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@exghjiyeon-blog
so after much pondering, i decided to drop jiyeon. sadly i lost all muse for her even though it was skyrocketing when i joined, but... i don’t know what happened, it just kind of did ;;; i’m sorry to all those i was plotting with, hopefully we’ll see each other in the future! stay awesome, kids ♡
( – hard carry )
(...)
his smile slowly turned sour as he saw who was on the other side, opening the door with a sigh as he leaned on the door frame, arms crossed. her coming over only meant one thing: something happened and his home was not for eos problems.
“what now?”
jiyeon can’t help but snicker once the door opens and she finds her superior dressed up in (her opinion) rather embarrassing silk pyjamas; the smile quickly fading when she receives such a lackluster welcome, lips curving downsides to form a disappointed pout as she gives herself permission to step inside the house – that is, if he doesn’t push her right out.
“what do you mean ‘what now’? is that really how happy you are to see the best and most adorable employee of yours?” she asks, putting down the cat carrier to open it up, wiggling elizabeth out of it hurriedly, but with care. these two might hate each other with a burning passion, but there’s a reason why jiyeon had kept her alive all these years, and she’s not going to ever change her mind about that part.
she grabs elly’s tiny paw and shakes it a little in yuuto’s direction imitating a waving gesture. “yes, that’s right, daddy is right there! you’ve been dying to see him, right? of course you were!” jiyeon chirps, elizabeth the 6th’s purs intensifying as she is handed over to the male.
“elly missed you so much, so by all means, don’t leave her hanging, huh?” jiyeon says, a wide grin of satisfaction plastered all over her face – though it’s only a facade, really, a lousy attempt at deceiving her boss while she musters up her courage to confess. “do you have coffee?”
( – knife in the back )
––
so he watches without lifting a finger, and lets the light behind him cast shadows where his face should be seen.
“by all means,” he says, pushing of the wall and walking with slow, easy steps, “don’t let me interrupt you.”
well, isn’t this just unpleasant. it’s not the first time jiyeon is caught in the act and is probably not the last, either. she doesn’t generally care about who sees her feeding, but to actually have the bystander talk to her – that is truly a rare happening.
what is she supposed to do now? she definitely can’t hide her actions now, because they’re laid out right in front of the male’s eyes as if put on a display. it would be silly to run away or try to clean up the mess she had made by now.
“you’re not interrupting me, but thanks for the generosity,” she says, taking a few steps closer to the stranger, closing the distance between them slowly, completely taking her time so she could scrutinize his face better – only to recognize his features right away after her enhanced sight erases the shadows falling onto him.
“what the fuck? eunjae?”
the memories that flood her are so ambivalent that it causes a slight headache; the encounter itself being such an unexpected turn of events that she has to close her eyes for a split second not to let all the pent up feelings broke out of the carefully locked box of her suppressed emotions. “now, this is definitely not something i expected. i was hoping i would never see you again.”
( – this is gonna hurt )
this day certainly hasn’t been going like she had planned.
she has already kind of gotten used to the ccg chasing her. it hasn’t been more than few months that she had been marked an a-ranked ghoul, but she definitely has been experiencing what that rank entails. usually, it didn’t bother her. most of the time, it would be just one investigator or maybe two; generally either beginners, or not too skilled members jiyeon can easily deal with.
she doesn’t know why so many doves decided to honor her with their attention today, but she’s not really liking the numbers. and after a while, she realizes that there’s not much she can do against them but run until they lose sight of her.
but they’re good. and to jiyeon’s biggest misfortune, they all have ukakus which clearly doesn’t help her situation. she is not planning to die here, not tonight; she has to deal with these motherfuckers as long as possible, she knows that, but there’s only so much she can do.
she realizes it too late. she’s so focused on avoiding the repeated attacks of their weapons that she sees she has been chased into a dead end way too late. she stops, abruptly, almost running and colliding against the wall that marks the end of her escape and she looks up only to notice just how fucking tall the buildings surrounding her are.
fucking shit. // @ghjiyong
( – hard carry )
as deep as jiyeon’s hatred for elizabeth 6th is, she happens to be just as useful sometimes. like when she needs to melt people’s ice cage a little bit, or distract them or just fill their minds with happy and lovely thoughts generated by this fluffy fur ball to overthrow the darkness.
like right now, when she has to admit to her superior, who has always trusted her the most, that she had fucked up.
but, she cannot think about that right now. she needs to maintain a cheerful and carefree attitude until yuuto is occupied with elizabeth enough and she can spill the beans hopefully with smaller consequences than normally. it’s a silly (and probably useless) plan, but she has to try.
