tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618The Purple Pagej_pop_princessj_pop_princess2013-03-30T06:42:19Ztag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:5528Fanmix Entry: Love Lust & Agony2013-03-30T06:42:19Z2013-03-30T06:42:19ZWeezer- "The Good Life'public0Hello all! This is my entry for the <a data-cke-saved-href="http://kakasaku.livejournal.com/926334.html" href="http://kakasaku.livejournal.com/926334.html" target="_blank">Fanmix Throwdown</a> hosted by <img style="cursor: default; width: 16px; height: 16px;" data-user="Kakasaku" data-title="" src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif?v=102.3" alt="" /><a data-title="" data-user="Kakasaku" style="font-weight: bold; color: #00C;" data-cke-saved-href="#" href="http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml#">Kakasaku</a>!<br /><br />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.<br /><br />The album art is by <a data-cke-saved-href="http://0thefoolnever.deviantart.com/" href="http://0thefoolnever.deviantart.com/" target="_blank">0thefoolnever</a> and has been colored by me to it the mood.<br /><br />Title: Love Lust & Agony (In Three Acts)<br />Mixed by: <img style="cursor: default; width: 16px; height: 16px;" data-user="superduperotaku" data-title="" src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=102.3" alt="" /><a data-title="" data-user="superduperotaku" style="font-weight: bold; color: #00C;" data-cke-saved-href="#" href="http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml#">superduperotaku</a> (j-pop princess)<br />Songs: 15<br />Art by: <a data-cke-saved-href="http://0thefoolnever.deviantart.com/art/Don-t-cry-Kakasaku-95854579?q=gallery%3A0thefoolnever%2F7864104&qo=12" href="http://0thefoolnever.deviantart.com/art/Don-t-cry-Kakasaku-95854579?q=gallery%3A0thefoolnever%2F7864104&qo=12" target="_blank">0thefoolnever</a><br /><br /><img width="474" height="482" title="cd cover" alt="cd cover" src="http://ic.pics.livejournal.com/superduperotaku/12902121/45543/45543_900.jpg" data-cke-saved-src="http://ic.pics.livejournal.com/superduperotaku/12902121/45543/45543_900.jpg" /><br /><br /><img width="474" height="482" title="album back" alt="album back" src="http://ic.pics.livejournal.com/superduperotaku/12902121/45799/45799_900.jpg" data-cke-saved-src="http://ic.pics.livejournal.com/superduperotaku/12902121/45799/45799_900.jpg" /><br /><br /><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://j-pop-princess.dreamwidth.org/5528.html#cutid1">Lyrics and Links Under Cut</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=5528" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:5141Two Worlds2013-02-15T18:14:50Z2013-02-15T18:14:50Zartisticpublic0I love the surrealism of this...<br /><img src="http://behance.vo.llnwd.net/profiles21/967553/projects/6856169/b3a9bfa19de9fad296bdefc2eed450f0.jpg" alt="" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=5141" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:5035Wet Pussy2013-02-05T19:31:12Z2013-02-05T19:31:12ZBlack Moth Super Rainbow- "Vietcaterpillar"amusedpublic0I hope your day is officially brighter. :)<br /><img src="http://d2tq98mqfjyz2l.cloudfront.net/image_cache/1359112506116532.jpg" alt="" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=5035" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:469830 Day Drabble Index2013-02-05T19:16:49Z2013-02-05T19:16:49ZRiver City Rebels- "Hate To Be Loved"complacentpublic0Here's the complete list of all my drabbles for last fan standing. Some are rated M for sexy stuff and most are KakaSaku.<br /><br />Day 1: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/71993.html?thread=804665#cmt804665">Pillow<br /></a>Day 2: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/72791.html?thread=805719#cmt805719">Eternity</a><br />Day 3: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/73189.html?thread=816357#cmt816357">Fanfaronade<br /></a>Day 4: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/73219.html?thread=828931#cmt828931">Disppointment<br /></a>Day 5: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/73894.html?thread=841382#cmt841382">Hatching<br /></a>Day 6: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/74492.html?thread=862204#cmt862204">Prophecy<br /></a>Day 7: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/74624.html?thread=874112#cmt874112">Chance<br /></a>Day 8: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/74943.html?thread=876735#cmt876735">Breathe<br /></a>Day 9: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/75076.html?thread=891460#cmt891460">Glitter<br /></a>Day 10: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/75693.html?thread=900269#cmt900269">Epopt<br /></a>Day 11: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/76128.html?thread=905568#cmt905568">Stolen<br /></a>Day 12: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/76520.html?thread=914920#cmt914920">Empty House<br /></a>Day 13: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/76648.html?thread=920936#cmt920936">Butterfly<br /></a>Day 14: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/77276.html?thread=922844#cmt922844">Rise</a><br />Day 15: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/77433.html?thread=935545#cmt935545">"I can make it disappear"</a><br />Day 16: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/77581.html?thread=945165#cmt945165">Socks<br /></a>Day 17: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/78031.html?thread=952271#cmt952271">Vacuum</a><br />Day 18: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/78266.html?thread=957882#cmt957882">Xenagogue</a><br />Day 19: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/78709.html?thread=963701#cmt963701">Smudge<br /></a>Day 20: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/78915.html?thread=964931#cmt964931">On a scale of 1 to 10<br /></a>Day 21: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/79270.html?thread=975782#cmt975782">Good Luck Charm</a><br />Day 22: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/79373.html?thread=988173#cmt988173">Wish<br /></a>Day 23: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/79885.html?thread=992525#cmt992525"><img width="100" height="75" src="http://luna.