#park bada

[saturnznct]

the parks

park chunae 박춘애

full name: park chunae 박춘애

nickname(s): -

other name(s): lana

birthday full: 7th april 2034 

birth place: seoul, south korea

height: 5ft 3

birth weight: 6lbs 9oz 

birth time: 1:43am

language(s): korean

star sign: aries

appearance: coming soon

profession: -

godparent(s): chenle

works including chunae:

you’re scared to become a parent

the members meet chunae

insta posts📸

you feeling insecure while pregnant

colic

park bada 박바다

full name: park bada 박바다

nickname(s): -

other name(s): charlotte

birthday full: 29th july 2036

birth place: seoul, south korea

height: 5ft 2

birth weight: 6lbs 1oz 

birth time: 2:53pm

language(s): korean

star sign: leo

appearance: coming soon

profession: art therapist

godparent(s): chenle

works including bada:

insta posts📸

[sailorjisunq]

[bornfreeone-kiss]

Energy talk talk episode 6

[chillypepperhot]

Mama Donato's...

Medicine Park, Oklahoma

Source Me laf@ilyF ❤️

[musictyme]

Logic ft Joey Bada$$ - Shimmy

[baeksu-krp]

Nome: Park Sooyoung Faceclaim: Bada Lee, Coreógrafa Data de nascimento e idade: 30.10.1997 — 26 anos Gênero: Feminino Etnia e nacionalidade: Sul-coreana, Coreia do Sul

Moradia: Mapo-gu Ocupação: Professora de Dança, Academia Pump Star Qualidades: Engraçada, Esforçada Defeitos: Teimosa, Pessimista User: @bks_sooyoung

TW: Morte de familiar (Mãe)

Dinheiro sempre foi um problema para a família Park, na verdade era o grande maior problema já que o pai de Sooyoung não sabia mesmo como se controlar quando o assunto era bebidas e apostas, foi por causa disso que a mãe precisou largar a filha ainda pequena com os vizinhos para que pudesse trabalhar e complementar a renda já que o pai só sabia fazer o contrário. 

A filha de uma dessas vizinhas era bailarina, Sooyoung lembra muito dela porque foi ela quem lhe apresentou o universo gracioso do ballet enquanto treinava sozinha no quarto em que a pequena passava o resto do dia após voltar da escola esperando pela mãe. Hyeji acabou adotando Sooyoung como uma irmã mais nova e desde que notou o interesse da menor pela dança, começou a ensiná-la da forma que podia já que não havia qualquer material ou recurso para isso. Entretanto, Hyeji notou que apesar de gostar de dançar, ballet não era o forte da pequena Sooyoung, foi então que a mais velha começou a mostrar vídeos de outros ritmos para ela e foi nesse momento que ela viu a pequena praticamente florescer na sua frente. 

Desde então, Hyeji começou a levar Sooyoung para as suas aulas na academia de dança, porém era óbvio que a menor não se interessava tanto pelas aulas de ballet e não era nenhuma surpresa quando ela era pega assistindo as aulas de hip hop. Talvez fosse pura benevolência ou o diretor dessa academia realmente viu algum potencial em Sooyoung, fosse o que fosse ele acabou dando uma vaga para a garota praticar junto aos novatos e desde então ela nunca mais parou. 

Conforme Sooyoung crescia, mais sua paixão pela dança se mostrava presente e com o avanço da internet na divulgação das dance crew, ela começou a postar seus próprios vídeos no youtube e demais plataformas e assim passou a crescer nas mesmas ganhando um público considerável com suas views sempre altas, algo que sempre foi motivo de muito orgulho para a garota. Assim acabou tornando a dança seu ganha-pão, principalmente quando começou a dar aula na academia onde praticou tantos anos. Só que Sooyoung queria mais quando se tratava de conhecimento em sua arte e sua performance, aperfeiçoamentos e o que tivesse direito. 

O dono da academia novamente lhe estendeu o braço e foi claro quando disse que pagaria as aulas com dançarinos renomados e workshops que surgissem desde que ela lhe retribuísse continuando com as aulas em sua academia e fazendo as divulgações da mesma. Era óbvio que ela aceitaria sem qualquer sombra de dúvidas e desde então trabalha com o que mais ama na vida. 

Sooyoung leva muito a sério seu trabalho, além de estar sempre se aprimorando e buscando algo a mais até conseguir cair nas graças das grandes empresas da cidade e ela com certeza não brinca em serviço, afinal não quer decepcionar quem lhe ajudou muito e tem muita coisa pela frente que ainda quer realizar, sendo assim, sua força de vontade é sempre grande demais para sua carreira, porém em compensação sua vida pessoal é uma bagunça. Infelizmente esse medo da falha lhe distancia das pessoas porque a todo momento Sooyoung pensa em como poderia gastar seu tempo praticando mais ou estudando mais e justamente por isso acabou se afastando até mesmo de sua família, afinal o pai só aparecia para pedir mais dinheiro e a mãe havia falecido há alguns anos atrás a deixando definitivamente sozinha. 

OOC: +18 Triggers: N/A Temas de interesse: Todos

[themoongirls12]

[starsenha]

DUET / P.J smau (paused)

SUMMARY: the Decelis Univeristy's dance team was pretty famous in the dance community, and you loved to be apart of it, even if it meant juggling with your studies. But what would happen if you got paired with the only guy in the whole school you couldn't stand: Park Jay.

GENRE: smau, fluff, angst, crack, some smut in a few chapters, ennemies to lovers trope

CHARACTERS: enhypen, itzy chaeryeong and yuna, evnne jeonghyeon, ive gaeul, aespa ningning (some scenes with aespa yeji, stray kids hyunjin and bada lee too)

WARNINGS: cursing, bad attempt at humour lmao, talk about burn out and anxiety, sexual jokes and suggestive af, smut in some chapters (minors dni)

TAGLIST: @sincerely-sunny @realrintaro @onlyhyunjin @mari-oclock @jooniesbears-blog @isa942572 @minhosimthings @sumzysworld @kaykay11sworld @lakoya @hoonismine(still open <3)

PROFILES [one] [two] [three]

[1] audition day (written, 1,2k)

[2] ynjay for the win

[3] let me kms (written, 1k)

[4] why do i feel

[5] party party yeah (written, 5k)

[6] apologies accepted (written, 0,6k)

[7] nishimura fam

[8] confidence is key

[9] in motion

[10] what is going on

[11] home (written, 1,4k)

[12] misunderstanding

[13] freaking out (written, 1,2k)

[14] denial

[15] it's called feelings

[16] reality check (written, 2k)

[17] girls night

[18] real smooth

[19] desperation (written, 2k) SMUT IN THIS CHAP

[20] really late (written, 0,8k)

[21] tmi

[22] confrontation (written, 1,2k)

[23] insensitive ass

more coming soon...

