#pd 48

[khakilike]

Oh, man! Girls Planet members debuting. Ooh! So this is how it felt for Produce 48 fans to be waiting all those years! Okay. Okay. It's special. It's special. Wow. Okay.

PD realizes that GIRLS PLANET 999′s Jeong Jiyoon is now a member of ICHILLIN'

[fish-shaped-mango]

I may have been a little bored

Bitb ≈ 11:43:12

Apotheosis ≈ 27:15:26

Suckening ≈ 39:58:43 up to 13

Convergence ≈ 18:35:59

Avg episode length ≈ 3:57:28

Convergence with average 3 missing episodes ≈ 30:28:23

Pd s1 ≈ 43:48:16

Pd s2 ≈ 71:58:15

All pd ≈ 115:46:31

Fated s1 ≈ 52:07:34 not including the recap

Fated s2 ≈ 97:36:07

All of fated ≈ 149:43:41 with out recap

All of fated ≈ 150:49:36 with recap

Riptide ≈ 197:41:08 with out origins

Riptide ≈ 199:31:54 with origins

The black rose pirates ≈ 4:28:19

Mythborne ≈ 6:05:34

Age of heros ≈ 4:24:05

Monster control services ≈ 4:02:11

All together ≈ 582:41:30

[kkuraissante]

✧ ultimate bias ✧

In which y/n is a big fan of Sakura (ft. aespa!y/n)

[y/n confessing her love for Sakura during an interview]

“so, y/n who is your celebrity crush?” the radio host in front of her asked. 

hearing the question, the rest of her members looked at each other, sharing a knowing glance. “huh, well… I think some of the fans may noticed it based on my phone wallpaper, but my celebrity crush is sakura from le sserafim.” y/n admitted shyly, lightly scratching the back of her head.

“I actually became her fans during pd 48 and have been her fans ever since. You don’t know how happy I was when I heard that she will debut again into a new girl group after the disbandment. I cried so hard after watching the intro videos,” y/n confessed. 

karina laughed after hearing her comments, “yeah, you wouldn’t believe how crazy she is for sakura. she collected albums and merch, basically a hardcore fan”.

“no, but do you guys remember how she sneaked out of the dorm during our free time to attend izone fansign? It was legendary. She talked our ears off about sakura that day” giselle added, groaning at the memories. 

the host and members laughed hearing the remarks. 

“well, I mean, who could blame me, she was perfect. a literal angel.” y/n tried to defend herself. “hopefully I will be able to go to her fansign again” y/n sighed happily at the thought. 

“you heard it guys, you need to steal y/n heart from sakura” the host joked.

[y/n’s room tour during her vlog]

“hi guys, today I will be showing you my room” y/n waved at the camera, standing outside her bedroom door. 

“so, here is the entrance. this is a custom-made sign that I bought on the internet and essentials to keep my sanity,” y/n gestured to a red sign that read ‘yoo jimin do not enter unless permitted’ in the middle of the door.

opening the door, y/n waved her hand excitedly for the camera, “welcome to my sanctuary.”

“first thing first, this is my closet, it’s a little messy since we’ve been busy these past few weeks, but its usually not this bad, I promise!” y/n said seriously, raising her pinky finger up.

“here is my desk, with my gaming setup. I’ve been playing valorant and lol whenever I’m free. over there is my keyboard and guitar wall. the black guitar is a gift from jimin unnie and the white one is from taeyeon unnie. this is actually my first guitar that I bought with my money” y/n showed everything before raising a red fender Stratocaster, showing it proudly. 

“moving on, this side is the bed. it looks comfy right?” y/n shoot the bed before raising the camera upwards, showing the hanging shelf, filled with albums, mainly her senior and izone albums. “and here is my album collection. most of these are gifts from sunbaenim during promotion and the only albums that I bought myself are the izones one” y/n smiled proudly at the camera. 

“look, this one is signed by all members” she showed the bloom*iz album. “Sakura was so pretty during this era,”

“and this is my photocards collection” y/n opened a photo album. “it’s mostly Sakura but I have other people too. this one is my favorite,” y/n raised sakura perfect night pc, “she look so cute with the glasses right?  oh!  I also want to flex a little, are you curious? this is not sakura, but I really like it” y/n show off a chaewon photocard. “ I think this is one of the rare photocard and are sold very expensive, so i’m really happy that i have it. also, chaewon-ssi looks so pretty here"

“so, that’s all for my vlog. thank you for watching the video. I love you MY’s, byee” y/n blowed a kiss at the camera before the vlog ended. 

[karinanana]: y/n is literally one of us

[y/n_wife]: I never expect that I will finally see an idol that collect photocards

[fimmily222]: y/n is the biggest sakura stan. we have an idol piona!!

[amboya.amboya]: I know the rest of her members are tired hearing her fangirling over sakura. look how much she rambled about her throughout the vlog. 

[thirstyfory/n]: the rare chaewon pc is killing me

[y/n showing her things during live]

“hi! Welcome to my weverse live!” y/n grins at the camera in front of her before reading the comments on her phone. 

“unnie, what items has you bought recently?” y/n read out loud. she scratched her chin before standing up abruptly, “wait a moment guys, let me pick some stuff up” she apologized, moving out of the frame, towards her bedroom. after 5 minutes she came back, holding a bunch of stuff on her arms.

“sorry for the wait but I’m back! let me review all the things that I bought recently” 

“first thing! its a t shirt” y/n raised a white t shirt, “it’s very cute right? i bought it in Japan during one of our schedules”

“this hoodie is also bought in Japan” y/n raised a black chrome hearts hoodie, “now I have a matching hoodie with Sakura” she blushed slightly at the thought.

remembering that its live, she tried to change the subject, quickly picking up the next item which is a headphone accessory. “oh, I bought it because it look cool, like, why does sakura always wear the coolest stuff” y/n whined at the camera. “she’s just so perfect”

“and the last thing is this” y/n raised a big basket filled with knitting yarn and needles. “I’ve noticed that sakura has been knitting a lot recently and I want to also try it. maybe trying to give her a handmade beanie if i succeed later”

“this is the first thing that I make” y/n picked up what looks like a knitted leaf. “it’s for headphones, but I think I screwed it to the point its unrecognizable, it’s way too crooked and ugly. minjeong teased me the other day saying that a year old could do it better than me” y/n pouted, remembering the teasing that she has to endure from her members that day.

“let’s move from my bad knitting projects…”

[minarisplaything]

The Producer: Second Audition ft. Huh Yunjin

A/N: you can consider this a one-shot to the main series or perhaps a glimpse into the future of what's to come. either way i wanted to post it because It honestly might be one of my favorite things i've written in a minute and i'm not sure when the next chapter installment will be. enjoy!

pairing: huh yunjin x m!reader/oc summary: After first evaluations don’t go as planned, PD-nim gets an unexpected visitor at his office. rating: Explicit

An unexpected knock at your door pulled you from the pile of documents on your table.

“Come in!” you called.

The past 48 hours had been a crash course in learning that while your uncle may have invested in modern facilities, he had not invested in modern record keeping. You and Jessica had already discussed hiring someone to help with converting everything to digital but for now the task was left up to you to sort through the records. A task that was proving tiresome at best. So when Yunjin poked her head through your door it was a welcome relief.

“Yunjin, what can I do for you?”

You didn’t feel as though you had a chance to truly get to know any of the girls as of yet. And with evaluations ongoing it made any attempts at breaking the ice even more tense. Except for Hyejoo who seemed unphased by anything, least of all your presence.

“PD-nim,” Yunjin greeted, her voice sounding surprisingly strained. “Do you have time to talk?”

“Of course. What’s on your mind?”

From what Jessica had told you of Yunjin she was quite the extrovert. And you had noticed it when seeing the girls interact with each other. But as she stood before you now she seemed almost nervous, apprehensive even; but there was a quiet determination in her eyes. Curious, you reclined back into your chair and eyed her. She fidgeted with her hands for a moment before putting them behind her back.

“I wanted to talk about my evaluation.”

“Ah…”

“I was nervous and trying to impress you. I didn’t perform anywhere near my best,” she began to ramble. “And I know Lily and Chaehyun still have their evaluations coming up and I know they both have fucking amazing voices...”

You nearly choked on air the way she swore openly.

“Sorry,” she quickly amended before continuing, “I just don’t want you to think that this is the best I can do. I will do anything to debut. I need this and I want you to have the best impression of me.”

Fuck. This was the part of the job you were going to feel guilty about. Even the person who was usually cool, calm and collected was pouring her heart out in hopes that she wouldn’t be cut from the debut group. Is this why your uncle gave you this job? The old man was insane but he had a good heart. He wouldn’t have been able to stomach this but…then again you were barely stomaching this as it was.

When you snapped out of your thoughts you realized Yunjin had made her way from the front of your desk around to your chair. Swallowing thickly you couldn’t help but notice that the nervousness had seemingly left her body as she looked at you with lidded eyes. Every logical cell in your body was saying to do something, anything, and yet all you did was find your eyes drawn to her lips.

“Yunjin…”

“PD-nim” she interrupted you. She grabbed the arm of your chair, turning it so you could face her. “You know the girls keep talking about how handsome you are.”

“I don’t think…”

Before you could finish your sentence, Yunjin was sliding her body into your lap, straddling your legs. She straightened, pressing her lithe form against yours for a moment before sitting back onto your thighs so she could look at you. Here you had thought you were going to hear the plea of a desperate girl, now you were looking at a woman who was in complete control of what she was doing.

