j_pop_princess: (Huh?)
Hello all! This is my entry for the Fanmix Throwdown hosted by Kakasaku!

This collection of music tells the story of how their romantic relationship starts despite their better judgement, the ups and downs and fiery passion, and the inevitable breakup that ensues.

The album art is by 0thefoolnever and has been colored by me to it the mood.

Title: Love Lust & Agony (In Three Acts)
Mixed by: superduperotaku (j-pop princess)
Songs: 15
Art by: 0thefoolnever

cd cover

album back

Lyrics and Links Under Cut )

Two Worlds

Feb. 15th, 2013 10:13 am
j_pop_princess: (Gin)
I love the surrealism of this...

Wet Pussy

Feb. 5th, 2013 11:26 am
j_pop_princess: (Bunny)
I hope your day is officially brighter. :)

j_pop_princess: (Boobless)
Here's the complete list of all my drabbles for last fan standing. Some are rated M for sexy stuff and most are KakaSaku.

Day 1: Pillow
Day 2: Eternity
Day 3: Fanfaronade
Day 4: Disppointment
Day 5: Hatching
Day 6: Prophecy
Day 7: Chance
Day 8: Breathe
Day 9: Glitter
Day 10: Epopt
Day 11: Stolen
Day 12: Empty House
Day 13: Butterfly
Day 14: Rise
Day 15: "I can make it disappear"
Day 16: Socks
Day 17: Vacuum
Day 18: Xenagogue
Day 19: Smudge
Day 20: On a scale of 1 to 10
Day 21: Good Luck Charm
Day 22: Wish
Day 23:
Day 24: Marie Digby, Beauty in Walking Away
Day 25: Fireworks
Day 26: Key
Day 27: "Let me talk to her"
Day 28: Sciaphobia
Day 29: Light
Day 30 :
j_pop_princess: (Bioshock)
4 lovely ladies and myself managed to hang in there and write a drabble everyday for the month of January over at
[community profile] kakasaku . Congrats everyone!

j_pop_princess: (Angel)
I just bought my dress for my rehearsal dinner!  So in love!

j_pop_princess: (Tiara)
Here is my entry for the sexy contest happening over at [community profile] kakasaku. Make sure you check out all the entries and vote people!

Title: Dark Desires
Rating: M
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Graphic sex/getting naughty in public



Oct. 29th, 2012 08:49 am
j_pop_princess: (Shades)
Since Pinterest has quickly become an integral part of my internet time, I find a lot of random pictures. I found some amazing dance images last night that I had to share. They make me miss dancing so much, and though I was never as talented and super-human as these incredible people, I really miss both the discipline and freedom found in dancing...not to mention staying fit is a whole lot harder :(



Feb. 17th, 2012 10:50 am
j_pop_princess: (Neon)
Found these on Etsy (because Etsy has everything!) and I'm in love! They are jewelry all made from real fruit! She preserves them in resin and they never change color or go bad So cool!

j_pop_princess: (Kittens!)
This is from one of his older collections, but I'm so in love with this dress. If I was a celebrity, I would totally wear this to an awards show, no matter what people thought.

Drabble #4

Jan. 6th, 2012 11:20 am
j_pop_princess: (Huh?)
Title:Technical Terms
Written for the KakaSaku com.

“So how is it, doctor?” Kakashi asked teasingly as he sat in the hospital bed. Sakura unwrapped the bandages covering most of his body and nodded in approval at the rate his injuries were healing.


“You had some boo boos but they’re healing up nicely.”


“Boo boos?” Kakashi said with a smile. Is that the technical term?”


“No, the technical term is that you have extensive superficial lacerations and contusions, but most people don’t want technical terms for everything.”


Kakashi rolled his one visible eye. “I’m sure not everything actually has a technical term, Sakura. Take sex for instance. It-“


“Fornicating, copulating, coitus. I could go on.” Sakura said before Kakashi could even finish his sentence.


“Well, that was a bad example,” he sighed with a dismissive wave of his hand. “But you can’t possibly have a technical term for something like…I don’t know…staring at someone’s crotch or something.”


Sakura’s eyes narrowed as she leaned in. “If I’m back in fifteen minutes with proof that you’re wrong, you’re buying me dinner.”


