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lowkey need dan heng being straddled by reader... doesnt have to be straight up smut but just something where reader just teases the absolute shit out of his clothed cock and him squirming and pushing up against reader
you can excalate it then if u want to🫡
dbdxaajn TYSM IF U ACCEPT!!
bro ya'll cook in my inbox. also this is deng heng, not feng. i just really like the gif..
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sub! dang heng x gn reader! smut
"m-mgh.. stop moving..", said dang heng as you were straddling his hips while he was reading, or.. trying to read at least,
"what are you talking about dan? im not doing anything wrong." you said, with another grind on the bulge in his pants. the way dang heng, the usually calm and reserved man, whimpered was amazing, you could listen to it for hours really.
with a sharp hiss, dang heng let out yet another whine at your teasing, looking up from his book and giving you a "is this necessary" look(..yes! yes it is dang heng!) "why the long face? you know you're enjoying this just as i am."
"i am, but im particularly busy right now love.. mmgh..", there it was. that whimper, goddamn hes perfect like this. "reading a book isn't.. "particularly busy" dang heng.. you look so kissable like this dan.", you said, leaning down to kiss his neck tease him even more, earning another whine from his lips.
you'd thought dang heng would be more quiet, but here he was. book thrown aside, and pushing up and grinding against you like there was no tomorrow. capturing his lips in yours, swallowing all of those pretty pretty sounds coming from him, he could swore he was about to cum just from this alone and yet you didn't, stopping every time he announced he was going to cum, or any time he showed a sign of his orgasm coming over him.

a/n: ahhh im so sorry if this is too short for your liking i just had hella writers block during this because i had to write a fucking essay for school!!
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15. But that was only the first surprise.
Word Count: 4.7k
Chapter Warnings: Mild Violence, Implied Sexual Content, Implied/Reference Abuse, Threats, Assistance with Bathing, Mild MxM.
You weren’t expecting much in all honesty but the sight of a large round bronze tub rivaling that of some fancy jacuzzi bath more befitting of a higher class immediately snagging your attention once San flung the door open to the communal bathroom had your eyebrows raising a bit. But that was only the first surprise. The second being the less than enthused person occupying the space— Seonghwa. He’s dressed in a dark satin blouse with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and pinned back to avoid the fabric from interfering with his work. Dark leather pants fit his long legs and tuck neatly into his boots.
If you could call prepping a bath for an unwanted guest at the suggestion of the captain, without tolerance for argument, to be ‘work’. He didn’t even make it far into Hongjoong’s abode before the man, ruffled by sleep yet glowing from the previous night’s escapades had given the order between soft sighs. Seonghwa barely spared a glance downwards to see a lump hidden under the bedsheet. He wasn’t sure who it was, but it definitely wasn’t Yunho. They had already encountered each other nearly half an hour earlier when said man was just beginning to make his walk of shame back to Wooyoung.
“You can’t be serious, Hongjoong??”
There’s a satisfied hum, “But I am. Bathe her, dress her in clean clothes and then bring her back here. Simple enough— ah— that’s it—“
Seonghwa bit back a scoff, turned on his heel and left without another word.
Now here he stands for the second time, arms crossed, and hip jutted out to the side as he watches impatiently for San to shove you inside the bathroom.
You are, in all seriousness, a sight for sore eyes. Hair a grimy mess, skin smeared in filth and clothing stained into discoloration. The sight of you makes Seonghwa’s nose wrinkle. Or perhaps that’s just the smell permeating off of your haggard appearance. San still has your arm held firm within his grip, of which he uses to tug you forward. You stagger a bit, smacking a hand flat against the wooden wall to steady yourself.
Seonghwa assesses you like you're a piece of gum attached stubbornly to the underbelly of his boot, “Took you long enough.”
You fix him with a withered glare, “Oh, my bad for inconveniencing you. Should I just magically sprout a pair of wings next time so that your royal highness isn’t made to sit pretty on his ass for a measly minute?” Each word was hissed more than spoken, your lingering fatigue and mounting anxiety for being held hostage had every bit of your nerves lit like a live wire.
San digs his gloved fingers into your arm, eyes narrowed dangerously. He was doing what you knew he could do best— warn you. In fact, that’s all you’ve heard him do, aside from threaten and glare and intimidate. Not to mention be a bystander to the acts of hostility against your person by his… close company. You curl your toes just thinking of last night, the way the food felt against your face, the boot pressing into your skull. It makes you nauseous, mouthwatering uncomfortably.
The stronghold you wish to maintain while looking at Seonghwa quickly recedes. The man watches you closely despite the distance. He tuts, “Finished with your tantrum already?”
“Fuck you—“
Roughly, your jerked away from the wall and shoved forward towards the tub. Your knees collide against the lip with a sharp ‘deng’ and without stable footing, sees you falling into the gathered water. There’s a crippling fear immediately crowding around your senses. You know you’re freaking out. You can feel it. The whoosh of water around your flailing arms, the heavy weight of it rushing into your mouth and into your lungs as you try to fight against the submerging force. From your point of view, you are drowning. But from the perspective of the two men watching on with perplexed curiosity, you are merely splashing around obnoxiously. Water rushes up the sides of the bronze tub and splashes over Seonghwa’s boots.
“Hey— knock it off!”
But you aren’t listening. You continue to flounder about, sucking in more water, fighting against the encapsulation of it. Seonghwa looks over at San, equally alarmed, before rushing forward and grabbing what little remains of the back of your shirt. He yanks and tugs until you are hanging over the lip of the tub. You cough wetly, water splattering from your mouth as you heave up what had managed to get sucked in. Both men can only watch you.
San squats down, not enough to be at eye-level but just at the right height to peer at your face. He’s trying to find a reason somewhere, for your reaction to the water. There’s nothing there much to his disappointment.
“Are you scared of bathing?”
His question almost has an odd childlike curiosity to it. If it had come from anyone else, preferably someone that you actually liked you would have easily laughed it off and answered lightheartedly but he wasn’t even close, not by a long shot in the dark. You lift your head and fix him with a scathing look.
“I want… nothing more than to stab your other eye out… of your head.”
San’s hackles practically rise, registering the threat on his person (and his only good eye) as an immediate call-to-action. His hand raises up with the intention to fist your hair between his gloved-fingers and thrash you around but Seonghwa steps in with a chiding sound.
“We have rules, San. Follow them for the sake of your own wellbeing.”
The other man clenches his fist and quickly gathers himself to stand. He glares down his nose at you, finding the sight of your soggy appearance distasteful. He gives Seonghwa a displeased look before turning on his heels and stomping out of the bathroom, slamming the door shut on his heels. You're left to huff, chest hurting with each inhale and exhale. The remaining man turns his sights to you, with a downward tilt of his head. He's choosing his words somewhat carefully.
"That was quite the show. If I didn't know any better, I'd assume you were... drowning." He catalogs the way you tense, a less than subtle shiver passing over your sodden form.
