#femke stuff

[tetsunabouquet]

I just read an article by the Guardian that was apparantly written by the Amsterdam mayor, Femke Halsema. To those of you who don't know, Femke Halsema has quite the controversial reputation which includes the fact her husband had a gun he didn't store according to the safety regulations as there are circumstances that the Dutch can own a gun. This led to their 15 year old wiping out the gun in public and acting cool like he was some kind of gangster kid. Now this stupid trollup is whining about how she fears the Netherlands becoming a Narco State and how we have been the focus of global international illegal drug trade in the past ten years... Is this bitch serious?! This just goes to show the stupidity of everyone in power as we've always been a hotspot for the international drug trade. It just grew worse in some ways as the drug market itself became more dangerous and chemical. As I mentioned before, I used to live nearby a drug cartel's HQ growing up and had an innocent person shot on my doorstep simply because he was mistaken for another person who they actually wanted to kill. If my memory serves correctly, it was the first year of the pandemic when they discovered an improvised torture chamber in a tiny village build on what used to be the plantation belonging to my childhood cities elite, where the poor of nearby villagers were horribly exploited (slaves were kept in colonies only as mandated by Dutch law). I never knew about it, but it didn't shocked me in the slightest. My literal first reaction to the discovery was, "Did the police just seriously only uncover that shit now? After how many years it probably existed?' As I am perfectly willing to bet money that torture chamber already existed back in the day where I was a kid. I left that town about 12 years ago. Another thing is that Femke pointed out that kids as young as the age of 14 are dealing in coke. I can again, assure you, this isn't a new development as I did mentioned before when people asked me if autistic people are capable of bad stuff, that I actually had two kids dealing back at special needs school, and they threatened a kid in the year below us with a knife if he were to snitch. They were about 13/14 with the kid threatened being either 12 or 13 himself. One of them even bragged about knowing the drug cartel I lived nearby as he knew of this rival cartel he lived nearby (and was likely part of the gang himself). I got bullied for calling them trash after the event. This isn't new Femke! This attitude is exactly how the drug industry is spiralling in a way, because you guys keep being so stupid and 10 years behind YOURSELF when it comes to the knowledge of what these cartels do and their routes. For one, they are focusing on the port of Rotterdam, and whilst that is the global hotspot there is also the seaside in the Dutch south that is used more often for nearby countries, a big reason why a lot of the cartels actually producing the drugs are located in the countryside is because that is where the least amount of authority is, and the countryside is where all our nearby countries border onto. It's easier smuggling drugs into Belgium, Germany and Luxemburg through smaller cartels in the South then a big scale operation created by the drug cartels in the big cities who are much more distant, they focus on ports and tourists instead. I am not even from Amsterdam, but its stupid statements like this that gets me agreeing with the Amsterdammers who hate her and are still mourning the old mayor.

[hardasstein]

It was barely ten seconds before Jotaro’s hulking form could be seen hovering in the doorway and quickly slithering over to Kakyoin to check him over, Jotaro’s voice white noise in his ears as his eyes were still on the ground and his hand still pressed to his stomach. --

Chapter 4 is up and running my dudes. Here we go! Getting closer to the end game here.

[ravenbrenna09]

When I said I wanted VDS, I did not mean that I wanted Jana to leave!

[queenismyprimejive]

Roles Reversed (80s! Roger Taylor x Fem! Reader)

Synopsis: Roger’s and Reader’s sex life is in a slum. According to Roger at least. To make matters worse, he decided to share it with the world. With the help of a friend, Reader decides to teach him a lesson.

W/C: 4,308 (She is long and she is filthy; no regrets though)

Warnings: 18+ Pure smut. Sub/dom dynamics, Sub! Roger/Dom! Reader. Pegging, edging, overstimulation/orgasm control, oral (fem receiving). Slight bdsm, if you squint that is. You name it it’s in here.

A/N: I got this idea from someone who said it would be a welcome change to see 80s Roger in a more submissive setting, so here it is. This is probably the filthiest filth I have ever written in my life as a writer so please be patient with me.

“(Y/n), darling, it is so good to see you again, it’s been too long!”, Freddie exclaimed as he enveloped you in a hug and pressed a kiss to each cheek.

“Indeed, it has Fred, it’s good to see you too”, you smiled as you thankfully accepted the glass of champagne pressed into your hand.

The party that Freddie was throwing right now marked the end of months of writing and recording songs as they had just finished their newest album. Not that Freddie needed a reason to throw a party in the first place.

Upon entering the house, Roger had long disappeared in the crowd as you were left alone until you found a familiar face in the form of Freddie.

“Come one love, let me hear all about what’s keeping you these days”.

Freddie was usually the life of the party and he excelled in that role, so the fact that he actually took the time to catch up with you warmed your heart. He led me out to the patio overlooking the garden. As soon as we were out of reasonable hearing range of the rest of the guests, he turned to you. His otherwise cheerful expression got a more serious one.

“How are you really (Y/n)? How are you and Roger?”

His question surprised you. Roger and you had a good time together. You may not have seen each other that much lately because of the new album and your busy job but those were no reason to think there was something wrong regarding your relationship.

“I don’t know Fred… we’re doing really good I think. I know we’ve both been busy but…. Has Roger mentioned something about that?”

You saw Freddie hesitating, contemplating whether or not to tell you but now you only wanted to know more.

“I know it’s probably not my place to tell you, but Roger has been complaining a lot recently about not having a sex life anymore, I mean with the stamina he has…”, Freddie trailed off.

“What?!”, you whispered-yelled, “he said what?!” You couldn’t believe what you just heard. “Who did he complain to?”

“Me, Brian, John, the producer, the tech guys at the studio…”.

“So basically everyone”, you stated but you didn’t need any more confirmation from Freddie to know the embarrassing truth. You felt a lump come up in your throat, but it wasn’t one of sorrow, but one of anger and shame.

