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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 16:28:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fashion Icons</title>
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  <description>HELLYEAH I BRING YOU THEM FASHION ICONS&lt;br /&gt;they&apos;re from the &apos;&apos;Here Comes The Sun&apos;&apos; photoshoot by Sasha Pivovarova. &amp;lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/fashionicon1.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/fashionicon2.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/fashionicon3.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/fashionicon4.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/fashionicon5.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/fashionicon6.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you use, please credit. ;D&lt;br /&gt;no alterations of any sorts, thank you :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2008 20:58:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>``everybody line up~</title>
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  <description>LONGTIMENOSEE.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like making a new layout after &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_aoineko&apos; lj:user=&apos;aoineko&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://aoineko.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://aoineko.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;aoineko&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&apos;s Sasha layout made me feel like crap. &lt;br /&gt;MY LAYOUT ALSO FEATURES SASHA. haahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;and mainly, it&apos;s focused on fashion. &apos;cause it&apos;s one of the many things i like. &lt;br /&gt;kthxbai.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 20 Jul 2008 21:47:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Blair App &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3</title>
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  <description>So. This is my application for Blair, kthx. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;``keep me safe inside~&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; Full Name:&lt;/b&gt; Blair Cornelia Waldorf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Age:&lt;/b&gt; 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;School:&lt;/b&gt; Constance Billard School for Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Appearance:&lt;/b&gt; Blair stands at about 1.65m, five meters away from usual model length. She has dark brown hair and caramel brown, shiny eyes that contrast her tanned, smooth skin. Her perfect white teeth are covered by her smooth, soft, light red lips, which she usually likes to color red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has a slim body, which lets her ratherly average rack stand out, even though that isn&apos;t her only standing characteristic. She has smooth, long and beautiful legs which she usually covers with black tights, even though she braves herself and uses short dresses at times. Her arms are average-sized and kind of skinny, but they link with her beautiful, small soft hands, which carry a ring her mother gave to Blair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has a very round, yet strong jaw, small cheeks with are usually covered with light pink blush, her nose is just about perfect, it curves upwards a little bit, which adds a personal touch. Her eyes are ratherly small, covered by beautiful long eyelashes, which lay below her small eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blair enjoys wearing dresses which compliment her legs,  yet don&apos;t show too much. Her style is a mix of vintage and modern, which makes it unique. She mixes black tights with most outfits, and is a vivid fan of classy, dark colors, opposite to vividly bright tones. According to her, the color that favors her the most is dark cerulean blue, while the one that looks the worst on her is light lilac. She enjoys using skirts, and is rarely seen wearing jeans, given her long legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blair2.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/blair2.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/?action=view&amp;amp;current=blair3.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/blair3.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family&lt;/b&gt;: Mother: Eleanor Waldorf, ?, fashion designer&lt;br /&gt;Father: Harold Waldorf, ?, host&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;History:&lt;/b&gt; Blair Cornelia Waldorf was born on November 17, 1990, to parents Eleanor Waldorf, a recognized fashion designer and Harold Waldorf, an event host. She was born at Manhattan, in New York City, on a Tuesday evening, at about 11:30 PM. Since then, she has been living on a townhouse in the Upper East Side of New York. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, seeing young Blair with her parents was an unusual sighting, given that they paid more attention to their occupations than to her job. She usually was left with a nanny to take care of her, but it wasn&apos;t what Blair wanted. She wanted to be with mom and dad and have fun together, but they barely granted her so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that her parents rarely spent time with her made her sort of a strong woman. As she grew up, she began to have a certain power among her classmates, which made her feel comfortable, but she knew she wouldn&apos;t get over her parents. She controlled her friends so she could get anything she wanted, perhaps the reason of her behavior during the years to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During first grade, Blair met Nate Archibald, a sweet, little