#Barb Han

[hehearse]

Hi there! I love your orv and sctir art so much 💖 I saw this post and was reminded of your art: https://www.tumblr.com/bebs-art-gallery/752716087520542720?source=share

It just reminded me of the Han brothers, and how HYH sees himself as a monster, the first image could relate to him pre-awakening, forced to rein in those S-Class instincts he was born with

The second could depict pre-regression HYH, both as the wolf and the hands, putting on a muzzle, akin to him depriving himself of what he wanted the most (HYJ) so as not to cause harm (to them)

And the third is a bad end hyh, in which he was not able to help himself, and selfishly devoured the lamb. The lamb, who in this case is HYJ, looks caged, weary and resigned..

Anyways, I don't know where I'm going with this lol I'm rambling, sorry for the long ask, I sent this to you because you create such lovely and delicously angsty Han Brothers fanart👌💯😳🥹❤️‍🩹

consider this: while yoohyun is the one putting a muzzle on himself and debating if he is doing enough as to not lose the privilege of being loved. yoojin is the one who'd reach out his hands, muzzle or not ^^

and listen. i am constantly haunted by visions including sad brothers. i am always happy to see anything that reminds me of them...

[transparentgentlemenmarker]

☞Today in History. On today’s date 177 years ago, Tuesday, July 14, 1846, world–renowned Norwegian-American pogonotrophist-extraordinaire Hans Nilson “King Whiskers” Langseth (1846-1927) was born at the village of Eidsvoll in Akershus County, Norway.

☞Hans Langseth’s claim to fame is his beard, which was the longest ever recorded at 18 feet 6 inches when it was measured at the town of Barney, North Dakota in 1912 when he was 66 years of age.

☞In 1867, Hans Langseth emigrated to the United States. He spent much of his life as a farmer, but for a while he toured with a travelling freak show, exhibiting his beard to the public. He eventually tired of show business & left the freak show after numerous nonbelievers yanked his whiskers to see if they were real. Late in his life, Langseth made the decision to cut off his beard, but he only got part way through it & couldn’t finish the job.

☞Langseth met his earthly demise at the venerable age of 81 on November 10, 1927 when he died from the effects of unspecified natural causes at the town of Wyndemere, in Richland County, North Dakota. He was buried in Elk Creek Church Cemetery in Kensett, Iowa. When he died, his beard measured 17 feet, 5 inches. In 1967, Hans Langseth’s famous beard was donated to the Department of Anthropology at the Smithsonian Institution in Washington, DC.

Il y a 177 ans, le mardi 14 juillet 1846, l'extraordinaire pogonotrophe norvégien-américain de renommée mondiale Hans Nilson "King Whiskers" Langseth (1846-1927) est né dans le village d'Eidsvoll à Akershus Comté, Norvège. Sa renommée est sa barbe, qui était la plus longue jamais enregistrée 5m60 lorsqu'elle a été mesurée dans la ville de Barney, Dakota du Nord en 1912, alors qu'il avait 66 ans. En 1867, Hans émigre aux États-Unis. Il a passé une grande partie de sa vie en tant que fermier, mais pendant un certain temps, il a tourné avec un spectacle itinérant de monstres, exposant sa barbe au public. Il a fini par se lasser et a quitté le freak show après que de nombreux non-croyants lui aient arraché les moustaches pour voir si elles étaient réelles. Vers la fin de sa vie, Langseth a pris la décision de se couper la barbe, mais il n'a fait qu'une partie du chemin et n'a pas terminé. A sa disparition terrestre à l'âge vénérable de 81 ans le 10 novembre 1927 des suites de causes naturelles non précisées dans la ville de Wyndemere, dans le comté de Richland, dans le Dakota du Nord. Il a été enterré au cimetière de l'église Elk Creek à Kensett, Iowa. À sa mort, sa barbe mesurait 5m30. En 1967, la célèbre barbe de Hans Langseth a été donnée au département d'anthropologie de la Smithsonian Institution à Washington, DC 16 juillet 2023

[bahablastplz]

SKZ Recs (NSFW)

As a chronic fanfic reader, I have a lot of recommendations. So, these are the ones I think about the most. All of them include smut, so they're 18+. Red text indicates fics on AO3. Go support these amazing authors!! Enjoy!! <3

Bang Chan 

The SKZ house @writeonwhiskey (Chan x reader x Hyunjin…SKZ but make it a frat… and also sexy) 

Silent cry @j-0ne25 (Fake dating/friends to lovers, live laugh hurt comfort… emphasis on the hurt) 

Love is intuitive @skzonthebrain (forbidden love and angst… so emotional and loving <3) 

Kinktober Day 8 @dreaming-medium (breeding, best friend, fake dating, so sweet and spicy) 

Summer in Seoul @writeonwhiskey (strangers to lovers, summer love, spicy and romantic) 

Saturday mornings @skzdarlings (Chan/reader/Seungmin where Seungmin is an absolute menace that gets reader in trouble… dom Chan is so good in this one omg) 

It’s cold out @therhythmafterthesummer (roommate Chan is going through his rut… oops there’s more ABO on this list than I realized sorry not sorry) 

Bodyguard: The first guard @skzdarlings (A sequel to the bodyguard, an ongoing work that has elements of enemies to lovers and great, in-depth world building and character development)

However you want it, lover-lover @cbini (you ask your bf Chan to step on you after watching spicy edits of him on tiktok omg)

More than just friends @kwanisms (roommate Chan is entering his rut... he's usually able to control himself but this time you're ovulating. sprinkle some brat taming in here as well and it's so delicious)

Lee Know 

The Experience Project @leeknowsallyoursecrets (Enemies to lovers Lee Know, really good plot and relationship building!) 