“I’ve never been more humiliated in my life”, you mumbled as you crossed eyes with Freddie. His gaze was one of pity, but that was of little use to you at the moment.

“I’m sorry (Y/n), we tried to warn him, we advised him to discuss these matters with you, but he wouldn’t listen.”

“Then what do I do now?”, you whispered as you looked down at your hands.

“Give him a taste of his own medicine”, Freddie answered casually.

That immediately drew your attention and surprised your eyebrows. “And how am I supposed to do that Fred?”

“Simple”, Freddie started, “you know how Roger likes to be in control, to have control over every aspect of his life, what if you were to take that control away from him? He’d sure think twice before discussing your sex life in public.”

“You make it sound so easy Fred, but I honestly have no idea where to start”, you sighed.

“That’s easy darling, try making him believe he is in control, and when he least expects it you take over.”

You let out a soft chuckle. “Thanks for the advice Fred, but right now I want nothing more than to go home”.

He nodded silently. “I’m sorry to hear that but I understand. Come, I’ll fetch you a car ride home”.

 Once you got home, you decided to go to bed in time. But no matter how much you turned and wrestled with the blanket; you couldn't sleep. The thought of the fact that Roger had thrown your sex life out on the street, kept haunting your mind.

A few hours later, when Roger finally came home and pressed himself against you, you were still wide awake. And despite Freddie's advice, you had no idea how teach Roger who was really in control.

Today was the day, you had decided. Roger was out of the house doing press releases and interviews with the rest of band for the upcoming release of their new album, which gave you the perfect opportunity to get everything you needed for tonight. To say you were nervous was an understatement. Sure, Roger had been dropping hints about you being dominant during sex, but it had never really been an option until now. Furthermore, this entire evening was to teach Roger a lesson, not necessarily to have fun. That was just an added bonus. Just the thought of having Roger at your mercy, hands tied, legs spread and cock hard, made something in your lower stomach tingle.

After a long, extensive day of shopping, keeping Freddie’s advice in mind, you finally got everything you thought you’d need. Since Roger wasn’t going to come home until late in the evening, you had plenty of time to prepare for wat was to come. First on your list was a long hot shower. Using his favourite shampoo of yours for tonight was certainly going to get him going.

As you towelled yourself dry you took a look at the lingerie you had bought for the occasion. It was by no means modest, and it was probably the most revealing set you had ever owned. The bra was all black and all lace but had half cups, so your nipples remained exposed. The panties were equally as daring. It was made in the same material as the bra and left little to the imagination. Roger was sure to be mind blown seeing you in this set. The outfit was completed with a sheer black robe, only just concealing what you had hidden underneath. It was held together by a red, satin sash. Makeup-wise you decided to keep it simple. A little touch of mascara and some red lipstick would do the trick.

Just as you had put the finishing touches on your look and had places all the items you needed for the night in the drawer of your bedside table, you heard a key being turned in the lock. Good, Roger was home.

“Babe?”, you heard Roger call from downstairs.

“Bedroom”, you called back.

You heard the creaking of the steps as Roger made his ascend on the stairs. Your heart started hammering as his footsteps neared closer. This was it. It was finally happening.

“Well you sure look like a sight for sore eyes”.

You looked up and made eye-contact with Roger who stood in the door opening, a small grin tucking at the corners of his lips.

“What?”, you said defensively, “can’t a girl get herself some nice things?”

“Sure, can love, you won’t hear me complaining”, he smirked.  

You hopped off the bed and sauntered your way over to Roger, making sure your hips swayed at each step.

"Did you miss me?", you asked while you put your hands in his neck.

“I always miss you”, he murmured before pressing his lips to yours. His hands continued their descend down your body before cupping your ass through the soft fabric of your robe.

He bit your bottom lip, silently asking permission to deepen the kiss, which you granted him for the time being, He pulled you flush against him, his need for you already evidently pressing against your thighs.

“Rog…too…too many clothes”, you moaned against his lips as you started tugging at the hem of his shirt in an attempt to take it off.

Roger smirked as he pulled the shirt over his head. “So impatient love, someone is needy”.

“You have no idea Rog”, you said as you placed a hand on his now naked chest to push him towards the bed.

After he had himself settled against the cushions he pulled you on top of him. You let out a whimper as your sensitive clit made contact with the rough denim of his jeans. You grounded yourself against his clothed erection which in turn elicited a soft groan from him.

“Baby you’re driving me crazy”, he moaned as he grabbed your hips to hold himself against you, thus creating more friction.

“That’s kind of the point love”, you smirked while slowly untying the red satin sash that was holding your robe together. You then shrugged the concealing robe of your shoulders.

“Well… do you like what you see?”, you questioned as you let your fingers dance across his soft stomach.

You saw Roger’s eyes grow wide as he saw what you were actually wearing.

“Fuck baby you look amazing”, he groaned, “I mean look at your tits, they’re just…fuck”.

He twisted his right hand in your hair as he brought your head down to seal your lips in another heated kiss. You felt his other hand travelling downwards, tracing the line of your panties.

“Oh no, these stay on baby”, you murmured against his lips as you pulled his hand away from your lower body. You entwined both your hands with his and brought them over his head. As he slid his tongue in your mouth you fumbled with the satin sash to tie his hands against the headboard.

“Fuck… love what are you doing?”, he panted as soon as he realized what was happening. He tugged at the binds, but they wouldn’t give way.

“I’m taking control baby, I thought you wanted me to?” You whispered coyly against his lips. As soon as he reached in to seal the kiss you pulled back, admiring the handiwork you had created.

“Now…”, you started as you softly traced his jaw, “are you going to be a good boy and let me take control?”

Roger’s eyed widened as soon as he realized what was going to happen. He nodded eagerly but that was just not going to cut it for you.

