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𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.

「...gender reveal」

how many kids they’ll have

as dads/moms

finding out

telling your guys’ parents

telling the members

gender reveal

cravings

going in labor

holding the baby

baby’s first word

teaching them to walk

—  a/n: this is only for entertainment purposes, do not come for me for writing this! | all gifs are from pinterest

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‣ summary... the reveal of your baby’s gender

↺ genre... fluff, dad series, non idol au

♪ listen to... lonely st. by stray kids

⤿ 𝗰𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗴 – 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻; ♡ 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛/𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚓𝚒 ♡

you thought: boy

he thought: boy

You both thought you were having a boy, you wanted a boy because you were told all of your life that they were easier to take raise, and Chan also wanted a boy so he could play sports with his son, but it turned out to be a girl and you guys were still happy about it.

⤿ 𝗹𝗲𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗵𝗼 – 𝗹𝗲𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄; ♡ 𝚑𝚢𝚞𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚐 ♡

you thought: girl

he thought: boy

You wanted a girl because you already have a boy and he’s now two years old, so for you second child you wanted a girl and Minho wanted another boy, he wanted to have all boys he loved his first son with all of his heart, he was so well behaved and hoped another boy would be the same way, and you guys did end up having another boy.

⤿ 𝘀𝗲𝗼 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗯𝗶𝗻; ♡ 𝚓𝚞𝚠𝚘𝚗 ♡

you thought: girl

he thought: boy

You really wanted another girl because you loved buying all of the little outfits and loved how cute they were and Changbin wanted another boy he wanted yo have another ‘man’ in the house, but you guys ended up having another girl and you were both thrilled.

⤿ 𝗵𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗷𝗶𝗻; ♡ 𝚝𝚊𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚗 & 𝚗𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚗 ♡

you thought: a girl & a boy

he thought: two boys

You guys already knew you were having twins, so you really wanted a girl and a boy, because you already had names picked out for them, Nayeon & Taeyong and Hyunjin wanted twin boys even though you already had two other boys, he loved his boys and wanted more, but you ended up have twin girls.

⤿ 𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗷𝗶𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗴 – 𝗵𝗮𝗻; ♡𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚠𝚊 ♡

you thought: girl

he thought: girl

You both were wishing you’d be having a girl, you already had a son who just turned three years old and now you’re pregnant again, he wanted a girl because he’s always wanted a daughter, and you both got your wish because you ended up having a baby girl.

⤿ 𝗹𝗲𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗯𝗼𝗸 – 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘅; ♡ 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚞/𝚖𝚊𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚊 ♡

you thought: boy

he thought: girl

You only wanted one kid and always wanted a boy, you have all sister who are drama filled and you hated all the drama they’ve put you in, so you wanted a son and Felix wanted a girl he loved the who idea of having a daughter, and you guys ended up having a daughter.

⤿ 𝗸𝗶𝗺 𝘀𝗲𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗺𝗶𝗻; ♡ 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚓𝚒 ♡

you thought: boy

he thought: girl

You thought that for sure you were gonna have a boy because all of the first born children in your family were all boys, but Seungmin was dead set on you breaking the cycle of having a first born girl and you ended up breaking it because you were having a girl.

⤿ 𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝗷𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗯𝗶𝗻 – 𝗶.𝗻; ♡ 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚎 ♡

you thought: girl

he thought: boy

You knew that it was gonna be a girl without even knowing about the resluts because all of your cousins were girls and you had all sisters except for one older brother, and Jeongin was wanted a boy because he wanted a son to teach how to play sports and be able to teach him things, but you guys ended up having another girl.