"What's it to you??" Your reactive response is hardly fazing him, "Let's not act like you care-"
Seonghwa can hardly contain the laughter that bubbles past his lips, its sardonic and condescending. It makes your skin heat up in embarrassment. The ring wrapped around your forefinger burns with each repeated sound. A mirrored reminder, another out of many.
He's a bit winded by the time he retorts, voice wavering around the edges as if fighting off another round of chuckles from spewing out. "Care? Don't you think you're getting ahead of yourself, mayfly?" He kneels down with a curl to his lips, "In order for me to care, I would have to like you. And we both know that's not going to happen."
You're swinging before you realize it, the surfacing of tears blinds your aim, but you can't seem to care enough. Seonghwa easily deflects your shoddy attempt of a punch with a simple grab of your wrist. His long fingers curl, applying only a light amount of pressure. You try to jerk out of his grasp, but nothing gives- not your depleted strength and certainly not his hand.
The man sighs, "You are acting rather childish right now. Perhaps you aren't done throwing your little tantrum after all."
It wasn't the wisest thing for you to do and so far, you've done a lot of things that wouldn't be considered very smart but the wad of spit flies out of your mouth and lands on his cheek faster than you can think of the possible repercussions. Seonghwa looks at you in silence, unblinking, unmoving. There isn't a trace of emotion within his dark eyes. You hold your breath. If you were to breathe and he felt just the tiniest passing of the air over his skin, you couldn't fathom how he would react.
Both of you sit there staring at each other until it seemed like whatever string tethering Seonghwa into silence breaks and the man does nothing but let a haggard exhale through his nose. He drops your wrist in the next second to wipe your saliva from his cheek, then stands up and retreats to a wooden shelf holding varies jars and bottles. You feel like you just took a chance with death, looked the formidable being right in the eyes and escaped by nothing of wit or appeasements. Seonghwa grabs a few jars from the shelf and returns to a stool kicked over into one of the corners. You watch him, still hung over the lip of the tub.
He nudges the stool until it settles right in front of you, where he lowers himself down with a soft grunt. The jars are placed by his feet- one holds the color of a sunset, another the hue of cement and the last one is an inky blue. You eye them hesitantly before looking up towards the man, already looking down at you with an indecipherable expression. He leans forward and down until he's right in your face, "Stand up, mayfly."
You frown, "No."
"Stand up or I will go and get the captain. Mind you, mayfly, he likes to watch. Now if you value your safety as much as you fight for it, I suggest you stand up." He doesn't budge, stare unwavering.
At the mention of Hongjoong, the ghost of the gun pressed into your mouth suddenly feels far more real than just the mere shadow of it. You could almost taste the metal, old and bitter. Seonghwa could practically see the wheels in your head turning, the gears wanting to fight against your slipping resolve just by the threat of the captain being present. It was a dirty trick to use the hotblooded man, but he knew in hindsight that you weren't going to be making things easier for him- and by extension, yourself.
You swallow, shakily standing to your feet. In that moment you can't help but feel utterly ridiculous at your earlier reaction. The water now stood just under your knees, not deep in the slightest yet you had panicked as if dropped in the middle of the ocean.
Seonghwa lifts his hand and gives it a quick spin. He wants you to turn away from him.
You hesitate, knowing that with the state of your shirt and him being as close as he is to the tub, he’d be able to really see the state of your back. The puckered scars, the discoloration, the years of abuse imbedded into your skin.
He leans back, “Turn around.”
“I would rather not.” Your voice is tense, tone short and not up for negotiation.
Seonghwa lifts an unimpressed brow, “That was me being courtesy of your privacy but if you would rather remove your clothing facing my direction then by all means— go ahead.” He leans back a bit on the stool, arms crossing over his chest. Nothing gives away what he’s thinking as he sits there watching you, waiting for you to make a move.
You fix him with a frown, “Could you just… turn away? It’s not like I’m going to make a run for it or anything if that’s what you’re worried about.”
He scoffs, “I hardly consider that worthy of worrying about.”
Yet he obliges after a short moment, turning around to give you his back. It’s a short reprieve from his unblinking stare, from being pinned on the spot like a specimen. You shifted a bit, the water around your knees sloshing around softly. There’s a debate within your head— turn to mirror him with your back facing his way so that your front can be spared even the tiniest of possibility of being seen or remain facing his way so that your back is away from scrutiny. Sideways was not an option, he would be able to glimpse both your back and front even if just a little. It isn’t a risk worth taking.
There’s a faint sound of his fingers drumming against his upper arms, his patience seemingly pulled taut by the lack of progress behind him. You were only slightly stalling.
“Mayfly, I don’t have all hours of time to sit and wait for you. The bandaid that you are choosing to avoid will be ripped off one way or another. Best to get it over with now.”
“This is— what you and your friends— are doing is inhumane.” You glare at the back of his head, adding as a second thought, “And stop calling me that. I have a name, use it.”
Seonghwa rises from the stool, keeping his back facing your way. “I see this is going nowhere.”
You watch him move towards the bathroom door, paced casually as if he was in no real rush.
“Where are you going?”
Seonghwa pauses, head tilting over his shoulder just enough to be able to see your outline in a blur of muted colors. “Did you not hear me beforehand? If you aren’t going to cooperate then I will go get Hongjoong and he can take care of your little rebellious streak.”
Once again, you feel inclined to protest at the mention of the captain. “No— No that won’t be necessary.”
He’s careful about letting his little smile of victory be seen, especially after he turns to face you. You’re looking at the far wall instead of him, brows furrowed and fists balled at your sides. Clearly you don’t like the fact that you are stuck between a rock and a hard place— either you undress and let Seonghwa, one of your captors, bathe you or be thrown into Hongjoong’s path. Both situations suck and you would rather throw yourself off the landing if given another chance.
“Well? What’ll it be, mayfly?”
You swallow, swipe your tongue across your dry lips before lifting both hands up to grab at the front of your shirt. Seonghwa watches blankly, seemingly uninterested at the slow progress of your undressing. The tattered shirt is plucked up and off of your chest, hanging like a worn rag from your grip. You look over at Seonghwa before dropping it just outside the tub, it plops onto the floor with a wet splat!
He eyes it with a poorly veiled look of displeasure. Yet it beckons him back to the stool. You hesitate now that he’s closer, your upper half on full display with only a sodden bra to hide your breasts. The padding in the cups feel heavier with the water trapped in them.
Seonghwa plops himself down onto the stool, gives you an impartial nod before turning around. He’s granting you a semblance of privacy once again, something he could very well have chosen not to after you refused to accept it beforehand.
With a shuddered sigh, you unfasten the button holding the flaps of your jeans together and then pull the zipper down in its wake. The sound of the teeth being separated reverberates louder than expected causing you to cringe outwardly. Seonghwa remains unfazed, not having moved in the slightest since turning around.
Your jeans cling uncomfortably to the flesh of your legs, like a second skin you roll them down until they are submerged beneath the water where you step out of each leg, free of their constrictive hold. Your underwear remains where they sit around your hips.
