also 2nd one what are you guys doing

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I registered for the online library on the Goethe website and now, I’m back to business. I haven’t been studying/practicing German for almost 4 months now and I’ve lost touch! I really need to get it together or else, the new course (which begins on the 2nd of May) will witness me being an epic fail.
Also, we got a new dining table at my house and I’m loving it as my study space+ the background for my pictures! What do you guys think? Is this background good or should I go back to the white one? Let me know!
//ig: nerdyign

Diabolik Lovers Week

Hello everyone!

For those interested, there will be a Diabolik Lovers week held from June 26th to July 2nd 2017. If you’re interested in participating, please reply to this post or send me an ask! This doesn’t have to be an absolute commitment, I just want to gauge how many people will be participating :)

The tags we will use:
▪#diabolikloversweek for general
▪#diabolikloversweeknsfw for smut & NSFW content
▪#diabolikloversweektw for work that contains triggers

I’ll be checking all of the tags so don’t worry about your work getting lost! But if you use other tags besides the ones above, I may not see your work :(

Q: What is Diabolik Lovers?
A: DL is a vampiric otome game and anime series. DL also has two anime adaptions (Diabolik Lovers and Diabolik Lovers: More Blood) and six video games (Diabolik Lovers: Haunted Dark Bridal, More Blood, Vandead Carnival, Dark Fate, Lunatic Parade, and Lost Eden)

Q: What does a “Diabolik Lovers week” mean?
A: This means artists and writers will come together for the week to produce new & fresh content for DL. This is also a good way to introduce new people to our fandom!

Q: How will this work?
A: The week of June 26th to July 2nd, creators will post their own original content. We heavily discourage reposting and will disqualify anyone who posts anything that is not their own. We may possibly have themes for each week like other fandom weeks, but that depends on the feedback we recieve! However if we choose to set a theme, you are in no way obligated to follow that theme!

Q: What will YOU be doing?
A: After doing research on previous fandom weeks, I’ll be reblogging the things you guys create! I’ll also be writing a small 7 chapter minific or one-shots, depending if we have themes or not!

Q: I’d like to participate but I’m not a creator…
A: That is a-okay! Check the tags above and support our creators by reblogging (not reposting) their work!

Q: Are there any rules to what we can post?
A: As long as it’s Diabolik Lovers & your own content, nope! Feel free to write/draw/creare anything you’d like: smut, fluff, angst, comic series, character x character, x readers, etc!

Q: I won’t be able to participate that week, will you be holding this week again?
A: That depends on how successful this gets but I’d love to!

Q: I still have a question about Diabolik Lovers week…how can I get ahold of you?
A: Feel free to send in an ask! I don’t always see DM’s so list your question & tumblr blog so if I can’t fit it all in an ask, I can message you myself and get back to you ASAP. If you send in an ask and would like me to answer it privately, let me know!

coololdsoulpoetlove  asked:

It's totally fine love. You got the floor is lava challenge right. The hot lava challenge includes one person stands completely still, another starts in one position on the 1st guy's body (say straddling them), and the 2nd person had to crawl all the way around their body and back to the starting position without touching the ground.

OHHH GOT IT IVE SEEN PEOPLE DO THIS BEFORE ACTUALLY

laf and herc are always the ones that stand still. it’s just easier that way.

you, john, and alex always crawl around them bc you’re the smallest/lightest.

john and alex can’t do it together bc they giggle too much
-also alex ended up kicking john and they just never tried again

alex at first is approaching it like “what is the most efficient way to do this🤔🤔” but john just kind of jumps on herc and figures it out that way
-john like “hey!!! i did it!”
-alex is like “what the heck”
-they compete to see who can do it the fastest

john’s really nimble so he can do it the fastest
-perks of growing up in the south and being outdoors 24/7
-he likes to team up with laf bc laf gives him kisses and is really encouraging

alex and herc just work better together so they always team up
-john and laf have to talk/communicate to do it but alex and herc don’t really need to speak
-it’s pretty cool to watch

if alex or john ever fall, laf and herc kind of snicker but if you fall while trying to do it they’re like “baby sweetie honey my love are you okay? do you need ice omg come here”
-sometimes you milk it and you’re like “yeah, um, im f-fine 😪😭”
-alex calls you a kiss up but you just stick your tongue out at him while laf carries you away
-usually you don’t and just try again

you can do it with all of the boys after some practice!!
-you still can’t beat john though

