#emerald cut diamond necklace

[gemville]

Jared Atelier x Shy Dayan Jewels 18k White Gold and Emerald-Cut Diamond Lariat Necklace

Photo Courtesy: Jared Atelier x Shy Dayan Jewels

Source: nationaljeweler.com

[choridajewels]

Unveil Exquisite Beauty: Real Emerald Necklace by Chordia Jewels

Indulge in the opulent allure of an exquisite emerald necklace. Discover timeless beauty at Chordia Jewels. Indulge in exquisite elegance with this emerald necklace from Chordia Jewels. Appreciate the Real Emerald Necklace today to compliment your look.

[mrs-trophy-wife]

[agendabymooner]

SOMETHING ROTTEN !!! FERNANDO A. X FEM!READER X JENSON B. (18+)

summary: for fernando and jenson, nothing is ever 'too much.' perhaps that's why they insisted that the necklace they bought her was worth it. (possible part two of something spoiled)

content warning: smut below the cut (minors dni), explicit language, dom!sugar daddies!jenson and fernando x sub!sb!reader, mfm threesome, overstimulation, dumbification + degradation, anal play, titfucking, double penetration, mentions creampie (pls don't do that)

💌re:moony's planner request: "hey i was wondering if you’d write a smut with jensen button x fernando alonso x reader maybe with one being mean and overstim and dumbification pretty please"

note: just pulling this out of my ass because i want to write something before i decide to get up at 3am to do my school work. enjoy xx

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since becoming fernando’s sugar baby, she tried to get herself out of the habit of being extremely humble and indulged in one of his displays of affection. 

she was quite there, if she was being honest. but then, fernando’s ex-teammate jenson button came barreling into her life. no wait, scratch that— the british man came to her and fernando’s shared space for dinner and hadn’t even hidden the way he eyefucked her. 

so now, it was like her life involved an angel and a devil. one of them made her want to ask for more while the other made her feel so meek and shy. 

but both men had every intention to have her ask for more. they were not about to let her quiet down when expressing her wants and needs. especially since she got out of her way to meet their needs and desires.

it’s been a year since jenson joined the two, half a year since he moved in with them in a larger place, and as fernando’s season started - she became more occupied at home than she used to be. 

jenson was retired, thus he provided her with the company she sought whenever fernando wasn’t around. of course, fernando hadn’t minded - as long as he was getting videos or even pictures of their girl being fucked by the british while he was gone. 

having a lover who was retired gave fernando more opportunity to make the girl feel more lenient about being spoiled whilst gone. 

fernando would often send messages to or even call jenson whenever the aston martin driver saw something online that would look nice on her, and jenson would immediately take her shopping.

and it would often lead jenson to fuck her senselessly when they get back from shopping, after she would give him a private fashion show.

now here she was, insisting that she really didn’t want the glimmering necklace from bulgari as jenson tutted her.

the british man gave her a smug smile as she continued to eye the diamond encrusted necklace, the emerald in the middle just as big as her baffled eyes. she said she didn’t want it, yet she was ogling the necklace and its pairing earrings. 

“we’ll take it,” jenson nodded to the associate in front of them, with her snapping her head towards his direction. 

“jenson—“

“does it come with a bracelet, too?” jenson grinned widely. 

the fucking piece of shit wasn’t even listening to her protests. jenson couldn’t find himself to listen at the moment, knowing that she would look so beautiful with the parure on occasions that he and fernando would attend with her.

once they made it back to their place and jenson had put everything down, she pursed her lips at the sight of the bulgari bag as she said, “that was too much.” 

jenson turned around, his expression softening at the sight of her pout as he approached her with a reassuring smile. “nothing is ever ‘too much’ for me and fernando, baby,” he kissed her lips and mumbled, “and that means nothing should ever be enough for you too. hm?” 

“where would i even wear that whole… thing?” she mumbled back, shying away from jenson. “i know you and nando will like it but where would i even wear that?” 

jenson’s soft smile turned into a wide smirk as he nipped her skin, earning a moan from her. jenson then said, “don’t worry sweetheart. when he gets back tonight, you’ll find a reason to wear that pretty necklace and earrings of yours. maybe we’ll even get to see the bracelet, too.”

so here she was, her cunt clenching around jenson’s throbbing cock as the british man fucked her from behind. the emerald necklace dangled on her neck, shining under the chandelier while her tits were glistening. fernando’s cock pistoned in between her tits as she squeezed them. 

