#garnets v rubies!

[tojicide]

⠀⠀ BOO! ☆ SYLUS QIN.

summary. the ruby wedding ring your ex-husband gave you should hold no meaning by now, so that was why you wore it on halloween night as an accessory to your costume. it shouldn’t be a big deal… right?

warnings. fem! reader. established history, pet names, jealousy, mutual degradation, spitting, fingering, oral ( fem. receiving ), unprotected p in v. wc. 3.2k.

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Dressing up as a vampire was a stroke of genius if you do say so yourself.

A black floor length dress with a mighty high leg slit with your makeup done to the nines…

After being showered with compliments and approached by men who fawned over you like their lives depended on it, you were almost inclined to believe that being this sexy should be punishable by law.

Luckily for you, it isn’t, and that’s exactly why you’re a free woman who is able to enjoy this wonderful Halloween night.

Strobe lights fan over the sea of people you’re currently floating in, the smell of alcohol and the musk of sweat and cologne swarming you entirely. Music blared over loud speakers, rendering you practically deaf to your surroundings, and perhaps that was why you hadn’t noticed your ex-husband approach you from behind.

“Boo,” he purrs into your ear as he dips his head just enough for his deep voice to be heard, his large hand snaking around your waist to spin you around.

Your smile immediately falters upon seeing the white-haired man who seems to make it his life goal to ruin any ounce of fun that you have without him. “Sylus,” you deadpan.

“Why, excuse me,” he replies through a dark chuckle. “I had no idea we were going to be so brash. Had I known,” he raises his hand to twirl a strand of your hair around his finger, “I would have tugged on these pretty locks of yours to get your attention instead.”

You raise your hand to pull his hand away from your hair, and that’s the moment when he sees it.

(Your ring. He’d recognize it anywhere, of course, he had it designed just for you.)

Sylus takes your hand in his, brushing his thumb over the garnet jewel that you loved so much. “Hm. What’s this?”

You hate how easy it is for him to pick up on such minuscule details about you. It makes you feel flattered, which is absolutely disgusting. You don’t want to feel flattered, not by your ex-husband of all people.

“A ring,” you reply, sliding your hand from his grasp. “An accessory to my costume.”

Sylus shortly hums, his red eyes giving you a once over as he pokes his tongue into his cheek. “Is it necessary to wear it on that finger in particular? You know the implications of such a thing.”

You scoff, crossing your arms over your chest. “It’s just a ring. It hardly means anything anymore.”

He bristles at that, raising a brow at you. It stung to hear, but he knew that you didn’t mean it. You knew how he was when it came to things of sentimental value—nothing ever lost its touch with him, especially when it came to you.

“Oh, how quickly you dismiss our love. Such a cruel woman you are,” he says, his voice dropping in octave as a smirk tugs on the corner of his lips.

“Cruel?” you repeat with a scoff. “Please.”

“Cruel indeed,” he insists, his hand coming to rest on the small of your back as he lures you closer to him. Perhaps he should have dressed as the vampire with his red, hypnotic eyes and all, but instead, he dressed as a boxer. “Although, I can’t say I dislike the idea of you parading around in my ring. Wards off the men.”

You can’t help snort at that. “Oh, right, because something as trivial as a ring would deter a man from a face as beautiful as this,” you muse, raising your hand to place a few smacks on his cheek. “In your dreams.”

Sylus chuckles at that. He truly should’ve known you and your sharp tongue wouldn’t be able to resist chuckling a few jabs his way. “I see you in my dreams as is, sweetie. I don’t need the sentiment.”

You scoff. “What you need to do is get a grip. I don’t know if you’ve lost your mind, but we are divorced. D-i-v-o-r-c-e-d. Divorced. Do you know what that means?”

That word hardly meant anything to him. He still wore his wedding ring and addressed you as his wife. He did it shamelessly.

“Such nasty words from such a pretty mouth,” he says through a sigh. “And no, I don’t know what that means. Pray tell.”

“It means that we leave each other alone,” you’re quick to reply. “I don’t want you anymore, Sylus.”

Sylus doesn’t like that idea, not one bit. He doesn’t care if he sounds like a broken record, but he couldn’t bear the thought of leaving you alone. Perhaps he enjoyed pestering you, watching as that cute expression of annoyance etched across your face every time you ran into one another.

“You’re so pretty when you lie,” he murmurs.