golden boy who was later to become her boyfriend. Even though during the first years it wasn&apos;t a serious relationship because of their young age, Blair made sure it did get serious on the following years, while it became a stronger bond between the two of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On kindergarden, Blair met Serena van der Woodsen, a kind, beautiful girl which became her best friend. Their friendship was really close and she became one of the few people Blair considered trustworthy, and didn&apos;t even try to manipulate. They used to play together and talk about boys and dolls and stuff, which allowed Blair to open her heart to Serena, and let her know what she really felt like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Blair, the fact that she was the leader of a little group which consisted of Serena, Kati Farkas and Isabel Coates among other girls was really good, but she didn&apos;t consider it was worth it. However, after other people tried to take her spot away, she started to take her spot seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During freshman year, she found out that Nate really was the one for her, which intensified her feelings, up to the point of talking about marriage and other stuff. However, Nate freaked out about how Blair practically had their entire lives set, and decided to end the relationship for a small time. A few months later, however, they got together again, even though Nate felt it wasn&apos;t the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During their sophomore year, Serena left for boarding school without telling her the reason of her departure, which opened a little wound on her. However, it became bigger when after a few months, Serena hadn&apos;t written or anything. It was as if she had disappeared off the map, never to be found, even though she needed her. She tried to find the support on Nate, even though he could barely give it to her, which marked the beginning of their on-off relationship. A year later, however, Serena returned, proven to be the complete opposite of what she was before leaving for boarding school. Now, she was pretty serious about things and wasn&apos;t so much of a party girl, and she obviously was more beautiful. However, once she came back to Blair, she refused to take her back as her best friend. After all, Blair was left alone with no one to trust, and with an ever-growing issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the time of Serena&apos;s absence, Blair began to develop a serious case of bulimia, which was affecting her in major ways. She used to purge herself whenever she was sad, after eating huge amounts of food. Then, it kind of became a habit of hers. A bad habit. She was sent to rehabilitation, and she agreed with the decision, but it didn&apos;t help at all. What it did was it strengthened her problem. After finding out about her parents&apos; divorce, and that Harold was gay, she was left in her sorrow, and just began purging herself once again. Things got better in time, but it wasn&apos;t the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading a letter she had written to Serena, she had decided that she would forgive her, and she did. Serena was really happy about this and everything, but then, during a dinner with her parents and Nate, she found out the worse. Prior to having sex with Nate, he admitted that he had had sex with Serena on the Sheppard wedding, while he was Blair&apos;s companion. This left Blair with a huge pain and a big grudge against Serena. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though, someone was apparently stealing Blair&apos;s spotlight. Jenny Humphrey, Dan&apos;s little sister. She was trying her best, but Blair wasn&apos;t going to let that happen. She abused her and made her do stuff she didn&apos;t want to, just to culminate with letting her group know she had stolen a dress from one of her friends&apos; mothers. Then, after Jenny gave up, she was annoyed, but just lived with it like if nothing had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, things weren&apos;t any better with Nate. His father was forcing him to marry Blair in order to be Eleanor&apos;s partner on her business, and even though he refused to, he gave in, later to find out about his father&apos;s drug addiction. Blair expected him to come to her, but he didn&apos;t, which was the reason of another break-up. Left in tears, she was picked up by Chuck Bass in his limosine. Blair lost her virginity to Chuck on the same night, and a small relationship began to develop between them. However, Nate came back and she forgave him, until Vanessa had footage of Blair and Chuck together. Chuck threatened Blair with telling Nate about them if she ever talked to him again, which happened, with both gentlemen fighting as a result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena tried to help her, and she did, but Blair wasn&apos;t so sure she could forgive. However, on the long run she did, after finding out the true motives of Serena&apos;s departure. Even though it wasn&apos;t her fault, Serena had the idea of having killed Pete with Georgina that night. She helped her with all the Georgie issue and ended up sending her to a reformatory school for girls, with the support of Georgina&apos;s parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though she knew it wasn&apos;t going to work, she agreed to go on a trip with Chuck, just to be dumped before leaving. However, she left with the pilot, just to return during their Hamptons vacations. There, she found a random guy just to make Chuck jealous, and it didn&apos;t work. Chuck was too busy with other girls like to notice her, which meant she had to work way harder. Also, Nate was trying to keep himself away from her, now that he had a new relationship. Serena was getting back