“I need an answer Rog”, you said as you wound your hand in his hair and gave a firm tug, causing him to focus his attention back to you. When he still didn’t answer you grew impatient and grinded your clit against his already rock-hard but still clothed member.

“Fuck…yes baby…I.. I’ll be your good boy”, he moaned, “just… please”.

“What Roger?”, you asked sweetly. Of course, you knew him all to well to know what he wanted. You just wanted to hear him say it himself.

“Please…. just touch my cock”, he groaned, and he bucked up against your hips to cause some friction, but you wouldn’t budge.

“First rule to being a good boy Roger is to lay still. Can you do that for me baby or do I have to tie your legs as well?”, you questioned as you grabbed his jaw causing him to lock eyes with you again.

“Nnn…. noo I’ll be good I promise… please”, he moaned.

You slid of Roger’s lap and settled in between his thighs. You kept thorough eye contact with him as you slowly unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down. His now freed cock was already hard and sported an angry red colour. Precum was dripping steadily from the tip already and you hadn’t even started. You had half the mind to just forfeit and wrap your lips around his cock to bring him to an earth-shattering orgasm, but then you reminded yourself that his please wasn’t priority number one. It was his punishment. So, you started doing something he was bound to dislike, purely because it took too much time.

You started by placing soft licks and kisses up his inner thigh, admiring the soft feel of flesh beneath your lips. Roger was already squirming by your actions but that didn’t stop you from continuing. You kissed all the way up his thigh until just below his cock, before you pulled away and resumed the same set of actions on his other thigh.

“Baby please…. Just…”, he moaned as he writhed beneath you.

“Now who is the impatient one?”, I asked before slowly biting the pale flesh.

You gazed up briefly to see just how fucked out he already looked. Lips parted, eyes closed, a sheer layer of sweat coating his face and upper chest, blonde locks matted against his forehead. It warmed your heart to realize that you were the one who accomplished that.

You reached over to the bedside table and pulled out a bottle of lube. You squirted some in your hand before slowly wrapping it around his cock.

“Fuck yes baby please… just like that”, Roger moaned loudly and bucked up in your fist. You immediately halted your movements.

“Why did you stop?”, Roger groaned.

“Remember our first rule Roger?”, You replied sweetly, only barely holding his cock in your hand, giving him friction but just not enough.

Hazy blue orbs met yours in slight fear as he realised his mistake.

His head fell back against the pillow, “Not to move… y… you told me not to move”.

“Such a good boy for me Roger”, you said as you resumed your actions with your hand.

“Baby I… I’m close”, Roger moaned out and you realise that was your que to intervene.

As you edged Roger closer to an orgasm, or what he thought you were doing, you slid home a peculiar looking ring that you were told he was going to love.

“Baby… fuck.. what the hell is that?”, he groaned as he gazed upon the thin metal ring now sitting snugly at the base of his cock.

“This is a cockring Roger”, you said casually. “You might have heard of it actually. Funny thing really, the lady in the store told me how it actually works”.

“How about it?”

“Well…”, you started. “The beauty about this thing is the difference between being able to cum.. or not. See?”, you responded as you continued moving your hand up and down his cock, holding it a little firmer than before.

“Too… I’m too sensitive”, Roger stuttered out as he bucked his hips in a desperate attempt to get away from your touch, but you wouldn’t let him have it that easily.

“And now maybe you don’t get to cum, but I can”, you smirked.

Roger stared at you confused.

“Do I have to spell it out for you Roger? If you let me cum like I know you can, maybe, just maybe I will let you cum too, how does that sound?”.

Roger moaned, but again this was an answer you could hardly work with, so you squeezed his cock a little harder to which he yelped and writhed his hips. “Good…that sounds good”, he moaned as he threw his head back into the pillow.

You release his cock and crawled up his body to resume a new position with your pussy above his face. Roger groaned when he realized you were wearing crotchless panties. You felt yourself become wetter at what was to come.

“Well… what are you waiting for?”

His first lick up your pussy had you jolting against his mouth.  “Fuck… Rog that feels good. Keep…keep doing that”. Before you and Roger had gotten together you complained about how no guy had ever been able to make you cum with just their mouth. Roger managed to turn that around completely. The first time you had his head between your legs he got you trashing against the sheets. You doubted this time was going to be any different.

“Rog… shit you’re so good at this”, you moaned as you grinded your pussy against his mouth just to get a little bit more friction. His muffled moans of agreement spurred you on even more. You grasped the headboard for extra stability as you fastened your pace grinding against his tongue.

“Shit Rog… I’m close”, you stuttered. Your pace was faltering now. You knew it took very little to send you over the edge.

As soon as Roger delved his tongue deep inside your pussy you knew you were done for. Your legs started to tremble as your juices continuously leaked out of your pussy. “Fuck…. Rog, I’m cumming”, you moaned loud enough for the neighbours to hear.

As you slowly came down from your high you slid down his body again and once more settled in between his legs, where his neglected cock was furiously leaking precum by now. You locked eyes with him and noticed your juices covering the lower part of his face.

You grinned as you held his face in your hands and captured his lips in a searing kiss, licking your tongue against his bottom lip, eager to deepen the kiss and to taste your own arousal of his tongue.

Roger moaned against your lips as he bucked his lips impatiently. “I’ve been good for you (Y/n), now please… please let me cum”.

“Oh, you think you deserve it now don’t you?”, you questioned as you once again wrapped a hand around his leaking cock. He hissed at the movement of your slowly sliding up and down his cock, a movement that was now bordering to pain.

“You think that when you start complaining about our sexlife you earn the right to cum, I don’t think so”.

His previously unfocused eyes now crossed yours in fear as soon as he realised what you had said.

“Please (Y/n) …. it hurts…’m too sensitive”, he cried out as his head fell back against the pillow, eyes screwed shut and hot tears cascading down his cheeks.

“Then say you’re sorry”.

