omniaxkyunghee

[omniaxkyunghee]

omniaxlaotien:

As soon as Laotien’s eyes fell upon the small creature, her heart sank. The happiness that she had been filled with seemed to fizzle and her face grew solemn. She couldn’t believe she hadn’t noticed it. The fact that she had nearly stepped on such a thing made her feel incredibly guilty. How would she feel if someone stepped on her dead body? Not very good, she presumed. And as sorrowful as she felt for the small squirrel, she couldn’t help but be perplexed by the older woman stuffing the animal into a plastic baggy. Her eyebrows knitted together and Loatien stared for a long moment before saying anything. “Save him.. Can you really bring him back?”

A slow smile spread across her lips, feeling the weight of the girls gaze on her. Kyunghee had a flair for dramatics and liked drawing attention to herself in general, but it was all the better if she had the attention of a pretty girl. Still, it looks like she might’ve gone about it in an unfortunate way this time. The smile slipped off when her words were echoed, the corners of her mouth turning down- as she didn’t intend on making her misunderstand. There was no God or being on this Earth capable of resurgence. “Bring him back? Oh, my. No. I’m better at making people disappear than I am saving them,” she says rather ominously. Kyunghee finished putting the rodent in the bag, zipping it up and giving the girl a bright smile. “I just meant that it’s a good thing the body is still mostly in tact. Most people tend to see taxidermy as a serial killer hobby, but it depends on perspective. With my works, I don’t like leaving anything for the birds.” She was the bird, in this case.

 “You can make candles and soap from the fat. Even after death, they serve a purpose. Isn’t that a comforting thought?” Perhaps she was running her mouth a little too much at a stranger- as she suddenly felt embarrassed that she began rambling on about something that the other girl might’ve deemed unpleasant. But it was something that both calmed Kyunghee and made her passionate. Things like that were hard to come by these days, especially since everything else seemed to tire her out. “Sorry, I got a little carried away. I’m Kyunghee.”

[omniaxkyunghee]

Like most vultures do, Kyunghee was out scavenging. But not for new recruits- it’d be too easy to pick just any young troubled teen and promise them a better life, and it wasn’t how she operated when she needed new members. Today, she was scavenging for something different. It was for one of her ever-growing list of hobbies. Strolling down the side of the pathway in a park, she spotted something interesting out of the corner of her eye but there was someone approaching quickly, about to step on it. “Watch out! You’re gonna step in it!” She waved her glove covered hands frantically, dashing over to the dead squirrel. 

Rather than worrying that the person was about to put their shoes in something unsavory (like dog shit) she was more concerned about them damaging the specimen. “That was a close one, wasn’t it?” She bent down to pick up the baby squirrel, gently turning it’s stiff body in her hands and examining it. There was a bit of damage to the poor things body, but she could still make something beautiful out of it. “Lovely. Looks like I can still save him,” she declares, giving the stranger a bright smile as she placed the squirrel into a Ziploc baggy. “Thanks for stopping in time.”

[omniaxkyunghee]

“Be very careful, it’s slippery.”

For a moment her childish side slipped out and she let out a whine, narrowly avoiding the puddle of liquid by her feet. “Jiah! You spilled some of it! Do you want to break Unnie’s neck?” She scolds, brows furrowing. Kyunghee was used to blood baths, but not in such a literal sense. This was out of her comfort zone, but she was curious to see if this had as much of a revitalizing effect as Jiah said it did. Not to mention, she didn’t mind accidentally brushing up against the other girls soft skin and trading skin care secrets over a glass of wine. Kyunghee wanted to ask where - who this blood came from, but she knew it was better that she didn’t. 

Instead, she shed her silk bathrobe and stepped into the opposite end of the tub, leaving her clothing in a pile on the floor. She reached for Jiah’s hands, intertwining their fingers and letting out a soft sigh as she admired the stark contrast of their pale skin and the bright red blood. It was aesthetically pleasing though, she had to admit. “You know I’m only doing this because I love you, Strawberry Shortcake. It feels gross to me,” she mumbled, but didn’t seem to be making any effort to move and instead relaxed against the back of the tub. She’d truly try anything, as long as Jiah suggested it and was adamant enough about it. “You put this on your face too?”

