Demigods, Magicians, Realitants

After the death of Lee Fletcher and Arabella Deshoulieres’ struggle to move on from the love of her life, I decided to stop torturing them and let them go no matter what Aphrodite (and some of her children) wants. It's enough. I'm tired, they're tired, and nothing's gonna come out of their relationship unless Arabella would just hurry up and die already so that she can be reunited with Lee in Elysium.  But of course the Moirae would agree with Aphrodite and I end up with ArabelLee fanfiction that’s need to be written yet again. A birthday wish of a certain friend of mine has gone awry. So here it is, a sneak peek from the newest story of ArabelLee series: Arabella’s Five Failed Attempts in Celebrating Lee’s Birthday. Or, the three times Arabella is numb-tongued, the two times she tries to sneak a gift, and the one time a pair of bells ring a bell. “Bella! A package on your bed.” Mitchell yelled, dashing outside the Aphrodite cabin with Darren cl...

A bout a month ago, I bought Rainbow Rowell's   Carry On   on a whim. Well, not really on a whim per se, since a certain friend of mine had been nagging me nonstop to buy the book. But, I hadn't even think about visiting the bookstore until my class is redirected to an event held by major in our university's central library.  You see, there's this bookstore in the library stuffed with local and imported books which never fail to make drool each time I so much as glance on its direction. I even have to withdraw my money from the ATM because I didn't have enough, ha. But trust me, it was all worth it.  Carry On   is   magic (pun intended). Breathtaking. Genius. RIGHT UP MY STREET. I feel like reading a super-brilliant Drarry fanfic (and yeah, Drarry is my HP OTP aside from the canon Ronmione, sue me). It's magical, lovely,   angsty , and simply makes me giddy. Darn, I always have a thing for oblivious pining and emotionally constipated chara...

Here's a little insomniac treat for you, darlings. A repackage of Indonesian myth, Roro Jonggrang. Originally made for an assignment. Enjoy. >>>>><<<<< Humans’ lives are full of prejudice. Fear. Expectation. Rule. Myth. Stories are being passed on from generation to generation. And whatever stories you are told, all you must do is receive, believe, and pass on. But have you ever wonder if all the stories you are told is true? Because humans are full of flaws, and the telling of obscure lies, is one of them. >>>  The raven haired lady set down her quill and carefully rolled up the papers. Mournfully, she looked outside her windows while gently stroking the red pendant on her neck. “It is time,” she murmured. She took off her pendant, a dagger, and put it together with the papers inside a box. Then she stood up, and left. >>>  “Commander, our troops are already in standby.” “How’s the condition i...

Hello, darlings! Two months already? Whew, time does fly! I'm planning to have a real post in a few days, but in Bahasa. And that one won't be meaningless, promise. It's not even a crack and it has some valuable lessons.  Well, I do grow up, don't I? Anyway, here's a little meaningless post simply because I'm being my insomniac self. -What happens when a tab (that isn't even mine) with a drawing app installed is in front of me and I've nothing to do-