“Between you and me, who is your favorite?” her fingers danced along your chest, slowly unbuttoning your shirt, “You call tell me, I promise I won’t say. Is it Jimin-unnie? Or Chaewon-unnie?” She leaned close, her breath hot against your ear as she whispered you a secret, “I think you could fuck both of them if you wanted to.”

Your cock gave a guilty twitch at those words.

“Yunjin” you finally got out, finding your tongue, “This isn’t appropriate. And this isn’t how to secure your spot in the group.”

In response to you trying to put your foot down, Yunjin rolled her eyes. You opened your mouth to further chastise her only to fall short when she pulled the hem of her shirt over her head and tossed it to the ground. Her bare breasts were on display for you, puffy nipples staring you in the face as Yunjin looked down from her perch atop your lap, a smirk growing at your sudden silence.

She leaned forward, placing her arms lazily around your neck. She was so close that you could smell the perfume she wore. Did she wear that just for you? To further add to the intoxication? If you had any last words of resistance they were swallowed as Yunjin pressed her lips to yours. She took the lead, arching her body into yours as she kissed you. Her tongue ran along your bottom lip before slipping past your lips to explore your mouth. How had you ever fooled yourself into thinking this girl seemed timid when she entered your office?!

Head spinning, you tried to grasp some hold of the situation. Your hands found their way to her hips, telling yourself that you were intent on shoving her off of you. Yet somehow shoving her off turned into gripping her tighter. Yunjin moaned into your mouth approvingly, grinding her hips atop your growing erection. For a long moment that was all that existed. Slowly losing yourself in her aggressive kiss while she continued to rock her hips against yours. There was soon no denying your physical arousal, and by the way you were gripping her hips it was clear you had mentally given over to it as well.

It was Yunjin who ultimately broke the kiss, her nose brushing against yours. “PD-nim, you’re wearing too much clothes.”

As if to emphasize her point her hands moved towards your belt buckle, undoing it with deft hands before unbuttoning your pants.

“Yunjin, you know this won’t guarantee your spot right?”

Yunjin scoffed, giving you a wry look, “PD-nim you really know how to talk to a lady you know that?” her fingers fished your cock out of your boxers, giving the girthy meat a squeeze that caused you to grip her tight she might bruise. “And you really shouldn’t say things you don’t mean.”

Her cockiness might’ve been infuriating in any other circumstance. In this case, however, when she was holding the evidence of her ability in her hand there was little point in maintaining a stern facade. Seeing the resignation on your face a devilish smile spread across Yunjin’s features. She slowly stroked your cock, pre-cum already dripping from the tip. You should’ve been more ashamed than you were. In truth you wanted more.

It seemed so did Yunjin, she sat up slightly, beginning to move herself atop your length when there was a sudden knock at your door.

“Are you busy?”

“That’s Jessica,” you blurted out in a hushed whisper.

It only lasted a second but you could have sworn you saw a look of panic on Yunjin’s face. A moment of chaos ensued ultimately ending up with Yunjin being stuffed topless under your desk with your hard cock still out but hidden from view.

“Kind of,” you called back. “What did you need?”

“Can I come in? It’s easier to talk about it in person.”

You glanced down under the desk to see Yunjin who had already taken to sucking on your cock like a lollipop despite the situation you were currently in. This girl. And where was her shirt?! You briefly looked around, spotting it and tried to drag it out of site with your foot.

“Uh, sure. Y-yeah, come in.”

Jessica entered, dressed in a form fitting pant suit. She never failed to dress to kill, though for the first time your attention was far from focused on your co-worker.

“What’s –” you paused, clearing your throat when you felt Yunjin start to fondle your balls, “What’s up?”

“I was just thinking about the evaluations earlier…”

Oh fuck. She wants to talk about something serious? Now of all times?! Admittedly, Jessica didn’t know you were currently getting a blowjob under your desk but her timing couldn’t be worse. It also didn’t help that Yunjin was still technically one of the trainees being evaluated. Maybe you could talk your way out of it before you lost it entirely.

“Oh? I thought they went well” you feigned.

Jessica fixed you with a look that might’ve been the most judgemental look you had received in your life. And honestly, given what was going on you probably deserved it. “That’s only because you don’t know the girls. A lot of them don’t usually perform that poorly. I think we may have rushed the evaluations a little too soon.”

“Are you sure you’re not,” you swallowed a swear and a moan, “...just too close to the situation?”

“No, I’m not –” she paused to gain her composure. “They are good enough to make it into the group. Yunjin especially is talented.”

As if on cue, Yunjin began to deep-throat your cock. She took it all the way, your cock poking her throat as she pressed her face into your groin. On what hand you wondered why she was being so risky. On the other hand – good god.

“Oh, I’m sure she is,” you breathed out. “So what…what are you suggesting we do?”

Maintaining eye contact with Jessica was getting harder and harder, so you were almost grateful when she started pacing back and forth.

“I don’t know. Maybe push evaluations back a bit? Give the girls some time to get comfortable with the new situation? It’d also give you more time to settle in.”

Yunjin’s tongue ran along the thick vein on the underside of your cock as she slowly pulled it out of her mouth. Careful to make as little noise as possible while utterly torturing you to the utmost extent. She began to swirl her tongue around it, from the sensitive tip all the way down the base. You knew you had to get Jessica out of there immediately if she kept this up.

“Y-yeah that sounds good. Let’s do that” you stuttered.

“Really?”

“Yes! I trust your judgment.”

Jessica, usually so cool and professional, cracked a rare smile. “Great! I’ll go let the girls know.”.

Fortunately, she seemed too pleased to comment on your distressed expression, instead hurrying out the door. Almost simultaneous with the sound of the door closing, Yunjin began to vulgarly suck your cock. She was intent on draining every drop from you as she massaged your balls, coaxing your release to shoot out. You were completely at her mercy as you gripped your desk, trying not to cry out as you looked down at her. When she looked up at you with a wide-eyed stare, her mouth firmly secured around your cock, it was over for you.

“Fuck!”

You grunted as your peak hit. Rope after rope of cum filled her mouth yet she didn’t pull off once. In fact, Yunjin didn’t spill a single drop. When she did finally pull her mouth off your cock, she made sure to suck it clean before finally swallowing and looking up at you with a smirk.

“PD-nim, I think my vocals will be a lot better next time now.”

Fuck. What had you just gotten yourself into.

[mustystrade]

I think Gato deleted her page??? Because I can't enter anymorrrrree!!! And the logo it's goneeeee! 😭😭😭

There was the video where she plays btd 1 and talks about ykmet 😭

I'm grateful that I downloaded it and saved it in my computer.

But here's the thing..

My computer now's broken!!! The screen it's full white 😭😭😭😭

Pd: the video lasts 6 hours. (I was around 1:25:48 of the video)

some other lovely anon (named himself knicelick guy lol) send me the link to her youtube video because her account is likee hidden? anyway!!

hopefully this is what u ment

[svt-kiki]

( 🖇️ )　𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐀𝐒 !　⌅ .

───　୨ৎ 　›　𝐅𝐔𝐍　𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒　.　

she has one of the biggest china bars among the kpop idols. her fandom is strong esp in china, thai, philippines, latin america and europe

although her appearance doesn’t fit korea nor japan’s “beauty standards” perfectly, she is quite popular out there. it took time to get recognize she deserves, but currently she’s one of the most popular kpop idols in korea and japan, thanks to the acting activities.

she has an addictive deep voice.

she is famous for her clean skin, considered as the idol who has most beautiful bare face. she prefers being without makeup on day off.

she’s against the “diet” culture without apology: that most female idols experienced, only eat a few to lose weights. since only female trainee had regularly weight measurement, she rebeled against the company in predebut era to get rid of that system.

she got scouted from jyp, sm ang yg entertainments as a trainee while in pledis. she was a “legend” trainee who was famous among other company’s trainees. the pics of her when she went to sopa’s graduation ceremony ( when seungcheol and doyoon graduated ) went viral on internet.

she’s the only one who constantly replies group chat, named "the only member who’s responsible" in “Know Thyself #2” ( lmao )

her experience in pd 48 literally broke her heart — gaeun was her first friend in korea, watching one of the oldest friends struggling, challenging, and falling apart at last sec was a terrible experience. during the program she held herself strictly not to do her favor nor get biased in any way, but couldn’t help herself into tears after the final. she just decided she’ll never involve to any audition programs again.

however, because of the pd48 appearance, she is basically the mother, or nonna / eonni of the 4th gen idols. lots of people mentioned her as a rolemodel or the sunbae they want to get close with, but it’s because she has so many male friends in the 3rd gen groups already and kiki be the only “safe” female idols to mention esp for male idols.

kiki is known as very polite and humble person in the kpop industry. throughout her careers, she carefully curated own demeanor and behaved very wisely. that, and the fact that she's the only one female member in her group made her allow to interact with other male idols “normally”. she is the heart of the healthy friendships between male / female idols in the industry. now she becoming the “legend” 3rd gen idol, kiki tried to clear the roadblock as something really unhealthy and toxic customs in the industry for the sake of the younger idols.

she plays the role of producing visual side like woozi is doing in music. she takes huge part as deciding concepts, the look of albums and costumes.

she often jokes about how she is “old” now that barely understands japanese youth words and it’s fUNNY

her favorite mangas are jojo’s bizarre adventure ( she’s MADLY in love with araki hirohiko’s illustration ), one piece, bleach, fullmetal alchemist, etc. she also loves psycho-pass and fate series as well.

she spent her childhood in 00s japan, so it’s apparent that she has been greatly influenced by those 00s japanese pop culture. she adores 00s jpop a lot. her favorite artists are amuro namie, utada hikaru, arashi and bump of chicken.

but her visual and fashion clearly got the 90s vibes.

her favorite colors are yellow, blue and black.

she listens to wide range of music. the song she shared to social media or released cover version often goes viral on internet.

she’s good at most sports ( maybe the only one who can controll balls properly in the performance team lol ) but has no idea how to play online pc games.

she reads lots of books except self-development jenre. her favorite authors are higashino keigo, kazuo ishiguro and le guin.

cooking is her speciality! it’s her little dream to have a mini-program that she invites the guests and treats her with her homemade meal.

