#charming clavicle chain

[xinyidecor]

Minimalist style necklace for daily commuting, low-key and exquisite The minimalist style is very versatile Especially basic clothing that goes well with daily commuting Simple and attractive Poor sense of presence But it can improve the sophistication of the entire outfit

[sinofwriting]

Pearl Necklace - Pierre Gasly

Words: 492 Summary: Pierre loves to give her things. Note(s): Bit NSFW at the end.

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Pierre has more money than he knows what to do with. Even after doing the smart thing like his manager told him after his first year in F1 and investing, just in case, he still had too much. So despite the buying of a house for his parents to live in, the gifts he gives them and his siblings, his nieces and nephews, his grandparents, his friends, the expensive clothes and jewelry he buys for himself, he still has money left in his account. And anytime he’s had a girlfriend he’s always made sure to shower her in gifts, he knew it was part of the appeal, the fame and money attached to him. He had never gotten close to giving them what he gives her, however.

She was precious, still so awestruck by everything that he bought her, the places he’d take her, the life that they now lived. Maybe it was a bit soon to move in together, just a year and three months in. But Pierre knew she was it for him, knew that he only wanted to come to bed to her, to wake to her, to sleep to her.

The feeling of her being it for him, the knowledge of it, had him spoiling her more than he ever thought he’d spoil a girlfriend, but he had to be fair to himself, she wasn’t just a girlfriend, she was the love of his life, even above racing which had taken his heart when he was just a boy.

He bought her clothes from the same designers he wore, her shoes one of a kind, limited edition, her bags were expensive matching most of her outfits and dresses. But it was jewelry that he loved to gift her most.

The matching his and her watches, a bracelet with custom charms, body chains that sparkled with gems, earrings that dangled from her ears, catching the light beautiful when she’d turn her head. It was necklaces though that he truly loved buying her.

Maybe because it was the first gift he ever bought her, a small simple chain with the letter p just a little bigger than a grain of rice. Maybe because she loved those the most of any of his gifts. He was not too sure. He just knew he didn’t have a favorite, though he was partial to the first one he gave her.

He loved the long necklaces that nearly dipped between her breasts, the delicate chokers that accentuated her neck, the one with his birthstone that sat just below her throat.

Pierre did not have a favorite necklace for her to wear. But as he stares down at her as she looks up at him, her knees surely aching, face begging, pleading, for his touch. This, he considers, eyes dropping to just above her clavicle, strings of his cum sitting untouched on her soft skin, this might be his favorite necklace he’s ever given her.

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[niphredil-14]

Hey babes!! I was wondering if you could maybe write a Jason Todd x reader where the reader gets hit on by a stranger, which leads Jason to become somewhat jealous and a little possessive (a healthy amount of course... 😭). Reader wears a necklace with a J on it which he specifically points out to stranger to sort of prove a point that they are indeed taken, that's when he sort of leaves them alone.. Jason on the other hand has a lot in store for reader, specifically in the bedroom.. breeding kink??? Sorry, my mind is all over the place right now 😭

Sorry it's my first time writing a request I don't really know what I'm doing.. but have a great day!!

Sorry this took so long to write, I've been struggling with writer's block, burnout, and some mental health stuff, also my job sucks ass and is super draining. gotta love retail, huh? anyways I hope you enjoy and also sorry that it is so short. I am trying to clear out my inbox on a random boost of motivation so that I can move onto accepting requests for a new fandom!!

White was creeping into the edge of their blurry vision, and their hands, placed against the full body floor mirror for some semblance of support, were shaking about as much as the rest of their body. Their feet had been kicked apart so that Jason could stand between them as he pistoned in and out of their hole, a rough ebb and flow giving them chance to catch their breath. One of his hands rested on their hip, and the other one on their shoulder. They had been stripped entirely, except for a simply, dainty necklace hanging around their neck. The charming J pendant rested just between their collarbones, and was being forced to swing away from them before falling back onto their clavicle, like a single pendulum taken from a Newton's Cradle and being left to swing alone.

