the angel from hell

my name is seo hanbyul but you can call me hana and i am made of stars.

[ghanbyul-blog]

: saving grace :

(ft. @ghjinyoung)

hana has always had a soft spot for cute and cuddly things -- something about them just easily tugs at her heartstrings. it makes her feel warm inside as she indulges in the moment of being able to hold onto and admire something without hurting it or killing it. she knows that the violence within is more of an instinct because of what she is but often times she cannot help but wish that she had a choice.

going up to jinyoung and gently poking at the frown on his lips is, as a matter of fact, an action done of her own volition. just like any other day, the young man enters the cafe with the weight of the world on his shoulders while his worries and anxieties drag at his feet like balls and chains are attached to his ankles.  

“pouting again, cutie?” she asks him, voice filled with sisterly affection. the freshly made latte is placed in front of him as he finally turns his attention to her. his eyes shine with recognition but it quickly dims along with his mood which makes her worry. “drink up, i made your favorite again although i put in an extra shot of vanilla to hopefully cheer you up. is everything okay?” 

[imjinahvevo]

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[ghanbyul-blog]

: touch base :

[ghjiyong-blog]

“Down” She whispered, and he followed…

The morning sunlight flowed into the room, his brows raised before his eyes opened. He blinked the sleep away from his eyes. When had he last slept this well? Perhaps, a lifetime ago. His arms instinctively held her closer in his embrace, her back to him and he wormed his face into her hair.

“Hey you.” He whispered, playfully nibbling on her ear.

It was different, waking up beside her after all this time. It was as if he remembered oxygen, and how to breathe, after living in the vacuum of space. It was as if he remembered, after searching for so long , what he had forgotten leaving the room. Home.

“Don’t leave me again. I don’t know what I’d become again without you by my side.” 

[ghanbyul-blog]

Stirring from the warmth of sunlight on her face, she first feels how sore her entire body is and she feels herself smiling a little when she remembers the reason why. His voice reaches her ears in the midst of sleep-ridden comprehension and sets fire ablaze in her heart. 

She missed this. 

“Five more minutes.” She jokingly groans out before she can promise him anything she might end up regretting. He presses closer to her even though she remembers the bed being more than wide enough to comfortably fit the two of them. A thought about what it would be like to spend the next mornings of the rest of her life with him like this crosses her mind and she realizes how much she wants it. 

“Barely even awake and you’re already demanding things. Where’s my good morning kiss?” 

[ghanbyul-blog]

i was away for a few days but i’m finally back! welcome to all the new people!!! so sorry that i couldn’t personally message all of you one by one but i’d definitely love to plot with you guys and if any of are interested, feel free to like this post so i can IM you guys. 

get to know more about hana with her profile and about pages. her open plots are over here as well. 

under the cut you is a tracker of sorts. don’t hesitate to let me know if i forgot to mention you. 

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writing for: @ghjinyoung (starter), @ghsodam (starter), @ghxjinye (chemistry)

waiting for: @ghjiyong (touch base), @ghxnina (flattery gets you nowhere), @ghxhaneul (talk of shame), @ghkiko (blame it on the alcohol), @ghjaebum (chance encounters), @ghxseon (candy for your thoughts), @ghbillie (reply), @jacksonxgh (starter) 

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For all her soft and delicate features, Hana is anything but just that. Yes, she knows the importance of being lady-like and demure but she is well aware that women can be more than that as well. She can demand as much as she can obey and she can give as much as she wishes to receive. 

Five years have not at all made her forget where her place is with Jiyong; she follows his words because she knows it is how she’ll be able to get what she wants. 

Him. 

“Why are you asking such silly questions now?” She whines, brows furrowing in concentration as she tries to make sense of his words despite the haze of lust clouding her mind as his fingers glaze over her wetness and his lips lay fire on her skin. He pays no mind to her complains so she retaliates by moving up and trying to get his lips over the part she wants it most. 

“Down.” She finally concedes. She tries to hide it but the anticipation drips from her words in the same way her folds silken with more of her wetness as she waits to see what he will do next.

[ghanbyul-blog]

pls k me~!

Kiss Kiss Fall in Love:5. Firm Kiss 

Unlike some of the others of her kind, Hana has never really found enjoyment in toying with humans.

