#lieutenant han

[supercalifragipopculturevomit]

Here's to one of the best actors of his generation, the versatile and multilingual king who's been pulling heartstrings for three decades with a variety of roles, faces, and languages... Happy 46th birthday, Daniel Brühl!

p.s. who's your favorite Danny character? Sound off in the comments or the tags—or don't. I'm not your mother. 😋

[rolling-veins]

Standartenführers and their captured allied lieutenants (who kicked their ass in the end scene)

[justwinginglife]

25 Days of Simpmas: Masterlist

Welcome to my December Fic Event, glad yall could make it! For the month of December, advent calendar style, I will be releasing one piece of writing (big or small) each day to represent the top 25 men on my anime husbandos list. I will be updating the Masterlist everyday with new links. Hope yall enjoy! And feel free to send me your guesses on who you think is on the rest of my list.

- Rank 1: Soshiro Hoshina (My King) - Rank 2: Tomoe - Rank 3: Prince Sett - Rank 4: Chuuya Nakahara - Rank 5: Azure Seth Fortna - Rank 6: Jinshi - Rank 7: Howl Pendragon - Rank 8: Ban - Rank 9: Rin Matsuoka - Rank 10: Suguru Geto - Rank 11: Osamu Dazai - Rank 12: Satoru Gojo - Rank 13: Manjiro Sano (Mikey) - Rank 14: Kyo Sohma - Rank 15: Hak - Rank 16: Challe Fen Challe - Rank 17: Ryunosuke Akutagawa - Rank 18: Mira - Rank 19: Lelouch Lamperouge - Rank 20: Kiyoka Kudo - Rank 21: Kyoya Ootori - Rank 22: Izumi Miyamura - Rank 23: Takumi Usui - Rank 24: Itsuomi Nagi - Rank 25: Chrollo Lucilfer

[this-acuteneurosis]

Infiltrate

Nothing is perfect, but they're handling this. Mostly.

[swordbladeknight7]

Star Wars Doodle Dump #10

—Kallus’ stomach is clinically dead

—Kalluzeb vs. the cone of shame

—Some old Kalluzeb pose practice

—Closeted ZebXKallus-who’s-been-out-for-like-2-decades (ft. zero brain cells)

–Zero-G sexy times

–RexXKalani/Rexlani (next-level crackship courtesy of the roommate that watched Rebels with me— just two Clone Wars vets and an army of B-1 stepkids)

–KallusXJovan/Kallvan

–KallusXHan Solo + XLando Calrissian hookups (hate fuck mileage may vary) + XAntoc Merrick

[meltthefrozenheart]

FROZEN 3 and FROZEN 4 are both in development, and I can't wait!

The news sounded odd to me initially, I didn't expect anything like this from Disney Animation, but it became immediatly appealing the moment I realized the GREAT potential a double feature could have for the franchise, most importantly when Bob Iger specified “Jenn Lee, who created Frozen, the original Frozen, and Frozen 2 is hard at work with her team at Disney Animation on not one but actually two stories.”, which would mean:

More time to enstablish new elements, new characters, time to explore new lore and new places without the risk to rush everything;

A bigger story that can help flesh out our protagonists in their new roles, their new wants and changes they might face, considering how the F2 ending brought many new possibilities;

A narrative context where the new crysis (whatever it might be) could be explored even better, also allowing to maintain things in a complex prespective just as the Frozen movies like to do, where the matter of "good and evil" not at the center, and things are first of all deeply personal for the characters

It seems to me that Jennifer Lee always wanted to delve deeper into things, this is why the Broadway Musical was a perfect opportunity for her and the Lopez to expand the characters and flesh out things in the story, also adding new elements that would've been useful for F2.

And when they worked on Frozen 2, they built it as the "second part" of the story, reconnecting almost all the aspects of the sequel to the 1st movie, and the story was clearly meant to be BIGGER and longer compared to what we ended up having because of numerous issues and rewrites. J. Lee and C. Buck didn't want to introduce something that would feel just as "a new adventure", and more about the actual characters evolving, see what they left unresolved, breaking the "Happy ending" scenario of F1, which also led them to NOT give the new human characters (Mattias and the Northuldra) the same relevance given to Spirits of Nature, in order to remain focused on Elsa, Anna and the rest of the gang.

Now, Lee will most likely not direct or write these two new movies, but she is still directly involved, because it's both part of her job as CCO of Walt Disney Animation Studio and because Frozen is her (and Chris Buck) baby. It will be curious to discover with what idea Marc Smith came out with, but the fact he worked on the 1st Frozen as a storyboard artist and the became Director of Story for Frozen 2 says a lot about him and why Lee trusts him so much, and I'm sure they will follow the approach used with the 2nd movie and carry it on with 3 and 4. Numerous sagas used the two-parter approach, like the books adaptations of Harry Potter, Twilight and Hunger Games series, or more "original cases" like Pirates of the Carribeans or what we are getting now with the animated Spiderverse movies (Across and Beyond). But I think the best similarity (and probably what led to this ambitious choice) is with Avengers Infinity War/Endgame, where the BIG FINALE gets developed in two movies.

[photsibutnot]

been wanting to draw these two together since @make-him-worse ‘s post about a potential lieutenant // hans father-son dynamic and yeah my heart :(( ….disney if ur out there

[opereetveritate]

Frozen II - Secret Love

Summary: Elsa, Anna, Kristoff, and Olaf embark on a journey to the Enchanted Forest to save their kingdom. But what happens when they meet again with an old enemy? And what happens when old yet strong feelings come up the surface? Read to find out!

