#nshyeri

[lunaelisx]

( sms // literal baby ) it would look extremely cute on you. and because i said so!

[ text: Tink ] 凸(｀⌒´メ)凸

[lunaelisx]

( sms // literal baby ) okay, hot pink it is!

[ text:Tink ] What just happen. ( ಠ_ಠ )[ text:Tink ] I think I’m fucking scared for once.[ text:Tink ] Hot pink will not accent anything what the hell, Hyeri !

[lunaelisx]

( sms // literal baby ) hot pink.

[ text:Tink ]  Hot pink ? (¬▂¬)[ text:Tink ] Why not something blue ?! To go with my eyes—[ text:Tink ] Duh !

[lunaelisx]

( sms // literal baby ) what if i painted your nails while you were asleep? how mad would you be?

[ text:Hyeri ] Well, I don’t know. I would be sleeping. :|[ text:Hyeri ] That doesn’t mean you should do it tho.[ text:Hyeri ] Wait, what colour ?

[ixorias-blog]

nshyeri replied to your post:( sms // Soojung ) hi. are you ready to become a...

( sms // soojung ) if this is soodaddy, then no, i do not have the wrong number.

An uncharacteristic snort almost shattered through the serious tension that saturated the meeting room, draining the remaining minutes of the meeting in silence. Argent soldiers filed out one by one, hushed voices came in form of murmurs as they passed Soojung by. She was last to leave, plump lower lip caught between teeth in an attempt to fight the amusement that threatened to spill across her lips.

( sms:hyeri ) Soodaddy is kind of busy, can't you find a substitute?

[ixorias-blog]

( sms // Soojung ) hi. are you ready to become a snack bar.

( sms:hyeri ) this gives me a rather unsettling feeling.

( sms:hyeri ) please tell me you got the wrong number.

[lunaelisx]

( sms // alex // 2:30 AM ) can you stop placing the dishes up so high. i wanna have cereal but i can't reach the damn bowl alex gODDAMN IT.

He was lying on his mattress, his head hanging off the edge as he read issue #1 of Spiderman and the X-men upside down. A recent purchase from the comic book store down the street, it was there that sellers mistaken Alex’s exterior for a typical young man, living the prime of his life thriving for a disillusioned reality through splashes of vivid colours across grainy images of super heroes. It was superficial. His phone vibrated beside him, a hand reluctantly retreating from the comic to reach for it, or rather feel for it since his eyes were glued to the page he was currently on. He checked the caller i.d, then read the text to himself, and in his head he heard her voice saying ( yelling ) to him. [ text: Hyeri: 2:30:20 AM ] Shouldn’t you be getting your beauty sleep.[ text: Hyeri: 2:31 AM ] Wait, when did we have cereal ?? Is it Fruit Loops ??

[kaixns-blog]

♛!!!

"Subject Lee Hyeri identified as a werewolf, is sentenced to execution for manslaughter, acts of treason against the government, and attempt to bribe an authority figure of the Argent Coalition."

The Argent soldier, assigned as the orator of the public execution, lowered his script and allowed the palpable silence to cling thickly to the humid air. There were just rows and rows of Argent soldiers watching from the crowd, their bemused (and a few horrified) expressions all hidden beneath the tinted shield of their helmets. A semi-circle had formed around the female captive who was thrown into the center of the makeshift ring of sorts, made to stand with a zap of a cattle prod to her leg.

She would have screamed from the blistering sting of the prod, if only her body wasn’t numbed all over, the white heat of the rod touching her leg paling in comparison to the scorching burns she suffered throughout. The Argents had tortured her for hours, only sparing some bare relief on the brink of her death, to publicize her end to those that watched from the scene and on television at home. She was broadcasted to be an example. She was a warning to all werewolves that ignored the consequences that followed crimes committed against the government, like falling in love with an Argent. Loving Kai as much as she had (and did) had been her undoing, and although she lied in a muddy pool of her own blood and rainwater, she regretted none of the days she spent with Kai. Meeting him. Seeing him. Kissing him.

“Release him," was all she heard from the orator before she saw a beast literally being walked out of the facility. It was Kai. Or, was it? Hyeri staggered and tried to stand upright, but even the rain pelting her felt like lead, and her vision blurred every second or so. It was Kai; rather, what was left of him, anyway.

He stood a six foot tall beast with flashing purple eyes and yellowed fangs oozing saliva, not even a single tuft of his glossy black fur resembling the kind werejaguar he used to be. With the first whiff of his prey, the werejaguar roared and tugged violently at the silver chain that dug into his sinewy neck, practically dragging the four men that kept him from pouncing on her immediately. It snapped its jaws, snarled, silver-tipped claws and teeth sharpened for murder just one fatal slash away from killing Hyeri on the spot. But, the Argents loved to be amused, kept him leashed so Hyeri could see for herself what had become of her beautiful, loving man. They wanted to change her. Poison her. Destroy her from the inside-out so even the fondest memories would be pulverized.

However, Hyeri gazed upon the beast fondly, nothing but love in her eyes for something that could rip her apart, limb from limb. “Kai,” she spoke gently, reaching out to the snapping teeth and bloodshot eyes. “Kai, come to me. It’s okay.” Her eyes filled with tears as she spoke, but they were quickly rinsed by the heavy rain that drenched them both. Quite ironic, she thought, that she really would die drowning in the ocean inside of her.

The werejaguar was slowly gaining on her, tugging relentlessly against the soldiers that drew him back. She welcomed him, wanting nothing more than this: to have him be her sweet release. “It’s okay,” she whispered, her heart tearing apart thinking of how Kai was probably struggling inside the monster, suffering more than she was. “It’s okay, you don’t have to fight it anymore.”

When the chain snapped, everything instantly went blurry and red. The werejaguar had slashed its silver-tipped claws through her torso, its jaws clenching into her throat. It was a gruesome sight. Her blood had sprayed everywhere, painting in streaks where the werejaguar had dragged her, and, worst of all, she was still alive, barely hanging on by her dwindling regenerating effects. She could no longer speak, but her hand lifted to shakily but sweetly brush the beast’s ear the way she had sifted her fingers through Kai’s hair on lazy Saturday mornings. Her lips captured the silent syllables of an ‘I love you’ before her hand slipped from the beast’s muzzle and landed limply onto the dried grass. Hyeri passed away smiling, knowing that—if this was to be her fate every single time—she still would have approached the sun-kissed boy on that very same beach with a twinkle in her eyes.