Happy Minho Day 🐰🤍

Oct 25, 1998 🤍

he’s a constant mood fr

i hope you have the greatest day and stay healthy and happy🤍

lee know fic WIP

a/n: HELLO EVERYONE! sorry I haven't posted anything in a hot minute. I like to write/type on my laptop and I lost it in my messy ass room.😅 but I found it so I'm writing again! here is my wip of my lino fic that I'm working on. this is one(1) of three(3) things I'm working on. the other 2 are my part 2's to the 3racha fic and hyunjin fic. most likely 3racha will be posted before this one and the hyunjin fic are done. ANYWHO! I hope you enjoy this little part, I would love your comments on it and I hope you have a good rest of your day!🤧💕

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I woke up to my head pounding, alarms going off, and smoke clouding my vision. I squinted my eyes to try to find my brother. no sign of him, just lower ranked comrades running back and forth trying to get everyone to safety. my back against the wall as I sat on the floor. another boom shook the ship. shit. I carefully got up without falling and ran down the hall to the main floor. fire coming from the top and bottom north deck. watching the doors close as people were still running trying to make it through. I couldn’t bare the slight nor did I have time to help. the closing of the doors and flashing yellow lights meant that my brother was ejecting that part of the ship.

I made my way to the blue door that was to my left, the one that goes straight to the captain’s chair, and scanned my ID, praying to the gods it would work. no sound came through, but the green light popped signaling the door could be opened.

“thank you gods.” I said, opening the door and running the long path. please let everyone be there. I turned right and pushed the door swaying doors open, making everyone in the room turn their head. jisung was the first one to get to me.

“y/n, thank the gods your okay.” he said, pulling me in a quick hug. I wanted to cry right then and there, but I held them back. everyone was here, had some open cuts but okay none the less.

“what’s going on?” I asked as jisung and I made our way to the table in the center of the room.

“the overlord defense force, as known as the odf, attacked us on the north wing, destroying both upper and bottom decks. I made the call to close the areas off and depart them from the ship.” changbin said, pulling up the 3d hologram outline of the ship on the table. changbin pushed a button to show a map of the outside area.

“they have hit us 4 times, but haven’t tried again yet. it doesn’t look like they’re waiting for us to shoot and they’re not sending a spacecraft this way. it’s odd. I don’t want to turn the ship’s guns away from them in case they do start up again.” he said, pointing everything out. zooming in on certain areas.

“I could take them with ease with just a simple sneak into the ship.” seungmin said, pulling the gun out of his pocket. jisung rolled his eyes, “yes, but it’s still a suicide mission none the less.” jisung said. I noticed a small beeping light on the right blind spot of the odf.

“what’s that?” I asked pointing to it. changbin rotated the screen and clicked the dot. “I don’t know, there’s no info about this craft. I sent them a message to state who they are but they haven’t answered.” changbin said, narrowing his eyes.

I walked over to the big window and looked out to try to see it.

nothing was beside the big white odf spaceship, until I took a closer look. there were pixel-like boxes dancing in open space. that’s wasn’t normal.

“guys, come look!” I yelled, not taking my eyes off it. “what are you looking at?” felix asked, following my eyes. “I. I don’t know, but something is there.” I said, pointing straight at it. “don’t see anything y/n.” changbin said, rubbing his forehead.

just as changbin was about to turn away, a big shot sounded off. fire and a big open hole enter the side of the odf, making it pushed back in space and all the lights going off.

“holy shit, where did that come from?” seungmin asked, looking out with his hands to the glass.

“whatever is out there just saved our asses I think.” I stated, looking back at him.

I watched as the pixelated boxes get closer and closer to us.

“oh fuck I see it!” jisung nearly screamed. “sung, calm down a little.” felix said, placing a hand to his shoulder. we all watched in awe as it came closer. “what the hell is that?” seungmin said, leaning into the glass.

soon the small little pixels turned into one giant pixel right in front of our window. we all jumped as a call started coming through. changbin made his way back to the table and answered the call.

“you look to be in some need of help my friends.” a new voice came through. felix jumped as he heard the aussie accent hit his ears.

so in love with him <33

RACHAlog 03 ⁝⁝ minbinlix ⁘ minho

LEE KNOW | LIMBO Stray Kids 5-STAR Dome Tour OSAKA DAY 2 [230910] for @snug-gyu bonus: colouring cos it was fun

🥺🥺🥺 poor our minmin

hiii - I read a bunch of your works and I loved them so much!

do you think you could do a minho (or one for everyone) piece where he's feeling burnt out but he's been trying to hold it together (maybe he's been quite successful at not making it known to the guys) because he doesn't want to be a bother y/n hasn't been around much (but has been texting to check in on him) because of university or work. but through those texts, you get a sense he's not himself and when you finally see him in person, you can tell he's trying to hold it together but the second you say "it's been hard, hasn't it?" He immediately break and y/n is there to pick him up.

okay this was a bit more specific than I intended so feel free to do your own thing but I think it would be nice to have a y/n comforting the member thing but only if youre up for it!!