[omniaxkyunghee]

When Kyunghee had learned that Ying Xiu was not only a medic for the Zodiax, but also practiced Shamanism, she was very adamant about inviting her down to The Black Cats Psychic Shop. She was sitting at an altar, several Shaman paraphernalia decorating the table next to her with feathers, shakers and a sword. She was hoping Ying would teach her a little more about Shamanism, since she’d been focusing on practicing the more modern witchcraft. “Come on in, sweet pea. Mind telling me what you use Shamanism for? Is it for treating your patients?” She asked curiously, standing up to wander around the room filled with healing crystals and other occult knicknacks, trailing her fingers along some of them. “I want to learn how to send a soul to the spirit world.” Maybe that would help ease her conscience, whenever she had to make someone who had a particularly unfortunate death disappear.

@yingxomnia

[omniaxkyunghee]

[omniaxkyunghee]

You think someone as beautiful and amazing as you will ever achieve happiness?

Kyunghee choked on her gulp of wine, flailing her limbs a little bit until it went down the right pipe. Clearing her throat as she desperately tried to regain her composure, she let out a breathless laugh. “Oh, my. I wasn’t expecting that. You’re quite the sweetheart. Do you mean happiness in the romantic sense?” Kyunghee hardly received these type of compliments from people, excluding men who only wanted to fuck her-  and definitely not from people actually interested in her happiness. “I’m not sure. It’s been so long since I’ve dated, and I’m not sure there are any viable options for me.. Jiah is not only beautiful and hilarious, but my best friend. I’m not ready to risk that.. yet.” She worried her bottom lip between her teeth, before letting out a sigh and reaching for another sip of her wine. “Besides, I suppose I am happy just how I am. I’ve always been the happiest when I’m mentoring bright young women like Iyeong and teaching her how to present herself in this world. How to protect herself, how to be a witch.” As long as her kitties were safe, then everything would have been worth it.

[omniaxkyunghee]

When it comes to all things Kyunghee did, she went all out- tried to make herself hard to ignore. Her flair for dramatics and love for all things macabre was put to good use whenever she had to stage a crime scene and incriminate anyone who opposed her- The Black Cats’ competitors. But as it stood right now, there was no one she really had it out for at the moment aside from Jaein, and she hadn’t done nearly enough yet to warrant Kyunghee going all out against her, so she had to settle for cleaning up after mob hits and taxidermy to entertain herself. She’d consider getting a hobby, but this pretty much was her hobby. She grinned at the flattery Bingwen threw her way, resting her chin in the palm of her hand. “Us charmers should stick together, no? But sometimes I fear the only thing charming about you is your face,” she said, pulling an exaggerated sad expression. And what a face it was, but unfortunately, not her type. “You’ve got to lighten up, buttercup,” she advised, grin growing a little wider- their conversations usually turned to teasing and light insults. If Kyunghee couldn’t have a decent banter with someone, she had no interest in being their friend. “I’m not as pleased as pie. I only need you for your muscles, you know. There are some rather .. stocky men that I have to dismember.”

Bing Wen almost wished that him taking the time to acknowledge Kyunghee never happened in the first place. But then he remembered how it was pretty much useless and of course she was bothering him again, to help clean up her mess. And this was the part where he would complain about it before ending up falling through with her offer anyways. The truth was, Bing Wen was fully capable of liking Kyunghee. Maybe even tolerating her, in fact he could go as far as to say that. She was the type of person who liked to dominant things but her charm was so prominent at times you could forget who you’re conversing with. Kyunghee was a powerful person and Bing Wen always liked to latch onto powerful people for reasons he couldn’t really explain. He could barely mock the smile she was giving him for more than a second before he was able to form a response. “Ah, always the charmer noona.” Even when he wasn’t exactly Korean in the slightest, he still found it appropriate to pick up their formalities while he lived here. Abiding in most of the criminal activity as well didn’t seem to be enough for him. “Are you aware of how much more pleasant this pie is than you?” That was a rhetorical question. “Hm…Do I have time to think about it?” Now he was just teasing. There was a pretty high chance Bing wasn’t really going to reject her, he just liked to mess around with her because it was fun.