Sanguis Limerence @jl-micasea-fics (Vampire OT8, Lee Know x Reader x Chan, SUPER good world building, especially in their sequel with the backstories… I was so invested. And it’s super hot)

Barb Wired Brat @roseykat (BDSM Lee Know with reader going into subspace… awakened things in me) 

Audience @gimmeurtmi (2 min, wet dreams, exhibitionism, degradation… yeah) 

Well Shit @2chopsticks2eyes (Brother’s best friend, inexperienced reader, enemies to lovers and fwb… literally so good) 

Sea May Rise, Sky May Fall @skzms (Lee Know x Reader x Han, complete series, Pirate AU with beautiful world building, in-depth characters and GREAT smut. One of my all time favs)

rsvp @cbini (teasing dom vampire boyfriend Minho and you get the punishment you deserve... brat taming and so so so sexy like it's insane)

Changbin 

 The accidental acquisition of sugar @skzdarlings (accidental sugar daddy Changbin x reader that’s absolutely hilarious with great smut) 

Valentine’s series ‘do you really think you’re in a position to give orders’) @skzdarlings (forbidden love/romeo & juliet style but with gun play… um this was so hot tho) 

Close your eyes (...And count to seven) @MysteryBird (Possessive gang leader bf! Changbin that you’re trying to piss off by sleeping with the other members… 100k+ words and so delicious) 

Hyunjin 

Praise kink Hyunjin @dreaming-medium (A kinktober fic, enemies to lovers detective Hyunjin… absolutely delicious) 

Snowed In @moonjxsung (really artistic, heartfelt, and beautifully written)  

Jury’s still out @straywrds (rivals to hooking up/hate sex… super spicy and hot) 

Dressing down @jl-micasea-fics (shopping trip with best friend Hyunjin turns out spicy ahh the chemistry) 

Four of wands @straywrds (beautifully crafted story I was so immersed in!! witch Hyunjin and sex magick, the characters have so much depth! crazy tension)

Han 

Watch your six  @dreaming-medium (sensory deprivation kinktober ah this is engraved in my brain) 

The same but different @skzdarlings (ahh hanlix fairy au where they’re linked with great world building and is so funny… I maybeee think about this every day) 

Sea May Rise, Sky May Fall @skzms (Lee Know x Reader x Han, complete series, Pirate AU with beautiful world building, in-depth characters and GREAT smut. One of my all time favs)

Screen Identity: Mismatched Passion (SIMP) @leeknowsallyoursecrets (Spin-off series to the experience project! Jisung x reader enemies/academic rivals to lovers in which they’re both anonomously sexting each other on discord without knowing who’s on the other end of the screen!!! top tier level tension)

Felix 

The bodyguard @skzdarlings (Forced proximity, enemies to lovers, had me SUPER invested and made me cry) 

The same but different @skzdarlings (ahh hanlix fairy au where they’re linked with great world building and is so funny… I maybee think about this every day) 

Snap out of it @2baabbies (Felix gives you the option to either go home with your shitty boyfriend or go home with him at the end of the night ahhh!!) 

Seungmin 

Bet on it @skzonthebrain (Academic rivals, enemies to lovers and such good tension/chemistry) 

Audience @gimmeurtmi (2 min, wet dreams, exhibitionism, degradation… yeah) 

Saturday mornings @skzdarlings (Chan/reader/Seungmin where Seungmin is an absolute menace that gets reader in trouble… dom Chan is so good in this one omg) 

Seungmin + hairpulling @straykeedz (kinktober fic, best friend Seungmin finds out you have a thing for hairpulling and can't get you out of his head... this is taken straight from the deepest depths of my fantasies i s2g)

no nut november @gimmeurtmi (this whole nnn series is fantastic but seeing Seungmin lose his composure because of his breeding kink does something for me)

august is a fever @seungminheart (mean dom Seungmin... you don't think he is really into you so you see how far you can push him/I love mean dom Seungmin and I think this fic does it just right)

I.N. 

Lavender boy @hyunsvngs (A/B/O Alpha jeongin… super sexy and great dynamics) 

Clueless @jeongin-lvr (inexperienced big dick I.N. that just wants to make reader feel good… also omg he’s so hot in this pls) 

Better and better @seungminheart (sharing a bed, best friend Jeongin, amazing banter, soft dom Jeongin, brat taming, every trope from my hopes and dreams)

Third leg? @beesspacedotorg (huge dick alpha Innie... some brat taming, great banter and dynamics and sexy)

OT8 

Sharing a bed series @skzdarlings (Best trope ever and they really do it justice) (Chan's is linked but you should read all 8)

Sharing is caring @skzms (Minsung x reader x OT8… really well written spice) 

Fake texts @thefantasyden (I swear these are like crack I read them every single time) 

Kinktober23 @roseykat (one of the first SKZ blogs that I started reading that really brought me deep into the fandom… My fav from this is Table Manners and Bible Studies, and it has a part 2)

All Bark no Bite @doitforbangchan (Main pairing is Chan x Reader with some OT8, it's an ABO au with some really good spice)

Masterlist mxm recs

[roseykat]

-MASTERLIST-

Hello, my name is Rose and welcome to my masterlist! Here you’ll find all of my works released and yet to be released. I write mainly smut but I may or may not post wholesome/soft content and also angst in the future!