Chapter 1

Holding her sister's hand tightly and without any intention of letting go, Anna and Elsa crossed the fog and entered the Enchanted Forest, followed by Kristoff and Olaf and Sven. King Agnar once told his daughters about his journey as a prince in the Enchanted Forest. The two sisters asked to know more information about this, but their father insisted that they were too young to withstand the violence of the events that followed. But they never got to hear the rest of thestory. Elsa could never imagine that story was about to repeat itself after so many years, with her and Anna taking the lead roles.They were all dazzled by the beauty of the forest. Everything around them looked like it was taken straight from a fairytale book.

"This place is amazing!" The two girls turned their heads to Kristof, who seemed really excited.

"It is beautiful, indeed!" Elsa agreed as they went deeper into the forest.

"Remember that this place has remained hidden for many years, which means there must be a good reason for it. Keep your eyes open for traps. We need to be very careful!"

"You are absolutely right!" Said Kristoff, imitating Sven's voice. Anna tried to stifle her laughter. In just three years, Olaf had matured enough. She did not expect anything less, after all. Her sister possessed powers that no one could imagine how far they could go. Elsa leaned against a tree and inhaled the fresh air. She couldn't hide her excitement. If only Arendelle looked a little like this place... Her sister had a great love for Arendelle, the place where she and Elsa were born. However, the latter knew that she had not yet found the place where she belonged. She wasn't like others. A flower of incomparable beauty caught Olaf's attention. Olaf came closer and examined the flower with his childlike innocence. He bent down to inhale his scent, when, all of a sudden, an eerie sound resounded in their ears.

"Olaf, no!" Anna shouted at him, preventing him from cutting the flower.

"But, it's soo beautiful!" He said in a sweet voice. Elsa and her sister exchanged a terrified look. A large rock was heading towards Olaf. Anna was about to run towards Olaf and save him, but Kristoff ran first and pulled him back, before the rock flattened the little snowman.

"I got him!" He called out to the two girls.

"Are you ok, buddy?" Kristoff asked him, causing the little snowman to look back at him with widened eyes."

Of course I am, Kristoff. That flower though..." His voice trailed off, looking at the destroyed flower.

"What were you thinking Olaf?" Anna shouted furiously at him, and Olaf lowered his gaze, obviously sad. Anna had never shouted at him that way before. He was still a child at heart, though. And it hurt him.

"It's alright, Anna. He's fine!" Elsa said, petting Olaf's head. He stared up at Elsa with teary eyes.

"Come on Olaf. Lets walk a little!" She told him, taking him by the hand. Elsa knew her sister's character. Anna needed her space. She needed some time to think. Kristoff looked at his beloved and understood better than anyone her agitation and fear. Anna was a burning, inexhaustible source of life, ready to give even her own life for her loved ones. Anna was on the verge of tears. She didn't want to upset Olaf, that wasn't her intention, but she didn't know what to do. What would have happened, if they didn't make it? Pabbie was right. This trip was quite risky. Kristoff approached her slowly.

"Anna, are you alright?" He asked her and Anna turned to look at him. There was despair on her face, and that made him regret questioning her such a ridiculous question.

"No, Kristoff. I'm not well at all," she replied with a sob and sniffed.

"Did you see what just happened? One wrong move and-" Kristoff wanted to comfort her, but couldn't think of a way to do so.

"But we are safe now. And that's what matters!" He told her softly.

"Besides, you don't need to worry. Your sister is quite strong and will make it!"

"That's the thing, Kristoff! I do not want to put her in danger. Just the thought that I could lose her..." She couldn't finish her sentence, and tears ran down her cheeks.

"It would not help matters over analyzing things. You need to overcome worrying!" She looked at him angrily, unable to understand that he was trying to make her feel better.

"Do you think I'm overreacting? Is that what you're trying to say?" The accusative look she gave him, it made Kristoff gulp. Why was he so bad at words?

"No, no, that's not what I meant! What I meant is that you shouldn't worry yourself over almost everything. Besides, some things are out of our hands and-"

"You don't think we're gonna make out of here?" Seeing the fear in her eyes, he rushed to explain himself. He ran a frustrating hand through his hair and inhaled deeply. He had made things worse than before.

"No, I didn't mean that. Of course not!" He told her, before pulling her into his arms. She started crying and Kristoff stroke her hair lovingly, in an attempt to calm her down.

"I'm so scared!" She whispered.

"Not for me, but for Elsa, for Olaf, for you!" Her tears prevented her from continuing. Kristoff couldn't bear to see her in such a state. Ηe had grown up without a family and understood better than anyone else the pain of loss. Elsa was so lucky to have a sister like Anna. Kristoff was lucky too, for he had met Anna. His feelings for the princess were clear. He had fallen in love with her and could not imagine his life with anyone else. He had waited a long time now and could not wait any longer. He would ask her to marry him. He had been meaning to ask her, for he was dying inside, but didn't find the right opportunity. He cleared his throat, before speaking.

"Anna, there is something very important that I want to tell you! I ..." Anna suddenly looked around. But where were the others?

"Where are Elsa and Olaf?" Kristoff looked at her tenderly and took her hands in his.

"I'm sure they're fine!" He tried to explain to her, but she looked visibly upset. Anna loved her sister more than life itself.

"Anna, you're the best thing that had ever happened to me and..." His voice trailed off as he saw her walk away from him. After all, her sister would always come first.

