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gemville · 11 months
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18k Gold, Oval Rainbow Moonstone and Diamond Ring by Sophie Theakston
Photo Courtesy: Sophie Theakston
Source: forbes.com
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allaboutrings · 9 months
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Antique Edwardian Moonstone and Diamond Halo Ring
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masterscrafts · 9 months
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A Stunning Pair of Belle Époque Moonstone, Sapphire & Diamond Pendant Earrings, Circa 1915
Silver Topped 14K Gold Cabochon Cut Blue Moonstones, Calibre Cut Blue Sapphires, Old Cut Diamonds.
Estimated Total Diamond Weight 1 Carat. Length 45 mm (1 3/4 in.)
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foxytagles · 2 months
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Elegant Rose Cut Diamond Ring with Moonstone Accent
releasing a very special ring that’s pulling on all of my heart strings. my first time working with a GIA diamond, I picked the moonstone with an exceptionally deep purple flash to contrast the soft glimmer of the rose cut diamond.
Visit me on Instagram @foxytangles for more info and available items.
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binenbaumaj · 1 year
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Diamond Moonstone 18k Cluster Ring 6525-0989
This marvellous cluster ring features cabochon-cut ±1,20ct. Moonstone surrounded by a halo of Rose Cut Diamonds crafted in 18ct.
Details: ±1,20ct Moonstone, Rose-cut diamonds, 18k Ring.
Size: 17.53 NL / 55.1 FR / 7¼ US / O UK, sizeable (Within reason. Contact seller for information).
Dimensions: H 0.6 x L 1 x W 1.3 cm.
Weight in grams: 3.
Condition: Very good condition - slightly used with small signs of wear.
This marvellous piece ships from our store in the center of Amsterdam, The Netherlands.
We offer both registered shipping and local pickup at our store, with any applicable shipping costs refunded in the case of local pickup.
Add some sparkle to your style with Binenbaum.com. We offer a stunning selection of antique and vintage jewelry that you won't find anywhere else. Whether you're looking for a timeless ring, a dazzling necklace, or a unique brooch, we have something for every taste and occasion. Visit our website today and treat yourself to a piece of history.
https://www.binenbaum.com/product/diamond-moonstone-18k-cluster-ring-6525-0989/
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The best prices for wholesale Sterling Silver Gemstone Jewellery at JEWELPIN. Jewellery made of gemstones has long been purchased and sold. There are a few considerations to make while buying genuine 925 sterling silver gemstone jewellery exporter that is set with gemstones. The majority of purchases are performed offline, and consumers investigate things thoroughly before making a decision. Customers can obtain all the information they require from the JewelPin brand for buying gemstone and silver jewellery. Even though online shopping is very common, most customers have no understanding of how to select real gemstone jewellery. There are several examples that demonstrate how making poor decisions or failing to read the fine print before making a purchase can result in problems down the road. In any event, JewelPin provides more assurance and transparency. All guarantees include layout, slicing, clarity, and correctness.
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tisthedamngoldrush · 2 years
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Bejeweled and High Infidelity are about the same night.
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classytreasures · 2 years
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ormacheajewelry · 2 years
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gemville · 2 years
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Carved Man In The Moon Moonstone and Diamond Ring
Secrete Fine Jewelry's DuPont Circle Collection
Source: secrete.com
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allaboutrings · 5 months
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Art Deco Platinum Moonstone and Diamond Ring
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lua-magic · 6 months
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Improve your planets.
I know planets in our birth chart is fixed but we can fix the energies of planets externally as well.
Venus.
If you want to improve your Venus then wear white colour, include number six and wear either diamond or white sapphire in your middle finger
Mercury.
If you want to improve your Mercury then wear green colour, include number five and wear emerald on the little finger .
Mars.
If you want to improve your Mars, then wear red colour, include number nine and wear red coral on the ring finger.
Jupiter.
