#Pink Tourmaline Earrings

[rosecjewelsshop]

1 CT Classic Pink Tourmaline Stud Earrings with Diamond Halo

Look as stunning as ever while flaunting this pair of Halo Stud Earrings featuring a Round Shape Pink Tourmaline Gemstone in the center set in prong setting encircled by a Halo of sparkling Round Shape Diamond. The Classic Stud Earrings beautifully crafted in Solid Gold will make you the center of attraction at all your parties.

[chordiajewel]

Natural 6x4mm Oval Cut Pink Tourmaline Earrings in 14k Solid Gold

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[tiarascrowns]

Opal & Tourmaline Earrings

In honor of the new month, here are the few October birthstone earrings I had in my cache (sorry).

Opal Diamond White Gold Dangle Earrings

"Set decorated with an 2 round- and 2 teardrop-shaped opal bordered by 192 diamonds and brilliant-cut diamonds weighing circa 1,57 ct. Mounted in 18 K white gold. Millegrain setting. On the back each hallmarked with the purity 750. Total weight: 9,86 g. Length: 1.77 in ( 4,5 cm )"

- 1st Dibs

Tourmaline, Fire Opal, Pearl & Gold Earrings

"21st Century Tourmalines Fire Opals Roses Leaves Pearl Gold Hoop Earring

Hoop Earrings in 18 Karat Yellow Gold, Fire Opals carved as roses, Tourmalines carved as leaves and pearls. Introducing our exquisite Hoop Earrings, a true embodiment of elegance and sophistication. Crafted with utmost precision and attention to detail, these earrings are designed to captivate and inspire. Made from luxurious 18 Karat Yellow Gold, they exude a timeless charm that is sure to leave a lasting impression."

- 1st Dibs

Pink & Green Tourmaline Earrings

"White Gold, Pink Tourmaline, Green Tourmaline and Diamond Earrings

Featuring mismatched elongated oval pink and green tourmalines, accented by 130 round brilliant cut diamonds."

- Sotheby's

Todd Reed Tourmaline Earrings

Earrings in various shades of pink & green tourmalines, accented by diamonds, all bezel set.

- Diamonds in the Library

[gemville]

Kunzite, Pink Tourmaline, Peridot, Paraiba Tourmaline, Yellow and Pink Sapphire and Diamond Mismatched Earrings by Margot McKinney

Source: thejewelleryeditor.com

[foxstonejewelry]

Leaf jewelry with amethyst, pink tourmaline, and sunstone 🍂 available here.

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[giricollections]

Pink Tourmaline Ear Tops

Have gorgeous Chequered cut Pink Tourmaline Ear Tops with a Diamond halo. A noticeable piece of jewelry crafted in 18K Gold.

[peachesgarden]

The First Guardian of Love and Warrior of Flames

[lust4nero]

Will I Understand This Feeling Someday?

Vergil Sparda x F!Reader

word count - 2.1k

tags - fluff, slow burn, denial of feelings, vergil is bad at feelings, soft vergil, vergil needs a hug, protective vergil, reader is similar to the lady in red

“Are hearts confined in cages of bone because if nothing holds the heart back, the heart could wander too far into vulnerability?,” Vergil thought as he walked alongside the lady. “Will I understand this feeling someday?”

Vergil can escape from Nightmares but can he escape the grasps of tender affection towards the Lady in Red?

[this fic was inspired by this fanart by hejee on Twitter/X]

Nightmares followed Vergil into Fortuna City, literal and metaphorical ones. He had done everything to keep his tracks hidden and made sure his whereabouts were unknown, even creating a fake name so no one could recognize one of the sons of Sparda. Unfortunately for the white-haired demon, he ended up venturing into a city that houses a religious society who worshipped his father. Of course he’d be recognized, alerting foes of his presence in Fortuna. Vergil, who usually thought with his mind and not what his soul felt most familiar to, chose to seek secret refuge in a city that would immediately spot a son of the god they worshipped. Even he was confused, he never felt much for Fortuna, so why did something draw him near in that place? He had no time to think or ponder for the squeals of the Nightmares were closer than he’d like them to be. He pulls the hood over his hair, spiky strands of a cascade of moonlight curtained by the thick and dark cloth of his cloak’s hood. The accessory casted a penumbra over his face, concealing cold eyes of light blue tourmaline. He moved fast and quiet like a shadow, several steps ahead of his adversaries. In the corner of the peoples’ lines of vision, it was as if they witnessed a wisp of black and a small tinge of dark blue zoom past but they were too slow to fully comprehend what they saw, deducing it to a trick of the light.