“mm, fuck, bonita,” fernando growled lowly, thrusting his hips up as she let out a loud moan. “even without the necklace, your tits are just as beautiful as ever,” he muttered, “fucking missed these tits of yours. i missed fucking them and i missed playing with them.”

jenson smirked as he continued to fuck her from behind, his fingers collecting her wetness and spreading it across her other hole before he began to thrust his fingers into it. 

“oh, fuck,” she moaned loudly, unable to utter anymore words as she tried to keep her composure. her elbows dug into fernando’s thighs and her palms squeezed her breast together, watching the way the tip of fernando’s cock disappear then reappear in between her pair of tits.

“you’re so tight in both holes, baby,” jenson crooned mockingly as he continued to prod his fingers in her backhole and his cock in her already overstimulated cunt. “you cummin’ again?” 

her incoherent words were music to the men’s ears. nothing felt more arousing than hearing their girl cry for them like she needed them. at least for once, she wasn’t shying away from what she wanted.

she babbled, “j- nando- ‘m- hah~ fuck…” 

fernando’s hand reached down to slap her face lightly and he mocked her, “mmm… you’re getting too dumb, princesa? is it too much? come on, tell us.”

“‘s too much,” she whined pitifully. “too much.”

“but you love it, don’t you?” fernando continued with a laugh, watching her nod eagerly. god, she was so fucked out already and she hadn’t even been fucked by both yet. “yes? you love cumming too much? you love jenson’s cock inside of you like a dumb little whore you are?” 

“yes, yes,” she nodded once more and cried out loudly when jenson added another finger. “oh fuck! hah! god, jenson!” 

“ease up, baby,” jenson murmured. “you’re doin’ so good. ‘m just prepping you, that’s all.”

“‘m gonna cum again, fuck!” she screamed silently. 

fernando and jenson both chuckled darkly, unable to keep their amusement to themselves as both of them finally pulled away once she reached her fifth orgasm.

the two older men switched places, with jenson lying on the bed and fernando moving around to get something. jenson patted his bare thigh and ordered her, “up on my cock, sweets. c’mon.” 

she couldn’t think anymore, panting heavily while she knelt on the mattress. it seemed like she was unable to process her british lover’s words, because her spanish one had to drag her lightly towards jenson’s lap before she even sunk down on his cock once more. 

a sigh escaped her lips, her cunt still throbbing after her intense orgasm. 

fernando finally moved behind her and entered her slowly, eliciting a whine from her as she murmured about how good it was… or at least, she tried to tell them but she was just incredibly fucked out. 

“mierda,” fernando cursed as he and jenson began to move inside her. his hands gripped her hips as he continued to fuck her. “you’re so tight, bonita.”

“mm— nando,” she cried out, her back arching against fernando’s chest as the emerald necklace glimmered once more.

“so fuckin’ divine, baby,” jenson groaned, watching her tits above him bounce against the jewelry she wore. “look at you- so beautiful looking so fucked out with that necklace on your neck.”

“even better when she’s begging without even knowing what she wants,” fernando added from behind her. “she’s pretty even when she’s dumb for our cocks.”

their hips began to snap against hers, earning loud mewls from her. both men groaned loudly and gradually increased their pace as they chased their highs and hers.

“oh, fuuuuuck,” jenson groaned loudly, his thumb toying with her clit. “‘m gonna cum baby. gonna cum inside this pretty pussy of yours.”

“fuck,” fernando whispered heatedly, his movements now rougher and slower as he reached his orgasm and painted her walls white. 

she whined as she reached her orgasm as well, her eyes rolling back at the feeling of fullness and her climax. 

jenson came inside her as well, thrusting up into her slowly as he let out a guttural moan.

panting heavily, both men pulled out of her and lied her down in between them. they hadn’t even minded their cums leaking out of her holes as they brought her close to them. 

she seemed content, like she actually had her wishes fulfilled. like she actually told them what she wanted rather than shying away from it. 

both jenson and fernando, however, knew that she should start speaking up about what she wanted outside of the bedroom too. because she was their girl, and she deserved the universe and more. 

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[dotster001]

Sugar Baby

Summary: Malleus x gn!reader. Malleus should be banned from learning modern slang.

CW:mentions of sugar babies/daddies but really only in the context of not understanding it.

Dragons like shiny things. They like to add things to their hoard, and have a full treasury of shiny or important things. When they court a potential partner, they share bits of their Treasury with them.

