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kang haneul. 23. geumseong grad (prefect). divination major / art minor art club pres. • volleyball co-cap • choir club & astrology club

[msuastrid]

since i’m a big lazy-butt i decided to move my muses to my mumu (so i don’t have to switch accounts to write stuff). however, i will be keeping all my muses blogs up as archives (with the same urls). i’ve made a tracker on my mumu of threads i’d like to keep, since i decided to drop a couple that were either outdated or not super important for development. that being said, if we had a thread and i dropped it i’d absolutely love to plot something new! i just wanted a bit of a fresh start and to only keep things that i really felt i had to. 

you can find me over on my mumu @teaghlach, on discord • nine#4750 , and twitter • @tensohn .

[msuhan]

golden retriever ✨ (@h4nds0me):

uuuhmmm... wtf was that 👀 i guess it’s good to know some of you are getting your... exercise in 🤭

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[msuhan]

unfiltered.

msuxhimari·:

the moment a thestral breathed on her, natsuki bolted. it was an understandable reaction. natsuki, like her mother, couldn’t see the mythical creatures so when one of them let out a huff it scared the daylights out of the four year old. she took off running in an instant. stephanie naturally jogged after her but natsuki was quick and stephanie was wearing heels tonight. though its pretty easy to spot a tiny werewolf-clad child in the throng of mokseong students considering no one else had brought a younger sibling.

natsuki keeps running until she catches sight of someone wearing a leather jacket. with her short career as a track star over, she walks up to the man. in her short four years of living she knows one thing for certain: only cool people wear leather jackets. this guy must be the coolest there is! even the way he had his hair slicked back was cool. was this a costume or was this guy just being himself? she stares up at him in wonder for a moment. then, with the dignity and filter of any average preschooler natsuki says, “oh wow you look really cool! i wish my daddy looked cool like you….but i don’t really know what he looks like. i never met him. but if i did someday i hope he looks as cool as you!”

it takes stephanie a few moments to catch up. she offers the student an apologetic smile. “sorry! the thestrals freaked her out. she’s never encountered one before.” though saying it that way made it seem as though natsuki had the ability to see the omens of death. that implication wasn’t any better. stephanie quickly adds, “she can’t see them! so having something invisible breathe on her freaked her out.”

@msuhan

haneul has always adored children. tiny little humans with laughs that light up a room instantly. they’re innocent, and delicate, and know nothing at all–haneul’s a little jealous, to be honest. a world without worries, where everything is new and fascinating and inspiring. he wishes he could go back to that. so, when a tiny voice addresses him from down by his knees (or at least that’s how short it feels like this child is) he looks down and spots a tiny girl who must be around three or four. 

“oh- well thank you very much!” he begins, crouching down instantly with a bright smile to talk to this child, taking a moment to look around her to see if any adult is with her. she must be the sibling of a another student, or perhaps a professors child. “i’m sure your daddy is way cooler than me! but, y’know i don’t think he’s as cool as you. you look super cool!” he says, realising this kid is dressed as a wolf. 

he’s about to ask her if she’s meant to be with any adult, when suddenly, what appears to be that very adult, runs up and stops by the little werewolf. ah, the thestrals. “oh, yeah they are kinda creepy just huffing and stomping sometimes.” he chuckles, standing back up, though still looking down at the kid. “i’m han, nice to meet you two. red riding hood and the big bad wolf, i presume?”

[msuhan]

.tracker

note: threads marked with * are event threads - if you’d like to drop them and i’ve not put them on the drop list please message me! also if i missed any threads please let me know–i’m terribly disorganised sometimes so i may have lost a few threads :((

WRITING •

pure instinct - @msuxhaeun * unfiltered - @msuxhimari *

WAITING FOR •

clock strikes twelve - @msuyeonjun *

DROPPING •

none ...

PLOTTING •

i’d love to plot with anyone/everyone, as i got busy after bringing han in and never got stuff really up and running for him so he still needs a lot of connections! i also need to message those who liked my plot call on discord, but anyone who would like to plot please message me on discord, twitter (@tensohns) or on here (though i’m far slower here)!

[msuhan]

.clock strikes twelve

starter for @msuyeonjun !

the night’s drawing to a close and haneul’s managed to restrain himself from drinking too much, although he’d indulged in a few fruity drinks with fake eyeballs in throughout the night. for the most part, though, he’s remained sober. this, however, can’t be said for a familiar figure he sees stumbling around the outskirts of the dungeon room he’s stood in. there’s aza, who he’d spotted a few times throughout the night, in his long black skirt and black jumper, still looking as beautiful as he ever does. 

aza’s clearly drunk, han thinks to himself, instinctively edging over to him through the throngs of people between them. he looks as though he wouldn’t be able to get back to his dorm without some help, so han, wanting to help aza and knowing he likely won’t even remember this tomorrow, stops in front of him and lays a gentle hand on his arm. 