Most of my posts will have an icon beside the story title to indicate which story is R18/smut based. If there is no star beside the title, then the story is not smut and is safe to read. All of my works will be linked to the tag 'rosiewritesskz' here on Tumblr! Happy reading!

♡ - SMUT

☆ - ANGST/SLIGHT ANGST

BANG CHAN

Same coin, different faces - KINKTOBER23 ♡

Open Game ♡ - yet to be released

Napalm Hazard ♡ - yet to be released

LEE KNOW

Barb Wired Brat ♡

Siphoned Guilt ♡

Venom Biter ♡

Venom Eater ♡

CHANGBIN

These hands were made for you - KINKTOBER23 ♡

Brown Eyes Don’t Pry ♡

Solitude for an extrovert - yet to be released

HYUNJIN

Loss of Inhibition ♡

Like Throwing Petrol on a Fire KINKTOBER23 ♡

Shutterfly Butterfly ♡ - yet to be released

HAN

Hell's Baby - KINKTOBER23 ♡

Milk and Honey ♡ - yet to be released

FELIX

Marzipan, Cherries, and Whipped Cream - KINKTOBER23 ♡

Unripe Strawberries ☆ + ♡ - yet to be released

SEUNGMIN

If the collar fits KINKTOBER23

Don't bite the hand that feeds you - KINKTOBER23 ♡

Foul Play - Part 2 to Don’t bite the hand that feeds you ♡

Monsoon Seasons' Driftwood ☆ - yet to be released

JEONGIN

Weeding out the weak - KINKTOBER23 ♡

Table Manners and Bible Studies KINKTOBER23 ♡

Table Manners and Bible Studies Pt 2 ♡

Savoury Love ☆ - yet to be released

OT8 BLURBS

How they are when they cum ♡

Calling him ‘daddy’ ♡

How they eat you out ♡

Hyung line reacting to making you squirt - KINKTOBER23 ♡

Maknae line reacting to making you squirt - KINKTOBER23 ♡

Phone Sex - KINKTOBER23 ♡

SKZ’s favourite type of lingerie on you ♡

Sexual habits ♡

SKZ members and their Kinks ♡

SKZ members as submissives’ ♡

How he talks to you during sex ♡

Favourite positions ♡ - yet to be released

The type of porn content creators they are ♡ - yet to be released

Blowjobs ♡ - yet to be released

PAIRINGS

Tempest Needs - Minsung x reader ♡

Eat, sleep, play - Minsung x reader (KINKTOBER23) ♡

Some things are better left unknown - Chanlix x reader (KINKTOBER23) ♡

Noxious Compulsions - Minsung x reader ♡ - yet to be released

KINKTOBERLIST23

PLAY BITE SERIES - Hyunsung + reader

Part 1 - Play Bite ♡

Part 2 - Play Fight ♡

Part 3 - Play Right ♡

Part 4 - Play Tight ♡

Part 5 - Play Night ♡

HARD THOUGHTS/ANON INBOXES

Bang Chan #1 ♡

Bang Chan #2 ♡

Minho #1 ♡

Minsung threesome♡

Minsung ♡

Felix fingering you ♡

Minsung #1 ♡

Changbin ♡

[kairithemang0]

Alr chat am I cooking?

So the original reason the little mermaid was written is because Hans Christian Andersen attempted to pursue a relationship with a man, and was rejected and they both knew it could truly never work because of the time they lived in. So. what if this was Curtwen? And if I added random shit to it

Curt and Owen have been spies together for years, however their relationship never truly went past sex. They never became the duo we know, they stayed as more of a friends with benefits type of thing.

They survive for years, however on seperate missions they end up gravely injured and decide they should leave the field, knowing their lives as spies would never be the same due to their health declining rapidly and Owen being paralyzed from the waist down.

They drift apart, letters become less frequent, until 1976. Owen sends Curt a letter confessing how much he truly loved him, how much he misses him and wishes they could be together. He asks Curt to come visit him, Owen knows he isn't going to live much longer. His health is declining, he misses his job. He misses Curt especially.

Curt sends him a letter back. Not one of acceptance of Owen's feeling, but an apology. He worries he's misled Owen. He's got a wife now, a baby on the way. He claims to be happy, Owen believes he is. Curt isn't as happy as he wants to be, in truth he isn't. He's gay and refuses to admit it to himself. What he had with Owen was a once in a lifetime thing

He does tell Owen he'll visit in the coming months, once his wife (possibly Barb) is on her feet again, he'd go the England to visit him before he passes.