[dandelionsresilience]

Dandelion News - October 8-14

Like these weekly compilations? Tip me at $kaybarr1735 or check out my Dandelion Doodles on Patreon!

1. All 160 dogs at Florida shelter found homes ahead of Hurricane Milton

“[The shelter] offered crates, food and anything else the dogs would need in exchange for the animals to spend just five days with the foster parents if the human didn't want to keep them for longer. […A]fter about a day of receiving around 100 messages every 30 minutes, Bada said, all 160 were gone from the shelter and in safe and warm homes.”

2. Restoring Ecosystems and Rejuvenating Native Hawaiian Traditions in Maui

“[Volunteers] are restoring water flow to the refuge, removing invasive species, and restoring a loko iʻa kalo using ʻike kūpuna, ancestral knowledge. […] This human-made ecosystem will provide food for community members and habitat for wildlife while protecting coral reefs offshore.”

3. Solar-powered desalination system requires no extra batteries

“In contrast to other solar-driven desalination designs, the MIT system requires no extra batteries for energy storage, nor a supplemental power supply, such as from the grid. […] The system harnessed on average over 94 percent of the electrical energy generated from the system’s solar panels to produce up to 5,000 liters of water per day[….]”

4. Threatened pink sea fan coral breeds in UK aquarium for first time

“The spawning is part of University of Exeter Ph.D. student Kaila Wheatley Kornblum's research into the reproduction, larval dispersal and population connectivity of Eunicella verrucosa. […] Pink sea fans are believed to have been successfully bred by only one other institution, Lisbon Oceanarium, in 2023.”

5. Tiny 'backpacks' are being strapped to baby turtles[….]

““We analysed the data and found that hatchlings show amazingly consistent head-up orientation – despite being in the complete dark, surrounded by sand [… and] they move as if they were swimming rather than digging[…. This new observation method is] answering questions about best conservation practices,” says Dor.”

6. New California Law Protects Wildlife Connectivity

“A new state law in California will instruct counties and municipalities to conserve wildlife corridors when planning new development. […] This could entail everything from creating wildlife crossings at roads or highways, employing wildlife-safe fencing, or not developing on certain land.”

7. ‘I think, boy, I’m a part of all this’: how local heroes reforested Rio’s green heart

“By 2019, [the program] had transformed the city’s landscape, having trained 15,000 local workers like Leleco, who have planted 10m seedlings across […] roughly 10 times the area of New York’s Central Park. Reforested sites include mangroves and vegetation-covered sandbars called restinga, as well as wooded mountainsides around favelas.”

8. Alabama Town Plans to Drop Criminal Charges Over Unpaid Garbage Bills

““Suspending garbage pickup, imposing harsh late penalties and prosecuting people who through no fault of their own are unable to pay their garbage and sewage bills does not make payment suddenly forthcoming,” West said. [… The city] has agreed to drop pending criminal charges against its residents over unpaid garbage bills.”

9. New Hampshire’s low-income community solar program finally moves forward

“The state energy department is reviewing seven proposals for community solar arrays that will allocate a portion of their bill credits to low-income households. […] New Hampshire’s strategy of working with utilities to automatically enroll households that have already been identified streamlines the process.”

10. The Future Looks Bright for Electric School Buses

“EPA has awarded about $3 billion in grants from the infrastructure law, which paid to replace about 8,700 buses. Of those, about 95 percent are electric. [… Electric buses are] cheaper to operate and require less maintenance than diesel buses and will soon be at cost parity when looking at the lifetime cost of ownership[….]”

October 1-7 news here | (all credit for images and written material can be found at the source linked; I don’t claim credit for anything but curating.)

[bountycancelled]

Black and White

(bada x reader)

requested: yes! @badasgirlfriend this one's for my babygirl

content: fem!reader, jealous! bada(she lowkey gives possesive alpha vibes in this and im sorry, but its still hot cuz its her), kind of smut? like they don't smash but close enough, HOWL (I know and im sorry)

warnings: supa suggestive like I'm dying at what I just typed (in my defense I was listening to I was never there by the weeknd so blame him) mentions of alcohol, that's it I think.

a/n: once again, i apologise. my innner whore jumped out. also eli if you wanted it to be fluffy pls lemme know and I'll wip something else up, but I still hope you like this, I love you mwah!

"how do I look?"

your words were met with a long, bordering on uncomfortable silence. this confused you, since you were asking out of genuine curiosity and had expected a quick answer from bada, but nothing came.

you turned away from the mirror and faced her, your eyes narrowing as you waited for her reply with crossed arms. "that bad, huh?" you said sarcastically.

sure, this dress was a bit more... revealing than the clothing you tended towards in your everyday, but in your defense, it wasn't everyday that you went to a gala dinner.

seeing as you and bada were both respected and accoladed dancers respectively, you had both gotten invites, so going as each others dates seemed like a no brainer.

you had settled on a sleek white number with the back completely open, and a slit (for mobility's sake, you swear) you looked really good, or, so you thought, but bada's reaction however, was making you second guess yourself.

she was in black silk gown, and she looked drop dead gorgeous. you were surprised that you weren't actually frothing at the mouth like some starved animal. hell, you wondered how you could make it through the whole night without your attraction to her being exposed.

"not bad at all." she finally clarified in an abrupt manner, as if she had been taken out a daze. "you look amazing. it's just different, but good different, I promise."

you nodded, though you weren't fully convinced by her efforts. in any case, it was a little too late to turn your back on the dress, seeing as your ride for the evening was parked in front of bada's place.

the ride to the venue was filled with a strange sort of tension, one that you couldn't quiet place. you weren't upset, or at least, you tried not be upset at the fact the bada wasn't the biggest fan of your dress, its not like she was actively berating you or anything harsh like that. but there was clear energy occurring between you and her, you could feel it in the way she gazed at you.

you really did try to get her reaction out of your mind, conversing with your dancing peers, eating foods you couldn't even pronounce at the table, but nevertheless, it kept knawing at you, forming a pit in your stomach. (you guessed that it also didn't really help that bada was sat right next to you, with her gaze fixed on your every move, even if she was talking to other people.)

as bada excused herself to the bathroom, giving you a much needed break from her stare, you decided that the only way to fill the pit in your stomach was through a drink.

you successfully made your way to the bar, careful not to trip on your own two feet, before ordering your usual and raking a seat, waiting for said drink to arrive.

you thanked the bartender, looking around the room to make sure no eyes were on you before downing the glass in an instant, relishing in the burn. you were right, this would definitely distract you.

