#r:eply.

[chnyul]

@masokai ( ... )

It’s not supposed to be like this. It’s never supposed to be like this. The news had shaken him to the core when he had heard it. Of course being an idol came along with its risks. Stalkers, overly dedicated reporters, and so on and so forth. Yet the sasaeng fans.. The sasaeng fans were the worst. It had happened before, taxis ordered to corner and harass their van, but it was worse when it was a member, alone.

Chanyeol’s vehicle got struck by a car. Owned by a crazed fan. The assailant was apprehended after the plate number was traced back to its private owner, but it didn’t change the fact that the idol had been injured. Jongin had raced to the hospital the moment he’d heard the news. Racing through white walls, quite frantic as he went to the room the receptionist had pointed him towards, he only slowed down to a halt when he saw Yura sitting in front of said room. Her eyes were puffy, and she had obviously cried, but still managed to smile. The look on her face reminded Jongin so much of Chanyeol he could barely keep tears at bay.

“He’s okay.. He’ll be okay.” Her reassuring voice sounded. “Mom and dad have already been, they’re at the police station now to file a report in his name. Your manager went with them.” Jongin wanted to say thank you, but his throat was clogged up. He bowed his head in gratitude instead and stifled a sob as he walked into the room. It was quiet, and they had their privacy, with Chanyeol’s sister sitting outside. The silence quickly filled with Jongin’s sobs as he cried.

Seeing his fiancé’s face and body covered in bruises and wounds made his heart ache with agony. His heart broke. “Hyung..” He whimpered, hand clasping a bandaged one. The elder male’s eyes were closed, but he felt a returned squeeze. As he looked up, he saw eyes look back at him. Tired, pained eyes that clearly needed rest, but they were open. Jongin took a shaky breath and sobbed loudly, fat tears rolling down his cheeks. Lifting the hand to his lips, he kissed over gauze and sighed. “Hyung..”

it happened suddenly. he had been on his way to pick up his sister from work. driving her places is something he does often and on this particular night, they had been planning to go out for dinner with their mom as well.

but things changed. he never made it to ytn.

something like this had happened before in shanghai during the schedules he had for ‘i married an anti-fan’. to this day, chanyeol remembers it vividly. he left the airport and entered into the city, with twenty cars following the one he was in, trying to block the car and the road. back then he couldn’t fathom how fans could wish to push such a dangerous situation onto him like that but now, he’s just relieved it wasn’t fatal and glad that something like that hadn’t happened again.

until now.

this time, chanyeol doesn’t remember much.

it happened so fast. he had been right there, a block away from ytn when a car suddenly came out of nowhere and hit him. from there, it’s all black -- and then he remembers flashing lights and loud sirens. and then nothing again, until he’s laid in a hospital bed, a dull pain surging throughout his body. he’s sore and it hurts to move. the faint beeping next to his head is enough to have his brows furrowed and he wants it to stop because his head has a faint pound as well, the ache there also dull from the morphine.

but then -- then chanyeol feels a hand in his own, and then he manages to focus on the sound of sobbing. familiar sobbing. his eyes hurt but he forces himself to open them, because for a brief moment chanyeol doesn’t feel the pain, he doesn’t remember how sore he is. because jongin is there, right next to him, and for a moment he’s able to forget where he is. he’s able to squeeze the hand in his own.

chanyeol hears that single whisper of hyung, and he realises how completely broken it sounds. a painful ache in his chest has him grimacing, his eyes squeezed shut until it passes. it’s not from his injuries. he never wanted jongin to see him like this, in such a state -- all those times he promised the two of them would be safe forever, protected forever. but part of him is glad that it’s him and not jongin.

his throat is dry, chanyeol notices it as he swallows and it hurts as he opens his eyes again, focused solely on jongin and nothing else. it hurts less when he looks at his love. he remembers when the two of them had confessed their relationship and engagement to both of their families -- something that had been so hidden for so long, out in the open for their loved ones. he wonders if yoora is the one who called him.

moments pass and he finds himself smiling, just barely able to feel the kiss upon his gauze wrapped hand. even though it hurts, jongin makes it hurt less -- makes breathing easier.

‘you’re crying..’ it hurts to speak and his voice is pained, raspy. his throat is so dry. but he still tries as he squeezes his hand again. he wishes he could dry those tears for him. ‘don’t cry..’

[angiejjkx]

Mine if I ask, what kind of app do you use to make your videos. Or rather how you get your the MV to be display on the screen so the viewer's can see not only your reaction but the MV as well?

I use iMovie, and I use the Picture-in-Picture effect when you merge the two videos together. If that isn’t as much help I also used this youtube video to help me:

[dalaera-blog]

[past] &: silently falling.