You saw him clearly struggling, his face contorted in a mixture of pleasure and pain.

“Shit… (Y/n) I…I’m sorry, I.. I’ll never do it again, now please… jerk me off, suck me off, fuck me… just please..”.

You released the grip on his cock as to which he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Fuck you?”, you asked sweetly, “is that what you want?” “It is, isn’t it?”

He nodded slowly, eyes drooping, trying to remain his focus on you.

“You’ve been dreaming about the day someone took control of you”, you said slowly, cupping his balls in his hands, which elicited a soft moan from him. “You’ve been wanting to stay on edge all night just so that I can fuck that beautiful ass of yours, haven’t you?”, you continued as you trailed your hands just a bit lower, and softly traced his pink puckered hole.

As soon as you made contact with the sensitive flesh down there Roger went rigid and his eyes shot wide open as he realised what you were going to do.

“Well…”, you grinned, “maybe that’s exactly what I’m going to do, if that’s ok with you”.

When he didn’t reply immediately you brought a hand up to softly stroke his cheek, causing him to lock eyes with you”.

“Do you want to do this Roger?”, you asked softly. A soft smile played at his lips as he nodded slowly.

“Ok then, be right back”, you said as you slid off him.

In the bathroom you took the harness out of the package you had so delicately hidden and slid it up your legs until it sat securely at your hips. You took a minute to check yourself out in the mirror. Lipstick faded, hair tousled and now sporting a black-leather harness with a purple dildo protruding out the front.

You made your way back to the bedroom where Roger hadn’t been able to move from his current position. He eyed you up and down and bit his lip as soon as he laid eyes on what was currently sitting between your legs.

“You like?”, you asked quietly, your insecurity about the whole situation suddenly kicked in. But when Roger smirked and nodded eagerly, those insecurities evaporated just as easily.

You settled between his legs again and let your hands glide slowly over the soft skin of his thighs, before slowly parting them. You reached over to grab the bottle of lube and coated two of your fingers with the thick substance.

You looked up at Roger one more time and once you got his nodded approval you pressed your index finger against his hole.

As soon as the first knuckle slid inside, Roger let out a loud moan and tried to fuck himself against your finger. You pressed a little harder this time and now your entire finger was buried inside of him.

“Please… move”, Roger moaned, and you complied by slowly sliding your finger in and out of him. When you felt he could take more you added a second finger and slowly started to move them inside his, softly twisting and scissoring them until Roger was trashing against them.

“More… please”, Roger groaned but you weren’t going to comply this time. You had waited long enough for the real deal; you weren’t going to pass up on it now. You slid your fingers out of him and he moaned at the loss of contact.

“Patience Rog, I’m going to fuck you now, ok?”, you said softly to which he nodded all to eagerly.

Pressing the head of the dildo against his opening had him scrambling against the bedsheets, but you calmed him down by slowly gliding your hands down his stomach, across his hips and over his thighs.

“Now, I’m going to remove the cockring now, but I want you to cum untouched, can you do that?”, you questioned.

He nodded. “I can try”, he said in a small voice, a different voice than the once I was used to hear from him.

As you slid your hand down his cock, you grabbed the cockring and slowly slid it off his cock, to which he threw his head back and let out a moan in relief.

Once again you pressed the head of the dildo against his hole but added a little extra pressure to it this time. Roger let out a loud moan as the head slid inside his ass. You saw his hole clench around the foreign object, but when you looked up at Roger and detected no signs of discomfort or pain, you decided to press a little deeper.

Soon enough you felt him relax just enough to slide the entire dildo inside of him. You halted your movements for a while as you studied Roger’s face. His head was thrown back in pleasure, eyes half-lidded and the sound of harsh pants leaving his pink, thoroughly kissed lips.

“Feel good?”, you questioned as you stroke some of the matted strands of hair from his eyes.

“So.. full”, he managed to let out. “You… you can move now”.

You nodded in agreement as you slid out of him almost entirely before sliding all the way back in.

“This ok?”.

“Faster…please”, he moaned, picking up the pace as you continued to pound inside of him. You spread his hips just a little wider and slightly angled your thrusts to have him bucking up against you.

“Please… right there… (Y/n)” he groaned,” … I’m going to…. fuck I’m going to cum”.

A few more angled thrusts and his body went rigid, cum spurting all over his stomach and chest and even coating your lower stomach. Then he went limp and fell against the mattress.

You slowly slid out of him to which he flinched just barely, after which you reached over to untie his wrists.

You got up from the bed and made your way towards the bedroom and rid yourself of the harness and the dirty lingerie. That would be a problem for tomorrow, you thought.

You returned to the bedroom with the sight of Roger propped up against the pillows, taking a few puffs from his cigarette.

You nestled yourself against him and used the washcloth you had brought from the bedroom to wipe the cum and excess sweat from both your bodies.

It was quiet for a moment before Roger spoke up.

“I really am sorry love for what I said, it was a dick move and the guys were right, I should have consulted it with you”.

You slowly traced soft patterns on the skin of his stomach. “No worries Rog you’re forgiven. Besides, I already got my revenge”, you looked up at him and smirked.

“Well”, he started, “If this is the sex I’m going to get because of it, who knows what else I might tell”, he winked.

You slapped his stomach softly. “Don’t you dare Rog I swear”.

“I wouldn’t love, but we’re keeping the strap-on because we’re definitely doing that again.

“Deal”.

End Note: Well this took way longer than expected, mostly because I am perfectionistic af and need everything to be perfect. Plus, I feel I can’t write smut for life, at least not short ones. I hope you all take a liking to this and if you have any suggestions or improvements, please let me know.