He's too late, Owen passes a few weeks after receiving the letter. When searching through his house the police find hundreds of unsent letters to Curt, dating from when they first met all the way up to days before Owen's passing, all love letters. They found ones he had received too. They're sent to Curt, who's heartbroken by Owen's death. He never tells anyone about his relationship with Owen, only realizing the extent of his love for Owen after he's gone

[llovelymoonn]

favourite poems of october

alfred starr a dark dreambox of another kind: the poems of alfred starr: "didn't you ever search for another star?

stephen spender new collected poems: "auden's funeral"

marianne boruch keats is coughing

noa micaela fields zoeglossia: poem of the week, may 17, 2021: "echolalia"

kevin young diptych

richard siken real estate

crisosto apache kúghą/home

mikko harvey for m

nathan hoks nests in air: "the barbed wire nest"

john a. holmes noon waking

crisosto apache 37 common characterisi(x)s of a displaced indian with a learning disability

oliver de la paz requiem for the orchard: "at the time of my birth"

zhang xun jiangnan song (tr. bijaan noormohamed)

paul violi fracas: "extenuating circumstances"

tianru wang after "yellow crane tower"

lloyd schwartz cairo traffic: "nostalgia (the lake at night)"

kamiko han the narrow road to the interior: "the orient"

rigoberto gonzalez unpeopled eden: "unpeopled eden"

adelaide crapsey verse: "to the dead in the graveyard underneath my window"

chester kallman night music

alan shapiro covenant: "covenant"

tom clark light and shade: new and selected poems: "radio"

tc tolbert my melissa,

charlie smith in praise of regret

carolyn kizer cool, calm, and collected: poems 1960-2000: "fanny"

julie sheehan orient point: "hate poem"

arthur sze the redshifting web: poems 1970-1998: "streamers"

joumana altallal everything here...in the voice of tara fares

abid b al-abras last simile

w.s. merwin to lingering regrets

george scarbrough music

shout me a coffee

[northwind-queen]

*gasp* what if they give us buzzcut Hans in frozen 3 instead of hot barbed Hans??? 😦

[insidetheravensmind]

Stray Kids Recommended Masterlist

This is a masterlist dedicated Stray Kids fanfics. Most of the works are smutty, but not all. I do not know which ones are which. None of these works are mine, as I have a separate list for those. All credit goes to the owners who wrote these, and I hope all of you enjoy them. I will try to update this as much as I can! Note: All members will have their own separated sections, however, anything with 2+ members in them will be located below in their own section.

EDIT (9/15/23): I will be adding more very soon. I am working on making masterlists for each member and linking them at the bottom of their list on here! It will take me awhile because I've got many lines up.

Last updated: 09/15/23

BANGCHAN ~ Crayons ~ Cold Face ~ Channie's Room ~ All Mine ~ Hot and Cold ~ Pain Killer ~ Runaway with Me

MINHO ~ 6:00 ~ Untitled #7 ~ Horror House ~ Nasty ~ Appease Part Two ~ Barb Wired Brat CHANGBIN ~ This Is What I Want ~ Remedy ~ Untitled #4 ~ Mr. Tough Guy ~ Petty Works ~ Prettier When I'm A Mess ~ A Numbing Surprise ~ (No Title) ~ Roommate ~ Say Sorry ~ Needy ~ Dress ~ Trying ~ Red Dress On the Balcony ~ The Island ~ Admiration ~ Pay Attention ~ For Your Eyes Only ~ Reset ~ Own Me ~ Passion ~ Lift ~ Think About Nothing But Me ~ Kinktober Day 12 ~ Sensitive ~ Kinktober Day 3 ~ 7:48 PM ~ Begging Binnie ~ Rubdown ~ Videotapes

HYUNJIN ~ Red Lights Part One ~ Red Lights Part Two ~ Oblivious ~ Spicy Vanilla ~ (No Title) ~ Battle of Wills

HAN ~ A Penny For Your Thoughts ~ Like A Rockstar ~ Hate Sex ~ Inhale Me ~ Payback ~ Public Display of Affection ~ Disobey? Disturb? Disrespect? | Appease Part Three ~ The Right Type Of Wrong ~ Chill ~ Otherworldly

FELIX ~ Pancakes for Two ~ Kinktober Day 15 ~ 20:09 PM ~ Kinktober Day 24 ~ Sharing A Bed

SEUNGMIN ~ Catfish (from series: One By One) ~ Dirty ~ Jealousy, Jealousy ~ Routine ~ (No Title) ~ Home Run

JEONGIN ~ Dean's List ~ Kiss Me, Not Him! ~ The New Pledge ~ Be Mine ~ Oh, Angel

3RACHA ~ Behind the Screen | 3RACHA ~ Your Moans Would Sound Nice | 3RACHA ~ Complicated | 3RACHA ~ Sharing is Caring | 3RACHA ~ Appease Part One | 3RACHA ~ 3RACHA X Thick Reader

OT8 ~ Share You With the Boys | OT8 ~ Chubby Reader | OT8 ~ When was the last time you went to the circus? | OT8 ~ Yandere Headcanons | OT8 ~ Stray Kids React to Squirting | OT8 ~ S(inister)KZ Maniacs: Masterlist ~ Game Night