Thank you and feel free to say no as well!! I understand that you've got a whole bunch of other things to do too

Thank you and have a great week.

Put Your Head on My Shoulder | Minho

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Minho sat on the edge of his bed, his phone resting in his hand as he stared blankly at the screen. Another text from you, asking how he was. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to reply, but the words wouldn’t come.

He was burnt out. He had been running on fumes for weeks now-between rehearsals, performances, and schedules that seemed never-ending, the burnout had crept up on him slowly, until it swallowed him whole.

Still, he had been holding it together. At least, he thought he had.

The guys hadn’t noticed, or if they did, they hadn’t said anything. He’d become good at hiding it- smiling, joking, and keeping up the act, because that was what everyone expected of him. Minho was the strong one, the calm one, always in control. But beneath the surface, he was unraveling.

He didn't want to place that burden on anyone- let alone you who had been an unexpected blessing in his life. An unexpected meeting that turned into him freefalling for you fast and hard and more passionate than he had ever loved anyone before.

He needed you and he didn't want to do anything that could potentially jeopardize his chance at forever with you.

You probably didn't want to date a burnt out man...

He rubbed his temples, feeling the tension radiating behind his eyes, and let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. Your text still glowed on the screen:

Hey, love, how’s everything going? You okay?

You had been checking in on him more often lately, even though you were busy with university. He could tell you were worried, even if you didn’t say it outright. And somehow, through just those few words, you knew him better than anyone else. As if your souls were connected.

Minho didn’t reply. He didn’t have the energy to put up a front, and he didn’t want to worry you more than he already had. He figured if you sensed something was off out of the blue, you could detect his lies through the phone.

He sighed and placed his phone face-down on the bed, willing the exhaustion away, knowing it wasn’t going anywhere.

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It had been almost two weeks since you and Minho had last seen each other. Between your classes and his packed schedule, finding time to meet up had been nearly impossible. But today was different. You had wrapped up your work early and decided it was time to check on him- really check on him. His texts had been growing shorter, his replies delayed, and every instinct told you that something was wrong.

And you supposed you could give some credit to Han, who had willingly snitched to you about how his Hyung was falling asleep in public places.

And how he:

"-didn't even react to a cat picture. That's a red flag, Hyung loves cats."

You knew Minho didn’t like to show when he was struggling. He had a habit of carrying everything on his shoulders without asking for help, but you had seen through that long ago.

The plan was simple: drop by his place, surprise him, and figure out what was going on.

When you arrived, you knocked softly, waiting for a response. After a moment, you heard shuffling on the other side, and the door creaked open.

Minho stood there, and your heart sank immediately. He looked exhausted- his usual sharp features softened by the weight of whatever he was carrying. His skin was dry, and his hair disheveled. His eyes, normally so full of mischief and light, were dull, and there was a tightness in his expression that he hadn’t quite managed to hide.

"Y/N-ah," he said, his voice slightly hoarse.

You smiled gently, stepping inside and wrapping your arms around him without a second thought, snuggling your head into his chest. "Hey, Min. You look like you need a break."

He chuckled softly, but there was no real humor behind it. "I’m fine. Just…a little tired."

You pulled back, studying his face, and it hit you just how much he had been pushing himself. There was a heaviness in the air between you, and you could see that he was barely holding it together. You sighed.

You led him to the couch, sitting down next to him. For a moment, neither of you said anything, the quiet stretching between you like a fragile thread.

Finally, you spoke, your voice soft but firm.

"It’s been hard, hasn’t it?"