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/07/10/burnletter.jpg" alt="" /></a><br />Day 24: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/80368.html?thread=998896#cmt998896">Marie Digby, <i>Beauty in Walking Away</i></a><br />Day 25: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/80397.html?thread=1002765#cmt1002765">Fireworks<br /></a>Day 26: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/81119.html?thread=1008351#cmt1008351">Key</a><br />Day 27: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/81348.html?thread=1026756#cmt1026756">"Let me talk to her"</a><br />Day 28: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/81885.html?thread=1034973#cmt1034973">Sciaphobia</a><br /> Day 29: <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/81990.html?thread=1043270#cmt1043270">Light<br /></a>Day 30 : <a href="http://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/82300.html?thread=1048188#cmt1048188"><img width="100" height="100" src="http://tyhsonbanighen.ca/wp/wp-content/images/ipad-wallpaper-rainbow-cloud.jpg" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=4698" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:4367I'm the last fan standing!2013-02-05T07:42:14Z2013-02-05T07:42:14ZMelanie Martinez- "Cough Syrup"accomplishedpublic04 lovely ladies and myself managed to hang in there and write a drabble everyday for the month of January over at <br /><span style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='https://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png' alt='[community profile] ' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/'><b>kakasaku</b></a></span> . Congrats everyone!<br /><br /><img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/Lythis/jpopprincesswinner_zpsce9fe450.png" alt="" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=4367" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:4193Online shopping. Yay!2013-01-07T08:30:47Z2013-01-07T08:30:47Zbouncypublic0I just bought my dress for my rehearsal dinner! So in love!<br /><br /><img src="http://productshots0.modcloth.com/productshots/0123/7422/3fc65758fa9c7fdd1d1e77ed9af57f71.jpg?1356561160" alt="" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=4193" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:3892New Sexy Ficlet2012-11-01T16:20:44Z2012-11-01T16:26:14ZIngrid Michaelson- "You and I"anxiouspublic0Here is my entry for the sexy contest happening over at <span style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='https://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/profile'><img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png' alt='[community profile] ' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='https://kakasaku.dreamwidth.org/'><b>kakasaku</b></a></span>. Make sure you check out all the entries and vote people!<br /><br />Title: Dark Desires<br />Rating: M<br />Spoilers: None<br />Warnings: Graphic sex/getting naughty in public<br /><br />http://archiveofourown.org/works/551595?view_adult=true<br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=3892" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:3595Images2012-10-29T16:00:00Z2012-10-29T16:00:00ZFrou Frou- "Let Go"Wistfulpublic0Since 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 :(<br /><br /><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MB_ohNoz97A/T7_TdSMt08I/AAAAAAAAEo0/eYm2hWg1vJU/s1600/542172_10150853744274319_210242524318_12019166_1847774129_n.jpg" alt="" /><br /><br /><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xM4p0ATnhSg/T7_S-U4mvWI/AAAAAAAAEmc/gDciQbA1nRM/s1600/319735_10150885771824319_210242524318_12089956_522834817_n.jpg" alt="" />\<br /><br /><img src="http://media-cache-ec3.pinterest.com/upload/281404676687769684_hoEAB9uo.jpg" alt="" /><br /><br /><img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/5347/sofiaboutellag.jpg" alt="" /><br /><br /><img src="http://www.danceinforma.com/magazine/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/Tzu-Chao-Chou-The-Australian-Ballet-photo-Justin-Smith2.jpg" alt="" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=3595" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:3513New Fic2012-06-14T05:48:20Z2012-06-14T05:48:20Zblankpublic0Here's a little ficlet I tried to post on aff but due to technical complications I no longer have access to my account :( I guess I'll just be posting on my journals for a while.<br /><br />Title: The Side Mission<br />Pairin: Kaka/Saku<br />Spoilers: None<br />Warnings: Graphic smut and steamy sex. Super NSFW<br /><br /> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://j-pop-princess.dreamwidth.org/3513.html#cutid1">Clicky for ficcy</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=3513" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:3181May Flowers Contest Entry2012-05-26T19:32:55Z2012-05-26T19:32:55Zaccomplishedpublic4Hi Dreamwidth. Sorry for neglecting you. But the good news is that I'm posting my entry for May Flowers contest. It's unbetaed because I started it yesterday and finished it 5 minutes ago. I'm a professional procrastinator.<br /><br />Title: Good News<br />Rating: M<br />Warnings: Brief Smut<br /> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p><span class="cut-wrapper"><span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"></span><b class="cut-open">( </b><b class="cut-text"><a href="https://j-pop-princess.dreamwidth.org/3181.html#cutid1">Story Under Cut</a></b><b class="cut-close"> )</b></span><div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"></div><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=3181" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:2858Fruity!2012-02-17T18:56:54Z2012-02-17T18:56:54ZTaylor Swift- "Speak Now"lazypublic0Found 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!