#gry:jay

[hellisastateofmind-blog]

gryjay || somewhere only we know

Coincidentally, Jay wasn't the only forgetful one. Though it wasn't her fault she fell asleep longer then expected. Now able to ease some of her exhaustion, she wakes up incoherent, and very much confused as to what had happened over the last few hours. There's a degree of panic in her eyes until she remembers, a sigh leaving her lips as she falls slack against the couch. Gaze flickering to the clock, she stands and then groans. Three hours had passed. And since there was no sign of her boyfriend anywhere, she could only assume he'd either a) drowned in the shower or b) forgotten. She opted for b. Standing, she wraps one of the blankets from the love seats around her shoulders so she could walk to the Gryffindor common room. That was the best option to check first she decides. In a sleep drunken haze, she makes her way down the moving staircases and attempts not to fall to her death. The Fat Lady's portrait comes into view and she yawns. Thankfully there's a few students already entering, so she follows behind quietly, careful to not gain the attention of the portrait so she wouldn't get caught. There's no surprise in her eyes when she files in to see Jay completely passed out on one of the couches, snoring a bit loudly, and looking more childlike then normal. Clara laughs, covering her mouth with her hand before rolling her eyes. "I cannot believe.. Alright I guess you deserved a rest." She murmurs, walking across the carpeted floor to kneel down next to the sofa he's taking his nap on. For a moment she just lets his slumber continue and decides he looks very cute indeed. "Jay.." She cooed softly, a palm resting against his cheek. Her thumb runs over the skin affectionately, speaking his name once more. "Wake up sleepy head. Pretty please? That position can't be comfortable."

[ravjongin-blog]

Happy Belated Birthday.

Sorry this is late. I had some trouble getting this to work

Anyway… This is my latest potion creation.

"Lake in a bottle"

Just throw it somewhere and instant lake.

<3 Jay

"Lake in a bottle...?" he read aloud, brows furrowed in curiosity, and he picked up the little bottle to shake it with a couple of fingers, a slow smile spreading across his lips as he slipped the small object into one of his pockets, heading out the Ravenclaw dorms to go straight towards the lake and forbidden forest with the intention of testing it out immediately. He would write a thank-you letter once he was down there, he decided, showing a few rare grins to those he passed by on the way; he'd probably still be content, even if the potion didn't work.

[ravclara]

gryjay ||

It had been a total of two weeks and seven hours since she last saw Jay, and it was no surprise that her mood had decreased greatly over that time span. Not even Luka's constant coddling could cheer her up, which said something greatly about how the whole thing had affected her. Nights were often restless and sleep was a rare occasion she quite missed. Clara rubs her eyes, yawning softly as she holds her coat to her chest, feet trailing lazily down the corridor.

It was a Saturday, and mostly everyone was still tucked away in their beds. Her sketchbook had been brought along, but she had no heart to even place a pencil to a piece of paper. So instead she wandered aimlessly, hoping that maybe she would have a sudden epiphany or pass out. Preferably the second one. Eyes drift down the hallway,  a sudden flash of white cutting in and out of her vision.

But those few seconds were enough to see that ever so recognizable figure, and she drops her coat and art supplies to the ground, feet picking up to a run. Could it be? Now she's wondering if she's gone insane, seeing hallucinations of her boyfriend to cope with said insanity. But it was too good to possibly dismiss. Clara follows the direction of where she thought the mysterious apparition (could she call it that?) had gone to.

A movement catches her eye behind one of the pillars along the hall and she rushes toward it, coming faced to face with a wall. Fists clench at her sides and hands raise feel the wall for a moment then push forward. The stone lurches open, and she comes to realize that the figure she had seen was in fact, who she thought it was.

His clothing looked as if it had just been thrown on with no thought whatsoever, buttons in the wrong holes and there was a significant difference in his appearance, though she couldn't pinpoint what exactly it was. But.. it was him, in the flesh. Not a ghost or figment of her imagination. Real. Alive.

