exomeme | part two hundred and thirteen

sa those typos /groans
i only saw this 13 minutes ago so it was even more stressful /o\

found an android version of one of my favorite web games and couldn't help myself

chanlu ft bff minseok

first fight

“Chanyeol, listen I—“

“No I don’t want to hear it. Don’t talk to me, I’m mad at you,” Chanyeol puts on his headphones and blasts his music so loud he knows that even Luhan can hear it. Chanyeol has decided he’ll ignore Luhan until he decides that Luhan can be forgiven.

To: Minseok Hyung
Hyung, come over. I’m bored and there’s no one to play with.

From: Minseok Hyung
Chanyeol, I know that Luhan’s there. Both our classes were cancelled. Haven’t you been waiting all week to spend some time with your boyfriend? Are you sure you’d want me there? keke

To: Minseok Hyung
Yes. I’m not talking to Luhan right now. So you’re all I have since Kyungsoo went for the immersion trip to China already. Please come. /sad face/

From Minseok Hyung
You know you can just put ): instead of typing sad face out. And what did you do this time?

To: Minseok Hyung
Why do you always act like it’s my fault whenever we fight? Why can’t I be the innocent one? You hurt me hyung /heart breaking/

From: Minseok Hyung
But every time both of you are not talking it’s always cause you did something and you refuse to apologise for it. Seriously yeol? Heart breaking? Rly?

To: Minseok Hyung
Luhan threw away my collection of bottle caps I’ve been saving for months so I can exchange for the limited edition Sandara Park collection. He knew how important it was for me and yet he threw it out cause he thinks it’s rubbish. Can you believe this?

From: Minseok Hyung
Actually, yes I can believe it. I’m coming over in ten only because I’m afraid of what you two might do to each other.

To: Minseok Hyung
Yay hyung, you’re the best! The bestest friend and hyung and probably boyfriend but I wouldn’t know because mine is an idiot and nothing like you.

The moment Chanyeol hears the bell, he runs outside, beating Luhan to the door and he drags Minseok inside his room, closing the door behind him even though technically, Minseok is Luhan’s best friend first but who cares. They watch movies the whole day, Chanyeol going out of his room to the kitchen only to grab snacks and it was just his luck that Luhan was there in the kitchen so he sidesteps Luhan, pretending that Luhan isn’t there before going back to his room, making sure to slam the door.

“You’re being childish,” Minseok tells him and Chanyeol knows he is but he spend the money he put aside for lunch, starving just to buy those bottles of sugary sweet drinks that he doesn’t even like for the chance to win Sandara’s memorabilia. Luhan knows how important it was for him so Chanyeol decides that this is an even method of revenge.

Halfway through Chanyeol’s collection of Disney animation movies, he can tell Minseok is getting restless. He would have asked Minseok to play Wii with him in the living room but the Wii was bought by Luhan and Chanyeol would rather pretend a world outside his bedroom does not exist. Chanyeol is grateful Minseok doesn’t say anything else and stays put in his room till close to midnight.

“Hyung, you don’t have to go home. Sleep here,” Chanyeol whines when Minseok starts packing up his things.

“I would love to but I have to go to work tomorrow afternoon and I’d rather sleep in my own bed before a weekend shift at the café. And talk to Luhan Chanyeol. I’m sure he had his reasons. Besides, it’s not like you can sleep here in your room. You sold your bed to make way for all your technological junk and share the only bed in this apartment with Luhan.”

Chanyeol hates it when Minseok makes sense so after sending Minseok off at the door, he tiptoes quietly towards Luhan’s room. He’s the one upset at Luhan why should he be the one to sleep on the couch?

Without knocking, Luhan enters the room to see Luhan changing the bedspread for their bed and he frowns. He loves that animal print bed sheet and seeing Luhan replace it with the boring midnight blue one makes it feel like another one of his things Luhan is throwing away. Chanyeol just stands at the foot of the bed and they both don’t say a word as Luhan sets about changing the sheets and pillowcases on his own.

Chanyeol can’t help the adoration for Luhan that he feels as he watches his boyfriend and he realises that he’s not really upset anymore.

“Luhan,” Chanyeol starts, “I’m not mad at you anymore.”