[omniaxkyunghee]

※ MORE JENNA MARBLES SENTENCE STARTERS ※

sentences from 10 more of jenna’s videos – feel free to change names/pronouns/zodiac signs/etc.! PART ONE HERE

AN ADVENTURE IN PARAFFIN WAX

“You’re calling this a bad idea? I haven’t even started yet…!”

“You can’t hide behind bad ideas.”

“I’ll take one fuck me up fam and a knife, please.”

“All of my fucking dreams are coming true.”

“I did not anticipate it taking three fucking hours, but here we go.”

“Why don’t you snap me some nudes while we wait?”

“I look like the hamburger helper guy.”

“Imagine the power of this in the wrong hands. Those are my hands.”

“I like my nails like I like my life: a mess.”

“Are you judging me?”

“Considerable bukkake is the new genre of porn.”

“No good idea has ever come from my brain.”

“They will not let you do this at the salon because they clearly don’t like fun.”

“We don’t care about your safety, anyone else’s safety, or the fire code.”

“What, you don’t like fun?”

“I’ve invented a thing…! I’ve invented a thing that’s never existed before…! As far as I know…!”

“Are you impressed or what?”

“This has been bothering me for, like, fifteen years.”

“I invented fucking candle hands, okay?”

MAKING TINY THINGS FOR OUR HAMSTER 2

“Can I trust you with the scissors?”

“I swear to god, we’re gonna go to the hospital by the end of this video.”

“Go wash yourself, you’re nasty, and you need Jesus.”

“Babe, do you know what my astrological sign is?”

“It means that you’re fucking insane.”

“What are you writing on your hand?”

“Don’t write secrets about Joel Osteen on your hand.”

“This is fucking frustrating already.”

“Julien’s doing aries things again…”

“Now we have some time to talk about how you need to stop it.”

“If it comes out shitty, don’t make fun of me, okay?”

“This is fucking impossible.”

“It’s not exactly perfect, but we tried our best.”

“This took so much effort, oh my god.”

“When you’re dating me, do you ever just feel like, what the fuck?”

“I mean, this shit’s ridiculous.”

“I failed, I’m sorry, I’m trying my best.”

“Bitch, where the fuck am I?”

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re a little ungrateful.”

“Not quite a success, but not quite a failure, so, sounds a lot like my life.”

GIVING MYSELF A PERM

“First of all, I have a wedding to go to this weekend, how can I fuck that up?”

“What can I do that I’ve always wanted to do?”

“I want a perm, but not like a full-blown one.”

“Excuse you, I have a living, breathing online resumé that I think more than qualifies me as a beauty professional.”

“Get fucked.”

“Yeah, this smells like ass.”

“I have a question for you, Julien. Why do you put up with me?”

“I haven’t gone to a professional hair dresser since, what, last December…?”

“I’d like one fuck me up fam.”

“Apparently, this stuff burns your skin and shit.”

“I feel like, if this works, you’re gonna be fuckin’ jealous.”

“I’m in the middle of something…!”

“I feel so disrespected.”

“This is mediocre at best, but we done did it.”

“Hey, that’s kind of dramatic.”

“Did you just spit on the floor…!?”

“Have you ever tried swatting flies with a knife?”

“It’s not time to dick around yet.”

“It’s always time to dick around, okay?”

“I just look like a dirtier version of myself.”

“Is it bad that I kinda like it?”

“This level of damage takes such hard work and dedication.”

“I’m having so much fucking fun right now, are you kidding me?”

“Touch this and tell me what it feels like?”