“Vergil!”

He swore that he wouldn’t stop; he wouldn’t halt, so why did he? No voice commanded Vergil, not even his own father's but he heard and obeyed, even if this voice did not demand anything from him. He looked around frantically, looking for the source of the voice and swearing to send all the world’s curses towards its beholder.

“Vergil!” The voice repeats. He turns around, bracing himself to come into combat with the Nightmares. He lets go of a breath he didn’t know he kept though his guard is still up, ready to unsheath the Yamato. His ears pick up the sound of the clacking of heels approaching his position, causing him to turn to the direction of the source of the noise and unsheathing his sword.

“Vergil, it’s just me.” You softly say, taking a careful step back when the sun causes a flash of light to reflect off of the sharp blade. “I saw you running earlier. Something wrong?”

The red cloak. It’s the lady with the red cloak again.

Vergil grabs your wrist and drags you closer to him, the quick jostling movement causing the white hood that veiled your hair to fall down. He narrows his eyes, trying to get inside your mind and figure out why someone like you would call out for someone like him . Sure, you had helped him before and this is not your first or second time meeting but why did you call out his name like he’s been in your life longer than he has been? Why did his name sound as if it carried a deep meaning when it left your mouth? Surely he was overthinking things, the woman in front of him was too kind for this world; evil has not tainted your pure soul.

“Why do you call me? I do not owe you anything,” Vergil coldly says. “You have divided my attention from my goal.”

He knew he messed up his wording when the woman in front of him widened her eyes, your cheeks dusted with a gentle pink hue as you directed your gaze to the man’s hold on your right wrist. That sounded a lot more soft and mushier than he ought to make it sound.

“I just happened to see you from afar. It’s not hard to miss a dark coat sifting through a crowd,” you quietly respond. “What were you running from? I don’t see anyone behind you.”

“You wouldn’t know,” Vergil coldly remarks as he lets go of your wrist, an odd feeling lingering at the back of his mind. He hears a distant sound, a sound similar to fork scratching against a plate; they’re near, nearer than he’d want them to be. He spots a dark growth belonging to a body of some sort amidst the crowd, though taking a spirit-like form as people could pass by the figure. Vergil is all too familiar with the sight and takes the lady’s hand as he moves swiftly and expertly.

“Takes the lady’s hand?”

He realizes what he’s done; he brought you along with him. Normally, Vergil would have left you behind and halted conversation long ago but he wasted time to escape to engage in a talk with you, though he did not exactly dislike the fact. As he ran, he looked back to look at you if you were alright but why did he look back? He looked back and observed that despite being out of breath and your hair looking a lot messier than it did earlier, you were in perfect condition which came as a relief to him.

If Vergil only saw you as someone he’d exchange a few words with and as someone who nursed his wounds until he could leave before the cracks of the sun’s rays shone through the night sky, why was he relieved that you were fine and in one piece?

He spots a small gap between two mossy brick walls from afar, rechanging his course and squeezing himself and you into the wall. An odd guilt weighs on his heart when he hears a trifling groan from you, feeling bad that he handled such a fragile person carelessly.

“Vergil what’s–”

Vergil cups a hand around your mouth, raising an index finger to press it against his lips to shush yours. Your bodies are pressed against each other, Vergil’s body caging you in with your back to the brick wall; he leans in close to you with his shrouded head, the excess of the fabric of his cover hiding your face as your own veil had fallen down and laid on your shoulders. You two remained motionless in their covert sanctuary, the only evidence of your presence being the faint echo of their heartbeats as the white-haired half-demon waited for his adversaries to pass. Frosty blue connected with yours in a silent intensity, the demon hybrid’s gaze meeting your hesitant and confused ones as a wordless understanding was exchanged, that understanding being Vergil’s unintentional penchant for being a magnet of hell’s worst spawns. He withdraws his hand from your mouth when he could no longer hear the obnoxious scratchy sound that came with the presence of Nightmares yet still tells you to stay silent as he continues to listen for the sounds of death. When he really confirms that they’ve gone, he moves away from your body and apologizes for invading your personal space.

“Apologies,” his voice rumbles. “It was a spur of the moment decision. We would both be dead had I not done what I did.”