[fenokey]

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[olivicr]

&&. announcing his royal highness, ( olivier luc van oranje-nassau ), the ( 28 ) year old ( prince ) of ( the netherlands ). he is often confused with ( dominic sherwood ). some say that he is ( reckless & unreliable ), but he is actually ( hard-working & passionate ). ( OOC: admin e who’s probably making the biggest mistake of her life, if i drop him next week don’t judge me )

olivier is the third child / second youngest of the oranje-nassau siblings. he hasn’t done much for the family but he’s the military wonder of the family. there has to be one ! he likes his role because truthfully ? he likes sports, he’s been athletic his whole life and he likes just ‘hanging with his bros’. 

he did consider becoming a pilot but then found out how much physics it required and decided to bury that dream ! 

olivier, oli, o... whatever you wanna call him

truthfully ? he hasn’t done much with his life. just chilled in the military and traveled the world, partied, thought about university and always discarded the idea. 

but he has spent the last few years shadowing bastiaan and sorta taking on more responsibilities because his folks are getting older and the oranginas are tight so he wants to do what he can to help femke when she ascends the throne. he doesn’t want to be dead weight and useless.

this new-found responsibility hasn’t changed the way he operates though:

he acts before he thinks, always has, always will. he forgets to be considerate very often, not because he doesn’t care but because he’s too preoccupied by doing stuff and enjoying his life ! he jokes quite a bit but his humour is mean. it’s not light hearted. he also complains a fair amount.

very rare will admit to his faults: if he upset someone, it’s their problem since they took him too seriously or couldn’t take a joke. some people just have a stick up their ass and he shouldn’t suffer because of it.

embarrassingly similar to aurel but where aurel’s more of a golden retriever, olivier is the personification of toxic masculinity and manchildren

he was pressured to come since femke is about to give birth and bastiaan was too busy with his project back in the netherlands. then viggo came and suddenly olivier was interested in coming.

was in a semi-serious relationship with olimpia from 2015 to 2016 or something. dislikes jelani ( and by extension aurel i guess lol ). bffs with viggo. 

he’s not a very deep character lol don’t judge me

[bchemiqn]

okay so they covered supercreativa (unica) and en mi mundo (the world is mine) in dutch!

(tbf the en mi mundo one is half Dutch , half English but okay)

and i just have to get u guy’s opinion on this because i cant stop crying from laughter.

i remember that there was this ad where the girl that sings unica (who is a jsf winner) goes to sleep and then the violetta cast shows up and she sings the dutch supercreativa for them???

i was not a mainstreet fan so i have no background on why they did this im sorry. what i do know is that mainstreet was very popular during this era so its probably just for press stuff.

PLEASE LISTEN AND TELL ME WHAT U THINK LMAO

[forabeatofadrum]

Six Sentence Sunday

Thanks @facewithoutheart and @urban-sith for tagging me. I should also make a fancy banner. I really like yours.

As usual I come bearing the gifts of Klaine and Snowbaz. (Ire, in one of my other posts you reblogged it with the tag ‘#idk who blaine and kurt are but i love’ and I needed to lie down.)

First, have another snippet of e pare stella. Dare I say that Rosemary is one of my favourite OCs ever?

Rosemary likes my family more than Baz’s, but so does every sane person. Easter Sunday was a proper affair, but Easter Monday is party time. We’re all at my uncle and Beth’s house, which is actually my grandma’s house, since he inherited it after her death.

My uncle and Beth took my grandma’s master bedroom, Anna took my uncle’s old room, and my mum’s room has been turned into a second guest room, but she always stays there when she visits. Rosemary and I drop our stuff in our usual guestroom. Baz’s downstairs with my uncle, talking about classic cars. This isn’t the first time that Rosemary’s staying here, but she’s always so ecstatic to be around here.

Two Easters? Yes, the Dutch have two Easter days. Speaking of Dutch things, have Kurt, Blaine and friends chilling in Nijmegen.

Nijmegen is nothing like Rotterdam. Even the Mariënburg, which some call the Nijmeegse equivalent of the Koopgoot has nothing on the real one. But the city is lovely and the vibe is different. The five of them walk towards the Grote Markt and Femke is talking a lot.

“Als je een frikandelbroodje plant, het begiet met een blikje energy, dan krijg je een 5 havoër genaamd Mitchell. That’s a very important lesson to know!”

Tagging @martsonmars @quizasvivamos @coffeegleek @esperantoauthor @captain-aralias @mostlymaudlin @crissmastrees-and-candyklaines @redheadgleek and everyone that I’m forgetting, oops.

[somerandomdutchfangirl]

Hetalia family week day 3: Surprise

My third entry for @hetafamilyweek

There's this Dutch tradition called ‘surpise’. Basically, during the holidays people buy small gifts for each other and put them in a ‘surprise’ based on the other person's interests. For example, someone who's really into drawing can receive a giant pencil made with a PVC tube and paper-mache, with gifts like drawing pencils and markers in it. For more examples, search for ''surprise papier mache''.

You’re not supposed to know who has picked who for the gifts (as you draw lots) and you can also make a poem to go with it. Up until this point, the siblings don't know who had picked who.

Names:

Willem = Netherlands

Femke = Belgium

Laurent = Luxembourg

Translations at the end!

Look, when Willem convinced his siblings to do this with him, he didn’t see a reason for any rules. Which was stupid, because of course his siblings managed to be nuisances even when simply exchanging gifts.

As Willem mourned his now glittery carpet (that stuff will never go away again, he'll probably have to buy a new carpet. He should send Laurent a Tikkie, since it was his gift that had caused this monstrosity in the first place), Femke was busy laughing her ass off. Typical.

''You're buying me a new carpet,'' Willem said when he finally managed to get over the shock that came with a sudden explosion of glitter. How on earth Laurent had managed to build a glitter bomb inside of a tulip made of paper, Willem would never know.

''Aww, don’t be like that, Willy!'' Femke said.

''That's easy for you to say, Fem, this isn’t your carpet.''

''Come on, it’s just glitter-''

''’Just glitter’? Fem, dat klotespul gaat nooit meer uit m'n tapijt!''