"rough night?" a familiar voice asked as you ordered a second drink.

"how could you tell? the slumped shoulders or the fact that my drink only lasted about two seconds in my hand?" your reply was met with a laugh, as the owner of the voice, who you had recognised as howl, took to the seat next to yours.

"obviously I have no idea what's got you so shaken up, but if its any conciliation..." he trailed off, leaning just a bit closer to you, his voice a low whisper.

"you look stunning tonight." you grimaced internally, howl wasn't a bad looking man by any means, but you weren't really interested in him, or any man, or anyone that wasn't bada. you were about to respond, brushing off his attempt at flirting without it being too awkward, but you were cut off before you could even open your mouth.

"there you are, can we go outside for a sec? I wanna talk to you." thank the lord for bada, who had given you the perfect excuse to slip away from howl without even needing to entertain him for a moment longer.

you feigned a woeful expression, almost as if to convey that you didn't want to leave him alone, all the while letting bada lead you with a hand on your wrist all the way outside.

you finally paused when you made it behind the venue, and when you turned to bada, she was already looking at you. the expression on her face was nothing short of... silently seething.

you furrowed your brows, determined not to back away from this impromptu staredown you had suddenly entered. "you know, you've been acting weird ever since I asked you about my dress back at your place, so just tell me what your fucking problem is, bada."

she smirked at your outburst, and that only made you even more annoyed, what about you was so fucking amusing to her tonight? she stepped closer to you, effectively trapping you between the wall and herself, and you broke eye contact with her despite yourself. she was too close for you to think straight.

"my problem..." she paused, trailing her finger along your collarbone, her gaze fixated on your chest, rapidly rising and falling. "...is that everyone gets to see you look so fucking sexy, when I'm the only one who really deserves it." your eyes widened at her words, and you were suddenly extremely glad that the wall was behind you to give your body support.

her hand moved even further, her large hand cupping your breast through your dress, and her thumb grazing your nipple, making your head tip back automatically. "and then, fucking howl has the nerve to flirt with you?" she chuckled bitterly, cutting her laugh off with a quiet groan as your hand went over hers, keeping it on your chest.

"it made realise that people don't get it. that you're mine. so why don't I make you mine right here, so that people don't get confused anymore, hmm? you'd like it, wouldn't you? I know I would." her voice was breathy now, and you nearly moaned as she trailed her other hand along your upper thigh, using the slit to get to your underwear, which you had surely soaked through by now.

it goes without saying that you would like her to take you then too.

another a/n: this was also my second time writing something kinda smutty ever, so pls practice kindness in the comments😀

[syarina]

Female K-Blogs

• Smut • Angst • None • Non/Dubcon

Le Sserafim

G!P Le Sserafim Unnie Line + Kazuha x F!Reader (Noncon)

GP!Camgirl Le Sserafim x Bimboish!F!Reader

G!P Idol!Miyawaki Sakura x Idol!reader

Student!G!P Kazuha X Teacher!Reader

Hybrid!GP!Yunjin x F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

Sub!GP!Yunjin x F!Reader

We've Only Just Begun ~ G!P Top!Yunjin x Maid Bottom!Reader

Puppy Needs ~ G!P Subby!Hybrid Huh Yunjin x F!Reader

Blackpink

G!P Jennie, G!P Lisa x F!Reader (Noncon)

Proving a Point ~ Kim Jennie x G!P Reader

G!P Kim Jennie (Dubcon)

Makes Her Wanna Have More Babies ~ Kim Jennie x G!P Reader

Doppler Effect ~ Student!Kim Jennie x G!P Professor!Reader

Party Monster ~ Kim Jennie

Oxytocin ~ Kim Jennie x G!P Reader

Red Velvet

Stress Toy ~ Maid!Irene x G!P Reader (Noncon)

Newjeans

G!P Assassin!Minji x F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

G!P Kim Minji x F!Reader (Noncon)

Minji Gets Caught Humping Hanni’s Favorite Bunny Plushie ~ G!P Minji x Hanni

(G) - Idle

I Just Know You Did This On Purpose ~ G!P Dom!Yuqi x F!Reader

A Helping Hand ~ G!P Subby!Yuqi x F!Reader

Aespa

Doctor!Karina x Naïve!Patient!F!Reader

GP!Aespa x 5th Member!F!Reader

G!P Serial Killers!Winrina x Naive/Gullible F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

G!P Besties WinChae Thoughts

G!P Pervy!Ningning x F!Reader (Noncon)

G!P Karina x F!Reader

Puppy Needs Her Attention ~ G!P Puppy Winter x F!Reader

Beneath The Facade ~ G!P Giselle x F!Reader

Hybrid!Aespa in Heat ~ Sub!Aespa x Dom!F!Reader

Sick and Twisted ~ G!P Stepsibling!Winrina x Virgin F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

Sick and Twisted ~ G!P Maid!Karina x Ceo! Daughter!Reader (Noncon)

Payment Methods ~ G!P Ningning (Noncon)

Me & You - G!P Cop!Minjeong x Criminal F!Reader

Twice

G!P Momo, G!P Jihyo x F!Reader (Noncon)

Park Jihyo x GP!Reader

G!P Twice x F!Reader

Forbidden Dream ~ G!P Nayeon x F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

Whine For Me ~ G!P Subby!Tzuyu x F!Reader

Toy ~ G!P Twice x Female Reader (Non Idol AU)

Itzy

GP!Itzy x F!Reader

Taste ~ G!P Hwang Yeji x F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

Ive

G!P Mean!Stepsis!Wony x F!Reader

G!P Stepsis!Ningning x F!Reader

G!P BF!Sister!Wony x F!Reader (Dubcon)

G!P Stalker!Wony x F!Reader (Noncon)

G!P Hybrid!Wony x F!Reader

Somno G!P Yujin x F!Reader

G!P Pervy!Wony x F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

Pervy!Wony x F!Reader (Dubcon)

G!P Wony x F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

G!P Yujin x F!Reader

Your Order Ma’am ~ G!P Yujin x F!Reader

Sister to Sister ~ G!P Stepsis!Wonyoung

Porcelain Doll ~ Sub!Wonyoung x G!P Reader

Need It ~ G!P Wonyoung x F!Reader

Bada Lee

G!P Alpha!Bada x Omega!Tatter x G!P Alpha!Soweon

G!P Dom!Bada x F!Reader

Bada Fingers You With Her Engagement Ring On ~ Bada Lee x F!Reader

The Fancam ~ G!P Bada Lee x F!Reader

Been Away ~ G!P Bada Lee x F!Reader

Hold Me ~ G!P Alpha!Bada x F!Reader

Trophy ~ G!P Bada Lee x (Jam Republic) F!Reader

Poison ~ G!P Bada Lee

I Won't Stop Until That Girl Is Mine ~ Bada Lee x (Jam Republic) F!Reader

Caught Between Pink and Blue ~ Bada Lee × SWF2 Crew Leader!F!Reader x Kirsten Dodgen