Well, that was his version of an apology. You simply gave him a polite smile as you nodded. You did not miss the way Vergil’s eyes seemed to glow as his gaze fell on your hair, strands dark as if they were threads woven straight from the night sky or the way he lost himself in the void of your pupils, unable to free himself from the spell it had cast on him. He could break out of that spell, he had the power to but he made the conscious choice to let himself go just this once. Did this mean that he only had eyes for you? Perhaps he’s gotten lost in your eyes trying to look for his answer.

“You certainly have a way of apologizing,” you say in a hushed voice. “But it’s fine. You did what you had to do.”

Vergil nods, adjusting the hood to reveal more of his face. He looks out for any harm and doesn’t sense or see anything planning to launch an ambush towards you and him so he deems the coast clear. “Would you like to step out of here?”

“Yes please.”

He goes first, keeping the lady in red close to him. Once you’re both out, you begin making their way towards nowhere. Well, wherever their feet take them. Vergil suddenly remembers that he could be tracked down by scent and they’d find him again. He stops walking and simply stands around, looking for anything to throw his scent off with.

“You okay?” you ask as you look around. “Have you sensed them again?”

“They’ll be able to track me down with their sense of smell,” he faintly pointed out. Lucky for him, you think fast; swiftly, you unclasped your own cloak from your shoulders and wrapped it around his shoulders, getting on your tiptoes to be able to properly put your cloak on him.

“You did not make me remove the one I already had on,” Vergil stiffly pointed out. “And you put it on wrong; the inside is out.”

“Had I removed your cloak first, people would recognize you by your clothing. If I place my cloak on top of the one you already have, I would be able to unclasp your cloak and slip it out without them seeing your garments,” you explained with a cunning grin. “And I know what I’m doing. I’m using my own scent to cover yours up since the inner part of the cloak is closest to my body that’s why that’s the one facing outwards.”

Vergil raised an eyebrow as you unclasped his own, the ghost of an amused smile playing on his lips. He watched you earnestly, scanning the details of your slender fingers that worked with his article of clothing. He kept his gaze trained on your hands– he kept his gaze trained anywhere else but your face for he knew that if he dared to do such a thing again, he’d add fuel to the fire that spread a spellbinding warmth throughout his body. You finished up, folding his cloak into a small square that he could carry around. You hand it to him and he takes it, the momentary brushes of their fingers setting something aflame between you and him. Vergil felt funny; it was a foreign feeling– a mixture of shock, happiness, and confusion, along with many other feelings that he did not have names for.

“Tsk tsk tsk, Vergil.” You gently scolded. “I’ve done so much for you. First I treated you then now I’m lending you a cloak of mine. Not to mention, you just left when I treated you and now you dragged me to some place.”

Vergil’s cheeks burned; why was he embarrassed that he owed the lady in red for taking care of him? Normally he’d be able to brush such claims off with a scoff but why did this cause immense shame in him?

“I’m… I’m sorry,” he said in a voice near whispering. “I will do my best not to inconvenience you.”

“I can see the shame burning in the apples of your cheeks,” you tease. “If you truly are sorry, Vergil, then at least get me a bowl of noodles with two boiled eggs.”

Vergil looks up again from having kept his head downcast, eyes narrowing in uncertainty.

“Noodles…?”

“Yes, noodles. It’s the least you could do. Your grip on my wrist was no joke earlier and I had to replenish bandaging cloth all by myself back in the infirmary because you used up so much despite having healed awfully fast.”

“Right. Where do you want your noodles then?”

Vergil was taken aback from the words that escaped his lips, his mouth moving faster than his mind did. The half-demon did not like being bound to anyone or owing anyone anything; he did not like the disadvantage it posed to him but this time, he was quite unsure and baffled as to why owing the lady a bowl of noodles did not bother him. It felt annoying when something as mundane as your laugh or the way the corners of your eyes wrinkled when you beamed widely, the heart he deemed cold fluttering like a hummingbird trying to break free from the cage that is his ribs.

“Are hearts confined in cages of bone because if nothing holds the heart back, the heart could wander too far into vulnerability?,” Vergil thought as he walked alongside the lady. “Will I understand this feeling someday?”