that is the reason why she’s standing in front of yuuto’s door with a cat carrier home to a rather excited kitten, ready to throw her right at her superior the minute he opens the door for her. // @ghxyuuto
asdasdk sorry to those i only sent the message ‘K’ i rushed past the title and thought that sole letter was the only thing i needed to send just pretend it’s ‘I want the K’ ok whee zes
"i would like to order all the money,"
( club penguin meme status : not accepting ! )
“how surprising, i want the same,” jiyeon agrees, her eyelashes batted in the most innocent way she could ever pull off, probably standing way too close to her superior. “but oppa, can you really say that to a barista? i doubt she would be able to fulfill that request of yours," she asks, her tone filled with mimicked concern as she points her gaze at the woman standing behind the café’s counter, obviously seeming completely loss at words regarding the current situation.
poor girl, she has no idea just whom she is dealing with. jiyeon reaches out to link an arm with jongin, hoping that he wouldn’t push her away, a (hopefully) friendly smile flashed at the barista. “i’m sorry about him, he’s a bit desperate. an iced americano and an espresso, please.”
"i'll ask my mom,"
( club penguin meme status : not accepting ! )
“right, right. your mum. like always, you’re too much of a pussy,” jiyeon groans, a deep sigh rolling off her tongue as she pinches her own forehead, eyes closing for a split second. “you can just tell me that you don’t want to do it. no need to be like that, honestly. how did you even become an investigator? i hate your kind so much yet i can’t ever think of feeling any hatred towards you, only pity.”
her words don’t even cut like a knife anymore; although she means every single syllable, nayeon has probably already gotten used to jiyeon roasting her on any chance she gets. it’s become somewhat part of her routine and isn’t serious anymore, jiyeon just simply can’t imagine her talking to nayeon in any different way. it would make her uncomfortable, to say the least, because she doesn’t know different.
“but, fine. i’m not going to force you to try. i’ll just have fun on my own.”
"do drugs they said. it will be fun they said,"
( club penguin meme status : not accepting ! )
“i’m sorry, but who the fuck said that?” jiyeon scoffs, her eyes rolling around in their socket before they are pointed at her perfectly manicured nails. she notices the polish being slightly chopped on her right index finger and she has to suppress a sound of dissatisfaction.
“why are you telling me this, though? as if i was the one who told you to use whatever you had,” she murmurs, her arms folded over her chest and her head tilting to the side slightly. “but, since you brought it up, you probably have a reason. so, what happened? did you end up making something really stupid?”
( – knife in the back )
lately, hunting sessions have become so boring.
her body doesn’t even desire the amount of food she hunts down weekly, which is probably why she often ends up leaving barely tasted dead bodies all around. she knows that she’s going to end up in huge trouble soon enough if she doesn’t start either restraining herself from killing so much or cleaning up after herself, but in the current moment, she honestly couldn’t care less. she has to cure her boredom, and although hunting is boring in itself, at least it gives her something to distract her mind from things.
this time, she’s actually craving meat, so it’s not that bad – she clearly doesn’t need an entire body, though, so she barely advances past the thighs of today’s victim. jiyeon managed to find a rather attractive woman for today’s treat, with thick thighs promising a juicy, fatty source of meat, her favorite kind. although she loathes men, she often ends up choosing women if she wants to eat, simply because she’s a lover of soft, tasty curves on their body and they easily get her to lose control of her hunger.
well, isn’t that somewhat sickening.
blood smeared all over her face, she doesn’t even bother licking it off when she’s done. her fingers traced along the thin waist of the woman whose legs and thighs have been cruelly bitten and torn apart in ways that’s hard on the eyes and the stomach, she takes one last bite from her victim before reaching out for the mask that had been tossed around and slipping the toothy grin resembling that of a cheshire cat covering her entire mouth and one eye back onto her face.
but when she turns around to leave, she is not alone. // @gheunjae
( – make me wanna die )
ghxareum:
if jiyeon wanted to kill her, she can try. if she was going to ask jiyeon to do her a favor, it wouldn’t be the first time that she openly suggested someone to kill her, end a life that wasn’t worth living. it’s a state of mind that no one knew she had. to be killed by someone such as jiyeon, no fucking way and she wasn’t going to let that happen. so she refuses.
“please try, i dare you.” she says, knowing fully well that she wouldn’t.
how fucking bothersome for things to end up this way. it’s funny, in a way; to think about how the only thing she had yearned for all those years ago was to be loved. to be loved, to be loved, to be loved. nothing more, nothing less. how lucky she had felt when after her grandmother, she even found friends. she had found ahreum, a girl whose family was just as fucked up as hers, just in a different way, who was willing to dedicate jiyeon the love she thirsted for.
she used to be ready to give ahreum everything she had. she truly had been.
and now, here they are, two messed up girls with a shared past but nothing left for them to blossom. it’s all rotten, their ruined friendship, their lives, their purpose – both of them desperately wanting to die, to disappear, so that they wouldn’t have to deal with everything that had happened to them, but only one of theirs wish can become reality.
and jiyeon knows full well that neither of theirs are going to come true.
