#gryeri

[jongcyclopedia-blog]

All owls!!!

I'm gonna only do one of these because you don't understand how hard it is for Jongin to do some of these... Owls will be chosen randomly with random number generator.

✂ for a worried text about the receiver

[owl] Hyeri, did you not receive my last owl? I've been waiting for 15 minutes and you haven't arrived yet. Are you coming to study?

[yeonshines]

what would be love to you? how would an ideal relationship be, in your opinion?

hm, love is when you’re having a bad day and everything is better when you’re with them. it’s like having endless pizza, cheese stuffed crust and everything, and it’s just warm and everything is nice and instead of fighting you talk things out because you don’t want your significant other to be mad at you and it’s like the best hot chocolate you could ever imagine on a super cold day and like, it’s all cute and fuzzy and you just always smile around them and you can be yourself.

in my opinion, an ideal relationship would be something like me being as dorky as i can and my significant other not being embarrassed of me. and cuddling and BEING ABLE TO DANCE IN THE RAIN and forehead kisses AND NICE HUGS YES.

[yeonshines]

gryeri : was there a moment, in any situation, you just wanted to give up? what was the moment and the reason?

well, there was that one time when i wasn't doing so hot in school and i was afraid that my parents weren't going to be proud of me. and it wasn't like, i wasn't get full scores; i was barely passing and so i tried to hide it from my parents but they found out and they got me a tutor for fricking potions but I'M JUST NOT GOOD WITH POTIONS SO EVEN THE TUTOR DIDN'T HELP AND I JUST WANTED TO CRAWL INTO A HOLE BECAUSE I JUST WANT TO MAKE A POTION WELL BUT I COULDN'T. but in the end, it all worked out and now i'm ok with potions. not doing great but i'm passing this time around.

( i'm screaming bc idk man yeon soo has lived a good life?? )

[heedhun-blog]

hyeri's hair and blood and milky tea

Hyeri’s hair

Strawberries. The smell of the strawberry shampoo she uses always reminds him of childhood, nights spent huddled together in his or her bedroom. Time they've spent off to themselves, in their own little world as children because when they were younger, no one else meant more to them than each other. 

Blood

The metallic tangy scent brings up memories of worry. The time when Hyeri fell off that god awful unicorn and caught a gash in her leg, or when he himself fell down the stairs and did a number on his arm. It makes him concerned, fretful and worried. 

Milky Tea

The sweet smell of Milky Tea reminds him of days spent in South Korea, begrudgingly at first. It reminds him of afternoons sitting with his Grandfather and listening to him relay stories and watching the people pass by outside their home.

[jaybookofideas-blog]

♆ ۞ ✄

♆ :Are they prone to violent outbursts or thoughts?

No. Quite the opposite really. Violent outbursts and thoughts happens to him.

۞:Are there any inner demons they can never seem to get rid of? What are they?

Yes. If he is good enough is a huge one.

✄ :Are there any reasons why they would ever think of self-harm? If so, what are they?

Yes. Probably testing something that could potentially change the medical world of potions.

[slyjin-blog]

"you will not touch him!" ( MAKE IT ANGSTY LIKE U WHINED ABOUT )

Some quote tag shit

The air around the table was thick, there was an obvious tension and it was clear where it was radiating from. Their father was cutting at his dinner a little to forcefully and Sehun was just not eating at all, instead choosing to glare at the green beans like they had somehow wronged him (They were his father's favorite so that in themselves was enough for Sehun to classify a wrong doing). From across the table, his mother swallowed forcefully and cast a concerned look to his sister, something neither of the boys caught because when they weren't busy staring their food down, they were shooting hateful glares toward each other. 

"So... what did you do today, son--" 

Sehun was already on his answer before his mother could even finish her sentence, his tone harsh and glare biting as he stared his father down. "Nothing too interesting, but maybe you should ask Father the outcome of his meeting, you know, the one about that woman who was caught selling love potions to muggles. From what I understand everyone... got off without a hitch..." From across the table Hyeri coughed on a piece of bread and his Mother dropped her napkin. 