with Dan, and even though Blair despised him, she had to suck it up for her best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, summer&apos;s over and Blair has her mind fixed on two things: Yale, and getting Nate back. She knows it&apos;s going to be a hard fight after all they&apos;ve been through, but she&apos;s definitely not giving up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Likes: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Audrey Hepburn&lt;br /&gt;--Breakfast at Tiffany&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;--Being the center of attention&lt;br /&gt;--Shopping&lt;br /&gt;--The beach&lt;br /&gt;--A day at the spa&lt;br /&gt;--Martinis&lt;br /&gt;--Lounge music&lt;br /&gt;--Dresses&lt;br /&gt;--Guy-sighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dislikes: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Gossip Girl&lt;br /&gt;--Stalkers&lt;br /&gt;--People taking her attention&lt;br /&gt;--Her mother&apos;s divorce&lt;br /&gt;--Her father&apos;s new boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;--Looking disgusting&lt;br /&gt;--Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Personality:&lt;/b&gt; Blair is a very confident girl, who is determined to struggle for what she wants. She is the type of person that expects to have everything she wants served on a silver platter. If she doesn&apos;t, she&apos;ll surely make a big fuss about it, then just forget it, on certain cases. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of her personality with other people, she is very manipulative and holds a spot of power in society. She talks her friends into doing stuff they normally wouldn&apos;t, just to prove their loyalty towards her. She usually determines friends by money, which was the case of all her current friends with the exception of Serena. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relationship with her parents isn&apos;t very good, and she prefers her father over her mother, but doesn&apos;t imagine herself living with him. She absolutely hates the fact her mother has her life planned out, when she already has done it before her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RP Sample:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;{{this isn&apos;t blair, it&apos;s an OC i have on KMCB}}&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How had the mood changed so easily among the van der Woodsens? First it was all exciting and stuff but now he felt real bad about the meeting. After all, seeing Chuck come out of the elevator was the first red flag and now this. Kenneth wasn&apos;t the type of guy that would involve himself into drama just for the love of a girl, but Eric was definitely an exception. Eric was the first guy Ken&apos;s eyes had ever fixed upon, and it felt way better than it could ever feel for a girl. Eric was...special. It would take a very professional writer to describe how Ken felt towards Eric...it was unimaginable. And even though people would criticize the age difference and everything else, Ken didn&apos;t give a fuck. He loved Eric, no matter what the situation was, and he would never stop loving him. So now was the time to stand up for himself and give his point to Eric&apos;s family that he loved him. Ken&apos;s blue eyes were getting to the point of becoming teary, the scenario was too sad and heartwarming, even though he couldn&apos;t see the love of his life suffering, nor did he want it to happen ever again. He was going to do everything and anything it taked to have Eric with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, once threatened by Chuck, his hopes slightly fell down, and fear rised upon him. He knew that Bass wasn&apos;t a guy to joke with, if he meant something, he was serious to it. It was now a die/die situation, given that Chuck was threatening to ruin his life and else, but he indeed sounded very serious. Ken didn&apos;t know how to react to him, &apos;cause he had gotten those threats before from other people and hadn&apos;t taken them seriously, but given Chuck&apos;s reputation, it was impossible to avoid giving it importance. Then, after fear, came insulting. Kenneth didn&apos;t think of Eric as any of the things mentioned by Chuck. They had met in a chatroom and he was interested on Chuck, but that was before he met Eric on the park for the second time, and before anything had happened between them, so the fault for the adultering case was shared among both gentlemen. After all, it all sounded like Chuck just was trying to play with Eric&apos;s mind to make him think that Ken was too old and wasn&apos;t right for him. However, Ken was sure he was going to overpower the mind controlling from Bass&apos;s side and get Eric to understand that he truly loved him. More than he had ever loved anything in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the third strike had come up. Serena. He knew she was really defensive upon her younger brother, and it was something to expect, given the lack of a motherly figure on the family, someone had to take the job. She didn&apos;t seem angry at watching the guy who her brother was falling in love for, she seemed angry at the whole pointless discussion that was going on in front of her eyes. If Serena didn&apos;t get anything of what was going on, she was in all her right to do so, given that not even Ken understood why the attacks from Chuck&apos;s part were happening. However, once she saw him, he just could smile. Then, he heard Eric trying to finish the sentence &quot;my boyfriend,&quot; which was already looking complicated enough for him. Why was he lacking the trust to tell Serena this? Why was he afraid? Did he actually believe that Ken didn&apos;t love him? Well, he sure had to change that, &apos;cause he did. And a fucking lot. &quot;Your what?