''Just open the rest of your gifts, alright? We can worry about the glitter later,'' Laurent said, effectively cutting off the argument that would have started otherwise.

''Fine, fine,'' Willem said, before digging through the quite frankly unreasonable amount of glitter, trying to find his gifts. When he finally found them, he tried to get most of the glitter off the wrapping paper, to no avail. Sighing, he gave up on trying to get the glittery mess under control.

''Come on, open them!'' Laurent said, clearly impatient. Rolling his eyes, Willem opened the nearest present. A sketchbook and some pencils fell out. Letting out an appreciating hum, he moved onto the next gift. This one had some tubes of paint and brushes. It wasn't much, but it was personal and that was what counted. Willem loved it.

''Thanks, broertje,'' he said, ruffling Laurent's hair with a glitter-covered hand. Laurent grinned.

''Alright, me next!'' Femke cheerfully said. She twisted around and got a giant paper dog from behind the couch, closely resembling Pelutze. Laurent was already looking exited as he gingerly took the dog from Femke.

When he had finally figured out where the gifts were hidden (in its belly), Laurent stuck his hand in, exited for the gifts. As soon as he did, however, his face showed nothing but disgust, as he quickly took his hand out.

''Femke, wat ass dat?!'' he screeched, as Femke started laughing. His hand was green and slimy. Willem groaned. Great, slime. Was he the only sane sibling?

The answer turned out to be yes, as Laurent scooped up more of the slime and threw it at Femke, who squealed. In return, she reached over to Willem's tulip and scooped up some glitter that was inside of it. Before he could stop her, she had already thrown the glitter at Laurent.

''Godverdomme, stop-'' was all he could say before the slime hit him in his face. Oh, it was on. Scooping up more of the glitter, trying (and failing) not to get any more of the atrocity on the carpet, he quickly made his way over to Laurent.

''No, wait! Please, have mercy!''

''Hmmm, let me think. No, sorry broetje,'' Willem said, not sounding sorry at all as he dumped the glitter on top of Laurent.

''I'll never get this out of my hair and clothes again, what the fuck Willy!''

''Serves you right, you asshole. First getting glitter on my carpet, then throwing slime at me? The disrespect.''

''Come on, Lau, get on with it! Open your gifts!'' Femke said. Huffing, but smiling, Laurent reached into the slime. A few seconds later, he pulled out a gift. He laid it on the table, which happened to be the nearest flat surface not covered in glitter. Reaching into the slime again, he pulled out several more gifts. He then looked at Femke.

''Was that everything?''

''Why, is it not enough?'' she replied with a teasing smirk. Laurent rolled his eyes.

''No, I just don’t feel like touching any more slime for the next century or so.'' Femke giggled at this.

''Don't worry, that was all!''

''Oh, Gott sei Dank,'' Laurent said as he reached over to the nearest gift, which turned out to be a music note necklace. He immediately clipped it on, before moving to his other gifts. Next up was a card deck, decorated with musicians. Next up was a CD from Laurent's favourite band.

''Femke, where did you get this? This is amazing, merci!''

''No problem, Lau! I'm glad you like the gifts!''

''Like them? I love them!''

Naturally, the two of them were now looking at Willem, impatiently waiting for him to give his surprise to Femke. So, he reached behind him and grabbed the gigantic carton waffle. Femke stared at it in awe, mouth agape.

''I thought you were super busy?! When did you make this?''

''I was. Several all-nighters and glue gun burns where faced to make this, but it was worth it.''

''Ge zijt zot, Willem.''

Willem rolled his eyes. ''Just open it. And before you ask, no, there's no slime or glitter in it.''

Femke seemed to pout at that, but quickly found out where the waffle opened so she could reach her gifts. The waffle was filled with shredded paper to make the gifts a bit harder to find, but at least it wasn't as messy as the glitter or slime.

Femke tried to get out all the gifts at once, but it proved futile when she couldn’t fit all of them through the hole in the waffle. When she did get out all the gifts, she made quick work of opening them.

First, there was a bag of cookie cutters in all shapes and sizes. Then, a Delfts blue egg tray and an apron joined the gifts. Lastly, a notebook came out of its wrapping. It was tattered and had lots of other papers sticking out of its pages, making it appear like a journal of sorts.

''Willy, is this... is this your personal cookbook?''

''One of them, yes.'' Femke stared at him, before tearing up and pulling him in for a hug.

''Thank you, I love it!''

''Uh.. Yeah, no problem, Fem,'' he said, awkwardly patting her on the back. Over her head, he shot Laurent a questioning look, to which his younger brother shrugged. Not very helpful, but whatever.

A few seconds later, Femke stepped back, rubbing at her eyes to make the tears go away. Only to pull Laurent close to her and Willem and drag them into a group hug.

Once they pulled back, Femke smiled.

''Let's get this mess cleaned up, shall we?''

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Translations:

Fem, dat klotespul gaat nooit meer uit m'n tapijt! (Dutch) = Fem, that stupid stuff is never getting out of my carpet!

Broertje (Dutch) = little brother

Femke, wat ass dat?! (Luxembourgish) = Femke, what is that?!

Willem, ge zijt zot (Flemish) = Willem, you're crazy

If it wasn't clear, this is who had who:

Willem -> Femke

Femke -> Laurent

Laurent -> Willem

[femsshipspace]

Welcome! 🤍

I am actually new to this fandom,so yeah I am actually not here since that long obviously. But since there a few people I ship myself with I decided to make this blog,so I can show off my love for these characters.

Anyways I hope I can make friends on here and hope that everyone will have a nice time.

Also here are some basic infos about me:

1. My name is Femke,but y’all can call me Fem! 2. I am actually 20 years old. 3. My f/os are mainly characters from series.

Although I made a f/os list,I just wanted to clarify that I do not support any of J.K. Rowlings statements regarding people,who belong to the LGBTQIA+ community!