“have you always been this pathetic?” the question rolls off her tongue easily, smoothly, as if the fact that they had become individuals with a burning hatred for each other wouldn’t bother her even in the smallest portion. even when she, who once used to be her best friend, whom once she had sworn everything to, dares her to end her life, right there, right now; her face still remains that inscrutable mask of emptiness, completely contradicting the storm playing inside the heart made up of broken pieces forcefully put back together.
she lunges forward, her hand wrapped tightly around ahreum’s neck as she leaves her no time to respond (her superhuman speed giving her the upperhand), pinning her against the cold stone wall of the abandoned alley; her grip loosening to allow her room to break away from her hold if she wanted to, but eyes locked with hers, lips squeezed tight.
“why do you want to die so badly? would you really be okay with it if it was me who ended your life? do you really not have anything worth living for?”
club penguin bans sentence starters
"i'm a fucking piece of pizza,"
"holy shit toto, we sure as fuck ain't in kansas anymore,"
"i ain't fucking with these christmas lights anymore,"
"why is the only angry one black?"
"get in loser, we're going sledding,"
"jesus fucking christ, that cookie hot as shit,"
"ah yes, my meth lab is ready,"
"i need this life vest 'cos i'm drowning in the pussy,"
"i could kill you right now, no one would wear you scream,"
"i could go back and pretend to be you,"
"fashion police, you're definitely under arrest,"
"you're tearing this family apart, ___"
"what do you mean you're being murdered? that's illegal, people can't do that,"
"i'm wanted for stealing yo girl/boy,"
"wanna hear a joke? your future,"
"i would like to order all the money,"
"when i see stars i think of you. because you're only beautiful from a distance,"
"do it for the vine,"
"you dress like an idiot,"
"girl/boy, are you because i want to take you out,"
"hey you forgot something. your social life,"
"help me hide this body in here,"
"did you just propose, using emojis?"
"do drugs they said. it will be fun they said,"
"it's called capitalism,"
"thank you for helping me commit cannibalism,"
"shit, we on national television,"
"bitch, throw one more snowball at me,"
"can you leave my house please?"
"i'm sensing you're a bit of a bitch,"
"can i pay you in swag?"
"excuse me, do you know where i can find the booty?"
"what the flipper?"
"santa isn't real,"
"what do penguins do in a race? they peng-win,"
"a milkshake ain't a goddamn pizza,"
"locked up because my eyebrow game was too strong,"
"man, look at all this fuckin' dope,"
"fuck it, i ain't running,"
"hey, do you wanna join my gang?"
"i'll ask my mom,"
"smooth as butter,"
HEYYYYYYYYYYOOOOOO lovely people!!! the rp is finally open and i’m so excited to be here and rp with all of you ~u~ i’m niky, the mun of this unstable lil brat jiyeon who’s a either ur best friend or ur worst enemy there’s no in-between istg. anywhooooo, i really look forward to interacting with you all ! here’s her about/bio page, and i dont have a plot page yet because im uncreative sOBS ;;;; but in all means ! under read more i put some info on jiyeon for easy access ~ woot woot
she was a mistake, her parents hated her since the moment she was born
she ran away from home when she was twelve, she was found on the streets by her grandmother (miraculous luck, isn’t it?)
grandma raised her, she loved her with all her heart and jiyeon dedicated her entire heart to her, grandma made sure that jiyeon can live a full life blending into the crowd but still getting fed properly
….until they murdered her and jiyeon’s world shattered into a million pieces
she still hasn’t found her own path since tbh
believed that her parents were responsible for her grandma’s death because they threatened her that they would get her back four years after she had ran away, turned out that she was murdered by a human investigator
(but what she does not know, that her mother is responsible for that; she was the one sending in the tip about her grandmother to the ccg)
she’s pretty messed up in the brain. she has intense mood swings and can be super cheerful & funny in one second, but in the next she’ll calmly talk about how she would devour you as whole
she’s also somewhat of a masochist. she often hurts herself physically in one way or another; the origin of this is probably those few months after her grandmother’s death when she tried to suppress the emotional pain by physical, which is rather hard as a ghoul, so it was… intense
she doesn’t hate humans, but she hates the ccg and everyone related to it
she has a persian cat named elizabeth 6th whom she hasn’t eaten only because she got her from her grandmother on her sixteenth birthday (otherwise, they hate each other basically)
…..what else