Global Domination ~ BEBE!Bada Lee x OC!Team F!Reader

Unusual ~ Bada Lee x F!Reader

Characters

Pyramid Game

G!P Baek Harin, G!P Kim Dayeon x F!Reader (Non/Dubcon)

G!P Stepsis!Baek Harin Thoughts

Which One? ~ G!P Baek Harin x F!Reader x G!P Sung Soo-Ji (Non/Dubcon)

Big Sis ~ G!P Stepsis!Baek Harin (Non/Dubcon)

[badasmuse]

“Birthday Sex”

Bada Lee x Reader

Warnings: 18+ (MDNI), smoking, penetrative sex, lowercase intended, language, cute names, top!bada, bottom!reader, reader is a dickhead lowkey but not to bada

Summary: it’s y/n’s birthday. ofc bada gon do her right.

a/n: it’s actually my birthday🤭here’s my gift to y’all. my gift FROM y’all? blow this mf up pls!

Song to listen to: Birthday Sex by Jeremih

“i’m so pissed i have to work on my fucking birthday.” you said into the phone standing outside your job taking a smoke break.

“i know my love but you only have a few more hours left. when you get home i’ll have dinner ready, movies and wine, and i’ll run you a bath. does that sound good?” bada asks softly. she knows how upset you are and she doesn’t want to say anything that could make you more upset.

“yeah that sounds amazing.” you inhale the black n mild between your fingers and flick the ashes blowing out the smoke. “i just wish i was in bed with you right now. i’m tired. i asked for it off they told me no. i asked someone to switch shifts they said no. i was gonna call off but they said i’d get written up and i already have two fucking write ups for punching a customer and telling my manager to suck my dick. well that’s not why- i said suck my dick and she said i don’t have one and i replied with “yeah but my girlfriend has a big ass strap and i’d shove it so far down your throat it’ll come out your ass.” then i got written up.”

bada blinks, “y/n you did not tell me that.”

“i know. fuck i gotta go i love you.” you put out the black and hang up when bada returns the words of affection.

hours later you look at the time and and sigh. “fucking finally.”

“y/n i need you to stay an extra-“ you cut your manager off.

“nah bro it’s my birthday and i want to go the fuck home. you and these customers can eat my shorts.” you clock out and dip the fuck out. hopping in your car and speeding out the parking lot bumping your music loudly.

when you get home, you mouth waters at the smell of pasta in the air. “bada?” you say kicking off your shoes.

“hi my love! how was work?” she asks from the kitchen.

“terrible. i hate it there.” you hug her from behind. “i missed you.”

“i missed you more. go sit down i’ll make your plate.” she says, rubbing your knuckles.

once she sets the plate in front of you, you practically moan tasting the alfredo on your tongue.

“is it good?” she asks.

“fucking amazing. i love you.” you say wiping sauce off your mouth with a napkin.

bada once again asks about your day and you tell her everything. you start with the customer you called a dickhead for commenting on how your boobs looked in your work shirt and end with your boss asking you to stay another hour. by now you guys are in the bathroom waiting for the tub to fill up.

“i told her to eat my shorts.” you say, stripping out of your clothes.

bada laughs, turning off the water. “you’re gonna get fired. get in the tub.”

you shrug, “i don’t care i hate her.” a moan leaves your mouth again as you sink into the tub. “can i smoke?” you ask.

she’s never been a fan of you smoking so she doesn’t let you do it in the house but, “since it’s your birthday, i’ll allow it.” she goes and pulls a black from your purse and the lighter she had custom made for your last birthday.

“thank you. i’ll brush my teeth again to get the taste out for when we kiss.” you say lighting it.

her face scrunches at the smell but she remains in the bathroom. she puts her hand in the water running it up and down your leg that isn’t exposed. “i wish we could’ve spent all day together.” she says quietly.

“i know honey i do too. i would quit but i don’t have anything lined up right now.” you sigh.

“we need a receptionist at justjerk… i can put in a good word for you.” she says trailing her fingers up your thigh.

“you’re saying one thing but you’re thinking about something else.” you blow smoke, putting your cigar out.

“you had a stressful day. i just wanna make you feel better.” she says dragging her fingers further up your thigh. “and it’s your birthday..”

she pulls the drain plug and helps you stand, taking down the shower head so she can rinse the bubbles off you. she moves it further down, holding it against your clit for a second before moving down your legs.

a soft whine escapes your lips and bada’s head snaps up. “was that a whine?” she smirks.

usually you’re the dominate one. loud, assertive, all that. especially in bed. man does bada like that. occasionally you’ll let bada top, like when she’s mad and needs to let out steam (which is damn near never. she’s always so happy and giggly.) but, hearing you whine woke something up inside her. now she kinda wants to pin you down and pound into you until you cum all over the bed.

you don’t respond, biting your lip. bada doesn’t like that. “i asked a question.”

your thighs clench as you look down at her, “yes…it was a whine.” you mumble.

she giggles kissing your nose. “come on let’s go in the room.” helping you out, bada wraps you in a towel and guides you to the room. after you brush your teeth of course.

you sit on the bed quietly as bada re-emerges from the closet with her strap in hand. your eyes close at the thought of her using it on you. it’s been awhile and that thing is huge.

bada pushes you back against the bed opening your towel. you put your legs up, spreading them wide for her. you’re dripping onto the towel as you watch her put the strap on.

“bada..” you whine out, “please fuck me.” please fuck me? who are you right now y/n? since when do you beg???

another giggle leaves bada’s lips as she runs the tip of her strap over your clit. she slowly pushes it in, taking her time cause she knows it’s been too long since you bottomed.

tears fill your eyes as she pushes into you. “fuck.” you whisper, covering your face.

“shhh, you’re okay. i’ll go slow.” she says pushing in deeper but at a very slow pace.

“oh god bada wait.” you say when she’s in all the way.

she leans over and plants a kiss on your forehead. “take your time. we have all night.”

after a few minutes you nod your head and bada starts thrusting slowly. you gasp feeling her hit your spot head on. you open your mouth to say something but your phone cuts you off.