@haeyijin

a familiar voice from outside triggered a wide yet childish smile on her face. without telling anyone or doing anything else, aera picked up her skirt and scurried outside. her footsteps were stepped deliberately and quietly to not trigger her parents of her presence leaving the house. aera’s unladylike actions got her a couple of glares from the stricter maids and probably would result in her getting a lecture from the main maid when she returned, but they did nothing to stop the plan that formed in her brain.

the minute she escaped the doors, aera took a deep breath. freedom. it had been days since the young was allowed to leave the constraints of her house. her days were filled with tiresome lessons of lady etiquettes, none of which was interest to her. the mere sight of the outside made her want to drop everything and escape, but of course, she couldn’t. aera was a lady afterall.

“jin oraboni!”

her eyes landed on her best friend’s face before aera ran up to her, wrapping her arms around him in a warm hug. his familar scent clouded around her, calming her beating heart. before he could do anything or response to her sudden action, she grabbed his hand and started running, dragging him behind her.

“hurry, oraboni. we have to escape.”

[young-kook]

“ have you seen my phone anywhere? oh wait, it’s in my hand. ”

   Jungkook shakes his head at the woman in front of him, a cheeky smile spread upon his lips at the question she had asked. He points at her phone then points up back at her, as this is not the first time she had done this. Even though he was shaking his head, he let out a soft laugh, leaving a wide smile on his lips.

“What are you thinking about that you’re constantly forgetting where your phone is?”

[hvtcha-blog]

"You look hungry, let's get you something to eat." || Welcome to Xprez!

Hiding his face, he let out a small chuckle. “ How did you know? I’m actually starving right now- Where should we go to eat? ”

[chnyul]

I'm just surprised you're working this hard.. Look at you, consistently working out. ㅋㅋㅋ Haven't slacked off once. You look good, hyung. You seem more confident now.

@masokai / cutie

is this the part where you’re going to say ‘just kidding hyung!’ and call me ugly? ㅠㅠ this is the first time you’ve said i look good.. i will remember this moment for the rest of my life.

[chnyul]

Are you sure? Are you really really sure?

@masokai​ / cutie

‘i’m sure! i’m really really really sure.’

[chnyul]

Pat my head, hyung.

@masokai / cutie

‘like this? who’s the adorable little puppy now?’

[chnyul]

“Did they really do that?”

@jenyxr

there are always struggles with being an idol, and the biggest one is always having no privacy. chanyeol usually doesn’t have too much trouble when it comes to going places around seoul since he can blend in well enough within crowds. ( though, even then, his height often times gives him away. sometimes being tall in a country where the average height is much shorter than him is a struggle. ) but when it’s been places like airports or other cities, even other countries, chanyeol has his fair share of bad experiences and some of them still leave a bad taste in his mouth. he’s usually forgiving, but fans take it too far sometimes. especially when it’s quite obvious idols want privacy in their day to day life.

chanyeol remembers just the other week when he stayed in jeju with junmyeon after the s.m. entertainment workshop in order to film for a variety show, and several times there were fans standing around, trying to follow them and take pictures whenever they could. generally, chanyeol doesn’t mind it but when he’s working with producers, directors, television hosts and also locals, he doesn’t like the thought of fans bothering everyone. several times they were asked to stop and for the most part they did, but still, several fans still tried to get glimpses of what was going on and pictures as well.

‘they really did, even though they were told to stop. it gets out of hand a lot i think.. i feel bad for people around us all the time,’ chanyeol says with a sigh as he glances at jiyoon, frowning. he knows jiyoon debuted with 4minute several years before he did with exo, so he can’t help but wonder a little, even now with her as a solo artist. ‘did you ever have problems like that? do you still have problems like that? i wonder if it ever stops being so constant.’

[chnyul]

Thanks for the video, now I want to lick you again.

anonymous

‘again..’

[chnyul]

@chaerioux // continued from here

– “ Wait a minute .. .. Is this your way of calling me old for what I’m doing? ” Chaeeun gives him a stare. It had been a while since she began her online adventures, and maybe Chanyeol was onto something ; many going by the title ‘ulzzang’ that came around during her days were now married, some even had kids. Leaving the new internet idols to be discovered, one by one. It was one of many things that made her appreciate having a fanbase – it kept the hope up of going further.

“ There’s not a chance that I’ll disappear before I reach my goals! You out of all people must know how it feels like to follow your dreams even if it can be an uphill battle. Give me some word of advice instead, I can pay it back with drunk dinner if you forget your wallet after a night out. ”

‘ah, wait-- no-- no! i wasn’t!’

chanyeol didn’t quite catch onto the way that his words could easily have sounded like he was calling her too old for her career. he laughs out of slight nervousness, and apologetically, because he knows it’s not proper to call a woman old. ( unless she is old -- but that’s not the point and there’s a word for that. ) but in a way, it could be something to worry over. it just wasn’t any of his business on what chaeeun did. it’s her life and her career, and as far as he knows, she does well.