───　୨ৎ 　›　𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄　𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃　𝐊𝐈𝐊𝐈　.　

⸺ 𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘒 𝘔𝘐𝘕𝘑𝘐 › . 박민지

✦ ☕️ ⸝⸝ ⸺ 𝘴𝘶𝘣-𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮 .

　PARK MINJI was born in 1989 in seoul, south korea. she lived in japan from age of 12 to 15 due to her parents’ work. after returning to korea and enrolling in college, she decided to go back to japan. while studying at a japanese university, minji worked as an intern at avex, a japanese record company, in 2010. it was during this time that she got involved in the collaboration project between after school and japanese singer amuro namie, which was the first time she connected with pledis.

　after graduating from college, minji joined pledis entertainment in 2012. her work initially focused on nu’est’s activities in japan, but when seventeen made its debut, she became one of the managers. minji was also in charge of all group activities for seventeen, but most of all she supported kiki, since she was the only female member of the group, and it was clear that japanese girl needed the ongoing support of the female staff.

　now she is the closest staff to kiki. as she supported her individual works, mostly acting activities in both korea and japan, minji spents a lot of time with her and recognized each other as a best friend. although seventeen’s management job is pretty hard and busy, it’s rare to see that same person remains in the team from debut. she’s one of ‘famous’ staffs like hyelim-nim, bumzu and kim yeonsoo that carats recognize.

⸺ 𝘛𝘐𝘍𝘍𝘈𝘕𝘠 𝘚𝘖𝘕𝘌 › . 曽根 ティファニー

✦ ☀️ ⸝⸝ ⸺ 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘶. 𝘴. 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 .

　TIFFANY SONE was born in 1992 in chicago, the united states. her father is a japanese, grew up in tokyo and left his hometown to purchase his career as a classic musician. later on, he got a place in the chicago symphony orchestra. he met a japanese woman in the city, which was tiffany’s mother. they divorced when tiffany was a little kid, but her father remarried a korean woman after few years later. from this moment, tiffany got interested in korean language and culture through her step mother. she studied linguistics at the college, ended up working at pr company.

　tiffany started to work at pledis around 2019. she is in charge of the group’s u.s. activities as a manager and translator. tiffany has an open mind, bright personality and great sence of humor. all members loved her for it right after they met. now she’s spending more time with kiki, due to the attention she got from overseas.

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[ssivinee]

✧Cupid✧

Nakamura Kazuha x Le Sserafim! 00' Liner! F reader: Your addition to Le Sserafim was unexpected and so sudden that even the other members weren't prepared. It took a while for you to feel comfortable, but Kazuha was able to help you open up.

Word Count: 2k

Warning: This talks about the bullying scandal; there isn't much.

Inspiration: ➼ Cupid by FIFTY FIFTY

Note: Bold= English, Italics= Japanese. A little something short before the next Bada fic... may post it in a bit.

Character Vision Board

In 2022, HYBE was preparing to debut its first girl group. This caused a massive uproar in the K-pop community as the company was already rising due to the many acquisitions. The former IZ*one members were signing, and now the bullying scandal.

As much as debuting under a massive company was terrific, it came with enormous backlash. The upper ends of HYBE entertainment were still trying to figure out what to do; they were getting publicity from the scandal, but the girl's images were also important.

The company's solution for this is adding a member a month before Le Sserafim's official debut. HYBE was aware these rumors would likely lead to the removal of the young girl, so they needed some backup. Even though HYBE and Somu had difficulty finding the perfect girl, HYBE reluctantly gave one of their top Japanese contenders to Source Music.

Nakashima Y/n, the Japanese-American trainee who had been in Big Hit trainee since September 2018. The agency took her in the right after her elimination from Produce 48 and made sure she became one of their best trainees.

With your experience in freestyle, underground dance competitions, and even personal vocal lessons since age 4, Bang PD didn't waste any time and contacted you. Once HYBE became a thing, the company needed help creating a team with a similar skill set to yours.

So to help cater to you, they moved you to HYBE Japan, and while mixing and matching girls, you were supposed to debut by the end of 2023. That unexpectedly changed when you were called back to Korea. You were clueless and weren't told why they wanted to speak to you at the main building, but without question, you went.

You were led through the large building and made your way to a meeting room. When opening the door, you were met with confused eyes. Everyone in the room wore masks, so you couldn't recognize anyone, well, everyone but one.

"Sakura-unnie?" Amongst the girls, her eyes were the most recognizable, making Sakura's head tilt in confusion.

"Please take a seat," The concept director gestures to the seat next to Sakura, who was a bit skeptical with you next to her, not recognizing anything about you.

"In recent events, everyone on the board has decided to add a new member last minute. Which is where she comes in," she points at you, and as confused as you were, you got the gist of everything and just accepted the new change that was about to occur. "Please introduce yourself to them."

"Ah, Hello," you bow, "My name is Nakashima Y/n; please take care of me." Some of the girl's eyes go wide, 

"Y/n-unnie?"

"Wha~ you recognized me with the mask on?" Sakura says, bringing you into a hug, "I'll always recognize Japan's most famous idol."

When you tease her, she playfully hits you, "Ah, Y/n, you remember Yunjin and Chaewon, right?"

"Of course, I'll always remember my produce girls," Yunjin and Chaewon laugh at the girl while giving a welcoming hug. "Y/n, these are the other girls on our team Hong Eunchae, Kim Garam, and Nakamura Kazuha."

Y/n greets the three, and when meeting Kazuha's gaze, you surprisedly say, "Another Japanese member? Cool." Kazuha was pleasantly shocked at the sudden Japanese, but it made her happy knowing there was another member that could make her feel more at home.

"Due to the changes, you guys will have to redo shoots, whether choreography parts in the music video, concept photos, or anything else. So prepare for the upcoming 3 weeks because everyone will be busy. We apologize for the inconvenience, girls; it must be done."

The next day, Y/n had to record her parts for multiple songs on the Fearless album, and nearing the end of the day, she had to do her concept photos and videos. At 5 am, she even had to go to the company to meet the choreographer and learn all the dances for only 4 hours.

You come back visibly tired. Your hair was disheveled, clothes were heavily wrinkled, and makeup was smudging off. You found Kazuha eating some yogurt while watching TV in the living room. "Um, unnie, there is food... in the fridge," Kazuha told her while switching from Korean to English as she struggled to find the words. "Hey, if you're having issues with Korean, you can talk to me in Japanese, and I can help you learn."

Kazuha's head snapped towards you and gave you a thankful smile, "Sure, do you want to join me, or are you too tired? I don't want to bother you."

A hopeless romantic all my life Surrounded by couples all the time I guess I should take it as a sign

"Sure, I'm not too tired. Let me just shower first," you tell her and head toward your room, showering, doing your face routine, and coming back to Kazuha looking refreshed.

You sit next to Kazuha with a bowl of salad and a simple turkey sandwich. "So, how was your day? I heard they make you learn Blue Flame and Fearless, then made you record for almost every song."

"Correction, it was all the songs AND photoshoots, but I managed," you joked with the girl, but she seemed a little worried. "Are you sure your okay, unnie? That's a lot?"

"I'll be okay, Zuha; I just need to get this over with so I can rest a little before the showcase," you reassured the younger. You two sat in silence for a bit, but then a thought came to mind, "Zuha, is it true you did ballet?"

"Oh, yeah, I did it for most of my life and went to ballet school in the Netherlands."

Your jaw dropped, "What made you switch professions then?"

Kazuha thought for a second, "a change of pace." You found the simple answer quite surprising, "and you've only trained for 3 months?" The ballerina nods, making your eyes go wide.

"Vocal training must be tiring for you. No?"

"Well..." Before the two girls knew it, they were talking for hours.

I'm feelin' lonely (Lonely) Oh, I wish I'd find a lover that could hold me (Hold me) Now I'm crying in my room So skeptical of love (Say what you say, but I want it more) But still, I want it more, more, more

There was a week left before the debut showcase, and you found yourself becoming mentally exhausted slowly. On certain nights, you cried in silence, though not knowing why.

You were someone who trained in the industry for over 9 years, and now that the opportunity is knocking on your door, you decide to cry? After a sleepless night, you realize it was due to the staggering workload in a short period.

For you, joining this group was a blessing, but beginning to become a curse. You sat silently in the HYBE dance studio and just stared at the wall. The team was working on final practices before the big day. Even though you were extremely capable, the past few weeks were catching up to your body.

You were getting tired 10 times quicker than before, and your breathing was disturbingly intense, which caused the group to take multiple breaks so you won't pass out.

"Unnie, you need to stay home tomorrow," Kazuha tells her as she sits beside the worn-out girl. "I guess I do need a break," you smiled weakly, leaning your head on her shoulder. "I knew it was difficult, but it feels like... my body is slowly dying," you whisper in Japanese to Zuha.

The younger girl listens, resting her head on top of yours. Kazuha noticed how you ranted about your feelings, which helped you tremendously. "I mean, I've been doing this for years, Zuha, training for almost as long as Kura-unnie's idol career, yet once I'm here, I somehow get weaker."

