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polutrope · 7 months

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Underhanded

for @silmsmutweek Day 6, Prompts: Public sex, Casual sex, and Writer Challenge #6.

Rating: E | No warnings Words: 2.3k Relationship: Celegorm/Finrod Genre: Smut

"Heat crawled over the side of Celegorm’s body where Finrod’s shoulder brushed it, but he smirked. He had no wish to wrest the crown of Nargothrond from his cousin, not yet. Finrod was a competent leader, and beloved. Better to leave the Kingdom in his hands — and for Celegorm to hold Finrod in his."

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Plates heaped high with colourful offerings filled Nargothrond’s long feast table to its very edges. Burgundy venison with a crust of wild herbs, steaming meat pies bursting with red and yellow roots, garnishes of ripple-edged greens and white radishes, many bowls of pickled beans and olives from the slopes below the Faroth. Attendants topped off crystal goblets with golden wine, flitting among the courtiers pressed nearly shoulder-to-shoulder.

Finrod had been absent on his tour of the villages downriver no more than a season, but Nargothrond loved its king, and his return was heralded with an explosion of light and laughter.

Celegorm lifted his cup to eye-level, observing the play of light in the liquid, the bubbles rising in a constant stream from the base of the glass. But he was more interested in that which he watched through it: Finrod seated at the head of the table on his high-backed chair of dark wood, draped in pearly silks; the fabrics captured the glow of the chandeliers and cast them back in shifting hues. The veneer of gold and glass allowed Celegorm to admire the broad strokes of the King’s beauty, the totality of his grace rather than the singular motions of hand or neck or mouth.

Though those were lovely too, he thought, setting the rim of his glass to his lips and sipping from it. It was cool against the thin layer of skin, awakening a longing for contact of another kind: warm, living, hungry. Such had Finrod’s lips felt against his the night before he set out, when he had relented at last to years of denied desire.

Celegorm had cultivated it from the first months of their coming to Nargothrond, when he had caught the furtive glances Finrod stole of him in councils, or felt eyes raking over him in the training yards, burning too fiercely to be the politic interest of a king in his general. No — Finrod’s desire had been as carnal as Celegorm’s own, but for once Celegorm had waited. Waited for the King to claim him. The prize of Finrod Felagund inspired patience.

But now Celegorm had tasted of him: as supple and sweet as his outward show suggested, but with a centre as hard and bright and sharp as adamant which, once exposed, blazed so hot it might have hurt a lesser man. Not Celegorm. Celegorm received him willingly, eagerly, boldly. His tongue thickened with longing to taste him again.

The evening wore on. Celegorm made no effort to dull the lust blooming between his thighs, rather letting one hand slide beneath the table to tend it. The effort of maintaining the proud yet relaxed set of his shoulders, the innocuous charm of voice and countenance, served only to fuel his desire.

Finrod caught his eyes, and then, for a moment, Celegorm let his mask slip, granting the King a glimpse of the hunger beneath it. But if this brought a blush to Finrod’s cheeks, the rosy dust already brushed over them concealed it. Finrod steepled his arms on the table, his long sleeves gaping to show the soft underside of his arms ringed with bracelets — the right one bearing a tattoo of a snake, shimmering emerald — and knit his fingers together before him with all the elegant pomp of a peacock fanning his tail. He let his golden eyelashes, studded with tiny diamonds, drop heavily to his cheekbones. Only when he’d fully opened them again did he slide his gaze away from Celegorm.

The invitation was clear.

When Edrahil (benign and devoted Edrahil, the companion of his lord’s journeys) rose from his seat beside the King, bidding him goodnight, Celegorm needed no further excuse. He took his place at Finrod’s left; he chose to ignore the angling of Curufin’s head in his direction. Let his brother suspect.

“Clever of you,” Celegorm said, idly slotting the stem of Finrod’s wine glass between his fingers, “to wander.” He swirled the glass, sending the clear liquid sloshing towards the rim.

“Oh?” Finrod reclaimed his glass. The brush of fingers, his mithril-tipped nails, over Celegorm’s own was not subtle. He’d indulged, Celegorm noted by the slight droop of his brows. Good.

“To periodically absent yourself,” Celegorm clarified, “that the people might perceive the gaping space none but yourself can fill.”

Finrod laughed, flashing bright white teeth and the soft skin of his throat as he tipped his chin back. “On the contrary!” he said, loud enough for those around them to hear. “I ought to be chided for my wanderings. A king should stay among his people.”

The surrounding elves laughed and denied the assertion, but Finrod leaned in now close to Celegorm. “Lest some other win their hearts in his absence,” he whispered, affecting roughness in the honey of his voice.

Heat crawled over the side of Celegorm’s body where Finrod’s shoulder brushed it, but he smirked. He had no wish to wrest the crown of Nargothrond from his cousin, not yet. Finrod was a competent leader, and beloved. Better to leave the Kingdom in his hands — and for Celegorm to hold Finrod in his.

Fortunately, it was no burden at all to do so.

Without further preamble he clutched Finrod’s thigh just above the knee. The muscle flexed beneath his fingers, but nothing on Finrod’s face suggested a change of mood.

“’Twould not be possible to sway any heart from yours,” Celegorm said, as he slid his hand firmly up Finrod’s thigh — ah. “And if one were fool enough to try,” he cast a glance at Curufin, “they would have your fearsome guard to contend with.” He cupped the warm bulge of Finrod’s cock. It jumped in answer.

Finrod’s throat bobbed beneath his easy smile. “Alas, I have not your faith in my guard, who have failed this very night to protect me from a bold advance.”

A growl rose from deep in Celegorm’s throat, barely audible. “I meant myself, king.” He splayed his hand over Finrod’s groin, shaping his fingers around the growing evidence of his arousal.

“Mm,” said Finrod. He sipped his wine, and a dribble gleamed on his red lips. He took his time brushing it away with a long finger. “I see. I was not aware your devotion ran so deep. Do you intend to swear fealty then, cousin?”

“I would not go so far as that.” Celegorm palmed him forcefully.