It's not that you minded getting gifts, but you preferred it to be in moderation, or for a special event, and when they clearly weren't worth more than your entire existence.  But once you started dating Malleus, the gifts were relentless. And clearly expensive. You tried to politely decline, but his sad face made it so that you felt like you were taking candy from a baby.

But some of them were just too much.

The box in front of you was inlaid with emeralds and diamonds and a gem you didn't recognize, all forming images of roses. If that wasn't enough, inside the box was a bracelet formed from thin silver chains braided together, and holding the largest rock you'd ever seen. You were almost scared to touch it.

"Isn't it perfect? It made me think of you," he looked so proud, you felt bad for being about to give it back.

"Mal Mal, it's too much. I don't think I can accept something so expensive," you said, preparing yourself for the pout. And there it was.

"But," he began looking so sad, and moving to place the bracelet on your wrist, "aren't you my sugar baby?"

You choked on the air. "What?"

He took advantage of your shock to finish placing the bracelet on your wrist, and stare at it in awe.

"Malleus," you began, finally gathering your words, "where did you learn that?"

"Learn what?" He asked innocently.

"About sugar babies"

He tilted his head to the side, "Cater Diamond has been teaching me about modern human slang, and he told me sugar daddies like to buy their sugar babies presents. And I like to give you presents so that makes me your sugar daddy, right?"

Now that you heard his logic, you had to try your hardest to hold back your giggles. You could see the path he went on to get to this point, but…

"Mal Mal, that's not exactly how sugar daddies and sugar babies work," you said, hoping he could drop it.

"It's not?" He asked.

"No, if you were a sugar daddy, that would mean that you would be paying me to hang out with you, and that our relationship isn't as real as I'd like it to be."

"Oh." He paused. "But I like to give you things. It shows everyone how much I love you."

You sighed. "What if we cut back to one present a week? I'll wear or display what you give me, but it has to be only one present, at a reasonable price, and you can't call me a sugar baby anymore, dear God."

His shrewd grin began to split his face. "Two presents, or you will forever be my cute human sugar baby."

Now you were pouting. "Fine."

"Excellent!" He pulled out a second present, a matching necklace, and put it on you. "Pleasure doing business with you."

"Stupid dragon man," you muttered. He simply hummed in response and pressed a soft kiss to your temple.

"Maybe, but I'm your stupid dragon man," he said, wrapping his arms around you.

Stupid beautiful dragon man.

[crayfurbs]

Bejewled furby resurfaces - June 2023

Hello everyone! I have been on a slight hiatus due to a myriad of personal reasons, I am back for a short post with some interesting news

a GENUINE Bejeweled furby has surfaced! 

Foreword: 

This bejeweled furby is in my opinion the only one to exist, as with much other furby information numbers of units produced is a shaky 25 year-old game of telephone. But having researched archived Tiger and FAO sites, it appears all promotional images are the same snowball furby (Notably with green eyes) and we haven’t really seen any different versions, For the information in this post I consulted several archived websites on archive.org along with the new listing 

Background info: 

The following description is transcribed from the original FAO Schwarz listing for the bejeweled furby. 

“Created by designer Sidney Mobell. The world's most exciting tay is now the world's

most precious. bedecked with 156 gleaming and glittering genuine gemstones Lovable Furby comes adorned with a tiara necklace. and earrings crafted in platinum and 18k gold and containing 63 full cut diamonds (3.7 ctw) 44 rubies (4.5 ctw) blue sapphires (5 3 ctw) and emeralds (1.O ctw). AIl 3 pieces are removable So you can wear them too!

A portion of the proceeds will benefit the word class hasbro children's hospital–”

The listing + info

So here is the description of the listing, the starting bid is 1,200.

(ill add it in later once the auction ends)

Now for those of you at home, you may be thinking... a $100,000 furby with an auction cap of $2,000. somthing must be fishy right?

but on paper... the bejweled furby isnt worth that much, and Ill explain.

For those of you who are not jewelers (I have only taken intro classes myself) this furby may appear to be absolutely studded in expensive gems… but in reality the true value is being obscured by the cwt, or Carat Total Weight, this value is in reference to the TOTAL cumulative weight of the gemstones. So for example, the 63 diamonds CWT is 3.7, so each diamond is only 0.06 ct. so in reality the QUALITY of the dimaonds used is very low, for comparison you can purchase 25 loose diamonds of the same color, carat and clarity for around $50

So after a very novice rough calculation the total value of all the metals and gemstones here dont seem to total over $800. This is why I think the piece was designed to be a symbolic representation to the person who donated the $100,000 to the hospital, rather than a truly $100,000 furby which is why the capped value of the auction is $2,000

Conclusion + opinions

I still think this is an absolute amazing piece of furby history, one that I admittedly was not to familiar with, but was aware of in my deep dives into the furby archived sites, I think that the resurfacing of this piece is a ode to the furby community, and the fact that we are STILL actively learning about undiscovered information relating to Furbys a quarter of a century later! This toy line was only produced for just under 3 years but has provided a trove of information that's out there just waiting to be discovered! 