"Unnie," the ballerina becomes stern due to her self-degrading words. "You aren't weak or getting weaker; you're just exhausted."

"I mean, who wouldn't be in your shoes," Zuha mumbles. She was correct; you were even doing it made Kazuha believe you were one of the strongest and most mentally driven people she knew.

I gave a second chance to Cupid But now I'm left here feelin' stupid Oh, the way he makes me feel that love isn't real Cupid is so dumb

It was a few hours after the comeback showcase, and it was clear that all of your hard work paid off. You felt the audience's love and were happy with the results you showed.

"Zuha, you did amazing out there today," you say as she comes into your room, cuddling into your warm body. The two of you began to become close together and felt safe as you guys were almost always together 95% of the time. "If I did good, you did insane, unnie. Can you teach me how to dance like that?" You laugh and tell her, 'Of course,' even though she was a fantastic dancer.

"I mean, I will, but you have cleaner angles than me when dancing, Zuha, so you have to teach me as well." You two pinky promised, and it warmed your heart.

"Zuha."

"Yes, unnie?"

"You ever think about falling in love with someone while being in an industry as strict as this one?" She tells you, "I mean, I do at times, but I don't usually overthink about it. Why?"

"I liked some people in the idol industry, and they all lead to the same things."

"And that is?"

"Heartbreak," you mumble, but she hears it. It made you think, should you even tell Zuha that she felt like home to you and that you loved her for it?

'That is probably the worst idea you ever came up with, Y/n,' you told yourself.

The promotions were going reasonably well until there was a stage with major sound issues, causing the stage to have almost little to no backing track. Some members did okay, including yourself, but the girls with weaker areas in vocals and less training were freaking out in the waiting room.

"Guys, no need to worry too much; it was our first live vocal performance." Yunjin tried to reassure them, but Eunchae, who was in tears, explained, "No matter the first, second, third, one-hundredth stage and no matter if they take our training periods into consideration, they will still hate it."

Sakura sat in the corner of the room. She's had her fair share of those comments in IZ*one, so she knew the maknae was correct. "Just because you weren't stable while dancing doesn't mean we can't sing. It means we must work harder to do better," you tell the girls.

"People progress at different paces; you can't beat yourselves up for it," as you kept talking, Zuha cuddled her sad self next to you, and you tried to rub her arm in the hug, doing your best to comfort the girl. "And you did well for someone who has only trained for 3 months. You should be proud of what you've accomplished today, Zuha."

You mumbled, and it caused the ballerina to hug you tighter than before, tears welling up in her eyes, "Thanks, unnie."

The group was leaving and going home, and during the car ride, Zuha asked her unnie, "Can I sleep over tonight?" You nodded, as the two of you often did this.

At the dorms, you, Sakura, and Kazuha disperse to your rooms feeling mentally drained.

Once Zuha changed, you two decided to sleep and rest rather than begin overthinking. As you feel that Zuha is asleep. You turn over to face her. "You did amazing, ZuhaI. I hope you know that. I'll always love and protect you no matter what happens," you whisper to yourself as you fall into a deep sleep.

But you didn't know that Kazuha was completely awake and smiled, facing her body towards you as well, "I love you too, unnie," leaving a slight peck on her cheek as she cuddled your body, drifting off to sleep.

A/n: First of the fimmies before my next post in a little bit!

[itzynabi]

warnings: swearing; mention of sex, fainting, disassociation

an: this was released on march 4 2024

eve’s masterlist // articles

Dispatch Publishes Exposé on ITZY’s Eve’s Fight With JYP Entertainment

There is one main antagonist

Back in January of 2024, ITZY member Eve filed a lawsuit to terminate her exclusive contract with JYP Entertainment. In March, she was granted a preliminary injunction. Today, Dispatch released a damning exposé on Eve’s feud with JYP Entertainment. In the article, Dispatch released texts between Eve and Director A.

The article begins with a text that Eve sent to Park Jinyoung (also known as JYP) in December of 2018.

Hello, PD-nim,

Thank you for adding me to the lineup of ITZY! I know I didn’t do as well as you hoped on Produce 48, but thank you for giving me this opportunity. I’ll make sure to be an artist that gives her all.

Eve has revealed that Park Jinyoung told her that her performance on Produce 48 would determine whether or not she would debut in ITZY. This text displays Eve’s gratitude at being in ITZY despite not making it to the final debut group of Produce 48 – IZ*ONE. When it was revealed that Eve was rigged out of IZ*ONE in favour of other idols, Eve found out that Director A already knew and had left her to feel insecure about her performance. This lack of communication would be a common theme in Eve’s career going forward.

In early April of 2021, Director A sent Eve a message about her appearance on a variety show that he had arranged without her knowledge. The show they were discussing is believed to be Sea of Hope.

In September of 2021, Eve was talking with fans on Bubble when a fan asked her about her solo schedules. “I’m an employee, so I just do whatever the company tells me to,” Eve said.

In 2022, Eve had her solo debut with the mini album ‘diary entries’. The album was released a few weeks before ITZY had a comeback, and Eve reportedly displayed hesitance at how close the two releases were. During an episode of I Live Alone, Eve told her brother, SHINee’s Key, that her schedule was so full that she had a panic attack.

The next text exchange is from July of 2022. Eve told Director A that she wasn’t feeling well and asked to sit out of a performance. Based on the timing of this conversation, it is believed to be the night before Eve fainted during ITZY’s pre-recording.

Dispatch then alleged that Eve was treated differently to her members. It can be seen in an Instagram live that Eve and Yeji did in October of 2023.

Comment: Have you seen your families recently?

Eve: I’m not allowed to.

Yeji: What do you mean? We are.

Eve: I’m not allowed to.

Yeji: (Whispering) Director?

EVe. (Nods)

That sentiment was repeated when Eve went on Amazing Saturday to promote her latest solo album ‘until spring’ and said she hasn’t seen her parents since early 2023.

The next text exchange between Eve and Director A echo the same issue once more. This exchange was from November or 2023 when Eve’s mom was in Seoul. Eve mentions the fact that she wasn’t allowed to go home during Chuseok.

On a phone call between the two in December of 2023, Director A was talking to Eve about the comeback that she’d be having in February of this year.

Director A: This will be an anticipated album so do well

Eve: Why do I keep having solo schedules when I’m not a soloist?

Director A: Because the fans like it

Eve: No, they don’t. They keep swearing at me for all of these schedules. Isn’t it time for one of the other members to debut?

Director A: Don’t worry about that.

EVe: It’s like you want to work with me until I die from all of this. Just give me a break. I’m busy preparing for two comebacks right now.

Director A: Just like a real professional. Well done.

Fnas and non-fans alike have pointed out how JYP Entertainment doesn’t do much to protect EVe from hate that was sent her way, instead using her as a shield from criticism.

In early January of 2024, the two conversed again. Director A was scolding Eve for missing schedules. It is unsure what schedules he is referring to.

He made the same complaint in February and Eve went on to list how Director A continuously failed to do his job in a way that makes it easy for employees to carry on their duties. He threatened to sue her.

Eve mentioned experiencing symptoms such as fainting and disassociation due to her busy schedules, which were seen earlier this year in her The Manager episode and her ‘until spring’ album documentary. Fans have also noticed that Eve has lost her usual excitement and energy, instead constantly looking tired and worn out. Eve herself has said that she doesn’t enjoy performing anymore, she just enjoys being with her members and seeing fans.

Dispatch sent Eve a list of questions when they heard of her lawsuit against JYP Entertainment. Here are Eve’s answers.

Q: Did you know there was an issue with the way you were being treated?

Eve: Yes.

Q: What moment gave you the push to end your contract?

Eve: It wasn’t like there was one specific moment. It was just moments piling on each other. People can only endure for so long before they fight back.

Q: This must have been a shock to the people around you.

Eve: Not really actually. Talking about it with my members was encouragement to go through with it. A few staff members said they were sick of the way I was being treated and wanted me to leave the company and go to a better one. When I told my family, they didn’t even pretend to be shocked, they just asked me what I would like as a treat to myself.

Q: Some might say that you treated Director A in a disrespectful manner.

Eve: That was my intention.

Q: Did you know he was the one pulling the strings in your career?

Eve: Yes, I did. At first I thought it was PD-nim because he would be the one to tell me things, but then I realised he’s not bold enough to do something like that and I realised that every time I didn’t listen to him, he’d look a bit worried. When I found out that Director Park was just telling PD-nim to do these things to me, I felt bad for PD-nim. Being disrespected in the company you started is kind of loser behaviour if I’m being honest.

Q: How did your members take the news?

Eve: I talked to them about it after I started considering leaving the company. I told them what was going on in my head and things like that, and they told me that they would support me no matter what. In fact, I was concerned about how this would affect them and ITZY’s career, but they told me that I should focus on being happy. With their encouragement, I was able to do this.

Q: JYP Entertainment argued that you were rude to the staff. Is that true?

Eve: I’m not one to be rude without reason. If you are rude to me, then I will act the same way towards you. If I was rude towards a staff member, they know what they did to deserve it.

Meanwhile, K-Netizens have already started reacting to the article:

“Wah, Kim Nabi is really amazing”

“Can she come talk to my bossㅜㅜ”

“Is Dispatch expecting me to be on the company’s side???”