“For $8, this is an awful lot of fun.”

I SUCK AT PRANKS 3

“We’re just gonna have to freak out and do it.”

“Who, after a long day of hard work, doesn’t love to come home to a surprise prom?”

“He’s gonna be pissed, and it’s gonna make a mess.”

“Wait, who the fuck are you?”

“I hope that he’s too busy and doesn’t notice that I’m gone at all.”

“Is this even fucking worth it?”

“I will do anything to romance prank my boyfriend.”

“I’m a little disappointed, but it’s gonna be alright.”

“What the fuck is that?”

“No, you’re ruining prom…!”

“This bubble machine has more than paid for itself in fun.”

“Oh my god, I don’t know what to do, I’m not almost done.”

“Julien’s gonna be pissed, but that’s okay.”

“This is gonna be a disaster to clean up.”

“I didn’t expect him home this soon — he said 5 PM, and it is not 5 PM. I’m freaking out.”

“I’m not good at pranks or surprises.”

“Will you go to prom with me?”

“What is going on?”

“Am I being pranked?”

“What are you wearing?”

“We’re going to prom…!”

“I have to go, immediately.”

“I got a fog machine that doesn’t work.”

“Be very careful, it’s slippery.”

“Help yourself to some punch — it’s watermelon water and vodka.”

“You scared the shit out of me when I walked in.”

“This was amazing…!”

“Alright, clean this shit up.”

GOOGLE DEEP DIVE WITH ME 2

“I don’t know if I can take any more.”

“I’m literally losing my mind today.”

“That dog looks like it’s wearing dentures.”

“First of all, fuck her.”

“Don’t look at me, look at the road.”

“She’s gonna kill someone.”

“Nobody had a good time in Driver’s Ed.”

“How is that not against the law?”

“We’re having a really hard day.”

“There’s nothing to dislike about this…!”

“I’m invested in the story now.”

“This is my favorite channel on the Internet.”

“Get back here right now.”

“He just shot her…!”

“Dude, this guy’s a fuckin pro…!”

“He’s a legend. He’s an absolute legend.”

MY DOGS EATING PEANUT BUTTER FOR 3 MINUTES STRAIGHT

“Nothing serious is happening, you don’t need to be worried.”

“I’m just feeling not quite like myself today.”

“I thought to myself, what would make me happy today?”

“I love watching dogs — or any animal, really — eating peanut butter.”

“This is what I’m gonna make this week.”

SHAVING MY BOYFRIEND’S FACE

“You’re gonna have to teach me all of this.”

“Are you still gonna love me if I accidentally cut you?”

“Get you a man that loves you even if you cut him.”

“It’s a neck beard, and I don’t want one.”

“This part takes me approximately 30 seconds to do by myself.”

“Can I shave the rest of your body?”

“Can I use this on my legs?”

“That’s perfect, you’re doing really well.”

“Why are you laughing?”

“You bailed out?”

“This is a lot of trust I’m giving you right now.”

“I like when you praise me.”

“I think you look super hot… and a little crazy.”

“I feel so objectified.”

“Baby… you hardly shaved me.”

“I wanted to err on the side of caution.”

“I’m saving myself for marriage.”

“Can I shave your eyebrows?”

“Can I shave your head? Like, with a razor?”

“I’m ignoring you.”

“Are you complimenting yourself?”

“We can’t all be aries, okay? The world would be a fucking tornado and nothing would get done.”

“That is the definition of being nasty.”

“Alright, um, clean all this shit up.”

RECREATING FACE PAINTINGS

“Did I just call myself a lady?”

“This is what a grown woman does in her free time.”

“Just know that I’m putting my life at risk for you.”

“I hate the Internet.”

“This really isn’t off to a great start.”

“Orange isn’t gonna work, it’s too pale, because I am the color of that.”

“This shit is cute as fuck.”

“What about this says blowjob to you?”

“Oh, that’s terrifying…!”

“Do you like it or not…!?”

“There’s a cockroach in there, I’m gonna die.”