And with that, ciao

-Cray 

[topguncortez]

Silly Love Songs || Bradley Bradshaw x OC!Female

Dragon & Rooster Masterlist | Main Masterlist

synopsis: Bradley has a trick up his sleeve for this coming Valentine's Day. . . however, Dragon isn't all for the whole cliche Valentine's Day.

word count: 2.0k

warnings: none:) it's fuffy:)

The love was in the air, and everyone could feel it. Dragon wasn’t sure as to why they had to hang Valentine's decorations in the Hard Deck, but the sight of pink and red was starting to give her a headache. She wasn’t ever a big fan of Valentine’s Day. Her parents used to make little baskets for her and Phoenix and leave them outside their doors. She remembered seeing girls walking around with giant teddy bears and flower bouquets in high school and of course the tears from those whose boyfriends didn’t even pay attention to what day it was. Dragon had never been big on PDA so Valentine’s Day was just another day to her. 

“So what are you and Jake doing for Valentine’s Day?” Phoenix asked Y/N. 

“Oh boy, I haven’t even thought that far,” Y/N said, which everyone knew was a lie. She was probably the only one in the group who had planned out exactly what they were going to do, “Probably just dinner somewhere. I’ve been busy making Valentines for the kids to take to school. What about you all? Dragon, it’s your first Valentine’s Day with Rooster!” 

Dragon rolled her eyes as Fanboy burst out laughing, spraying his beer across the table. If there was anyone who knew Dragon better than her very own sister, it would be Mickey Garcia. And he had been front and center to various boyfriends who had tried the whole Valentine’s Day Display on the younger Trace sister.  

“If Dragon celebrates Valentine’s Day, I think hell just might freeze over,” Fanboy said. Dragon shot the WSO a glare and he held his hands up in defense. 

“Oh don’t say that!” Y/N said and looked back at Dragon, “You guys need to celebrate! It’s your first one!” 

“I don’t care about Valentine’s Day,” Dragon sighed, and watched as Y/N’s smile dropped from her face, “Why do I need to put on some large display of love and affection for him for one day? What does that prove to anyone but ‘Hey look at me I’m in “love”’. The whole thing is kinda silly if you ask me,” Dragon said and sipped her beer, “We will go to work, go home, probably have a beer over dinner, have sex, and go to bed like we always do.” 

Phoenix sucked in a breath and looked at Bob, who was the only other person who knew of the Valentine’s Day plans that Rooster had in store. 

Across the bar, Jake was looking at a picture of a ring on Rooster’s phone. It was a silver band that had a pretty good-sized diamond on it. Jake thought it wasn’t nearly as good as the one that Y/N had on her finger, but it was still nice. He handed Rooster back the phone and took a drink of his beer. 

“What do you think?” Rooster asked. 

“I think it’s pretty nice,” Jake nodded, “I think she’ll like it.” 

“It’s not too flashy for Dragon? I mean, she doesn’t wear any jewelry except for the silver necklace. I don’t want her to hate it ‘cause it’s too much,” Rooster said and played with the condensation on his beer bottle. 

“I think it’s just right for her. Is it your mom’s ring?” 

“The diamond is, yeah,” Rooster nodded, “Apparently it’s called ‘emerald cut’, and I guess it wasn’t very common back in the ‘80s, but it’s all the buzz now. Who knew Goose Bradshaw knew a thing or two about engagement rings?” 

Jake chuckled, “To Goose Bradshaw, the all-knowing, lady-killing romantic.” 

“A good man,” Bradley tapped his beer against Jake’s, and then took a sip, “I just hope she says yes. We’ve only talked about this once, and she seemed to be into the idea of us getting married.” 

“Rooster,” Jake said, patting his back, “You are thinking way too much into this. That girl loves you.” Jake turned on his barstool just in time to see the sight of his wife walking up to him with a slight pout on her face, “What’s up, sweets?” 