The jeans join your shirt on the floor with a heavier and denser sounding plop. That’s when Seonghwa finally moves, tilting his head to the side but not at all chancing a peek. You decide within an instant that you wouldn’t remove the rest.
You clear your throat, the walls of it feeling tighter than before. The man takes that as the signal to turn around. He looks at the clothing pile first then draws his attention to you, standing amidst the now cool bath water. His eyes don’t linger, rather they focus solely on the faint glint of the ring on your finger. It’s gold, nearly lackluster under the warm lighting provided by the string of lights draped along the seam connecting the walls and ceiling together.
“Jewelry doesn’t fair well in water. It would be better to remove it if you wish to maintain its—“
“The fucking ring stays on.” Your strained retort cuts through his words, leaving them unfinished on the tip of his tongue.
Seonghwa’s gaze flicks up to yours, “Very well. Sit down and turn around, I’ll wash your hair first.”
You aren’t sure why you felt defensive about the ring— you loathed it and everything it represented. Yet the thought of parting with it has your hackles rising. Quietly, you lower yourself down into the water, keeping your back out of Seonghwa’s sight until the water lapped at your shoulders. It was then that you quickly turned and pressed your back flush against the side of the tub.
Seonghwa leans down to pick up the jar filled with blue liquid, twisting the metal top until it parts from the glass. You listen and wait, feeling jittery with him not in your direct line of sight.
“Try not to move so much.”
In the next second, you feel a light pressure gliding across your scalp. You jump at the sensation, tension gathering along your body while his hands thread through your hair, blunt nails scratching along the expanse of your head. He’s silent as he works through knots and matted clumps sealed together by caked on dirt and filth.
You hate how nice it feels.
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Wooyoung opens the door to the kitchen to find Mingi mid-stride with a wooden crate nestled between his arms. He quickly looks over, failing to see the edge of the island and clipping it with his side. Mingi yelps and the crate wobbles a bit in his hold. Wooyoung snorts, reaching his side in a slight skip to steady the crate from toppling over.
“Good morning, clumsy.” Wooyoung raises onto the tips of his toes and places a fat smooch on the taller man’s cheek.
Mingi smiles, setting the crate on the counter of the island before lowering down to reciprocate the kiss— except his aim for Wooyoung’s cheek was intercepted when the latter refused to turn his head. Their lips were varying degrees of chapped but it didn’t feel any less pleasant. Mingi sighs and the kiss ends. Wooyoung turns his attention to the crate, peering down to access its contents. A few heads of cabbage, discolored from dirt with carrots to match. There’s an undisclosed can right beside the vegetables, whatever label that had been on it completely removed.
“What’s the stock look like?”
Mingi also looks inside the crate, “Two cans of something and an onion… that’s sprouted a bit.”
Wooyoung sucks on his teeth, head shaking. Their reserves are essentially nonexistent which means a run to scavenge is direly needed. The lack of food brings the scene from last night in the dining hall to the forefront of his mind. Seeing his hard work splattered across the floor was already a knife in his chest but knowing that every bit of food counted and to have it so carelessly wasted because Jongho felt inclined to terrorize you just dug and twisted the imaginary dagger further into his person.
“Youngie?” Mingi is looking down at the other with an open curiosity.
Wooyoung hums, reaching into the crate to pull out the ingredients for what’ll be a very meager breakfast.
“Is Seonghwa really going to give the prisoner a bath?”
He pauses, eyes flicking up to look at the taller of the two. “Seonghwa?”
“Yes. I overheard him and Hongjoong talking about it this morning.”
Wooyoung purses his lips, “I guess so. Thought San was going to do it. He came to get her from mine and Yunho’s room earlier.”
Mingi’s eyebrows are practically touching his hairline, lips fallen apart as he watches Wooyoung continue to place cabbage and carrot onto the countertop.
“She was in your room?! Why was she in your room— was Yunho there??”
“Jongho and San were tormenting her last night in the dining hall, she passed out after I swooped in and saved the day like the honorable moth that I am but there was no place to put her so I just brought her to our room. And no, Yunho made his accommodations elsewhere.” His small tangent ends on a bitter note, not at all lost on Mingi.
“Sannie was standing outside of the bathroom when I left for the kitchen. He didn’t seem very happy.”
Wooyoung shrugs, “Probably just jealous that he isn’t getting to chew on captains new toy.”
Mingi frowns, not at all amused by the implication. “Hongjoong wouldn’t let a prisoner join the crew… let alone have a relationship like that with them.” He moves away, running a flustered hand through his hair. “Right, Youngie? He wouldn’t— couldn’t. He has us… he has me. What could she possibly give him that we don’t already have?”
The shorter man wasn’t sure where the hell Mingi’s sudden crash out was coming from but it seemed that it was holding far more space in his mind than was necessary. Wooyoung is quick to grab ahold of the other’s forearm, yanking him back to his side where he turns them so that Mingi was pressed to the counter with Wooyoung’s arms blocking him in.
“She has nothing— is nothing, to him or to us. What he’s doing now, biding his time or just playing around with his food for entertainment, isn’t because the rest of us— or you for that matter— aren’t good enough for him. That’s nonsense, Mingi. You know captain better than that. As if some unimpressive nobody could ever compete with us.” Wooyoung wiggles his eyebrows, a catty grin pulling at the corners of his lips. Mingi looks down at him wearily, not completely convinced by his words.
“Hongjoong has only one wing-bound. That’s you,” He presses a finger to the center of Mingi’s chest, where his white linen shirt is parted to reveal the canyon between his pecs. There’s a cheeky peeking of the swell of his chest, something that draws Wooyoung’s attention like a fly to rotting fruit. “He has seven mates that are loyal to him, that love and adore him. We give him everything he could possibly want, and then some.”
Mingi sucks his lower lip between his teeth when Wooyoung leans forward to press his lips against that patch of skin, eyes remaining connected with the taller’s.
Wooyoung whispers just as his hands slither to attach themselves to Mingi’s hips. “What more could he ask for, hm?”
The question serves as both rhetorical yet unsolicited. There’s an answer that could be given but isn’t exactly needed. Neither one is in a position to give as such, quickly devolving into wandering hands and hushed exchanges. The crate and its contents are swiftly forgotten.
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Seonghwa’s hands had worked deftly at your hair and lightly at your skin. In fact, his touch was more akin to a fleeting whisper. He hardly remained in one spot, never applied any sort of pressure and skimmed the cement colored liquid across your flesh that was reachable. Seonghwa avoided anything below the water, rather passing the jar to you to clean the rest of your body as you see fit. While you tended to your legs, raising them up above the water and keeping them propped by the curl of your toes on the opposite side of the tub, the man had returned to your hair with the sunset colored concoction nestled within his hand.
“What is this stuff? Smells like jasmine and ash.”