Strike- Bellamy Imagine

I was going to use a more….appropriate gif, but I figured it might be a bit of a spoiler for those who haven’t seen season 3. So uh, fun fact, I cried while writing this, and I also cried when watching this scene (didn’t everyone though, I mean come on, this scene was brutal) also, I wrote this in 2nd person, um what? let me know if you prefer this to 1st or 3rd person, your feedback means everything to me! Have a good day/night! Xxxx

Bellamy Blake x Reader

Word Count: 1034

Warnings: violence, angst, not-very-happy-octavia

SPOILER WARNING: IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN 3x09 ONWARDS THEN DO NOT READ THIS ONE-SHOT, AS IT CONTAINS MAJOR SPOILERS (I mean major, don’t spoil it for yourself) THIS ONE-SHOT IS SET AT THE START OF 3x10, IN THE CAVE (you guys know which bit I’m talking about) ASIDE FROM THAT, ENJOY! (but I mean, can you really enjoy a scene like this?)


The chains that bound Bellamy’s wrists were tight as he looked up to see that the group had returned. Standing, he watched Harper and Miller walked past him, their eyes boring into him. Their expressions were grim, their heads hung as he looked at them, confused. Behind them came Sinclair and Bryan, both wearing similar looks. Kane followed, staring straight at Bellamy as you walked in beside him, your hand up to your mouth to stifle sobs. With wide eyes, he looked between the two of you, his own eyes tearing up at your slumped frame. Finally, Octavia walked in, her head down as she toyed with her weapon. A small tug of possible realisation coursed through him as he watched his sister shoulder past a still Kane. Turning back to where they had come from, he watched for a moment in pleading hope that someone else would walk around that corner.

“Where’s Lincoln?” He asked, turning to look at Octavia. She looked up, but not at him, staring mindlessly around the cavern, her breaths ragged in numb sadness.

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“Do you want me to lie”


omg. lOTS of spelling mistakes, I can’t even ._. but I hope you can look past them, I was trying to do them as quick as possible and my sister kept facetiming me so that interrupted me loads :( lots of you seemed to like how i put the picture in the last imagine so here’s another one. :) I’m not sure how I’ll have time to do the rest of the requests as I’m going on a holiday and I’ll only be back in England around the 2nd. but I’ll see what I can do for you guys! :) oh and I’ll also keep in mind to do more imagines where I use pictures! thought I’d quickly just add this to the end ahaha! :D

Request:

  • Can you please do more where the girl sends pics and he tells them how much he wants them?? 
  • Pleaseee make more just like the one but a little different
SEASON FINALE REACTION

- I CREID WHEN VICTOR CREID BECAUSE THAT WAS UNEXPECTED. SHIED MAN. 

- JJ– OH MY GOD. SEE THIS IS WHY I LOVE YOU. YOU DESERVE 3RD PLACE. I STILL DON’T GET WHY PEOPLE HATE YOU. I STILL DON’T GET AFTER THEY REVEAL A DIFFERENT SIDE OF YOU, THEY CONTINUE TO BASH YOU AND COMPARE YOU TO A CHARACTER OBVIOUSLY DIFFERENT FROM YOU.

YOU DESERVE THE CHEERS JJ. I ALSO LOVE HOW DAD JUST SAY THAT “NO MATTER WHAT HIS SCORE IS, WE’LL GREET HIM  WITH A SMILE”. LOOK GUYS. HIS PARENTS WERE FREAKING ICE DANCING OLYMPIC CHAMPIONS. IF YOU GO THOROUGHLY WITH JJ’S TYPICAL CHARACTER TROPE, HIS PARENTS SHOULD HAVE BEEN BOSSY AND DEMANDING OF HIM TO WIN GOLD. BUT NO MAN. JJ EVEN MENTIONED HE DOESN’T DESERVE THE CHEERS FROM HIS FANS. HE ALSO DID NOT  WANT TO WIN OUT OF PURE LUCK. HE DID NOT WANT TO WIN BECAUSE HIS COMPETITORS MADE MISTAKES IN THEIR PERFORMANCE. LIKE, BITCH, IF HE WAS A OVER-CONVIDENT BOSSY PERSON, SHOULDN’T HE HAVE TAKEN ADVANTAGE OF HIS COMPETITOR’S FAILURE??? HE, LIKE OTABEK AND OTHER CHARACTERS WORKED HARD ON HIS SKATING CAREER TOO. IMAGINE BEING UNDER AN OLYMPIC CHAMPION’S SHADOW. LIKE– HE IS A PRODGY (FOR ME AT LEAST) AND HE DESERVED TO WIN. HIS PROGRAM WAS MORE DIFFICULT THAN PHICHIT AND OTABEK’S COMBINED. 