She has seen so many of them suffer and perish in the hands of other ghouls all because they have always been easier to fool and manipulate. She has seen them become prey, toys and forms of entertainment for those who have always been more powerful than their kind and most often than not, they end up paying the highest price of all. 

None of this has particularly interested her for humans have always been something short of fascinating for her; she wonders how species can be so naive and innocent. No, she has no intentions of ever switching alliances but at the same time, she often thinks about alternatives for their society. Is it really that impossible for both species to live in peace? 

The answer doesn’t come to her tonight, as she expected, but it still doesn’t stop her from wanting to start that small ripple of change. “You’re too drunk for your own good, you know.” She chastises the giggling human currently nuzzling her. The cab driver looks back impatiently but Hana only smiles at him. “You’re lucky i was the who found you. These streets are not safe for the likes of you.” The drunk stranger only snorts in response and she takes it as a cue to go; she untangles herself from his arms and presses a gentle kiss on his lips. 

“Sleep well, cutie. I hope you dream of me.” 

[ghanbyul-blog]

i want the k

Kiss Kiss Fall in Love: 11. Collarbone Kiss 

[ Five years ago... ] 

“Look at what happened to your shirt.” A noise of displeasure leaves Hana’s lips as she examines the other’s crisp white shirt now stained with blood spatters. It’s soiled beyond saving just like the rest of the human bodies lying dead around them. 

For all her smiles and laughter, Hana is known for her temper and nothing infuriates her more than when the Doves come out of nowhere to ruin her day. One would think that, by now, everyone knows better than to anger her for the Hell Hound moniker is simply not a myth and actually takes it origin from actual experiences. It’s safe to say that those who cross her end up igniting the wrath of hell. 

The Doves today are a testament to just how bad her temper can be and the blood puddles on the ground do very little to soothe it. The surprise attack they had planned left her gang with no casualties albeit a few injuries and with Yuuto’s unexpected visit, the humans actually stood no chance. Hana feels guilty for having him fight seeing as he is her guest but somethings simply could not be helped. 

“Humans are always messy creatures, aren’t they?” She asks with distaste, unbuttoning the now soiled white shirt herself despite the presence of her aids. “No guest of mine should treated this way, I apologize. I’ll buy you a new one to make up for it, yeah?” Her words are punctuated with a kiss to his clavicle as she tosses the blasted shirt to floor, not caring at all where it went. 

[ghanbyul-blog]

: touch base :

[ghjiyong-blog]

“Show me how much you missed me?” 

Like the dams holding the flood back, the gates opened with her kisses and words. The longing he did not know he had for her bursting forth, his delusional thoughts that he was acting blurred with every moment their lips met.

He crashed them into the couch, him pressing her down on the soft cushioning of the furniture. His lips having never left her’s after her words, the spark that triggered it all.

A battle of dominance over their tongues, his hands roaming her body, his palms breathing in the familiarity of her bare skin. He tore her clothes away, revealing more of her as his instincts took over, a primal need to for her flesh. He could easily replace her uniform, all he needed to do was a simple call, being gentle was far from his mind. Then, he pulled away from her lips.

With one hand, he caught both her wrists, pinning them above her head on the couch’s armrest. His strength far superior than when they were together could be felt pulsing through the veins of his arm.. His free hand traced her skin from her bare stomach, between her covered breasts and finally up her throat to cup her cheek. His eyes had followed his hand, drinking in every detail from her tattered top, to the rise and fall of her chest.

Eyes dark with desire gazed into her’s, his thumb brushing over her lips before he whispered.

“You’re mine. Tonight.” He leaned close, breathing in her scent, lips hovering over her ear. “Forever.”

[ghanbyul-blog]

There have been others since Jiyong; others who have warmed her bed in the nights where she wanted to forget him and others whose faces she can no longer remember because she was far too drunk. Those partners easily come and go because she has never been interested in anything other than a casual fuck. She sends them off with a kiss to the cheek, if she’s feeling nice, but the numbers they leave behind are always thrown away or deleted. 

All of them are temporary because none of them are Jiyong. 

It’s been five years since she ran away from him. She tells herself every day that she doesn’t miss him, doesn’t think about him, and that she has forgotten all about him yet the truth cannot be denied when she’s here panting and excited beneath him. A thousand lies may leave her lips and perhaps if she tries hard enough she can fool him with her expressions but only he can make her body react this way. 