Y/N gave Jake a small smile and shook her head, “Nothing, needed to get away from the anti-Valentine’s Day talk.” 

Rooster’s eyebrows furrowed, “Who’s anti-Valentine’s Day.” 

“Dragon.” 

Jake looked up at Rooster and swore he could see the moment when Rooster’s heart stopped beating. Rooster felt his hands get clammy and his throat tighten up. 

“She doesn’t like Valentine’s Day?” Rooster asked, clearing his throat when his voice cracked. 

Y/N sighed, “Not really. She said it’s cliche and she doesn’t think she needs one day to showcase her love for her partner. She was talking about how dumb Valentine’s Day proposals and weddings are. I love her Rooster, but sometimes she puts a damper on my mood. I’m sorry.” 

“No, it’s okay, Y/N,” Rooster said. Jake could tell the smile on his face was fake. He took a swig of his beer before setting it down on the counter, “I’m gonna go get her, and probably head out. Bye, guys.” 

Both of them said goodbye to Rooster and watched him walk over toward Dragon, his shoulders sagging a bit. Jake shook his head and looked at his wife. 

“Is she really anti-Valentines Day?” Jake asked. 

“Sounded like it to me,” Y/N shrugged, “Even said Cupid is just a grown man in adult diapers.”  

“Shit,” Jake rubbed his forehead, “He was thinking of proposing to her on Valentine’s Day.” 

“Oh my god! Did I just ruin it!? I have to go-” Jake grabbed her hand before she could run over and apologize to Rooster, probably spoiling the surprise. 

“Don't apologize. I’m sure he will find another way to ask her to be his wife. You didn’t ruin anything.” 

“But-” 

“But nothing,” Jake said and took her into his arms, “Enough about them. How are we going to celebrate Valentine’s Day?” He smirked at his wife and moved his eyebrows up and down causing her to giggle and kiss his cheek. 

— — — ♡ ♡ ♡ — — — 

The ride home from the Hard Deck was a bit tense. Bradley hadn’t said a word to Dragon since he asked her if they could leave. Usually, Bradley was singing along loudly off-key to the radio or talking about something to do with whatever sports team was in season. Dragon noticed that he was holding the steering wheel with both hands instead of his usual one on the wheel and the other resting on her thigh. She sized him up, taking in the slight sag of his shoulders, and that his usual smile was gone. 

“There something wrong?” Dragon asked as they stopped at a red light. Bradley shook his head, “Okay. . .” Dragon said and leaned back in her seat. She looked out the window as the light turned green and Bradley continued his drive back to their apartment. 

The silence was growing increasingly annoying as not even the radio was playing. Dragon huffed as she leaned forward and turned the radio on. She messed with the dial until a station came on and settled back in her seat. She looked out the window as the opening chords to an all too familiar song came flooding through the speakers. A smile rose on her face as she looked over at Bradley, seeing him fight back a smile. 

“Don’t smile, Bradshaw,” Dragon pointed at him, as she started to dance in her seat, “Don’t you dare smile! Don’t smile!” She said and leaned over to tickle him. He bit his lip harder as he pushed her hands away, her laughter filling the bronco. 

“Don’t go breaking my heart,” Dragon sang. Bradley sucked his teeth as he looked over at her. She gave him a look and he shook his head, “Honey If I get restless?” 

Bradley tried to keep up his silent treatment. . . but he was a weak man when it came to anything concerning Dragon Trace. 

“Baby, you’re not the kind,” Rooster sang back and Dragon cheered in victory. He chuckled as she sang along to the chorus and he pulled into the parking lot of a random supermarket. He put the bronco in park and quickly jumped out going to her side. She looked at him confused as he opened her door and pulled her out of the truck making her squeal. 

“What are you-” 

He cut her off by reaching in and turning the music up louder, “Dancing with you.” 

“Right-” 

“Don’t go breaking my heart, baby,” Rooster fake pouted, and started dancing around her. Dragon couldn’t hide her laughter at his adorably dorky dance moves. For a man who could play the piano and guitar, he could hardly dance. Dragon closed her eyes and moved her body to the beat. 

The two of them danced to Elton John in the parking lot, totally in their own world. When the song faded out, and another one came on, neither one seemed to miss a beat. Neither one knew how long they had been having a dance party in the parking lot, until Silly Love Songs by Paul McCartney started playing and Rooster pulled her into his arms, leaning her head on his chest as he twirled them slowly in a circle in the orangey light from the parking lot lights.