‘i really didn’t mean it like that, i swear!’ he pauses for a moment, her offer making his laugh. he doesn’t exactly have many ‘nights out’, especially not ones that consist of drinking. from time to time, maybe. but it’s not often. even if he does go out for a night, it’s somewhere with his group of friends, and always somewhere more private. still -- how can he say no? ‘okay, okay. some advice, huh? let’s see..’ he trails off with a thoughtful look, lips pursed to the side. ‘all i can think of is -- don’t give up! giving up is the easiest way out, but hey, everything that’s rewarding in life is never easy. think of it like that. plus, the harder you work, the more rewarding it is,’ he nods once, firmly, ‘that’s how i see it. hard work means coming out on top.’

[chnyul]

@jinseinoai // continued from here!

“I really don’t know,” she murmured as she held onto the handle of the umbrella higher above their heads. Minkyung would probably strain her arm sometime soon since he is, in fact, quite tall when compared to her height but it didn’t matter because she was trying her best to shield the both of them from the rain, what more the pair of kittens that sat in a box. They’ve spent their day doing the normal things he wasn’t able to do, Minkyung specifically leading him through streets that weren’t so populated so he could enjoy his day but as they were on their way back to his entertainment building, they heard faint meowing sounds whilst passing by an alleyway only to discover the small litter of kittens. “I don’t know where it’s mum but they’re going to be cold if they stay out here any longer. They’ve probably been meowing since they’re hungry … Poor little guys.”

it’s no secret that chanyeol has a big weak spot for animals. he loves any and all animals. of all kinds. he’s been caught buying cat food and feeding stray cats by fans a couple of times, and he often gets gifts from fans as well that are animal related as well. he’s been given stuffed dogs on stage, and he even recently got a dog of his own. it’s also known that he has a fur allergy, though he never lets that stop him. so being faced with the decision of what to do about a small litter of kittens in the alleyway, all alone and in the rain and hungry, too, he knows there’s only one choice they can make. ‘we should take them somewhere dry.. we can’t leave them out here.’ the s.m. entertainment building isn’t too far, but he knows that he won’t be able to bring them there. bringing them back to the dorm is a bad idea, too -- they can’t stay there.

chanyeol kneels down in order to reach out to one of the kittens, letting out sniff him. he looks up at minkyung after with a deep drown. ‘can we bring them back to your place or something? pick them up some food and get them warm and dry..’ he swears he can feel his heart break the moment he looks back at the kittens. ‘i’ll pay for everything, i just don’t think i have anywhere to keep them.. we really can’t leave them out here. they’ll starve or--or freeze to death.. what if their mom’s.. you know..’ he trails off, horror evident in his tone. he doesn’t even want to think about what could have happened to the mother.

[chnyul]

@baecheou​ // continued from here!

Everyone thought that a petite body and a small stature had its many advantages. Everyone thought that pulling out a chair to reach for something was the easiest way to go about for someone of the same height as Joohyun. Clearly, the said female did not have the same line of thinking as these people, for she was cursing her short legs right about now. She so happened to be stuck inside the shelves of albums and records stowed away somewhere inside the SM building, standing on the tip of her toes on a mini stool as her short arms tried to reach for the one item she was tasked to get. Seems that fortune wasn’t on the short female’s side as the platform began to wobble, Joohyun gripping on what she could in order to catch her balance. Failing, and miserably at that, she finds herself tripping on her toes, almost falling face flat on the floor right as the door opened to reveal none other than a senior (who was younger than herself, mind you). Immediately, the male cracks a joke about her embarrassing fate. The female seemed to pay no mind to it, however, fixing the small stool to begin reaching for the item again. Before she commenced, however, a small glare was then flashed towards the tall male. “That’s not how you talk to a noona, Park Chanyeol.” She harrumphed.

it’s completely inappropriate to laugh at someone who is actually in need and in danger of hurting themselves. but that doesn’t make in any less funny, though -- why would it? chanyeol doesn’t understand the concept of ‘being short’. he doesn’t know what it’s like to have to stand on something just to reach the top shelf. he doesn’t know the struggle at all, but that still doesn’t make it any less funny to see someone struggling and nearly falling just to get something. joohyun may be older than him, but he is her senior -- though that doesn’t make his comment any better. ‘well, maybe this noona should ask someone to help her when she’s trying to get something she can’t reach, rather than dying in the process.’ he’s not in phased by the glare he receives, and he knows that the woman is just going to glare even harder at him. he knows joohyun isn’t one to ask for help, and he doubts she wants his help, but that doesn’t stop him from stepping closer to her and stopping next to the stool she stands on, peering up to try and see what she’s trying to grab. ‘don’t be so stubborn, let me get it for you. what are you trying to grab?’ he glances at her briefly, squinting his eyes, ‘your manager will scold you if you fall and hurt yourself.’