“From what I can see, she’s right to want to leave the company”

“Kibum wasn’t joking when he said that she can be mean when she wants toㅋㅋㅋ”

“Well done Evie-yah!!!!!!!!!!!!! You did the right thing”

“They kept her from seeing her family…. Aren’t they just shameless”

“ㅋㅋㅋ She told his wife that he’s cheating”

“The fact that she stayed in the company because of her members proves how much she loves them”

“She’s so good at swearing”

“People can’t call her disrespectful because she at least called him ‘saekki-nim’ㅋㅋㅋ”

“It must have been hard for her”

“And I hope all of those fools that were cursing at her feel stupid now. They should repent”

“Princess-nim, we’re on your side!!!”

“For her to be fainting almost every day… Eve, it’s okay now!”

“Shouldn’t JYP just let her leave now ㅋㅋㅋ before more information comes out”

“Just imagine how much stress she must’ve been under”

“Why does it sound like Dispatch is on the company’s side?”

“We should also applaud the members for looking out for her and staying by her side”

“San and Eve are dating?”

The conflict between Eve and JYP Entertainment seems to be another case of companies taking advantage of their artists.

©️ kim nabi

[pinkscaped]

POSTED ON SANI'S TIKTOK ACCOUNT, THE DREAMQUEST MYDOL GIRLS MAKE A CANDY SALAD WHILE TRAUMA DUMPING !

˗ ˋ 🩷 CONTENT WARNING ﹕ based off the tiktok trend where people trauma dump while making a candy salad, duh. so, trauma dumping but everything mentioned is not in detail! mentions of abusive working conditions, feet stuff mentioned, overworking sexualization, fat shaming, and evil editing. the girls are currently in the @dreamquest dorms!

"Are you ready?" Sani asks Yebin despite the camera already being on, the pair in matching hot pink PJs with "Mydol" embroidered on the right side in a heart. Yebin, hair pulled back messily with a clip, holds up the purple plastic bowl to the camera.

"Ready," Yebin replies simply. Sani nods with an excited smile, holding up a pack of Skittles.

"Hi my name is Sani and when I was 14 I left my home country because I got an Instagram DM from a man saying I could be a Kpop idol. I brought Skittles!" Sani says, giggling at herself as she pours the Skittles into the bowl, the clattering sound filling the DreamQuest dorm. Yebin laughs at her quietly, stepping in front of her with a packet of M&Ms she rips open before she starts speaking.

"I'm Yebin and one time when I was training to debut in Le sserafim, Bang PD came in, watched us dance, and then proceeded to tell me my thighs were massive and I needed to work on that." Sani's eyes widen behind Yebin as she covers her curling lips, laughing tensely behind her palm as Yebin nods, showing the camera her M&Ms. "I brought M&Ms." She dumps them all in the bowl with a loud thunk!

Sani steps up again, Yebin standing behind her and laughing at the ground softly as the younger tries to hold back her own laughter. She reaches off-screen to grab another candy, chuckling under her breath.

"Um, when I was sixteen, I debuted in a Nugu girl group, and our manager made us busk every day and every night, no matter how tired we were. So, one night, I was really not feeling good, so when I was dancing and singing "Du-du-du-du-du-du," I passed out on the streets of Seoul-" Sani can't stop herself from laughing when she sees Yebin's jaw drop in horror, covering her mouth. "And when I woke up, still on the street, mind you, our manager yelled at me." Sani nods with a tight chuckle, looking at the bag in her hand and then smiling at the camera. "I brought sour candy apples."

Yebin licks her lips as she thinks of what to say next, blindly grabbing a bag of candy from behind the camera where their stash seems to be.

"When I was Produce 48, they tried to evil edit me to make me look jealous of a toddler when in reality, I have a resting bitch face and would literally die for said toddler. So, then, all of South Korea would try to tank my votes, called me ugly, and told me to die...I still made it into IZ*ONE though, so-" Yebin smiles at the camera with a tilt of her head, holding up the yellow bag of candy and then dumping it into the bowl. "Swedish fish."

Sani moves forward with a nasty look on her face at the bowl of candy, looking up at Yebin with a pout.

"I don't like Swedish Fish..."

"Then don't eat them," Yebin tells the younger simply, turning her by her shoulders to face the camera. Still pouting, Sani reaches behind the camera, digging around for a little bit before pulling out a box of hot tamales. Her big brown eyes look up in thought, humming before nodding.

"When my group finally gained traction, it was because a video of me on Inkigayo went viral for how bad of a singer I was," Sani says with curled lips and a nod, tapping the desk with an acrylic nail. "I'm not a bad singer anymore, but I was also 17 and singing in a baby voice. I don't know what the general public was expecting, ummm...." She turns the box towards her, makes a sour face, and puts it back on the table, scrambling to get a new piece of candy. She shows another bag of M&Ms to the camera. "I brought M&Ms."

Yebin puckers her lips at the camera, holding her bag of Sourpatch Kids up as Sani does the choreography to Midas Touch behind her, singing quietly as she exaggerates the moves. Yebin laughs at the younger, causing Sani to laugh as well.

"Uh, my name is Yebin, and when I was in IZ*ONE they would constantly put me in lowcut shirts because someone on Twitter thought it would be funny to call me "mommy," so my company decided to market on that and ever since any ward in relation to the word Mom, makes me wanna die. I brought Sourpatch kids," She sticks her tongue out to the side as she dumps the gummies in the bowl.

Sani is back up and gives the camera a peace sign.

"I'm Sani, and after my group disbanded, we all went to Angelico to re-debut under there, but our debut was canceled because one of the girls quit, left the country without telling us, and became a fucking dentist. Fuck you, Annie. You're fake as hell." Yebin can't stop herself from laughing when Sani gets angry and points to the camera like she is talking to Annie herself. Sani smiles at Yebin's laughter, pouring her candy into the bowl before holding up the empty wrapper. "Sourpatch Kids Watermelons."

Yebin clicks her tongue as she steps back in front of the camera, holding up a bag of KitKats.

"What's up. I'm Yebin, and when IZ*ONE disbanded during COVID, my company promised me I would be debuting in their new girl group, then replaced me with someone who could not sing and held me, hostage, for two years. I brought Kitkats." She dumps the candy in the atrocious candy salad.

Sani steps up on last time, holding a comedically small plastic bag of jellybeans.

"Hey, last time you see me, I'm Sani. My breaking point for leaving my old company was when our manager told us that we were going to be a part of a dating sim game and he would need-" Sani can't stop herself from laughing, head falling down as Yebin's eyes widen in concern behind her, covering her mouth.

"Oh no," Yebin whispers, only making Sani laugh harder before she waves her hand in front of her.

"He would need to take pictures of our feet for the game!" Sani nearly screams, covering her mouth to muffle her screeching. Yebin's jaw drops, and a quiet shriek of shock leaves her throat. The video cuts to the two somewhat composed, Sani laughing under her breath as she holds up the pathetic bag of jellybeans, tears in her eyes from laughing so hard.

"Jellybeans!" The girl cheers, sprinkling them on top of all the candy.

[bangtanhoneys]

Bangtan Baby: The New Arrival

They were told labour could take anywhere from eight hours to nineteen when it came to the first child. It was going to be a long and painful process, where all you could do was wait and breathe and push when the time came to it. Grace’s mother took twelve hours to deliver Grace, and Seokjin’s mother took twenty hours. Either way, it was going to take a bit of time. 

Grace had been in labour for 48 hours before the doctor delivered the news she could start pushing and by that point, all she wanted to do was sleep and eat. The no eating was the hardest because she really wanted a greasy cheeseburger with extra pickles, curly fries that were covered in cheese and a big cup of fizzy cola. Throughout her whole pregnancy, she had been careful with what she had eaten though being on the road with a long tour meant homecooked meals were out of the question. 

But it was all worth it. 

The delivery room was quiet now, the midwife in charge had done her final pieces of paperwork and clean up and checks and left the new family to it. The last fifty hours had nothing but machine beeps, the door being constantly opened with nurses and doctors and family, sounds of life going on outside and then the sounds of a baby being born. 

Tired eyes glanced over to the large windows where Seokjin was cradling his first child close to his chest, pointing to the world that knew nothing of the important arrival. Life went on in Seoul, though the most important people had been on call and waiting. Six men had been by their phones in the midst of practice, waiting for the news that would make them drop everything. Bang PD had also been asking for regular updates and the grandparents had been in and out of the delivery suite all day. 

Grace’s mother had been by her side as had Seokjin, the two never leaving and taking it in turns to stay up with Grace during her contractions. They two had worked well as a team of constant support - breathing, massages, walking Grace around to help get those contractions going, lifting legs, helping to make trips to the bathroom. 

Now the grandparents were off for some well earned rest.

“How you feeling?”

Grace focused her eyes and it took her moment to answer, letting out a large yawn instead. “Tired, very sore. But happy.”

“I bet. That was probably worse than one of Hobi’s dance practices,” Seokjin commented. The baby in his arms fussed for a second and he paused, holding his breath until he and the baby relaxed. 

“See, knew you’d be a natural,” grinned Grace as she shifted in the bed. She couldn’t wait for a hot bath and a hair wash and that greasy burger. 

“I haven’t tried doing the nappies yet,” the new father sighed and sat down in the chair next to Grace who laughed softly and closed her eyes. “Why don’t you get some sleep? Me and the munchkin will be alright.”

“Muchkin? Nicknames already?” Her eyes were closed but she was still awake, grinning at the thought. 

“I’m working on it,” Seokjin shrugged. “I’m not letting Jungkook beat me to it.”

“Uncle Kookie,” Grace muttered under her breath and Seokjin knew she was starting to fall asleep.

“Hmm, she’s certainly going to have her hands full with uncles and saying their names.” Of course, the baby in his arms didn’t care that she had six famous uncles, a famous father and a famous mother. Right now, baby was content to sleep in her father’s arms, completely unaware of what was going to be awaiting her when she woke up. 