“More or less. Blades of grass and jasmine are crushed into paste where honeydew is added for consistency sake. Ash provides the color and mutes the more unpleasant smells. Plus,” He pauses to pick out a leaf that had kept itself hidden amongst your tresses. “It helps remove gunk from the skin.”
You raise an eyebrow, “And how would you know that?”
“I heard it from somewhere.” He purposefully yanks your hair hard enough for you to yelp. “Oh, my fingers got caught.”
The man offers no apology and you refrain from any further inquiries. Clearly he did not want to be questions about where he learned certain things— his knowledge of beneficial ingredients for skin care being one of them. It makes you suspicious, as if you weren’t already. Seonghwa looked down at your head, the blue and sunset goop mixed into a muted purple that only reflected at certain angles at the turn and tilt of a head. He’s sure when it washes out that it’ll make the bath water turn brown. It already appeared milky from the cement colored wash.
“Not to alarm you but you will be needing to rinse this out of your hair.”
“If I move forward and lean my head back will that be good enough for you?”
“You want me to wash it out? I figured you’d want the opportunity to do it so that you don’t find yourself waterlogged again.”
“I would rather not leave myself vulnerable.”
He hums, gathering your hair into his hands before leaning forward to position his mouth parallel to your ear. “A bit late for that, mayfly.”
His breath is uncomfortably hot and damp, making you twitch away.
“You never told me your name.” You say after a fleeting moment.
Seonghwa nudges you forward, of which you slightly scoot, still on edge of showing your back. The water had grown cloudy and provided a veil of privacy that you figured would be enough to keep your skin concealed.
“I had no reason to plus I’m sure you’ve heard it said by some of the others. Shouldn’t be hard to put two and two together.”
You both are silent as he grasps the sides of your head and tilts it back. He’s in your view now, upside down but still perfectly visible. “It’s not a proper meeting if we haven’t introduced ourselves.”
You aren’t sure why you are insistent on him telling you his name. It won’t hold any value to you, just a name to a face of another terrible person aiding in your captivity. You despise him no less than any of the others, no less than the captain.
He’s cupping water into his hands and splashing it over your head from your hairline to the ends.
“Seonghwa.” He says after a brief pause. “Park Seonghwa.”
“I would say it’s a pleasure to meet you but I would be lying.”
“Likewise.”
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saw a comment on the clip of Benz miming fucking Garfield that was like "should we be making them do this onstage no it makes me uncomfortable" my dude no one was forcing them to do that. they were told to act like moo deng and benz lost the fucking plot as soon as his hips started moving
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lc musical clips pt.5!! can't believe this reaches 5 parts. to be fair, the more i watch the cooler the actors are and the more i love each of their quirks.
funfact before we start, if we exclude CMZ(bcs wtf. you are not 124 y/o CMZ), the average age of LG actors is 28 while the average age of CXS actors is 25 (I didn't take their birth month into account so give or take one)
The oldest being Du Guangyi at 34 y/o and the youngest being Jing Yangqiao at 20 (21 this April).
(pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, pt.4, pt.6, pt.7 here)
68. BONUS, the composer for the musical songs, metablue, posted a composing diary/vlog of her making 'forget about it' aka the encore sofa song. It's a really cool watch, and it's pretty short too.
69. 14/03/2024, Wang Minhui made Cai Qi laugh and break character so hard by sliding on the table that they skip rock paper scissors altogether. Thank youu shimmeringweeds for finding this clip, youre a life saver.
70. 15/03/2024, Zi Bowen is really fun/bratty during CX and his mom's song, he's also been really into that hat and his panicked face during 'Dive Back in Time' tutting is gold. Other than that, Ji Xiaokun and Guo Hongxu are fun as usual.
71. Zhang Jiahao short vid, I love how nonchalant he is. Who gives a damn abt rehearsals when you can play basketball. We got snippets of other songs. And where did he get the random card reader??
(ooh, i'm putting the side actor into focus for once. also, i just realized ZJH is the actor who started swinging when WMH mistook director Li Haolin's name lol i love him.)
72. 16/03/2024 day, blind dog Cai Qi is so funny plss and the way Wang Minhui just let him live with the consequences.
73. 17/03/2024 night, Du Guangyi focused but you can hear Teng Chunpeng cutely messed up 'Dive Back in Time' in the background.
74. 23/02/2024, I don't think I've shared this clip of Du Guangyi playing pattycake(?? IDK the english name. I call it mimimi) with Wu Hanglu.
75. 18/03/2024, Bai Zhuoming mic mishap here, aggressive feet flailing with Wang Minhui and Deng Xianling, and also extended rock paper scissors!
76. 17/03/2024 day, I'll be honest I miss Ding Xingchen. That said, him and Xian Dongyue are having the best sibling wrestle.
77. 17/03/2024 day, same performance as above, and there's Wu Yihan doing overhead RPS.
78. 16/03/2024 night, Guo Hongxu fumbles the sofa/leg choreo again (left leg first man!), Shu Rongbo blubbering bcs GHX twist his arm post-RPS, and Wu Hanglu being the teasing big sister ever.
79. 21/03/2024, he once did overhead, now Wu Yihan is doing hip-height RPS, and he cheated. Shu Rongbo being confused. And they once again give the cutest hug, even for a side hug.
(heh, funny how JXK likes to hogs/blocks the sofa to annoy LG meanwhile SRB is always clearing the sofa for LG.)
80. 23/03/2024 day, very fun performance with Wang Yifei, Zhu Hanbin, and Deng Xianling. I highly recommend watching this. It's so fun I wrote a whole post about it. Also, harmonizing.
81. 22/03/2024, very short but look!! A Jing Yanqiao clip!!! I'm happy, I recently brainrotted on him. I wish he could perform more since I really like his voice but unfortunately I'm pretty sure he's still in school and have a limited schedule. But I will make you all love him before his BDay!
Today's bonus clip is a voice reel of Du Guangyi as Enforcer from the game Arknights! It's very soothing, I can fall asleep to his voice. He's so cool, he's an actor in everything. Musical actor, stage-play actor, TV and films actor, voice actor, he was a child actor too.
But since that's not a musical and it's kinda cheating, here's an actual bonus clip of Zhu Hanbin in Dr. Bloodthirsty (? 嗜血博士) musical. A small 3 person play which is giving me Jekyll and Hyde vibes. He's playing Jonathan, a young psychologist called to examine patient 13. It's really cool, please check it out!
(if anyone ever have a request on who the next bonus clip should be (even the side actors) just say so and I'll do my best. i'm always up for exploring new things)
#i think ive figured out the optimal way#for clip searching without an acc#theyre all so cool#but ill limit myself#to only two per post#or maybe ill make a separate post#link click#link click musical#lc musical list#wang minhui#cai qi#zi bowen#zhang jiahao#ji xiaokun#guo hongxu#du guangyi#teng chunpeng#wu hanglu#bai zhuoming#deng xianling#ding xingchen#xian dongyue#wu yihan#shu rongbo#wang yifei#zhu hanbin
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DFF Episode 10
- Phee lays it all out to Jin, who in turn does the same. We find out all of the analysis of light and dark mode was sadly just a production error (along with the dislocated hip instead of shoulder?) that made folks doubt Jin posted the video. I’ve been open to the idea he didn’t do it because of the evidence folks posted, but nope Jin actually did do that.