So here is my f/o list :]

I allowed myself to create some tags of my own so here they are :D

#femke writes images ➳ my written images

#please be quiet fem ➳ my talking tag

#femke‘s safespace ➳ my gushing tag

#femke answers ➳ my answers tag

#🔥, spicy ➳ spicy content

Furthermore just for your information

DNI

1. If you are not having respect towards others!!!

2. If you hate on self-shippers!

3. If you are someone who wants me to share my favorite f/os. I am sorry,but I don’t like sharing certain ones. To prevent that you can just take a look at my f/o list :]

4. If you are an adult,who ships themselves with minors!

BYF

1. On this blog there is no given platform for any kind of hate!!! Please just be kind to each other! :D

2. I do use self-shipping for fun and for coping,so pls respect that!

3. Sometimes I will reblog spicy stuff,that I decided to tag with 🔥, spicy. Just so that anyone who’s not comfortable with it can blacklist it.

[hopetofantasy]

I hope this doesn’t come off as rude but I feel like willem ds doesn’t “care” about his fans at all, like willem h, veerle, hanna, lilith, femke, noa and others are always liking/commenting/reading dms when he doesn’t do anything at all. I know his job is being an actor (and he did an incredible job) and it’s not his obligation to reply to fans but damn he could at least give a little recognition, he comes off as “rude” sometimes. not every fan is like those crazy fangirls who ship actors

Euhm, not to be the bitchy Belgian here, but this kinda does come off as rude? 

I mean, it’s not because the other actors might like/comment to some stuff, that Willem DS has to do it as well?

And please don’t forget that the boy: 1. Was underage when starting his journey with wtFOCK and way overwhelmed with the sudden international fame that he didn’t anticipate. 2. Got called out for a comment he made with his friend at age 16 on an account that was then private and which he deleted afterwards, but still a fan made a screenshot and let it circulate on the internet. Something he’ll never be able to erase ever again. 3. Has tons of people that harass him, stalk him, spread his childhood pictures, ships him with Willem H and even harass his gf on her private account. 

He’s still, first and foremost, a human being with feelings. He’s been hurt a lot of ways on social media. And let me get this straight: 

He doesn’t owe anybody anything. We don’t own celebrities, actors or just any one in the entertainment business, just because they portrayed something on screen. They’re not obligated to do anything they don’t want. Just because we’re his fans, doesn’t mean he needs to interact. 

Consent and privacy is still a thing. Even in the media.

Let the boy live his life like he wants to.

[hardasstein]

Jotaro was a little more aggressive than usual and Kakyoin chocked it up to the vulnerability of not having his eyes, and having to only rely on his ears. Kakyoin observed the crease between his brows as he shifted to properly face Kakyoin more.

“That doesn’t feel that good..” He whispered as he laid himself down in front of Kakyoin, feeling around until his head was rested on his thighs.

--

Slinking ever closer to that due date, but that doesn’t mean we’re always in the clear, now does it? Always gotta be some bumps in the road.

[bowieexaminprogress]

Bowie love your blog. I love that it is a combination of so many things analysis, spoilers, theories pure clowning moments. I love it when you let your imagination go and create the most out there theories and you are like so don’t take that seriously this is just me having fun! Truly love it.

I have a question as to why spoilers are so conflicting about some things?

Spoilers Ahead don’t read if not interested.

Hey nonnie!

Yeah basically this blog is a big old mess! 😂😂

I am glad that you enjoy the messy.

So regarding “spoilers” you have to understand how the majority come about to understand what is factual and what is not.

So there are a lot of spoilers that came from this blog that are factual and I published them saying guys it is a fact there is no doubt because the source I personally trust are the platforms with evidence. Some of those spoilers were that the season will start in April and not March as everyone thought, that Younes is a student which I published since February, that Bente was the initial director, that Tom joined the team on woman’s day, was the second director and he directed the last scene of episode 1 and the Willems in episode 5, that they filmed at Younes’ kot for episode 4 (and few more times) and that in episode 4 we had more than 4 clips, the time stamp of that clip, that there will be a videocall between Younes and Yasmina involving a character starting with the letter A at some point, that there will be a Robbe, Moyo and Yasmina filmed together, that they did location scouting at the beach a week before filming there. Who was on set each day of filming and even some of the closed set days. That Younes will be at the beach together with Senne, Sobbe, the gsquad, the bsquad and ?Jana (that is with a questionmark as it wasn’t very clear in the photos that it was Femke but it looks like her), the new cast members, the hate accounts etc. So all those spoilers came from IG mostly. There were stories, filming schedules published, IG posts and IG conversations happening with receipts but everything came with proof so for me those are factual spoilers and reliable.

Now all the “non confirmed” spoilers came from people talking about what they heard/saw on set, or what they think they heard and a lot of anons. The problem with those is that those come without any receipts, also many extras haven’t seen the OG so they are not quite sure what’s happening so many lovely people come and say so I saw this but I am not quite sure what it means, which is understanble. Seeing little pieces of the story and trying to understand the whole plot can be confusing and difficult. So that leads to unclear info. Now apart from the lovely, honest people who were actually on set and they are just willing to share with the fam what they saw you have people who are just messing around. For example, at times even though I had access to a lot of factual spoilers on platforms I still had some people (might be one person sending multiple anons) coming around saying the opposite on anons when I very well knew that the truth was different as I saw it with my own eyes. A simple example was a time that I had someone sending god knows how many anons that Willem DS was blond mid season before he started filming. That they insisted that Younes is not a student and that he didn’t film at any kot. And in my mind I was like ok this is clearly someone bsing around because I literally have photographic evidence in my hands. Also I had someone insisting the last day of filming that Sobbe weren’t at the beach. Which I had with my own eyes seen their clothes there and them themselves through photos before Izzy posted his photo. I don’t publish any of those anons because It is a waste of time. So as you can see it is a mixed bag. And you can’t know what is true and what is not unless you actually have photographic evidence backing up or debunking those “spoilers”. That’s why you see me publish things and say ok guys this is a factual spoiler and this is just a spoiler where people are saying stuff so take that with a grain of salt (and I have loads of anons that I haven’t published exactly because I can’t/couldn’t confirm anything that they say. They might very well be true but they come without receipts or the whole story so I am like ok I will just wait and see what will actually happen) I hope that helps you understand why there are conflicting “spoilers”.