“Ah!” Finrod diverted his enthusiasm in the direction of a passing lord. “Lord Gelennil, are you retiring already? How do you find your new quarters? I hope the light is adequate — you know, I have just the piece that I believe would fit in the lintels — a glass mosaic, it captures light beautifully — I will have it sent.”

The flighty cadence of Finrod’s speech was nothing unusual. The King often spoke thus when moved to excitement. There was no reason to suspect that Celegorm was stroking him hard beneath the table.

Gelennil thanked him, then looked at Celegorm.

Taking note, Finrod smiled. “Do you know, now I think of it, some of the glass was the work of Fëanor.”

“Oh, king,” said Gelennil, eyes widening and mouth gaping open, “you mustn’t honour me with such a gift.”

Celegorm rolled his thumb over the head of Finrod’s shaft.

“Nonsense,” Finrod said, and fluttered his hands apart, “you are well-deserving of it, and it ought to be displayed.” He turned to Celegorm. His pupils were blown so wide with lust that Celegorm’s breath caught with yearning. “Do you not concur, cousin?”

“Yes,” said Celegorm, and cleared his throat, “it would please me to know my father’s work adorns your quarters, lord.”

“There, you see!” Finrod struck the table with the flat of his palm. No one could have known that the gesture came just as Celegorm unclasped the hook over his waist, and that out of sight Finrod had obligingly spread his legs so that Celegorm could plunge his hand beneath the garment.

“I will have it sent tomorrow, then,” said Finrod, as Celegorm tugged at an unnecessarily elaborate system of laces. Yet the project provided opportunity for dozens of glancing touches, and when Finrod hitched his hips Celegorm deliberately slowed his progress. With the laces loose enough that he might have easily reached beneath and taken him in hand, he instead lingered over the straight, stiff shape of Finrod’s erection, feeling the pulse and heat of it through the fabric.

“You are most generous,” Gelennil said, at the same time as Celegorm’s ministrations pushed the tiniest of squeaks from Finrod’s throat. Celegorm exhaled, only the hint of chuckle behind it.

A minor slip, said Finrod’s thought, it will not happen again, so do not try.

A mistake, opening his mind: Celegorm slipped in, pressing at its corners with the throb and heat of his own arousal. Finrod breathed out sharply, slamming the doors of his thought shut even as his hand flew beneath the table to pull out his own cock for Celegorm to take.

Celegorm let his fingers run over the shape of him, feeling out the veins and ridges as he had not had the luxury of doing during their last hurried coupling. Then he winced: the heel of Finrod’s boot had struck his shin.

Above the table, Finrod extended his hand — the one that had only just emerged from between his thighs, Celegorm noted with amusement — and squeezed Gelennil’s forearm. “You’ll forgive me if I do not rise to bid you good night, the day’s journey and the evening’s festivities have made me feel as though I were composed of iron ore. I envy you your bed.”

Celegorm pumped once, and Finrod bucked, ever so slightly, into his hand. His fingers tightened around the other elf’s arm.

Gelennil smiled. “Surely the King can turn into bed whenever he likes?”

“Yes,” said Celegorm, “surely, a bed would be most commodious.” He quickened the pace of his stroking. Finrod’s chest rose and sank, a silent sigh.

“Commodious, lord?” Gelennil looked puzzled.

“Advantageous,” said Celegorm. Gelennil’s expression remained blank. “Convenient? Useful?” Celegorm huffed, for a moment forgetting his task in his impatience with this up-jumped Sindarin peasant.

Finrod’s elbow rammed his ribs, and the pain caused his hand to tighten around Finrod’s cock — which, by the fluttering of his smile, pleased Finrod greatly. Very well, thought Celegorm: if it was roughness he craved, Celegorm would provide it. With a deft turn of the wrist, he tugged and twisted. He was rewarded with a trickle of liquid leaking from the head of Finrod’s shaft.

“A bed would be most commodious indeed,” Finrod lingered luxuriously around the round vowels and sibilance of the word, as Celegorm spread the slick fluid down the length of him. “But, truth be told, I have a terrible fear of leaving early, lest I miss the climax of the evening,” — Celegorm moved down to knead his sack — “nor is my vanity immune to being stroked—” his thighs clenched around Celegorm’s hand, urging it upwards “—by the love of my people.”

Celegorm jerked insistently, coaxing another spill of fluid from him. His own lips parted, imagining how it might taste. Finrod, for his part, abruptly withdrew his hand from Gelennil’s arm and clutched the edge of the table.

“Good night, then!” he said. Without even a hint of recognition, Lord Gelennil (the witless clod) bowed his head and bid them both a good evening.

Finrod released a sigh, as if in idle contentment, which seemed to be how those nearby took it: they smiled in his direction as he fiddled with his bracelets and knit his fingers back together in front of him. He was furiously kneading his palms.

“A bed would be commodious,” Celegorm said, not letting up on the rhythm of his strokes. Though there was little to show for it on his face, by the steady pulse of blood beneath his firm grip he was sure Finrod was very near to spilling. He was himself scarcely able to resist bucking against the constraint of his breeches, or relenting to the overwhelming urge to plunge his other hand under the table. He was certain he could bring himself off with no more than a few quick strokes.

“It would,” Finrod slanted his eyes to meet him and hells, Celegorm nearly spilled from that alone, “but is it not more stimulating sitting here among friends?” Then he gasped. “Friends!” he cried, and his cock twitched and pulsed and twitched again in Celegorm’s hand. With not a second to spare, Celegorm moved to cover his head, and was immediately coated with a forceful spurt of Finrod’s spend.

Finrod had thrown his arms arm wide, drawing all eyes to him, and smiled, dauntless as he surrendered to waves of pleasure beneath the table.

“I must thank you all for your warm reception!” Cheers, as the last of Finrod’s seed trickled between Celegorm's fingers. “I have already expressed by deepest gratitude to my brother Orodreth for holding the Kingdom in my stead,” he lowered his arms to the table. “However—” he brought a hand to Celegorm’s shoulder, nudging him away from his groin. “I neglected to praise my dear cousins Lords Celegorm and Curufin.”