You shortly huff. “You’d be prettier if you knew how to shut up.”

Sylus feigns offense, placing his hand over his chest. “You wound me.”

But he does take notice of the fact that you hadn’t denied his words. If anything, it stirs something within him. He isn’t sure what it is exactly, and before he can figure it out, you’re already walking away.

“Sweetie—”

“Don’t call me that,” you reply. His call out to you doesn’t deter you from your path, and before long, you’re already swimming in a sea of men who look like they want to devour you.

Sylus can’t blame them for their incredibly good taste in women, but what he can blame them for is their attraction to his wife.

He tries to obey your wishes, and he leaves you alone for a good… seven and a half minutes. And yes, he’s been counting, because each second that passes where you give another man your undivided attention is a second that he wants cut off from his lifespan.

He does his best, truly, he does. He even sent Luke and Kieran to fetch him a drink. He’s… partying. Yay.

It’s no use, though. Nothing could ever distract him from your presence. Hearing your laugh from across the room is like music to his ears, his favorite song that he cannot bear to part with.

But suddenly, everything shifts.

You’re… holding hands with another man. Not just any hand either.

And when you turn to make eye contact with Sylus, he’s already well on his way to you by the time that bastard’s lips lean in to press a kiss on your left hand, just below his ring.

You’re thrown over his shoulder before you have a say in the matter, and his stiffened arm gets sent into the strange man’s chest. He hadn’t meant to push him very hard, but evidently, his jealousy piqued the moment his hand made contact with him.

“There you are, my gorgeous wife,” he quips, laying a playful smack on your ass.

“Jesus, Sylus! What the—” you exclaim, watching as the man you were talking to falls to the ground.

Before you know it, you’re being carried into the bathroom and spun around, your front facing the mirror while he presses against you from behind.

You really shouldn’t be turned on by this, but you honestly can’t help yourself.

“My, my, sweetie, I knew you were a liar, but I didn’t take you for a whore too,” he says, his voice low and almost rasped. “Nearly allowing another man to kiss the hand I’ve claimed? Tsk tsk.”

You roll your eyes at him, but that only earns you another smack on your ass. It was firmer that time, too.

“You know, you don’t have to have a dick measuring competition with every man I talk to all because of a ring,” you huff, planting your palms on the bathroom counter.

Sylus chuckles at that, his hands sliding over your hips before he splays his palm on the curve of your back, forcefully pushing you over the counter. “Please, you know there isn’t any competition there.”

You hate it when he’s right, and right now, he was definitely correct. You can feel the truth in all of his glory, the outline of his cock pressing against your backside through the fabric of his shorts as he keeps you bent over for him.

You grumble a low, “oh, fuck me,” that you thought went unheard, but you couldn’t have been more wrong.

“I never thought you’d ask,” he says, laying another smack on your reddening ass.

You narrow your eyes at him through the mirror. “You’re an asshole, Sylus.”

He hums, working to bunch your dress up around your hips to give him a nice view of your cherry red asscheek, and God, is it beautiful.

“I’m aware,” he says as if it were the most casual thing in the world. “Such pretty panties. You know these are my favorite, you dirty woman.”

Your eyebrows furrow as he disappears from the mirror’s reflection, and before you can think it over, you feel your lace panties be pulled to the side.

Great. Now he knows you’re a wet mess. Just fucking great.

“You really have some nerve,” you scoff, though there’s hardly any bite to your words.

You feel his large hands spread your cheeks apart, and a gasp leaves you when you feel his tongue dart out to swipe along the crack of your ass.

“Oh, absolutely, know I do,” he murmurs, planting a kiss on your ass cheek. “The nerve I have.”

He dips his head a bit lower, and you’re honestly left stunned as he licks your pussy from behind. He moans into your cunt, bringing his fingers up to swipe along your sopping slit.

And when you glance over your shoulder, you see him suck his two fingers into his mouth. Your eyes widen in genuine surprise, and a huff of laughter leaves your lips.

“Don’t give me that look, baby,” he preens, giving your ass cheek another open-mouthed kiss before he spins you around. He then taps your thigh. “Lift.”

And you do just that, raising your thigh as he lifts you up onto the bathroom counter from his kneeling position on the floor. He drapes your thighs over his shoulders, pressing a kiss to your sensitive skin as he does so.