“you okay, aza?” slowly, he slides his arm around his waist and pulls him to his side, making aza lean his weight on han so he can help him back upstairs. “looks like you’ve had a little too much to drink. why don’t i help you back to your dorm?”

[msuhan]

pure instinct.

msuxhaeun·:

haeun looked damn good. that’s what everyone said, anyhow. thankfully taeyeon and mabel had ensure nothing could ever go wrong with her outfit. as long as she was happy, the plants would be too. so far they had been doing a fabulous job of keeping her covered for the areas that counted.

(although she was sporting some healthy cleavage.)

coupled with the healing draft she took, the leafier parts of her outfit were doing well to hide the healing scratches from her excursion with malia. she was mostly recovered from that frightful night. hopefully no one will notice. she’s kind of anticipating everyone to be distracted by…..well, everything else.

“oh, haneul,” haeun says automatically. she doesn’t exactly sound thrilled to see her brother but things had been tense since his birthday and chuseok. her grandmother had taken exactly two seconds to pounce on haeun needing to be tutored in dada while haneul, as usual, didn’t suffer in any of his classes. she put up with it for the holiday and his birthday but as usual following any home visits, haeun stayed far away from her brother for a bit. “you’re that dude from grease…..nice.”

@msuhan — ⊹

halloween may be haneul’s favourite holiday–or maybe it’s christmas... he can’t decide. either way, he’s enjoying the opportunity to wander around in his greaser get-up. a leather jacket never did anyone any harm, and his hair greased back sort of suits him, or at least he thinks it does. he’s gotten a few compliments throughout the evening as he’s meandered around getting stuck into the activities, so he’d consider it a successful costume. grease is, after all, a great classic. 

however, when he notices a familiar figure appearing beside him he takes one look over her and frowns. haeun’s costumes far too revealing for his liking, and he’s tempted to take off his jacket and cover her up with it, but he knows that wouldn’t go down well. things haven been tense recently, since they’d both been home a few times. it seemed that things always got worse after they visited home. of course, haneul isn’t stupid, he knows that grandmother’s comparisons of them, and her praise of him beside her criticism of haeun must be what agitates the already ever-present rift between them. he just wishes they could get along, but he knows it’s unlikely. 

even if there’s a tension between them, haneul’s never not happy to see haeun. she’s his baby sister after all, and even if he never really knows what to say to her, and feels as though she likes him less and less each time they encounter each other, he likes to see her and know that she’s doing okay. “yeah, danny zuko.” he replies with a smile, eyes still locked on her foliage dress. “uh... and you’re... poison ivy?” there really isn’t anything else she could be, but he’d much rather she’d dressed as something cuter, like alice from alice in wonderland, or perhaps a disney princess. something slightly less revealing. “aren’t- uh... aren’t you cold?”

it’s only then, inspecting her costume more, that he spots some scratches, and when he notices the first, he begins to notice more, and more. there’s too many for it to look like she just got a graze from falling over, and the realisation that something must have happened to injure her this extensively makes him frown and his palms sweat with a slight panic. “what happened?” he asks, his voice insistent. he reaches out to touch one of the scratches, but holds himself back, hovering his hand near one of them with his brow furrowed in concern. 

[msuhan]

   ❝ my head is saying, ‘fool, forget him’.                                  my heart is saying, ‘don’t let go’. ❞

                                                              KANG HANEUL as a DANNY ZUKO

[msuhan]

hi again!! it’s me, mario nine, back with, you guessed it, my 4th muse (💀) kang haneul–better known as han–older brother of @msuxhaeun​ (who we all know and love 🥺). he’s a geumseong grad student (and prefect, so watch out), a divination major, art minor (he’s an art himbo), and volleyball co-cap, art club president, reserve chaser and is a member of the choir club and astrology club (he likes to keep busy and stay involved 😭). he loves nature and non-physical things like ideas and philosophy and feelings. he’s a very big lovable guy, but of course, like all people do, he’s got his skeletons in his closet. 

you can find his profile here, his bio here, and as soon as i get it up (hopefully tonight) his plots will be here. for now if you’d like to plot i’m mostly reachable on discord (nine#4750) or twitter (@tensohn).

[trainingpanda]

smiley boy ✨

[msuhan]

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