"J-jay?" 

A silence and then-

"Jay. Park. You. Fuck."

[sleepyeri-blog]

What's the worst thing you thought of doing?

"ah…there was this time i thought on runnin’ through my grandma’s favorite flower garden and i might have or not influentiated blaine to ruin it…don’t tell her that!" the last sentence comes as a scream, followed by a fit of giggles. hyeri had always had a hard time being serious when it came to those questions— she could try, of course, but it was hard to keep a poker face when you weren’t angry or hungry. and, fortunately, she wasn’t both.

yet, she could think of a few occasions worse, by her own self dictation, than some pretty flowers being plugged. there was that time— the silver-haired girl closes her eyes for a few seconds, before opening them with a short nod. “on my first year here, i thought of quittin’ everythin’, to disappear into the woods and never be seen or heard o’ again.”

exaggeration or not, that was the truth. while her brother went to slytherin, with many of the people she knew, she was alone in a sea of red and golden, with louder, more excited, braver people she had ever met and the thought of not fitting in (even if she realized over the years they had values, morals, honor, standards, everything too much like hers), along with all the rest was overwhelming.

it was only after her first christmas break that the youngest oh changed, from outside and inside. her hair had been chopped to her chin, and she sported a hair colour that fitted her house more than the silver one she was born with, and her smile didn’t fail when sehun would stay with snakes instead of her, neither when she started making friends, especially with the ones that slept right next to her. 

"sometimes, i still want t’disappear into the woods.” she mused, but her grin broke on her extra thoughtful face. “but i’d probably take a lion mate with me now.”

[ravclara]

Holiday || Clara&Jay

Fingers flitted nervously over her dress as she smoothed it down, anxious as ever. Really she shouldn't be anxious, it was her home- no need to worry right? But this time she wasn't alone, no, she had the company of another. Her hand found Jay's as the taxi rounded the road that lead to her grandparents home. The land went on for miles, acres of green grass which halted at an Apple vineyard (and yes it was because of Apple that it was there.) a birthday present Clara recalled. Her family loved her, she knew, but they also judged her every move, and bringing her boyfriend was a big one. She sighs and bites down on her lower lip, iris's scanning the newly snow coated grounds. The gravel driveway underneath the tires of the car made her lean into Jay's shoulder, heart beat racing. "I can't do this.. I'm going to die three seconds from the door just wait."

[sleepyeri-blog]

15 - 25

15:Hair Color?

silvery blonde.

16:Favorite Quote?

it changes very often, but for now it could be “the thing women have yet to learn is nobody gives you power. you just take it.”

17:Favorite singer?

choi junhong, hands down.

18:Favorite color?

blue!

19:Loud music or soft?

between both? a powerful singer that can be loud, but still going well with softer melodies.

20:Where do you go when you’re sad?

ah, the woods back home. to my brother’s arms if i’m at school. that rarely happens, though. sulking is not a trait i carry.

21:How long does it take you to shower?

depends, but usually more than ten minutes. the record time was five hours, but i was in and out of the shower, mostly.

22:How long does it take you to get ready in the morning?

not much. after i shower, five to fifteen minutes is enough, but there are days i just take my time so i won’t be sleeping through classes or anything.

23:Ever been in a physical fight?

are ye serious— i can nae count how many, and i’m great at counting. all i ken, is that i’ve won all of them, no further discussion.

24:Turn on?

people who pays attention. after-shave lotion, or a beard that scratches, but still is not nasty. tanner skin, and smiles and loud, sincere laugh, and before any of those, daehyun’s (hair, body, face, small mole under his eyes, etc etc etc….) voice.

25:Turn off?

bad hygiene, manners and values. also lies, and weak arguments.

[baehyunj-blog]

What is the flight speed of an unladen swallow?

i’m sorry bro but i didn’t watch monty python and the holy grail. i will have to direct you to alex because she’s smarter than i am in that area. like, math and stuff.