“You know, your mouth says the most horrible things to me, but your pussy seems to say the exact opposite,” he muses, licking his lips as he gazes up at you. “Always so pretty and wet for me. You sure you don’t want to apologi—”

“Nope,” you’re quick to say, sliding your fingers through his white hair as you push his face into your pussy. “Yeah, just shut up. Perfect.”

His words are swallowed up by your heat, but he doesn’t mind it, not one bit. He closes his eyes as he greedily laps at your cunt, tasting the sweetness that he’s missed far too much. It was so sweet, just like you usually were towards him, but it seems like he’ll have to fuck this attitude out of you before he can see that side of you again.

He doesn’t mind that. More of your smart mouth, more of your pussy… win-win.

By the time he opens his eyes to look up at you again, you can already tell that he’s drunk on you.

“God, you’re so easy, it’s disgusting,” you say through a whine as his tongue curls up and down, stimulating that beautiful pearl between your legs.

Sylus chuckles at that, but he doesn’t let up. His tongue begins to fuck into you now, a groan leaving his mouth as he watches you writhe above him. He’s never seen you look any more beautiful.

(The only exception to that was your wedding day, of course. He wept like a baby at the sight of you.)

He sucks harshly into your clit before he releases it with a pop. “I love it when you’re mean to me, baby. Makes me want to fuck you so nice, wipe that smug smile right off your face.”

It was true. His cock was rock solid in the confines of his shorts, and even if he wasn’t eating you out like a madman, he’s sure your words would have led to the same fate. He loved it when you dished it back to him because you were just so sexy when you were angry.

You’re quick to shut him up, pushing his face back into your heat, but this time, you’re fucking yourself on his tongue. He doesn’t mind it at all. If anything, he prefers it, because whatever his wife needs, she gets.

“Yeah,” you pant, your head leaning back against the mirror. “Yeah, stop fucking talking.”

Sylus grins against your heat as you make a mess of him—his nose, his mouth, his chin—everything. But he doesn’t give a damn.

He slurps up your slick, drinking it as if he were stranded in the middle of a blazing desert and your pussy was his only means of survival. Though if he were to be honest, he’d just ask you to sit on his face and suffocate him with this sweet cunt of yours if he ever found himself in that dire of a position.

(He’s already made up his mind—that’s how he wants to go out.)

Soon enough, he grasps firmly onto your hips, preventing you from grinding against his tongue.

“Now you’re just being greedy,” he says through a breathless smile, licking his lips. “Wearing your wedding ring, parading around in this beautifully slutty costume of yours, giving your attention to other men. What has gotten into you?”

You whine as he pulls his mouth away from your cunt, but his words give you a much better idea. Your hand is quick to replace his tongue, stimulating your clit while he watches with starry eyes. “Dunno. You can get inside of me right now, though.”

He huffs. “Playing with this pretty pussy right in front of my face? Have some class.”

You can’t help but chuckle out loud, and he smiles at the sound of your laughter but also at the view of your fingers circling that swollen clit of yours.

“You can talk to me about class when you aren’t kneeling in front of your ex-wife’s pussy like a puppy begging for a treat,” you joke.

Sylus hums at that, spitting onto your cunt to give you a bit more lubricant as you play with yourself. Slowly, he rises to his feet.

“I don’t have to beg for this pussy, baby,” he tells you, “It’s mine, after all.”

“Mm, whatever. Me next.”

And when his eyes meet yours, a wicked grin stretches across his face. You stare at him with your mouth open, you tongue lolled out between your lips, begging for him to spit in your mouth.

“You’re filthy,” he rasps, grasping onto your jaw to tilt your head at the perfect angle before he spits into your mouth, watching with hazy eyes as you swallow it. “Absolutely nasty. You’re so beautiful, sweetie.”

His degrading and his praise are a dangerous mixture for you, but you’re loving every second of it. This reminds you of the good times you two shared, and you feel a surge of nostalgia wash over you.

Sylus taps the sides of your thighs, and you wrap them around his waist without question. He lifts you up from the bathroom counter, pressing you against the wall to allow himself better access to you.

His lips find your neck, and a string of mewls and sighs leave your lips as he works to free himself from the confines of his shorts. And when you feel the tip of his cock smear pre-cum along your slit, you honestly feel like you’re really in for it now.

Your smart tongue has gotten you here, and you aren’t sure if you should thank it or curse it. But when you feel the tip of his thick cock begin to prod your entrance, your answer is made clear.

