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。。。 ([personal profile] swivet) wrote in [community profile] memespots2014-01-03 11:01 pm

the RAD BROMANCE meme


THE RAD BROMANCE* MEME!


* girls and all beings of other genders most definitely count as bros.

just a meme for fun people who just want to chill out and embark upon kickass friendship shenanigans.

✎ comment with the name and group (if they are in one). don't forget to add your preferences (AU/Non-AU, Het/Slash/OTA, etc.) in the subject line of your comment.
✎ use rng if you want to or just choose a scenario or two and mix and match.
✎ have fun!


1. CHOW TIME:
Food! Everybody loves food. It is the best social lubricant. Cooking it. Burning it. Eating it. Throwing it around! All kinds of food! A picnic, or a diner, or a barbecue, or a swanky restaurant which is going to regret letting you in very soon. The possibilities are endless.

2. SLAM DUNK:
Fuck yeah, sports. Who doesn't love getting all hot and sweaty in the sun? Balls, frisbees, cricket bats! Or, if you'd prefer not to torture yourself with physical exertion, maybe a game of pool is more your style.

3. ROCK N' ROLL:
It's always been your dream to play in a band together! Finally, you are making it happen. You are the most awesome bandmates and you make the best music. You are going to be stars!
(Or not?)

4. GAME NIGHT:
Pawn to d4. Get out of jail free. Colonel Mustard did it in the conservatory with the revolver. Nooo, I told you not to pull that Zenga block out! I warned you, bro.

5. DARES & PRANKS:
Truth…or dare! Or maybe just the lot of you wrecking everybody else's shit. What a bunch of clowns. But face it! It was hilarious. Just maybe not for, uh, that particular guy, who is coming over here, right now, with that look on his face…

6. INTO THE WILD:
For some bizarre reason, you decided to leave your nice, comfy beds behind and camp outside. In the dark. In a tent! Or even just a sleeping bag, under the staaaaars. Don't burn the marshmallows! What was that noise?

7. REV THE ENGINES:
Look at this awesome ride. You'd be happy to take your friends for a spin, of course! Wind in your hair, radio blasting music, the works. Although you would never let them touch the wheel. Nope. This car is your baby (or your parents') and that would be an extremely dumb thing to do!

8. MAKE A SPLASH:
Whether it's an ocean or your backyard or a jungle pool, there's nothing like a good dunk in the water to cool you off! I hope you can swim, because you are going in. Right now!

9. DISNEYLAND!
The smell of cotton candy, the tinny music, the cooling puddle of vomit near the exit to the rollercoaster. It brings you back to when you were ten years old and you thought this was amazing! Or maybe you still do. Who knows. Either way, there are plenty of things to keep a friend or two occupied for a day.

10. SOMETHING ELSE
What? These traditional, sacred bonding activities are dull and cliched? Your friendship is special and you need to do something a little more special? Jeez, what a wet blanket. Kidding! In that case, you are limited only by your own imagination.

lu han | whoop whoop ch!line | #10

(Anonymous) 2014-01-04 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"duck is missing and there's a shadow in the downstairs hall and no one's home and i can hear thunder and what if someone is here to kill me?" by the end of his rambling lu han is nearly in tears, his grip white-knuckled around his phone, wide-eyed and breathless as he hides in his massive cavern of a closet.

he's not even completely alone, shifts of bodyguards with massive (most likely illegal) weapons circling the grounds of the manor house, the housekeeper bustling around outside but lu han is nothing if not wildly imaginative, and his brain has already taken the right turn into 'oh my god what if they're all working to kill me?!' territory.

there is honestly no other options but to call suho hyung, because okay baba is scary with his face but they all know that appa is the one that Gets Shit Done. and suho hyung is much more amiable to crawling into closets after him in the middle of the night than baba is.

"you have save me," lu han cries, and duck honks pitifully from his place under lu han's free arm.

(Anonymous) 2014-01-05 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
Lu Han's paranoia is completely unfounded at worst but there's no denying it's the cutest. What Suho likes the most about his youngest's infrequent freakouts is the fact that he can use it to duck out of most, if not all, of the work that is required of him.

It's late and he's exhausted, but there is no escape from the Minister's office when some PR lackey calls a meeting to discuss how his father's approval rating had gone down a half point and how This Was Clearly An Emergency. There's talk of rehabbing his father's image to suit a more youthful voting public, talk that makes Suho roll his eyes and disguise it by looking out the window and hide a yawn behind a hand. Adults make no sense to him — even when they think like kids, every suggestion thrown out feels so fucking dated. The 'youthful voting public' won't fall for song-and-dance routines anymore, you idiots.

When his phone vibrates, and Lu Han's face fills the screen, he seizes the opportunity to step out of the boardroom, handset pressed to his ear and head ducked low as he makes for the door. Suho listens as their youngest wails before speaking. "Duck is not missing, I just heard him," he murmurs into the phone patiently. To any nosy onlookers, Kim Suho looks like he is attending to a grave family emergency. "No one is going to kill you, Lu."

'Thank you', is what he murmurs to the secretary who returns with his coat, gives her a smile as he shrugs it on. "I'm on my way so just stay where you are." Which in this case most likely meant the closet in the fifth room on the first floor of the Lu mansion. After all, why take chances on his son's safety? There may very well be someone out to kill him, in a massive house surrounded by a 24/7 security detail. One never knew, maybe a ninja had managed to slipped through the CCTV.

He makes his way to the carport and flings his case into the passenger seat as he gets in. "I'll be there in a half-hour," he assures Lu Han, reaching for the seatbelt with his free hand. A half-hour barring apocalyptic traffic; what kind of weather was this for winter? "Be good? Okay? Appa's driving now. Don't cry. Don't be scared."