I DON’T SEE WHY. BUT IT’S OKAY, WHATEVER YOUR REASON IS TO DISLIKE HIM, I UNDERSTAND. JUST DON’T STEAL OUR THUNDER JUST BECAUSE YOUR “BIAS” DID NOT WIN. HAVE SOME GOOD SPORTSMANSHIP. WE DIDN’T EVEN EXPECT HIM TO WIN 3RD PLACE EITHER. STOP SPREADING HATE, WHERE HATE IS NOT DUE. LOL.

(AND I HOENSTLY DO NOT MIND IF HE DID NOT WIN. I JUST WANT HIM TO BE PART OF THE MAIN CHARACTER’S LITTLE SKATING SQUAD BUT IT SEEMS LIKE HE’S MADE AN OUTCAST, SO WHATEVS. I ALSO AM TEMPTED TO DRAW A CUTE TISSUE BOX PLUSHIE FOR HIM COZ I HAVEN’T SEEN ANYONE THROW PLUSHEIS AT HIM. I WAS THINKING OF A LION, WHAT DO YOU THINK GUYS??)  

I AM SORRY NOT SORRY FOR THE LONG JJ POST. I LOVE HIM OKAY???? 

-  FUUUCK WAS THAT  A JJSEUNG I SEE???? —- LSG (LEE SEUNG-GIL) FUCKEN SMILED. HE BE CRUSHIN’ ON OUR SPICY CANADIAN (I SHIP THEM TOO OKAY, IT’S JUST THAT PLIROY SI MY MOTHERSHIP) . I WISH TO SEE MORE OF HIM ON 2ND SEASON. HE’S ONE OF MY FAVES.

- ALSO FUCKING BBY JJ- LIKE SHIT— HE LOOKS LIKE CARTMAN (SOUTH PARK) – IT’S SO CUTE I’M GONNA DIE. 

- I CRIED AT YUURI AND JJ’S PERFORMANCE.

- I AM SO PROUD OF YUURI. LIKE FUCK MAN, YOU MAKE ME  FUCKING CRY ALL THE TIME. YOU’VE GROWN SO MUCH YOU PRECIOUS BABU. DON’T PULL THAT “LET’S END THIS” BS AGAIN– I UNDERSTAND YOU THO– BUT BABU, GET THAT GOLD ON THE NEXT LEVEL. 

- PHICHIT YOU ARE TOO PURE FOR THIS WORLD.

 - CHRISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS- TT_TT I ACTUALLY LOWKEY WANTED YOU TO WIN COZ YOU DESERVE THE GOLD TOO. 

- CAN ALL OF THEM JUST WIN GOLD??? IS THAT POSSIBLE????

- I FUCKING LOVE OTABEK’S FREE PROGRAM, LIKE— HIS SP WAS GOOD, BUT NOT LIKE JAW-DROPPING GOOD– BUT HIS FF— //THROWS ALL KINDS OF PANTIES AT YOU// 

- DID YOU SEE THAT FREAKING BEAR PLUSH HE WAS HOLDING??? 

- YURIO– ( I EXPECTED HIM TO WIN GOLD TBH, LOL)  I HAVE NO WORDS, YOU’RE PERFECT AS EVER. YOU DESERVED IT! <3 I CAN’T WAIT FOR YOUR NEXT PROGRAM! <3 

- THAT DAVAI FROM OTABEK– YASS  MY SWEET PLATONIC SOULMATES. <3 

- THAT ENDEARING “BAKA” IN THE END. YOU’RE SUCH AN ANGRY SMOL CATTE, LET ME HUG YOU. 

- YURIIII AND VICTOR FLIRTING LIKE– BITCH JUST KISS ALREADY-

– SHIIIIIIIIT FUCKING AFTER CREDITS SCENE-

- I CREID AT THEIR DUET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  

- THEIR DUET IS FUCKING PRECIOUS. VICTUURI ALL THE WAY.

- IT’S WHAT I’VE BEEN ASKING FOR SINCE EPISODE 1– A FUCKING SKATING DUET. 

- THEIR TOCUHES- IT’S LIKE THEY KISSED, THEN FCKED THEN KISSED AGAIN THEN GOT MARRIED THEN FCKED FOR THEIR HONEYMOON THEN GOT MARRIED AGAIN ON ICE. ON FREAKING ICE. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. 