SEVERAL MEMBERS ( x reader) ~ Rekindled | Changbin and Hyunjin ~ Want to watch my girlfriend? | Minho, Changbin, and Hyunjin ~ Don't Stop | Bangchan and Changbin ~ Kinktober Day 9 | Changbin and Felix ~ The More The Merrier | Minho and Han ~ Kinktober Day 29 | Changbin and Jeongin ~ Thick Reader | Minho and Felix ~ Cheating on You | Bangchan and Changbin ~ Angel in the Studio | Bangchan and Han ~ Deadlines Pt 2 | Changbin and Han

[pasdetrois]

like eve before you

George Frederic Watts, Eve Tempted (detail) • Vievee Francis, "Apologia" • Edmund Blair Leighton, The Keys (detail) • Maria Tatar, Secrets Beyond the Door: The Story of Bluebeard and His Wives • Angela Carter, "The Bloody Chamber" • Heinrich Aldegrever, Adam and Eve • Gustave Doré, Illustration for "Blue Beard" • Paul Dukas, Ariane et Barbe-bleue • Glen Duncan, I, Lucifer • Hans Baldung Grien, Eve, Serpent and Death • Erika Steiskal, Illustration for "The Bloody Chamber"

[jolieeason]

December 2024 Wrap-Up

Personal Highlights from this month: Christmas!! New Year’s Eve!! Miss R’s 5th-grade class graduated from DARE, and the SRO had a ceremony for them. It was adorable. Each kid got a T-shirt and a certificate. The DARE graduation was followed up by the 5th grade presenting states in the library. Each kid had a state (people were doubled up because the class is big), and they had to convince the…

[rocksibblingsau]

I'll be honest I stopped working on the next chapter because my brain latched onto a Frozen AU with Synth as Anna, Trollex as Elsa and Branch as Kristoff. Creek is Hans. Rock Trolls are the love experts.

I know that the Hans is Creek choice is just for the whole "betrays everyone/love interest for own selfish goals" deal and all that but the thought of Synth and Creek singing "Love Is An Open Door' together is an extremely cursed sight and I don't think I can forgive you for bringing it into my head

Oopsie doodle

My bad

To fix it, try thinking of the fact Barb and the Rock Trolls sing "Fixer Upper"?

[echosong-87]

How does branch and poppy fall in love in moonlit prince?

Oooh!! XD

I got the answer!!!…. It’s a funny idea of “she fell outa heaven” sorta meme!!

Remember in the cannon-verse that Poppy tried to sneak out Pop village on a hot air balloon? Right?…. To go off seeing/meeting Barb in the first place… and yeah.

I kinda had this idea that it was Smidge that first build the thing, cause she wants to go out and explore beyond the Village’s boarders and see what else is there… so during that small time Smidge build the balloon with all its fancy keys and whistles like in the cannon plot….

So once Smidge was done with the whole building and teat driving thing to make sure her explorer’s ride works…. She showed off to the snack pack and Poppy!

Everyone was excited and looked all around the ship, and tried to touch everything…. But luckily Smidge did told them all to not touch or boop any button… but guess what?

A little troll name cooper saw a pretty button and pressed it… like the one Poppy pressed in the cannon story… the hot air balloon went haywire and zoomed everywhere like a bat outta hell.

But in this story.. most of the gang were hanging on or clutching onto the balloon for dear life!!… Creek was the one who somehow managed to crawl/climb towards the button that Cooper pressed, but once it was pressed again it stopped with a jerk, and it knocked off poor Poppy right off.

The whole ship stopped above the Classical troll territory, and they were above the old battle grounds of a broken nearby set of homes.. and Branch was there aiding help for his subjects, and he was there heaving the rubble, heavy stones, and broken pieces of houses to see if there were anyone under that need medical aid and so forth.

He did managed to push back Barb and her army off by his own set of music thanks to the conductor’s wand… or baton? 🤔That housed the power string… and yeah, Branch’s set of music are like those musical scores, that were used in cinemas like Hans Zimmer and his pieces: interstellar, time, to die for, and much more.

And of course his flying prowess… he knew the skies far more better than Barb and her army… so when she did tried to concur Branch and his kingdom(or soon to be.. since he was still a prince at the time) she bite off more than she could chew sorta vibe…. And yeah.

XD

Anywho back to the answer!!

He heard screaming from above him, couldn’t really figure it out due to his own wounds and pushing already past his own limits to help give aid into rebuilding his kingdom… so it felt like a weird dream for him… as he set down the last broken stone wall after pulling out a trapped Classical troll from under there… he noticed that the screaming kept coming and it sounded like it was growing louder and closer.

Branch looked around to see nothing, and then looked up where he locked eyes with a pretty pink troll right before disaster!! In a heap of tangled legs and arms with feathers floating here and there… Poppy did apologize and asked if he was ok but Branch was overly tired and like that lights out!!

It’s like once set down the stone and look around then up that’s where he “fell head over heels foe her” pun not intended but he literally did fell over for her when Poppy crash landed on him.

XD. I hope you like this answer!! I do tend to ramble so much!! So sorry bout that. But thank you for the answer!

:3

[tinytinyblogs]

Is it hate or love?

Hate or love? Their mixed signals are driving you crazy.