But she was finally here and Jin sighed happily, breathing in that new baby smell. His daughter was all his now and he’d be there every step of the way to introduce her to this new strange world and to the ARMY who were waiting patiently for her arrival. 

The perfect representation of a couple fully in love, of six uncles who already adored her and of a fanbase of whom she was named after.

[mords-wobbledog-codes]

wobble dog codes >:3

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[rickmymanrick]

one rule | chapter one |

[rick grimes x original female character slowburn]

summary: unbeknownst to them, best friends glenn rhee and daphne ayala spend the last 48 hours of normalcy they’ll ever have before their lives are changed forever.

note: this story will include a Shane Walsh romance BUT it will be unrequited. Do not worry. This is VERY unedited but I wanted to get at least one chapter out. We'll get into the events of the show by the next chapter. also, acab. the plot calls for this small bit but acab forever.

Tap, tap, tap-tap-tap!

The light pattern on my door stole my attention from the array of papers scattered across the coffee table.

I tried to scan the last sentence of the page quickly.

Suddenly, a loud TAP!

"Delivery!" A high-pitched tone squeaked from the other side of the door. I grinned down at the document and rushed to open the door. I heard someone clear their throat and opt for a more caveman-like growl. "DELIVERY—"

I laughed, swinging the door open and narrowly avoiding my best friend's fist. If I'd taken any longer, he would've banged the door down with his knocks alone.

I went for the box of pizza in his grasp and placed a fleeting kiss on his cheek before rushing over to the kitchen island.

"Wow, no 'hi? How are you? How was work?' Is this what society has come to?" I heard the door shut and a flurry of movements. I didn't bother to look up from my current task.

"Glenn Rhee," I began in the sweetest voice I could muster. "Hi. How are you? How was work?"

"Great! Got cursed out by some asshole for doing my job today," said Glenn pleasantly, accepting the beer I held out for him.

I smiled at him through my mouthful of pizza. "That's fun. What was it today?"

"Got to this dude's house 29 minutes after he ordered," he chewed on his slice aggressively. You'd think he would hate pizza from the amount of shit he has to go through at work.

"You're an expert at what you do, Rhee."

"That free pizza comes out of my paycheck," Glenn scoffed. He clearly took the 30-minute rule very seriously.

"Did he leave a tip?"

"No."

"What an asshole."

Glenn nodded at the mess on our coffee table. "Looks like you've had a busy day."

I rolled my eyes at his dramatic cringe. "'Member the car chase that was all over the news last week?"

Glenn nodded.

"Got assigned to the case. The cop that got shot, he's not doing too hot right now," I told him, grabbing my second slice. I picked off a pepperoni and shoved it in my mouth.

I resisted the strong urge to eat the rest of the pepperoni on my half of the pizza. I eyed Glenn's half distastefully—I would never, ever appreciate pineapple on pizza. I'll die on that hill.

He took a large swig of his beer. "That's a pretty big upgrade from petty theft, Daph."

"Yeah, I guess it is." I tried not to focus on the subject of my investigation, gulping down a large amount of beer.

"Have you made any progress?" I appreciated Glenn's interest.

"Well, it's definitely not the officer's fault. They had every reason to believe that there was only two people in that overturned car." I eagerly crossed the living room and snatched up my half-written report. "The KCPD failed to inform the responding officers so I mean, technically Grimes can sue."

"Grimes?" Glenn raised his eyebrows in recognition. "You mean super hot hip-swaying cop?"

My ears felt hot. "That's the one."

My heart pummeled to my chest the more I thought about it. Out of all the people that could've been wounded on the field, it had to be Officer Rick Grimes, a coworker of mine that I saw pretty often around the precinct. I was fully convinced he had fully forgotten about my existence seeing as our respective lines of work didn't cross paths too often. We'd only interacted a handful of times in the last three years I'd been working at King County PD, but that didn't stop me from noticing him as soon as I got hired.

It's unfortunate he's married-- Rick Grimes was the most attractive man I've ever met and of course, Glenn was the first to know about it. I wouldn't deny that he was, without a doubt, my work crush. I mentally cringed at the thought. I felt like a teenage girl again.

The sudden sound of the news filtered in from Glenn's bedroom.

There was a split second of pure fear that flashed in Glenn's eyes and I gave him an amused smile. "We gotta change that tv one of these days."

He quickly snatched up another slice and shoved it in his mouth. "I'm busy, Daph. Can you please go turn it off?"

I poked his side before moving around him to enter his room. His tv had started turning on by itself almost every day since he bought it in July.

"Your 30-day warranty is almost up, Glenn!" I pointed out loudly, reaching for the remote that was thrown on his bed. "Where did you buy this haunted shit from aga--?"

"Several cases have been reported across the continental US, leading us to believe that this new virus may be more serious than we thought. Joining us here from Atlanta is CDC virologist Dr. Edwin Jenner, giving us the latest updates—"

Glenn strolled into the room just as I finished raising the volume. "Your beer is getting hot—what's going on?"

"Thanks, Anne. As of today, August 26th, the President of the United States has declared a national emergency due to the spread of the Wildfire-10 virus. The CDC has been in constant communication with the White House and we expect President Milton to announce a mandatory evacuation this afternoon in his address."

Glenn and I eyed each other in confusion.

"Evacuation?" The New York reporter responded in equal confusion. I faintly heard someone behind the camera that the mic must've picked up – "How is a whole country going to evacuate?" – and I would've laughed if I wasn't so damn confused right now.

"It's hard to say, Anne, we're not entirely certain which states will receive this order but what we do know is that it's imperative that we do our best to avoid leaving our homes for anything other than work and necessities. Practice social distancing and listen to the advice the CDC has been giving you for the past week.

"And for those viewers who might've missed it, do you mind recapping the earlier update given to us by CDC director Holt?"

"Sure," Jenner smiled. It made me feel uneasy. "This is an extremely life-threatening virus that could very well spread more rapidly than other illnesses we've seen before. The CDC has been working diligently with other health organizations across the globe, primarily The Primrose Team in France, and we can confidently say we're working on an effective vaccine."

"Thank you, Dr. Jenner. To all those watching from home, this isn't a cause for mass panic. Soon, the world will resume just as we know it..."

But something told me it wouldn't ever be the same.

"Ayala! How's my favorite girl doing?"

Ah, the oh so pleasant voice of my favorite coworker greeted me the second I walked through the doors of the precinct.

"Doing just fine, Walsh. How about you?" I forced a smile on my face. I didn't hate Shane Walsh... he was just... too chirpy for this bright hour. In fact, he was too witty for any hour. My natural reaction to his presence was usually automatic irritation.

"Just fine myself, pretty lady." There it was. The relentless flirting. I had gotten a break when his partner first ended up in the hospital -- my heart sunk at the reminder -- but now that it had been a month or so since, he's slowly started to resume his regularly scheduled programming. Partner or not, shooting or not, Shane Walsh would forever be a manwhore.

I entertained him sometimes. It was just a bit of harmless flirting for the most part. He knew where the line was, which is more than I can say for a lot of other men.

I dropped my briefcase on my desk and Shane crossed the space to hover right over my work area. I threw myself down onto my seat with a small groan.

My head was pounding. I closed my eyes and rubbed the back of my neck tenderly. A shuffle of movement caused me to end my massage much faster than I wanted to.

I opened an eye, swearing to the heavens above that if Shane was still hovering with that stupid grin on his face, today would be the day I finally resort to violence.

The shit-eating grin was surprisingly not looking back at me. Instead, it was a sympathetic smile with a steaming coffee in his outstretched hand.

I snatched the damn thing before he could change his mind.

"You're a lifesaver," I moaned. "Seriously Shane, you might just be the best cop in Georgia. Have I ever told you that?"

"No, but I've heard it once or twice," boasted Shane. I rolled my eyes. It certainly wasn't from the chief.

"You're unbelievable, Walsh," I shook my head with a laugh. I eagerly sipped from the coffee and then wanted to kiss the everloving shit out of this man.

I scorched my throat but I didn't care. "How do you know the way I like my coffee?" I gaped.

Shane shrugged. "I'm observant."

"Clearly," I said. "Thank you. I needed this."

"That's one mean hangover," said Shane with a smirk.

I tried not to spill my coffee as I leaned forward to look at my reflection in the little desktop mirror I had. My hair turned out pretty nice today, it wasn't very frizzy or anything and sure the darkness under my eyes was a bit more prominent but nothing too out of the ordinary. I leaned back when I was satisfied with my look.

"Vanity doesn't suit you, sweetheart," Shane said lightly. "I was only teasing. You look as beautiful as you did yesterday, and the day before that, and the week before that."

"Do you not have anything else to do other than flirt with me?" I joked. Secretly, I didn't mind it all too much. Shane wasn't a bad looking guy, especially with the grown-out hairstyle he was currently sporting. I'm a sucker for long hair.

"As it turns out, I actually don't--" I rolled my eyes again and logged into my computer. "--partner."

I slowly shifted my gaze from the computer screen to Shane.

"Talked to the chief today. She didn't mind switching it up for this week. I was getting sick of Stone over there--" we both looked over at the grumpy guy who acted like happiness was a first degree crime. "-- and besides, you're prettier to look at--" I shoved him off the edge of my desk. He stumbled a bit and corrected himself quickly. "-- you're easier to work with, Jesus."

"What do we have for today then?"

Shane grinned.

For the next eight hours, I'd spend most of it in the car with Shane. I wanted to say it was a miserable time but it wasn't. Shane wasn't too bad once he stopped purposely being obnoxious. We mostly talked about the most interesting King County cases over the years, bonded over subs from some gas station just outside of our area of jurisdiction, and after the first five hours, Shane had started to talk about his personal life.