- SEASON TWOOO IN THE HOUSE YO. YUURI GRAB THAT GOLD AND MARRY VICTOR. 

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mysliceoffun: profeminist: …

On the other hand I’m white and people can’t say my name, and I don’t give a damn, I just let them say it how they like (almost nobody gets it right). I’m pretty sure people can’t pronounce Tchaikovsky properly either (English simply doesn’t have a letter for one of the sounds in that surname), so the point is moot. Everyone should do what feels best for them. Wanna be called Zoey to avoid people garbling your name - that’s reasonable too.

That’s…not quite what’s going on. Plus you actually pointed out exactly why the point is moot for yourself: you’re white. Uzo Aduba is a 1st gen immigrant with parents from Nigeria (Black), the guy in the gif (whose name escaped me, sorry, guy!) is Korean and most likely also a 1st gen or 2nd gen immigrant (please tell me I got this right), and I’m Chinese. There are things we experience that you fortunately don’t experience to the same degree.

It’s not about the terrible experience of getting your named garbled and being sick of it. (Names can get garbled by just moving between province/state lines. Yeah accents!) It’s about how North American society has, as a whole, being heavily biased towards a specific set of names because of the association they have with race, culture, origin, etc, and the negative impact it’s caused on people’s lives. It’s part of racism, to put it simply. It’s about the cultural pride you have for your mother culture, and whether the society you live in permit you to hold onto that pride, or discourage it until you distance yourself and “blend in”. And that discouragement can be either active and malicious (name-calling, hate crimes), or seemingly passive and unintentional (getting vetted from jobs).

I had an interesting twist of “the foreign name problem” growing up, as my parents did go overseas for school for a short period of time. Therefore, I grew up with English names already picked out for me. (It’s not uncommon in my country, honestly, for people to have both a Chinese name and a known English name. Ethnic Chinese learned a long time ago how to play the name game, thus the prevalence today. Or because the foreign teacher in cram schools keep on giving the kids English names…*shake fist*) So no matter where I go, I automatically get a pass pretty quickly with regards to my English fluency, ideals, morals, etc. I may look foreign, but the moment they know my name and hear me speak, I blend in. I’m not “foreign”, I’m someone who belonged in the space and is welcomed to stay. Most of the time, people are surprised that I do not have any official ties with any of the major English speaking countries, other than I’ve studied in Canada for university and worked there briefly.

The problem came when people ACTIVELY looked for ways to exclude me. THAT’S when my Chinese name and identity became fair game and an object of mockery. And BOY was THAT horrific to the point I’m still scarred by it until this day. You see, the problem with NOT normalizing “foreign names” of people whose races/culture are discriminated against already is that they become jokes and objects of ridicule for people who do not know better ie kids or the woefully uneducated. “What kind of name is that?” “What do you mean you don’t have a middle name?” (Specially thanks to the teacher who kept skipping over me when I said I don’t have one!) “Why does the meaning of your name so ridiculous?” (Answer to the last one: Because you have a limited understanding of the Chinese language and mistranslated, idiots. Problem with idiots is once they start laughing they kinda lose their hearing though so that fell to deaf ears.)

So…this is why, as a whole, it’s important to “keep” our names, and better yet, normalize “foreign” names and naming conventions, ESPECIALLY for those that have been discriminated against.

Theories as of 7x09

To me, the fact that Steven Kahn was the judge overseeing the child’s adoption means that Noel is NOT the kid. (Btw I haven’t read anyone’s new theories yet so these ideas are all my own. I’m hoping others think the same thing though.)

Doctors don’t operate on kin, parents don’t judge their own kids’ contest entries, and I’m betting that judges don’t oversee their own potential child’s adoption. Noel’s dad would be way too close to the situation to be allowed to be the judge. To me, everything we saw tonight is confirmation that Noel is NOT A.D. and NOT the second child. I’m still unsure of who A.D. is…but the second child? Jenna. Think about it, it’s been right in front of our faces this whole time that Toby’s family is blended. We’ve never seen or met Jenna’s mom, but it really doesn’t matter because her “mom” would only be her adoptive mother if I’m right about this, and who her adoptive mother is doesn’t really matter. Why does no one know she’s adopted? Maybe her mom was required to keep it on the down low as part of the adoption requirements. We know that people are corrupt in this town. I wouldn’t put it past Rosewood to put a gag order in adoption paperwork. That’s why Noel seems so fishy right now, because he’s been helping Jenna, and Jenna is the fishy one. I bet that Jenna being “afraid” of CeCe Drake was a lie this whole time, and they know that they’re sisters. Noel was helping in the doll house because Noel was helping Jenna, and Jenna was either the one actually behind it or she was helping CeCe. I bet Jenna is the one who killed Sara too, I just don’t know how or why yet. Maybe because she wasn’t being compliant with Noel and Jenna’s plans, and she was gonna try to warn the girls.