(Ot8 reaction, non-idol)

Hyung line Maknae line

Stray kids masterlist here

Your insights and reactions make these posts come alive. Love reblogs, comments, and all the good vibes welcome ✨

Han

The pulsing bass vibrated through your bones, a chaotic counterpoint to the unease churning within you. The crowded club, once a beacon of escape, now felt like a suffocating cage, each pulsating beat a reminder of your misplaced hope. You knew parties weren't your forte, the cacophony and forced interactions a far cry from your comfort zone. Yet, here you were, seeking solace in the din, a desperate attempt to drown out the deafening silence of your own heart. Your gaze, like a moth drawn to a flame, flickered towards Han Jisung. The object of your silent affection, the boy who'd occupied your daydreams for longer than you cared to admit. Yet, your interactions were a constant push-and-pull, a dance of unspoken tension and veiled barbs. Seeing him now, surrounded by a flock of admirers, a bitter pang of envy twisted your gut. The heady mix of alcohol and disappointment threatened to overwhelm you. Just as you contemplated escape, another voice, smooth and saccharine, intruded your thoughts. You recognized the glint in his eyes, the practiced charm masking a predatory intent. You weren't naive, you knew his game, but the thought of succumbing to the distraction, of losing yourself in the fleeting euphoria, was almost tempting. But before you could play along, a familiar hand grasped your arm, pulling you away from the potential danger.

Han Jisung stood there, his expression a storm brewing behind his usual mask of indifference. "Are you stupid?" His voice was harsh, a jarring contrast to the club's intoxicating rhythm. The question, though blunt, held a surprising edge of concern. "What now, Jisung?" you snapped back, stung by his words. "Why don't you just mind your own business?" The loud music seemed to dim around you, replaced by the intensity of his gaze. His cologne, a familiar scent, filled your senses, grounding you in the chaos. His presence, imposing yet strangely comforting, made your head spin. "He obviously doesn't have any feelings for you," he stated, his voice low but firm. "He just wants something else. Are you too blind to see that?" His words, brutal but honest, pierced through the veil of denial you'd woven around your heart. "I know, okay?" you retorted, your voice choked with frustration. You yearned to escape, to drown his interference in the cacophony of the club, but his grip on your arm held you captive. "You said you knew," he repeated, his voice low but insistent. "Yet you still walked back in." You struggled against his hold, frustration burning in your throat. "Why do you care so much, Han Jisung?" you spat, your voice raspy with emotion. "Is there some other guy here you want to protect me from? Since when did you ever care about me?" The question, hurled like a weapon, hung heavy in the air.

You expected a smirk, a barbed retort, anything but the vulnerability that flickered across his face. He stepped closer, his hand finding your shoulder, a grounding touch in the swirling chaos. "I always care," he whispered, his voice surprisingly gentle. "Who said I never do? I only came here because I heard you were coming...to a party you hate." The music, once a pulsing assault on your senses, receded into a distant echo. Your own heart, a relentless drumbeat in your chest, "I wouldn't like it," he said, his voice a low rumble, each word a hammer blow to your carefully constructed facade. "I don't like it. I hate the thought of someone else…" He paused, his eyes searching yours, the vulnerability in their depths a stark contrast to his usual mask of indifference. "I hate the thought of someone else doing you wrong." The melody of his words, stripped bare of pretense, hit you differently "Let's just go home," he continued, his voice softer now, a gentle plea in his eyes. "You shouldn't be here. You should be somewhere…comfortable. Somewhere you can wear something that makes you feel cute, not…this." He gestured towards your outfit, the once-confident fabric suddenly feeling like a flimsy shield against his scrutiny. "They're going to stare a hole through you here," he added, his voice laced with a quiet anger you hadn't known resided within him.

Felix

The air in the cramped dressing room felt thick with whispers and disapproval, a suffocating miasma that clung to your skin despite the icy blast of the air conditioner. Being a model, you were supposed to be immune to such scrutiny, your confidence honed like a diamond under pressure. Yet, here you were, feeling as small and fragile as a porcelain doll under the harsh glare of a thousand unseen eyes. Felix, your runway partner, was a study in stark contrast. Golden sunlight seemed to follow him like a halo, his chiseled features and sculpted physique the epitome of runway perfection. But to you, he was a storm cloud, his constant scowl and barely-there grunts a testament to his displeasure. You knew the whispers – how you, with your 'average' beauty, were a misstep in his flawless stride, a blemish on his pristine reputation. It stung, even though you hadn't begged for this partnership. You finished your makeup with a trembling hand, the image of Felix's laser-like gaze burning into your memory. From the moment you'd entered the room, his eyes had been fixed on you, a silent accusation hanging in the air. Now, with the call of the staff to cancel the show due to 'unfavorable audience reactions,' you felt a surge of defiance. This was your moment, your chance to break free from the suffocating expectations and malicious whispers.

But then, a voice like warm thunder sliced through the room. It was Felix, his usual monotone replaced by a fiery intensity. "Why do you think I want to cancel all of this?" he roared, his eyes blazing with a newfound determination. "I don't want to cancel. I don't want to change my partner." The room fell silent, the whispers replaced by a stunned gasp. Felix, the epitome of aloof perfection, was standing up for you, defying the invisible hand of public opinion. The air crackled with disbelief, a tangible shockwave emanating from Felix's pronouncement. "It's Y/N or no one," his voice boomed, shattering the suffocating silence of the cramped dressing room. It was a declaration, a defiant strike against the whispers and doubts that had been swirling around you like a noxious cloud. Every eye in the room turned to you, then back to Felix, their faces a mask of stunned surprise. "Stop talking bad about Y/N," he commanded, his voice a low growl that resonated in the room like a tuning fork. "This person is a perfect model, always shining in every shoot. Just do your job and promote us properly like how you guys need to do." He, the golden god of the runway, the one who'd perfected the art of icy indifference, was standing before you, his hand resting nonchalantly in his pocket.