NOTE - I wrote + posted this on ao3 a year ago and since I decided to make this account dedicated to Leon Kennedy smut and DMC, I think it'll be okay to crosspost a fic here :) also, people on Twitter are so miserable because why are people who don't like the anime shitting on people who enjoyed it??? like it's okay if you don't think it's good, we all have our own opinions on this, but don't attack people for disagreeing or not sharing the same opinion as you do like jeez, get a job or something idk -_- Personally, I think the show is great-- it's not perfect but I think it's loads of fun, everyone did a great job on it too <3 anyway, that's it and thank you for reading!!

[the-jewel-catalogue]

Pink Tourmaline and Green Amethyst ‘Candy’ Drops

Kate + Kiki’s

The Princess owns Kiki McDonough ‘Candy’ drop earrings in Pink Tourmaline and Green Amethyst.

The Princess has showcased the showstopper statement earrings twice to date, both times at the National Portrait Gallery. The first appearance was at the Portrait Gala in 2017, followed by the ‘Victorian Giants’ Exhibition in 2018, making these earrings a sophisticated choice for art aficionado events, clearly.

These stunning earrings beautifully juxtapose the vibrancy of pink tourmaline with the serene allure of green amethyst. Encased in a halo of sparkling diamonds, the drop silhouette lends a touch of sophistication, making them a perfect choice for evening soirees. Their exquisite craftsmanship is evident in every facet, evoking a sense of regal charm and modern-day glamour.

[mtheonott]

Happy BD!!!

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

⌗ comf, bd, bf

word count: 504

note: happy birthday to meeee!!!!

The room is decorated in a nasty pink color, as if it was decorated by a 5-year-old girl. But no, this outrage was done by a pretty grown-up, serious and brutal guy. He just organized it not for himself, but for a lover of sweets, flamingos and bubblegum. Who knew his girlfriend loved that terrible color of blush?

He and his friends, no less brutal Slytherins, had to work hard and make it to her arrival in order to arrange a surprise. They can't open dorm rooms just like that, but your sweet neighbor missed the company, winking at the blond man who was disgusted with the whole celebration.

For an hour, they tangled in pink confetti, inflated pink balloons using spells they knew, and hung a damn pink pinata.

All these torments justified the smile that appeared on your face when you entered the room and saw all this.

— Happy birthday, Y/n,— Theodore said first, smiling shyly and looking away, not understanding why he was reacting like that.

The others follow him, giving her a festive smile and filling the room with a joyful atmosphere.

Out of admiration and gratitude, you even shed a tear, which was immediately removed by Nott, cupping your reddened cheeks and running his thumb just below your eye, looking at you in fright. You hugged his neck, leaving Theo in a stupor. It's the first time he's done something like this and received such gratitude for the first time, but the guy quickly pulls himself together and hugs you back, to the laughter and cheers of the others.

— I love you, cara mia… Thank you for this year and for the next ones that await us together, — he said quite softly, pressing you closer to him.

— And I love you, my beloved and sweet Theodore. Thank you for everything, — a sweet confession escaped your lips, which left behind a natural blush on your cheeks.

The guy let you go a little bit, far enough away to see your face. He swallowed and took out a small velvet box from his pocket.

— This is for you.

You gladly accepted the gift. Opening it, your eye was illuminated by the light reflecting from the earrings, which were looking at the birthday girl in anticipation. The tourmaline in the center of the jewelry made you open your mouth in amazement.

— It's very… beautiful. Thank you, Theodore.

The guy smiled happily and exhaled, as if he was afraid that you might not like such a gift.

Malfoy grinned, looking at the jewelry that everyone was already looking at.

— So that's what you've been looking for all this time.., — the blond interjected, shaking his head.

Nott nodded and pursed his lips, embarrassed by everything that was happening again. Such tenderness is unusual for him, but for the sake of your day he is ready to change his character and principles, even if it is difficult for him.

He's willing to do more for you.

[rosecjewelsshop]

1/2 CT Heart Shape Pink Tourmaline and Diamond Dog Paw Stud Earrings

These Cute Heart Paw Stud Earrings embellished with Heart Shape Pink Tourmaline Gemstone are set in a Bezel Setting with small Round Shape Diamond stones also set in a Bezel setting, crafted in Gold.