To me, this makes so much sense. Jenna has the perfect amount of relevance to be the one behind a big reveal like this. She’s not a completely irrelevant 5-episode type character, but she’s also not one of the main characters.

The ONLY reason I’m hesitant to believe this is definitely true is that it looks like Jenna has a big dramatic scene with the liars next week (in which she’s aiming a gun at them???) Marlene said we don’t find out for sure who the 2nd child is until 7B, and I have a hard time believing that the liars will have such a dramatic encounter with Jenna and NOT find out that she’s the 2nd child if that were the case. 

What do you guys think?

Family (Issei one-shot)

Hi! Well, this was inspired by FRI3DSUSHI’s one-shot ‘Never again’. Let’s just say I can’t really handle angst well. And I kinda felt sorry for Issei. I mean, there isn’t that many fanfics of him, and those that are written are mostly angst, with the MC dying. He suffered hell for 12 years, and then he gets his happy ending, and you people just kill the girl and make him suffer some more! What kind of MISERY DO YOU GUYS WANT TO PUT HIM THROUGH??? LET HIM HAVE SOME HAPPY ENDING!!! So yeah… Also, my cousin’s wife just had her 2nd child, so it somehow became this genre. So enjoy!
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He paced to and fro before the doctor’s room, arms crossed, a worried frown etched upon his face. He had just received news that Sakura had gone to see the doctor, not as a colleague, but as a patient. What had happened? He did not notice anything off when he saw her yesterday, save that of being pale, but she had waved off his concern, claiming that she was simply tired due to lack of sleep, and that all would be fine with just a night’s rest. And yet… Clearly something must be wrong. He knew that she disliked being sick and being weak, but now, she was seeing a doctor of her own will. Obviously something must be wrong! Unfortunately, he could not barge in, and could only wait impatiently outside for her.
The seconds ticked by, with him growing impatient with every tick of time. Just as he thought he could not bear the suspense any longer, she emerged. Her face was blank, devoid of all emotion but shock. Her peridot green eyes, which were normally very expressive, were blank, like that of a dead person. It chilled Issei. Surely it was nothing serious, right? It should be a cold, or something minor. Something that medicine would suffice, and maybe some bed rest. That should be enough to treat whatever ailment she had, right?
“Sakura, is everything alright?” He tentatively asked, placing his hand on her shoulder. She started, breaking out of her reverie and looked at his face, confusion evident after being out of it for so long. Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, and she suddenly turned on her heel and ran off.
Issei was dumbfounded. What had happened? As soon as he regained his senses, he chased after her. He soon found her sitting on a bench in the garden, looking like a lost puppy. She was staring blankly in front of her, arms wrapped around her knees. Issei approached her cautiously, not wanting to upset her further. He sat next to her and gently placed an arm around her shoulders. She looked up, startled at the sudden appearance of him. To his surprise, she suddenly threw her arms around him and broke down. Not knowing what else to do, he simply rubbed her back comfortingly while she buried her face in his shirt. When she finally calmed down, he gently removed her from him, enough to take a good look at her face. Apart from her puffy red eyes, there was nothing else out of the ordinary. She looked well, which eased some of the panic in his heart. “What’s wrong?” He asked her in a soothing voice. Something had happened, and it was driving him nuts that he could not figure out what it was.
“Issei…” She bit her lips, unsure of what to do. He waited patiently, not wanting to set off the waterworks again. “I… We…” She seemed to be struggling with an internal conflict. “I’m pregnant!” She finally blurted out. It was now his turn to be shocked. His grey eyes widened, and he could only stare at her dumbly.
Sakura stared at him with trepidation. She was not sure how he would take it. By the looks of it, not very well. She dropped her head, biting her lips to prevent more tears from falling. Her mood was quite unstable, and she seemed to be more sensitive. All of a sudden, she was enveloped in a strong and warm embrace. “We’re going to be parents!” Issei exclaimed in a joyous tone. She blinked in surprise. This… was not what she expected. She felt relieved. He was happy. He freed her, only to place a tender kiss on her lips. They were happy, and nothing could ruin that moment for them.
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(9 months later)
Issei was sitting on a bench outside the room. He was so nervous. He was more nervous than the time he did his first operation. . How were things? Was she alright?
Her screams reverberated throughout the corridor and he cringed. It certainly sounded painful. He could hear the gynecologist encouraging her, telling her to push. After what felt like an eternity, he could finally hear the wailing of a newborn baby. A nurse opened the door, inviting Issei in. The doctor had finished cleaning the baby up, and had passed the little bundle to Sakura. “Congratulations! You have a healthy girl!” Sakura carefully cradled the child, rocking her ever so gently. Issei sat next to them and put his arm around Sakura, as they looked down into the face of their newborn baby girl. At that moment, Issei felt true happiness. He, his wife and his daughter. They were now a family.