He expects Luhan to smile gratefully at him, begging for forgiveness and showering him with thanks for no longer being made but that is not what he gets.

Instead, Luhan says, “Well, I’m mad at you.”

Chanyeol frowns, because Luhan has no right to be mad whatsoever. “Well, fine. Then I am still mad at you too.”

Chanyeol stomps his feet and he knows it’s childish but he undresses down to his boxers, leaving his clothes all over the floor the way he knows Luhan hates and climbs into bed, pulling the covers over himself and facing away from Luhan’s side of the bed. But then he hears Luhan sighing as the mattress dips behind him and Chanyeol suddenly feels sorry.

So he turns around and hugs Luhan from behind. “I’m sorry,” Chanyeol says first.

chanyeol is the hottest girl

why do these come up whenever im away from comp ;;

fuckkkkkkkkkkk ilu

Kyungsoo is puffing the pillows in their bedroom when Chanyeol tucked his chin in his shoulder, arms circling around his waist. "I'm sorry I got mad at you earlier," he whispers dejectedly, clinging tighter.

"Well, I'm still mad," Kyungsoo replies. He still hasn't stopped fussing with the pillows, now trying to reach for the other one. "I'm sleeping on the couch tonight."

Chanyeol didn't really mean for them to fight--he really hoped that he'll arrive at the restaurant on time for their monthly dinner, but certain circumstances occurred and they ended up yelling at each other on the phone for a good five minutes. He ended up coming home to a very indifferent Kyungsoo who's already changed in his pajamas, seeing that it's quarter to two in the morning. His hair is messed up, eyes puffy. Chanyeol doubts he even slept despite Kyungsoo's attempt to fake a yawn.

"I'm sorry," Chanyeol says, wincing. He presses his cheek against Kyungsoo's warm neck. "If it wasn't for Jongdae leaving me early--"

Kyungsoo sighs. "Shut up. It's just dinner."

"But you're still mad at me."

"I get mad over everything," Kyungsoo says, finally letting go of the pillow and facing Chanyeol. "Sorry I yelled at you earlier. It's just... I prepared everything, you know, just because you work as a detective doesn't mean they can just snatch you away all the time, right?"

Chanyeol grins at him. "Are you jealous of my job?"

"No," Kyungsoo snaps back. "A little."

“hey, baby,” chanyeol coos first thing in the morning which would have been cute and all up until the point he stuck his tongue into kyungsoo’s ear and proceeded to wet-willy him without a finger.

kyungsoo also might have had a hangover.

“god shut up,” he moans in reply and then a pause…a slurp.

“GOD DAMMIT CHANYEOL,” kyungsoo roars kicking the blankets off with a yell.

“i made breakfast,” chanyeol says immediately, pulling back with his arms up in the air in defense. kyungsoo sniffs the air cautiously.

“oh really,” kyungsoo replies a little impressed but it last all of two seconds before chanyeol cracks up again.

“with my dick,” chanyeol finishes with a gleeful yell, like the proper moron he is and kyungsoo can’t even begin to count where his life went wrong.

"Rainbow hair isn't inconspicuous," Minseok moans, his face in his hands. He's massaging his temples with his fingers, and Junmyeon figures his hyung must be acting as his own make-shift cold compress. Yet another unfair perk of superpowers. "It's a target."

The two of them are sitting on the floor of Minseok's old bedroom, as if it were three years earlier before they'd split up for university. Back when Junmyeon hadn't known of family secrets and the temperature-resistant suit Minseok kept hidden in a secret compartment in his closet. He glances back at it before returning his attention to bodyguard #9 and Minseok's attempt to lecture on... proper presentation? Which is strangely heading in the same direction as Minseok's old rants about the messy state of Junmyeon's room.

"On my planet, this hair is downright boring."

Sehun's drawling voice echoes from the attached bathroom, where he's obviously taking his time preening in front of the mirror. Junmyeon wonders if he's telling the truth, recalling the boy's bored stories of his fellow reptilian aliens who could somehow shift into something Earthlings found presentable. Sharp chins and smooth skin, fluffy hair more dull than whatever they had back home and pretty eyes.

"Well, considering your planet doesn't exist anymore because some giant douche space-dragon ate it or something--" all three of them ignore Lu Han's indignant gurgle from where's he's standing guard on the other side of the bedroom door, his alien jaw probably dislocating again, "--I would consider a little more camouflage more helpful than anything."