"Elsa ?! Where are you?" How could she leave her alone? She had promised to protect her, but broke her promise.Kristoff knew there was no other way to convince her. The wedding proposal could wait. He could wait for her.

"We'll find them!" He said as he took her by the hand and guided her deeper into the woods. After walking for a few minutes, they finally saw Elsa standing with her back turned at them, looking into the distance in front of her. Anna let go of Kristoff's hand and ran to her sister. Anna back-hugged her, causing Elsa to jump at the sudden contact. The younger sister giggled at that."You're ok!" She exclaimed happily and hugged her sister tighter than before. Elsa smiled at her sister's cuteness and hugged her back.

"Of course, I am!" She said back.

"'Cause you're here with me!"Olaf was sitting under the shade of a tree. He seemed to be in deep thought. Anna sighed deeply. She wanted to go to him and apologize for her awful behavior towards him, but Elsa's voice stopped her.

"Look!" She told her, pointing to the left side of the landscape. The princess gasped at that.

"It's just a dam!" Kristoff remarked.

"It was in Grand Pabbie's vision." Said Anna, glancing at her sister.

"It's the one father had told us about!" Elsa added with a heavy sob. Anna placed her hand on her sister's shoulder lovingly.

"Elsa?! Are you alright?" If there was one thing that the young princess could not stand, that was to see her sister upset. She would give everything, just to see a smile on Elsa's face. The young queen wiped her tears away with the sleeve of her dress.

"I wish he was here with us!" She said, choking back her tears. Her sister pulled her into her arms.

"But he is always with us, Elsa. He is always here!" She told her softly, pointing at her heart.

"What would I do without you?" She asked her, hugging her tightly.

"You will always have me!" She answered in a heartbeat. Kristoff looked at the two sisters with a smile on his face. Their love for each other was indeed something special. The sudden sound of a horn made everyone look at each other in confusion. Anna brought a finger up to her lips, implying them to be quiet and walked over to Kristoff. She pulled out the sword from his sheath.

"Anna, what are you doing?" He asked her but did not receive an answer from her as they heard footsteps coming to their direction. The people of Nolthuldra stood before them, holding spears and looking angry. Anna and her friends took a step back, but to their great surprise, they found out that they were surrounded by another group of people too. These men were holdings swords and shields and looked like nothing the Nolthuldra. They mostly looked like Arendelle's soldiers.

"Who are you? And what are you doing here?" The leader of the tribe asked in a cold tone.

"Anna, let me handle this!" He whispered to her, but she did not listen to anyone."Anna, lower your sword. You are making it worse!" Elsa told her and tried to take the sword from her sister's hands but in vain.

"What is happening here?" Anna felt a knot in her stomach. This voice sounded strangely familiar to her. But no, it can't be. A young man pushed his way into the crowd. He seemed different from the rest of the tribe. His green eyes widened when he saw who the intruders were. He couldn't believe it. His past was following him again.

"Hans?" The two sisters exclaimed simultaneously.

[ericmicael]

The 14 Frozen characters on the official website. I find this list a little curious mainly due to the absences: Agnarr, Iduna, Grand Pabbie, Nokk and Yelana.

Agnarr and Iduna are missing because they are both dead.

Nokk is not because Bruni is, and the salamander is the most popular even though it is not Elsa's Sven.

Yelana has been ignored for a while now (Honeymaren literally stole her role in the "I can do the same as you but I'm young and pretty" cliché, after which she winks seductively at Elsa lol).

But for me, Pabbie's absence has little reason.

[confusedhomicidalrage]

HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY, HANS HERMANN VON KATTE.

[supercalifragipopculturevomit]

Bearded Brühl Supremacy

Jan, The Edukators (2004)

Lieutenant Horstmayer, Joyeux Noël (2005)

Martin Kreutz, The Bourne Ultimatum (2007)

Marcos, Un Poco de Chocolate (2008)

Hans Krämer, The Coming Days (2010)

Konrad Koch, Lessons of a Dream (2011)

Álex Garel, Eva (2011)

Daniel Domscheit-Berg, The Fifth Estate (2013)

Thomas Lang, The Face of an Angel (2014)

Hubertus Czernin, Woman in Gold (2015)

Daniel, Colonia (2015)

Sebastian Zöllner, Me and Kaminski (2015)

Dr. Laszlo Kreizler, The Alienist (2018 - 2020)

Wilfried Böse, Entebbe (2018)

Daniel Weltz, Next Door (2021)

Baron Zemo, The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (2021)

Roland Gumpert, Race for Glory: Audi vs. Lancia (2024)

Eric Bouchard, The Franchise (2024)

Heinz Wittmer, Eden (2025)

p.s. I was going to add a poll here, but the option limit is only 15 max, so just sound off in the comments or the tags who your favorite Bearded Brühl is—or don't 🤷‍♀️

[wtf-tfw]

When Billy Joel wrote Vienna do you think he thought about including a line about the little canned sausages they make there? Because my big fat ass could not resist making an Homage personally. L.M.A.O!! (Laughing my ARSE off!!!)

[justwinginglife]

Passing Time

25 Days of Simpmas: Day Eight December 8th: Mira, Rank 18 Anime: The Magical Girl and The Evil Lieutenant Used to Be Archenemies Event Masterlist

From Mira’s POV

You passed him a note. 

WAIT- YOU PASSED HIM A NOTE???!!!

He’d heard among regular folk that passing notes was a sign of affection used to encourage flirtatious conversation but was that your intention? What could you have possibly meant by giving him this note? And why him? Had you given anyone else a note? He quickly scanned the conference room. Everyone was hard at work, discussing battle plans, torture strategies, and generally all things evil and malicious, but no one, absolutely NONE of his coworkers, had appeared to receive a note from you. It seems you slid the note to him and only him.