If you want to improve your Jupiter then wear yellow clothes mores, include number three and wear yellow sapphire on index finger.
Saturn
If you want to improve your Saturn then include number eight, wear black colour and wear amythest bracelet or blue sapphire on ring finger.
Sun.
If you want to improve your sun, then wear
orange, saffron, golden and red, include number one and wear Ruby in ring finger or wear copper bracelet.
You eat and drink water in copper vessels and practice sun gazing.
Moon.
To improve your moon in your chart then wear pale white, cream or silver colour, wear pearl ornaments or moonstone bracelet and include number two.
You should eat food and drink water in silver vessel and do moon meditation.
Rahu or north node.
If you want to improve north node then wear dark blue colour, include number four and wear hessonite bracelet.
Ketu or south node
If you want to improve your ketu then wear cats eye, include number seven and wear brown colour clothes.
Don't wear the stones of enemy planets together.
Sun is enemy planet of Saturn, Rahu and Ketu.
Moon is enemy planet of Saturn, rahu, ketu and Mercury and sun.
Mars and Mercury are enemy planets.
Venus is enemy planet of ketu and sun.
Jupiter is enemy of Rahu and Moon, Mercury and Venus
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Saturn is enemy of Sun, Rahu.
Wear either the stone of Moon or Mars but don't wear them together.
Don't wear black or stone of Saturn if Saturn is in six, eighth and twelfth or even retro in your chart.
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arthistoryanimalia · 1 year
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René Lalique was born #OTD (6 April 1860 - 1 May 1945). Since it's also still #BatAppreciationWeek, here are a few of Lalique's many bats!
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1. bat anklet c.1898-9; gold, enamel, antique & rose diamond, opal 2. bat ring c.1899; silver, enamel, moonstone, gold both Musée des Arts décoratifs
Both these pieces were commissioned as gifts for American writer Natalie Clifford Barney (1876-1972), who was openly lesbian; bats were a Fin de siècle symbol of homosexuality. But they were also popular Art Nouveau motifs thanks to Japonisme. Here is another example:
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3. Ring c.1901, gold, blue enamel, sapphire
And another, this one paired with another popular Art Nouveau animal:
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4. "Butterflies and Bats" pocketwatch, c. 1899-1900; gold, enamel, moonstone.Via Christie's (sold in 2002 for US$207,500)
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lunerenzo · 3 months
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Sweet Surprises
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☆ Content. Mentions of pregnancy, reader being proposed too, fluff, reader is intended to be black, female reader, idk 🤷🏾‍♀️
☆ Note(s). I FINALLY FINISHED WRITING YAAAY! I got kinda lazy towards the end (a clear pattern at this point). I'm sorry this took so long life has been kicking me in the ass. Thank you guys for being so patient ♡.
☆ Word count. 682
REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED, Enjoy!
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The recording starts off with a black screen and shuffiling noises, after about a couple a seconds the video clears up to show a you. Sitting across from the camera in a dimly lit restaurant booth. "Jean, what are you doing?" "Shh, it's a surprise. Okay, what's your name?"
You look at him dumbfounded. "You're fuckin' with me, right?" He smacks you hand that lays on the table lightly. "Language, now answer the question. And look at the camera too." You scoff, rolling your eye's with a smile before doing as told, "My name is [first & last name], soon to be [name] kirstein...hopefully." "Alright." Jean says from behind the camera in a warning tone, you giggle. "Okay, next question, where are we right now?" The camera shifts upward a little to get a better view of you. "We are at [favorite restaurant]." "Why is it special to you?"
You smile fondly, the restaurant that you were sitting in currently is where Jean took you for you're first date and where he asked you, officialy, to be his girlfriend. "It's special to me because this is where i first fell in love with you." He smiles with warm eyes. "I love you too. Now how far along are you in you're pregnancy?" "About 5 months." "How old are you?" "Okay, why are you interro-" Before you could finish your sentence you hear someone, probably a restaurant employee, singing happy birthday off camera. Soon a plate with you favorite dessert was sat in front of you, Jean joins the server in singing happy birthday.