"It's weird hearing you say that," you finally managed, your voice barely above a whisper. "You've always seemed...irrational, at best, with me." Felix chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that sent shivers down your spine despite its familiarity. He looked away for a moment, his gaze flitting to his shoes, then back to you, a hesitant smile playing on his lips. "No one else gets to talk bad about you," he muttered, his voice husky with an unfamiliar emotion. "Only me." His words, though laced with playful possessiveness, held a surprising tenderness. You felt a warmth bloom in your chest, a fragile flame flickering to life amidst the ashes of doubt. In that moment, the room seemed to shrink, the throng of people fading into the periphery. It was just you and him, two souls adrift in a sea of stunned silence. "Besides," he continued, his gaze drifting to the wall clock, "you really are the best model I've ever seen. No one could say anything like that about you. You deserve better. Don't let them define you." He took your hand, his touch a spark that ignited a fire within you. "Be ready for the shoot," he murmured, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Then, let's get lunch together. My treat."

Seungmin

The room seemed to shrink around you, the air thick with unshed tears and Seungmin's blunt words. Each sob felt like a jagged piece of your heart breaking away, the sting of betrayal raw and bitter on your tongue. Seungmin's voice dripped with disdain as he sipped his tea, his every word a barbed arrow aimed at your heartbreak. "Stupidity," he scoffed, "believing someone like him. Crying for a man who wouldn't even blink if you vanished tomorrow." He placed the cup down with a clatter, a harsh counterpoint to your choked sobs. "Shut up, Seungmin!" you spat, the tears burning your cheeks. "If you're just here to twist the knife, then get out." He rolled his eyes, the familiar sass laced with a cold fury. "Always the drama queen," he drawled, snatching the remote and blasting the TV. "Wasting your tears on someone who doesn't deserve them, on someone who's already forgotten your name. What could be a bigger waste?" You scrubbed your face raw with your sleeve, sobs wracking your body. "So who should I waste them on then? Someone like you, who relishes in my pain?" The air crackled with unspoken emotions as Seungmin sat glued to the screen, a vacant stare masking any flicker of attention to the flickering images.

His words, a barbed whisper, cut through the silence, "No, if I could be him, I wouldn't make you cry." Your sobs, raw and echoing, painted a stark contrast to his stoicism. Tears traced red streaks down your cheeks, your eyes catching his, searching for a hint of the warmth that usually resided behind his gaze. "Because I'm not as stupid as him," he continued, his voice a low rumble, "to fail someone I wanted to be with." His words were a bombshell, sending ripples through your tear-streaked world. You had never witnessed this vulnerability from him, accustomed only to the mask of annoyance he wore as your roommate. Silence stretched, thick and heavy, as you processed the unexpected confession. "Are you insane, Seungmin?" you choked out, disbelief lacing your voice, "You're talking nonsense." You reached for the cup of tea he had placed beside you, its warmth a small comfort against the storm within. His gaze, heavy and unwavering, remained fixed on you, a silent interrogation. "Maybe I am," he admitted, his voice barely audible. "I must be out of my mind to feel this way." His words hung in the air, a fragile admission of a truth he could no longer deny.

The remote clattered onto the sofa, a jarring contrast to the soft murmur of the TV. You winced at the unexpected sound, but his next words were far more startling. "You're right," he said, his voice rough but strangely tender. "I'm glad you're not with him anymore." He still didn't look at you, his gaze fixed on some unseen point across the room. "It means...maybe I have a chance." Slowly, he turned his head, his eyes meeting yours. The sight of your tear-streaked face, though, seemed to freeze him. The air crackled between you and Seungmin, electric with the sting of miscommunication and hurt. Your voice, raw from denial, rasped out, "This is not the time for your stupid jokes, Kim Seungmin." It was a desperate attempt to shield yourself, to find some semblance of logic in the chaos, because Seungmin, the one who usually held your world together, was suddenly a stranger offering hollow words. "You always refuse to see me," he sighed, his voice low, a tremor of vulnerability beneath the surface. "Maybe I'm not your ideal, the knight in shining armor you dream about. But can't you, even for a moment, look at me differently? The way you look at everyone else, with that open heart and curious eyes?"