You claw at his back through his shirt, a sharp gasp leaving your lips. “Sylus, wait— I… go slow please,” you stammer out.

It has been awhile, and you weren’t exactly used to his size anymore. He gives you a nod of understanding, his eyes softening as he looks at you.

“Of course, baby, I hear you,” he whispers, his voice suddenly much gentler. He hooks an arm beneath you as a means of holding you up while his other hand tucks your hair behind your ear. “We don’t have to do this, honey. I don’t want to see you in pain.”

You shake your head, leaning in to press a kiss on his lips. “No, no… I want to. Just… slowly please.”

Sylus nods his head, pressing a sweet peck on your cheek as he slowly begins to push his cock deeper inside of you, keeping his eyes on your face to read your expression.

“I’m okay,” you say, answering the question that you know is swirling in his head right now.

He was a stretch, but it wasn’t too bad. And now as he slowly begins to build up a pace of thrusting inside of you, you’re feeling pleasure above anything.

He leans in to press another sweet kiss on your lips before he quickly returns to being the same asshole he was before, his smirk returning as he fucks you against the wall.

“You’re awfully bratty for someone who can hardly take my cock,” he purrs, trailing his lips along your jawline as he thrusts himself even harder inside of you.

The sound of slapping skin and your shared breathy moans engulf the room, and it’s the most lewd and beautiful thing you’ve ever heard.

“I can take it, you asshole,” you grumble, tugging on his hair as his length reaches a particular sensitive point of your walls.

He chuckles against your neck, drawing his tongue out to taste your skin. “Mm, I know, baby. You take it so nicely. Just giving you a hard time.”

You sigh, leaning your head back against the wall, only for one of his large hands to cup the back of your head. You thought it was sweet how he was bracing you from the impact of how hard he was slamming your body against the wall with each thrust.

You mewl as you feel the heat in your belly pooling, your glassy eyes staring at the reflection of you two in the mirror, watching with blown eyes as he fucks you into oblivion.

He buries his length into you, keeping you pressed against the wall that way while your leg lock around his hips keeps you stable. He grasps onto your left hand, pressing a kiss on your ring.

“Do me a favor, baby,” he whispers, brushing his thumb over the jewelry. “Never take this off again.”

And within seconds, you’re nodding. “I won’t.”

Sylus chuckles, leaning in to press a kiss on your cheek as he begins to thrust inside of you again. “Who’s the easy one now, sweetie?”

This wasn’t how you expected your Halloween night to go, being fucked by your ex-husband in the bathroom of a party.

Well… this is what you get for being so sexy, you figure.

note. i was too lazy to think of some more banter between sylus and reader so i decided to give y’all the traditional ‘fade to black’… in the most untraditional sense. anyway!!! i tried something new with this and i’m not sure if it’s working for not so pls interact if you enjoyed! ik it was kinda nasty at some parts but hey… i had to do it to em. :3 TY FOR READING!!!

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What your favorite SU character says about you but it's just mean as fuck

Steven — How is being a mentally ill, people-pleasing queer going for you? Did your mommy issues and anxiety resolve themselves yet or are you still avoiding therapy?

You either disliked or were neutral about him until he got a neck. You think Future is peak cinema (correct) and can't understand why everyone else hates it. You have a better grasp on this show's characters and themes than most of the people who watched it.

Connie — You were likely the gifted kid in school but a total burn-out now. You either see a lot of yourself in this character (How are those helicopter parents of yours doing? Have you gone no-contact yet?) or you're a normie and boring to sandbox with. Probably both.

You've got a lot of Feelings™️about her and if people don't agree it causes Problems™️. In case no one has told you yet, stop caring what other people think. Your constant virtue signaling to appeal to other normies is a crutch that's just holding you back. It's okay to have fun!!

Stevonnie — You want to fuck this character, though you'd never say that out loud. You like Steven and Connie; maybe you like one more than the other, but you like both at least a little. If you're using them for shipping you're the only person in the entire fandom doing whatever hyper-specific ship you've latched onto.

Rose and or Pink — You really suck as a person! Or you used to suck but you've gotten a lot better and we stan! If you're the former you almost certainly have terrible takes on this show (but not in the way people might think), sorry, I don’t make the rules. Either way, you gotta stop finding ways to bring her back, dawg. She's gone.

