#ghcstmade

[atinystar]

@ghcstmade​​

“I’ve been wondering -- You think I would do good in this sort of job? As an assistant to you here or something alike those lines? I have been wondering about it and I want to have a job that also helps others and it will be a plus that I can be with you. I know I’ll have to study a whole lot even to assist and see some scary stuff, but I know we are here to help, instead of like the doctors I had when I was a baby, before my parents managed to escape and take me along.” Aaron spoke nervously, not knowing what Junghoon would think about it, but it had been a while in his mind, so he assumed it was as good to talk about it now as ever.

[kayldemon]

Negotiations | Kayl & Gunwoo

starter for @ghcstmade ( to Gunwoo. )

It wasn't the first time in this month that Kayl had been heading toward that specific, quite familiar address. The car driven through the roads of Seoul was borrowed from the man who had commissioned him for this service. In the passenger seat, a black, heavy briefcase contained diverse documents, reports and whatnot that were important to the man and also to the mafia leader who would receive them. As with all of the jobs offered to him from underworld, Kayl didn't ask for more information; it was never needed. If it ever went wrong somehow, he had his powers to rely on, it wouldn't matter on whom or how.

The journey wasn't long, a matter of minutes and he was already in a sort of waiting room to deliver the briefcase to Gunwoo. Both already knew each other, mere acquaintances who met sometimes to dig in those illegal businesses, but this time he had more to say to the man, and well, it was all part of what he was being paid to do. Waiting was something Kayl had no problem with, perhaps one of his virtues could be considered patience. From time to time some of his men passed by him, staring with vehement eyes he knew very well how to return himself; humans didn't know about this part within the demon, but he's sure was someone not to mess with. When his turn had finally come to meet the mafia leader, Kayl walked into the room, unhurried steps, just as he came there. The silence disappeared from the place when he began to speak. “Hey, here again. He needs some stuff from you.”

[elysiumxii]

Biggest Fan(g) | w/ @ghcstmade​ ft Cornelius & Adrian  tw: violence & blood

“I am so hungry-” The vampire groans to himself, laying sprawled across tiled flooring, his chest arches, slicking a wet shirt to bony ribs as he whines in frustration at his need. Not far away lays the sprawled bodies of a couple, dangling limbs strews with bite marks, pale skilled marred with smears of blood and the ever present drip drip drip of a bath tub filling from a dripping tap. It’s water contaminated with red and the floating body of the naked deceased. 

Still, they had not filled him. Their game was not fun enough, nor their blood sweet. He wants more. He wants to hunt. 

After a little more moping, his pout almost child like, the vampire drags himself from the messy bathroom and out into their hotel room. His eyes roam across the messy bed, to the half eaten room service and finally to the quiet television. Slumping down before it, his amber eyes slowly tilt, lips and chin covered in blood, as he watches the screen unfold, played out like a play before him, and a face he had grown to enjoy. “Adrian-” he purrs, content for the moment, as a still image of the actor lingers on screen, and the vampire slowly reaches out to stroke a finger across his cheek, leaving a smear of blood in it’s wake. 

The stories this man lives were so fascinating, and Cornelius had made sure to capture as many moments as he could, now an avid watcher of his dramas and films. However his understanding of the concept of actor was possibly a little skewed by a mind that does not enjoy lingering in the real world. Instead Adrian is a vision, a muse and a story teller and as his eyes gaze back through the screen, Cornelius always believes he is looking at him. It is then that the unhinged vampire realises, his boredom, his itching hunger had subsided just from a simple gaze at the man’s face. “I am going to find you-” he whispers, almost gleefully, before he stands up and in a step, disappears. 

Adrian will be so happy to see him...

[ofdamnation]

            ‘  why  are  you  being  like  this  with  me  ?  ’     //     @ghcstmade​!

[atinystar]

@ghcstmade​ Hani&Dani

Hani isn’t even certain how she had survived so far, but she did.  As she wondered around the empty and unkept streets of what used to be a busy city, she let her hunger and survival instincts in general guide her.  The thing is that after the world has been taken by a storm of a health crisis that transformed people into mindless dead dangerous creatures due to biological warfare, things have not been the same, she saw people drop like flies without apparent reason and she probably didn’t follow right after due to her luck of changing jobs often due to not being able to keep them, but as she tried a little bit of everything to see if anything did stick to a wall, she tried a factory where they painted and did cars and to it she had to use a heavy duty mask so they wouldn’t inhale the fumes and a suit for obvious protective reasons from the paint and from there on, even if her old work wasn’t active at all, she kept the garments for herself, since she imagined that she wouldn’t want to take the risk of smelling anything.