His father knew that he knew because Sehun had been standing right there when he open the door, arms crossed and nose scrunched, and the man didn't even have the decency to look guilty! He was angry! The nerve. 

His father's calm and collected voice spoke up, setting his silverware down carefully at he took his time wiping at his lips with his napkin. "It's true... the meeting went very well... we were able to reach an agreement." The tension was growing as Sehun clenched his fingers in the material of his pants and their mother and Hyeri looked between the two of them with wide eyes. "Much like how you and that ... friend of yours reached an agreement. You recall, don't you, Sehun? What was his name--"

"You shut your mouth!" Came Sehun's hissed reply and their mother visibly tensed. Their father was no stranger to striking the boy, mostly the result of his biting tongue taken from the very man he was spitting at. The butlers scuttling around the smaller of their dining rooms stopped in their tracks, eyes wide and blatantly staring at the family. 

"Excuse me?" His father looked shocked, surprised that his son would actually speak to him this way, and Sehun was shoving his chair back, standing to point a finger at him. 

"You heard me! That is none of your business, it is my choice who I keep as company! And in this day an age, what you do on a monthly basis is far worse than the friends I make. At least I don't carry on affa--" 

Blood on white carpet is always hard to get out and the butlers cringe when the oldest Oh twin spits out a bit of blood, just missing his shoe. Sehun has been slapped by his father before, the same reasons of shooting off his mouth standing, but by far this is the hardest he's ever met his palm. Their father was up out of his seat before he could finish and had landed a solid slap to his son's cheek, causing everyone in the room to jump. The tension was visible now, visible in how Sehun's eyes watered at the sting, the bit of blood staining his lips, the line of his father's arm, still raised and poised for another hit and most obviously his mother and sister, stone still in their chairs. Rough fingers gripped the young boy's chin as he was forced to face his father, nothing but hate and the urge to hit back written across his features. 

"You stupid boy! You have better learn your god damn place. I know things and you have no right to tell me what I speak of. I am your father! If I find it fitting to speak about your own little affair with that--" 

"Shut up, you prick." Sehun spat, drops of blood landing on the lapels of his father's suit. 

"Why you--" Hand poised to land another hit to the younger, Hyeri jumped up, the force causing her chair to tip back and crash, loud and startling on the marble floor. 

"Stop it! Stop it." She was around the table in a matter of seconds, small hands yanking at their father's arm in attempt to get him to release her brother. "Stop it, Father! You will not touch him again!" She wasn't crying, no tears were found in her eyes, only anger almost rival to his own. But, showing his true favoritism, he dropped his arms, allowing Sehun to stumble back and wipe at his busted lip with the back of his hand, smearing blood. "You will not lay a hand on him, Father!" And before their father could give an answer, or their mother could speak up, she was stalking out of the dining room, dragging a seething Sehun after her. 

But even as he let himself be pulled away, there was the bubbling feeling that this was not the last of it. They wouldn't sweep this under the rug like usual, Hyeri would let him and there would be a price to pay with his father...and possibly his sister too, if the way her nails were digging into his wrist were anything to go by. This was definitely not the last of this...

[heedhun-blog]

where's my hug

Come and get it. 

[missxbellerose-blog]

squeals all txts/owls pls!!!

Send ✉ for an 2 AM text

{ owl: main bb } hyeri it’s too early for this

{ owl: main bb } no i will not get you food in the kitchen at this early time of day, i suspect getting myself in trouble

Send ✘ for an unsent text

{ owl: main bb } i.. had a thing with dae.. i’m sorry i couldn’t tell you.. i’m a bad friend. you don’t deserve this.

{ owl: main bb } i’m not sure how much time i have left to be here.. to be honest with you..

Send ☠ for a threatening message

{ owl: main bb } how dare you tell my mother of my plans and my life. she has nothing to do with me anymore— she’s never been a mother. she’s as useless a lamp post that just stands there. i may call her “mother” but she will never be a mother to me— anymore..

Send ❤ for a lusty/loving/affectionate message

{ owl: main bb } … it’s weird, you’re like my sister. you mean a lot to, you know? more than you think— i know we may not get along but.. you’re all i have.