“My dad said this was the song that was playing when he asked my mom to marry him,” Rooster said and Dragon lifted her head up to look at him, his honey-brown eyes boring into her. “Why don’t you like Valentine’s Day?” He asked her and Dragon drew in a breath. 

“Y/N said something, didn’t she,” Dragon asked and Rooster nodded, “It’s not that I hate it, I just don’t understand why there has to be only one day a year where you get flowers and gifts and chocolates from your partner. My dad said that if someone truly loves you, they won’t wait for Valentine’s Day to show you it.” 

“He’s right,” Rooster said, a moment of realization washing over him. He didn’t even need to think twice as he grabbed Dragon’s hands and dropped to one knee, right in the middle of the abandoned Walmart parking lot. 

“What are you-” 

“Your dad is right, Grace, I don’t need to wait for Valentine’s Day to show you that I love you,” Rooster said and Dragon felt her heart start to rise. She felt heat behind her eyes as they became cloudy with tears, “The ring isn’t done yet. I used my mom’s diamond on a silver band cause you told Val once that you liked her ring. But I don’t need that to do this, Dragon, I love you, more than I have ever loved anything in my life.” 

“More than flying?” 

Rooster paused and tilted his head, “. . . Honey, I’m trying to be romantic here. . . don’t ruin the moment,” Bradley said and Dragon chuckled, “Please, make me the happiest man for the rest of my life. I know we’ve only been together a year and-” 

Dragon dropped down to her knees, still holding Bradley’s hands, “Will you marry me, Bradley Bradshaw?” 

“I was supposed to ask you that,” Bradley said. 

“You were taking too long,” Dragon shook her head, “So. . .” 

“Of course, I’ll marry you. Will you marry me?” 

“Oh fuck yes,” Dragon said and smashed her lips to Bradley’s.  

'Some people want to fill the world with silly love songs. What's wrong with that?'

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[mytheoristavenue]

What the Straw Hats get you for Valentine's Day!

Summary: How your nakama surprise you for the most romantic holiday!

Warnings: All fluff, platonic!Chopper, fem!reader

Straw Hat Luffy:

Luffy frowned as he tilted the hat in his hands, inspecting it's quality. He'd commissioned it recently from a hatter on the last island, whom he'd compensated handsomely to keep quiet about their deal. The hatter had promised the pirate a replica of his own, down to the last detail, and Luffy assumed that the ins and outs of the task must have gotten lost in translation. This new hat lacked all the nicks, stitches, and frays that his had.

As usual, the captain decided to take matters into his own hands, taking a dagger, needle and thread and began molding the straw hat into an exact copy of his own. Finally he was satisfied with level of destruction he'd inflicted on the thing, he stepped back from it and smiled. In the dead of night, he crept into your room to set the gift on your nightstand with a note that read:

'A king needs a queen, and a queen needs a crown. Happy Valentine's.'

Pirate Hunter Zoro:

Zoro hummed in almost an irritated manner as he drug the cold steel of your weapon of choice through his microfiber cloth covered hand. He was so vexed over practically being forced to shine all your weapons for this stupid holiday- even though nobody asked him. He had no choice! He didn't want to go through the trouble of picking you out a gift you probably wouldn't even like, so he had to.

Then again, he wouldn't have been breaking a law if he hadn't given you a Valentine's Day surprise...but then you'd nag him about it! (Or so he'd convinced himself.)

Cat Burglar Nami:

Nami mulled over her decisions, literally weighing her options. In one hand, she held a beautiful diamond necklace, adorned with a pattern of pearl cut sapphires for color- and in the other, a 14 karat gold tennis bracelet with round cut emeralds all throughout. She sucked her lip into her bite, brows furrowed and unsure of which you'd like more. Or perhaps would wouldn't like either. She knew the ship was too far from any landmass to chance any chance at getting something else. Maybe she could just tell you she forgot to get you something, and then take you on a shopping spree at the next one?

With a hopeless sigh, she sat on her bed, groaning dramatically. She knew she was being silly and that you'd love any type of gift. You weren't as materialistic as you were, and she tended to give present that she would like to receive, but you always adored them. Maybe both..." she muttered, dragging herself off the mattress and out of her pity party to walk over to her dresser. On top of it sat a sparkling red gift box with a satin pillow inside.

Delicately, she laid the necklace out on it, before retrieving a piece of tissue paper and wrapping the bracelet in it, setting it on top. Finally, she crumbled the remaining paper and stuffed it into the box, so as to obscure the shine of the jewels, before setting the lid on and tying a silver bow around it, relieved to have made a decision.