At those words, you felt the subtle shift in the air, like the last thread of his composure snapped.

Minho’s catlike eyes flickered to yours, and for a moment, he blinked rapidly, trying to brush it off, to give you a small smile like he always did so he wouldn't be a burden- so he wouldn't give you any reason to judge, to leave; but this time that flippant smile didn’t reach his eyes. His lips trembled slightly- and then, all at once, the mask fell.

He broke.

Minho let out a shaky breath, his hands coming up to cover his face as his shoulders slumped. You could hear the quiet sound of his breath hitching, the sound of someone who had been holding on too tightly for too long.

"Don't look." He whined, but you didn't listen.

Without a word, you scooted closer, wrapping your arms around him and pulling him against your chest. He didn’t resist, allowing himself to collapse into your embrace, his body trembling slightly as he let go of everything he had been bottling up. He buried his face into your shoulder, his breath coming in uneven waves.

"Shh," you whispered, rubbing gentle circles on his back. "It’s okay, Min. You don’t have to hold it together anymore."

Minho didn’t say anything, but his grip on your shirt tightened. For a while, you just held him, the soft sound of his breathing filling the space. He was always so strong, always so composed, but here, in your arms, he let himself be vulnerable. This was the first time you had ever seen him be vulnerable. And knowing im, you figured this wouldn't be a super common occurence but you basked in it nonetheless, happy that he felt comfortable enough to break in froont of you.

And you held him, letting him know that it was okay to lean on you-that he didn’t have to carry everything on his own.

After a while, his breathing steadied, and you felt him relax slightly against you. You pulled back just enough to look at him, brushing a few stray strands of hair from his face. His eyes were red-rimmed, his breathing clogged, but there was a softness there now- a quiet relief, like he had finally let down the walls he’d been building for so long.

"You don’t have to pretend with me, Minho," you said quietly, your fingers still gently combing through his hair. "I’m here."

He swallowed hard, blinking back the last of his tears. "I just…didn’t want to bother you," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

You shook your head, giving him a small, sad smile. "You could never be a bother. Not to me."

There was a long pause, and then Minho leaned his head against your shoulder, the tension in his body slowly ebbing away as he rested against you. "Can I just…stay like this for a while?"

Your heart ached at the vulnerability in his voice. "Of course," you whispered. "As long as you need."

You could feel him relax further, his head heavy against your shoulder as you continued to run your fingers through his hair. You leaned back into the couch, and he shifted slightly, resting more comfortably against you.

"Put your head on my shoulder," you murmured softly, a quiet invitation to let go. And he did. He leaned into you, kicking his legs into your lap, his head nestling into the curve of your neck, his breathing becoming slower and more even as he allowed himself to cling close to you and simply be in your presence.

The room was quiet, the only sound the steady rhythm of your breathing in sync. You held him close, feeling the weight of everything he had been carrying, and you wished you could take some of that burden away. But for now, this was enough.

"You’ve been working so hard," you whispered, your voice soft as you stroked his hair. "It’s okay to rest."

Minho sighed, his eyes fluttering shut as he nuzzled a little closer. "I don’t know what I’d do without you," he mumbled, his voice drowsy now, the emotional weight finally catching up to him.

"You’ll never have to find out," you said, pressing a soft kiss to the top of his head.

Time passed in a comfortable silence, and after a while, the weight on your body became heavy as you realized Minho had drifted off to sleep, his body fully relaxed against you. You smiled softly, brushing your fingers through his hair once more, marveling at how peaceful he looked now.

He had been trying so hard to hold everything together, but here, in this moment, he had finally let himself be vulnerable. And you were grateful that he trusted you enough to let go, to rest, to lean on you.

You knew that when he woke up, he’d still have the weight of his responsibilities waiting for him. But for now, he was safe, cradled in the warmth of your arms, where he didn’t have to be anything but himself.

And as you sat there, holding him close, you knew that no matter what came next, you’d always be there to catch him when he fell- to remind him that he didn’t have to face everything alone.