ONLY HIM???!!!

His fingers shook as he gently cradled the precious piece of paper in his calloused hands, contemplating his next choice of action. Should he open it in front of everyone? Had you intended to have him read it later? But what if he read it later, and you were disappointed he hadn’t read it now? Was it time sensitive? It HAD to have been urgent, if you had dared to pass him a note amidst a very important work meeting. That did it- he was reading it now.

He slowly unfolded the slip of paper you’d so kindly bestowed upon him. 

So, will I see you tomorrow?

SO WILL I SEE YOU TOMORROW.

The words boomed in his head. You wanted to see him tomorrow. 

Suddenly his heart stopped beating. His lungs stopped contracting. His blood stopped flowing. He had ceased to exist as he knew it. This was it. He had died. He had died, and gone to heaven. He had died, and gone to heaven, and you were his angel. He had died, and gone to heaven, and you were his angel, and you’d been sent to greet him, to welcome him, to walk him through the gates of eternal paradise. It was decided. He was most decidedly and completely and utterly and totally and extremely dead as of this very minute. 

Then you nudged him with your elbow, expecting a response. 

WAIT- YOU WERE EXPECTING A RESPONSE???

He was alive again. He had to be. He needed to be alive to write. To tell you. To keep telling you. To keep telling you over and over and over, that YES, you WOULD indeed be seeing him tomorrow. And the day after, and the day after that. Wait, was that too presumptuous of him??? Did you want to see him the day after and the day after that? You’d only asked about tomorrow. Was he getting ahead of himself? What should he write back? What was he even doing tomorrow? No- it didn’t matter what he was doing tomorrow. He would most definitely be seeing you. That was his only plan. If he had other plans, now he didn’t; his only plan was seeing you.

His trembling fingers picked up his pen. What words could possibly convey the depths of his feelings for you? What words could he possibly use to describe the unconditional and unadulterated and unequivocal way in which he was so thoroughly and absolutely consumed by your very being to the point of ceasing to properly exist when you weren’t around to breathe life into him? 

Yes.

He slid his answer back down the table to you, his heart feeling not unlike a herd of elephants stampeding in his chest. 

You read his response and quickly jotted down your reply before sliding it back. 

Oh god, the moment of truth. How would you respond to his complex answer? How had his answer made you feel? How would your answer make him feel? He was sure it was good. He was sure it was great. He was sure it was elegant, it was sophisticated, it was refined. He was sure he’d read it and his life would be changed for the better. He was sure he’d read it and the historians would soon break down the doors and whisk the note away, encasing it behind glass so that all who came after may study the very picture of poise that you embodied, with your words so pleasantly printed on this precious piece of parchment paper.

Great, can’t wait! The party is always better when you’re there. 

YOU CALLED HIM GREAT. YOU SAID YOU COULDN’T WAIT. 

He must be dying again; he was having trouble breathing; the room was spinning. Wait. Hold on. You mentioned a party. What party? He picked up the piece of paper and reread your words over and over, as if his persistent staring would somehow will the answer into existence. Was there a party tomorrow that you were both going to? He couldn’t very well ask you what party you were talking about as he’d just told you he’d be there. How should he go about responding to this?

He cleared his throat, drawing the attention of his fellow lieutenants. “I believe it is in our best interests to discuss preparations for the party tomorrow. Is everything set up so that we may proceed at the intended time in the intended location?”

Bellatrix straightened in her seat as she prepared to speak. “Everything is going according to plan. The party will proceed as scheduled.”

He pretended to stroke his chin in satisfaction. “Good, good. And so everyone is aware, please feel free to remind them all of the party’s intended time and location.”

Taking the duty her beloved Mira had bestowed upon her with all seriousness, Bellatrix solemnly nodded and began explaining the details of the aforementioned party, just as she’d been instructed. What a fool. She’d fallen right into his trap. Now he knew that he was expected to show up to a party with all the members of his legion, tomorrow, at 7 o clock, in the castle’s ballroom to enjoy Winter’s Eve. Now he could begin to write back a reply. Wait. How was he to reply? You hadn’t asked him anything he could answer; you’d simply made a statement. 

Did you not want him to respond? NO! He couldn’t think that way. He must respond. He had to respond. It was only fair, after you’d been so kind to engage him in written conversation in the first place. He couldn’t let it end like this. Even if he had to change the topic, he would keep the conversation going, NO MATTER WHAT.

How is your day going?

There! He’d done it! Now, what was to be your next move?

I’m a little bored. Otherwise good. How’s your day? 

YOU WANTED TO KNOW ABOUT HIS DAY??? 

What a goddess you were. How kind. How considerate. His fellow officers could learn a thing or two from your conduct. 

It’s going well. And yours?

You had laughed softly upon reading his words, stifling your reaction with the sleeve of your shirt. God, you looked so adorable when you wrote like that, giggling into your sleeve as you penned your response. He wondered what he’d done to make you laugh. Oh well, no matter. You’d be responding soon. He waited for your response with bated breath.

Still good. As good as it was the first time that you asked. 

He almost choked on his lungs. Shit. He’d asked you twice how your day had been going. How had he missed that? He wondered if you thought him uncivilized. He must atone for his mistakes.

My apologies, I only meant that the well being of your day was so important that it begged to be inquired of twice. 

He quickly erased his words. Ridiculous.