“Fine,” Kakashi said, shaking her hand, confident that some scientist or linguist or professional crotch-starrer couldn’t have possibly coined a term for the act. It would be Sakura paying for their next meal, not him.


Or at least that’s what he thought until Sakura returned ten minutes later with a large leather-bound dictionary.


“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Kakashi grumbled as Sakura thrust the open book in his face.


“Here,” she said, pointing to a specific word. “Read this.”


“Krukolibidinous,” he read incredulously. “The act of staring at someone’s crotch.”


Sakura shut the book with a snap.


“You should be healed enough to leave the hospital tomorrow. I’m free for dinner tomorrow night. Is it a date?”


 “Fine,” Kakashi groaned, sinking back against the pillows.  


As she sauntered out of the room, Kakashi reminded himself never to make intellectual bets with the book-smart women.


He wasn’t sure what disturbed him more, the fact that there really was a technical word for staring at someone’s crotch or that Sakura had taken the time and energy to look it up.

j_pop_princess: (Hair)
Stumble Upon had led me to another internet gem. This video almost made me cry!

j_pop_princess: (Gin)
For Portal fans

Drabble #3

Jan. 5th, 2012 10:34 am
j_pop_princess: (Bunny)
First Kiss

Kissing. Smooching. Necking. Snogging. Making out. Cataglottism. There were a million ways to say it, but it was the eve of Sakura’s eighteenth birthday and she still hadn’t done it. She’d had a peck on the cheek, but never that burning, passionate, smoldering kiss that made you see fireworks. She wondered if kisses like that even existed or if they were just the fictitious writings of flowery romance novels.


Ordinarily, this was a topic she would discuss with her best friend Ino, but considering she was stuck in a one room log cabin in the middle of a forest with Kakashi Hatake on a mission that ensured her birthday festivities would be few, her choice of conversation partners was limited.


“Kakashi, is kissing as great in real life as it is in your books?”


He lowered his green-jacked copy of Icha Icha Tactics and looked over at her from where he was reclined on the bed. Sakura noted that he didn’t even look surprised by her question.


“It depends who you’re kissing,” he said mildly.


“Oh, well…what’s it like?” she asked, cheeks reddening slightly.


“Why Sakura Haruno, could it be that you have never experience it for yourself?”


His tone was teasing and she immediately regretted saying anything at all.


“Just forget about it,” she snapped, returning to oiling her weapons in front of the small fire flickering in the fireplace.


Kakashi rose from the bed and walked across the small room to hover over her, but Sakura ignored him. He crouched down until he was very close and whispered “Do you want a kiss for your birthday?”


Sakura started. Not only was his tone suggestive,  but he had actually remembered her birthday. She hadn’t told anyone about it this year.


She looked up to find him leaning in his masked mouth dangerously close to hers.


“But it’s not my birthday yet.”


“It’s 12:04 am,” he replied. “You’ve ben eighteen for four whole minutes, which makes this perfectly legal.”


And then his bare lips were on hers, meaning somehow he had tugged down his mask before she could see his face. He pressed his lips against hers softly, but then his warm tongue ran across her bottom lip followed by a soft nip of his teeth, and Sakura’s world suddenly crumbled.


Her body was set afire as his tongue entered her mouth, probing and exploring. Her hands clutched at his shoulders as his cradled the nape of her neck. She was tingling and hot in all the naughtiest places. Never had she felt a need to carnal, so driving, even during the heights of puberty.


Bursts of light and color erupted with every kiss but it was over much too soon. As Kakashi pulled away, she found herself shaken and breathless.


“Well, was it like in the books?” he asked smugly.


Rather than reply, she grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him back to her, determined to get as much kissing in on her birthday as she could.

Drabble #2

Jan. 3rd, 2012 07:59 pm
j_pop_princess: (Boobless)
Another drabble.

Her Oldest Friend

Sakura hugged her threadbare teddy bear, the little fur he had left damp with her tears. There was a time when the bear had been a warm caramel color, but decades of love and cuddling had reduced him to a dirty grayish hue.


She had received the stuffed animal as a birthday present. She was so young she couldn’t even remember how old she had turned when her parents presented her with the bear, topped with a big red bow. She had taken him everywhere, and even as a teenager, often slept with him wedged under her arm though she always his him when friends came over. Her younger self had dubbed him with the incredibly masculine name Mr. Cuddleface, and even though she now knew it was a ridiculous name, even for a teddy bear, she continued to refer to him as such.