Jeongin

The air crackled around you, thick with disbelief and a sudden, unexpected twist. Prom night, the culmination of a thousand whispered fantasies, had always seemed a distant galaxy, something you dreamt of but never truly expected to touch. Yet, here it was, manifesting in the form of a nervous, stumbling classmate, his voice tripping over words as he extended an invitation tinged with hope. Before your mind could catch up, a familiar scent invaded your senses, a grounding presence against the swirling confusion. Jeongin, your ever-present shadow, materialized beside you, his hand a warm anchor on your shoulder. His voice, usually a playful rasp, held a steely edge as he spoke, cutting through the awkward tableau. "I'm sorry, my dear friend," he said, his gaze unwavering as it pierced through the boy in front of you, "but this y/n is going to prom with me." The world tilted on its axis. Your breath caught in your throat, a kaleidoscope of emotions warring within you. A pang of sympathy for the retreating boy, his disappointment etched on his back, mingled with the spark of defiance ignited by Jeongin's audacity. "What the hell is going on in your head, Yang Jeongin?" you finally managed, your voice barely above a whisper. "Hello to you too," he drawled, his voice laced with amusement, even as you attempted to shove his hand off your shoulder. The gesture, though meant to be firm, felt oddly futile against his unwavering presence.

"Can you just let me breathe freely for one day, Jeongin?" you pleaded, your voice laced with exasperation. He hummed, a low, rumbling sound that sent shivers down your spine despite its seeming nonchalance. Leaning back against the locker beside you, he folded his arms across his chest, a picture of infuriating serenity. "I can't," he replied, his voice a smooth whisper that seemed to burrow directly into your ear. You slammed your locker shut with a resounding bang, the metallic clanging a poor excuse for the thunderous roar in your own head. The deliberate act blocked his view, a flimsy shield against the storm brewing inside you. As you rifled through your belongings, stuffing textbooks and notebooks into their designated slots, Jeongin's nonchalant presence loomed large. "So, you really wanted to see me go to prom by myself, huh?" you spat, the words tumbling out like bitter fruit. "Is that your idea of a good time? Watching me wallow in my own social awkwardness?" You slammed your locker shut, the metal echoing in the quiet hallway like a thunderclap. Your gaze finally met Jeongin's, and the unexplainable expression clouding his face made your heart stutter. "Do you really hate me that much?" your voice came out raw, each word a shard of doubt scraping against your throat.

He took a step closer, his body blocking your path, creating a silent barrier between you and the anonymous freedom of the hallway. "I never said I wanted you to go to prom alone," his voice deepened, a low rumble that sent shivers down your spine. "I wanted to be the one walking beside you, the one you laughed with under the disco ball. The one who gets to see that dazzling smile reserved for no one else." He paused, his hand resting in his pocket, a nervous habit you knew all too well. "And who said I hate you? It's not even in my vocabulary, okay? Stop with these scenarios you keep conjuring up. Just accept the fate you're stuck with – me. I'm not letting you go to prom with anyone else, and that's final." The shrill cry of the school bell pierced the air, shattering the fragile bubble you'd woven around yourself and Jeongin. His smirk widened, a mischievous glint dancing in his eyes as he took in your flustered expression. It was a sight he relished, the way your cheeks flushed a delicate pink, your brows furrowed in a picture of adorable confusion. "Lost in your daydreams again, pretty?" he teased, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down your spine. "If you don't want to be late for class, it might be a good idea to trade that frown for a sprint."

©Tinytinyblogs

[gayboysteve]

"Like we didn't kill Barb?"

Stranger Things Season Two // Han Kang, Human Acts

[dollilian]

Ball jointed doll themed names

Doll, dolly/dollie, dollette, dolline, dolla, dream, diva, denver, dollfie, dollshe, dollight, dollightful

Leaf, leaves, legend, laris, luonto

Alm, ap, apdoll, ango, alice, alex, art, artsy, artist, artdoll

Chateau, collect, collector, clover, cat, custom

Ball, BJ, bo/boe, bie/bee, Bobo, bobobie, blue, blood, blueblood, bell/belle, bellmer, barb

Joint, junky

Valley, volks

Hearts, hujoo, hans

Emporio, emporium, eve, enchant, enchanter, enchantarium

Spot, sing, song, style, soul, star, socket

Meow, miro, mirodoll, mask, myou, mystic

Nine, nymphai

Resin, resinsoul, raccoon, rebel, rebeldom

Five, fantasy, fox, fragile

Imp, island

Withdoll

Princess, prince, pose, poise, posable, posebility/poseability/posability

Obitsu

Divider by plutism

Included: brand names, creators, types, dealers and customizers

Tagging: @doll-hoard @dollgendered @delightfulweepingwillows

[kairithemang0]

fucking around with the idea of a royal au (not too into these designs but eh this works will probably change Curt’s bcs this was originally for the joke of him being a Disney princess but who knows)

I have ideas for it, it’s VERY classic Disney esc. I think that them being similar to an old Disney princess movie would work for the time because. Well SAF takes place in the 50s and 60s

it might end up being close to that one au I made based on Hans Christian Anderson making little mermaid.

If I were to change it, maybe Owen dies in battle somewhere (I could see him becoming a great knight, in this he isn’t a prince but he’s a guard. Prince falls in love with guard story yippe) and gets poisoned or stabbed. Curts too busy with idk atm it’s just Prince shit (if we’re going with that other au, he’d be getting married to Barb. Bcs ew gay people I guess). And so Owen is dying and Curt can’t be there for it so then maybe he runs away with Owen’s dead body and lives the life he wants to live and then runs off to a cottage with his animal sidekick Squirrel who is a chipmunk and then buries Owens body and lives the rest of his life in a small home or something

IDK- base idea of an au. Will expand probably