part two hundred and fourteen

[exomeme]

      

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[(Anonymous)]

bye team c

[(Anonymous)]

lmao laynon woke up at the wrong time

[(Anonymous)]

damn team a really hoarded

[(Anonymous)]

i can't see the scores, i'm getting scared and my brain has turned to mush cause of no sleep ;;

[(Anonymous)]

not rly

[(Anonymous)]

it's okay ;;; i'll get over it and maybe work for another oppar next round

team bbh (c) - football bump

[(Anonymous)]

theme: football, animated fanart (5 frames - but idk if this even counts lol ~_~)

this is part of something else i was working on but i've been too busy with work to finish. pls make it to the next round so i have a reason to team a ;;;

team lay/xiumin [c] (1/2 lay 1/2 to split between b)

[(Anonymous)]

met up with some meme friends on monday and we made some gr8 art

http://i.imgur.com/c9Avgw2.jpg
http://i.imgur.com/fQB9uUe.jpg
http://i.imgur.com/omy6J09.jpg
http://i.imgur.com/zlk8Zor.jpg
http://i.imgur.com/qePoDsY.jpg

Re: team bbh (c) - football bump

[(Anonymous)]

so cute!

[(Anonymous)]

they're probably hiding it for suspense ;;

[(Anonymous)]

<3 it was still fun

wc!au: team sehun [c] - black pearl

[(Anonymous)]

theme: fantasy (pirates) or it could also be discography ig
1431 w

Re: wc!au: team sehun [c] - black pearl

[(Anonymous)]

collapse

Re: team lay/xiumin [c] (1/2 lay 1/2 to split between b)

[(Anonymous)]

oh my lord

Re: team bbh (c) - football bump

[(Anonymous)]

aww he's even wearing his cartier ❤

[(Anonymous)]

sucks that a lot of fanwork isn't getting commented on now since everyone's posting and the pages move fast, and everyone's working on stuff

[(Anonymous)]

da on purpose maybe so we sweat some more

[(Anonymous)]

in times like this i wish i could be with anons irl i want to give all my teammates hugs and cry on their shoulders u__u

black pearl (1/??)

[(Anonymous)]

Strong gusts of wind tore at the sails, making them flap and flail as a grand ship sliced through the waters and steered in the direction nature dictated. The deck was busy and bustling with activity, the crew occupied with adjusting rigging and cables, cabin boys scrubbing the wooden flooring clean, hurriedly moving away as barrels and chests made their way down to below deck to be taken inventory of.

At the helm, Captain Kim Joonmyun breathed in the salt air in one, long gulp and smiled, starry-eyed, at the vast cerulean plain.

“See that, Kyungsoo? The skies are clear, the weather is good, the wind is on our side, smell that fresh salt breeze that just speaks of home,” He surveyed the moving goods on the lower deck and puffed his chest with pride. “And our latest bounty was plentiful, indeed.” Joonmyun took out his golden spyglass and scanned the horizon, still smiling. “So why not turn that little frown upside down? You’re scaring the poor children.”

Behind him, Do Kyungsoo doubted it was current scowl that made the new recruits scared of him, but he rolled his eyes nonetheless. “You’re aware of my thoughts on this expedition, Captain; I won’t pretend and act otherwise.”

“Yes, you made your stance quite clear,” Joonmyun sighed out, turning to face his quartermaster while keeping one hand steady on the wheel. “I still cannot fathom what on earth has you so worried, however. We’ve gone through this, Jongdae here spent sleepless nights mapping out our course—” From the side, eyes still focused on his map, the ship master muttered, “Don’t I know it,” meeting Kyungsoo’s glare with a deadpan look.

“—and Chanyeol went through all the ports and towns with a fine-tooth comb to gather as much information as is available in these seven seas. Haven’t you, Chanyeol?” The master gunner nodded, grinning; the exercise had certainly been a good opportunity to use the artillery he’d just purchased and test their effectiveness; judging by the number of new, clean holes unfortunate men now basted, it was a very successful venture indeed.

Joonmyun mirrored the smile. “You see? There is absolutely nothing to worry about.”

But Kyungsoo kept his scowl, surveying the clear blue waters slowly being stained by the blood rays of the setting sun.

“These waters are teeming with danger, Joonmyun.” He couldn’t quite shake off the sense of danger that had gripped him the moment Joonmyun had burst into his cabin with a bedraggled, stained map on his hand, bursting with energetic enthusiasm as he told Kyungsoo about this supposed ‘treasure island’. Rumours had begun circulating while they had been at sea, but their ears on the ground hadn’t been left out for long. Endless mountains of gold and jewels were the promised, a bounty that any pirate could only ever imagine; Joonmyun, of course, wanted his hands on it.

Not that they had any need for it; the Black Pearl was one of the most lucrative pirate ships in the seas, and bounty was something they were rarely in short supply of; Kyungsoo certainly made sure of it.

“The problem with you, Kyungsoo, is that you never take risks,” Joonmyun persisted, albeit in a placating tone. “Where’s your sense of adventure?” Joonmyun was like a dog with a bone when it came to pitching his ideas, but Kyungsoo remained unmoved.