Let's just say it wasn't the greatest, but it was a sweet gesture. They clap as you blow out the candle. Your sever goes back to the kitchen as you inspect the plate. "Did you call in before hand? Cause there is no way they just decided to make this for me." you say lowly, looking at him suspiciously. "Don't worry about it." He takes one of your hands and kisses your knuckles softly. There was a slight tremble to his hold but you decided to pay no mind to it.
Looking back down at your plate you notice something written on it in chocolate and in cursive. Turning the plate slightly you see the words clear as day, 'will you marry me?', your eyes widen in shock. You stay like that for a minute or two before joyful tears well up in your eyes, hand slowly creeping up to cover wobbling lips.
You look up to find Jean holding open a black velvet box, a beautiful silver ring with a oval shaped moonstone in the middle, diamonds resting around it, sits in the middle. He smiles nervously as you take it all in. Tears stream down your cheeks once you've finally processed it. You shake your head before letting out a tear-choked "Yes." His eyes light up as he smiles harder, "Really?!" "Yes!" He practically jumps across the table as he kisses you, softly and affectionately. Putting the ring on your finger gently.
The 'play' button pops up as the recording ended. "Mommy pretty" your daughter, Nova, spoke with her mouth full, turning herself around in her chair. Golden eyes staring back at him, seeming brighter due to the early morning sunlight. He smiles softly, "I agree." "You made breakfast?" Jean whipped his head around to you.
Rubbing the sleep from your eye. A blanket wrapped around your shoulders, shielding you from the chill of the apartment. "Mommy!" Nova hopped down, giddly racing to you and hugging you. "G'morning.", you mumble. Jean stood up from his seat, walking over and kissing your cheek. "I already made your plate. Just go sit at the table." His hand on your lower back as he lead you to the table. As you shuffle to the table Nova follows you, telling you all about the video.
"I didn't know you recorded that." you said lowly as he places the plate in front of you. "I wanted to keep so i could remeber it perfectly." He kissed you cheek before sitting back down.
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☆ Tags. @skepticxlvxeh @hobisims @magalimachete @conniesrockstargf @broken-tit4n @bleach-your-panties
☆ A/N. I kinda like this one actually. Jean is my baby daddy, like actually.
© 2023 lunerenzo, please don’t plagiarize or translate work.
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vestaignis · 5 months
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Российский ювелир Ильгиз Фазулзянов из украшений создает предметы искусства. Russian jeweler Ilgiz Fazulzyanov creates art objects from jewelry.
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Ильгиз Фазулзянов — единственный российский ювелир и эмальер, получивший громкое международное признание. Он дважды обладатель ювелирного «Оскара», гран-при конкурса International Jewellery Design Excellence Award в Гонконге, сотрудничал с легендарным часовым домом Bovet и Van Cleef&Arpels, его галереи открыты в Москве и Париже.
Его коллекция «Великие вершины мира» — это пять колец, посвященных пяти известным всем с детства горам- это драгоценно-эмалевые миниатюры Фудзиямы, Килиманджаро, Арарата,Гималаи и Везувия.
Ilgiz Fazulzyanov is the only Russian jeweler and enameller who has received great international recognition. He is a two-time winner of the jewelry Oscar, the Grand Prix of the International Jewelery Design Excellence Award in Hong Kong, has collaborated with the legendary watch house Bovet and Van Cleef&Arpels, his galleries are open in Moscow and Paris.
His collection “Great Peaks of the World” consists of five rings dedicated to five mountains known to everyone since childhood - these are precious enamel miniatures of Fuji, Kilimanjaro, Ararat, the Himalayas and Vesuvius.
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Кольцо Килиманджаро-золото, эмаль, бриллианты, сапфиры, танзаниты. Ring of Kilimanjaro-gold, enamel, diamonds, sapphires, tanzanites.