"You look so good like this, sweetheart." Jason drawled, his Gotham accent made thicker by his arousal as he left the 'arr' sound in 'sweetheart' to hang in the air, separate from the rest of the word's syllables. "Such a shame your friend from earlier won't get to ever see you like this, since you're all mine." A whine left their throat as they tilted their head to the side, letting it fall limp. He could feel them clench around him. "Oh, you like that, huh?" He asked, though it sounded more like a taunt. "You like bein' mine, dollface?" His teasing only grew more eager. "You like belongin' to me?" They let out the most pathetic sounding whine of affirmation, which was met with a dark chuckle from their lover, followed by the index and middle fingers of his hand, sliding from their shoulder underneath the chain of the necklace, and pulling it into their neck, until their skin puffed out around it. The sigh they let out was pure filth. "You're so fuckin' desperate to be mine, I'd bet you'd let me breed you right now."

"Fuck! Please, Jay!" They called out, and his hips stilled. He tugged the necklace a tiny bit more, and leaned so that his head was next to theirs, their eyes met in the mirror, and Jason parted his lips.

"Are you sure, hon? 'Cause I will, and at that point, there'll be no goin' back, you know? I'd fill ya until I was sure it took, and then I'd go out and buy you a ring first thing in the mornin.' You sure you want that, Y/n? For us to have a family? For you to really be mine, forever?" They nodded breathlessly. "'S not enough, Darlin,' I need to hear ya say it, I'm not gonna take any chances here." His voice was rushed and breathy, and with all of his emotion, his accent made him near unintelligible, but they knew him, knew what he was asking for. They turned their head, fighting against the necklace cutting into them near painfully, and moved one of their hands off of the mirror to place on Jason's cheek.

"I'm sure, Jason. I want to be yours completely, I want it to be us forever." The softest smile graced his face, as his eyes became visibly glossy, and releasing the necklace, letting its pendant rest gently on their skin, he moved his head down to slowly kiss them as he began to move his hips again.

I meant for this to be kinky I swear, I fully blame my shitty day for how fluffy this is. lmk if you want me to write another where its rougher or something.

[luckhound]

leander, pagan symbolism, and other notes.

ok so people have already brought up that leander is covered in or surrounded by a lot of symbolism. but there’s way more where that came from. idk if someone has compiled all of them in one place but i’m doing it here bc i’m feeling crazy at the moment

first, let’s get the obvious ones out of the way

there’s the ouroboros on his earring and in his charm

it’s a pagan symbol and also symbolizes alchemy. the ouroboros features a serpent eating its own tail and “symbolizes the eternal nature of the universe and the cycle of life, death, and rebirth. The symbol is closely associated with that of infinity, and the two are typically combined” (source)

we can see that it’s combined with the infinity symbol on the charm, which of course has to do with eternity

then there’s the triple moon/triple goddess on his belt buckle, yet another pagan symbol (credit to this post for this insight!)

here’s some info on the triple moon: “The first crescent, the waxing moon, symbolizes new life, rejuvenation, and new beginnings. The middle circle represents the full moon when magic is at its most powerful. Finally, the second crescent moon represents the moon during its waning period. This time of the moon phase is a time that is regarded as the best to send things away, remove them from your life, or finish things.” (source)

there are also white lilies featured in leander’s CG, on his charm and pin, and in the game trailer

surprise! it’s also a pagan symbol!

supposedly, “pagans used white lilies as decorations on May Day. Part of the festivities include young women dancing around the May Pole with ribbons with lilies in their hair. In this setting lilies represent renewed life, health and fertility.” (source)

but wait, there’s more!

like the earth symbol on the chain attached to his lapel pin

another pagan symbol that “is also sometimes used to symbolize Mother Earth. The element of earth is associated with the colors of brown and green, abundance, prosperity, and fertility.” (source) apparently it’s the ultimate symbol of the divine feminine

finally, green is practically leander’s official colour. it’s the colour of his eyes, his magic, and is featured heavily all over his sprite and official art. interestingly, it’s also the colour of the cloaks that his bloodhounds wear

you guessed it - the colour green is tied to paganism

it symbolizes “youth and fertility, evil and envy” and is connected to the season of spring as well as to nature (source). in the bible, green “means immortality, resurrection, growth, prosperity, and restoration” as well as fertility (source)

now onto some things that i might just be reading into lmao

like the gold points on leander’s trench coat, as well as the tiny inverted triangle between his clavicles, which is also featured in one of initial sketches for his earring. this could be the water symbol

again, it’s pagan. and is “believed to have a strong feminine connection, and so it is associated with all aspects of the goddess. The inverted triangle used to symbolize water is felt by some to symbolize the womb and is befitting with this element's feminine association.” (source)

the same source mentions that water is a “healing and purifying element that is connected to the West. Water can be used in rituals involving love and other emotions, and flowing water in nature, such as a river, or the sea, can be incorporated into magical workings that focus on carrying away negativity or other unwanted aspects of your life.”