Fine weather we’ve been having lately. 

He passed the paper back. 

You laughed again.

He couldn’t tell if that was a good or bad thing. Had he somehow mistakenly asked you how your day was going again??

Very fine weather. I hope it stays for our party, but I heard it might storm tomorrow. 

He would enjoy a party with you, no matter the weather. He just wasn’t sure how to tell you that. 

If the weather is of such concern to you, we could always cancel the party.

What was he saying??? He didn’t want to cancel the party. He didn’t want to cancel his only excuse to see you tomorrow. He almost reached to take the note back, eager to scribble out his response, replace it with something new, but you’d already read his words. 

You smiled.

God, his heart soared when you smiled. God, his heart thundered when you smiled. God, his heart ignited when you smiled.

We can’t cancel because then I won’t have an excuse to ask you for a dance. 

WERE HIS HANDS SHAKING? WAS THE TABLE SHAKING? WAS THE ROOM SHAKING? WAS THE WORLD SHAKING?

YOU WANTED TO DANCE WITH HIM?????

He inhaled and exhaled calmly. 

You needn’t make excuses around me. If you’d like to dance, then I will save you a dance, simple as that. 

You scribbled your next words furiously and it was making him sweat. What could you possibly be writing that took so much concentrated focus?

And if one isn’t enough? Will you save all your dances for me?

HOW CUTE COULD YOU POSSIBLY BE???

HIS POOR, WRETCHED HEART COULDN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!

His brain was blaring alarms, threatening nuclear explosion. He was on the verge of a catastrophic meltdown. Or possibly extinction. How was he supposed to even exist after this encounter? How was he even supposed to respond? Was he even capable of responding? Did he even remember what words were? Could you tell that his organs were on the verge of fatal collapse? Could you tell how he felt? Could you possibly feel the same?

His quivering hand picked up the pencil once more, but it was as if the pencil had suddenly gained a hundred pounds, for he was now finding it difficult to write at all. Using all the strength he’d amassed in his time as a lieutenant, he finally forced his fingers to comply with his commands. He passed back his response. 

Yes. 

And then you smiled again. And even blushed. 

God, when you blushed, the clouds lifted. God, when you blushed, the waters parted.  God, when you blushed, the heavens sang. 

And when he saw you’d fallen into a frozen state of bliss upon reading that single simple word, his heart melted into molecules. You had to be feeling the way he was feeling. You had to be. He recognized the way your muscles stiffened in shock, the way your eyes lit with joy. It was the same thing he felt every time he looked at you, every time he sat by you, every time he breathed your air, every time he inhaled your scent. It was the same feeling he’d felt this whole conversation and he wondered how you’d make him feel next. He wondered how you’d respond. He waited for you to respond. 

He waited. 

And he waited. 

But you had been so stunned into silence that it appeared you also forgot how to write. The pen and paper lay by your fingers, untouched. 

How could he break the ice that’d frozen you solid? How could he bring you back down to earth, back down to his side? How could he capture the attention of your gleeful gaze once more?

He snatched up the pen and paper again, scribbling as furiously as you’d once done. 

You sensed the movement and your muscles relaxed slightly, allowing you to turn so you could peer over at him curiously. When he presented you with the paper again, you read his words only to burst into laughter. 

So. How’s your day going?

It’s good. Really, really, good.

Taglist: @pixelcafe-network @ouiouimochi @inkytypewriter

[laylahluvsasians]

𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐘 | 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍!𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐘𝐔𝐍 𝐉𝐀𝐄 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 - you are a scientist that got chosen alongside other scientists and astronauts to complete a mission to the moon to find samples of lunar water. you and the captain have a bit of tension but thats never stopped you from going after what you want.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 - sexual innuendos, smut, p in v, fingering.

𝐚/𝐧 - for all of you who wanted the han yun-jae oneshot, also i added an co-captain oc because i felt like it.

you are an american forensic psychologist who was transferred to south koreas science and space administration.

you spoke fluent korean so none of the korean scientists and astronauts looked down on you, in fact you were very well respected.

you were chosen to complete a mission to the moon to retrieve samples of lunar water from an abandoned research station.

the other astronauts who are going on this mission are Dr. Song Ji-an, an astrobiologist. Kim young the co-captain. Captain Han Yun-jae. Lieutenant Ryu Tae-seok, the head engineer. Dr. Hong Ga-young the team’s medical officer. Gong Soo-hyuk, the head of security. Lastly, Kim Sun leads the pilot team.

the captain han yun-jae was a strict man who didn’t like to lack his job. he was fairly young, around mid 30s. he has an daughter back on earth who is his main priority.

the co-captain kim young was much nicer to everybody. she is an astronaut and one of the most respected people in the lab.

the entire team is currently in the conference room with high executive mr.choi going over the mission.

mr choi stands in front of everyone with a stern face and hands behind his back. he begins to talk to the team.“you have done well to be apart of this team, we chose you because you are one of the very best from this entire organization.” mr choi eyes everyone before his eyes lands on you, you give him a small smile.

“this mission isn’t going to be an easy one.” his stern face not cracking a smile like usual. “captain han, choose ur partner”

captain han and the co-captain give each other a look and a slight nod before turning their attention to mr choi. “i’d like the co-captain kim young to be my partner, sir.”