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Кольцо Фудзияма -золото, эмаль, бриллианты, лунный камень. Ring of Fuji - gold, enamel, diamonds, moonstone.
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Кольцо "Гималаи"-золото, эмаль, бриллианты. Ring "Himalayas"-gold, enamel, diamonds.
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Кольцо "Везувий"-золото, эмаль, опал. Ring "Vesuvius"-gold, enamel, opal.
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Кольцо "Арарат"золото, эмаль, бриллианты, сапфиры, танзаниты. Ring "Ararat" gold, enamel, diamonds, sapphires, tanzanites.
Сегодня Ильгиз Фазулзянов - один из немногих мастеров в мире, в совершенстве владеющий всеми известными ювелирными техниками: филиграни, гравировки, чеканки и эмали и сочетающий их самым неожиданным и оригинальным образом. Мастер использует яркие эмали для создания цветовых эффектов и реалистичного изображения природы в стилистике ар деко и ар нуво.
Today Ilgiz Fazulzyanov is one of the few craftsmen in the world who is fluent in all known jewelry techniques: filigree, engraving, embossing and enamels and combines them in the most unexpected and original way. The master uses bright enamels to create color effects and realistic images of nature in the Art Deco and Art Nouveau style.
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Брошь-подвеска «Маки». Brooch pendant “Poppies”.
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Браслет “Ласточки”, золото, эмаль, горный хрусталь, бриллианты. Bracelet “Swallows”, gold, enamel, rock crystal, diamonds.
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Коллекции драгоценных колец вдохновленные природой. Collections of precious rings inspired by nature.
А также чудесные серьги, колье, броши и подвески в которых нашли свое отражение птицы, рыбы, бабочки. And also wonderful earrings, necklaces, brooches and pendants in which birds, fish, and butterflies are reflected.
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Источник:/www.livemaster.ru/topic/1786805-sovremennyj-modern-ilgiza-fazulzyanova, /antiquesalon.ru/news/476-yuvelirnyie-ukrasheniya-ilgiza-fazulzyanova.html, /lomovskaya.livejournal.com/1850827.html, /pikabu.ru/story/yemotsionalnyie_ukrasheniya_ilgiz_fazulzyanov_7680435, /dzen.ru/a/Y429SAZm_QjwrixG, //www.kommersant.ru/doc/3587235, /moskvichmag.ru/lyudi/yuvelir-ilgiz-fazulzyanov-lyubovatsya-hotyat-bolshe-chem-pokupat/.
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thenightcallsme · 9 months
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Dove | Simon "Ghost" Riley
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A/N: Hello lovely people, I have a backlog of short stories written for things like Avatar: The Way of Water, MWII, Stranger Things, The Arcana, Outer Banks, and many more that I have never posted and keep to myself. I'm talking hundreds of pages worth of fluff, angst and eventual smut - you've got to get through some plot first, though. HOWEVER, if anyone likes my writing and wants to task me with stuff to write, like straight smut, I'm all ears. Anyway, if anyone is interested in reading stuff I could potentially post, here is a snippet for a little Call of Duty fic.
Synopsis: You're to play the materialistic wife of a rich, well-connected husband during an undercover mission. You're to-be husband is a temporary recruit of the 141, who is to supervise your every move. While getting ready, you have a surprising interaction with your Lieutenant, Ghost, who you swear has made it his mission to treat you like a stranger day after day. Until now.
Pairing: Simon "Ghost" Riley x f!reader
Contains: pretty much nothing of importance, just Ghost being as unreadable as ever, causing reader to have their mind blown by the smallest of crumbs
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I look in the mirror at the woman who is supposed to be Lyanna Winstead. She’s the partner of Dario Winstead, son of a wealthy businessman. Everything about Lyanna is a carbon copy of myself. Her smile, her hair, her figure, her voice. Only, she presents herself in a way I haven’t in a long time.