“fuck who the fuck..” you go to reach for it but bada grabs you, pinning you down to the bed. “don’t touch that fucking phone.”

you moan in response as her thrusts speed up. your thighs shake and you writhe on the bed. “oh fuck bada just like that!” you scream as she starts pounding into you. “feels.. fuck. you- oh my god..”

“can’t even form sentences. my dumb birthday girl.” bada pants, holding your wrists with one hand and using the other to rub your swollen clit with her long fingers.

you let out another scream as you r body spasms. “cum.. bada c-cum.” you say. you’re supposed to be asking her if you can… or telling her you have to. you’re not too sure anymore. you’re just thinking about the feeling of her thick strap hitting your gspot so good.

“cum for me baby… i need a big mess to clean up.” she giggles, lifting your leg on her shoulder.

her giggles make you moan louder. you clench around the strap, cumming hard. your vision goes white and your leg shakes on her shoulder. “fuck bada pull out it’s too much.”

she does as you ask and bites her lip as she watches your cum squirt out of you. she now remembers why you hate bottoming.

“fuck the bed is gonna be all wet and we’ll have to sleep in the guest room.” you whine out when you come down from your high.

“baby.. relax. you came on the towel. the bed is fine.” bada says taking off the strap. like always, she kneels down and starts licking the cum off your thighs and your cunt making sure you’re not too sticky before you go to bed.

you moan loudly. you feel clean but she keeps eating you out. “OKAY- big thirsty ass that’s enough.” you moan pushing her head back. “you got it all up.”

she pouts, “but you taste good.”

“let me rest. wake me up in an hour and i’ll let you eat me out till your heart gives out.” you mutter closing your eyes.

“happy birthday my love.” she whispers as you fall asleep.

W birthday honestly.

[jihyoruri]

ofc!!! and thank you so much!!

THINGS IN AESPA!YNS CAMERA ROLL ✮

#01. a video of ningning putting a whole bunch whipped cream in yn’s mouth to the point that yn starts choking on whipped cream

#02. a video that giselle took of jimin walking up to yn who laid on her back on the floor and snatched the blunt out of yn’s mouth.

#03. a video of her practicing her high note in drama

#04. a video that mark took of yn who sat on his bed ( “I actually need to shit so bad” “not in my house bro.”)

#05. a video that yn screen recorded that a fan took of her tripping at a award show with the caption “my fav loser”

#06. a photo of yn holding bada’s bangs up against the dancers will.

#07. a video from when yn was 10 that was taken by paparazzi of her and her siblings golfing.

#08. a video of yn and johnny doing karaoke singing bring me to life.

#09. a video of yn and mark standing in front of an abandoned toilet outside that yn set on fire.

#10. a video ryujin took of yn who sat at her set up playing gta with mark as yn and mark yell and scream while they got shot up trying to make a drug deal (you can hear ryujin’s laughs in the background)

#11. a photo of yn crying while standing beside tiffany from snsd (her ultimate bias)

#12. a video that winter took of yn falling at the skate park

#13. a video of yn covering in my dreams by rv

#14. a photo of yn and karina while they were filming the drama mv.

#15. a video of mark filming his tv as he laughs at yn with her family on the news doing holiday greetings, making fun of the families english accents when they speak in english.

#16. a video of yn trying to play fight with bada.

#17. a video from when yn was 12 and was standing behind her dad with the rest of her family as he did a press conference and she thought it was good idea to throw up a gang sign which resulted with her mom slapping her hand and her siblings laughing quietly.

#18. a photo that giselle took of yn after finding yn passed out on the floor of her bedroom with a bag cheetos on her stomach and a bottle of milkis.

#19. a video that mark took of yn falling down the stairs while bada helps her up.

#20. a video of 9 year old yn pushing her dad in the pool.

#21. a photo of yn kissing yunjin’s cheek.

#22. a video of karina kissing yn while yn tried to film a fake vlog on her phone.

#23. a video that mark took of yn who kept making fun of taeyong’s “BOW BOW BOW.” trend.

#24. a photo of yn and tyler the creator throwing up their middle fingers when she met him when she was like 14.

#25. a photo of yn lifting up her shirt to show fans her South Park belt.

[urlovebot]

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ Attention

bada accompanies you to your high school reunion

cw: nothing too bad. actually, not suggestive! bada lee being fine as hell... y/n acting up per usual. really fluffy at the end. enjoy!

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when you asked bada to come with you to your high school reunion, you didn’t think much of it. Until now. you’re checking your outfit in the mirror, smoothing down your shirt. you looked fine. right?

“right. now let's go. we’re going to be late- albeit fashionably.” bada’s eyebrows wiggle as she states her thoughts. you have no CLUE how she’s so calm right now. did she not also feel the pressure of meeting people you once know and now are going to meet in a battle of who’s more accomplished? don't get yourself wrong, you’re more than happy to have bada coming with you, the thought easing your anxiety a little. but still, what would people say when they saw you two?

bada strides over to you, “you look gorgeous honey, let's go show them.”

you weren’t necessarily unpopular in school, but you definitely weren’t everyone's cup of tea. this thought alone made you nervous- but you’re fine. bada is there. she’s right beside you.

you take a deep breath,

“thank you. we can leave now.”

now, you’re parked outside of the venue in which this reunion is taking place.

“i’m gonna be fucking sick.”

bada looks over at you in concern, “why? what’s wrong?”

you put your head in your hands, “you-” gag “Other people are going to perceive you. how am i supposed to cope with that.”

bada scoffs, “you had me worried," she shakes her head, "i’m getting out of this car, i’m going to come around to your door, open it, and pull you out. don’t worry about other people… perceiving me. your eyes are the only ones that matter to me. lets go.”

bada climbs out of the car and does exactly what she says. she rounds the car, hooks a hand under the door handle, opens it, and puts out a hand for you to grab hold of. once your hand is in hers, she brings it up to her mouth, kissing the back of it. you hesitantly get out of the car.

bada keeps her hand in yours, swinging the two back and forth. in the corner of your eye, you could see her smiling. she looks down at you as you reach the doors. you glare at her.

“why’d you have to leave the house looking like that. it’s like you’re trying to impress other women or something.”

bada was dressed like a whore in an all-black outfit, cap on her head and chains dangling from her neck.