The bear was her oldest friend, sticking with her before she had ever had a rivalry with Ino, before she had joined the ninja academy or made Team 7 and before Sasuke had walked out of her life.


Mr. Cuddleface never had words of comfort, and yet hugging him tight and crying into his soft fur made her feel better in a way that no amount of human contact could. He had been there for her when the fifth hokage met his untimely end, when the nights were lonely and long and both Naruto and Sasuke had left the village in search of their own ambitions, when she had suffered through a long day at the hospital and had to watch a patient she couldn’t save die as she watched helplessly.


Mr. Cuddleface had never let her down, and he was here for her now, even though his stuffing was falling out and his worn button eyes had lost their luster. She hugged him tight while looking at the framed picture sitting on her bed, the one of Team 7 taken back when she was still hopeful and excited about being a ninja, the romance of the profession still intact.


She had seen her share of death, far more than a girl of twenty-three should have, but nothing had prepared her for watching her sensei fall, dead before she could blink an eye, let alone rush to his aid and heal him.


She knew she shouldn’t blame herself, but couldn’t help but feel like there was something she could have done to prevent that kunai from piercing his heart.


Her body was wracked by fresh sobs and she squeezed Mr. Cuddleface even tighter. She had not only lost her sensei, but lost a dear friend, and would forever miss the way he was never on time or the way he ruffled her bangs even though she was far too old for that.  


His funeral would be held tomorrow and she would have to appear without her threadbare teddy. After that, she would have to make it through one day at a time, just as she always had.

j_pop_princess: (Bioshock)

Here's a little drabble I wrote for the Kaka/Saku DW com.
Prompt: Oo la la

Sakura was inwardly fuming and would have been stomping down the street if it weren’t for the fact that she was wearing very uncomfortable three-inch heels. She never should have made that stupid bet with Kakashi. Her cheeks blazed red-hot with embarrassment and anger at the memory.


He had been down on the ground, and she, standing over his head with her foot positioning firmly over his windpipe. It was then he had managed to choke out, “Sakura, I can see your panties.”


He had been lying of course, She had been wearing her trade mark shorts so there was no way he could see up her pink skirt and gawk at her delicates, but the comment had unnerved her enough that she had let down he guard so that Kakashi had been able to turn the tables and win.


The bet had been that if Sakura was victorious, the two of them would be attending Konoha’s New Year’s costume party together, Kakashi as Peter Pan (tights and all) and Sakura as his pixie companion. However, if Kakashi won, she had to go, not only in a costume of his choosing but would also be required to say a phrase on command. Sakura thought Kakashi’s terms were odd, but really hadn’t planned on losing to the old man. Now that she was twenty-five, the silver-haired man was nearly forty.   


Now as they walked down the street, Sakura was still fuming in her fishnets, garter belts, way too many layers of skirts and the corset that seemed to defy physics as it lifted her meager breasts up to her chin and managed to make them look enormous. She glared at the man next to her who was walking along casually with his hands stuffed in his pockets, totally oblivious to her embarrassment and discomfort.


“What are you supposed to be anyway?” she snapped, noting that he had traded in the standard Jounin uniform for an outfit entirely of black.


“I’m a ninja,” he replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.


It was at that point Sakura wanted to ditch the party and spend her New Year’s beating Kakashi within an inch of his life, healing him, and doing it all over again.


When they arrived at the party at the Hyuuga estate, Hinata greeted them at the main gate.


“Kakashi , you’re a ninja! How…creative,” she said with a timid smile. “And Sakura, what are you supposed to be?’


Kakashi helpfully chimed in. “She’s a can can girl!”


He looked over meaningfully and nodded his head. It was time for the catch phrase.


“Oo la la,” Sakura said through gritted teeth, her fist twitching as it longed to punch the dirty old man.


Hinata, who was the epitome of politeness had to stifle her laughter with a hand pressed to her mouth. If Hinata reacted like that, how the hell was she going to live this down after Naruto saw her?


Tonight was going to be the longest New Year’s ever.

j_pop_princess: (Angel)
Since my LJ is where I post most of my fanfiction, this is where I will post funny little things from the internet.


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