Gone is the tactical gear and camouflage colours. Instead, she wears the most beautiful dress I’ve ever seen. The outline of the dress is simple yet captivating to suits the old Hollywood theme. Silver cascades down her body, creating the illusion of a mercury waterfall. The sweetheart neckline and thin straps compliment her full breasts and soft arms. Adorning the bodice are glistening silver designs that remind me of old, swirling boarders on French mirrors. The designs fall away, melting into plain silver threads that fall to the floor and pool at her feet. The dress hugs her body like a second skin, only melting away at her knees. The silhouette fit her hourglass figure well.
The silver jewellery she wears is modest so as not to take away from the dress’s magnificence. On her neck is a dainty Vivienne Westwood necklace, the inner planet of the pendant a pearl. Matching dangling earrings hang from her lower lobe piercing. The rest of her ear piercings are small diamond studs and silver hoops. One wrist displays a thin diamond tennis bracelet and a Van Cleef one with emerald clovers. On the other is the only ode to myself: the evil eye bracelet I never take off. The thin silver chain and bejewelled eye thankfully blend into the rest of the accessories. Small rings cover her fingers, few in number and easily ignorable. The bands are thin and any jewels are small and clear. However, one stands out; a breathtaking sight on her left index finger.
Glittery diamonds cover the band, giving way to a large, circular moonstone. Rainbow shimmer comes to life in the milky stone when the light hits it just right. Separating the band and the centrepiece are two small flowers with diamond centres. Two separate rings sit beneath and below the main one, shaped in V’s to follow the curve. At each point are flowers similar the the others, with curved leaves flowing from the petals. All three are gold, contrasting against the silver to make a statement.
I’m not just looking back at Dario’s partner. I’m looking at his wife.
I���m Will’s wife. 
Fake wife, really. I nearly shake my head in wonder. I still look like myself, but everything about this makes me feel like I’m wearing a second skin. Lyanna’s skin. Every so often I stare at the ring in amazement. If anyone ever proposes to me, I would hope for nothing less than the magnificent that is this ring. All that adorns my body is courtesy of Will. Unbeknownst to me before this mission, he’s filthy rich, and a filthy rich man needs a filthy rich wife. All the designer jewellery, the dress, the shoes, and the engagement ring are authentic and top dollar.
After the last touch-ups of make-up, fragrances, and hair, I’m making my way to the courtyard. I’m to have one last briefing and run over of the plan before getting in Will’s blacked-out Corvette. I have to give it to him: he really knows how to pull off a lavish life with style.
Already am I wishing to rip off the damn stilettos on my feet. While I could live in the dress and jewellery, this is the one day a year I’m willing to wear heels.
The air is cool, the last golden light of day painting the courtyard and walls of Alejandro’s HQ in a luminescent glow. A low rumble fills the air from my 'husband’s car. Will leans against it, speaking with the 141. Ghost lingers back by the front door, arms folded and back leaning against a pillar. Weaving between his fingers with precision is a small dagger. His head turns at the sound of approaching heels.
“Was starting to think you were a no show,” he says gruffly.
I stop beside him to adjust my dress. It doesn’t really need adjust, but suddenly being subjected to his gaze makes me anxious. “Told you it would take a while. Gotta look the part.”
The way his eyes travel over my body almost makes me shrink away. Every curve is on full display. The tight bodice holds up my already full breasts, and somehow my waist-to-hip ratio is even more accentuated. Wearing my uniform doesn’t exactly hide my figure thanks to the tight shirts and cargo pants that aren’t exactly loose from my mid-thigh up. However, a lot of me is lost beneath the vests and belts.
“Stop...inspecting me, or whatever you're doing,” I mumble. “Makes me think I need to fix something.”
I begin taking the skirts in my hand as I survey my descent. It’s not too much, but the steps are steep enough to be an issue. The heels on my feet are no help.
Ghost shakes his head. “Don’t. You look…”
“Important?”