<br /><br /><img src="http://img0.etsystatic.com/il_570xN.309861384.jpg" alt="" /><br /><img src="http://img2.etsystatic.com/il_570xN.288186078.jpg" alt="" /><br /><img src="http://img2.etsystatic.com/il_570xN.309868938.jpg" alt="" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=2858" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:2588Alexander Mcqueen, I love you.2012-01-17T06:03:43Z2012-01-17T06:03:43Zsorepublic0This 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.<br /><img src="http://www.anothermag.com/filestorage/50/9/59265.jpg" alt="" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=2588" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:2498Drabble - We Three2012-01-10T20:27:14Z2012-01-10T20:27:14ZSpoon- "Vittorio E"hornypublic0Title: We Three<br />Series: Naruto<br />Pairing: Kaka/Saku<br />Rating: M (NSFW)<br />Prompt: wtf<br />I had a lot of fun with this one :)<br /><br /> <p class="MsoNormal">“Kakashi, what the fuck is going on?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Sakura had emerged from the bathroom, dressed in a sexy black baby doll and matching thong. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>She had expected Kakashi to be waiting for her, but what she hadn’t expected was <i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal">two</i> Kakashis standing there.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“I thought we’d try something new,” he said with a smirk, exchanging glances with his conjured shadow clone.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Sakura looked back and forth from one figure to the next. She couldn’t even tell which one was her actual lover.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Well, you thought wrong,” she huffed, angry that she had been looking forward to a romantic night and he had ruined it with a debauched kink. “I knew you were a pervert, Kakashi, but this is just…wrong!”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">She intended to stomp back into the bathroom, throw on some sweats and go straight to bed while Kakashi slept on the couch, but someone caught her hand and stopped her. She turned to find yet another Copy nin.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Three of you? Seriously?” she spat, turning to the other two.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Now Sakura,” said the one holding her. “I don’t think you’re giving this a fair chance. You just might like it.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">He pulled her close and began trailing kisses up the side of her neck to her lips. Clone or not, Sakura was reminded of what an amazing kisser her lover was. She was so distracted, she forgot to fight him.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">While she was occupied, another came up behind her and placed sensual kisses on the back of her neck, just the way she liked it, while reaching around to gently knead her breasts through the silky material o her baby doll. The third must have crouched down by her feet and began kissing up the outside of her thigh while warm fingers skimmed the border of her satin panties. All too quickly, Sakura found herself overwhelmed in delicious sensations and was rapidly losing the will to resist.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“See? This isn’t so bad,” murmured the one currently pinching tightened nipples.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Sakura made a small sound in the back of her throat as the one kissing her sucked on her tongue in a way that made her shiver. In only a few short moments, they had set her body on fire and now she ached for them.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Her body arched responsively as a finger traced her slit through her thong, and the dark chuckle confirmed that he found that she was already wet for him.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">The Kakashi in from of her ended the kiss, pulling away to regard her with a smirk.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“What do you say we give this a try, hmm?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Sakura didn’t even bother responding. She simply pushed him backwards toward the bed.</p> <br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=2498" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:2162Drabble #42012-01-06T19:21:47Z2012-01-06T19:21:47ZThursday- "In Transmission"coldpublic0Title:Technical Terms<br />Written for the KakaSaku com.<br /><br /> <p class="MsoNormal">“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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“You had some boo boos but they’re healing up nicely.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Boo boos?” Kakashi said with a smile. Is that the technical term?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“No, the technical term is that you have extensive superficial lacerations and contusions, but most people don’t want technical terms for everything.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Kakashi rolled his one visible eye. “I’m sure not everything actually has a technical term, Sakura. Take sex for instance. It-“</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Fornicating, copulating, coitus. I could go on.” Sakura said before Kakashi could even finish his sentence.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“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.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Or at least that’s what he thought until Sakura returned ten minutes later with a large leather-bound dictionary.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Kakashi grumbled as Sakura thrust the open book in his face.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Here,” she said, pointing to a specific word. “Read this.