Preference #100: Thin Line Between Lust and Hate

Link to All Preferences

Guysss this is my 100th preference I can’t believe it! I’m going to make this one a little longer and I also want your guys’ opinions on what POV you prefer me to write it in. I’ve switched from 1st (I) to 2nd (you) to 3rd (she) a lot and I was wondering what you like best so let me know! For this one, I’m going with 2nd.

Harry: It’s hot. Far too hot. The need to release yourself to try and gasp for air seems like the logical thing to do but you can’t bring yourself to do it. That would mean pulling away from his lips and you feel like if you do that then you’ll realize how insane this is. How insane it is that this little secret has been going on for far too long now but neither of you can bring yourselves to care. How every time you’re near each other, your eyes are seemingly full of annoyance or hateful glares but the second their backs are turned, his hands are grabbing at your waist and yours are tangled in his hair, silently wishing he’d take you in front of all your friends so they’d get the message that he’s yours. “You’re such a pain in the ass” he growled against your lips as he started to trail them down your exposed chest. “An absolute bitch to me” he continued, biting down on the skin just above your belly button to tease you. “Sweet talk will get you nowhere, asshole” you smirked, tugging on his hair a little harder to hear him hiss. “Oh, that’s not sweet talking, baby” he grinned deviously, crawling back up your body so he was looking straight down at you. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll regret ever being a little bitch to me. Because who owns you?” Right when he uttered that last question, his pushed his hips forward so he slid mischievously slow inside of you. “Huh?” he asked again, circling his hips but not giving you what you really wanted. “Who owns this fucking body?” As much as you hated to give into him, that cocky look on his face while he purposely teased you made it too hard to resist him any longer. This arrogant boy who’s made you the target of his revulsion since you can remember has also managed to steal your heart along the role. “You do.” He grinned and even though there was his usual cockiness behind it, it was genuine. “Damn right I do” he said before leaning into your body, finally giving you what you both wanted.

Niall: It was a dick move for him to pull and he hadn’t cared at the time until he really saw the fear in your eyes. It’s not the first time you’ve all watched a scary movie together but it’s the first that he actually feels bad for choosing one that gave you a nauseous look on your face while you tried to shield your eyes beneath your hoodie. Something inside of him changes and he discretely grabs a blanket from beside him before shuffling over to your couch on the other side of the room. You looked at him questioningly but he gave you a look that told you to keep your mouth shut so you did. Even with a blanket wrapped around the two of you, he could still feel your legs shaking. His hand reached out to grab your knee and scold you to stop but it accidently slipped into your inner thigh, making your skin heat up under his touch. With everyone’s eyes fixated on the screen, a dangerous idea popped into his head as he moved his hand up further, skimming across the inside of your tiny pajama shorts. Your head was buried into his side after a face popped onto the screen, your legs instinctively widening when you felt him brush your center. “Watch the movie and keep yer fuckin’ mouth shut” he whispered to you, pulling your legs over his lap so he could touch you properly. His calloused fingers slipped under your shorts and he had to hold back a moan when he felt you weren’t wearing anything beneath them. “You are a little slut aren’t ya?” he teased, your hand reached out to grip his knee when you felt his thumb rubbing over your sensitive nub. “You better quit moving or they’ll catch us” he whispered once more before plunging two of his finger inside of you. “N-Ni…” you whimpered, going against his earlier demand as your legs started to squirm. In your friends’ eyes, he was doing nothing more than comforting you from the horror on the television, but they’d never know that  he was secretly fingering the girl he claimed to hate beneath those thin sheets.