With a soft smile, you rested your cheek against the top of his head, closing your eyes and letting the quiet comfort of the moment wash over you both.

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Still not over THIS-

Imma go and try find money somehow so I could afford these prospecs-

Pls let this be the first thing I see when I go to heaven cuz wowza-

© spring gin sour

Did someone order a five star gourmet full course meal? Cuz dinner is served🍜

@ SOBA Best K Music Awards

© to Owners

[240819]

Oof- hello? Anyone ask for a dangerous hyunjin??? Bc I feel attacked-

This is just rude- how am I supposed to breath???

© to owners

Yeah, anyone know where I can get this irl? Like in person oof-👏

So... Who do you wanna be? Minho or hyunjin?💀💀💀

© Spring Gin Sour

Stray kids explaining what to do when someone has a heart attack or heart problems #1

This makes me soft and it's a good way to learn and watch out for people💞

Stray kids explaining what to do when someone has a heart attack or heart problems #2

Ft Lee Know, Changbin and Hyunjin💞

Jisung to chan: Hey, I lost my number, can I have yours? *winks*

Chan, blushing: wtf- Jisung did you just flirt- with me-

Jisung, confused af: what? No, I actually lost my phone so minho told me if I said this you would help me???

Minho: *laughing his ass off*

red looks so good on Lino .˚🧨𖤐་彡

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the sound of music plays somewhere tucked in the little forest

[STRAY KIDS x NACIFIC | "SKZ'S LITTLE FOREST"]

- What do you mean by the circus is a bit odd ?

- I find it fascinating how I'm never sure if you play dumb or really are...

Tap the pic bc the quality is wayyy higher

(Excuse me but i need to share the scenario my mind made up abt this)

A story in which a kingdom is about to lose it's king and the princes try to find out their role as leaders. Of course Chan's supposed to take the throne since he's the eldest kid and a legitimate son.

Even if they're all royalty some kids are not sons of the queen (they usually don't wear the same colors in public events). When growing up, people tried to set in rivalry between the brothers and even if seen as an healthy competition it came out poisoning their relationship... Some fear a war for the throne but is it really what the kids want ?

myyyyyyyyyyyyy lovvverrrrsssss my lovers my lovers i love them i love them

[2:25 AM]

The fresh bedsheets are cold but your skin is burning hot, cheeks flushed and tear stained. Normally, this would be a happy ending. The night would stop here, the day would come, you would go and Minho would pretend it didn't happen until the next time it did.

That was okay with you, it made things easier. You didn't want him to act any different for your sake; both of you agreed to this arrangement, and there were clear rules set out in bold text, underlined in red.

There were lines there so you would not cross them, and yet here you are. In his bed, staring up at the ceiling with an ache in your chest from your heavy heart, weighed down with unwanted thoughts and feelings.

His soft snoring echoes throughout the otherwise silent room, and it makes the walls seem taller and the distance between your bodies that much larger. It makes you feel vunerable. It makes you feel weak.

How could you have let it get to this point? You knew before you went into this that it could never go too far. The deal was there would be no strings attached, and you could leave whenever you felt like it.

Except you couldn't. You wanted to leave, wanted to tell him this deal wasn't working and you needed more, you needed him. You wanted nothing more than to be spending these nights cuddling instead of drowning your stupid feelings in a couple shots of whatever cheap liquor was in your glass and pretending you were only in love with his body.

More tears fall, dripping against his pillowcase.

You wish your feelings would do the same, just drip away until there's nothing left, but instead your mind feels full to the brim with 'what if's that you know are all painfully pointless. He doesn't feel the same. He doesn't care, he'll never care, it doesn't even matter...but what if-

"Y/N?" Minho's sleepy voice breaks you out of your thoughts, an arm reaching blindly towards your curled up figure to pull you against him. "Why are you still awake?"

You don't trust your voice enough to give a proper response right now, so you simply hum and let him hold you like it means anything to him.

He doesn't seem to mind, though, drifting off to sleep again minutes later.

His arms are wrapped around you and his body is so warm, but you've never felt colder in your life.