[chordiajewel]

Natural 4mm Round Cut Pink Tourmaline Earrings in 14k Solid Gold

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[valentine-cafe]

˖⁺. ﹙ the divine-scorned cultivator writer. ﹚: shalika 9948e.𖹭 ݁

. . . pretty as a petal, sharp as a sword !! 🍒 : “ i’d kiss you right here and now if it wasn’t because we were fighting a kaiju, sundari ” 

꒰ verse ꒱ 9948e

꒰ species ꒱ cultivator

꒰ ethnicity ꒱ indian

꒰ age ꒱ 26

꒰ gender ꒱ female

꒰ mbti ꒱ isfp

꒰ alias ꒱ the cultivator princess, the jester of zenith, god’s lapdog, tears of quartz, zenith's lotus, the midnight lotus

꒰ story ꒱ 

a cultivator turned “gods lapdog” as they call her, constantly running around and solving their bidding with a bow of her head and immediate compliance. yet through supposed cowardice and submission - eyes of fire downcast themselves in an effort to remain in line. in control of herself.

kind and compassionate despite the mockery of the divine and those of their realms. a skillful cultivator hellbent on the well-being of those around her. those that cannot fight for themselves.

a swordsman of great stature. yet banned from the way of the blade from the gods above — her heart and soul torn away; all she can do is hold her pen and write. write out the dark voice whispering vengeance and violence in her mind. the urge and itch at her palms to shed blood and cause pain ;

nevertheless, she continues on. what more can she do? but simply do what she does best and protect who she can.

  ꒰ appearance ꒱

shalika has long, straight black hair that extends to the base of her spine with pink fades that suit all of her features nicely. the pink by the ends matching her eyes when she uses magic

with very long lashes specifically on the outer corners of her eyes she has a beautiful pair of brown irises that, when using magic, begin to glow pink. at times when big amounts of magic is used, they will glow pink to the sclera as well.

her skin has a beautiful brown hue with beauty spots littering the left corner of her face. as a general, beauty marks freckle all around her body in general

stands at the height of 5’5” ( 165cm ) with a pear-shaped figure with rounded curves. she borders the side of chubby but isn’t quite there either.

in general, shali has some soft facial features that give her an angelic appearance apart from her eyes that are sharp and strike fear into most of her enemies.

she always wears a black bindi at the centre of her forehead

she has pointed earlobes with two rubellite tourmaline gems engraved in the outer lobes of her ears.

another place we see a rubellite tourmaline engraved in the middle of her tongue, shining brightly in the sunlight whenever she yawns or speaks

in the light of the moon, one may see pink hues along the black of her hair as well.

the veins around her wrists and arms begin to glow pink when she’s using magic.

shalika sticks to the soft pink aesthetics majority of the time, wearing lahenga, kurti and sarees most often.

she has a golden labret piercing, an inner lip ring with a small pearl below the lip and a smaller one on the top of the bottom lip.

she wears lots and lots of gold rings and bangles. to which hàoyŭ often bullies ( endearingly ) her about when she’s trying to sneak around. saying he can hear her from miles away.

gold and pink belly chains adorn her waist

she has a navel piercing. often decorated with butterflies or lotus flower designs, with little drop chains from the middle of the piercing.

she has a small nose stud, with rubellite tourmaline in the centre of it

she wears standard lobe and upperlobe piercings. usually golden and pink.

  ꒰ personality ꒱

a serene and modest woman, she tries her best to keep herself composed and is natuarally at her serene state.

is kind and compassionate, helping all those she comes across on her path or trying to. her intentions are usually always good.

graceful in every way possible, movement, speech, aura — in just about all she does, it leaves most in awe sighing in relief.

her intuition is incredibly strong. she knows when something is about to happen or is happening, and she acts on the intuition quickly.

shalika is rather creative! in both writing and her way of thinking.

very determined as of general, in many of her goals and aspirations. she gets to where she wants most often because of this.

a trait about her that some of her supiriors have at times sneered at is how daring she can be and is.

is quite the painstaking individual, she makes sure all of her things are correct and thorough.

though many look at her and believe she couldn’t be angry. she has a lot of pent up and repressed anger and frustration boiling at her insides, begging to be let out.

very submissive to her higher-ups. nevermind how much of a joke they make her seem to be, she still carries out the tasks and orders they give her and listen to their degration to her without a word said in response

complacent, she knows when she is right and is doing right and it satisfies her

she is quite ritualistic, sometimes when certain rituals are broken throughout the day she may feel as though something is very wrong.

along with the aforementioned anger and frustration. she supresses large amounts of violence that she just cannot let out.

