#25447

[leomacgivena]

日本の水産業が衰退しているのは、悪い人間が私利私欲を満たすために、世の中をゆがめているからではありません。業界団体が要求することを、政策に反映し続けた結果として、民主的に衰退しているのです。

勝川 俊雄さんはTwitterを使っています

[ingeniovsarchive-blog]

concerning themes & coding.

Hello, everyone! How are you? I hope you’re all happy and healthy.

So, I’ve been receiving a lot of messages asking me to tweak themes for them/if they can use my themes and I thought I should make a post about it instead of answering each and every person who sent me messages. 

Firstly, thank you for showing interest in my themes and for supporting my work (I mean, I don’t receive anything for making them, haha, so it makes me happy to know you all use the themes and like them). 

My themes are free to the public, so you don’t have to pay for them. If you want me to make a theme for you, I won’t charge anything. HOWEVER, I am extremely busy so I won’t even have time to make them in first place. I’m working on different themes to share with you guys so everyone can use. I have no time to make exclusive themes, I apologize for that. You will have to use your coding skills to adapt it for your muse or ask me for help, I can surely modify the code for you.

Once again, thank you for sending me messages and showing interest in my muse and my themes, I am really flattered and happy to read compliments and positive comments about Myungsoo and my coding. Please keep supporting me! ; v ;

Love,

Vivian (Myungsoo’s mun).

I AM TAGGING EVERYONE WHO SENT ME MESSAGES ABOUT THEMES. I STILL MIGHT MAKE THE THEMES FOR YOU, BUT THE CHANCES ARE VERY SMALL. 

[froggychairkin]

0419kh>ssavatarwan>25447​>yiwxng​

His foot tapped nervously on the floor to the rhythm of his favourite song as his shaky fingers tried their best to apply make up to the fresh bruise that sat upon his cheek, hissing and wincing at every touch. He didn’t want to have to cover it up, but he didn’t want to cause his manager trouble on the first day of meeting him, so he did as he was told. He’d been in the BB building for three hours now, waiting for his bandmates to come so he could meet them all formally and he was running out of things to do in the small room. He’d applied his cover up four times, restyled his hair and almost smoked through the entire pack of cigarettes he bought on the way here.

Feeling the boredom hit him hard once more he cracked open the window again, lighting up his eighth cigarette as he leaned carelessly out the window, his hood half covering his bright hair as he peered down at the 5-6 people outside, noonas with giant cameras and girls that couldn’t have been much younger than him standing around with their cell phones in their hands, all talking amongst each other. He sighed heavily as he continued to watch the girls, carelessly only blowing half the smoke out of the window as he did so.

The room was filled with the sound of a duck quacking as his phone rang, his hand instantly firing into his pocket and answering it with haste as he pulled it up to his ear, not even getting to say a word as his managers stressed voice bellowed down the phone alerting him that they were close so he should be ready. Tarrin just sighed and hung up, he’d been ready for long enough now, if anything he was more aggravated than nervous, weren’t these people supposed to be professionals? How come the newbie to the industry could be on time but the rest of the band couldn’t? He let out a loud groan and continued to watch out the window for the car to pull up, his arm on the window ledge and his head resting against the arm.

He’d caught himself in a day dream and was pulled out by the sound of a girls scream, instantly dropping the lit cigarette out the window as he did so, “Fuck...” he cursed under his breath, his eyes falling on the dark clothed males getting closer to the building. His nervous returned and took over all of his anger, his eyes stared down at them with wide eyes before jumping backwards, not wanting them to think he had been waiting on them so eagerly he stoop up and walked around the room, running his hand through his hair, the mousse in it making his hand feel sticky but he didn’t care, all the stress he’d lost before had just rushed back into him. His heart raced as he paced the room. His head snapped up at the door as he heard the sound of people walking past, why was he so afraid to meet these people? He’d seen them on TV a million times, surely they couldn’t all be as intimidating as the leader? 

He played with his sleeves and stood nervously in the middle of the room as the door opened, his manager signalling for him to walk with him. He quickly followed behind the man, ‘Have you been smoking?’  his wide eyes fell to the floor and he shook his head quickly, “N- no I don’t smoke...” his voice was shaky as he lied. He was lead into a room with a tense atmosphere, his eyes still wide as ever as he looked around at the four familiar faces before looking up at his manager, the mad nodding at him to reassure him. The small male took a deep breath and flashed the others his best smile, hiding all of his nerves as he spoke as clearly as he could, trying his best to hide his accent, “Hello! I’m Tarrin Montri, I’m a 97 liner and I’m from Thailand, so please be patient with me as I’m still not the best at speaking Korean. I’m going to be playing bass with you, please accept me warmly and treat me kindly.” He smiled once more before suddenly remembering what he was told, instantly pressing his palms together and bowing a barely 20º briefly before looking back at his manager, too afraid to look at the older males in front of him.

[yiwxng]

0419kh | ssavatarwan | 25447

      There wasn’t really much they could do after K and Takyua decided to leave the group one right after the other. What could they do? Beg? Kick? Scream? Order them to stay and remain unhappy didn’t exactly seem like the most logical option. Not when the boys had worked so hard with them for four years now. They had to respect their decisions. But it wasn’t like that made them feel any better. Jae felt like he’d failed as a leader, keeping the band together and happy was one of his responsibilities. But he’d been too busy chasing ass and trying to get into the pants of some girl groups that he hadn’t even noticed their own band members were unhappy. He hadn’t noticed that K felt neglected by the older members of the band. He hadn’t noticed that Takyua’s smile had disappeared when he played piano.  

       Still they were in a pretty rough place. Keyboard they could always record separately, most of them knew how to play the piano. But bass was harder. None of them knew how to play, and it was an essential part of a rock sound. So what now? Were they going to be put on hiatus until the company decided what to do with them or found them a replacement? Barely a year old and already loosing members. That had to be some sort of record. They wouldn’t survive a long hiatus. Their fanbase was large but it wasn’t solid yet. Jae sighed as he looked up from his seat on the living room couch of the Second Star dorm over at the other members of his band. His family. His brothers. “It’s alright.” he got out, cracking a signature smirk and he pat Teddy’s back and smiled up at Siwan and Hyunwoo. “We’re going to be fine. Don’t worry about it guys.”