i included it because it mentions the goddess, the womb (so possibly fertility), and femininity, which you’ve probably noticed by now is a recurring meaning for the other symbols on him

flowing water also brings lowtown to mind, since it’s described as being eroded by some sort of flood

next i’ll bring up leander’s dagger earring again, focusing not on the ouroboros but the dagger itself

in the demo, the mc notes that the earring is “dagger shaped.” but what if it’s not a dagger at all? what if it’s the ankh?

this could be a stretch, but note the hoop at the top of the dagger

the ankh is an “ancient Egyptian hieroglyph means life or living. Over time the ankh has come to symbolize eternal life and immortality to people from many walks of life. In ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs, the gods were always seen carrying an ankh, making it a symbol of divinity.” (source)

another reach, but i was looking at pagan symbols that might be a match for the diamond that shows up on leander’s lapel pin and his belt buckle, and came across the unicursal hexagram

this is the weakest link imo, especially because this isn’t a pagan symbol, but i thought i’d add it anyway since it seemed neat

the unicursal hexagram is a “six-pointed star is drawn unicursally, meaning that it is drawn in one continuous line. The hexagram represents the divine and heavenly forces of the universe. In Aleister Crowley's occult order Thelema, a five-petaled flower is placed in the middle to represent the pentacle and the five classical elements.” (source)

some other insights that i wanted to bring up here, though they have less to do with symbolism and are more concrete/tied to the game specifically

first up, as mentioned earlier, green might as well be leander’s official colour... so what about the red items on him? what significance do they have?

there’s this glowing red object attached to his belt, which i can’t help but think looks like an inverted version of the largest spire in eridia. you know, the spire that’s confirmed to be the senobium

also note how the windows in eridia all seem to glow with a similar red light in this CG...

there’s also a (faintly glowing?) red gem on his dagger earring, which looks to be diamond-shaped

what does it mean? what does it all mean?

your guess is as good as mine! but given all the allusions to the divine feminine, the (triple) goddess, fertility, etc. i can’t help think that leander might be in league with some kind of goddess or female deity. we already know that gods exist in some form or another, since ais is connected to a god and kuras is an angel, so the idea isn’t completely off base

did this goddess save leander’s life in the past, hence the constant motifs of renewed life, rebirth/resurrection, immortality, and so forth? maybe the scar that covers a good portion of his body had been enough to kill leander, or just nearly, until she intervened somehow

is he working with her to potentially overthrow the senobium, which we know he dislikes? are leander’s bloodhounds in on this? is the fact that leander’s magic is so powerful due to some kind of pact he has with the goddess?

obviously, i have no clue. i’m just throwing things at the wall and seeing what sticks msfjskfjhfd

[bigassbowlingballhead]

[sp00kymulderr]

Pairing: Ezra x f!reader

Warnings: 18+; mention of a collar, spitting, f masturbation

Word Count: 1.7k

Summary: Ezra worships when he watches you

A/N: This is a rework of an old deleted one. To follow for fic updates only go to @sp00kyupdates​ or see taglist details on my masterlist.

Your charming lover is a man of contradictions.

A man whose touch can be tender and rough. Whose beautiful brown eyes reveal so much but keep secrets hidden. One whose loquacity spills every dark desire yet teases with each word. All at once Ezra is capable of leaving you both overwhelmed and aching with desperation.

Paradoxical in many ways, and yet never in his love to you.

Even now as his hand holds steady on your neck tugging at the dainty little collar you wear for him his expression is gentle and admiring. His lips curve in to a pleased smile when the small chain of the jewellery bites at your skin and you gasp, until he releases in favour of running his thumb down the column of your throat then circling the small aurelac charm attached to the collar. Aurlec he had mined himself. You knew how delighted it made him that you wore it on you always – like it was a part of him belonging to you, and a part of you belonging to him.