Tingles run down her spine and goosebumps break on her skin; she wants this (wants him) like she hasn’t wanted or needed anyone else. Jiyong is the maestro and her body is the instrument from which he will produce beautiful music. Tonight, she is his and forever is their gamble. 

“I missed this.” she confesses as she tugs impatiently on the buttons of his dress shirt. Why is he wearing so many layers still? The “I miss you” hangs in the air along with all the other emotions the two of them are denying so to make herself forget, she trails her own lips down his cheeks, his jaw and his neck -- nipping, biting and marking him as hers. She wants to hear him say it, tell her too that he is hers forever, just as much as she wants to feel him on top of her, all over her, and in her. She wants all of him. 

[ghanbyul-blog]

give me a k!

Kiss Kiss Fall in Love: 10. Neck Kiss 

It’s somewhere between her sixth and seventh glass of blood wine that Hana remembers sliding onto the handsome stranger’s lap. 

Her friends howl, catcall and giggle from the side but she’s far too drunk and high to notice their teasing. Unlike how it is on weekends, the club is only half-full tonight with most of the patrons already dancing the night away at the dance floor so the eye candy has been limited that is until this particular stranger walked in. Hana doesn’t remember how many times she tried to get his attention but she does know that enough is enough so she takes matter into her own hands. 

“Are you blind?” She asks, words only mildly slurred as the guy finally acknowledges her presence. Often complimented for her beauty, she’s not used to having to go through such lengths to get someone’s attention and she does so very rarely too. “Are you deaf then?” She asks again when he answers with a shake of his head. “Then why haven’t you noticed me yet?” 

The pout on her lips makes her look more childlike than seductive really but Hana always gets what she wants and she’ll stop at nothing until she gets it, not even embarrassment. The handsome stranger only raises a brow at her, clearly unimpressed but still somewhat intrigued. It’s not exactly the reaction she’s looking for but she’ll take it for now. 

“I wanted to bring you home with but now you’ve upset me so I guess this will just have to do.” She first gives him a once over before diving to place a kiss by his jugular, leaving a bright red lipstick print on the skin in her wake. There’s a pleased grin on her lips as she examines her handiwork and then proceeds to ruffle his hair before sliding out of his lap. 

“Maybe I’ll catch you around some other time.” 

[ghanbyul-blog]

: flattery gets you nowhere :

[ghxnina]

   The coffees aroma filled the air around her, and like so many times before it had a genuine calming effect on her.  With a small smile adorning her lips, she wrapped her hands around the cup, enjoying the warmth. “You’d be amazed on how bad coffee they make, so don’t rule that out right away.” Although her tone was joking, her intentions were still the same. Trying to persuade her into joining Eos, in doing so perhaps becoming one of their most valuable members.

   Though Nina had in some sense noticed that Hana had turned a new leaf— or well wanted to. The notion of joining a high profiled ghoul organisation was probably the things she wanted to do the least. Yet Nina couldn’t help herself. “Now you’re just being modest and you know it.” She put the cup to her lips, savouring the bittersweet liquid. “You have tremendous power hidden behind this waitress facade.” Hana had been notorious, known to basically to any and every ghoul there was. Even if Nina was powerful and known to the world as one of the abraxas, she was still not on the same level as Hana.

   “You can’t let me believe it’s not even just a little bit tempting?” Yet not mentioning it, her question was obviously directed towards her initial offer; to join the Eos. She was after all somewhat stubborn ( so she’d been told ), and despite their usual playful tone; Nina was being serious.

[ghanbyul-blog]

Aside from water, coffee was the only other thing related to human food that ghouls like them are allowed to ingest. Hana doesn’t remember when she started liking the drink so much nor does she recall how she ended up discovering her so called “talent” with making the drink. Since she started working at the Owl Cafe five years ago, there have already been quite a number of humans, ghouls and the in-betweens complimenting her about how she makes coffee and even before that, a certain someone in her post used to love the way she makes him a cup of coffee too. 

The talent was her key to successfully transitioning into this new lifestyle and it has been one of the reasons why she has stayed neutral for so long. Nina isn’t the first to try to convince her to return back to her old life for many have tried and failed, one after the other eventually just growing tired and giving up, but Nina has been the only one who has persevered for this long. Hana feels almost guilty. 