- Then like five minutes later Phee and Jin are trotting through the forest together arm in arm? And I’m supposed to care that Phee gives him a comforting speech? Yeah, no I was unable to find any enjoyment out of that touching moment - a stark contrast to the moment they shared in an earlier episode in the coffins.
- I think it’s important that Phee tells Jin that he *thinks* Tan/New set the traps for Por and Uncle Deng. I’m still not convinced! Drugging Top? Yeah. The rest? I don’t know!
- We finally got to see Fluke reach his breaking point, which is not surprising as the boy has been steadily simmering in a pot of shit, and he demands a confession at gunpoint from Tee. Which Fluke gets, after a very brief interlude where he shoots Top!!
- Tee tells what happened when he turned Non over to his uncle. Poor Non getting beat on that rooftop, I had trouble watching. Tee says he later inquired and was told stop asking. Flashback shows Non survived at least after the rooftop beating, but we don’t know beyond that. Perth is also shown in flashback so maybe the theory about Perth’s character somehow saving Non will be true.
- Again, I think it’s really important that this episode we were told what Phee *thinks* Tan/New did, and that Tee still didn’t confirm for sure that Non is dead. What if Non somehow survived and is the one doing the killing? What if he somehow stalked the group to that house (working with White?).
- Top was shot in the abdomen. He really had no back story at all, so he’s pretty much expendable as far as the narrative is concerned. He has been Tee’s lackey.
- After showing how much harm Tee has actively caused, he seems to be the natural next victim, but they also said there would be twists until the end.
- Previews for next week have a flash of White that looks like he could also be going to that place where Tee’s uncle ran things? I think? And JJay said on one of his IG lives that “Tee and White are a lot alike.” What if he was also indebted to Tee’s uncle? What if White somehow knows Non and they are working together? 🤔
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↪︎ G'DAY, JINO! _ 6 ▸ MIND ON MOO DENG DURATION : 17 minutes, 30 seconds
NOW PLAYING ▸ NO CLUE _ JEVIAN JULIAN
the scenes opens to jino watching the moo deng live stream on his phone, the camera is directed to his phone rather than his face. it plays for a couple more seconds before the clip cuts to jino getting ready for his day.
the notorious cut scene of him wiping away the steam from the mirror to show him smirking, shooting finger guns at his reflection, before he begins the rest of his grooming routine — which is absurdly short but is now with the necessities rather than just soap, water and lotion — going through the motions of a quick and easy skincare regime: toner, moisturizer and sunscreen!
he does blow dry his hair before the scene cuts away.
NOW PLAYING ▸ ONE TWO THINGS _ PARTY PUPILS & LOUIS FUTON
caption: today, in honor of my new favorite animal (moo deng), we will be making these moo deng croissants i saw online! i’ve never baked bread before so wish me luck!
to say that jino was a good baker would be wishful thinking. cooking — yes, jino could do well. follow a recipe, make adjustments here and there, sometimes not follow the recipe and it’ll still turn out okay? yeah, he could do that.
but baking and everything that required absolutely precise measurements and weights — well, sometimes jino lacked the patience for it.
he was much too accustomed to his grandmother’s way of measuring aka: go with your heart. and sometimes jino’s heart seemed to tip the scale a little more than he should.
now, he wouldn’t say his attempts were downright disastrous; he tried his best! but sometimes his best efforts were not really the best, at least to his critics (those who shall not be named but know who they are!).
riding down to the nearest grocery store with his list in hand, jino has come equipped with success. aside from the salt and sugar that he already had at home, he needed butter (he just ran out), active dry yeast, whole milk and all-purpose flour.
the trip to the store was going great, so why was he suddenly getting nervous?
NOW PLAYING ▸ YUMMY _ JAY PARK & MARGARITA _ KIRIN
it was sink or swim. or well, in baker’s terms: rise or fall. and as it was apparent in the proof: maybe jino would succeed after all.
his plan — after seeing a viral photo online and somehow convincing himself that he could replicate it easy-peasy — was to make a normal croissant and then stick little dough pegs into the sides for legs, another mound of dough to the end for moo deng’s snoot and chocolate chips for eyes.
it sounded easy enough — but that was the thing: everything was always easier said than done.
a fast-forwarded array of cuts show jino going through the whole step by step process of making a croissant: from the butter layer to pushing the chocolate chips into the rolled dough.
the last clip is of jino finally placing the tray into the oven, hands on his hips once the door is shut.
NOW PLAYING ▸ PALO SANTO _ SAINT JOSHUA
it opens with the croissants out of the oven. the heat escaping into the air and fogging up the lens — immediately hiding the image from view before jino can clean up the lens with the edge of his shirt, a sly peek of his abdomen beneath has him wagging his finger at the camera as if to say naughty, naughty.
the camera once more is turned to the croissants before being placed at the corner of the kitchen island so jino can begin trying them out.
he picks up one of the croissants, and although hot to the touch, he braves the heat by putting the pastry at the tips of his fingers. reaching toward the camera, the brief close up shows the messiness of that the croissants ended up in. overly bloated in the legs, unraveled in some parts and the chocolate eyes had run along the sides — no longer holding their eye-like shape and looked more like chocolate tears than moo deng’s eyes.
caption: who wore it best? moo deng edition!
he retrieves his phone from his pocket to show a picture of moo deng to the camera and brings the croissant side by side to it.
caption: did i do her justice?
jino laughs before shaking his head. setting his phone face down to the counter before waving his hand at the camera as if to say he was only kidding — because of course he was, there was no way that the cutest pygmy hippo he’s set his eyes on could be compared to his fail of a baking project.
caption: jk! i know this was a fail but i should at least taste test it right?
a mysterious cut is made and instead of the six croissants that had been on the tray in front of the camera, there are only four now — with one in jino’s hand — had there been a second take made before he taste-tested? only the editors know!
jino bites into the croissant, seemingly for the first time, smiling as he shrugs, as if to say eh.
caption: final verdict! not bad, not good. maybe i’ll try it again next year, lol.
AFTER CREDIT CLIP ▸
a clip of jino eating the freshly baked croissant (take one) and burning his mouth, trying to hold in his chew before he could safely swallow; but he does drop his tongue out his mouth once he swallows, feeling the heated ache from the instant burn.
“so hot, ahh.”