God Usopp:

The gift that Usopp had in mind to give you was months in the making. He'd gifted you things for many other holidays since he begun this little project, having started it all the way back in April of last year. All his hard work had paid off though- all the late nights and early mornings and trips to certain islands to make sure he had the perfect supplies. On his desk sat the most perfect Ghost Orchid in an ornate pot. He'd gotten the seed from a shop that sold rare plants several islands back.

Apart of him was nervous that the flower might die in your care, after all the work he invested in it. The orchid was also endangered, which lead him to anxiously envision it being stolen if any enemy pirates ever looted the Sunny. With a deep breath he shook those thoughts away, sighing with a smile as he sat down at his desk to admire the gift. Tying a ribbon around the pot, with a small name card attached, his mind drifted off to more pleasant things, like how you might react to the gesture. Usopp was sure you'd cry, you always did when you received unexpected gifts. He was certain you'd agree to be his Valentine, most likely giving him an over joyed hug- maybe even a kiss. Blushing and snapping out of his daydreams, he paused, a bit embarrassed of himself.

Black Leg Sanji:

Sanji stayed up all night on the thirteenth, unbeknownst to the rest of the crew. He slaved tirelessly in the kitchen, crafting you the most decadent chocolates ever made. Chocolatiering was always something that he excelled at but it was his current occupation rarely had room for such a skill, that's why he loved Valentine's Day. Each truffle took him hours to create, but simply thinking of the way your eyes would light up- the way you'd at first refuse to try them, lest you risk ruining their beauty, only to cave and melt at the taste kept him going with a smile.

Once he had finally curated a dozen pieces, each not at all similar to the last, in flavor or presentation, he arranged them carefully in a heart shaped box that he'd bought from the last island, and fed the contents of which to Luffy. He wanted you to think he'd simply purchased a cheap treat for you, only to find his hand crafted assortment instead.

Cotton Candy Lover Chopper:

Chopper held a bubble of air in his cheeks as he snuck about the ship in the dead of night, well beyond his bedtime. Quietly, he his way to the deck and ascended the stairs to the gardens of his crewmates, basket and ribbons in hand. He snicker devilishly as he went through the rows, ignoring the signs labeling 'Nami/Usopp/Robin's garden, Keep out!' assigned to each respective section.

As he passed by Nami's orchard, he plucked a few of her sacred tangerines from their branches and stowed them away in his basket, before moving on to the sniper's plot, picking the least deadly looking greens he could find. Finally he made his way to Robin's flower bed and selected the prettiest curation of blossoms he could put together, before tying them together at the stems with a pink bow.

Devil Child Robin:

Robin combed through the shelves of the lounge, many extra sets of hands sprouting around the room to pick a select few books from their places. Each limb passed it's claim to one another until they reached her view for inspection. With he approval, she collected them all in stacks of three on the table, all to be tied with ribbon. The theme she'd chosen was 'tragic romance', opting for 'Romeo and Juliet' and 'Jane Eyre', just to name a few.

She had thought it a wonderful way to spend the holiday of love snuggled up with you, reading you the saddest love stories ever written to remind both of you how deep and healthy of a relationship you shared.

Cyborg Franky:

Franky wiped the sweat of his brow with a large hand, before his dainty one returned to work, tinkering and putting the final touches on his latest and most important project. Satisfied with it's out come, he grinned before falling back against the back of his chair. He was sure you'd go feral over his.

Running one last test to make sure it functioned perfectly, he wound the tiny key on the side of the mechanical box, watching it open to reveal a beautiful porcelain dancer spinning, and occasionally stopping for a pirouette on her platform.

When the display drew to a closer, the doll folded back into her hiding place and the hatch closed again as the song ended flawlessly. He chuckled a bit at his success, and delicately cradled the device, carrying it to a decorative box before wrapping it as a gift.

Soul King Brook:

All Brook could do to calm his nerves was tune carefully tune his violin, ivory phalanges trembling, a shake which traveled up his arm with a rattle- his bones clambering together. Once he could no longer deny that the instrument was in tune as it would ever get, he forced himself to gently set it down on it's stand before adjusting his sheet music.

Without a doubt, he was terrified for the most important concert of his life, the one that might ensure your place by his side for eternity- the one that he hoped would charm you into accepting his proposal.