Sehun sticks his head out of the bathroom, his tongue poking out from his mouth. Everyone ignores the fact that it's slightly longer than the average human tongue. "You're just jealous that you have to wear some dumb cowl."

"The cowl is not dumb, it's a legacy from my fath--"

Minseok's voice stops short in his throat, his eyes darting over to Junmyeon guiltily. Junmyeon shoves down the bubbling resentment in his chest, instead huffing playfully before waving a hand and encouraging his hyung to carry on. It's nice to hear about the things their family has kept from him anyway, even if it come years late.

"Right," Sehun says, picking up the conversation, if not the awkward air, "anyway, I'm just about ready for my patrol and Tao and Jongin are supposed to meet me on the roof of the police station so."

When he strolls out of the bathroom, he's truly a sight. The rainbow hair has an unearthly glow, accentuated by the glowing domino mask around his eyes, and the star-speckled suit clings tightly to his muscles. Junmyeon feels like he could easily pluck a star right off the spandex, is almost tempted to try.

Sehun catches his eye and smiles, lips thin but sincere across the exposed part of his face. "I'll see you later, Junmyeon hyung," he says, slowly rising off the ground and towards the open window despite Minseok's sputtering about how anyone could catch sight of him, about secret identities and how brightly he stands out. "My next shift is tomorrow so I'll see you then?"

Junmyeon stands up to follow him to the window, arm raised as he waves. "Of course. Good luck, Sehunnie."

Sehun grins brightly before accelerating into the distance, rainbow streaks trailing behind him.

(333w)
Sehun had been a revelation. He was fresh into college, baby face and lanky body, getting into the football team by chance and because he was stringing along with one of his friends for the tryouts. Not in a million years he'd imagined he'd be more than the guy that picks up balls during practice, he had never even played the sport before.
And now he was the team's most valued player, the goalkeeper that didn't let a single one through and had managed to score across the field. He had never experienced this before but now he was getting love calls from recruiters of neighboring towns and when he walked down the college campus boys would cheer on him and girls would slip their phone numbers into his back pocket. Life was good.
Sehun didn't need to understand, all he needed to do was enjoy, Tao told him. And he did. He partied with the popular kids with people offering him the best smoke and drinks, the crew from the college's newspaper wanted to make an article with him and he even got praises from Professor Lu Han, the football aficionado engineering teacher.
But the best treat of all came in the form of a sultry little thing named Yixing. He had been eying the upperclassman ever since the first day of college and despite numerous attempts (even inviting himself to watch one of Jongin's dance practices) to get his attention but Yixing never even batted an eyelash on his way. But now Sehun was famous, now Yixing did notice him and it didn't take much to get into his pants. Yixing was a pro on shaking his body just right and take Sehun on a little trip to heaven and back. Sehun never felt better in life.
With Yixing curled against his left side and an arm behind his head, he stared into the ceiling and exhaled a big breath of air.
He was the man. He was the fucking man.

ty mods!

thanks for participating anons! until the next one~

sa. does this xiuchanlu gets team multiplier too mod?

sorry, forgot ;;

omg gj anon *__* you even colored it

drowned in sweat after free kick ;;

part one

part two

(didn't include this in the original post bc i wanted to make sure i made it under the wire this time ;;)

god damn it, self

scream bless this

vocaroo to complete hat trick
pokemon theme song, piano/voice, plus original rap (lyrics under collapse)

pokemon au fic [team sehun]

pokemon au fanmix [team suho]

(i really really hope this will be enough points with the rap)

omg i would punch him in the fucking face pcy or no

i wish sm shipped baekyeon so they'll have a qt cf like this since she's also an endorser /sighs

baeknons are swarming

i came on with 7 minutes left but i did my best meh

part two hundred and thirteen

Re: team dage - untitled - 315w

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Re: prompt 5

team dage [c]

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wc!au: team bbh - chansoo [c]

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wc!au: team sehun [c] - sehun's the man

912 words team dage [c]

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Re: team chan [c]: 170 words

sa should be for prompt 5

wc: 134

553w

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wc!au team doppar [c] pokemon vocaroo

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