&quot;, he heard Serena say with a daring tone which made Ken grab bravery to walk towards Eric and once reaching him, softly gripping his hair and letting their lips meet again for a quick kiss. It wasn&apos;t as passionate as the one that had occured in the park, but it transmitted all of Kenneth&apos;s love to Eric. Then, after the light kiss had happened, he said, &quot;I&apos;m his boyfriend, Serena. Nice to meet you. And Chuck, believe me. There&apos;s nothing I wouldn&apos;t do for your step-brother, he&apos;s the thing I&apos;ve loved the most during my entire life, and even though people might trash us because of the difference on our ages, I love him for a reason, and it&apos;s because he&apos;s not a kid, he&apos;s a gentleman. He doesn&apos;t act like he&apos;s 16, bragging about his family&apos;s money or doing stupid stuff other kids would do. No. He instead acts like a brave person that stands up for himself and fights against his fears just to reach the things that he loves. And I&apos;m doing the same for him. And I always will. Eric, I love you. And I mean it. There&apos;s nothing better to make my day than seeing a smile on your face, and it makes me feel wonderful about it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;{{as eric vdw♥♥}}&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The awkward silence that reigned the room was annoying him. But his desperation to know what his surprise was iced the cake up. What was his surprise? Was it something, someone? Would his surprise cause symbolical impact on him? He didn&apos;t know, but what he was aware of was that Serena was enjoying every second of this. He could see her shit-eating grin, those beautiful white teeth of hers flashing through her smile, and all he could do was think to himself, fuck. He was really nervous now, and wondered what would happen if he didn&apos;t like his surprise as much as Serena expected him to. He would probably end up faking happiness but with sadness reigning over his subconscious. But, he knew that if Serena meant a surprise, he was going to get it just like that. He knew he would end up smiling and jumping all around the place screaming like a five year old kid, &apos;cause Serena was good like that. She always knew what made his brother happy, and whatever it was that he was going to get today, would accomplish her objective. For a brief moment, Eric&apos;s mind was occupied by so much more than the fact that he was staying with Serena and Chuck an entire weekend, it had become all about his surprise. And until he got it, he wasn&apos;t going to change subject. There he was, sitting on the couch of his sister&apos;s apartment, waiting like a kid for Santa to bring him his gift. And once the door was knocked upon and Serena had mentioned his surprise had arrived, he knew that Santa was already here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He let Serena open the door; after all, it was her apartment. Eric didn&apos;t want to look yet, but once he heard the older van der Woodsen tell the person in front of her, &apos;&apos;Thanks for coming,&apos;&apos; he knew that something was scratched off the list. It was just what he expected. Someone. He blinked as his head turned around to see who it was. He was left dumbfounded when his eyes met the gaze of someone he loved. That of the best fucking gift Serena could ever give him. The fact that Serena had actually asked Ken to come, the fact that she had even talked to him after what had happened on their suite was fucking unbelievable. Serena had seriously surpassed her limits. Eric would&apos;ve never guess it was him. And so he got up the couch, levering himself, while he practically screamed, &quot;My god, Serena! I can&apos;t believe this!&quot; He had the biggest grin he had ever sported in his entire lifetime. He ran and hugged Serena. No, scratch that, he pounced his older sister. This was hard to fall for, really. &quot;Is this some kind of dream where my sister and my boyfriend get along?&quot; He let out a small laugh as he slowly approached the object of his desire, all that he had ever wanted. His arms wrapped themselves against his neck, resting on his shoulders, while his hands ruffled his brunette, messy hair. It was soft and beautiful. Ken smelled really well, proof that he actually had gotten himself ready so Eric would be happy. &quot;Hello there, sexy.&quot; He hugged him, and then fullfilled his desire in that very moment. He needed to have another taste of those lustful, red lips of his, and nothing was going to get in the middle of it. He got closer as his grin got lost for something better: love. It was just a short kiss, Serena was right in front of them and he didn&apos;t want to do anything awkward. After their lips had been separated, he glanced below Ken&apos;s legs and saw a ratherly large teddy bear, wrapped around heart paper, with bows and balloons and candies and stuff. &quot;Is this for me?&quot; Fuck yeah. Of course it was his. So he just pounced around the place and hugged Ken as his velvet lips kissed his cheek. It felt so well, he liked Ken&apos;s facial hair. It felt recently trimmed and Eric liked that. Then, his mouth approached his ears and whispered, &quot;I love you, Ken.&quot; But then, he noticed something else. There was three food packagings. &quot;Oh, you brought us food too? Wow, Kenneth Alexander Cole, you&apos;re really making an effort for me, aren&apos;t you?&quot; He let out a smile, and looked over at Serena, who was actually smiling. Mission accomplished, Serena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i love you alice ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 17:37:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>``another new layout~</title>