Greg — You're a man (positive) and gay as hell. Gentleman on the streets and a fucking freak in the sheets. We stan. Pop off king <3

Garnet — If you headcanon her as acespec she is not actually your favorite, Ruby and Sapphire are your favorite, but you like them both equally so you just say you like Garnet. If you headcanon her as anything else you're definitely shipping her with one of the other gems, probably Pearl or Jasper.

Amethyst — Super chill person. Would be in most people's dream blunt rotation. You're a live and let live kinda guy and I respect that, but you also have no hills you'd die on so you're not the first person anyone goes to if they need serious support. You can get away with misinterpreting this character (on purpose or accidentally) because it's hard to say things about her that most people won't just shrug at and go "yeah that sounds right I guess"

Pearl — You're annoying as hell. You see yourself in this character and that's not a good thing. Your social media presence gives off the same energy as every white woman's Instagram profile. If being a victim was a contest you'd take home the gold.

You think everyone is out to get you. They're not.

You think you're being persecuted. You're not.

Most people who see you from a distance and don't know better think you're alright, so you're probably pretty well-liked in public. The only people you will get along with in close quarters are all walking mean lesbian stereotypes.

Peridot — You're annoying as hell for a different reason. You see yourself in this character too and that is a terrible, terrible thing.

She's your pfp on every website and app that will allow it. Your lifeblood is this fucking character and e v e r y o n e will know it. You're weirdly possessive of her and the hyper specific headcanons you made for her (even if you don't say that) despite every grass-fearing autistic person on the internet projecting onto her, so ironically you don't like other Peridot fans, which always ends up with you sitting alone even on websites with millions of people on them.

90% chance you're a furry, otherkin, therian or think you have DID. You think you're misunderstood, and in some ways you are, but the reality is most people don't speak dog and don't have the time or energy to learn. You need to go outside and learn to speak cat whether you want to or not

Lapis — You don't like Peridot fans or kinnies, which is weirdly in-character. You're the biggest hater but you don't hide it and I can respect that. You think Lapis is a victim, but you're only half right. You would probably fall for propaganda if it was dressed up fancy enough.

Jasper — You want to fuck this character, full stop. There's a 50/50 chance you're chill af or the most insufferable person on the planet. If you're the former you're friends with a lot of people. You float easily from one group to another, but a jack of all trades is a master of none, and you're no one's first pick if they're looking for someone close. You probably hate Lapis and her fans but you should really just let that shit go ngl

Spinel — You need therapy (derogatory) and you're making that everyone else's problem. Despite the clown aesthetic you're not very funny to be around and you should get a better sense of humor. You project onto this character way too hard and it shows in your fandom habits and headcanons, but most of the time that's fine

Like Spinel, you're a little two-faced. Some people pick up on that right away and some don't. The people who do hold you at arms length until you make it clear which clown you'd rather be. You hate it when people ship Spinel with any character besides your favorite pairing, but you'll never say that out loud unless it's a ship the people you're talking to don't like.

Blue Diamond — You're a man (derogatory) or a minor who doesn't actually understand anything about this character yet, and would immediately fall for any and all forms of propaganda

Yellow Diamond — If you think she is wearing a helmet you're a man (derogatory) and you expected things out of SU that were never gonna happen. If you think it's just hair you have a much better grasp on this character than 90% percent of SU's fandom and I'm platonically kissing you on the mouth.

White Diamond — You're a man (derogatory) or an incredibly based and sexy queer.

The Zircons — You like Ace Attorney, or would like it if you haven't played it yet. You're making them kiss sloppy style. UwU

Lars — You probably didn't like him until after he died. You will defend this boy with your fucking life. Also you should just…. go watch Star Trek if you haven't. Seriously what are you doing—

Sadie — You're an oddball. Very lax though. You have complicated feelings about Shep

Peedee — You're a little quirky, a little freaky, but you're too scared to just say that. You desperately need some fun in your life, but the people around you make that difficult. Eventually you'll find the folks that are worth hanging around. See you on the flip side :)

Ronaldo — You're the type of person this character is based on and you take it in stride. If you're shipping him with Lars, you're the only person who's opinion on this character matters.