“me? what about you?”

you were also wearing all black but instead of pants, you opted for a skirt that bada thinks should be banned from you ever wearing outside of the house. it wasn’t even that short, it just fit you so well that bada believes the view should only be for her.

you huff, “bada if anyone tries to talk to you that's not me, scream stranger danger please-”

she rolls her eyes, “you are so dramatic. nobody is going to be interested in seeing me here, this is your high school reunion, not mine.”

you press on anyway, making her pinky promise to run away from any woman trying to approach her. You open the doors to reveal a room crowded with old classmates, some faces familiar, others not so much.

you didn’t really keep up with people after you graduated, having moved on to other, more important things early on in your life that just didn’t align with others your age. you danced under multiple different studios and academy’s, landing yourself at just jerk nearly a year ago. they’d asked you to choreograph to “sativa”, bada observed your class, and the rest is history.

the occasion was quite casual. you opted for some flowy, light colored clothing with silver jewelry. bada on the other hand was dressed like a whore in an all-black outfit, cap on her head and chains dangling from her neck. you often referred to her as your scary guard dog with a golden retriever personality. to be fair, she did look kind of scary today. her height did not help. bada lets you lead her into the room by her hand.

you’re greeted by a few people right off the bat. bada just observes behind you. you’re cute in the way your eyes light up when people ask you what you’ve been up to. she’s so proud at how much you’ve accomplished, and she loves when you show yourself off. alternatively, you love showing your girlfriend off. people already knew exactly who she was. bada lee was an extremely popular name amongst your classmates as you went to a performing arts highschool. Imagine their surprise when you walk in with bada lee in tow.

in conversation she laughs where she needs to, butts in when appropriate, and lets you guide the conversation. once the group leaves, you heave a sigh of relief. you lean back into your girlfriends' sturdy figure and her arms circle around your waist. she kisses your temple.

“do you want me to get you a drink?”

you nod, hesitantly letting her remove her arms from around you. another old classmate comes up to you to make small talk, but in the corner of your eye you see a woman approach bada. you take a deep breath. it's fine. you can have a normal conversation without worrying-

you feel your eye twitch when you see the woman lean up to say something to your tall and sexy girlfriend. bada responds and this woman laughs and… caresses bada’s arm while doing so. you start to worry until bada’s eyes swiftly meet your own and she throws a wink your way. reassured, you continue your conversation.

bada looks at this woman like she’s crazy. all she wanted to do is get you a drink and now this woman by the name of “mina” is borderline harassing her.

“...and that’s the most recent studio i’ve danced for. are you still at just jerk? you should invite me to one of your classes.” she smiles, but bada knows the intent behind her eyes. per her girlfriends' silent request found from her pleading eyes across the room, she ends the conversation.

“no thank you. you can always sign up through our website and hope you can get a spot that way. good luck!” bada grabs your drink and leisurely walks away, leaving mina’s face stuck in bewilderment.

you’re mid conversation when you feel bada’s arm wrap around your shoulder, she hands you your drink, “sorry it took so long,” she kisses your cheek, “who’s this?”

with a light blush on your face, you introduce your old classmate. they give bada a warm smile. you felt good. you knew people were eyeing the both of you, probably wondering how you ended up with someone like bada. you almost start to worry about the stares, but bada knows you. she can see in the slight crease on your forehead that you’re thinking yourself into oblivion. her hand smooths down your back, resting just above the curve of your bottom. she traces small circles there as she strikes up conversation with your friend.

when bada excuses herself to go use the restroom, your old friend group approaches you, ogling at bada as she walks away.

“y/n… she is so…”

you squeal and cover your mouth, “I know- i know!”

when you watch her stride back into the room, her eyes never leave yours. bada loved you. and you loved her. and anyone in the room could feel that radiating off of the both of you.

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a/n: this was much shorter and more fluffy than i intended it to be so just know a part two is coming 🤭

[ssivinee]

✧Troubled Thoughts✧

BEBE! Bada Lee x Red Velvet! F Reader: As a beloved idol and actress, you had many eyes on you. Yet your eyes were only settled on one person, Bada. The dancer was never one to cause issues with you, but here you were, guesting as a judge on SWF with a not-so-happy look.

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Note: Hit u guys with two small fics BOOM. This one is barely proof read... i got a bit lazy.

Being an idol in the kpop industry is no easy feat - it’s a gruesome battle just to debut. Yet your fight doesn’t stop there, and it continues after your first stages, fighting to stay at the top with other competing bands. Luckily, you were fortunate enough to be a part of SM’s stop-girl group of the third generation, Red Velvet.

You, Park Y/n, were the sub-vocal, main rapper, and main dancer along with Seulgi. You were also the second oldest among the women. At 30 years old, you were basically the girl's mother, with Irene. Now, being a part of a group that doesn’t put their hardcore focus on group choreography meant you didn’t have many opportunities to work with many choreographers in Korea. 

Thankfully, being completely infatuated with dance also got you far in the dancing industry. Many dancers and choreographers were big fans, but it was the same for you. So when you learned Bada Lee would begin teaching pieces for Aespa and NCT, you couldn’t pass the opportunity to meet the dancer. 

You approached her in the practice room where Aespa resided for their Illusion comeback. Truthfully, you were only there to give the girls some drinks like you usually did, but you learned Bada would be there. Ningning had informed you, so you bought an extra drink, believing this was the perfect opportunity.

Bada wasn’t expecting your appearance, but when you walked in wearing some grey flared leggings, a white spaghetti-strapped tank top, and a purple cropped sweater, you looked like the most majestic being in the world. When you greeted the tall woman, she couldn’t even let a peep out until Winter poked fun at her teacher. “Oo~ Bada-saem, see something you like?”

The dancer blushes, a giggle coming out of you from the reaction. You notice Bada’s hesitant nature during the first few meetings, but she slowly warmed up, even getting bold with each interaction. Eventually, Bada decided to ask you out, and after a few dates, she officially asked you to be her girlfriend. However, there were a few issues, and things were slowly getting to Bada’s mental.

You were both aware that Korea had been progressing, but that didn’t mean it was happening fast enough or had a major impact on the lgbtq+ community. It felt suffocating on both ends, but you two could endure it since you liked being private anyway. The next issue was when you two were extremely busy, but those fights usually ended quite easily, as it was understandable that both of you had packed schedules.

Now, Bada’s biggest problem was your acting debut, specifically your partners on certain projects. Since Red Velvet slowed down with promotions and releases, members began to do their own thing. You, Joy, and Yeri began to take up acting gigs more often. Bada wasn’t one to get jealous easily; you were an attractive idol in the industry, and she was aware the multiple idols AND actors had already tried competing for your heart, but one was worse than the rest.

Cha Eunwoo.