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  <description>Since I can&apos;t get enough comfort by one layout, I decided that I &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; to change it.&lt;br /&gt;The new layout features the Gossip Girl cast, and most of the things were made by me, except the base layout and coding and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;It also happens to share a name with the third Gossip Girl book, All I Want is Everything.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like it!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Jul 2008 01:29:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>``give it to me~</title>
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  <description>&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/giveittome.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blair had told her driver to take her explicitly to Butter, the place where they had agreed to meet on. It was a classy spot and even though Gossip Girl always had someone tipping her from the restaurant, she knew that she wouldn&apos;t be a headline tonight. It was going to be perfect, she and Nate would look gorgeous and everyone would be jealous of them, they&apos;d have the spotlight. Blair didn&apos;t know when she had become so crazy in love for Nate, but all she knew was that she didn&apos;t want that feeling to stop. She had had strong feelings for him since she was a little girl, but today, for example, she felt wild for him. If he gave her the priviledge of going to bed with her, it would probably be the best sexual intercourse that had ever happened in the life of Nathaniel Fitzwilliam Archibald, and the best that will ever happen. Sex with Chuck had been okay, but it wasn&apos;t the same as sex with Nate. He was so delicate, yet so manly, he could make her moan just by looking at her. He really was careful with her, but she made her feel safe, she didn&apos;t have the feeling of him being too rough or just dating her for the sex, no, scratch that. It wasn&apos;t sex, it was &lt;i&gt;love.&lt;/i&gt; And there she was, sitting on the back of her limo, staring out the window at all the moving cars, feeling like Butter was miles away, but it wasn&apos;t. In fact, she had already arrived. She got out of the car, grabbing her purse and stepping on the sidewalk, walking with such style, it reflected how glamorous she was. She approached the entrance, as the doorman opened it, and she walked in, closing herself towards the reservation area, where she was asked if she had any. &lt;b&gt;&quot;Waldorf, table for two,&quot;&lt;/b&gt; she stated, while she moved her brunette bangs, which were covering her gorgeous brown eyes. Then, she followed Betty, their waitress for the night, up to her table, and she took a seat, while grabbing her cellphone, in order to text Nate. Perfect, everyone was looking at her. Would they still stare at her once Nate arrived? Probably.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Nate didn&apos;t feel like he had to rush his shower in order to meet Blair at Butter, he was going to take it easy. He wanted to relax in the process, to feel good. He was pretty much an aromatherapy freak, so he had taken his time to look around all New York City, even down Brooklyn, for aromatherapy soaps and shampoos and everything. Just so he could take the pleasure and the relaxation home, so he could feel at a spa even when he was on the shower. He didn&apos;t enjoy taking a bath, it was too stressing, didn&apos;t relax him, and he, during the last weeks, had become suddenly some kind of climatic-aware person and thought that it wasted too much water, and global warming and other things would happen. Even though it was pure bullshit to him, he compelled to his thoughts and avoided such acts. His hands reached for the shampoo bottle, which had the essence of flowers and fruits, and poured some of the slick substance onto his hands, which then rubbed it against his soft, beautiful brown hair, forming big amounts of foam, some of which rested on the boy&apos;s head, other that fell to the floor and was drained away by the water. He then played with his damp hair, covered with foam that let out a scent that made him want to breathe even more. The odor was delicious, and Nate sure loved it. Then, he lowered his head so it could be rushed upon by the warm water, as the foam scrubbed away, and the remains passed through his face, his chest, his arms, and his legs, trailing until they reached the floor. His left hand approached the soap while his right one swiftly moved around his hair, letting all excess of water out of his hair. It now looked messy and damp, and smelled very good, just the way he liked it. Once he had the soap in his hands, he reached for a soft sponge/scrub, and rubbed the bergamot soap against it, producing massive amounts of foam, which he then smothered around his body. He stepped away from the shower and smeared the sponge all around his muscular body. It felt so soft and silky against him, it reminded him of Blair&apos;s smooth hands playing with his chest, gripping his abs in certain times, leaving marks that casually turned him on...but if he kept on thinking in that, he sure was going to be very aroused, which would end up being an embarrassing occasion. The sponge then went around his legs, foaming them as well, just to return to those muscular, ripped abs that formed on his stomach, using strength against them in order to enjoy the feeling the sponge gave to his body. He then continued to scrub his upper torso, moving the sponge up to his chest, those ripped pectorals he had thanks to working out so much, that Blair loved playing with. He washed his way through them, softly moaning at how the sponge felt against his brown, rock hard nipples, as he just moved on to another spot. He washed his neck, his oh so delicate neck, which had so many pleasure spots for him. He softly carried the sponge through his collarbone, carefully tracing it towards his Adam&apos;s apple, which Blair casually enjoyed sucking and nipping on, and up to the spot where his jaw met his neck, which the center of his pleasure spots, and he let small, yet loud grunts, saying Blair&apos;s name, as if she actually was there. Wow, this was weird. He was about to orgasm due to a sponge, and without even touching himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these thoughts were disrupted once the bronze door handle was moved and the door to the rather large bathroom was opened, and there was obviousness on who had done it. &lt;b&gt;&quot;Wow, Chuck, I didn&apos;t know you actually wanted to have sex with me.