Nice to meet you! The name's Rishi. This is a place where Rishi posts fanfiction~! Yayz.

Neway, about Rishi...Rishi ish five-teen, Rishi talks in third person, Rishi loves making WORLD posts, Rishi's hyper and talks in third person, Rishi love love loooves manga (<3) and Rishi ish TEH GENKI GIRL!!! Don't know what that is? Lookit up!

Most of the stuff posted up here is nominated for publication, so be sure to check if it gets published. Please hug~cause hugs are niiiiice.

Rishi will write anything you would like! Just request it! Seriously!

WRITEN WORKS PUBLISHED: 33 ((?!))
WRITING/DRAWING REQUESTS: OPEN
ART TRADES: OPEN

You can find more about Rishi if you scroll around Rishi's WORLDS!

Favorite WORD fiction:

This one's adorable. Nuff said.

A sad little fic where Rishi's feelings for a special someone are voiced and...

Just a memory

A cute Naruto ficlit that deals with Hanabi's jealousy of Hani and her yearning for a "Big Brother"

MOST POPULAR:
Neji's Wii...lol

I Wanna Be Buttercup...

Now, now, kids, settle down! That's right, it's Rishi here again with another Halloween contest entry! Now sit down and shut up!

Alrighty, then. I have another story to tell tonight. The moon's out, all is quiet, and I have homework to do. So let's do this quickly!

One Halloween, I was about seven, my brother and I were going out to trick or treat. My brother was three. I was dressed as Blossom from the then-popular PowerPuff Girls. My brother? Oh, he dressed as Buttercup.

We went around with our neighbor, a seven year old dressed as a Native American chief, and collected candy. I don't remember much about it, but I do have one photo of me, my cross-dressing brother, and our chief friend standing in front of a house.

Now, if you're thinking "What kind of mother lets their son dress up in that kind of clothing?!", you're right, my mother was completely against it. But at the party store, my brother uttered the words that would haunt him (as we constantly reminded him),

"I wanna be Buttercuuuup...."

Happy Halloween.

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