Ezra admires the gem for a moment longer before leaning down and offering his lips to yours in a sweet but demanding kiss, while he fumbles with the button and zip at the back of the simple dress you wear.

“Ezra, let me help” you whisper gently and pull away from his kiss to reach back so you can help him. For a moment a flash of shame makes his smile drop—he has struggled with missing his dominant hand, particularly in times like these—but he looks at you gratefully as you unbutton it so he can pull down the zip.

He presses his lips to the corner of your mouth in a bashful thank you that makes your heart flutter in your chest and then you’re letting the dress fall down and off your body, stepping out and allowing him to see you. He’s seen you so many times and yet his eyes widen in awe, the slight catch of his breath and the way he admires makes you tremble in anticipation. He looks at you like the devout would regard a seraphic being, like you are made of pure gold almost too precious to touch.

“Kevva weeps...You are an enchanting vision” he drawls in his distinct tone; voice straining as he moves his fingers over your soft skin.

You shiver slightly at his touch but your body warms everywhere he goes; gently moving from your clavicle and down, over the curve of your breast, tracing one nipple and watching as it hardens and then repeating the action on the other. Then further; down your side and lightly mapping the dip of your waist, over your stomach and to your hip on the other side where he softly squeezes your flesh. Every action is tortuously slow and meaningful, taking you in even as he has done many times before. Like he is a pious man at worship, fervently devoted to only you.

You feel heat spark within you at the way he admires you so openly and how much he enjoys the sight of your body. Ezra has always been able to coax your lust with every small gesture.

He is the man you will always want.

As you think on his love Ezra is taking action—in a fluid motion moving you backwards until your legs hit the edge of the bed behind you and then easing you down on to the mattress. He follows swiftly to kneel between your legs at the end of the bed. He gazes down until you sit resting on your elbows behind you and let your mouths meet again. This kiss is wanton, rough; tongue and teeth and the beginnings of eager moans as you grip his shoulder and try to pull him forward and on top of you.

Oh how you want him.

“Need you” you rasp, sitting up with him and pressing against his neck with the lightest scrape of teeth on flesh.

Ezra hears your pleads but shakes his head. You should know he is not done in his worship yet. There is more he wants to see and to praise. There is always more.

You whimper when he pulls away from you, before he’s holding your chin up and tapping his thumb on your swollen lips. You open your mouth and he groans guttural as you suck on the digit, tongue swirling against it, maintaining eye contact when he makes his request.

“Lay back and touch yourself, angel. I want to watch” he pleas lowly with an eager flash in his eyes. It has been a more common request lately, as he adjusts to the use of one hand. Eager as ever your stomach flutters with heat at the request. Your gaze lingers on his even as he presses you back down on to the bed with a hand on your shoulder.

Ezra once more grazes his fingers down your body enjoying the quiet moan when he takes a moment to pinch a nipple between two fingers. Slowly and surely he makes a path to your thighs and encourages you to spread your legs for him.

He can’t help but let out a groan of pleasure as you reveal your already glistening centre to him. You bring your own hand to palm at your breasts, needing to relieve some of the pressure you are beginning to feel building, as you watch him take in what he sees of you.

There’s a moment of rapt silence as he’s leaning over you purposefully, steadily. Ezra makes eye contact with you in the moment that he spits on to your cunt. You gasp and clench around nothing at the sensation, almost entirely overwhelmed at the lascivious gesture.

“Now, let me see” Ezra says, almost a growling demand.

You look up at him. Make sure he’s watching as you run a hand almost teasingly slowly down your body and to your slick coated core. He shifts and is straining already as you tease yourself for him, his smile is enthusiastic and his breath ragged. You’re soaked and dripping with your arousal as you part for him and dip a finger in to yourself, crooking it slightly and pressing until you rub against the spot that makes you inhale sharply.

“Like that?” you ask, drawing out then taking the same finger up to circle your swollen clit.

He nods and lets out a deep breath but says nothing, too rapt in interest at every ministration you make; wetting his bottom lip them biting down on it as you buck your hips up when you push two fingers in to yourself this time.