"I told Lori-- maybe it's time she starts preparing Carl for the worst. You know, just in case. Man, Rick - he's my best friend, my brother - you know - but it's been a while. I'm tryin' to avoid Carl some pain."

"I understand," what else was I supposed to say? "It isn't an easy situation."

"No," Shane agreed. "And let me tell you something, it's only gonna get worse. This whole virus thing going around - if it turns out we gotta evacuate soon, who knows how far Rick will be transferred?"

I felt bad for the way my heart sank at the prospect. Rick has a wife and a child. Where he gets relocated and the progress of his recovery shouldn't matter this much to me. Maybe I wouldn't feel as bad if I wasn't harboring this silly little crush.

It was nearing 4 o'clock when Shane and I finally clocked out, walking side-by-side towards the parking lot. I noticed his car was parked on the far opposite end and began to say my goodbyes--

"Hey, you don't happen to have any plans tomorrow, would you?"

"I don't think so. They didn't put me on the schedule last minute, did they?" I asked, somehow missing the growing redness on Shane's cheeks.

"No," he said quickly. "I - well, uh - I was wondering if you - "

I froze, clutching the satchel that was thrown over my shoulder and suddenly feeling just a bit uncomfortable. I could tell this wasn't work related.

"Uh, I don't normally get nervous like this," he chuckled, running a hand through his hair. "You and me, dinner tomorrow? We can go to that Italian place you said you really like - "

"Ilio's," we chorused. It was the bare minimum, but I couldn't help but smile at the fact that he was actually listening earlier.

Oh why the fuck not? Shane wasn't a bad looking guy, and with the imminent threat of quarantine around the corner, I could use a night out before we were forced to stay away from society for God knows how long.

The longer I thought it through, the more nervous Shane became. It was honestly quite entertaining and I reserved my response for just a bit longer just so I could watch him fidget in his spot.

I finally spoke. "Pick me up at 7, then."

A look of surprise flashed across his face. I couldn't blame him - I had been rejecting every single one of his advances for the past three years we'd known each other. He was a dedicated guy, I'll give him that.

Laughing at his expression, I began to walk away before I could regret it.

"I'll call you!" He finally said. I could hear the smile on his face.

I threw him a thumbs up without looking back. I was a few steps away from my car when I suddenly recalled him mentioning something about visiting Rick tomorrow afternoon. "Let me know how Rick is doing!" I glanced back to make sure he heard me.

Redness spread across my cheeks when I saw him still standing in the same spot, staring at me with a dazed look.

I pushed a curl behind my ear, the wind wasn't on my side today. I waited for a response and it seemed he hadn't processed what I said. "Will you?" I pressed.

"Hm? Yeah, yeah, I will!"

"Okay," I smiled. "Bye!"

Before he could respond, my phone began to ring in my back pocket. I fished it out and pressed it against my ear, holding it against my shoulder as I searched for my keys.

"Hey," I greeted, unlocking the car and shifting into drive as soon as the engine turned on.

"Daph, you on your way home?"

The call connected to my car and I saw Shane finally getting into his car as I drove out onto the small street. "Yeah, I am. Why?"

"We gotta start packing."

"Um, why?"

"Turns out, we're in the evacuation zone."

I caught my last glimpse of Shane, realizing our date would likely be rescheduled.

Glenn continued. "It's more serious than we thought."

Great.

next chapter...

[flutefemme]

Maddie DTIYS Update

Hello, wonderful community! I wanted to say such a tremendous THANK YOU for all the love shown to us over this past month. The deadline for our contest has now passed, but we will absolutely accept additional entries into the DTIYS itself if you wanted to participate in celebrating Queen Zelda and Maddie. We had nearly 15 entries come in over the last 48 hours, and oh my stars, I'm just in tears of joy!

Currently, I have a final paper due August 2 for my Grad school Ed and Law class, and I am in the throes of back to school training and PD with my middle school teachers, so my bandwidth is thinner until this weekend. If you have not seen a comment by myself and Maddie by Monday, August 5 on your entry, would you PLEASE send me a message to alert me to your contribution? I saw I had missed a couple from earlier in July on my Instagram and I'm now worried I might miss someone's sweet contribution. We are committed to commenting on every single one.💜💜💜 To date, we have received approximately 40-50 entries between Tumblr and Insta and I am just crying at the amazingness of you all! Please hop over to my Instagram @/flutefemmeart to my highlights to see more amazing artwork! Feel free to give me a follow if you are so inclined.

Again...thanks to all of you and for those who've submitted in the last few days, don't worry...we will comment this weekend once my brain is free of education case law paper stress😅😅😆😆

Feel free to share so I don't miss anyone! Winners announcement will be coming fairly soon!🥰🥰🥰

[best-element-poll]

(the 3 most voted elements will advance onto the next round)

since there are a lot of unfamiliar faces I'll introduce each one under the cut:

(disclaimer: most if not all of these descriptions are copy-pasted or rephrased from Wikipedia. tell me if I miss anything or get anything wrong.)

YTTRIUM is used in the red component of CRT TV color displays, in gas mantles for propane lanterns, to make synthetic garnets, and in some cancer treatments. It is also a key ingredient in a type of superconductor.

ZIRCONIUM is refractory, hard, and resistant to chemical attack. It is often used as an opacifier (to make something opaque) for ceramic materials and is sometimes used in space vehicles where heat resistance is needed. You may know him from the ZrO2 that is used for your laboratory crucibles. personally, I love crucibles. i will be kind of mad if zirconium gets no votes. crucible lovers unite.

NIOBIUM is considered a technology-critical element. It is used mostly in alloys, and even in various superconducting materials, which are widely used for MRI scanners. and also they called this thing columbium for a while, and then confused it with tantalum. I'm glad they settled on niobium.

MOLYBDENUM is apparently an important mineral for the human body! Apparently, you should eat around 45 micrograms per day. Wow!!!!!!!!!

TECHNETIUM is the lightest element whose isotopes are all radioactive! It is often used in nuclear medicine, or generated as a fission product. They also took real long to find this guy, with 6 erroneous discoveries.

RUTHENIUM is also involved in many nuclear fission reactions, sometimes as a product of fission of uranium or plutonium. It's also used a lot in electronics due to its non-volatility.

RHODIUM is a precious metal primarily used in catalytic converters for cars. It is also used for various other industrial processes. It is also used in jewelry, e.g. sometimes white gold is plated with rhodium to give it a shiny layer.

PALLADIUM is primarily used in catalytic converters for cars. Palladium is also used in electronics, dentistry, medicine, hydrogen purification, chemical applications, groundwater treatment, and jewelry. Palladium is also a key component of hydrogen-oxygen fuel cells.

SILVER: it's everywhere. it's even a whole color on its own. I've been using the word silver to describe the colors of every other element here. it's probably going to win.

CADMIUM: apparently this thing is toxic and carcinogenic despite having great potential in anticancer drugs. ah well. it was also used in batteries scarily recently.

[3nding]

IL PD VUOLE SAPERE PERCHÉ NON LO ABBIAMO VOTATO

Stamattina in un post qui su fb Pierfrancesco Majorino, che conosco da quando era un ragazzino e che personalmente rispetto per la visione politica, e sono pochi ormai, chiedeva di spiegargli per quali motivi non abbiamo votato il Pd. E allora eccomi qui, con una lista ovviamente personale, molto personale e piuttosto lunga, dei motivi che mi hanno portato per la prima volta nella mia vita a non votare il principale partito del centro sinistra.

Premessa. Chi sono. Ho 48 anni, vivo a Milano, sono separato con una figlia di sei anni e mezzo che sta con me per la metà del tempo, sono un libero professionista con partita iva standard, lavoro in ambito culturale, ho fondato un piccolo studio editoriale, faccio l’editor e il traduttore, tengo corsi di letteratura, sono un cantautore e da un anno sono anche autore e conduttore di programmi e podcast per radio popolare. Vivo in affitto in un bilocale nella zona sud di Milano, campando esclusivamente dei miei redditi, non ho fondi economici sui quali contare, posseggo solo le mie chitarre, un pianoforte e una bicicletta.

E adesso passiamo all’elenco dei motivi per i quali non ho votato il Pd. Sono compositi, cercherò di metterli in fila in maniera sensata.

Ogni volta che devo compilare dei moduli per mia figlia o per richiedere prestazioni al comune o allo stato, finisco in un girone infernale di burocrazia borbonica. La mia situazione, vale a dire un uomo che ha fatto una figlia con una donna, bambina riconosciuta da entrambi e che vive in entrambe le case, non è mai presente in modo evidente. In genere le possibilità sono: l’altro genitore è morto, vive fuori dal paese, non ha riconosciuto il figlio, è divorziato/separato. Il fatto che si possa fare un figlio senza sposarsi e poi purtroppo decidere di separarsi è una casistica che nell’Italia del 2022 non è presa in considerazione nei documenti ufficiali. E così ogni volta, per capirci qualcosa, devo andare al Caf, devo cioè pagare un istituto terzo e privato per vedere garantito il mio diritto di accedere ai servizi dello stato. Questo vale anche per l’Isee (credo di essere cultura media, ma di fronte al pdf di cinquanta pagine di spiegazioni che non spiegano un cazzo devo alzare bandiera bianca), per qualsiasi domanda a qualsiasi servizio. Ma visto il silenzio su questi temi, per il partito non è un problema. Semplificazione burocratica non pervenuta. Riconoscimento della realtà esistente, neanche. Nessuna battaglia in tal senso.