&quot;&lt;/b&gt; He let a soft snicker as his partial roommate approached the handwasher, and grabbed his razor, as he stated, &lt;b&gt;&quot;Well, I&apos;m known for my preference towards pointless, selfish, self-centered and ugly women, so you wouldn&apos;t be an exception, Nathaniel.&quot; &lt;/b&gt;Apparently, Chuck was ready to respond to anything Nate would say. &lt;b&gt;&quot;And my disturbance would certainly be disrupted if you just stopped moaning and grunting as if you were fucking yourself, thinking of Blair. Save it for her, man. I don&apos;t think she&apos;d like to know she&apos;s your round two, and that the first one was your hand.&quot; &lt;/b&gt;Nate nervously laughed at the tacky comment from his best friend, even though he knew it wasn&apos;t true. He grabbed a scrubber with a handle and rubbed some soap into it, proceeding to wash his back, arching it as his hand worked on it, softly resting on his shoulders. The water drops falling and smashing against the floor began to sound louder each time, coming from a simple sound to a louder thump inside Nate&apos;s mind. Chuck proceeded to shave in a quick, orderly manner, so to leave Nate alone to himself, perhaps to finish what he had started? &lt;i&gt;&apos;Oh Nate, if you swinged both ways...we could have some fun, just as best friends, now couldn&apos;t we?&apos;&lt;/i&gt; He used to tell that to himself whenever he had the chance and blew it away for respect. He sure thought of Nate as his best friend, but he usually wondered &lt;i&gt;what&lt;/i&gt; awaited under those charming eyes of his. Oh, the curiosity he had. But he couldn&apos;t let it out, because he already knew what was in store for such events happening. Nate would stop talking to him, he&apos;d probably kill him, and things wouldn&apos;t be the same without his best friend. Besides, it was just curiosity, not something defined by Chuck. Or was he like that? was he actually bisexual? Or was it just a little straight/bi-curious fantasy of his to have Nate? He decided for the latter. Once he had finished, he decided to break the silence between them. &lt;b&gt;&quot;So. I wish you luck on your date, make sure to seal the deal and tap that ass, Nathaniel. I&apos;m leaving a copy of the key to the room on the desk, so you don&apos;t have to wake me up in the middle of the night just for me to open up for you. I&apos;ll be back later, around midnight or something. Until then, &lt;i&gt;brother.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Bass exited the room and Nate finished rinsing up, letting his hands tease his wet body, as he closed the running water and reached for a towel. He dried his smooth body, and wrapped it around his waist. Oh, it was going to be a &lt;i&gt;long&lt;/i&gt; night.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Katy Perry- Hot &apos;N&apos; Cold</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2008 23:16:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>``You know you love me~</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/youknowyouloveme.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;``it felt so wrong, it felt so right~&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;``the following is a fanfiction made by Kas, based on the Gossip Girl series and books. I &lt;i&gt;do not&lt;/i&gt; own the series nor the books, just the fanfic. YES, I SHIP BLAIR/NATE AND DAN/SERENA. &amp;lt;3333&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Her brown eyes erradiated power, and she enjoyed it. Blair knew that as long as she and Nate were together, no one could ever take him away from her. Not even Serena, or that Jenny slut, no one would ever top B. She didn&apos;t care what Gossip Girl had to say, or what any person in the entire New York City had as an opinion, no, she didn&apos;t give a shit. All they talked was non-sense, they should probably listen to her instead of listening to the stupid things of everyone else. And there she sat, in front of her room&apos;s mirror, combing her beautiful brown hair as she glared at her ever-remaining beauty. She was wearing a beautiful red Prada dress, which was perfect for the occasion. Dinner with Nate. Why, that was going to be a perfect night, for which she was prepared. She stood up, and exited her room, following towards the elevator that connected the first floor of its building with the beautiful home of the Waldorfs. Her soft, beautiful hands carried her Chanel bag and her cellphone, as her index finger pressed the elevator button. Then, the door closed, and all she did was wait.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nathaniel, Nathaniel! Wake up! As much as I respect your desire for rest and developing beauty, you have a date with Blair, and you know she&apos;ll just enter Godzilla mode if you dare arrive late.&quot; When his eyes attempted to open, which they couldn&apos;t, given that they were really tired after the events of last night, all Nate could see was a particular someone moving him, trying to wake him up. He was already fixed up to go out once again, but he wasn&apos;t. &quot;Okay, Chuck, calm down. I really should fucking stop partying with you, man. You&apos;re just too intense.