The idol who steals every girl’s heart with just one glance, and has made waves in the acting industry, was the only pain in the ass Bada had. The idol had been wanting to make a move on you even before you and Bada became official, but Bada had gotten to you first. Since the relationship is kept under wraps, Eunwoo never stops trying. Bada felt like the only way to put her mind at ease was for you to distance yourself as a friend, which you obliged, feeling as if it was the right decision for the sake of your relationship.

But then your next big project hit your desk, and you realized the issues this would bring. You were proposed a lead role in a drama and accepted it instantly, feeling like it would be a hit. Then, your manager informed you that your partner would be Eunwoo the following week, which made your heart drop. You knew Bada would have an issue with this and wanted to tell her ASAP, but you were overjoyed by better news.

To help promote yourself before the drama, you would guest as a Street Woman Fighter 2 judge. You were going to tell Bada the news the next time you saw her, which would ironically be the night before the SWF shoot, but you weren’t mindful that the press release of your new drama would be out tonight. So before you could even greet your girlfriend with a hug, kiss, or even a simple hello, she just bursts out at you, fuming with anger.

“So you weren’t even gonna tell me about you and Eunwoo?” Bada scowls, a condescending tone being used on you. “I was going to tell you, but I had some other news first,” you say calmly, trying to defend yourself. You never liked arguments, even if it felt like you were in the right. 

As the second oldest of Red Velvet, you were used to being the moderator of the younger girls, usually preferring to talk it out when everyone was level-headed. So this was pissing you off, especially since Bada knew how you were. “The OTHER NEWS is more important than this babe? Really?” Frankly, you understood her resentful tone, “You’re right, but my brain got occupied with this news-”

“I don’t care about the fucking news,” Bada cuts you off, raising in pitch. You were compassionate, so you wanted to let her know that you didn’t mean any harm since you would tell her anyway, but you never did well when being cut off. That was strike one for Bada.

“Look, I get your angry, and you don’t like Eunwoo, but it’s just for work, Bada. Strictly professionalism.” You try to reason, but she scoffs; a look of aggravation can be seen in her eyes, “You should’ve turned down the fucking role!” Now, you add cursing onto the list, strike two.

“You know we shouldn’t let personal feelings affect work. I don’t do that when you dance with other people I’m not fond of!”

“Cause that’s my job!” She yells, and you scoff at the ironic comment.

“Well, that’s part of my job too! Is your job more important than my own now?” You argue, and Bada rolls her eyes, “That’s bullshit, Y-” Before she could finish, you exited your chair and began packing your things. Invalidating your side of the story was strike three, and you had enough as your disappointments racked up in your mind.

Frustrated, you snapped at Bada, saying, "Talk to me when you have your act together," before storming out of the apartment, leaving the tension hanging in the air. That’s when Bada felt the weight of her actions, but with her pride, she wouldn’t give in to the fact that she may have gone a bit overboard. In her mind, you were COMPLETELY in the wrong for not telling her instantly.

So the next day, the surprise in store for her would have her facing several emotions throughout the stressful day. While on the set of SWF, you walked into the venue, a whirlwind of emotions still stirring within you. While you weren't inclined to hold grudges, you couldn't help but remain genuinely perturbed by the argument, and rightfully so. So, just being in the same building as her made you want to hit something just to release this pent-up anger.

When you enter the fight zone, Bada’s eyes grow in surprise, not anticipating you being a guest. Maybe she would've been more prepared if she weren’t fighting you yesterday. Team Bebe was aware of you two being together, but Lusher was the only one who caught wind of the weird energy her leader was showing. “Unnie? You okay?” the younger girl mumbles, doing her best not to attract any attention to them, but Bada responds with a sigh, Lusher’s speculations coming to light.

The younger girl knew her leader's jealousy toward Eunwoo and you, so she figured this was yesterday's drama announcement. “Are you guys, um, fighting right now?” Lusher whispers as she looks at you, clearly trying to avoid the Bebe girls. Now, Lusher wasn’t close to you, but from what Bada has expressed, you were a calm person who hated arguments. So, the safest assumption is that this was her leader’s fault 100%.

“What did you do?”

“Why does it have to be my fault?” Bada scoffs, but the sub-leader gives an icy glare, knowing her leader too well. “It was about the drama, wasn’t it?” The girl assumes correctly, causing Bada to look away in shame due to how minuscule the issue sounds out of Lusher’s mouth. “You have to apologize.”

“But-”

“Unnie,” Lusher warns the taller girl, tone indignant. Bada shudders at the sound of the younger girl's voice. “I know she’ll forgive you if you talk it out. You know Y/n-unnie can’t stand being on bad terms with you,” Bada’s body feels heavy, knowing Lusher was right.

“Also, it’s JUST work unnie, you should trust her more.”

“I do! I just don't trust Eunwoo.” 

“Which is a valid point, but now you're putting Y/n-unnie in a very awkward position, and it isn’t fair,” Lusher tells her leader, her gaze as genuine as usual, making Bada want to slam her head. She was a jealous maniac, throwing an unnecessary tantrum, making her slowly feel pathetic. A heavy sigh leaves her lips, her head tilted as her eyes are kept shut, “you’re right… I- I should apologize.”

After several elimination battles, you excuse yourself to the bathroom, and Bada thought this was the perfect opportunity to speak to you.

Seeing her enter as you washed your hands made you keep your eyes down, focusing on the water rather than giving her any attention in your angered state. “Y/n?” Her voice asks in a soft manner, and you suck in a deep breath. “Yes, Bada?”

“I’m sorry,” the bathroom silence felt deafening; only the sound of running water was heard echoing. You sigh as you shake your head, the disappointment lingering in your heart. “I was wrong,” she tells you, wrapping her arms around your waist. “I felt threatened by Eunwoo when I should’ve had full faith in you. I wasn’t being reasonable, and I’m sorry for that,” She mutters, and as you dry off your hands, you face her, and Bada finds your eyes darker than usual. You were still upset, and your eyes just confirmed it for her.

“Can you promise me you’ll do your best not to act this way again? I know you dislike the man, but I dislike that version of you, too.” You whisper, playing with her long hair, feeling mentally exhausted from the fight. The comparison you made with her and Eunwoo slightly broke her heart, and she did not like it one bit. She hugs you, relaxing at the touch of your arms, “I promise I’ll try and act like a proper girlfriend.” 

You kiss her on the cheek, a smile forming on your face at the genuine apology, “Good.”

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[kon-igi]

NEL MIO PICCOLO SERVE INCAZZARMI?

Io e i miei amici di una vita potremmo essere pagati per accettare di essere inseriti in allegato al DSM-6 di prossima uscita, affinché ogni specializzando in psichiatria e psicologia potesse comprendere quanto non ci sia un limite al numero di disturbi mentali con i quali un singolo individuo possa psico-flagellarsi.