Another round of cheers. Celegorm held his palm, dripping sticky fluid, beneath the table, and returned his brother’s sidelong glance with an insouciant smile. “Their coming has swelled the strength of Nargothrond. We stand now firmer than ever against our foes. But now,” he pushed himself several inches back from the table, “I am spent from my travels and my bed calls me.” His hands fell to his lap. Celegorm glanced down and watched him tuck himself away and clasp his robes over his softening cock. He rose. “I will leave the conclusion of the evening's festivities in the capable hands of my cousins.”

With a swirl of fabrics and jangle of bracelets, he turned a strode from the hall. Celegorm wiped his hand on the cushion of Finrod’s vacated seat and lifted his glass to the remaining guests.

“Let the revels resume,” he said, and took a leisurely sip of wine.

#my fic #celegorm x finrod #celegorm #finrod #silmsmutweek

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heckinconfusedparade · 1 year

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Part 1: Knuckles Goes Treasure Hunting

Knuckles wakes up. Today is the perfect day! Clear weather, nice temperature, yes!

He takes his treasure hunting hat off his nightstand and stands up and does a few big stretches. He’s been waiting for a weekend with 0 plans.

Knuckles joins the others upstairs for breakfast. Sonic raises an eyebrow “what’s with the hat?” “It is my treasure hunting hat.” Knuckles responds, slurping some nice warm coffee. “I think it’s cool!” Says Tails coming to sit next to him with his and Knuckles’ plate. Tom smiles at his son “snazzy hat, Indiana Jones.” “I do not know who that is, but I accept the compliment.

“Knux, are you going treasure hunting?” Maddie asks, finally sitting down, “yes. It is the perfect day to look for treasure. I have been waiting. I can sense that this will be a worthwhile journey.” Knuckles is quickly eating. Tails swallows what’s in his mouth “do ya need a metal detector? You can borrow mine!” “Thank you fox, that is very kind. But unfortunately I will have to decline your offer. I cannot hold something and dig without it slowing me down. I need maximum palm space. I can also simply sense when I get close, which is why I am always successful.” Knuckles finishes his breakfast and goes to put his shoes on.

“Be back for dinner, ok?” Maddie shouts. Knuckles shouts back “of course mother!” And he’s off.

He goes to the corner of the yard. He begins his hole and drills down. He senses something coming from the West, so he tunnels in that direction. It is there he finds his first treasure! Cleaning it off, he has found an old bottle cap. Neat! He puts it in his little pouch and carry’s on.

He digs deeper, following every signal he can. He acquires a bottle, an old coin dating back to 100 years ago. That’s a long time! He wonders if this coin is worth anything now..

At some point he picks up something strong. After a bit more digging, he falls into a cave. He picks himself up and looks around. He gathers some crystals and jewels while continuing down the cave.

Then he spots something.. less of a good sign. A skeleton. He feels himself tense a little, wondering if that person died getting trapped or something attacked them. He makes note of the location and continues forward. It gets colder. He begins hearing whispers.. whispers about turning around, and legends of old. He reaches an open room. In the middle stop a pile of sand is an open treasure chest full of jewels, jewelry, gold,… and a single golden dabloon. This is the strong signal he got. Just by looking at it he can tell it’s very very old, but in remarkable shape.

Knuckles hears a noise behind him and whips around. Then he hears something above him… a pair of glowing blue eyes stare back at him. “Hello? Who are you?” Knuckles points to the figure hanging from the ceiling. The figure drops down to the floor. She is a bat taller than he, dressed in a mixture of stealth clothes and flash. “What are you doin with those jewels, big shot~?” She speaks, stepping closer to him, triggering him to back away “I do not wish to fight you. Are you also a treasure hunter?” Knuckles stands in front of the chest. The bat chuckles darkly “something like that. Now, how about you share your findings with lil ol me, big guy?” she gets in position, expecting a fight. Knuckles blinks “well. I don’t need this jewelry. You can take some. If you made it here, you must be experienced in the art of looking for jewels, and I admire that.” Knuckles shows her the jewelry. The bat gasps and rushes over to it, gathering plenty “well aren’t you just the kindest soul~? Hello gorgeous!” She cuddles a Diamond necklace. The bat returns to Knuckles’ side and places a smooch on his cheek “thank you, stranger!” And flies off. Knuckles is frozen in place trying to process what just happened.

He checks what was left behind and finds a bracelet he thinks Maddie would like, and puts it in his bag with everything else. He decides to keep exploring the cave, and he does so until Knuckles senses something else. He gets the same feeling he did when he was near the master emerald.. but he hears some robotic movement.

Knuckles creeps around the corner of the cave, and peers to take a peak. He spots a robot that is definitely Robotniks. It appears to be searching for something. Another Badnik approaches it “Nothing over here.” “We must keep looking.”

The robots turn to face Knuckles who now stands in full sight, fists balled up “what are you looking for?” He says slowly. The robots prepare for battle. They do not respond, but they begin fire. Knuckles dodges the lasers, hiding behind boulders

He climbs up the wall of the cave onto the ceiling and drills downward into one of the robots, destroying it. The other robot tries to grab him, but he grabs the arm and swings around, landing one big punch into its eye socket. He throws the robot at the other one, causing them to explode. The explosion caused the cave to start rumbling “that’s my signal to leave.” Knuckles says to himself when he spots something glowing out of the corner of his eye. It’s a red emerald. He quickly stuffs it into his bag before tunnelling out of the cave.

He returns to the surface and shakes off the dirt. Knuckles reaches back into the bag and pulls out the emerald. This is it. This is what caused him to feel that way. Could this be one of the Chaos Emeralds? Here on Earth?

Knuckles remembers when Sonic turned back to normal from his Super Sonic form, some bright objects shot out of him and scattered across the sky. This confirms there are more of them, and that if all of them are brought together, they will nearly equal the power the master emerald holds.

He carefully places the emerald back in the bag. If his memory serves him correctly, there are more out there. Six more to be exact.. he will keep an eye out for the rest of them

He returns home just as Tom is setting the table for dinner. Tom pats his head “welcome back, buddy! Did you have fun?” “Yes, I did.” Tails comes running, and wraps his arms and tails around his brother in an embrace “hi!! I missed you!!” “I missed you too, Tails.”