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I imagine that in a Modern AU ( now this is mainly about the Indomitable Gauls and several other Asterix characters )
Asterix be dressing like kinda ' hip hillbilly style '
Obelix be often dressing like a French Canadian lumberjack or smth
Panacea be often dressing in soft hillbilly/cottagecore styles ( sometimes dressing like Lucy Gray Baird btw )
Tragicomix be often dressing in country greaser style
Geriatrix often dressing kinda like old Steve Rogers
Taillefine often dressing kinda like trendy hillbilly styles
Vitalstatistix often dresses in classic redneck styles
Impedimenta often dresses in modern cowgirl/hillbilly styles
Orinjade's styles to have some nods to the styles of Charithra Chandran, Naomi Scott and Kamala Khan
Fu Yi's styles to have some nods to the styles of Luna La and Lana Condor
And Du Deng be often dressing in ' glam hip ' Chinese Street fashion
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Samimiyet ve gerçeklik aradığın o dönem
Bu 2 kelime özellikle de "samimiyet" kısmı uzunca bir süredir en çok önem verdiğim değerlerim arasında yer alıyor. Değerler.. Bu ara bu konuyu epey düşünüyorum. Aralık ayında inbox'ıma düşen bir mailde tam da bu değerler meselesi ele alınmıştı. Değerlerimiz ve biz. Biz büyüdükçe değerlerimiz de büyüyor mu? Yoksa aslında bizim değerlere bakış açımız mı büyüyor? Büyüyen bir şeyler var ama bilemedim şimdi. Yine ne saçmalıyorum :d
Gece gece aklıma buraya girmek geldi ve bak saat 00:57 ve yazı yazmaya başlarken buldum kendimi. Önce eski yazdığım 1-2 yazıya göz attım. Beynimi akıttığım yazılara. Bazı cümlelerime kendim bile şaşırıyorum, diyorum vay be, vay anasını ne güzel demişim. Yazıp da okurken utandığım olmadı, demek ki kendimi kutlayabilirim. Kendini kutlamak, ah o da bu "samimiyet ve gerçeklik aradığım o dönem" içerisine o kadar dahil bir kelime öbeği ki, hatta eylem desek daha doğru veya İngilizler'in deyimiyle collacation. Bilmiyorum valla. Soğuk bir kış günü ve ben birazdan uyuyacağım ama öncesinde kendime mor fincanımda bir papatya çayı yaptım. Bu fincan küçük, o yüzden papatya çayı içmek için çok ideal. Büyük bir fincan da içtiğimde gece çok çişim geliyor ve bir süre sonra papatya çayı bayıyor yani böyle midemde lıkır lıkır, yatakta dönerken o sıvıyı hissedebiliyorum. Denge mühim. Papatya çayında bile denge mühim. Neyse papatya çayım, güzel bi' mumum var ve fonda böyle lofi hip hop çalıyor. Valla bi yaştan sonra bu 3'lü samimiyet ve gerçeklik aradığım o dönemin imzası gibi oldular. Paketin içine bu üçlü de dahil oldu. Uyku öncesi kitim gibi. Haftasonu özellikle de cuma ya da cumartesi gecesi bunu yaptığımda kendime şefkat gösteriyormuşum gibi oluyor, aslında gibi demek yanlış olur, kendime şefkat gösteriyorum. Yaş aldıkça bu kavramlar benim için çok önemli olmaya başladı. Yani böyle öğrenciyken falan farkına varamıyorsun pek böyle şeylere. Ne zaman ki 20li yaşlarının sonuna geliyorsun. O zaman dank etmeye başlıyor, her şey teker teker.
Aslında her zaman farkındalığı yüksek ve empatik biri oldum ama mesela gerçekten olgunlaşmak diye bir şey var yani. Ve hani yaşla da ilgili. Ben olgunluğun yaşla ilgisi yok diyenlere ne yazık ki katılmıyorum. Yaş aldıkça olgunlaşma kaçınılmaz oluyor. E tabi herkesin olgunlaşma kapasitesi farklı. Bazen bi adam görüyorsun 60'ında ama çocuk gibi, sonra diyorsun ki hiç olgun değil. Evet ama sen onu bi' de 20'de görseydin. 20'sinden 60'ına kadar bi nebze de olsa, 0.01'de olsa bi' artış kaçınılmaz. Neyse konumuza dönelim... Samimiyet ve gerçeklik: neden benim için bu kadar önemli diye düşünüyorum. Sanırım yaşıyor olduğumu hissettiren 2 kelime olduğu için. Samimiyet ise benim için içtenlik demek. Yani yine gerçeklikle bir ilgisi var. -mış gibi olmayan, olduğu gibi olan, belki de filtresizlik.
Bunları düşünüyor beynim işte, bazen :) Belki de papatya çayını mor fincanda içme sebebimde gerçekten içmek istediğim içindir. Kim bilir. Burdan da metafor çıkaramam ya ... Valla he. Öyle işte. Değerler üzerine düşünmek güzel ama ve bizi çapalayan daha tutarlı yapan da belki onlar. O halde değerlerimizi keşfedip samimiyet ve gerçekliği her daim yakaladığımız güzel günlere ...
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#değerler #samimiyet #içtenlik #gerçeklik #papatyaçayı #morfincan
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You’ve heard the list of to-do’s for a long life: exercise, eat healthy, get sleep, and so forth. But when it comes to physical activity, experts who specialize in healthy aging go beyond just fitting in 20 to 40 minutes per day. We spoke with longevity experts to learn what research-backed physical activities they incorporate into their everyday routines for a longer life. From mowing the lawn to jumping rope, their answers show that exercise for healthy aging doesn’t need to be expensive or complicated—but rather a culmination of little habits that build upon each other over time. Experts In This Article Brittany Ferri, PhD, occupational therapist with the National Council on Aging Greg Hammer, MD, former physician at Stanford School of Medicine and best-selling author Kathleen Cameron, BSPharm, MPH, senior director of the National Council on Aging’s Center for Healthy Aging Matthew Kulka, DO, board-certified family medicine physician based in Pennsylvania Ronald A. Primas, MD, a translational longevity medicine physician and clinical instructor of medicine at Mount Sinai Hospital Yong Deng, OMD, staff physician and chair of the Department of Acupuncture and Chinese Medicine at Sonoran University of Health Sciences Zvinka Zlatar, PhD, associate adjunct professor of psychiatry at the University of California San Diego, who leads the university’s Wellness Initiative for Senior Enrichment (WISE) research program Here are the physical activities longevity pros partake in that may just inspire you, too. 1. They stretch and move every hour One of the most common habits of the longevity experts we spoke with: consistently getting up to avoid long bouts of sitting. “I try to get up and move around or stretch at least one time every hour,” says Zvinka Zlatar, PhD, associate adjunct professor of psychiatry at the University of California San Diego, who leads the university’s Wellness Initiative for Senior Enrichment (WISE) research program. “I also use a stand-up desk to break up my sitting time during the work week and avoid sitting down as much as possible.” Older women who sat for 11.6 hours or more per day had a 57 percent higher risk of all-cause death and 78 percent higher risk of cardiovascular disease death compared to those who sat for less than 9.3 hours per day, per a 2024 study in the Journal of the American Heart Association. For Kathleen Cameron, BSPharm, MPH, senior director of the National Council on Aging’s Center for Healthy Aging, these movement breaks often include stretching. “As much as possible, I try to walk around my house or office in between meetings for five to 10 minutes,” Cameron says. “Sometimes I also stretch my legs if I have been sitting too long and feel stiff. I will do yoga exercises or stretches for my knees and hips.” Stretching during these breaks is key for longevity experts, who are well aware of research showing the connection between flexibility and healthy aging. Flexibility improves joint movement, balance, and walking—all of which reduce the risk of falling in older adults, per a 2022 study in the International Journal of Environmental Research and Public Health. In that study, researchers found that older adults saw significant improvements in flexibility whether they did strength and static stretching exercises or dynamic and static stretching exercises, compared to a group that remained sedentary. Longevity experts also practice flexibility through exercises that encourage a mind-body connection. “Participating in activities like yoga or tai chi can improve flexibility, balance, and overall mobility,” says Brittany Ferri, PhD, an occupational therapist with the National Council on Aging. “This can help lessen the risk of falls, which are a common cause of injury among older adults.” Aging affects core systems responsible for maintaining balance in your body, like the stress-response, metabolic, and musculoskeletal systems. Emerging research shows that yoga may