Mr choi nodded. “very well. Dr.hong, choose ur partner”

Dr.hong’s eyes landed on you and she replied. “I’d like dr. y/n to be my partner. i could always use a forensics person with me.”

mr choi makes eye contact with you and smiles at you softly before continuing on to the rest of the crew.

after everyone chooses their partners mr.choi releases everyone so that you could all handle whatever you have to before ur boosted into space.

the next day.

everyone enters, some seem more tense then others. once everyone has entered the shuttle, the doors are shut and all of them make their way to their seat. the captain, co-captain, and the engineers take their place at their seats.

the engines begin to power up as everyone buckles their seatbelts. the shuttle starts moving and then, it lifts off from the ground.

the shuttle rockets into space and you can look through the glass windows at the planet earth. it becomes smaller and smaller the farther you are from it.

some people seem a little afraid to be up in space, but others seem fine. you can see how beautiful it is all the way the up here. the co-captain looks over at you, before giving you a small reassuring smile.

“we will be entering the moon’s orbit soon. so buckle your seatbelts, the gravity will be different when we enter the moon.” the captain speaks through the intercom.

as soon as the words leave the captain’s mouth, the people who seemed a little frighten before seemed even more frighten. the co-captain lets out a small sigh before her intercom comes online. “listen to the captain, if you wish to survive this trip and not float through the shuttle, i recommend you to buckle your seatbelt, the gravity with change soon.”

you then feel the shuttle entering the moon’s gravity. everyone gets a little lighter feeling as the gravity changes. the co-captain, captain, and all the engineers are hard at work piloting the ship.

but just then red lights began flashing and the ship began to malfunction causing the pilot to issue an emergency landing which worked but also didn’t.

the shuttle crashed into the moons surface hard, and barley steadied on the edge of the moon, tipping off.

people are dazed and confused after the hard landing. the lights in the shuttle flicker before losing power. a few people groan as they take off their seatbelt.

the captain is the first to get up and out of his seat. he helps the co-captain get up from her seat before he speaks. “is everyone okay?”

everyone seems to be a little confused and dizzy, but none of them seem seriously hurt. the co-captain manages to get the intercom to turn on and she speaks. “everyone seems fine, captain. just a little bit dazed from the hit.”

“we need to get out before the shuttle falls” you add into the conversation.

people stumble around, trying to get off the shuttle. the captain and co-captain help and make sure everyone is out before they move away from the shuttle.

everyone huddles around each other, and looks at the damage of the shuttle. one of the engines is blown up, a few others are smoking, and the side of the shuttle has dents all over it.

everyone steps back as the shuttle falls to the ground. the captain curses under his breath as everyone watches the shuttle fall.

“well, we can’t go back. so we need to find the research station.” the captain states as he starts walking away as the team follows him.

the team walks through the endless craters and dust all over the surface of the moon with little to no oxygen. they walk for miles, until they see a building in the distance. it slowly comes into view as they walk closer.

they finally arrive at the research base. the team takes a minute to look up at the building, it was in good shape, just looked unused.

the team is in awe at how big the building seems to be. the captain and the co-captain seem the most impressed. "it's definitely bigger than what was in the reports."

the captain and the co-captain give each other a look, before starting to walk towards the door. "let's go."

the team follows the captain as he enters the building. it looks much cleaner on the inside. the rooms seem very empty, but the equipment is still in tact.

the team wanders around the building, seeing the empty rooms and equipment still there. the equipment is still on. this building looks like everyone just left in a hurry without shutting anything off.

the captain starts lecturing everybody and the co-captain starts co-signing, it was almost annoying.

you lean over and whispered to the lieutenant. “of course she’s dickriding him”

the lieutenant hides his laugh with a fake cough when the captain looks at you both, causing you to wave at him innocently.

the captain eyes you both suspiciously before returning to his lecturing. the lieutenant let’s out a stifled laugh as the co-captain shoots both of you a look.

"stay close to each other. we know nothing about what happened down here at this base.” the entire team goes silent at the captain's stern words. they all share looks before nodding in agreement

the team begins to explore the research station. they move with caution and are very careful. the captain and the co-captain take the lead, while the others move in the middle and ur partner dr. hong and you at the back.

“the captain’s lucky he’s sexy or i would’ve quit” you whisper to dr.hong.

the lieutenant almost snorts out loud and stifles a laugh in his hand when you whisper to the doctor. the doctors face turns a light shade of pink from embarrassment. “will you shut up, he could hear you.”

you shrug and reply with no shame. “good, id let him hit.”

the lieutenant lets out a few stifled chuckles when you say that. doctor hong whips her head and gives you a look. “oh my god, do you have no filter?”

the lieutenant can barely hold his laugh in anymore as he covers his face with his arm.

she gives you another look as she crosses her arms. “i swear you’re ridiculous.”

the lieutenant can’t hold it in anymore and he starts to laugh out loud. the attention of everybody goes to you two. the captain turns around with a raised eyebrow.

doctor hong immediately tries to hide her embarrassment as the captain eyes the two of you with annoyance. the co-captain seems amused by the situation, and the rest just watch with a mix of confusion and amusement.

the co-captain struggles to hide her smile and the lieutenant is still recovering from his previous laughing fit. the captain sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, clearly unamused. the doctor hides her face in her hands.