Per esempio, in un'ora e diciannove minuti io e il mio amico @salfadog non abbiamo individuato un modo univoco e sicuro per salvare il mondo ma una cosa è certa: abbiamo deciso che dobbiamo salvare il mondo.

Badate, non sto scherzando.

Il fatto è che a livello percettivo, un'affermazione del genere evoca tre tropi classici della letteratura cinematografica:

L'eroe inarrestabile che in maniera indefessa sacrifica tutto se stesso per il bene supremo dell'umanità.

Il villain che vuole annientare l'universo intero per salvarlo da se stesso poiché oramai troppo corrotto per essere recuperabile.

Il tizio con la campanella in mano e il cartello THE END IS NEAR che a Central Park arringa la folla di due casalinghe con neonato e finisce in una cella imbottita imbottito di torazina.

Facciamo che per phisique du role e/o pudore io e lui non si rientri in nessuna delle tre categorie sopracitate, quindi ci siamo fatti una domanda...

Il mondo ha bisogno di essere salvato?

No

(è stata la risposta condivisa... e per 'mondo' intendiamo sia il pianeta che l'umanità)

Ognuno di noi potrebbe decidere di non fare nulla - che poi alla fine è quella la sensazione, se non proprio la realtà dei fatti - e sia il pianeta che l'umanità andrebbero tranquilli per la propria strada evolutiva.

Certo, magari farebbe un po' più caldino e i rifugi sulle alpi avrebbero la loro spiaggia tropicale con meduse, coralli e pesci pagliaccio ma il fatto è che se il globo terracqueo e la globalità umana negli ultimi 100.000 anni sembrano essere andati tranquilli in avanti scuotendosi la polvere dalla spalla come un millenario Luke Skywalker, questo non significa che non vi sia stato il sacrificio di molti per portare avanti i pochi.

A me il fascismo fa molto paura.

Il problema è che non è lo stesso fascismo che fa paura a molti altri.

Nella Treccani il fascismo viene definito come '... una concezione religiosa, in cui l'uomo è veduto nel suo immanente rapporto con una legge superiore, con una Volontà obiettiva che trascende l'individuo particolare e lo eleva a membro consapevole di una società spirituale' ed è proprio in virtù di questo concetto che mi sento di puntare il dito contro una certa visione semplicistica della realtà: fascista non è colui che difende la razza, i confini o l'italianità e vota Fratelli d'Italia... fascista è colui che divide la realtà in due parti e auspica l'annientamento di quella sbagliata. L'altra.

Sembra semplicistica come definizione ma al netto di tutti i paradossi di Popper (vedete di capire cosa sia veramente il paradosso di Popper e non copia-incollate da facebook) alla fine, per sua stessa natura si tratta sempre dello stesso metodo coercitivo di controllo in nome del giusto contro lo sbagliato, la trappola dialettica e sociale in cui cadono tutti.

'Il fascismo non è un opinione, è un crimine'

Coi fascisti non si parla, li si mena.

I partigiani hanno sconfitto i nazi-fascisti coi proiettili e non con le parole.

Io però mi chiedo una cosa, ripetuta nel corso degli anni, che ha sempre avuto la stessa risposta.

Ma tu cosa stai facendo contro il fascismo?

Bada bene, 'tu' collettivo della domanda diretta: io non ti conosco, so solo che sei arrabbiato per un bel po' di ingiustizie ma anche verso alcune persone ipocrite, privilegiate e potenti che contribuiscono ogni giorno a fratturare il mondo in due.

Sì ma oltre a questa consapevolezza, tu cosa stai facendo?

Bada bene ancora, 'tu' collettivo della domanda diretta: la lamentela fine a sé è sacrosanta, catartica e drenante via il veleno dal corpo ma una volta che la piccola bolla che avviluppa ognuno di noi è risuonata dell'eco delle ingiurie, il fascismo è forse diminuito? La tua rabbia ha fatto cambiare idea a qualcuno? Hai 'salvato' qualche vittima?

Non è la prima volta che scrivo quanto andrò ad affermare e non è la prima volta che a fronte di un certo numero di persone d'accordo, puntualmente si palesano quelli che mi spiegano perché sto sbagliando e che i fascisti vanno sempre menati. Pazienza.

Una volta mi trovavo su un autobus e c'era questo uomo di una certa età che stava inveendo contro una ragazza mediorientale, non so per quale motivo ma coi soliti argomenti che puntavano al fatto che se ne doveva tornare al suo paese. La ragazza era spaventata, tutti si facevano i fatti propri e io sono intervenuto come sono sicuro che tutti e tutte voi sareste intervenuti/e ma a differenza di altre volte in cui mi sarei scagliato contro il vecchio benito, mi sono messo invece in mezzo ai due voltandogli le spalle e sorridendo alla ragazza, chiedendole come si chiamasse e chiaccherandoci tranquillamente.

Nessuno scontro, nessuna coercizione, nessuna differenza di valori gettata in faccia ad alcunchì ma una persona sola che non era più sola, anzi, due persone sole, perché io non credo nella malvagità intrinseca del cane cattivo ma nella paura del cane spaventato. E se avessi avuto tempo avrei parlato anche a lui: certo, potevo scoprire che si trattava di una testa di cazzo inguaribile o magari intuire mille altri dolori e solitudini che non avrei mai toccato se gli avessi urlato contro. O lo avessi menato.

Avrei fatto la stessa cosa con un balilla anfichiodato e una mazza con su scritto DUX MEA LUX?

Se un cane mi sta mordendo non gli faccio il 'resta!' col premietto ma mi difendo, quindi vi pongo l'ultima domanda: tutti ma proprio tutti i 'fascisti' mordono oppure è più semplice fare di tutta l'erba un fascio (ba dum tss) e menarli noi per primi?

La risposta che vi darete mi interessa nella misura in cui possa essere più o meno venata di dubbi dall'ultima volta che ve la siete fatta ma non dovete rendere conto a questo perfetto sconosciuto con la campanella, il cartello e poca torazina in corpo... dovete rispondere a quelle persone che avevano bisogno di parole rivolte a loro e non di insulti urlati ad altri, di gentilezza nei loro confronti e non di violenza nel loro nome, dell'inclusione che comprende e non del sacro furore che divide.

Io la mia scelta l'ho fatta già da tempo e non mi interessa vederne i frutti maturi da riempirne le ceste, mi basta quell'unico fiore che aveva paura di sbocciare e alla fine c'è riuscito perché aveva solo bisogno di qualcuno che lo rimirasse.

Grazie della pazienza <3

@salfadog