benefit these systems by regulating your stress-response, per a 2024 review in The Journal of Nutrition, Health and Aging. 2. They bring a friend along to their workouts When longevity experts get moving, they try to include friends and family. “I make physical activity a social event as much as I can,” Dr. Zlatar says. “So, I go on a daily walk with a friend rather than by myself. This helps us keep each other accountable and motivated.” Not only can involving a loved one keep you on track with staying active, but it can also boost your wellbeing from a longevity perspective. “Of critical importance is social connectedness and maintaining strong relationships with family and friends,” Cameron says. “This is key to healthy aging and longevity.” Older adults who are lonely have a higher risk of chronic illness, depression, and early death, but research suggests that improved social connectedness lowers those risks, per a 2023 review in BMJ Open. The review found that intergenerational programs with teens, for instance, can enhance social connections for older adults—benefiting their immune system, mental health, and overall strength. To put it into action, sign up for a tai chi or yoga class with a friend, invite a family member over to cook a healthy meal with you, or visit a local community center to meet new people. “Of critical importance is social connectedness and maintaining strong relationships with family and friends. This is key to healthy aging and longevity.” —Kathleen Cameron, BSPharm, MPH 3. They add weights to their everyday routines One very specific and actionable step longevity experts take to enhance their physical activity routines: They add weights, or at least use their body weight, to boost a workout. “Incorporating strength training exercises—using body weight, free weights, or machines at the gym—at least twice a week helps maintain muscle mass and bone density,” Dr. Ferri says. “As we age, we naturally lose muscle and bone strength, but strength training can help avoid this.” This doesn’t mean you have to become a pro bench presser. It can be as simple as grabbing some light weights when you step outside for a walk or get up from your desk to move. “When I go for a walk, I try to get my heart rate up by walking fast or adding weights to get a few more minutes of moderate-intensity exercise,” Dr. Zlatar says. “I remind myself that this not only helps my body to stay healthy, but also my brain.” Regardless of the amount of aerobic exercise they did, adults ages 65 and older who did strength training at least two times per week had a lower risk of early death from any cause than those who did less strength training, per a 2022 study in JAMA Network Open. Longevity experts also try to target different muscle groups as they incorporate weight training. “Do resistance training at least two times per week, including flexor and extensor muscles between each pair of major joints,” says Greg Hammer, MD, a recently retired Stanford School of Medicine physician and best-selling author. “Also engage your core with asymmetric cable or dumbbell exercises. You should do core and balance training at least two times per week, which you can combine with cardio or resistance training.” 4. They garden and mow their lawn Another pervasive habit of our longevity experts: tending to their plants outdoors. “I garden two to three times per week, which includes walking around my yard,” Cameron says. “Watering plants, picking weeds, and bending over are excellent natural exercises.” Compared with older adults who don’t exercise, those who garden as one of their main physical activities have lower rates of heart attack, diabetes, stroke, high blood pressure, and high cholesterol, per a 2022 study in the Journal of the Academy of Nutrition and Dietetics. It’s something longevity experts have seen firsthand, too: “Daily physical activities like gardening have helped enhance my cardiovascular health, flexibility, and muscle strength,”
says Yong Deng, OMD, staff physician and chair of the Department of Acupuncture and Chinese Medicine at Sonoran University of Health Sciences. Mowing your lawn also counts, even if it feels like a chore list item to check off. “It can actually help increase your longevity,” says Matthew Kulka, DO, a board-certified family medicine physician based in Pennsylvania. “It's a great way to get both aerobic exercise through walking and strength training through pushing the mower, all while not realizing you're working out.” 5. They take their workouts outside Even if it doesn’t involve gardening specifically, longevity experts know the value of stepping outside for exercise. “I try to get outdoors as much as possible for short walks in the park and long weekend walks for over an hour in a local forest with hiking trails,” says Ronald A. Primas, MD, a translational longevity medicine physician and clinical instructor of medicine at Mount Sinai Hospital. “This connection with nature not only boosts physical health, but also enhances mental well-being.” In Japan, some physicians prescribe "forest bathing" (shinrin-yoku) to their patients, which promotes grounding and earthing principles, Dr. Primas adds. Studies have shown that forest bathing can reduce stress, anxiety, depression, and anger—while strengthening the immune system, improving cardiovascular and metabolic health, and boosting overall well-being. For instance, forest bathing was found to significantly lower cortisol levels in a 2019 review in the International Journal of Biometeorology. Meanwhile, it benefited both stress and blood pressure levels in urban dwellers who were introduced to forest bathing, per a 2023 review in the International Journal of Environmental Research and Public Health. “Starting healthy habits early in life can provide long-term benefits, but even adopting these habits later in life can result in tremendous health improvements.” —Ronald A. Primas, MD 6. They jump rope (yes, really!) Exercises to boost your lifespan can also be fun and pump up your heart rate. Longevity experts make working out more interesting with activities they enjoy. “Jumping rope boosts your bone density and you can get a great aerobic workout anywhere in your home—just make sure you’re away from walls and breakables,” says Dr. Kulka, who jumps rope as a regular activity. “Plus, it’s great for improving coordination.” This childhood-favorite activity has even been found to improve hip bone mineral density in premenopausal people, per a 2015 study in the American Journal of Health Promotion. How can you incorporate exercise habits for healthy aging into your life? It’s a common misconception that habits for longevity have to be expensive, complicated, or involve big goals. However, not only is that approach unnecessary, but it’s unsustainable. For instance, if you shift from not exercising at all to signing up for an expensive gym and try to go every day for an hour, you’re probably less likely to stick with it. “It's important to keep in mind that small, consistent changes are the best way to start off,” Dr. Zlatar says. Establishing simple habits for longevity is an overall lifestyle change you make throughout every chapter of your life—and continue to build upon (and benefit from) as you grow older. “One misconception is that it’s either too early or too late to start adopting these behaviors,” Dr. Primas says. “Starting healthy habits early in life can provide long-term benefits, but even adopting these habits later in life can result in tremendous health improvements.” Plus, don’t buy into the hype of pricey longevity supplements or treatments. “Another misconception regarding longevity is that it costs a lot of money to achieve and that it takes a lot of effort,” Dr. Primas adds. “In reality, many effective habits—like walking, stretching, and balance exercises—are low-cost or free.” Our experts’ advice: Start with small, concrete goals and try to tie them to activities or habits you already have.