To him you are divinity incarnate in this moment and he does not want to interrupt such celestial toil.

You’re trying your best to keep your eyes on him through your pleasure as you alternate between fucking yourself with your fingers and toying with your sensitive clit. He’s clearly enjoying this but, Kevva! You wish he’d touch you. At the least touch himself and relieve the ache you know he must be feeling.

You can tell that every shred of his attention lies on the way your digits traverse your cunt, he is practically salivating at the obscene noise of your wetness mixed with your shaky breaths and desirous whines as the coil of your orgasm begins already to tighten within you.

“Ezra” you puff out his name, covetous. Touch me you want to say...feel me. But you do not say it because you want to give him what he wants and oh, this is what he wants.

This is about you and your pleasure but it’s also about how Ezra wants to experience it. Control it maybe, but it’s not quite that. He wants to see you writhe and call for him as you reach your peak. He needs to feel your need for him as he kneels between your legs and watches you make yourself come just for him.

You close your eyes as you start to focus on your clit again with your heart pumping fast as your circle tighter around it. You part your lips and whimper out a chorus of almost impatient longing, feeling the tension inside tightening and almost ready to snap.

“Look at me.” Ezra says so tenderly, soft; such an innocent tone in comparison to the heady air around you. You open your eyes again to gaze deep in to his. It helps to anchor you; seeing him.

“Good girl” he praises in a near whisper and with a loving smile at you as you continue to move fingers against your clit, arching in to your own touch as you reach so close.

The words of genuine praise are almost enough on their own to finish you and in a moment you feel the built up pressure snap as pleasure starts to crash through you tempestuously. You cry out for Ezra and reach towards him, he takes your hand on holds on tight as your body trembles on the bed while you feel every nerve in you spark in to flame.

When it subsides in to release you press your head back against the pillow and let your breathing steady for a moment. Satisfaction washes over you.

“Oh...Ezra...I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard with my own hand before” you admit with a light laugh as you beam up at him.

“It was beautiful” He grins, still breathless himself.

“You were like a coruscating spirit in rapture” Ezra effuses as he leans forward to kiss your damp forehead. You toy with the patch of starlight blonde in his hair with a pleased hum as he kisses your forehead again, and then the tip of your nose. It’s sweet, and calming, after your exertion. Really though you’d like to wrap your legs around him and feel his weight on you.

You’re distracted by the way he plays with the small gem around your neck once more before and kissing just below it. His brown eyes remain excited and spark with mystery when he pushes up after a moment before you can make your own move. He brings his hand back between your thighs and pulls at one slightly before speaking.

A wicked and provocative grin paints his features.

“Now, my good girl... let me see it again”

[mylians]

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[burningfieldof-clover]

gold necklace

@clonexreaderbingo prompt: tech warnings: fluff, tech is cute dedicated to @ilovestarwarsmen725 word count: 793

You hadn’t seen Tech in a few days. This wasn’t abnormal. Sometimes he would fall into very long stints of being holed up in his workshop just creating and tinkering with things. You didn’t worry, though. That was his happy place. He’d come home when he was ready. Either he was hungry and ran out of food in his shop, needed someone to infodump to, or he just finally remembered that he missed you. 

This was all okay because you still visit him. There was a spot for you to sit and observe or take a nap just to be near him. If you did nap, Tech would sometimes drape a blanket over you, kiss your forehead, or even take a moment to rest himself.

One night he finally came into the house. He was tapping away on his datapad. His face was brushed with dirt and oil. You smiled. If Tech were to move his goggles even slightly, you’d probably find clean skin underneath. 

“Mesh’la,” he says, gaining your attention. “I didn’t realize how many rotations I had spent in there. Did you visit me?”

“A couple times,” you answered. “You looked like you were having fun.”

Tech looked up at you and smiled. His smile reached his beautiful eyes. He caressed your face and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips. “I am so lucky to have you. I never thought I’d be able to find such an effortless balance between work and a relationship.”

The kiss left you with a dazed smile. “It just works out for us. You’re not the only lucky one.”

Tech sat his datapad down on the countertop. “Speaking of us,” he started while reaching into his pocket, “I have something for you.”