[alessandrxs-a]

&&. that’s ( 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐬 ), the child of ( 𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐨 & 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 ) ! he is often confused with ( 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐨 ). some say that he is ( 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 & 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 ), but he is actually ( 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 & 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 ).

&&. that’s ( 𝐤𝐚ğ𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨ğ𝐥𝐮 ), the child of ( 𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐚 & 𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐧 ) ! he is often confused with ( 𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐮𝐲𝐦𝐚𝐳 ). some say that he is ( 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 & 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 ), but he is actually ( 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜 & 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐭 ). TRIGGER WARNINGS OF ILLNESS IN HIS INTRO !

&&. that’s ( 𝐨𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐤𝐢 ), the child of ( 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐞𝐥 & 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐤𝐞 ) ! he is often confused with ( 𝐝𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐭 ). some say that he is ( 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 & 𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜 ), but he is actually ( 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 & 𝐦𝐞��𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 ).

𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐒   .

oldest kid of nat & ennio ( let’s pretend not to notice the fc change ) , very much Brought Up Right

ash & maria if i get anything wrong pls feel free to yell @ me SKJDN i tried to pull stuff from the post ❤️

the same goes for everyone else sdkfjgndg I BEG

ok so is v much a natennio kid , is naturely friendly & easy to talk to

probs for this reason has quite a few friends ?? enjoys getting along w ppl , enjoys being social & making connections

is incredibly patient & will never rush u for anything , believes that good things come to those who wait

10/10 good boi ... maybe 8-9/10 , but he’s not a War Criminal

do not get into an argument with u tho . will keep receipts , will not back down until he’s proved his point . not rly to be an ass abt it , but just bc ur wrong & he knows it

also extremely independent minded & will struggle before he even asks anyone for a sample of help

he’s close to both his parents , enjoys the peacefulness of his dad’s serenity but is also nat’s son

that’s ..... all for now skjdfng i wasn’t prepared for this

𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐍   .

middle layslan kid !! xee said he’s like his uncle amon & that made me cry , just saying

so yeah , he was quiet as a child due to his parents’ worry that he had inherited his father’s autoimmune disease

he wasn’t necessarily sheltered , but he definitely kept to himself growing up & this resulted in his doing the same during his adult life

doesn’t really .... have a lot to say ?? will talk if prompted , will only initiate a conversation w ppl he’s familiar , boy just wants 2 live the peaceful life

but he’s a prince so like ...... that’s not how it works buddy sry

he’s very observant & probably notices more than u think , mostly bc he doesn’t say much so he just .... observes & figures out who he wants to avoid

loves his family more than anything , but even with them , he doesn’t rly say much

he is very pleasant tho !! he can have a nice conversation with u if prompted , but he just prefers the silence of his thoughts rather than the comfort of ppl

is probably 10/10 a good boi , no questions asked

𝐎𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑   .

oh boy here we go skdfjg

middle samke kid !! may have sam’s features but is 100% femke’s boy

as a result he suffers from spoiled brat syndrome & DESPISES when things don’t go his way

very , very , very picky . he likes things to be done a certain way , literally every living space is probably immaculate & clean

he is very dedicated to his studies tho .... he gives me law student vibes & strives for perfection

& if he doesn’t receive it ..... u better get ready for the hurricane sized tantrum he’ll throw

he is very egotistical , tho . bitch is a van oranje-nassau , that’s gotta rub off on his somewhere

extremely dedicated to his family & fiercely protective over his sisters ..... yeah i’m looking @ u ilari

apart from that on rating is probably 6/10 good boi , depending on how u rate him

[lucidpantone]

Im sorry if you have already mentioned this, but do you know if noor will be back?

after the cut

similar anon: If Femke comes back I will be LIVING. If Britt is organising a trip outside of school that will probably be why Noor is involved

Yea thats what I think it is.... Britt is gonna invite her to the trip planning meetings and stuff.

[ravenbrenna09]

Jens

favorite thing about them

I personally am a big fan of his chill attitude in regards to basically anything. It’s quite refreshing because he’s kind of that “go with the flow” personality, you know?

least favorite thing about them

probably the homophobic remarks. like there were several instances where he deflected them, but he never out-right calls Moyo out on it and on some instances influences it. 

favorite line

I don’t know if I specifically have a favorite line that completely jumps out at me in terms of all the other ones. Possibly his “Okay, so?” because it just felt so in character and just so Jens.

brOTP

(for whatever reason, it won’t let me add the gif of Robbe, Jens, and Moyo in the skin care vlog so imagine that here)

OTP

nOTP

While I really loved them in some instances of season 1, I probably have to say Jens/Jana because they grew to be really toxic by the end of their relationship. If they ever tried again, they would have to do a lot before I would be able to see them together in a positive relationship. But, with Jana possibly leaving permanently because of Femke’s other projects (or other reasons I’m not sure about), I don’t know if this would happen.

random headcanon

I don’t know, I just always imagined that Jens was the oldest of him and his sisters and was protective of them like he’s protective of Robbe. 

unpopular opinion

I don’t know if I have unpopular opinions for any character in any show? Or if it’s classified as an unpopular opinion. I’m bad at this part. 

song i associate with them

*shrug* I don’t have many with them. I usually associate songs with scenes in my head and tv shows. 

favorite picture of them

(don’t even @ me, he looks amazing in this scene)

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