Liam: There shouldn’t be this feeling of anger boiling up inside of him. His knuckles shouldn’t be gripping his glass so hard that he’s afraid it might break. It shouldn’t have come down to him glaring at that guy from across the room enough that he might telepathically make his head explode. He could’ve had you. Damnit, he could stillhave you. “You’re eye fucking her again” his friend chuckled, punching him lightly in the shoulder. “Most like he’s eye murdering that lucky bastard” another one mumbled. Fuck them. Fuck that guy and fuck you. He wanted to. He neededto. He needed to be the one touching you like that and not that prick who’s got his hand on your waist. And before he can stop himself, he’s on his feet and yanking you from your conversation before dragging you upstairs. “What the fuck, Liam?!” you shouted, pushing his chest hard against the bathroom door. “You were acting like a complete whore” he said, emphasizing his hateful words while he yelled at you. “You looked desperate enough to suck him off right there—“ “Fuck you, Liam!” you screamed at him, hand smacking him across the face hard enough to leave a few nail marks. He’s never seen you so livid and it makes his cheeks flush and his pants tighten way faster than usual. Before you can scream anymore profanities at him, he was lifting you up onto the counter and fiddling with the buckle on his belt. “You wanted some guy’s dick in you so bad?” he grumbled, lifting the hem of your skirt up so it’s wrapped around your hips. “Not just some guy” you smirked, knowing it would get him riled up, but he deserved it. “I wanted his.” He shook his head, making a ‘tsk’ sound as he pulled your body flush against his. “Better take that back or this’ll be twice as bad.” You raked your nails down the front of his chest, leaning forward to glide your lips across the skin of his collarbone. “Maybe I want to be bad” you grinned, wrapping your hand around the base of his shaft. “I’m yours, Liam. I’m your dirty little girl.”

Louis: He’s never usually this loud when he’s drunk which tells you that he must’ve had something stronger than normally. If he wasn’t drunk though, he never would’ve had the courage to show up at your door. To come barging through it loud enough to wake you out of your peaceful slumber. As soon as the door was tossed open and he saw you lying there, he knew he had to have you. His legs carried him hazily to the living room, stumbling along the way until he’s climbing onto the couch over you. “L-Louis…” you mumble sleepily, opening your eyes when you feel warm lips pressed against the skin of your neck. Instead of responding or explaining why he’s lying atop of you suddenly, he just makes a humming noise and continues to graze his teeth along your collarbone, whispering what sounds to be “so damn sexy”. After that, everything started happening so quickly. His hips were grinding into yours, his hands worked frantically to pull off both of your clothes, and his hands were roughly grabbing at any part of your body he could. “I’ve wanted to do this for so damn long, baby” he moaned against your neck. “Every damn day I see you and you’re with that other guy. That’s why I hated you so fucking much.” “You’re shit faced, Lou” you said to him, pulling his head away from your body. “But I don’t hate you” he continued. “I hate that I couldn’t have you but now I don’t fucking care.” Your hand hit his chest, stopping him from moving before you pushed him back against the couch, crawling onto his lap. “Let me.” He bit his lip, making him look irresistibly sexy for a second before that was ruined when he hiccupped loudly, causing both of you to burst into a fit of giggles. “Three in the morning is not meant for drunken sex” you chuckled, the back of the couch while you lowered yourself onto him. “I’m better than him right” he smirked, leaning forward to capture your lips with his in a sloppy kiss. You nodded, running your hands through his tangled hair. “So much fucking better.”

Zayn: He knew what he was doing and he kept doing it. He knew that you could see him obviously flirting with the waitress the whole dinner. You knew you shouldn’t be this jealous but you couldn’t help it. You had to show him that you were better than any of these other girls that threw themselves at him. Your hand snaked underneath the table, fingers skimming across the length of his knee before moving up. He gave you a menacing look and tried to grip your hand but before he could, you were already palming him over the fabric of his tight slacks. No one else at the table knew what was happening, knowing that you would never in a million years would want to be that close to Zayn let alone have your hands running over the prominent bulge in his pants. Trying to frantically but discretely undo the buttons of his pants without any of his friends knowing what was going on. He was melting into your touch and you loved it becomes it’s times like this where you can make him so desperate in a matter of seconds. His hands gripped the edge of the table when he felt you dip beneath his boxers, grasping him firmly in your hand. His hips inadvertently rocked into your hand that was tucked deep into his slacks. He had to bite his lip to keep from moaning and all he can really make sense of is that the girl whose been the pain in his ass for years is now jerking him off in the middle of a crowded room. You pump a few more times until you’re at a steady pace in which you’re starting at the base of his cock and ending with rubbing your thumb over the head that’s now slick and sticky. “Bet you wanna come, right?” you whisper to him, going unnoticed by the others at the table. As soon as he nods and you feel him twitching in your palm, you pull away and shuffle a few inches away from him, returning to your meal while he glared endlessly at you, knowing it was your plan all along to not letting him finish.