REgione Lombardia ha erogato negli anni scorsi dei fondi speciali per la pandemia in favore delle coppie separate, ma solo se avevano contratto il sacro vincolo del matrimonio. Dal Partito non ho sentito una sola voce levarsi contro questo schifo.

La scuola quest’anno inizia con orario completo, fino alle 1630, da domani. Per tutto il mese di settembre io ho dovuto pagare una società privata che ha vinto un bando con il comune per l’organizzazione di un centro estivo nella settimana prima dell’inziio delle lezioni e nelle due in cui l’orario scolastico terminava rispettivamente alle 1230 e alle 1430. Quindi, di fatto, sono problemi vostri se dovete lavorare. E anche su questo punto, non specifico ovviamente, ma in generale, nessun segno dal Partito sui servizi offerti alle famiglie.

Costo della vita. Qualche mese fa un post sponsorizzato su Facebook annunciava come una grande vittoria l’elargizione di un bonus di 200 euro per il caro bollette. Sulle prime ho pensato: Ma andate a cagare. Mentre le aziende energetiche accumulano profitti astronomici, mentre il notaio De Bellis può rifarsi la facciata di tutti i suoi palazzi con il bonus 110% noi siamo qui che dobbiamo gioire di 200 euro. Certo. Io poi, nella mia categoria, da oggi posso fare la domanda sul sito dell’Inps per provare ad assicurarmi il bonus – le partite iva arrivano sempre per ultime.

Reddito di cittadinanza. Che pena. La mancata comprensione della realtà. Dare 500 euro a una famiglia al di sotto della soglia della povertà è una cosa che l’ex principale partito della sinistra non può accettare né comprendere. Su questo punto, secondo me, c’era una sola cosa da fare. Che si collega al punto successivo. Dire che 500 euro sono pochi. Ecco cosa c’era da fare. E come si trovano i soldi, per questo e per un vasto allargamento del welfare? Vai al punto successivo.

Ogni volta che qualcuno timidamente ha provato a proporre un prelievo straordinario sui redditi altissimi del Paese è seguita l’immancabile innalzata di scudi. Ma io dico, voi da che parte state? Tranquilli, lo abbiamo capito. Un grande partito di sinistra che in questo preciso periodo storico non si batta fino alla morte per una ridistribuzione del prelievo fiscale fa la fine che avete fatto voi. Meritatamente.

Digressione. Cottarelli. Un paio di settimane fa mi sono imbattuto in suo tweet. Diceva grosso modo che era andato a un appuntamento elettorale a Cremona o forse Novara, non ricordo. E denunciava con sdegno la pessima qualità dei collegamenti ferroviari. Ecco, capite? Voi e i vostri candidati non avete alcuna idea della realtà. Ci sono milioni di italiani che ogni giorno si alzano, vanno in stazione per andare al lavoro e pregano che il treno passi in orario o perlomeno con un ritardo accettabile – o che passi tout court. Che autogol. Che imbarazzo. È chiaro che non avete idea di come sia la vita qui fuori.

Avete finalizzato un’alleanza elettorale con un moccioso ricco e capriccioso che dopo avervi mandato a quel paese perché avete fatto un accordo anche con la sinistra (orrore, i comunisti, quelli stanno con i poveri) ha diffuso un filmato in cui col suo cellulare da tremila euro riprendeva nel centro di Roma un senzatetto che dormiva su un marciapiede. Ecco, io che non sono nessuno, ho pietà per voi, per lui, e per tutti quelli come voi che credono di essere persone di sinistra. Rileggetevi Steinbeck, per dirne uno – sempre che lo abbiate mai letto. Vergogna. Quando ancora vivevo con la mia compagna, la sera cucinavo un paio di porzioni in più per i sentatetto che dormivano sotto i portici accanto alla casa di allora. E poi scendevo a portarglieli. La verità è che i poveri a voi fanno schifo.

Perché non siete più un partito ma un insieme di bande ognuna pronta a difendere un interesse particolare. Se il segretario rilascia una dichiarazione alle ore 12, entro le 18 qualsiasi altro esponente del partito avrà fatto il suo distinguo, avrà detto sì, no forse, però, ma se, eppure. Perché siete un gruppo eterogeneo con decine di interessi da difendere. Per la maggior parte, interessi indifendibili. E quindi non avete più alcuna credibilità.

Perché siete pavidi, pavidi, pavidi. Non riuscite a difendere nemmeno una mezza idea. C’è una fetta enorme del paese che attende di vedere riconosciuti i propri diritti – bambini e adulti – e anche qui un vero partito progressista farebbe le barricate a oltranza, parlerebbe solo di quello, e invece finite sempre a ruota della dialettica degli avversari. Risultati non pervenuti. Senso di solitudine dell’elettorato: infinito.

Perché ogni volta che la polizia manganella qualcuno in piazza non c’è nessuno di voi che alzi la voce, che faccia casino, che prema per una legge per l’identificazione degli agenti, ma lasciate che la macelleria vada avanti. E questo, in questo specifico paese, dopo il terrorismo rosso e nero, dopo il G8, dopo le decine e decine di casi di abusi da parte della forze dell’ordine è del tutto inaccettabile. Potreste addirittura chiedervi, in un raro momento di lucidità, come mai Ilaria Cucchi, a cui va tutto l’amore che posso, da quel giorno e per sempre, si sia candidata con Sinistra Verdi. Ma non lo fate. Perché siete dei mezzi uomini. Ovviamente l’elenco è lungo, se non lo conoscete fatevi aggiornare da qualcuno che ancora segue queste cose.

L’agenda Draghi. Quindi secondo voi, soltanto perché non avete uno straccio di visione politica e accogliete come il Salvatore il tecnico “bravo e preparato a cui non si può dire di no” soltanto perché vi toglie le castagne dal fuoco e vi permette di non svelare la vostra insipienza politica, noi dopo decenni di militanza dobbiamo pensare che il bene della società tutta possa essere assicurato da un banchiere – per quanto preparato, per carità? Ma vi siete davvero bevuti il cervello? Da cui consegue il punto successivo.

E cioè che vi va bene essere ormai un partito per ricchi. Un partito per quella fascia della popolazione che possiede una casa o due, che ha un reddito dai cinquemila netti in su, nessuna preoccupazione economica, nessuna preoccupazione lavorativa, nessuna preoccupazione per i figli. L’en plein che in genere avete fatto nel centro di Milano – non ho visto i dati di quest’ultima tornata – la dice lunga. Venite a fare un giro dalle parti di casa mia. Al mercato del lunedì nella via accanto alla mia si sono visti sempre e solo quelli della Meloni.

Ora, se io avessi dovuto votare badando a una parte dei miei interessi personali, avrei dovuto votare il centrodestra, che promette l’ennesimo condono delle cartelle pendenti. Sì, sapete, perché io ho delle pendenze con il fisco. Ma non perché sono un imprenditore miliardario che ogni dieci anni fa un bel patteggiamento. No, perché io uso per vivere anche i soldi delle tasse – e non mi si fraintenda, faccio una vita monastica, mi vanto di non aver abboccato al consumismo, non ne ho bisogno. E quando uno come me dice di non avere soldi, intende proprio zero sul conto corrente, non dieci o quindicimila euro da parte. Eppure no. Ho ancora la testa sulle spalle e una serie di valori che mi permettono di essere una persona più o meno decente, tra le mille difficoltà della vita quotidiana.

Dopo tutto questo, sento solo il bisogno di rivolgervi un’ultima domanda: cosa diavolo volete voi da me? Avete anche l’ardire di chiedermi il voto? Se c’è una cosa intelligente che potete fare è questa: andate a chiudervi nelle vostre ville di campagna, abbandonate il partito o quel che ne resta, tacete e scomparite in silenzio. Con un po’ di fortuna ci sarà una nuova generazione a prendere il vostro posto. Con la giusta fame, la giusta ferocia, la giusta cattiveria, la giusta intransigenza, la giusta conoscenza della vita delle persone, il giusto rispetto per le loro difficoltà e la loro dignità. Il giusto amore per il popolo. Che voi avete perso secoli fa.

Ecco, potrei andare avanti, ma mi sembra di aver espresso il grosso dei miei pensieri, anche se di sicuro tra dieci minuti mi verrà in mente qualcos’altro. E poi sono le undici di sera passate, io devo ancora rigovernare la cucina e lavare i piatti – stasera con mia figlia abbiamo fatto le cotolette, sono venute bene, e no, non ho la lavastoviglie – e devo tradurre ancora tre cartelle per finire la mia giornata. Che lo spirito di Bianciardi sia con me.

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Querido diario, estoy feliz porque bajé de 98 Kilos a 89 Kilos🥺 espero en Diciembre llegar al menos a 70 Kilos... todo esto lo estoy haciendo con ayuno y matánd0me haciendo ejercicio.

Aunque hoy Viernes de 17 de Noviembre me exhimí, porque estoy inflamada y porque estoy demasiado cansada, pero estuve haciendo ejercicio por 1 semana completa (o más), incluí ejercicios de cardio hit, cardio, pesas, caminata, bailes, de todo lo que podía, sobre todo cardio Hit que es lo que más me ayuda a quemar kcal Rápidos, obviamente comí en esos días...

lo bueno es que ahora estoy en ayuno de 8 hrs, espero seguir más, durante todo mí ayuno he llegado a las 48 hrs, solo espero parar hoy para mañana estar a full, eso bebés

XOXO💋💖

pd: pueden hablarme, me gusta hablar con nuevas personas y contarnos experiencias, obviamente ayudarnos.

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