"can you two please be serious. we have work to do here." he says through a clenched jaw.

the lieutenant and you sheepishly nod, trying to stifle your laughs. doctor hong takes a deep breath before peeking through her fingers at the captain.

the captain gives you both a look before turning his attention back to the team. "we will spilt up and search through this entire base. you have a hour to find anything interesting. understood."

everyone voices in agreement before splitting up into smaller groups to look around the base. the team disperses into small clusters of twos and threes in different rooms and areas of the base.

as you begin to walk away, you hear the captain call out to you. “dr. y/n, come here for a moment.”

you halt your movements and turn around to see the captain staring at you. you walk over to him before he grabs your arm and pulls you aside.

he leans down to your ear, making sure no one else can hear him. "I need to speak to you privately for a moment. just us”

you blink a few times at his words before nodding in understanding. a bit curious as to why he wants to speak with just you, you follow him to a secluded corner of the room.

he stops when you’re in a small corner where no one can see you both. he leans back on the wall, and crosses his arms as he stares at you with a blank gaze.

you put ur hand on ur hip and smirk slightly, feeling a bit cocky. “like what you see?”

he doesn’t speak or respond for a few seconds as he keeps his gaze on you. a ghost of a smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth before he speaks. "I wouldn’t mind staring longer, but we have a mission to complain.”

he pushes himself off the wall and stands in front of you, towering over you as the corner of his mouth twitches into a smirk again.

he leans closer so your faces are only inches apart. your heart races a little bit as you stand there, pinned in between him and the wall. he looks down at you with a hint of amusement in his eyes before he speaks again. "did you think I wouldn’t hear what you were saying to the doctor earlier?"

you tilt ur head slightly. “i was hoping you heard it actually.”

his smirk widens a little as he raises an eyebrow at your words. "oh really? and why would you want me to hear it?"

you lean in closer towards him. “so you could take my suggestion.”

now you got his full attention. he leans in even closer, his face only centimeters from yours. he lowers his voice, so only you could hear him. "and what exactly is this 'suggestion'."

“that you fuck me.” you respond with no hesitation.

he lets out a low chuckle when you say that. he puts his hand on the wall behind you, completely trapping you in between him and the wall. "is that so? you want me to fuck you? right here in this station."

you smirk proudly. “yep.”

he lets out an amused laugh as he stares into your eyes. he brings his face closer to yours. "you're ridiculous, you know that. i could get in a lot of trouble if anyone heard you say that."

you lean against the wall and cross ur arms. “awh, how so?”

he raises an eyebrow at you.

he looks at you like you grew two heads. "how so? are you serious? i’m the captain, and you’re a member of the team. we’re on a mission to collect a important research sample. it’s highly inappropriate for me to do that with a member of my team. let alone do it in the middle of this research station."

“nobody has to know.” you put on ur best seduction tone and leaned against him.

he looks at you with a mixture of amusement and disbelief. “oh really? and how would we keep this a secret? this place echoes, you know that right?”

“bold of you to assume im loud.” you reply sassily.

he gives another amused smirk at your words, bringing his face closer to yours again. “oh i can guarantee you’ll be screaming my name by the time i’m done with you.”

he presses his body against yours, pinning you up against the wall. he leans down so your faces are only a few centimeters apart. your heart pounds wildly in your chest as he moves his mouth your ear. “let’s see if you can keep quiet.”

he brings one of his hands up and cups your chin, forcing you to look up at him. his face is still blank, but his eyes are filled with amusement as his thumb rubs your bottom lip.

“keep quiet and i’ll let you scream all you want after this” he whispers as his thumb moves from your lip to your chin, gently lifting it up so your mouth is aligned with his.

he doesn’t waste any time as he closes the small gap between you, capturing your mouth in a kiss. his hand grabs the back of your neck, pressing you further into his body as he kisses you deeply.

he pushes his tongue into your mouth, tasting you, as he presses his body harder against you. his lips move against yours, hungry and needy for you.

his free hand grabs your waist, his grip tight around it as he presses your body even closer against his. his thumb rubs soothing circles on your hip as his tongue continues to explore your mouth.

a moan escapes from your mouth as his lips move down to your neck, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin there. his hand moves from your chin to the back of your head, tangling his fingers in your hair.

he lets out a low moan against your neck as he continues to kiss down your collarbone. you can feel his breath against your skin, hot and needy as he pushes his body even harder into yours.

he lifts you up, making ur legs wrap around his waist. he carry’s you to the control center and sits you down on the desk.

“are you wet for me?” he whispers into your ear, his voice filled with need and desire. his touch is firm and possessive, as if he’s laying claim to every inch of your body. “shall we see?”

you’re too lost in the moment, words have failed you. all you can do is nod, giving him the permission he craves.

his words send a shiver down your spine, and you can feel the anticipation building within you. his lips begin to trail down your neck, his hands gently teasing the hem of your jeans.

he undoes the button on ur jeans, carefully removing them while he continues to kiss and nip at your skin. he can sense how desperate you are for more, and his own desire matches yours.

his fingers lightly brush against the waistband of ur underwear, teasing you further as your breathing becomes uneven.

you can feel his gaze on you, as he looks up at your face, wanting to see your reaction to his touch.

his hands slide beneath the fabric of your underwear, his fingertips gently tracing along your sensitive skin, getting closer to where you wanted him the most.

his lips capture yours in a heated kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth.

your body is practically pleading for his touch, and he finally grants your silent wish. his fingers trail along ur core, gently stroking at first, before applying more pressure

he can hear the moan escape your lips, and he can feel just how much you want him, how much you need him.

he continues to move his fingers, bringing you closer and closer to the edge, wanting to drive you absolutely insane.

he watches your face, how you’re biting your lip, trying to hold back your moans. he loves how you look like this, how you’re completely at his mercy.

his name escapes your lips, barely more than a whisper, and he can tell how close you are. he leans to your ear, his hot breath causing your entire body to shudder.

