bloody fingies ╎ ⦗ ᴶᵃᵉᴾⁱˡ ⦘

What enraptured his attention more than anything was the hefty stone attached to Wonpil's chain. It emitted a strange, glowing light that prohibited him from deferring his gaze, its aura similarly seductive. Jae soon lost all autonomy. The black canvas of his pupils reflected only the red burn of the amulet. His splayed fingers reached towards Wonpil's neck, hungry for the chain and its treasure, and finally, he was able to snatch it, the clasp breaking with surprising ease. Jae held the jewel greedily against his belly like a cloacal'd Smeagle. His eyes grew at the sight of this thing-this beautiful, seemly thing-in his possession . . . // this might be a joke, or it may not be. i'll leave that up to you, the reader.