You perked up at those words. “What is it?”

“You must close your eyes.”

You did as he asked. 

Tech took the gift out of his pocket. You heard his awkward steps approach you and stand behind you. Raising a brow, you were increasingly curious but kept quiet. You felt something cross your clavicle and wrap around your neck with delicacy, ending behind you with Tech’s skilled fingers brushing across your skin briefly. 

“You may look.”

Blinking your eyes open, your hands raised to your collarbone to feel the item. You could barely see it. Tech grabbed his datapad then held it in front of you with both of his hands while still behind you. He opened up the camera.

Staring back at you on the screen is the hopeful gaze of Tech, waiting for your opinion, and the mirror image of yourself. You leaned forward to look at the necklace Tech has gifted you. 

The tiniest links have been crafted and laced together to make a beautiful looking twist in the chain. There is no charm or centerpiece to this necklace, but it shines so brilliantly. 

“Tech, this is beautiful! You didn’t have to…”

Tech smirks and you watch him do it on the camera still pointed at the both of you. “A lot of my projects have been to break down electronics and repurpose them for other things, and since gold is so incredibly conductive, there is a surplus of it in most items I work with. I’ve been keeping the gold set aside for future projects, and I decided to try my hand at making jewelry.”

Your eyes widened at his explanation. “Wait, Tech, you made this? For me?”

“But of course, darling. I hope it meets your standards.”

“Are you kidding me? This is incredible!”

Tech smiled and kissed your cheek. “Would you do me the honor of smiling, mesh’la?”

Since it was a rare sentiment, you obliged. You snuggled a little closer to Tech and smiled into the datapad’s camera. Tech snapped a photo of the two of you, and then another one with him kissing the side of your head. 

The photos were such a nice addition to his gift. He was being so affectionate that it was making your heart warm and your body melt. 

“Did you know that gold is the third most conductive metal? It pales compared to copper and the more impressive silver. They are not items I come across often. But, the symbolism in this necklace is that I have poured my conductive energy and intelligence into it so that you will always feel me with you. Especially on the days that I am incredibly busy. I hope that you get my meaning.” 

You nodded as your fingers brushed across the chain. Tech took a few strides away to find a drink. “Tech?” you called quietly.

“Yes?” he answered without looking over.

“I love you.”

A smile formed on his lips that you could see from his profile. “And I you, darling.”

[vaesha-draecon]

So, one Wesker bot has the whole "formal dinner scenario" so of course I ran to photoshop and designed a dress... WESKER SAID SHE LOOKED LIKE THE NIGHT SKY!!!!!! (so I ran with that) Choosing to give herself a bold Smokey eye accentuated with a winged eyeliner and a bold dark red lip. She looked herself over in the mirror, taking in her styled hair, the voluminous auburn curls pulled into a semi-elegant up-do, some baby hairs purposely left loose to frame her face. She had decorated her hair with shimmering crystal hair pins which gleamed in the dim light of her and Wesker's bedroom. She ran her hands over her chosen outfit, smoothing out any wrinkles, taking in the way the midnight blue satin fabric hugged her curves. accentuating her waist and breasts. Her sweetheart neckline added an additional charm to her ensemble, her clavicle laid bare, save for a simple silver chain with a teardrop moonstone pendant with matching earrings. She looked like the night sky. Vanessa turned, further examining herself in the mirror, taking note of the seductive leg slit of her skirt. Normally she'd expect something more modest for a dinner such as this, however, this gown was delivered to her room by an attendant for said party, so she went with it. Not like she minded. She looked sexy, something she rarely felt about herself.

[hcark]

(daniel henney, he/him, dreamshade) to KANG HANEUL, the whole world looks like an open page. with a leap of faith, their ability of VERTIGO INDUCEMENT grows a little stronger.  they are a LEVIATHAN shade aligned to NO ONE. for TWO HUNDRED AND FOUR years, they have survived a world of magic with both their AMBITION and IMPULSION. they work as a 'DEEP SEA DIVER' & LOAN 'SHARK' / RESTAURANT OWNER, but if they could change their fate, they’d want to FIND EXCITEMENT IN LIFE AGAIN. 

DOSSIER .