Sonic emerges from where Tails came from. Knuckles smirks at him “did you miss me too, hedgehog?“ Sonic shakes his head “nope.” Tails speaks up “he did!” Knuckles laughs and gives the giggling fox a noogie. Sonic, offended by his baby brothers betrayal, decides he is going to be a good boy and join the table setting.

Maddie comes out of the kitchen and hugs her treasure hunter “looks like you found a bunch of stuff!” “I did. I will tell you all about my journey over dinner.”

Knuckles turns to his brothers “Sonic, Tails, there is something I would first like to discuss with you.” He leads them down into his room in the basement. He pulls out the emerald and places it on the floor in the middle of them.

Sonic gasps “woah.. what is that? It’s like.. a smaller master emerald?” he reaches to try and touch it, but Knuckles moves his hand away “it is a Chaos emerald. When you broke the Master Emerald, they must have materialized and been absorbed by you. When you changed back from your Super form, the emeralds shot up and scattered away in different directions. There are seven.. and we now have one.”

Tails thinks for a moment, then speaks “…so if we have all seven, we can use the power of the master emerald.. without the master emerald?” “Yes. But a single Chaos Emerald is still very powerful on its own.” “I’ll run some tests on it.. I’ll try to make a radar so the others will be easy to find. We cannot let anyone get these emeralds.”

The three brothers share an unbreakable promise fist bump.

They return to the dinner table, and Knuckles begins to tell his tale, from the coin, to the cave, to the whispers, to the chest, to the bat lady. Sonic and Tails look at eachother, then to Knuckles and go “ooooooo~!” When he mentions the bat. “What?” Knuckles asks, putting down his fork. Sonic laughs “you said she kissed you on the cheek, eh~?” Tails makes kissy faces to further the teasing. Knuckles blushes and rolls his eyes “it was merely an act of gratitude and nothing more. I don’t even know her, or her name.” Then he eats his feelings, while his brothers continue to tease him. Tom laughs while Maddie makes the two stop teasing their brother.

Then Knuckles explains his fight with the Badniks.

“..how? Why are Robotniks robots still active? Were they like Unit?” Tom asks. Unit has gone off to pursue poetry, they occasionally come back to visit Tails and Sonic to read poems.

Knuckles shakes his head “these robots appeared to follow strict programming. They had a task.”

Tails hums “maybe it’s possible that they were already given the task before we fought? Or..” his face drops “or someone else has access to Eggmans database.”

Sonic feels some blood leave his face “..or Eggman is still out there. And he knows about the Chaos Emeralds.”

It’s pretty silent for the rest of dinner.

Tom and Maddie discuss what to do while the boys head out to the shed.

It’s time for science stuff.

#do y’all want a part 2?#sonic the hedgehog #sonic the hedghog movie #sonic 2 #knuckles the echidna #movie knuckles #knuckles #knuckles wachowski #tails the fox #movie tails #miles tails prower #tails wachowski #sonic #movie sonic #sonic wachowski #tom wachowski #maddie wachowski #rouge the bat

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zealouscanonindeer · 1 year

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2. Lost and Found

Two days after this minor puzzle, which to its credit had sufficiently stimulated my brain to bring me slightly out of my lethargy, I noted one of Lestrade's men slogging through the rain - which had not stopped since Watson lost his watch - coming up the walk towards 221 Baker street.

"Ah," I remarked lightly to Watson, "It seems I was mistaken about Scotland Yard's dedication to your pocket-watch."

Watson brightened up immediately - he had till now been mourning his timepiece - and there was a spark of hope in his eyes as Mrs. Hudson showed the visitor up to our door.

"Ah, good afternoon, Gregson," I said as I opened the door, "What brings you here in such hideous weather?"

"Two things, mainly," said he.

"Then perhaps you would like to sit and dry yourself while you talk?" I offered.

Gregson looked a bit pained then as he reluctantly took a seat but declined to dry his overcoat by the fire, and the cordiality seemed to evaporate from the sitting room as he turned to Watson.

"We found your watch," Gregson announced, though the manner in which this statement was delivered understandably confused my friend.

"Where did you find it?" Watson asked, with due caution, "I trust you found it in good condition?"

"It's fine," Gregson said, "But the thing is, we found it at the scene of the latest burglary."

Watson looked and I felt as though we'd both been slapped.

"So, you understand we need to ask you a few questions, Doctor," Gregson continued, all the while looking as though he were attempting to pass a particularly large and jagged gallstone, "It's all a matter of procedure. Nothing against you personally."

Watson looked at me helplessly, then turned back to Gregson. "I'm sure this is all a big mistake," Watson said to me, "I shouldn't be very long, Holmes. You'll see."

He grabbed an overcoat from the coatrack _en_passe_ as he and Gregson left. My mind was racing, so it was only a matter of seconds before I realised that Watson had grabbed my overcoat by mistake. I grabbed his overcoat and was almost at the door, meaning to call them back and return Watson's overcoat, when I noticed something sparkle in the coat pocket. I stopped short by the door, and felt around in the pocket, pulling out what I found there.

It was a delicate diamond bracelet.

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eddiescumfilledsock · 2 years

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more (mostly romantic) eddie hc because this man never leaves my mind now

CW for having a kid and marrige if that bothers you, I think i made sure it stayed all gn though

-he would love to give you pretty flowers he saw on a tree or bush, even just nornal leafs and dandelions, as well as any cool rock or button skjdjdj

-if you do the same he will get so giddy and press them before glueing it to some paper and keep it in a shoe box with the other little things you gave him and theyre his most prized possessions hed say its a tie or right after his guitar but he's lying

-hes like that its a crystal nothing more meme but instead of a crystal its any neat little thing he found on the side of the road lmao

-him putting fruit stickers on you <3

-hed put it right in the middle of your forehead and say some shit like you cost 1.98 but are priceless to me like the sweet dork he is if you do the same to him he will stick them to the inside part of the lide in the show box too

-hhhhhnnnn him not being able to really buy you a big pretty bouquet of flowers so he picks a bunch of random ones he thinks look nice from peoples yards and those planters outside shops and gives them to you in a gas station cup

-he is kinda embarrassed once he gives them to you because he couldnt get you something fancy and is scared youll hate them but that all melts away when he sees how happy you are