Knight of the Sea Jinbe:

Jinbe grinned warmly, gently pinching an old photograph of you and himself, reminiscing on the moment it was taken, many years ago. Finally after a moment of looking back on the past, he carefully encased it in a golden frame, fastening the buttons that held it in place with the utmost care. After done, he wrapped the object with love, eager to bestow it upon you the next morning.

[gemville]

Nirav Modi "Sakura" Necklace, Showcasing Over 100 Raised Emerald-Cut Floating Diamonds

Source: The Jewellery Editor

[choridajewels]

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[mrs-trophy-wife]

[digitalfashionmuseum]

Emerald and Diamond Necklace, 1806, French.

Made by Nitots & Fils.

Possibly worn by Stéphanie de Beauharnais.

Victoria and Albert Museum.

[sassyfrassboss]

So I work for a jewellery firm used by members of the British royal family and other foreign royal families, and the industry gossip or whatever you want to call it is that Meghan wanted an emerald from the Delhi Durbar necklace recut into an emerald cut stone with two emerald cut diamonds flanking it while on a rose gold band with pave diamonds… obviously she was told no but as the industry gossip goes, Meghan AND Harry were asking around different firms asking questions about stone recutting and custom made rings from owned stones. She was obsessed with having large, heavy weighing emerald as the centre stone and is for some reason obsessed with emeralds. Apparently its why she had a May wedding and had Archie in May too in order to try and get emerald jewels, and while some have firmly noted that Meghan wanted to customise the Lovers Knot tiara with the Vladimir emeralds, it is said she had also asked about Queen Victoria’s emerald tiara coronet and the tiara worn by Eugenie to various firms like the one I work within.

Well obviously Meghan has zero depth perception because the “Cambridge Emeralds” which are the emeralds used in the Vladimir tiara are way too large to ever fit in the Lover’s Knot.  

When her PR came out in August of 2017 about her getting an emerald engagement ring I knew that she was going to try and make “emerald” her signature color. Much like sapphire for the Princess of Wales. It was Meghan’s way of competing.

What I always found odd is that since then, Meghan has never worn any significant emeralds. I would have thought by now she would have a nice suite of emeralds on her own but instead she flashes her nouveau rich jewelry.

As for Queen Victoria’s emerald tiara that is now the Fife Emerald tiara. I wrote a theory about this years ago and stand by that theory. At the time the tiara was on display at KP and I think that Meghan thought she could just use it as it was there.

[little-witchys-garden]

“Your jewelry should Introduce you before you even speak “

My Nana would croon out as I watched from her bed as she draped herself in diamonds of all colors rubies, sapphires, opals and emeralds. I’d gaze at her as she slip on her thick shimmering silver bracelets. Putting on priceless rare gem earrings that were so big and heavy I thought her ears might rip off. A jeweled ring on every finger and toe.

" A con, what I'm owed. Use men or they'll use you. My jewelry speaks for me. It's why so many mem desire me but can never have me, but I'll always have them. " she’d purr out as I helped her put on her heavy gem covered necklaces. Gifts from many weak spineless men that she’d never truly love or even care about.

I remember feeling ashamed as my aunt snarled at me for my heirloom ring telling me it was whores jewelry or cutting off friendship bracelets because they were childish. How she’d growl at me for wearing anything that wasn’t pure gold and diamonds even though my parents could never afford such luxuries.

" sluts jewelry" my uncle would hiss while rubbing his chunky gaudy golden rings that put him in debt whenever I wore the simple jewelry I saved up money from mowing lawns so I could have just one piece of jewelry from Hot topic or a thrift shop because it's all I could afford.

“Your jewelry should Introduce you before you even speak “

A saying echoed my whole life.

I follow that saying now but not in the way they'd hope. I wear jewelry that brings me joy and shows the warmth that those that looked upon them never saw it them.

I wear jewelry that speaks of a gentle loving soul, jewelry that sings a song of comfort understanding may it be cheap, handmade, old, thrifted or tacky.

I dawn myself head to toe in shimmering jewelry, always wearing too much, jingling and jangling with each movement.

Jewelry brimming with witchy and magick intentions.

Jewelry gifted to me from a place of lavender love.

Oh yes my jewelry speaks for me just not the way they were hoping.

[boylerpf]

An antique diamond and emerald suite, late 19th century, comprising: a necklace of foliate design, set with step-, circular-cut and cushion-shaped emeralds, embellished with cushion-shaped, circular-cut and rose diamonds, and a pair of pendent ear pendants, mounted in gold and silver.