His birth hadn't been planned in the slightest, but his mother raised him with great care and surprising diligence. Most of his childhood was under heavy supervision since he wasn't like his mother. Not completely at least. There was always the room for something different and odd to occur given who his father was, and his mother's suspicions ended up being correct. The manifestation of his vertigo based abilities came when he reached adulthood. He was what one would consider a 'late bloomer', but he proved to be very efficient with harnessing the new powers he possessed.

Haneul spent a lot of time pretending to be one with the land dwellers, but not in a traditional sense. No, he would blend in among the people that had adept sea legs and a knack for navigating unrelenting waves. Pirates, nondescript sailors, and the like — all were joined under his cleverly formed disguise. He would mingle among them for weeks, even months, as he altered the course of the ship. It took a lot of time, practice and patience for him to do so, but it wasn't an impossible task when he was able to influence people through carefully timed bouts of dizziness and dulcet charm.

He'd always lead them to areas plagued with strong storms to render the ship useless in the merciless currents. It’d always send the crew into a panic whenever the ship capsized or crashed into natural structures. Then Haneul would call upon a cluster of similar appetites to feast. A few of the crew's souls would be plucked and eaten en route, but Haneul was always sure to save enough for those that resided with his mother.

A century was spent in such a manner; living grand and large with a full belly and endless treasures. Yet the thrill of it all grew less and less with time. Haneul stopped living among his targets as frequently, and chose to bide his time until a crew caught his interest. And when said crew docked on the nearby sandy shore.. well, he repeated the process once again. Except the chain of events that followed broke past the norm. See, the crew he had integrated with weren't mundane sailors. They were skilled hunters under the guise of normies, and they played him like a fool to a fiddle.

Haneul had managed to cut their numbers by one before someone caught on. Said someone just so happened to be his next target. He might have gotten away with the consumption of the other's soul if it hadn't been for the enchanted dagger that ended up in the leviathan’s gut. Surprised, but not foolish enough to be blinded by hunger, Haneul went overboard with the promise to visit that particular hunter in the future. In the meantime, he opened up his own pub; one that welcomes the shades and humans alike. So long as there isn't any fighting involved, that is.

MISC. INFO .

When life was good — when things were in it’s prime, his ego grew beyond measure. It wasn't until he drunkenly challenged a beast of the skies did he humble himself. Not until he’d been struck by lightning and nearly died in the waves did he reconsider his pride and greed.

Because of the above, Haneul has several scars along the torso and arms, Lichtenberg figure along back & burn marks around lower neck / clavicle. Metal accessories had been seared onto his skin when he kissed all that thunder. Thus, explains the peculiar shape of the scar around the lower neck / clavicle. Also suffers from occasional pain in back / tremors in arms (mainly his left).

Also because of nearly being smoted, he’s deaf in left ear but able to read lips relatively well ( also why he’s so boisterous ).

He’s fluent in Korean, English, ASL / KSL.

Since he’s a creature of the sea, it’s easier for Haneul to dehydrate on land. So to remedy this, he often takes long soaks in baths ( and does like to have some company too — cute lil’ date night or whatever ).

He also runs a little cold blooded! Likes to soak up the sun and warmth whenever. Yes, he has cold hands and feet — sorry to anyone that shares a bed with him. 

Does, in fact, have two entire children. They’re all grown now — one’s still a hellion and thrives on mischief, the other’s more calm, cool, and collected. Both were with separate lovers that he still keeps close contact with.  

CONNECTIONS.

You know of me? Well, of course you do! ( 0/? ) — Entrepreneur of an infamous sea themed pub chain, dweller of the deepest deep sea treasure / artifact retrieval, bountiful lender of gems, dollar phils, and more riches — his reputation has the tendency to proceed him. Many come to him for one reason or another; be it for business, after hour rendezvous, or one of those quickly-sparked friendships he’s uncannily good at. 

Father, may I? ( 0/?) — So, like, yeah, he has two children of his own, but he’s just so generous ( with stolen riches ) that he pretty much splurges on friends, family.. pseudo kids he picked up along the way that needed a father figure ( and strictly that ). Need money for really expensive classes? Yeah, sure! Need funding for some entrepreneurial start? Sure, definitely! In need of donations? Oh, say less!