(FYI: This is called habit stacking.) “For example, instead of sitting down while you drink your morning coffee, try to stand up,” Dr. Zlatar says. “Or, instead of having a large bottle of water on your desk, have a smaller bottle so you have more excuses to get up and refill it throughout the day.” These little changes can easily become habits that make you healthier—and over time, you can expand your goals to extend your lifespan. Well+Good articles reference scientific, reliable, recent, robust studies to back up the information we share. You can trust us along your wellness journey. Nguyen S, Bellettiere J, Anuskiewicz B, Di C, Carlson J, Natarajan L, LaMonte MJ, LaCroix AZ. Prospective Associations of Accelerometer-Measured Machine-Learned Sedentary Behavior With Death Among Older Women: The OPACH Study. J Am Heart Assoc. 2024 Mar 5;13(5):e031156. doi: 10.1161/JAHA.123.031156. Epub 2024 Feb 27. PMID: 38410939; PMCID: PMC10944026. La Greca S, Rapali M, Ciaprini G, Russo L, Vinciguerra MG, Di Giminiani R. Acute and Chronic Effects of Supervised Flexibility Training in Older Adults: A Comparison of Two Different Conditioning Programs. Int J Environ Res Public Health. 2022 Dec 17;19(24):16974. doi: 10.3390/ijerph192416974. PMID: 36554854; PMCID: PMC9779245. Loewenthal JV, Farkas EJ, McGough K, Tomita B, Wayne PM, Orkaby AR. The impact of yoga on aging physiology: A review. J Nutr Health Aging. 2024 Feb;28(2):100005. doi: 10.1016/j.jnha.2023.100005. Epub 2023 Dec 18. Erratum in: J Nutr Health Aging. 2024 May;28(5):100249. doi: 10.1016/j.jnha.2024.100249. PMID: 38388108. Simionato J, Vally H, Archibald D. Circumstances that promote social connectedness in older adults participating in intergenerational programmes with adolescents: a realist review. BMJ Open. 2023 Oct 17;13(10):e069765. doi: 10.1136/bmjopen-2022-069765. PMID: 37848294; PMCID: PMC10583064. Webber BJ, Piercy KL, Hyde ET, Whitfield GP. Association of Muscle-Strengthening and Aerobic Physical Activity With Mortality in US Adults Aged 65 Years or Older. JAMA Netw Open. 2022 Oct 3;5(10):e2236778. doi: 10.1001/jamanetworkopen.2022.36778. PMID: 36251297; PMCID: PMC9577673. Veldheer S, Tuan WJ, Al-Shaar L, Wadsworth M, Sinoway L, Schmitz KH, Sciamanna C, Gao X. Gardening Is Associated With Better Cardiovascular Health Status Among Older Adults in the United States: Analysis of the 2019 Behavioral Risk Factor Surveillance System Survey. J Acad Nutr Diet. 2023 May;123(5):761-769.e3. doi: 10.1016/j.jand.2022.10.018. Epub 2022 Oct 30. PMID: 36323395; PMCID: PMC10752423. Antonelli M, Barbieri G, Donelli D. Effects of forest bathing (shinrin-yoku) on levels of cortisol as a stress biomarker: a systematic review and meta-analysis. Int J Biometeorol. 2019 Aug;63(8):1117-1134. doi: 10.1007/s00484-019-01717-x. Epub 2019 Apr 18. PMID: 31001682. Qiu Q, Yang L, He M, Gao W, Mar H, Li J, Wang G. The Effects of Forest Therapy on the Blood Pressure and Salivary Cortisol Levels of Urban Residents: A Meta-Analysis. Int J Environ Res Public Health. 2022 Dec 27;20(1):458. doi: 10.3390/ijerph20010458. PMID: 36612777; PMCID: PMC9819785. Tucker LA, Strong JE, LeCheminant JD, Bailey BW. Effect of two jumping programs on hip bone mineral density in premenopausal women: a randomized controlled trial. Am J Health Promot. 2015 Jan-Feb;29(3):158-64. doi: 10.4278/ajhp.130430-QUAN-200. PMID: 24460005.
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After a little pause, she fixes her gaze on him after hearing him mention her jacket. Goro didn't buy it for her, but possibly seeing him in a comparable item had an impact on her decision. However, she did prefer fur, so that much was authentic in her choice. After continuing to stare for a second, she looks down to inspect her own clothing. While shifting slightly, boot-covered feet make a clicking noise against the concrete from heels. Weight shifting so that it mostly rests against her right or left hip. Indecisive in placement, hence her adjustments. "I bought it." But the necklace she wore was a different story.
Her fingers continue to stroke the pack of cigarettes in her pocket as she fights the urge to smoke despite temptation and a yearning for nicotine. She would do so till she was by herself, at least that was the plan. "Does it matter which one?" Her head is slightly cocked in an expression of inquiry when her gaze returns to him.
She would do whatever Goro requested of her, of course, but she was hardly ever asked to do anything. Why would he feel the need to ask her? He had Ji-hun and Deng. After all, she always looked her finest by his side or on his lap, his prized possession. His jewel. ". . It's for myself."
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she doesn't laugh at him, not outwardly, but she was going to. he thinks he can slightly recognize the shift in expression, and he chooses to ignore it (for now).
❝ i know all their birthdays. we celebrate all of them. ❞ he shrugs simply as he says this. ❝ ... yes. i enjoyed myself, though this isn't my personal aesthetic. ❞
ren has never been an athlete, though he used to run track in high school. more time for activities then. he adjusts the collar of his suit jacket, swiveling his cap forward. he's used to being followed, it seems, and being questioned.
❝ your jacket — did that man get it for you?? ❞ if he didn't know any better, he would guess they were intentionally matching. that man has one similar.
ren engages her freely, and whether it is the lateness of the hour or the (many) drink(s) he's consumed is hard to say. ❝ ... are you keeping an eye on me? if you are, is it for yourself? — or for him? ❞
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Eric: God, we’re receiving award, Deng. Can you behave for a sec?!
#old but gold#deng's bad hand two timing between minwoo's hips and eric's ass#i can't#lmao#shinhwa#shinhwa gifs#eric mun#eric#lee minwoo#minwoo#kim dongwan#dongwan#erowan#mnet#20's choice#this love
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