&quot; He got up and allowed himself to remain sitted on the couch, as Chuck let out a smirk and said, &quot;Well, it wasn&apos;t my fault that you had decided for lots of alcohol and girls. Seriously man, hurry up. You don&apos;t want to make her wait.&quot; And Chuck was indeed right, Blair wouldn&apos;t wait one second for Nate, he had to be there on time. His feet let him get up, as he adjusted his boxers, which had been all he had slept in, and it wasn&apos;t too much of an issue like to worry about. Chuck and Nate were best friends, almost brothers, and they casually lived on Chuck&apos;s suite, so they were used to sleeping with nothing else than boxers and stuff like that. In cases, it was even encouraged. He entered the bathroom and closed the door. Then, he proceeded to rid himself from the sole piece of clothing that covered him, and entered the shower, letting the warm drops of water cover him up and wake him up.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;They had been sitting on his living room for quite a while, talking, waiting for the right minute to get out of the Humphrey loft. He got up and grabbed her coat, approached her and kissed her lips. They were soft, and caressed Dan&apos;s like soft and smooth silk, as he embraced her in his arms, one hand on her hair, softly caressing it. After a minute, the kiss had ended, even though the passion was still there. &quot;I love you, Serena. I have never loved anyone like I&apos;ve loved you.&quot; Serena&apos;s gorgeous blue eyes glittered and her red lips flashed Dan her beautiful smile, a sign of her contempt towards him. &quot;I love you too, Dan.&quot; Then, Serena got closer and they embraced, for a second kiss. This one was more passionate than the other, given that in the following, more biting was involved. Dan was about being driven crazy, and Serena was reaching her objective. They closed the door in front of them and, while mantaining the physical bond between them, laid on the couch, still kissing. His hands were running through her back, and once they reached her smooth shoulders, they pushed her against him, their bodies giving out lust towards each other. Her hands grabbed his brown hair, ruffling it, as she lowered one of her hands towards his neck. Then, she ended the oral contact, but mantained the lust as she kissed her way towards Dan&apos;s neck, kissing it softly and letting her teeth play with his skin. Dan tasted wonderful, as of soap and kiwi. Serena kept on kissing, returning to his lips, while her hands riddened Dan of his shirt. &quot;I don&apos;t think we might need this, now will we?&quot; Dan kept on caressing her body, as he let Serena&apos;s Gucci dress rise, exposing her beautiful body only for his eyes. &quot;I don&apos;t think we&apos;ll need this either.&quot; His lips traced a trail along her stomach, while her nails crippled on his back, as she let out soft moans, while she enjoyed all that was going on. Oh, did she love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <category>gossip girl</category>
  <lj:music>Katy Perry- I Kissed a Girl</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 15:32:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>``about the new layout~</title>
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  <description>Soooo. I found myself a new layout and I like it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU EVER GET TO SEE THIS, PARAMORE, I LOVE YOU MORE THAN I HAVE EVER BLATANTLY LOVED ANY BAND AND MORE THAN I WILL EVER LOVE ONE. You guys rule. &amp;lt;3333 And hayley, I LOVE YOU. :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough loveee. The header was made by me, thank you thank you, and the layout, GUESS WHAT! is a default on Livejournal. Hahhahahahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Until I can figure out how to do them myself! You know you love me.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Kas</description>
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  <lj:music>Leona Lewis- Run</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 14:57:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>And Team Kas Scores a First Victory!</title>
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  <description>Yep, yep, yep. NEWSFLASH! Kas got signature of the month at &lt;a href=&quot;http://z4.invisionfree.com/BleedLikeMe/index.php?&quot;&gt;BleedLikeMe&lt;/a&gt;. It&apos;s a great graphics community with over 2000 members and great artists, along with excellent tutorials and resources!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg246/bettywang26/Awards/Bleed%20Like%20Me/signature-1.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here&apos;s the winner sig:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/LeonaSig.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can&apos;t stand the joy and happiness of knowing that one of my graphics actually won an OTM, given that I suffer from low self-esteem when it comes to graphics. &amp;lt;3 Until next time, much love!</description>
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  <lj:music>Paramore- Born for this</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jul 2008 21:22:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Incredibly First Batch.</title>