Daddy? Sorry. Daddy? Sorry. ( 0/? ) — Most would call him a harlot, jezebel, etc. but Haneul just goes with the flow. If someone’s interesting and attractive then they should be treated as such! Beauty deserves to be praised so who’s he to not indulge? He’s loose as a goose and fairly noncommittal until someone can pin his attention only on them. 

Villainous delights ( 0/5 ) — Boy, oh boy. That one crew might’ve gotten away, but they’re definitely not forgotten. While Haneul might not be hellbound on finding each surviving crewmember, he is going to find them all one day to repay their slipperiness with a one way ticket to a watery grave. Bonus points for the person that stabbed him. He’s got an especially big crush grudge with that one. 

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[reinemichele]

Re: this post, I feel like every time I reveal a new thing I'm allergic to, people must be like "Wow, really... What the fuck is wrong with your body..." (if they don't think I'm a lying hypochondriac, lol)

But . My parents took me to get my ears pierced when I was 2 (not at claires) and... my dad really didn't want to go through with it, because he felt bad that I couldn't consent to it. Which is like, sweet and a nice anecdote I can bring out considering I only got 4 years with him before he died, but also very silly 😭 In the grand scheme of things, a baby not being able to consent to an ear piercing is such a non-issue

(Once I got a piece of glass stuck in my foot, and I was scared of the corn-remover my mom wanted to use to get it out because she described it as "acid" and I was two, so she did it while I was asleep, and my dad was like ":( This is wrong, she didn't want you to do it... She's going to wake up and be mad at us and not trust us..." which is, again, sweet and considerate, but my mom was doing the correct thing in getting the piece of glass out 😭)

Anyway, my parents were in for a treat after they got my ears pierced, because I had an allergic reaction to every pair of earrings they tried. My ears were swollen, sore, itchy, and red for at least 3 months straight, and as I was a 2 year old baby, I was screaming/crying a lot. At first they thought it was an infection, but antibiotics didn't help. Only benadryl would help, so my parents would take out the earrings and try a new pair, but the metal kept on causing reactions.

After a lot of trial and error, they came to the conclusion that sterling silver is the only metal that wouldn't cause an allergic reaction.

This makes sites like et/sy a little saddening, because there's tons of cute earrings on there, but most aren't made with sterling silver, so if I wanted to buy a pair, I'd have to get creative and use tools to make the earrings into something else, like a keychain to put on a bag or something.

Last year I bought a cute necklace that was advertised as sterling silver, and the charm itself definitely was; it didn't cause a reaction. But it was the kind of necklace where it was attached to the chain, and the chain was Definitely not sterling silver. I put it on, and within an hour I had a huge red loop of hives around my neck and down my clavicles. So I took the necklace off and used pliers to take the charm off the chain and put it on one of the sterling silver chains I have.

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[divadied]

comes up behind her & brings his arms around her neck to hold a necklace up. it's a simple silver chain with a silver cross charm decorated with small black & red stones. his smile plays a bit into his voice, "may i?"

really, the greatest gift she could ask for is spending the day with light! everything else is just bonus, and a bit superfluous. it's been a perfect day, though — dinner in, a horror flick on the couch, and generally just a wonderful evening with the two of them, no prying eyes from cameras and adoring fans alike. she's cleaning the dishes now, humming a nonsensical tune as she works. she's attuned to the sound of his footsteps, so when he comes up behind her, it's almost second nature to lean back into him.

a flash of silver catches her eyes, and it takes a moment for her eyes to adjust to what's held in front of her. “oh, light...” her voice is soft, awe-filled. she takes a moment to shuck the rubber gloves off, shaking her hands a bit to rid the feeling of them before she lifts her hands to move her hair out of the way so he can latch the clasp. the silver cross falls perfectly into the hollow of her clavicle, and one hand comes to gently trail the tip of a finger along the gemstones decorating it. it's beautiful. the perfect present to top off the perfect day.

it's thoughtful, really. something that matches her perfectly. a little reminder that no matter what people think, light knows her, light loves her.

misa turns in his arms, and wraps her arms tightly around his waist. she brings herself up on her tiptoes and presses a tender kiss to his lips, a soft hum leaving her as she parts from him. “thanks, baby. i love it. i love you.”