Would that thing still be in the air? Where the people affected infecting others and letting others be alike so and was it safe now to be with the face bare out in the streets or was it best to keep it safe and only take it out in closed out places like buildings that more or less seem intact and clean?

So far she didn’t found anyone until this day, but when finally finding a supermarket that hopefully would have food for her to replenish her body, she would have also some answers since whom knows, maybe the person she seemed to catch also probably searching for something to eat would know a little more. -- Or at least she wished they did. Carefully, she approached, wouldn’t they be another infected person ready to bite and held well to her pocket knife, a item she also had the luck to find in her way to these scavenge hunts. 

[atinystar]

@ghcstmade​  

What should Lua do or say in a case like this?  She is confined to her reform school, where there are rules and curfews, she was told to talk to a therapist, to whom she doesn’t say much else anymore and flushes her medicament out when they now insisted she was worse and she had shadows and people that didn’t truly exist or rather didn’t exist anymore around her most of the times asking for help, but never did they follow her to her room when she wouldn’t say a thing to them, playing as if she didn’t saw them.

This lead her to do things around her room, like fixing her bed, doing homework and other things, trying to ignore the latter’s presence, but seeing they still didn’t got out like the others, she just sighed and turned her head to face them and realize she would go through this.

“May I help?” The red-haired finally pronounced the words she’d knew she could regret later on as she barely could help herself to start with, so how could she help the dead and cursed under her breathe in Portuguese, not knowing what else she could had done or said, as this interaction seemed like one she couldn’t avoid.

[atinystar]

@ghcstmade 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑔'𝓈 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝑜, 𝓈𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓇𝑒𝒸𝑒𝒾𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝒶 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓇 ! (Plot based on this wishlist plot) “dramatically saving each other from certain death or barely surviving something that almost makes the other break down and just smirking wearily and mumbling flippant smartass remarks to HIDE THE DEPTH OF THEIR FEELINGS”

                                             ――――――⭐🌙――――――

Yon always had an interest for the occult, the mysteries within the world and beyond and certainly wasn’t afraid to search for more information to discover more about what had her feeling curious, while on top of that also having dreams that lead her to a certain path.

So once having dreams about being in a store where she would come to purchase tarot cards, when already taking a path in witchery and being inclined for the more dark and mystical side of it, she took a special liking for necromancy and when going even deeper, she started to dream about people she didn’t knew of, but she got used to drawing them wouldn’t that information be precious. Which it did.

Stepping forward in time, the female found herself coming back from school on foot, on a one hour walk, seeing she had lost the bus and when seeing someone fainted onto the floor, she rushed and was surprised to see that the person laying on the floor was one of the people she had drawn so far.

With trembling hands and the sudden realization of her power, she rested her school bag onto the floor and reached for her phone so she could call the emergency line as she rested one hand on the latter’s face so to see if she still felt any warmth and a pulse. She really couldn’t do much as she didn’t knew how to reanimate someone, but she surely would need such information when attending to the call.

“Hello, are you awake?” She asked gently as she thought she had noticed the person on the floor next to her moving as she still waited for someone to pick up from the other line of the phone.

[atinystar]

@ghcstmade Jasper, Han & Noelle

Let’s be honest, Jasper wasn’t the type of guy one would usually see at a party, but that also didn’t meant he never went to one either, mainly if it came to be someone’s birthday.

On occasion, when a friend of his would celebrate their date of birth, which he took seriously to heart and would be mindful of what to offer, trying to reach what the other person truly would like to be given, he did went to the social events they would put up and make sure he also was able to live life and have some fun with others surrounding him, instead of the usual lonely living of painting and being introspective. -- Which still was whom he was in the end of the day, but all people needed a time to change things up and shake their routines.

Once having his star earrings on which combined well with a small seashell shaped necklace by his blue and white stripped shirt and the rest of his navy blue outfit put together, beret and all, he left his apartment and walked the way to the said party with his present in hand, not expecting being the one having a surprise waiting for him as well.

“Happy birthday, my friend.” He grinned slightly once catching sight of Han and offering a hug as he also gave his present to the latter, as his eyes slid their way curiously to the side as he saw someone passing by and somehow lost himself to the female he didn’t knew whom could be, because she truly was beautiful. He did always heard indeed that it was rude to stare, but as an artist and someone in love with all things beautiful, he couldn’t help but stare.