“My lack of adventure has kept us alive so far, Captain.” Joonmyun looked chastised at the curt statement, and Kyungsoo heaved a sigh. “I’m simply reminding you of the risks, Joonmyun. Occupational hazard, if you like. As I’ve pointed out before, the map is vague, our route mostly based on guesswork, at the very best. Our so called ‘information’ is a jumble of hearsays,” He sent a deadpan look at Chanyeol. “Apparently people are quick to come up with anything when a gun is pointed at their face.”

Chanyeol shrugged. “Albeit the similarity of confession, we’re pirates, not priests.”

“My point is,” Kyungsoo continued, “the only similarity and running theme of our information is this – ‘none of these brave enough made it out alive’. Then how on earth did these rumours even come to fruition?”

“Kyungsoo, you’ve always been the voice of reason and that is precisely why you’re the quartermaster, but I really do think you’re overthinking this.”

“The light won’t be much longer to protect and guide us, Captain,” Kyungsoo murmured. “The sea has always been a fickle, treacherous mistress, and the night is dark and full of terrors.”

“Goodness, you sound like a gothic novel. All this doom and gloom business will take the wind straight out our sails.”

“Methinks the boatswain should check on said sails, as I can see a hole the size of your arse from where I’m standing,” Kyungsoo snarled at Baekhyun’s interruption, who rolled his eyes but hurried off to patch said hole, but not before muttering, “Well, at least he acknowledges the size of superior derriere.”

“Calm your nerves, Kyungsoo.” Joonmyun refused to let Kyungsoo’s foreboding warnings dampen his spirits. “After all, what’s the worst that could happen?”

-

“Baekhyun, do something about the upper deck rigging! Chanyeol, go and help Minseok below deck before the cargo punctures a hole through this ship!”

Kyungsoo struggled through the battering rain and the dipping and sliding of the slipperly deck, rushing past Joonmyun struggling to keep the wheel steady and shouting orders of his own, and into the Captain’s cabin where Jongdae struggled to keep falling maps on the table.

“Jongdae, where in the seven hells are we?”

“The storm’s taken us off course!” Jongdae was frantically looking through the maps, blotted and blurred by Jongdae’s soaked hands. “I’ve lost our course, Kyungsoo!”

“God almighty,” Kyungsoo gasped out, taking a deep breath before bursting back out into the open deck, a strong gust of wind slamming him back against the wall and knocking a breath out of him; gritting his teeth against the pain, he stumbled his way to the helm, hanging onto some ropes as he faced Joonmyun.

“We’ve lost course, Captain!” Kyungsoo had to yell to be heard over the roaring wave and howling wind. “What are your orders?”

“We try to make it to the eye of the storm!” Underneath the battering rain, Joonmyun remained steadfast and determined. “Tell Jongdae to keep looking! We’ll just have to hold out until then!”

Kyungsoo noded, and started to make his way down the deck, holding on tightly to the rails as powerful wave threatened to knock him clear off his feet.

“It’s not looking good, Kyungsoo!” Baekhyun met him halfway, gripping his arm half to steady him and half to keep himself from getting carried by the wind. “That hole I patched isn’t going to hold much longer! If it gets any worse the sails will be ripped to shreds!”

“Can you try and reinforce the patch?”

“I can try, but—”

“Trying is the best we can do now,” Their eyes met, held for a moment. “Otherwise we will all be seeing each other in the next life.”

As he watched Baekhyun stumble off, Kyungsoo made his way back to the helm just as the lookout screamed, barely audible above the shrieking wind.

“Wave! Incoming wave!”

Kyungsoo could barely see through the pitch black darkness and battering rain blurring his vision, but the there was no mistaking the enormous wave rising high above their ship.

“God help us all”.

-

Muffled noises. The burn of seawater in his lungs. The strain of his hands holding on for dear life to the rope. His heart pounding in his ears.

And suddenly, a cacophony of voices; the shrieking wind, the crashing waves—

And everything goes muffled again. His hands are beginning to slip. The current is too strong, the water pouring through the ship like a waterfall and threatening to take him with it.

And up he goes again. Blood is rushing through his veins and his lungs are struggling to take in gulps of air before realises that he is literally hanging by a bedraggled rope, his lower half dangling outside the ship.

“Kyungsoo! Kyungsoo, hold on!” Kyungsoo could barely hear Chanyeol’s desperate calls above the roar of the waves behind him, his salt-stung eyes scanning the deck and taking in its lesser inhabitants.

What’s the worst that could happen?

Death, was Kyungsoo’s last thought, as he watched his lifeline slowly stretch and break from the pull, his last view of Chanyeol sliding through the deck, and when the waves rose up to meet him, then there was nothing.

-

[(Anonymous)]

did not want this to top

wc!au: team bbh - bounce bounce! [c]

[(Anonymous)]

can't be tamed even though i flopped like doppar (based on his cover )

vocaroo 01:54

lower the volume, there's an annoying ticking sound ;;

[(Anonymous)]

yes♥ our teammates worked very hard and diligently i'm so proud

[(Anonymous)]

i want to pat them on the back :(

wc!au: team sehun [c]

[(Anonymous)]

kind of a naruto au
338 words

Re: team lay/xiumin [c] (1/2 lay 1/2 to split between b)

[(Anonymous)]

loool this is great
are you the anon who was worried about their boss finding their notebook full of dicks