[chnyul]

👀 what has been the most memorable moment you've had in EXO?

@kjxngdae! “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty: accepting!

‘the most memorable moment..? honestly, there’s a lot of ‘most memorable moments’ that i’ve had in exo. but the top one would probably the day we all debuted together. why? because.. it was the day that we had all been training for. we had been working so hard, just to debut, and to debut all together.. ah, or maybe when we won our first award. or the time that we filmed ‘showtime’– ah, maybe our vacation in fiji..? i don’t know. i think every moment with exo are all the most memorable. i won’t be able to forget about any of it.’

[chnyul]

He deserves better.

anonymous!

‘lee yeol from missing nine?’

‘i agree. i don’t think he deserved to be murdered and left to float at sea… his body deserves to be found. he deserves to live! he deserves justice! please hashtag justice for lee yeol.’

[chnyul]

@kaikarie, continued from here!

How could she trust him when she was already getting too anxious to focus in anything. She knew idols and was okay with knowing them. Yet it was agonizing how she could barely stand with any male idol without getting some glances or some mean comments. And in that moment she knew why she didn’t dare to hang out with much idols. The fan had been following them for about twenty minutes now and while Chanyeol was used to it, Marie was not and it was making her heart shake.

She was used to guys following her because of her looks but it wouldn’t last much because she’d always go somewhere with a crowd or confront them. This time was different, she had read stories about fans who threw stones to idols’ girlfriends and even though she wasn’t, there could be rumors. Chanyeol had never dared to look back so they couldn’t take a picture and Marie would do the same. “Please, please tell me you have a plan.”

And after his words he grabbed her hand and began to run towards the center of Seul where there were a lot of people walking by. Both could hear the fan ran after them but in such messed up crowd, Chanyeol found their way towards an ally and hid himself and Marie behind a box. Both saw the girl keep on running and Marie could finally breathe. She moved her back against the wall and sighed.

“That was scary, how do you live with this? Would she really try to hit me if she was sure it was you?”

chanyeol knows he can’t exactly expect marie to trust him completely, not when she probably isn’t used to this sort of thing happening. hell -- he doesn’t blame her. he knows how hard it is. he lives through it often, which is why he always tries to stay as lowkey as possible, especially when he’s out with a non-idol friend. a shame, when he really thinks about it. idols should be able to have friends who aren’t idols and be able to be out with them without having to worry about whoever he might be with getting hassled. even he shouldn’t have to worry about getting hassled himself.

in this moment, he feels absolutely awful that marie has to deal with this all because of him.

‘it’ll be okay, i swear! i do have a plan!’ it’s only necessary that he has a plan when it comes to getting out of these situations. fans follow idols all the time, and he’s certainly no stranger to having fans following him. whether it’s because they’re trying to see if it’s actually him or if they know it’s him, he’s never quite sure, but he does know that losing fans isn’t too hard. and that’s exactly why he grabbed her hand to tug her into the crowded sidewalks and streets that keep seoul the bustling city that it is. and even if an alleyway isn’t ideal, it’s much better than having to run for several blocks or even a couple kilometers just to lose a pesky fan that doesn’t want to leave him alone.

what’s even worse than hiding in an alleyway is having to hide behind a box. it’s embarrassing, really, and he really hates that maria has to deal with this. by himself, he wouldn’t care so much -- but with someone else? the thought alone has him sighing. once he’s sure the fan had run past and kept going, thinking they were still within the crowd, he too slumps back against the wall, his head resting back against it as his gaze is focused on the building across from them. he doesn’t really want to answer marie’s question.

‘i usually avoid going out during busy hours,’ he admits with a sheepish laugh before he looks over at her, lips pressed together into a small frown. ‘it depends on what kind of fan it is. fans are very..’ he pauses and looks away, scrunching his nose in distaste. ‘some of them are very possessive over idols. and some of them are downright scary.. like sasaengs. the last time i had a bad experience with them was in shanghai last year..’ he trails off with a sigh, looking back towards the street they had been on. ‘ah, so tiring.’ chanyeol looks back towards marie after, offering a small, apologetic smile. ‘i’m sorry you had to deal with this-- i really am. i owe you, so let me make it up to you, yeah? anything you want!’

he pushes himself away from the wall after a moment and steps out to peer towards the street again, quick to decide that it seemed fine, and the fan that had been following them was gone. a relief, at least. he looks at the woman again afterwards with a warmer expression on his face, gesturing for her to follow. ‘it’s fine now. we’ll be fine-- you’ll be fine, i promise!’ well-- he can’t exactly promise, but he tries. ‘we’ll just be extra careful.’