“Pretty.”
I stop in my tracks to look back at him, unsure if I heard him correctly. He doesn’t look away or seem embarrassed to have said so. Then again, when does he ever. No-nonsense and prideful in his emotionless character, Ghost is not one to regret his words. Everything he says is a calculated move. Compliments are certainly something to be calculated in a sense, but I don't think of it to be a compliment, even when a small part of me screams for more. I'm playing my part well; there'd be a problem if I wasn't looking pretty. A slow smile quirks at my lips, teasing in nature as I raise my brows. The teasing turns to surprise, however, when he offers me his arm.
“How chivalrous,” I quip as I lightly take his offered arm. Even the slightest contact sends thrills beneath my skin. “Careful, Lieutenant. I might start to think you actually like me.”
Ghost’s eyes train on the ground. At first, I wonder if he doesn’t want to meet my eyes, only then to realise he’s watching my footing. I barely catch a glimpse of his squint.
“I like you in one piece,” he corrects. “This job will be over the second you sprain your ankle on a flight of stairs.”
I hum. “Ahh, there it is.”
He looks up at me then. “There’s what?”
“Thinking about the job, as always.”
As always, I keep my tone light and teasing, but there's an accusing hint. A subtle jab I let slip that I pray goes unnoticed.
There's no room for emotions in this job, and though I've compromised that with the rest of the 141, Ghost is a difficult case. An impossible riddle, a mind-numbing equation with no real answer. Nothing about him should be likeable. He's painfully honest and dismissive when he bothers to speak, he's angry half the time, his attention is never lingering and his mind is an impenetrable fortress. It would make more sense to give in to Alejandro's shameless flirting or Gaz's sleazy grins. Only, it's Ghost that keeps me up at night. It's Ghost, who sends a pang through my chest when he reminds me any care is from pure investment in performance. I'm useful, nothing more.
I can count on one hand the number of times he's thrown me small morsels of care as if I were a stray dog whining and begging for food. Even then, I wouldn't have made it past three fingers. A greedy piece of me spins those memories into something that serves my desire. See, he's returning your interest, that hopeful voice purrs in my ear while feeding me botched versions of what really happened. I know better than to give in to the delusions. The ending of those memories is what sobers me, and it's no different now. I need you in shape for tomorrow. Keep your head in the game. I'm just making sure this isn't interrupting the job. He's always quick to redirect any concern from me to the job.
Maybe, just maybe...what if he was trying to save face? Does he not want to care?
Ghost remains silent for a moment. In consideration or because he doesn’t care to answer, I can’t tell. But when he does answer, his voice has my full attention. It’s low and rough, each syllable laced with something intoxicating. Something I've never heard before and never thought I would hear. Something I want to hear again and again.
“You have no idea what I think about, dove.”
Dove.
The response catches me so off guard I almost forget to take another step. We’ve reached the bottom of the steps, now. The second both my feet are on the flat expanse of the concrete driveway, he breaks away from our linked arms. There is no follow-up, no hint of a miscommunication, not even a look in my direction before he's gone from my side. All I can do is hesitantly trail behind him, lost in my thoughts.
Ghost has never given me a nickname before. Hell, he barely refers to me as anything other than my callsign. When I do hear my real name, it's never for good reasons.
The nickname that pours from his lips comes in a deep voice curled into a sensual tone, sounding like silk-covered marble, low and intended for my ears only. It's strangely intimate—something a lover would purr with lustful eyes and a seeking touch. Somehow it seems to invoke a phantom touch that glides across my skin. Gooseflesh puckers in its chilling wake. In the span of only a few seconds, I seem to experience every emotion humanly possible. Shock, surprise, a sickening, perverse enjoyment...and irritation that I must now join the rest of the team as if a mind-numbing heat was not boiling in the pits of my stomach
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I'll get the formatting of posting these to be prettier btw I promise 🙏🙏 But anyway just interact with this or tell me directly if you want more.
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