“I have forgotten how to use that tremendous power you speak of.” She half-jokes; it has been a long while indeed since she has been in a decent fight. She cannot say that she doesn’t miss the thrill and the rush of her golden days but at the same time, the peace and tranquility of her life now is too good to give up. “Of course, it is. But I’m just too sure of what I’m capable of these days. I’m not the same anymore, Nina.”

[ghanbyul-blog]

: talk of shame :

( ft. @ghxhaneul )

hana has always been punctual; she’s the type to come early to being early. if she’s asked to be fifteen minutes early to her shift, she arrives thirty and sometimes even forty-five minutes earlier because she just can’t afford to be late. nope, being late is just not her thing yet here she is, already running ten minutes late to her opening shift and to make matters worse, her uniform is crinkled from all the running around she did in order to make it in time. 

there’s already a long line of people in the cafe by the time she enters and she immediately mouths the words “i’m sorry” to her coworker when she enters. she’s on barista duty today so getting the coffee orders out are her first priority; explanations can come later but even that, she’s already dreading. 

haneul raises a brow at her when he comes to take the cups of coffee to their respective tables and she just rolls her eyes at him, not wanting to talk about anything just yet. her thoughts are still running at a dizzying speed and the last thing she needs is to deal with her brother but she knows too that she can’t avoid him for long. haneul has always been perceptive and he’ll know something is up. 

[ghanbyul-blog]

: blame it on the alcohol :

( ft. @ghkiko ) 

days off from the cafe are golden gems that even the workaholic hana ends up looking forward to them. it’s saturday night and tomorrow is the first sunday off she has in what seems like forever. she’s been working straight seven day week shifts since one of the cafe employees quit about a month and a half ago and for the most part, hana didn’t mind doing so since she didn’t have anything else to do anyways but she also isn’t going to pass up a free day just like that. 

dressed in all white, from the midriff-bearing crop top, the faux leather leggings and stiletto ankle booties, the intricate golden detail of her mask is the only pop of color in her ensemble. she looks like she’s dressed to kill but that part of her has already been buried in the memories of the past and tonight, all she wants is some clean good fun. 

more than a few pairs of eyes turn when she finally makes her way into the exclusive club. the bouncer easily granting her access on face value alone and she kisses his cheek with a giggle before disappearing among the throngs of bodies gyrating on the dance floor. she’ll get her own fill of dancing later; for now, she needs a few drinks to loosen up and she grins when she spots a familiar figure at the bar. “i need a drink and fast. just trying to make my way from the walkway to the bar wiped me out. i can’t believe i forgot how packed this place got.” 

[ghanbyul-blog]

: flattery gets you nowhere :

[ghxnina]

  Before joining Eos, in fact even after joining, she never imagined she would ever visit the owl cafe. It was infamous in most Ghoul societies, Eos being of course one of them. Yet, it wasn’t purely due to their services or coffee in general that had prompted Nina to visit the first time, or the third, or the tenth time. No, it had been the rumour surrounding a certain waitress who worked there. 

  The Hell Hound, she had ravaged the 21st ward back in her time. Hana was famous, she was an incredible force— exactly what they could use in Eos. Nina had personally gone out to search for her, the blonde had on several occasions met her back in the day and personally witnessing the wonderful chaos she brought. However, after searching and ending up at the Owl cafe, she had a hard time believing she had indeed found the right person. Her visage fit the image she had in her memories, yet not her behaviour. That had prompted Nina to visit the owl cafe for the first time, and there would be many more of these visits.

   The blond, turned to look up, a small smile growing behind her black mask. “Do you even need to ask.” Nina put down the book in her hand, pushing to the edge of the table before gathering her hands together. “Your coffee is excellent you know, it’s such a shame.” By now Nina had become a regular sight at the cafe, but before she had surely managed to scare a few employees as well as guest. Her eye makeup was loud, her mask black and her manner threatening— the latter a force of habit after staying too long down in the headquarters.

[ghanbyul-blog]

Beautiful as always, Hana thinks as she smiles at the now very familiar face. Others usually regard the woman as someone very intimidating based on their judgments on her appearance but Hana can honestly care less about what others think. She isn’t one to judge based on such superficial reasons and her initial sentiments about the other have been entirely based on other reasons. Now that she has gotten to know the other seeing as they see each other almost every day, she has gotten to actually like Nina. 

The scent of coffee soon wafts through the air as the hot beverage is poured into the cup she seemingly whips out of nowhere and places in front of her customer. There’s something the homey smell of freshly brewed coffee that is enough to warm the hearts of even the most stone cold of people and its bitter but still oddly addicting taste melts whatever resistance anyone has against it. “Are you now going to tell me you guys could use my coffee making skills there too?” 