June 30th Mass Mailing Day!

If you´re wondering what does the KND Fandom is up to, here it is:


Do you recognize this image? NO?! Well, this was posted on the Codename: Kids Next Door group on Facebook by Sabrina Danielle Reed on June 2nd. And it also came with her message saying:

Hello everyone!!!

So Trevor
(creator of the KND petition) had a grand idea to create Mass Mailing Day. On June 30th, we all would start sending physical mail to CN, persuading them of how badly we want the G:KND

Now, I found an addresse that we could send these letters to:…

1050 Techwood Dr NW, Atlanta, GA 30318

I’ll post directions on a separate post of how to set up your letter. What do you say guys?

 

The original one had 2 adresses, if you insist to know the other one, here it is: 300 N 3rd St, Burbank, CA 91502

But there was a comment by Savannah who helped us with very useful information, she had been in a similar situation before. And she was the reason why I didn´t add the other adress:

I was once one of the admins in charge of the Sym-Bionic Titan movement. So, I kinda know how these things work…

The Atlanta address is their headquarters. Sending anything to Burbank will be a waste.

Atlanta is where the CEO and president oprates at. All letters should be addressed with ATTN to Christina Miller. You know, the COO. When you address the letter with her name specifically, it will go straight to the president’s office.

When me and my buddies over at the Sym-Bionic Titan page did our second mail day, we got a DIRECT RESPONSE from Stuart Snyder himself (the previous COO of CN).

anyway, hope this Works.

SOFA (duet version)
Jungkook & Kaye Allen
SOFA (duet version)

“SOFA” (DUET VERSION)

Sung by: Jeon Jungkook & Kaye Allen

Thought it would be fun to sing a duet with Jungkook on this one. I wrote the English lyrics for the 2nd verse to add my own touch to the song. :) I hope you guys like it! :3

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2nd Stanza English lyrics (Written by Kaye Allen)

As I’m sitting here all alone

I’m missin’ you; you know, I’ve never been the same since you’ve been gone

And everyday I see your face, I feel the pain

the plans we made, the memories we shared they still remain

Cause no matter what I do

It all comes back to you

Let me know what you think! <3

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You can also listen on Soundcloud

-KayeAllen12

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I honestly don’t know where to start… I have so much on my mind but I’ll try to keep it short.

Dear VIXX, I just want to thank you. I want to thank you for so many things. Thank you for your great music, thank you for making me smile when no one else can, thank you for brightening up even the darkest days, thank you for doing so much for your fans, thank you for being born…

I honestly wish I had been a fan from the start. I guess it doesn’t matter though because I will be there until the end. I can promise that. 

It hasn’t been such a long time since I became a Starlight but honestly, the happiness these six guys give me every single day of my life is incredible. All of them influence and inspire me in their own way. I am more than proud to see how far they’ve come in those two years. I am sure it’s often hard to be an idol and yet these guys never give up and work hard. I know there’s still many more years to come and I’m sure VIXX will keep improving and improving (which they already do). No matter what happens, I will always support VIXX. ♥

One day I will freaking thank them in person. I don’t care what I have to do but I will. I also promise that. 

Once again, thank you.

Thank you so so so so so much, my six precious angels. 

I was in the mood to draw doggies (actually I wanted to PAINT but my stuff is in the closet right now)… So I picked ONE of my favorite dogs with a blog. c: It was a hard call on which pup to do, because there are so many of you guys (and your pups, of course!) that I really adore. And I really want to draw or paint most of your pups at some point… So I narrowed it down to blogs that only have one pup, since if there are multiple, I wouldn’t feel right only doing one, which is what I had time for.

But also, tomorrow is Kaiser’s 2nd birthday! Happy early birthday, Kaiser! I hope it’s filled with lots of puppy snuggles and fetch. c:

But yeah, if you guys like German Shepherds, you should definitely follow kaisertheshepherd if you don’t already!

I hope you like fluffy-chibi-puppy Kaiser!And I hope I got his markings close c;