“Oh my actual god, that looks horrifying.”

“Are you the art police?”

“I have to go because there’s a cockroach lost in my house somewhere, and we’ve gotta burn it down.”

“It’s time to burn the house down, Julien.”

“I hope that you’re pleased with yourselves.”

PRANK CALLING PEOPLE BUT WE CAN’T HEAR THEM

“I’m not cut out for pranks. I just feel guilty the whole time.”

“I don’t feel bad pranking them - they deserve it.”

“Where are you? I’m looking for you, I can’t find you.”

“I told you to block your number…!”

“I’m super high.”

“You guys wanna get three-way married?”

“Did he just think I was high out of my mind?”

“I got high. I got too high.”

“Wait, is she actually having a breakdown or something?”

“I don’t know what to say!”

“It’s fun calling your friends like this.”

“I couldn’t say the word butthole to save my life.”

“This is just the lowest kind of humor, and sometimes, it’s what’s necessary in the world.”

“Alright, that’s it, that’s what we contributed to the world today.”

TEACHING MY BOYFRIEND HOW TO PITCH A SOFTBALL

“I was a pitcher in college, but, like, not a good one.”

“Look at me right now and tell me you’re not intimidated.”

“Get that off your fuckin head, you damn idiot.”

“This is fun, we’re having fun.”

“Oh my god, are you trying to kill me?”

“That’s good; you’re doing better than I thought you’d do.”

“How actually dare you?”

“Get your sweaty hat off of me.”

“This feels a lot like revenge, and I’m feeling pretty happy about it.”

“Don’t break it; it’s vintage and authentic.”

“You look like my mom and my dad.”

“You found a sport you’re not good at.”

“True life I killed my girlfriend.”

“This is not the sport for me.”

“I’m not gonna give in to your weird, sick fantasies today.”

“This is the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life.”

“Everything hurts, but it’s good.”

“You look like you’re in genuine pain.”

“Who hurt you?”

“Respect me.”

“Now hit the showers.”

“Are you coming, or…?”

“One of us finished their college career.”

“I got hurt.”

“If you don’t fuckin let me down, I swear to god.”

“Pay me for my services…!”

“I’m gonna call the police…!”

[omniaxkyunghee]

Bingwen: Hey, I was able to get you twenty gallons of blood for your ritual.

Kyunghee: Wow! Where’d you get twenty gallons of fake blood?

Bingwen: You wanted FAKE blood?!

Kyunghee:

Bingwen:

Bingwen: Let me go make a call.

[omniaxkyunghee]

[omniaxkyunghee]

[omniaxkyunghee]

when you looked in the mirror first thing this morning, what was the first thing you thought?

She pulls out a hand mirror that she had conveniently lying around, one she primarily uses for divination rather than just vanity- but it suits her purposes for this just fine. She holds it up, running fingertips through her hair to primp it up a bit. “You have the best hair in Busan. Your manipulative ways are unparalleled, and you can make a man cry at the drop of a hat.” Kyunghee then puts the mirror down, giving a self-satisfied smile.

[omniaxkyunghee]

Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?

There’s this woman I have some bad blood with, and I might’ve left several dead, possibly diseased rodents on her doorstep. Perhaps I was taking our gangs’ name a bit too literally, but I bet the scream she made was delightful!

[omniaxkyunghee]

did you ever think of quitting?

“Quitting what? Feeding in to my bad habits?” She tilted her head, a pleasant smile on her lips. Smoking she could do without, but there was no way in hell she was giving up her wine. She could even give up her more expensive brands and drink the sweeter, cheaper wine. Kyunghee’s casual alcoholism made her job, life- much easier to bear. “If you mean cleaning up after violent degenerates, yes. Very often. But even blood money is good money, my sweet.” The times when she most often thought about throwing in the towel was when she had to deal with a dead prostitute. It made her resent the very people she was working for, caused her to think about whose daughter, sister or mother she was going to make disappear without a trace.

[omniaxkyunghee]

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