  ꒰ with a lover ꒱

quality time is one of her love languages. she doesn’t always get a lot of time and so when she does - when she can, she makes sure to make the most out of her time with you

another of her love languages is acts of service. she wants to make sure you remember she’s there helping you around with stuff too, even when you don’t always get to see her for long

she writes about you, from the softer pieces to the more smutty ones. though, showing you some of her works make her feel a little self concious at times

often worries about your wellbeing and health a lot. she makes sure you are staying as healthy and feels as good as possible physically and mentally, emotionally too. she really hates to see you unwell.

though you might not see it much yourself, she is very protective of you and will do everything in her power to make sure you stay protected as well

always gives you little massages when you’re tense, she wants to make sure you’re eased and up and feeling light and not weighed down by the ache of your shoulders and body.

enjoys cooking meals for you, its one of her biggest ways of expressing her love for you. and to see you eat happily with her means everything.

late night calls with you are a must, she prefers the two of you falling asleep on call together when you are far away from one another. hearing your soft breathing puffing into the microphone is calming to her, and often helps her fall asleep too

loves putting flowers in your hair, decorating it with all of the colourful flowers she finds along her travels.

having been through many things in her life, shalika has become very self-sufficient and feels bad whenever you do things for her or try to. she often tries to take over the situation so you don’t have to do it. it makes her feel like she’s too much on you.

writes little letters to you on her adventures sometimes! putting in little doodles for you with the lovely messages <3

really likes listening to music with you, everything is calm, the two of you can sit down and cuddle, dance, chatter, it’s just nice.

gives you lots and lots of talismans in the form of jewellery to keep you protected from any evil forces that may try to get to you because of her

would gladly teach you swordfighting if you asked her to. It is one of her greatest passions! so sharing it with you would be an honor.

loves to sit and play the flute for you in the night, the two of you sitting on her rooftop while looking at the moon. wrapped in blankets and close to each other. candles lighting up the expanse gently

  ꒰ strengths ꒱

cultivation: numerous spells and rituals are at her disposal, for protection and combat, etc. because shalika is a cultivator of the moon division, this means that she can utilize things such as lunar light and moon energy

purification: able to purify areas of miasma and bad energy

healing: the ability to heal via magic

zoolingualism: the ability to communicate with animals

plant manipulation: very small ability to manipulate and harness the energy of plants - this cannot be used often

swordsmanship: she is an extremely skilled and talented swordsman, not many can put her down in this

  ꒰ weaknesses ꒱

overexertion: can tire herself out using large amounts of magic

drainage: if shalika forgets to recharge her powers after large fights or traumatic events, she may face consequences if slow recharging

  ꒰ relationships ꒱

sharad vaishya: father

aditi vaishya: mother

viresh vaishya: younger brother

zhào hàoyŭ: best friend and lover ( complicated )

zhào jìngyí: older brother figure

zhào xīyáng: younger brother figure

zhào hǎitāo: younger brother figure

zhào yìzé: younger brother figure

zhào yŭ xī: younger siblings figure

yuè mèng yáo: bad terms

alessio agresta arias: bad terms, former older brother figure

lorenzo agresta arias: neutral, former younger brother figure

kyung seong-jin: good friend

rishen aryielus: good friend

shimada takara: BAD TERMS, practical enemies

park tae-hyun: nuisance - ( good friend )

zhào hàoyu 9948v: stalker

  ꒰ extra ꒱

she is an avid writer ( can sometimes be the mad writer archetype )

she is a journalist when she is not doing her cultivator work

she speaks hindi and english

she plays the flute

she is often sent out by the gods to complete tasks they do not want to

essio ( hàoyŭ’s bunny ) adores her

speaks with very melodic tones in her voice

[gemville]

Pink Tourmaline, Green Tourmaline and Diamond 'Garden Earrings' by 18 Carat House

Photo Courtesy: 18 Carat House

Source: jckonline.com

[emiplayzmc]

Yes hi hello I am completely normal about the Advertisons.

YIPPEEE, my designs of the main four Addisons! Headcanons + Individual information under the cut :) (Long Post, as usual).

I think I started working on this in January?? In any case, THIS TOOK TOO LONG BUT I AM SO HAPPY ABOUT IT!!