-taking a couple polaroid pics of them so even when they eventually wilt and die you will both always have a physical memory :)

-he would also do that thing if you dont like the pickles on your burger or a specific flavour of skittle he will eat them even if he doesn't like them either instead of just like,,, neither of you eating them

-he doesn't do it becuase hes worried about wasting money or food or anything like that hes kinda stupid sometimes but its okay hes cute and means well <3

-hed do that shit where hed blow his nose and hand you the tissue or burp and blow it at you and say for you babe <3

-a menace

-if you draw or make him something he will cherish that shit until the day he dies, even if its just a random little doodle on a sticky note

-expanding on that, if you're an artist and draw his dnd character he would literally never recover im not even kidding it could look like shit and hed still show everyone, rub it into the guys faces that his s/o drew his character and only his

-if you did the hellfire symbol thing hed put it in the front pocket of the binder he uses to keep the papers and stuff in

-GOD HIM MAKING A LITTLE RING OUT OF THE TWIST TIE TO A LOAF OF BREAD AND GIVING IT TO YOU AND PROMISING HES GONNA GET YOU A REAL DIAMOND ONE SOME DAY

-matching jewlery with him <3 whether it be a necklace or bracelet or even ring, if he picks it out itd be one of those silly little kid ones but if it's t o o childish hed probs just have it on his key ring or hanging in his van though :/ gotta keep up that bad boy rocker look

-if you guys have a special song together he would wanna get some lyrics tattooed on him, that or as cheesy as it is your name/initials in your hand writing

-hed wanna get one with your name and the day you met/started dating/got married at first but it looked too much like a remembrance one for someone thats died so he scrapped that idea

-hed be over the moon ecstatic if you did the same or something for him but would understand if you didnt want to get a tattoo, they arent for everyone :)

-fucking you know that scene from the movie up where they put their hand prints on the mail box? he would do that shit on his van and any other vehicle he gets

-when you guys get a house or apt hed wanna do the same on the wall

-if you have a kid(s) someday hed like them to add their hand print too <3

-carving your names into trees and picnic tables all the time

-hed want you to kiss his guitar pick before any shows he plays for good luck, if he ever gets famous in any capacity hed say your kisses helped

-if you have hiccups he would scare you by yelling as loud as he can no matter where you are then say you're welcome :)

-why do i get the vibes he would be the kid at lunch that just d r i n k s ranch

AN: i don't think giving gifts is his main love language so this might just be me projecting but i think hed also do these ksjdjd if anyone actually reads this and wants to share a hc pls feel free!! i love seeing content for this dude <3

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things #stranger things x reader

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goofybootie · 2 years

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Batfam x fem batsis. School dance.

SUMMERY batsis is like thirteen and in seventh grade so BOYS, protective birds, Alfred being a bad ass.

Warining:swearing, crying, guns, boys.

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(Y/n) walked down the halls of Gotham academy with fourteen year old damian Wayne by her side. Five mouths ago, everyone thought you were his chick but after a boy harrased you infront of damian. It has been very clear that if you mess with damian little sister you will be recanted at a egg plants for weeks.

Despite that, boys still tried to get with you, either in your pants or your money.

You weren't fooled, neither was damian.

He made it his job to be your scary guard dog. Along with Jason, dick, Tim, and bruse in public.

But thier was that one boy who caught your eye.

He was sweet and funny. Never threw himself at you and smiled at in the halls, ignoring damian cold stare.

It didn't take long before you grew a massive crush on him. You would run off from damian and talked to him while hiding behind his friends who you didn't notice were covering there mouths from laughing out loud.

But of course damian saw, you can't hide from him so easily.

But you were to in the boy to notice he would laugh with his friends as soon as you left to go to class.

Of course damian saw.

And of course he told bruse and all your adoptive brothers.

But Alfred held them back from doing anything.

" the boy will learn and so will she."

All the boy were confused, more confused by the little smirk on Alfred face as he walked away.

After a few weeks, the school dance was coming up and 6ou were praying he would ask you out.

And to your wishes, he did.

With a sigh, chocolate, and a bouquet of flowers.

Barb, Stephanie, and Cain took you dress shopping as the boys sulked in the battle, planning what they will do when the boy will break your heart.

Not noticing Alfred cleaning his guns. (Hehe😈😈)

Cain picked You out a black glow dress with gold flowers at the end with a short sleeve lace top with a heart shop lining covering your breast.

When the day came, Selina snuck in and helped you get ready.

Salina and the Batgirl helped you by curling your hair and put it up in a elegant bun, decorated your ears with diamonds earing, covered your wrist with simple shimmering bracelets and a a few rings.

Selina gave you a smoky eye with gold blend with a dash of red lipstick. Stephanie gave you black three inch heels and helped you learn how to walk in them.

You arrived in a limo, meeting your date at the door. He wore a nice suit, nothing dramatic. It made you fell over-dressed but his sweet words convinced you otherwise. You walked in with your srms in his with a vibrant smile and a massive blush.

Only then did you dates friends feel a little guilty for what is about to go down.

You were realy nice, and honestly, a good friend. You helped them with thier school work and helped them get a date if thier own.

Of course thier dates don't now.

But they started to think to stop it and tell you everything.

But you looked so happy.

Maybe they should just wait

Later on they would regret it.

The two of you danced along the dance floor. Damian clenched his drink in his hand looked straight at the boy. He could see the smug look he had, giving you fake smiles you didn't notice.

It made damian see blood.

You were his half sister.

If he meet you when he first got here. He would call you a basteted ever time he saw you.

But you're not. And neither is he.

As tye slow song ended, the boy tugged you away. He nodded at his guilty looked friends as he walked out the door. His friends fallowed with thier confused dates.

Some were concerned by the stress slouch they all had. Damian fallowed with out being notice.

" don't be rash, master damian."

Damian tch at Alfred word over the computer.

Alfred insisted that everyone wore come while they stalked the school, waiting for the boy to take you out to do whatever he was going to do to crush you.

"There going to the court yard." Jason voice said over the coms.

Damian hid behind a bush as the boy stopped in the middle of the yard. His friends and thier even more confused dates stood behind him.

"Dude, this isn't a good idea-"

"Shut the hell up."

You were taken back by the boys Chang of behavior. One minute he was all smiles the next he was yelling his friends.

" not do what?" Your normal self gone, replaced with confusion. A ping of hurt spread in your chest as the boy turned back to you with the same sneer he gave his friend.

" do you real think I like you."

The hurt you felt, became worse.

" I was hoping you would spread your legs after the first two days but you. Just. Didn't."

You froze in shock. What the fuck is wrong with this boy.

" dude, what the fuck!".

One of his friends yelled. This wasn't what the plan was. He was just supposed to hiluminate you then tell everyone he played the infamous (y/n) Wayne.

Not this!

" this wasn't the plan, this is totally diffrent!" Another friend yelled.

You wondered if they were lying, buy they were genuine shocked and disgusted that the boys real plan was this.

The boy you were crushing on avoided them.

Damian seethe from the bushes, wishing the no killing rule was never a rule.

" you sick fuck!" You yelled then sl!slammed! Him.

He helped his cheek, then turned to you.

" you bitch"

He lunged at you, immediately damian ran to the bushes. But the boy was pulled back by his own friends. They pinned his arms back.

One of them nodded at you, "do ejat you eat. We will take the blame."

You nodded, even though you wouldn't let the happen and let lose. You punched, kicked, slepp3d at his as his mouth was stuffed my his own tie.

Damian stood back, watched, along with your father and adoptive brothers from just a few meters away.

The boy's who went holding back the boy were bounced around, praying you eventide he groaned when you hit some where his hurt.

It was all stopped by Alfred.

He stood right behind them all. The boys dropped the pathetic issue of a human to the ground.

The insect groaned in pain, blood rolled out his nose and he spit out blood.

"Let's go home, Miss (y/n)."

You smiled at the man you respected the most and skipped to the car with damian on your tail.

Alfred stalked over to the boy you just beat the shit out of and bend pushed back his dress blouse. His gun glisten through the school light from the lamps.

(Y/n) present class mates stepped back.

Alfred stood over the pathetic insect, and very calm, threayen him.

" go near her again, speak to her again, touch her again. And you will see more then a young women powerful fist."

Everyone felt the child from Alfred calmness to outwardly tjreayen a child.

" and don't worry, damian will be there if you try to break these rules."

Alfred walked off with a strunt, leaving the fellow children in the dust.

They left the pathetic insect to himself, laughing there asses off as damian and (y/n) laugh at his pathetic attempts at trying to defend himself.

#damianwayne #bruce wayne #jason todd #timdrake #bad ass alfred #everyone needs a alfred #over protective brother damian wayen #ALFRED BLAZIN HIS GUN 🔫

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CATHERINE'S STYLE FILES - 2011

4 JULY 2011 || The Duchess of Cambridge along with Prince William visted Province House in Charlottetown and took a carriage ride on Day-5 while on the first leg of their North-American tour.

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Yellow White Gold Over Sterling Silver Simulated Diamond By The Yard Anklet 10"

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This beautiful simulated diamond by the yard anklets bracelet is crafted of 925 sterling silver with 14kt gold plated and complemented with round cut bezel set simulated diamond stones. The bracelet is safely secured with a spring ring clasp.This anklet is nickel-free and hypoallergenic, suitable for sensitive skins.

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925

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glenpowcll · 4 months

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Sydney,

Happy Premiere Day for our movie, Anyone But You! This will be the one day I’ll say you are “Mothering”. Thanks for putting up with my crazy shenanigans while filming and even during the press tour. This was one of the most fun films to be apart of and I truly wouldn’t have picked anyone but you to be my leading lady.

Love,

Glen

Beautiful Flower Bouquet

Custom Printed Pillow with Glen Powell Plastered On It

Diamonds by the Yard Bracelet by Tiffany’s

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thornstocutyouwith · 7 months

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Name: Despereaux Ludde Benjamin Sorley Ásgeir Kristofor Davie Howie Jovian Wolfram Glaucia Pandora

Meaning of Name: Despereaux: Sorrow, To feel astonishment or Wonder. Ludde: Famous Warrior; Well-known Fighter. Benjamin: Son of the right hand, A favorite son. Sorley: Summer wanderer. Ásgeir: Spear of the gods. Kristofor: He who holds Christ in his heart. Davie: Cherished; Beloved. Howie: Brave Heart. Jovian: Jupiter. Wolfram: Wolf, Raven. Glaucia: Steel blue color. Pandora: All-gifted.

Nickname(s): Ben, Bennie, Kris, X,

Age: 30

Birthday: December 25

Species/Nationality: Human, American (Las Vegas)

Accent: Yes

Language spoken: English,

Powers: None

Weaknesses/Illness/Allergies: Normal human weaknesses, Cranberry Allergy,

Pet: Weasel (Severus, Male)

Occupation: Professional Skateboarder, ex-Video game store employee,

Faceclaim: Logan Lerman

Description: Shoulder length curly brown hair. Unstyled. Hazel eyes. Burn on one side of his face. Piercings on his right eyebrow, his navel, his nasal septum, his upper lip, his lower lip and his tongue.

Outfit/Accessories/Jewelry: Wears fine clothes, mostly in black, and revealing, and traditionally expensive boots. Gold diamond bracelet shaped similarly to a snake with a 1960s style. Teardrop earring in Victorian style, colored lavender/purple, that he keeps on a backpack. Earring shaped like five apples, that he keeps on a backpack. A blindfold. Wooden ring. Upside Down teardrop shaped pin. Mask. Dark rose pendant. Almond shaped crystal pendant.

Height: 6’0”

Weight: 175

Body Build: Average/Athletic

Backstory/Background:

Despereaux was born into a poor family. He was born the youngest of seven other children. Because their family was quite large, and their parents had always been working some job or another. The children were often left alone and began to be neglected. This often left to some of his older siblings stepping in to take care of their younger siblings while their parents were busy working. For some years Despereaux would grow up in their family home. He would develop a wild sense of adventure and often be caught wandering around the yard, and farm land their old family home sat on.

But because of his parents always being busy and never having time, Despereaux would also develop into being more difficult to handle at times. Going through a rough phase. This did not help when one night his parents had turned up murdered by some means, due to their careers. The children were then shipped off to an orphanage. The death of his parents had left Despereaux a bit traumatized. For many years that followed after that trauma had affected his day to day life.

Despereaux would become separated from most, and then all of his siblings as they were placed in different orphanages across the state. Their family home condemned. Though there was something...supernatural about the orphanage Despereaux would come to find himself in. Even as a young boy, the vibes were certainly uncomfortable to him. Within this orphanage had also been a secret door. One which Despereaux was told not to go into, at all, if he ever found himself near it. Which he would, several times, actually. He would also feel very frightened each time it would appear.

Despite this, Despereaux would continue living an average life. He would attend a normal, average human school, full of all the cliques and sub-cliques one can imagine. Despereaux would also start to get into many different activities over time. Mostly into skating, as he would find himself hanging out with the skaters more and more. At his school there was a lot of tension between the different main cliques. This was because a rumor had surfaced about an emo and a prep getting together. After this rumor spread far enough, the clique soon began to clash. Despereaux however couldn’t be bothered with it all. It was mostly bullshit and nonsense in his opinion. Instead he focused on himself and his interests.

Despereaux lives at the orphanage until he is seventeen years old and then moves out into his own apartment. He gets a job not long after working at a video game store and life seems to go very well for him. He starts playing instruments and working on his skating and singing for the most part. Eventually earning a reputation and becoming a professional skateboarder.

(Work In Progress)

Personality:

Distant, Talkative, Hyper, Amusing, Sad, Popular, Understanding, Perceptive, Vivacious, Attractive, Skillful, Appreciative, Realistic, Sober, Skeptical, Unhurried, Strict, Restrained, Sarcastic, Offhand, Forgetful, Nihilistic, Selfish, Desperate, Argumentative, Grand, Escapist,

Quirks/Savvies/Other: Smelling things, Believes in mythical creatures, Toys with small objects, Committing Petty Crime, Muttering when worried, Prone to stuttering, Believes in and practices magic, Squints, Adventurous eater (Including Leaves, flowers, rocks...), Has bad tastes for relationships, Unnerved by the ocean, Unlucky, Is double jointed, Prone to humming, Nibbles on things, Tinkerer, Thumb/Finger sucking, Ashamed of their liking comics, Unnerved by UFOs, Optimistic, Drinking condiments, Foot tapping when nervous, Never bored, Reciting strange facts, Dislikes attention, Has a good reputation, Vague, Skill: Magic, Alchemy, Fencing, Metalworking, Glassblowing, Martial Arts, Juggling, Following Trails, Figuring things out, Sculpting, Remembering Details, Falconry, Artistic Skills, Acting, Calligraphy, Haggling, Smooth-talking, Skating, Agile/Movement based skills, Knitting, Pyrotechnics, Philosophy, Imaginative, Lying, Mathematics, Taxidermy, Making people feel comfortable and safe around him, Knot tying, Running, Acrobatic, Programming, Tight Rope walking, Masonry, Hobbies: Impulsive online shopping, Embroidery, Digital art, Civil War History/Site Visiting, Tattooing, Archeology, Golfing, Hunting ancient artifacts, Board/Tabletop Games, Reviewing Gadgets, Entertaining, Feng shui, Visiting Museums across the world, Journaling, Leather tooling, Book Restoration, Farming, Jiu Jitsu, Lego Building, Experimenting,

Likes: Sweets, Animals, Art, Music, Books, Sketching, Video games, Comics, Manga, Instruments, Board/tabletop games, Skateboarding, Singing,Guitar, Piano, Band, Music History, Recording Studios, Anime, Music, Fighting, Making fun of preps, Conspiracy Theories, Goblincore, Wizards and Witches, Climbing, Archery, Pickles, Exploring, Games, Paleontology, Holidays, Worms, Sandcastles, Tigers, Chickens, Poetry, Martial Arts, Quilts, Pranking, Flowers, Organization, Heights, Volunteering, Foreign Music, Frogs, Painting, Photography, Fungi, Fairy Tales, Winter, Training Animals, Playing Instruments(Piano preferably, Reed Pipes), Mythical Creatures, Strategy, Owls, The color Green, Crafting, Trains, Fantasy Novels, Favorite Drinks: Black Russian, Antoccino, Doppelbock, Traminer, Lucazade, Sodastream, Bourbon milk punch, Syrup, Favorite Foods: Applesauce, Raisin Toast, Baby Ruth, Long John Silvers, Kiwano, Bamboo Shoots, Fat Rascal, Popchips, Crab Ice Cream, Anneau du Vic-Bilh, Slow Cooker Parmesan Ranch Oyster Crackers, Strata, Guava Mango Pop Tart, Tavern Sandwich, Cornish Game Hen, Lobster Bisque, Tangerine Dream Pepper, Bubble Tape Gum, Cheetos Crunchy Cheddar Jalapeno, Sauce Africaine, Dark Chocolate Cherry Cordial Popcorn, Cinnamon Pecan Swirl Cookies, Puto, Chicken Tikka Curry, A&W Root Beer Jelly Belly, Cadbury Creme Egg Cupcakes, Chocolate Orange Cookies, White Chocolate Oreos, Hazelnut Pear Muffins, Star Anise, Chicken Fajita Quesadillas,

Dislikes: Rude People, Bugs, The Cold, Annoyances, Idiots, Jerks, Jocks, Preps, Teachers, Cop Shows, Chess, Treasure Island, Rocks, Clay, Cleaning, Pastel Colors, Spring, Competitive Sporting, Bats, Wonder Woman, Mathematics, Statues, Magical Girls, Hardwood Floor, Clubbing, Hand-Holding, Puppets, Fire,

Fears: Fear of snakes, Speaking publicly, Necrophobia, Fear of darkness,

Personality Tests:

Other: Capricorn,

Parent(s):

-> Father:

-> Mother:

Sibling(s): 7 older siblings.

Starters

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Para’s

Face

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Information

Asks

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Alternate Universes

Ice and Fire AU: Visemon Black

#Bios #DespereauxBio #Old Muse #MasonBio #NormalMason #NormalMasonBio

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Bridal Accessories To Complete Your Wedding Look

Bridal accessories are as necessary to complete the bridal look, as packaging is to a wedding gift. The wedding gown would be incomplete without matching wedding accessories.

Here's a quick rundown of the bridal accessories you want to pay attention to.

Wedding veils:

Other than the wedding gown, the veil is another piece of wedding accessories that shouts - "Here comes the bride!" If you choose to wear a wedding veil, make sure you pick one that suits you and your wedding gown. Veils come in varying lengths. The shoulder length flyaway style is very popular with modern brides. However, the traditional cathedral veil is ultraformal and three and one-half yards long. That is one Wedding Gowns for Bridal bridal accessory that makes a statement! Headpieces: Generally, headpieces are used to attach the veil in place. Combs, headbands, backpieces and Juliet caps are all popular bridal accessories. These wedding accessories look very beautiful and are decorated with pearls, crystals, beads, lace or even flowers! You can also choose to skip the veil altogether and just wear a headpiece. Tiaras, crowns, half-crowns, wreaths and bunwraps are bridal accessories that don't need a veil to complete the look. Jewelry: The wedding jewelry you wear adds a finishing touch to your bridal outfit. Your engagement ring and wedding band is a given. However, don't forget about the necklace, earrings and possibly a bracelet. Jewelry is a great way to take care of the something old, new, borrowed and blue. Family heirlooms work really well as bridal jewelry. Also, pearls are classic but diamonds are ever popular too. Shoes & stockings: Finding the right shoes to complement your bridal gown can be almost as difficult as finding the gown itself! Comfort should be your top priority when shopping for this bridal accessory since you will be on your feet most of the time. Fabrics like velvet, satin and silk lend a delicate and formal touch to your wedding shoes. Add a bit of embellishment like beads, sequins, pearls or crystals and you'll feel as special as Cinderella! Gloves: Gloves are making a comeback as a bridal accessory, assisted by the increasing preference for strapless and sleeveless gowns. In general the trend is that the shorter the sleeve the longer the glove. Handbags: You won't be carrying this bridal accessory with you all the time. However, it is a good idea to have a small purse on hand to hold small items for touch-ups. Clutches work well. In general, bridal accessories help complete the wedding look. While your gown makes up eighty percent of your bridal look, it would be left incomplete without complementing bridal accessories. So take the time to accessorize your wedding day outfit, the simple details make will make you all the more stunning.

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The Best Article For Lovers Of Jewelry

Buying or selling jewelry is an essential part of the jewelry market, but understanding it and how to avoid scams can be tricky. There are tricks to finding quality pieces, tricks to selling more pieces, etc. Here are some steps you can take to buy or sell jewelry more intelligently.

Pewter jewelry has been widely popular for decades. If you're looking to invest in jewelry pieces made from pewter, make sure that they are lead free. For a long time, pewter jewelry has contained lead causing many unhealthy side effects to the wearer. Usually modern jewelry made from this metal is advertised as lead-free if it doesn't contain any.

Attending yard-sales is a great way to build up a collection of jewelry. Many people sell old costume jewelry for practically pennies. This is a perfect opportunity to stock up on broken pieces that can be repaired or made into new jewelry later. Many new beautiful pieces of jewelry can be born of old broken pieces. Use yard-sales to build up your collection.

If you lose the butterfly backing for your post earrings, you can easily replace them. Many local craft stores carry replacement backings for post earrings in the jewelry making aisles. You can find them in different metals such as sterling silver, gold plating, silver plating or silver tone metal. You no longer have to throw your old earrings out, you can replace the backing quite affordably.

Buying jewelry for someone else can be challenging. Look at what they choose for themselves and try to find something similar. Avoid sized items like rings unless you know what their size is. If you guess, what's going to happen if you guess wrong? It may help to go window shopping with them and see if they mention a certain store, brand, or even a specific item.

Buy real gemstones, not fake knock-offs. Real gemstones, like diamonds, give off a gorgeous sparkle that can be spotted from a mile away. Fake gems are dull and glassy and aren't even worth wearing. If you can't afford a real gemstone, why not buy a Swarovski crystal? They're gorgeous, too, and have their own special sparkle to share.

If you find yourself putting off wearing a bracelet because you wear a watch, buy a bracelet that matches your watch in style and color, and wear it on your other wrist. Bracelets are fun and are one of the only pieces of jewelry that you can see on yourself when you're wearing them. Wear one on your wrist without a watch, or simply get rid of your watch altogether.

When buying jewelry, ask a friend what looks good on you. Though you may have a preference for gold, it may turn out to be that silver actually looks best for you and your skin tone. Of course, always consider your tastes, but don't forego advice from others about what makes you look best.

Consider which precious metal to choose for your engagement ring purchase. After setting and stone, the type of metal you choose makes your ring one of a kind. You should pay attention to any jewelry that your sweetie wears to fully understand her preference. Some women like white metals, while others appreciate yellows.

If you're looking for a good piece of jewelry on a budget have you ever considered a pawn shop? Oftentimes people in hard financial times pawn their jewelry, even brand new and in pristine condition. This affords you the opportunity to get a fine piece of jewelry at a fraction of the price!

Be sure to ask the person you are dealing with at the jewelry store if the gem you are trying to purchase has been treated in any way. A lot of times they are treated to make them look better and last longer, but that decreases the value of the gem.

Educate yourself before purchasing that special engagement ring. Diamonds can be confusing, and understanding the "Four Cs" is important as it will affect the quality and price of your stone. Do a little research before looking at your options. Talk to a trusted jeweler as well. This will help you to get the best value for your money.

When purchasing precious gemstones, be sure to ask whether they are genuine, natural stones, if this is important to you. The distinction between natural gemstones and "created" or synthetic ones is not always apparent, and some jewelers will not necessarily point it out to you. Created and synthetic stones are not fakes, but they are created in a laboratory rather than pulled from deep within the earth.

As you have read, buying or selling jewelry is incredibly important to the jewelry market, especially if they pertain to professional needs. Understanding standard practices in the world of jewelry can make it easier for you to understand how you should buy or sell jewelry. Following the above tips is a very good starting place.

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