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  <description>Yeah, this is indeed my first icon batch, 27 icons in it. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clickie linkie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;.__{&amp;&amp;it will make you crazy&amp;&amp;}__.&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table cellspacing=&quot;5&quot; cellpadding=&quot;6&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt; 001 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt; 002 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt; 003 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/shia4.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/shia3.png&quot; 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&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt; 022 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt; 023 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt; 024 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/kakashi6.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/kakashi5.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/kakashi4.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;3&quot;&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt; 025 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt; 026 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt; 027 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/kakashi3.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/kakashi2.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i320.photobucket.com/albums/nn332/KasxKas/kakashi1.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;3&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Some points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you use it, please credit me by leaving a comment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If it doesn&apos;t have text, it doesn&apos;t mean that you can put it. THEY&apos;RE NOT BASES.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not claim as your own, please. I put up enough work like for people to steal it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Comments are appreciated, thank you :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 23:09:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>.__{&amp;&amp;rihanna sig&amp;&amp;}__.</title>
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  <description>Tutorial on how to make this sig, by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/Ksmfg/Rihannasig.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;.__{&amp;&amp;follow me into the dark&amp;&amp;}__.&quot;&gt;So, we&apos;re going to make something like this today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/Ksmfg/Rihannasig.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start up by opening a 400x150 px canvas and paste your pictures, blend accordingly. If needed, sharpen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/Ksmfg/Tutorial%20stuff/Rihannastep1.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add curves (Layer&amp;gt;New adjustment layer&amp;gt;curves). Input values:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RGB:&lt;/b&gt;dot 1: input 41//output 88 dot 2: input160//output232&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/Ksmfg/Tutorial%20stuff/Rihannastep2.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New color layer, fill with #f6bcce, set to soft light, 52%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/Ksmfg/Tutorial%20stuff/Rihannastep3.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add a channel mixer layer (Layer&amp;gt;New adjustment layer&amp;gt;Channel mixer). Input values:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RED:&lt;/b&gt;128,-40,0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLUE:&lt;/b&gt;-55,60,100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/Ksmfg/Tutorial%20stuff/Rihannastep4.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duplicate your base, drag it on top and set to Luminosity, 50%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/Ksmfg/Tutorial%20stuff/Rihannastep5.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add a selective color(Layer&amp;gt;New adjustment layer&amp;gt;Selective color). Input values:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;REDS:&lt;/b&gt;100,15,29,100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YELLOWS:&lt;/b&gt;-100,40,50,19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHITES:&lt;/b&gt;100,45,40,10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEUTRALS:&lt;/b&gt;19,-10,-16,10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/Ksmfg/Tutorial%20stuff/Rihannastep6.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add this texture by Babliz, set to screen, 100%, and arrange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/Ksmfg/Tutorial%20stuff/large2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/Ksmfg/Tutorial%20stuff/Rihannastep7.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add text. I used two fonts to do mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;font:&lt;/b&gt; ibleum &lt;b&gt;settings: &lt;/b&gt;bold, 20 pt, smooth, -50 tracking, color white. &lt;b&gt;text: &lt;/b&gt;you cut me open and i keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;font:&lt;/b&gt;teutonic#3 &lt;b&gt;settings:&lt;/b&gt;bold, 24 pt, smooth, -100 tracking, color white. &lt;b&gt;text:&lt;/b&gt; bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/Ksmfg/Tutorial%20stuff/Rihannastep8.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add this bird texture by ___ (if you know who&apos;s the owner, please tell so I can credit :), set it to screen,100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/Ksmfg/Tutorial%20stuff/l1-11.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/Ksmfg/Tutorial%20stuff/Rihannastep9.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this texture by .MISPLACEDlove (or so i think, tell me if I&apos;m wrong.) and set it to multiply, 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/Ksmfg/Tutorial%20stuff/l3jb7.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a8/Ksmfg/Tutorial%20stuff/Rihannastep10.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you&apos;re done! Please post your results ♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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