From left to right: Target (Pink), Banner (Orange), Broadcast (Yellow), and Sample (Blue)

Part 1: Body Ref Sheet + Headcanons

Part 2: Random Headcanons

Sample James (The Blue Addison) [He/Him]

I am not immune to Blue Addison = Oldest and most responsible propaganda. So... yeah! Sample is the eldest / second-eldest next to his twin, Broadcast, of the group! He's an employee of a gift shop / Cyber Shoes location (the shop that gives out free samples!) They're the most level-headed of the group, being the type to offer gentle advice, comfort, and care, along with a listening ear and a calming presence. They're not exactly... enthusiastic about their job? But it pays the bill, so he doesn't try to find a new one that fits into his purpose within Cyber City's Addison workforce. Sample also has pica, so occasionally he's selling / giving Lightners (like Kris) products from the gift shop like they're comsumables rather than items.

Sample is closest with his twin, Broadcast - in fact, they're the only pair of Addisons to have spawned in at the exact same time on the same day in Cyber City. Even if they're not biologically related, they still consider themselves twins, and they were the first people that each other saw. Broadcast is a bit like the Yin to Sample's Yang, as they're an influencer to getting Sample to be more outgoing, while Sample is the influence that (sometimes) mellows Broadcast out.

Sample's advertisements tend to hinge between survey advertisements (like sample sizes) and advertising websites that work with coupons and saving money like Honey and Rakuten.

Broadcast Nikola (The Yellow Addison) [He/They]

In my interpretation of the main four Addisons, Broadcast is, as his name suggests, a commercial broadcaster! Tehy work very long hours at Cyber City's TV station as the sole host of Cyber City's shopping channels, advertising products sold by Addisons across the city nearly 24 hours a day. Despite the long hours, he's a huge ball of energy, constantly speaking quickly and fidgeting with a pair of metal spheres that they carry everywhere. In addition, they're... very much a coffee and sugar addict, keeping a thermos on him at all times that's filled with coffee mixed with obscene amounts of cinnamon and sugar.

Of course, they're closest with their twin, Sample. Most of their free time off work is spent with him. Broadcast is also the type to wear Hawaiian shirts and meme clothes (like that one ADHD shirt that parodies the ACDC merch), and was the one who suggested they and Sample dye portions of their hair in the other's colour, and the one who suggested the family spend their Friday nights at the Cyber Grill (a lot of the time, he was singing at the karaoke stand with Spamton or Banner).

As you probably guessed, Broadcast's advertisements are all television / video based, with commercials on television and advertisements on websites like YouTube.

Target Tourmaline (The Pink Addison) [He/Him]

Target is the middle child of the main four Addisons! He runs a combination jewellery store / Cyber Shoes location - the place where you buy the Freeze Ring / get the pitch for the Dating Shoes. He also runs the tea shop, so he is a bit of a workaholic. He's very no-nonsense and by-the-book, and VERY strict with time management since he already runs three stores. He's also very picky about what he eats and drinks, watching the amount of data that consumables have and pretty much only drinking tea and occasionally battery acid.

Out of the main group, he's the most powerful with his magic, having studied and practiced with it for a long time. Outside of being very uppity, he does care a lot about his siblings, and is usually the one to be called for tough love and harsh truths that need to be heard. He's the closest with Banner, but was also pretty close with Spamton in more of a teasing older sibling - egotistical little sibling dynamic.

Their type of advertising is targeted ads, giving Lightners ads based on their browsing data. He and Spamton used to run a dating website where he did the matchmaking, and Spamton sent out the emails to promote the website.

Banner Hestia (The Orange Addison) [They/Them]

Banner is the youngest of the main four! They run the shop where you buy the Mannequin, and is the most successful of the group with a very popular boutique. They tend to hyperfixate HARD on their clothing designs, and brings a sketching tablet practically everywhere with them. They can make clothes and designs very VERY fast, buuuut tend to fall asleep at their own desk late at night.

They're the closest with Target, usually going to him for advice and just general hanging out, but it's very well known that Banner wears their heart on their sleeve, and cares deeply for every one of their little family - to the point where it may be a little bit obsessive / possessive. They're known for their excellent customer service and speed at getting work and commissions done, being very helpful and supportive towards the customers that come to their shop. Simultaneously the most and least salesman-like of the group since despite their great success they still form a lot of connections with customers and clients and never just like another sucker to buy their stuff.

Banner's type of advertising is, of course, banner advertisements. You have them to thank for the absolutely insane amount of banner ads covering most of the Fandom wiki.

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Baby Pink Tourmaline and Pearl Earrings

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