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Krukolibidinous,” he read incredulously. “The act of staring at someone’s crotch.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Sakura shut the book with a snap.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“You should be healed enough to leave the hospital tomorrow. I’m free for dinner tomorrow night. Is it a date?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>“Fine,” Kakashi groaned, sinking back against the pillows. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">As she sauntered out of the room, Kakashi reminded himself never to make intellectual bets with the book-smart women.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=2162" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:2026Very cute video!2012-01-06T08:14:13Z2012-01-06T08:14:13Zhappypublic0Stumble Upon had led me to another internet gem. This video almost made me cry!<br /><br /><iframe height="225" frameborder="0" width="400" allowfullscreen="" mozallowfullscreen="" webkitallowfullscreen="" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/24975340?portrait=0"></iframe><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/24975340">Zero</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/zealouscreative">Zealous Creative</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=2026" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:1618Pic of the day2012-01-05T18:44:59Z2012-01-05T18:44:59ZThe Sounds- "Dance With Me"mellowpublic0For Portal fans<br /><br /><img src="http://epicfailwin.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/Portal-Christmas.jpg" alt="" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=1618" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:1291Drabble #32012-01-05T18:36:56Z2012-01-05T18:36:56ZThe National- "Mansions On The Hill"sorepublic0First Kiss<br /><br /> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Kakashi, is kissing as great in real life as it is in your books?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“It depends who you’re kissing,” he said mildly.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Oh, well…what’s it like?” she asked, cheeks reddening slightly.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Why Sakura Haruno, could it be that you have never experience it for yourself?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">His tone was teasing and she immediately regretted saying anything at all.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Just forget about it,” she snapped, returning to oiling her weapons in front of the small fire flickering in the fireplace.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Sakura started. Not only was his tone suggestive, <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>but he had actually remembered her birthday. She hadn’t told anyone about it this year.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">She looked up to find him leaning in his masked mouth dangerously close to hers.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“But it’s not my birthday yet.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“It’s 12:04 am,” he replied. “You’ve ben eighteen for four whole minutes, which makes this perfectly legal.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Well, was it like in the books?” he asked smugly.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=1291" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:1030Drabble #22012-01-04T04:01:27Z2012-01-04T04:01:27ZSteropony- "Hitohira no Hanabira"dorkypublic0Another drabble.<br /><br />Her Oldest Friend<br /><br /> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=1030" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:770j_pop_princess @ 2012-01-03T11:19:002012-01-03T19:21:29Z2012-01-03T19:21:29Zamusedpublic0 <p class="MsoNormal">Here's a little drabble I wrote for the Kaka/Saku DW com.<br />Prompt: Oo la la<br /><br />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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“I’m a ninja,” he replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">When they arrived at the party at the Hyuuga estate, Hinata greeted them at the main gate.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Kakashi , you’re a ninja! How…creative,” she said with a timid smile. “And Sakura, what are you supposed to be?’</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Kakashi helpfully chimed in. “She’s a can can girl!”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">He looked over meaningfully and nodded his head. It was time for the catch phrase.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Oo la la,” Sakura said through gritted teeth, her fist twitching as it longed to punch the dirty old man.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">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?</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Tonight was going to be the longest New Year’s ever.</p><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=770" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:608j_pop_princess @ 2011-12-12T14:09:002011-12-12T22:11:29Z2011-12-12T22:11:29Zpublic0Since my LJ is where I post most of my fanfiction, this is where I will post funny little things from the internet.<br /><br /><br /><img src="http://ahelicoptermom.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/pleated-dash-jeans.com-fire-pj.png" alt="" /><br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=608" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> commentstag:dreamwidth.org,2011-11-06:1101618:372Hello World2011-11-06T18:01:52Z2011-11-06T18:01:52ZTeam Sleep- "The Passportal"accomplishedpublic0Greetings Dreamwidth! I have finally made an account here. Yay me.<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=j_pop_princess&ditemid=372" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments