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valentinedaughtler · 5 months
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Tainted Opal-
Kaz Brekker x fem!reader
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PART 1
A/N: This is a series I have posted on a few other platforms.
T/Ws: violence, romantic feelings, blood, mild spice scenes sometimes, fem!reader and she/her pronouns, sexual abuse/trauma (not explicit)
Synopsis: You are a a seductress who owns a large stolen jewelry business in Ketterdam. You approach Kaz for assistance after your business partner steals all of your money and your poison ring.
REQUESTS: OPEN✅
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1 - A ‘tell’ in poker
I found myself not being cornered, but on the opposite end of such a relationship.
The dark alleys of Ketterdam are for the faint of heart to be victim, but I had played that role too many times to repeat such. Instead, the Bastard of the Barrel stood before me, scrappier and more daunting than I had expected. Though, all I had to go off of were the blackened whispers of Ketterdam's constant voices.
As usual, I observed my surroundings, the alleyway in which I stand in became a map in my mind.
The silence was thicker than the fog of the docks, fear was beginning to pool like bile in my throat. Maybe this was a mistake.
"My apologies for cornering you in an alley, Mr. Brekker," my voice melted the silence like hot honey. Years of practice in my field allowed for faking demeanors to be easy. "I want to offer you a job," I cock my eyebrow slightly and saunter my way towards him.
He had a piercing stare stabbing my insides and twisting my flesh in odd ways. Showing weakness is an option that leads to downfall, I remind myself when I notice my faltering confidence.
"What job are you proposing?" He asks tersely. Tapping his cane between us, an invisible boundary being made. I cleared my throat, "one week ago, to the dot I might add, my partner went missing," I explained. "My business
partner, Arx Dam-Tres, and his wife were spotted at the nearby port, boarding a privately owned boat. Along with his dear darling, Rasmine, he took our shared wealth and my most prized ring-"
"What makes this ring so important? You're obviously willing to risk your life cornering me in an alley to retrieve it." He interrupts me. I peer at the many hiding spaces the dark night offers Ketterdam's voices. I've been told of Kaz's crow, Inej, I assume she wields her knife atop a building above me. The barrel of a gun glints in the moonlight. It comes from a window on the right, barely noticeable, but the one holding the trigger was slightly sloppy in their hiding.
"I'm aware that I have multiple threats to my flesh at all sides at the moment, so I'll get to the point. I'll pay 1 million kruge... upfront," I propose, smirking. Kaz shows the slightest hint of interest, I note that when he is intrigued, he right eyebrow raises and his lip twitches. 'A tell in poker' they call it. While dollar signs replace the pupils of Kaz's eyes, his lips part once more.
"For a price like that, this must be dangeruous. What makes this ring so special?" he rasps. His voice is rough, like coffee grounds thrown into a fire, adorned with an accent. The ignition of such flames sparked something inside me, but I ignore it promptly.
"Well, the ring was created by a fabricator and a shadow summoner," my eyes fall to one of my fingers where the ring should be. "The gold is valuable, but the real worth is on the opal stone hugged by said gold. It is infused with merzoft," I continue, noticing a slight flinch in Kaz when I state such. It's so difficult to tell what he is thinking, but I'm well known for my keen eye. "When the desire strikes me, it will poison those who kiss my ringed hand. I'm a seductress, it comes in handy." I let out a soft, sweet laugh. "My company is owned jointly between Arx and I, a luxury jewelry company of sorts... my products must come from somewhere," I say, shrugging at my implication.
"Why would Arx take the ring?"
"He knew the value, I assume, or Rasmine begged for it-..." my eyes widened as the realization fabricated its of in my mind, my faux demeanor cracking. "He's sailing to Ravka..., he boarded a ship with his wife and millions of kruge," I piece the puzzle together in a mess of words. "He is going to the Darkling, in hopes to learn he properties of the ring.... He won't stop there, Arx is going to make weaponry this way." A growing horror sprouts up in my stomach and wraps itself around my intestines like thorny vines. My panicked voice squeaks out, "I will pay you now, come with me, and we must leave tomorrow morning, I have a boat prepared. We need a crew-"
My frantic string of a tangent is snipped by Kaz's husky voice, "I haven't agreed to this yet." I notice he is getting the upper hand as my confidence is peeling like wallpaper. I calm my nerves, melding my personality back into what it was before.
"Arx had a good connection with your dear friend Pekka...," I cooed, regaining my former composure. His pupils dilate, the wall he built as a shield crumbles, but only for a split second. "You can finally get your revenge, little crow," I break the boundary he made with his cane, moving closer to him. "1 million kruge, a boat, and revenge," I whisper, "sounds like a fantastic reward."
Kaz walks backwards fluidly, his lanky body shrinking away from me. His jaw clenches as he grips his cane tighter. His knuckles must have turned white under those gloves.
"You bring all the kruge in cash here at midnight...,"
I smiled at a turned away, disappearing into the night, my heartbeat meshing with the countless others taking up borrowed space in the darkness of Ketterdam.
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Word count: 919
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Thank you everyone for reading, first chapters are frustrating to write due to their need for a hook, but also a yearn for explanation. It'll get better from here.
-Valentine
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planetopal · 14 days
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Lightning ridge black opal Floating Opal teardrop pendant. 70mm 2-3/4 inch Murano glass vial and cap. Stunning pendant or collectable. 10 ct $425 Aud inc free post.
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hitfitgems · 1 year
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0.8 Cts Natural ethiopian gemstone faceted oval yellow opal
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Gorgeous 8x6 mm natural Ethiopian opal, faceted and cut to perfection. This gemstone truly sparkles!
Shape: oval faceted
Color: yellow
Size: 8×6 mm
Cut Grade: Excellent
Treatment: None (No Enhancement)
Modified Item: No
Country of Origin: Ethiopia
Natural/Lab–Created: Natural
Average Carat Weight : 0.8 cts
Country/Region of Manufacture: India
More Here:- Faceted Ethiopian Opal Loose Gemstone
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butterlaneantiques · 1 year
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Opal Stone
Opals have been compared to fireworks, galaxies and even volcanoes. With their beautiful array of colours, I can see why. In Ancient Rome, it was given the name 'Opalus' , meaning 'precious stone'. Opals were seen to be more rare than diamonds or rubies due to their flashes of light and colour, as they were known to be the stone of myths and dreams.
Many different cultures believed the stone brought power, luck and health and even today, this belief still remains.
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So what does it mean if someone gifts you an opal ?
Because of stone's connection with the star sign Libra, it is often related to feelings of passion, love and desire.
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An enchanting asymmetrical pendant, its form determined by the huge chunk of opal that makes up its body. The opal displays excellent play of colour, with shimmering greens and deep blues punctuated by flashes of orange and red that come and go as it moves in the light. It's held in place by 53 slender claws, and features a diamond-set flower appearing to grow over the front towards the centre. Crafted in 18 karat gold and dating from the 1960s.
Here are some more examples of Opal Jewellery.
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gemexi · 11 months
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Natural Multicolor Ethiopian Opal Silver Ring . Connect with us and Dm for an order Shipping Worldwide . . . .
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opalandzeal · 1 year
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Coral Peach & Green Natural African Welo Opal Silver Ring Size: N-UK/6 3/4-USA.🪸
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opalsdestash · 1 year
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To buy beautiful natural opal gemstone, don't forgot to visit our IG profile @opals.destash
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bigstargems · 1 year
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avegemstones · 1 year
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valentinedaughtler · 5 months
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Tainted Opal (Part 2)
Kaz Brekker x fem!reader
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Part 1
2 - Hand-stitched Crimson Roses
T/Ws: violence, romantic feelings, blood, mild spice scenes sometimes, fem!reader and she/her pronouns, sexual abuse/trauma (not explicit)
Synopsis: You meet up with Kaz for a meeting on the down-low at the Crow Club, but your vulnerability slips.
REQUESTS: OPEN✅
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As I reached the alleyway from earlier that night, my eyes fell upon a figure. They seemed to materialize from nothing.
"Hello," I greeted her with a small smile, my eyes sultry and enticing. I made note of her features, making it easier to notice her in the future. Her eyes were dark, with flecks of deep brown, like shards of tinted glass. A deep blue cloth wrapped around her head and face, but her sleek, black hair poured down her back. Her caramel skin glinted in the moonlight, but the light reflected more off of her numerous knives that were pocketed in her clothes.
"I assumed Brekker would not come himself, smart move," I added while the woman stared at me. "I have the money, darling." With a few swipes of my hands my dress's many layers warped into a large purse, strapped to my belted waist.
"You're a tailor," the woman whispered, her gaze as piercing as her knives. I handed her the embroidered purse. Mouse skeletons and crimson roses were stitched onto the fabric.
As I began to alter my dress once more, the girl vanished. I looked up in surprise, but it was quickly replaced by appreciation. I always admire a woman of her craft. My eyes dropped to the dirty stone path under me, a paper lay where the girl had stood. My joints cracked as I kneeled down to grab the note.
The Crow Club; 2 a.m. sharp
"Well, these meeting sure are getting tiresome," I mumble, making my way back to my estate. I knew I'd need to pack, assuming my deal is accepted.
I make it to the front steps of my home where large, ornate doors greet me. I've made a name for myself, it's hard to believe that three years ago I was-
"Well, a little lady is here....all alone, missy?" My thoughts are cut off by the slurred speech of a middle-aged man. He stumbles over to me, reeking of alcohol and grease. I narrow my eyes, frustrated. Saints damn it all. My eyes become inviting, my smile sweetening the deal, I look so innocent. I look my age now.
"Oh? Well I guess I am all alone," I add in an extra laugh to really tie the act together. I saunter a bit closer to the drunken man, picking up my dress to reveal my ankles. Though I really just don't want this skirt to get wet from rain-soaked pathways. Men like this will believe anything if you play the part. I get to keep some morality, even if I live in a place like Ketterdam, so I play the age old card, "Though, sir, I am only seventeen, so I should get going-"
"Little missy, that's even better, I like my women young... and unused," his grin shows his disgusting teeth, while his hands reach out to grab my wrist. I've given up trying to reason with men like this. Attempting to give them a second chance. I unsheathe my floral umbrella from my dress, as it's a gown full of surprises, and use the sharp prod to stab the man in the upper arm. My soft expression is still plastered on my face as I smack his upside the head with it.
"You bitch," he wails as blood blots his shirt sleeve. He stumbles away quickly, cursing out my existence whist doing so.
I unlocked my front door and opened with with both hands. Antique decor was scattered in an organized manner throughout the house; books spilled out of shelves, and house plants coiled around anything the could grab ahold of.
Time to get packing.
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The Crow Club was loud, the stretch of liquor wafted through the air, and jukebox music mixed in with the booming voices coming from all sides.
I noticed a pair of eyes on me, belonging to a young man with dark skin and buzzed hair. Two pistols were pocketed on either side of his waist and a smirk played on his lips when I looked at him. Another man to stab with an umbrella... at least he seems to be my age. I was pretty exhausted and not in the mood for this.
He made his way towards me, and his smile grew larger when he was in speaking distance from me.
"You must be Miss l/n," his voice is springy, a sense of humor bubbling in it. My left eyebrow cocks as he says this, though I guess everyone in Ketterdam knows everyone in Ketterdam. The voices carry.
"Guilty as charged," I joke with a smirk, maintaining composure. "And you are...?"
"Jesper Fahey, one million kruge was counted, so Kaz has decided to agree to your deal," he explains. "If you follow me, I will bring you to his office." Jesper turns and begins to walk towards a hall in the back of the bar.
I follow behind him but grip the weapons stashed in the layers of my dress. We walk up a stairwell towards a wooden door. Jesper knocks and enters without waiting for a response.
The room before us is a dimly lit office, a large, open window blows in cool, night air. There is a bookcase and a shelf of rum in the right corner, behind them is peeled wallpaper, which reveals knotted wood paneling. My gaze glazes past the bags of cash haphazardly spread across the floor to  Kaz, at his makeshift desk. It seems to be a door sat atop wooden crates.
The scar-faced boy looks up from his papers, he gestures for me to come sit in the chair across from his desk, while Jesper leans against the entrance door.
"Have you accepted my deal, or was Jesper just getting my hopes up?" I ask with soft curiosity in my voice. He leans against his desk, clasping his gloved hands.
"You're known for your deception, Mrs. l/n, how can we trust you?" Kaz's voice makes me shiver, but I like the feeling it brings afterwards. I'm not sure how much information I should give up to him, but my desperation clouds my better judgement.
"That's all I have left," I blurt out. I nod at the purse overflowing with kruge on the desk, "that's the rest of my money in my bank account, and my secret stash. My well-being is on the line for this deal." I wonder if I look slightly manic; if I resemble the panic I feel. Kaz eyes me, most likely analyzing my face with a blank expression. He turns to the open window, where the girl from before separates herself from the shadows. "Inej, go to Ketterdam's bank and see if her story checks out," He instructs. As soon as the girl—Inej, -was there, she was gone again, a part of the night.
After a while of silence in the dreary office, Inej returned. She gracefully hopped down from the windowsill and whispered to Kaz. He shifted his gaze to me, nodding.
"You said you have a boat?" He asked, my eyes fixated on his scarred lips as he articulated his question.
"Yes, I just need a crew," as I said such he looked confused.
"Are you implying you will be accompanying us on the heist?"
"I will. Do you have a crew?"
Kaz thought for a moment. He nodded.
"We have a skilled spy of sorts, a gunslinger, an explosions... expert, a heartrender and a former Fjerdian Drüskelle." He lists the crew members, not breaking eye contact.
"And a tailor," I hear Inej add. I nod at her comment and smile.
"We leave tomorrow morning at Sunrise," with that Kaz gets up, gesturing for Inej and Jesper to leave.
As they slip out of the room from various entry points, kaz makes his way over to a map tacked to the wall, his cane tapping against the floorboards. I follow him and watch as he draws two black dots, one over Ketterdam, the other on the Little Palace of Ravka. He turned to me, parting his lips to speak,
"Ever charted a map before?"
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Word Count: 1385
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Prepare yourself for the hell of a heist,
-Valentine
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radiantgeminirings · 2 years
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Cherry! Delicate light pink opal set against a darker pink pigment in a 6mm tungsten band. Returning to pre-orders soon!
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hitfitgems · 1 year
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0.5 Cts Natural ethiopian opal faceted yellow gemstone pear shape
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Add some sparkle to your look with this gorgeous 7.5×6 mm opal faceted gemstone.
Shape: pearl faceted
Color: Yellow
Size: 7.5��6 mm
Cut Grade: Excellent
Treatment: None (No Enhancement)
Modified Item: No
Country of Origin: Ethiopia
Natural/Lab–Created: Natural
Average Carat Weight : 0.5 cts
Country/Region of Manufacture: India
More Here: Opal Loose Gemstone
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artgemsc · 2 years
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Gorgeous Natural Ethiopian Welo Opal, Silver 925, white and green Natural Sapphire as a side stone. Just out of imagination…
Opal size: 9*13 mm
Ring size:  9
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usarinstore · 7 days
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Australian Triplet Opal Ring 925 Sterling Silver Ring Triplet Opal Handmade Ring Jewelry October Birthstone Statement Jewelry Mother's Day
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