The question is said out of jest as the ex-vigilante has now gotten used to this type of conversation. It’s the same topic of discussion every time Nina visits and though she used to view it as an annoyance, the same old script just makes her laugh now. “My coffee making skills are all that I have now so I still think I won’t be of much help.” She says with a grin, her eyes almost disappearing into the slit of her eyes. 

[ghanbyul-blog]

: touch base :

[ghjiyong-blog]

Comfort.

It was a fifteen minute walk from the cafe to his apartment in this ward. A phone call had arranged for the key to be placed in the flowers near the door, and for someone one to clean up and lock the cafe. It felt so familiar, her hand in his, as they walked side by side.

Home.

Keys turned as he opened the door, routine housekeeping of all his apartments meant it was clean and well maintained. Unknowingly, he had allowed his guard to be let down more than ever before. The very concept that home was less of a physical space, but a spiritual one.

Because he had entered with her, his heart had relaxed. Appearing lines seems faint, and without him knowing, his smiles were much more genuine. Even as he whispered lies of manipulation and traps to himself, even as he consistently fooled himself into thinking his love for her is dead. A weight seems to have lifted when he whispered into her ear, arms wrapped around her as he closed the door with his heel.

“We’re home… Jagi-ah.”

[ghanbyul-blog]

This is all an act. This is all an act, she chants to herself in reminder as she quietly follows his lead without question. For all she knows, he could be taking her to her grave but, for the life of her, she cannot seem to pull her hand away from his not even when she has a million reasons to do so. She claims that there is no longer a “them” but she cannot deny how everything about this moment feels so right. 

This is what we could have been, she realizes once they step into the threshold of the apartment. Fingers laced together and standing side by side, they can easily be mistaken for newly weds coming home after a long day’s work. That thought in itself twists at her insides not because she’s disgusted by it but rather because she knows that it isn’t entirely too far from reality. 

She feels her knees go weak, like the life has been knocked out of her by that one single term of endearment which she hasn’t heard in years, and feels the way his voice tugs forcefully at her heart. But any other thoughts and feelings are soon forgotten as she casts them away in the recesses of her mind; concentrating only on the feeling of him against her and the way his lips still fit perfectly against hers. She kisses him like the famished beast she really is because Jiyong is all that she wants right now and since she’s already begun to sin, they might as well take it the whole nine yards.

“Show me how much you missed me?”  

[soonqus]

captivating ladies [2/?] ↳ im jin-ah

[ghanbyul-blog]

: chance encounters :

( flirty starter for @ghjaebum )

even amongst all the people in the park, hana recognizes the fiery colored mop of hair. he looks terribly out of place with all the children running around and currently having their fill of the sprawling playground. he’s much too serious looking as he broods in order to successfully blend in with the rest the scenery. her eye easily catches the way his shoulders are slumped and she laughs to herself thinking about how he must be tired from another day’s work. 

so, instead of purchasing just one cup of coffee, she presses the button for another one on the vending machine as an idea comes to her. the walk to him consists only of a few steps and the noise of the playing children masks the sound of her arrival -- for which she is grateful. 

“we really need to stop meeting like this.” she says in greeting as she takes the empty space beside him for herself, her hand outstretched to him as she offers him the coffee. “i told you to not work so hard, didn’t i? don’t you know that i may not always be around to make your day better with coffee.”

[ghanbyul-blog]

: candy for your thoughts :

( fluffy starter for @ghxseon )

“it’s the last one, do you want to maybe share?” 

hearing the question, hana does a double take to make sure that the girl is indeed talking to her. it’s still startling to realize that it’s now so easy for anyone to come talk to her; without her identifying mask, she looks just like everyone else and can easily be labeled as someone harmless. the her of five years ago would not have been able to go incognito -- for her reputation preceded her and had people talking everywhere. 

coming out of her stupor, her eyes focus on the cloud-like pink ball of spun sugar hanging on the vendor’s cart. which is apparently what the stranger is referring to. she’s been too engrossed in her thoughts that she doesn’t realize she’s been staring at the cotton candy the entire time. “sorry.” she smiles sheepishly and shakes her head. “you can go ahead and have it if you want. sweets are bad for my health.”