“let me hear you” his other hand grabs you by the chin, making you look right at him as he continued to touch you in all the right ways

the look in his eyes, his words, and his touch all combine into one overwhelming feeling, and you can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge.

your body is completely overwhelmed, and you’re barely able to form a sentence. “please..”

he smirks, loving how desperate you sound, how you’re practically begging him, but he knows you can take more, and he’s determined to bring you to absolute ecstasy.

he slips a finger into you, stretching you out.

your body tensed up at the sudden sensation, waves of pleasure coursing through you.

he watches you closely, his eyes dark with desire, as he begins to move his finger inside you, each motion sending shockwaves through your body.

you can barely form a thought, the room is spinning and all you can focus on is his touch, his eyes, and the overwhelming pleasure that he was causing you.

he knows he is in full control of your body and you can barely move yourself.

he adds another finger, his pace quickening, knowing exactly how to get you to the edge. “you’re so damn beautiful like this” his voice is ragged with desire, and every bit of self control he has is being used to resist the urge to just take you right then and there.

he could see how close you were and he wanted to make sure you were completely undone before he gave you the release you needed so desperately.

your body clenches around his fingers, desperate for more, and you can hardly breathe from the intense sensations coursing through you.

he curls his fingers in just the right spot, hitting a nerve that makes you see stars. you cry out his name, completely lost in the sensations he’s creating within you.

he leans in, his lips brushing against your ear, his words barely audible. “let go for me, sweet girl.”

his words send you over the edge, waves of pure ecstasy crashing over you as you come undone beneath his touch.

you’re trembling violently, completely undone by the overwhelming sensations, and he continues to watch you with a mixture of awe and desire. he can’t get enough of you like this, vulnerable and completely his.

his grip on you tightens, not ready to let you go just yet.

he quickly unzips his pants, and he pulls you forward, your bodies now almost touching, and leans in to kiss you desperately. the taste of your lips only makes him want you more, and he presses himself against you, his hardness already obvious.

his hands roam over your body, unable to resist the urge to touch you everywhere he could reach, to feel the heat of your skin against his own.

he breaks the kiss, leaning his forehead against yours, his breathing ragged as he tries to control his desire. “i need to be in you.”

the words send a shiver of excitement through you, and you can hardly believe this is finally happening.

he positions himself between your thighs, his hands on your hips.

he looks into your eyes, the intensity of his gaze almost overwhelming. “last chance to back out”

you quickly shake ur head and look into his eyes. “i want this.”

he can see the desire in your eyes and his own desire takes over completely.

he lines himself up, the tip of his cock gently pressing against your entrance. he wants to savor this moment, but he’s already so close to the edge he knows he can’t hold back.

he wants to hold back, to go slow, but he's completely overtaken by his desire for you, by how much he wants you.

he takes a deep breath and thrusts into you slowly, trying to be gentle even as his body is on autopilot, wanting nothing more than to claim you.

his mouth finds your neck, his teeth grazing your skin, his breath hot against your ear as he whispers how beautiful you look, how much he wants you.

he can barely hold back, but he doesn't want to be any rougher than he has to be.

he looks into your eyes, checking if he was hurting you, and when he sees that you're just as lost in the moment as he is, he loses the last bit of his self-control.

he begins to move faster, each thrust harder than the last, his grip on your hips tight, almost bruising.

he's completely possessed by the pleasure of being inside you, by the way you feel surrounding him.

he can't think, he can't speak, he can only feel, and all he can think about is how much he wants you, how much he needs you, how all he wants is to make you his. forever.

he reaches down, slipping a hand between your bodies to tease your sensitive clit, wanting to bring you the same amount of pleasure he’s experiencing.

he wants to give you everything you need, to please you in ways you didn’t know were possible, to take you to heights you’ve never reached before.

his fingers move deftly, finding all the right spots, his lips finding yours again, desperate and eager to taste you.

he swallows up your moans as he deepens the kiss, completely consumed by you. he can tell how close you are to the edge, and he wants to feel the moment you completely let go.

he moves his hand as well as his body in every way he knows you love, determined to bring you to the peak of pleasure that he was experiencing himself.

he whispers against your lips, the heat of his breath, and the sound of his voice sending shivers down your spine.“let me see you come apart for me, love” he moves ur leg ontop of his shoulder creating a new angle.

your body is completely overcome with sensation, and you’re barely able to form a thought other than the overwhelming, all encompassing sense of pleasure that is coursing through your every nerve.

the way his body feels against yours, the way he touches you, the way he looks at you as he takes you to the peak of pleasure, is all too much for you to bear.

he can see the moment you completely let go, your body clenching around him as you find your release. he holds you tightly as you ride out the waves of pleasure, his grip on you unrelenting, yet gentle at the same time.

he stares at you completely enamored by the beauty of you in your most vulnerable state.

he gently lifts you up, still not letting you go, and kisses you tenderly, the intensity between you now replaced with affection. he wraps his arms around you, gently stroking your back as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear.

he finally comes down from the high and rests his head on your shoulder, his breath ragged, completely spent. he holds you close, as if he can't bear to let you go, as if by holding you close, he cant help himself from whispering dirty things into your ear.

“when we get back to earth, we aren’t stopping.”

[meltthefrozenheart]

In case anyone wondered, yeah, all the most recognizable Frozen characters are in the final group photo, even Hans that many thought was excluded just because Elsa jokingly froze him in the picture.

So, to all the fellow Hans fans out there: calm yourself, take a deep breath and accept that Hans getting joked about is still a way to take him into account because, at least, the protagonists can express their disdain for him, which is totaly fare.