Kevin — I dunno who hurt you but you have a terrible taste in men. You only have fun in bed if it involves a damn near human rights violation

Mayor Dewey — You're normalbirb

Any other townie — This is a trick question! No one has these as their favorite lmao

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[NSFW] ‼ 18+ >MDNI<

Summary: Aizawa Shouta goes to a suspicious spa for a relaxing day, when things take a turn

Pairing: Aizawa/Harem Boys

Content Warning: Male Gay Sex, Smut, Dub/Non Con, Gangbang(?), Harem Boys, Hypnotism, Brainwashing, Drugging, Kidnapping, Chastity Cage, Cock Cage, Anal Fingering, Anal Play, Prostate Massage, Prostate Massager/Toy, Nipple Play, Cumming Untouched, Milking, Prostate Milking, Unethical Masseuse Actions, It's porn, Body Oil, Body Hair, Pampering, Loosely based on Aladdin's aesthetics, This is not meant to be offensive in any way, though it is pretty stereotypical

Word Count: 5.8k

Disclaimer: Character belongs to Kohei Horikoshi

A/N: This was my first requested fic!! I had sm fun writing this, especially researching stuff to be at least somewhat accurate lol

Hope you like it @princeasimdiya12 !!��❤

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Aizawa Shouta has been notably stressed lately; more so than usual. And as his friend, Hizashi decides that he needs a break. Just a day to relax and unwind. He knows that even that might be asking too much of him by himself, so he enlists their other friend Nemuri for help.

Together, Hizashi and Nemuri conspire and come up with a plan, and they somehow convince Shouta to go along with it.

They book him a spa day at a themed spa, Arabian Nights, and though he rolled his eyes and grumbled, Shouta is secretly grateful for the reprieve.

When they all get there, because they both feel the need to make sure he actually goes, Shouta gets the feeling that something is off.

He voices this to them of course, but is brushed off because they think he's either just trying to get out of it or the stress is making him paranoid, it could be either or both.

As they check him in, he scopes out anything and everything he can. The outside of the building looked normal enough, but the interior, even just the reception room, is like a whole new world in itself.

Intricate designs cover the cream walls and high ceiling, with gold accents; tapestries and paintings lining them tastefully. The carpet beneath their feet, and decorative pillows on the available seats are plush and a matching wine colour, while the furniture are all dark reds and browns, with potted plants placed at the corners of the room.

He takes notice of all the employees he can see, all of which are male, though of different ethnicities and stature.

They're all dressed to fit the theme of the spa, in puffy, cream coloured pants with the crotches dropped, tight, black, low cut V neck vests, and maroon sashes tied around their waists. Gold sashes are draped across their chests from their right shoulders to their left hips, and thick, gold bands adorn both of their wrists, along with a cream coloured headpiece, each with a slanted gold stripe across the front and a red jewel at the top center, most likely rubies.

When they're finished checking him in, he's lead through a detailed, arched doorway, to get started, with Hizashi waving him off, saying that they'll come pick him back up later when he's done.

Though, as Hizashi and Nemuri exit the building, they don't see the eyes of one of the employees glow a bright, swirling mix of red and gold as he looks at them leave.

And by the time they reach the car, they can't remember why they're here, where they are, and with no recollection of an Aizawa Shouta.

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The man leading Shouta is taller than him; slender and lithe, almost serpentine in his movements. He's dressed in a black, floor length robe with red bell sleeves and a low cut neck that shows off his muscular chest, a matching red sash around his waist, along with a tall, black headdress, a thin and wavy gold pattern wrapping around the middle, going downwards at the front, with a garnet stone situated just above his forehead, and a long, crimson feather above the gem; a maroon cloth attached to the base of the headpiece is draped over his shoulders. It's extravagant as it is, but to top it all off, a black, dramatic cape with a scarlet interior flows behind his every step.

Shouta thinks that that might be a bit much, but who's he to judge?

Just as he's starting to wonder just how far they're going, the man leading him stops in front of what seems to be a shower and changing room and turns to him, allowing him to take in his features properly. His eyes are dark red, lined in black and lidded, and he has a neat goatee and mustache which just seems to emphasize the sharpness of his jaw and high cheekbones.

His voice is low and damn near hypnotic as he djrects Shouta to shower, just to freshen up, showing him to the towels and amenities. Shouta quickly obliges, as it seems to be like a pool or a public bathhouse; rinsing yourself off beforehand so that you don't bring in any outside dirt and germs.

When he gets out, the same man leads Shouta, now clad in nothing but a towel, to a large, opulent hot spring.

Ornately patterned tiles decorate along the walls, the high ceiling and around the spring itself. There are intricately carved pillars and arches, and statues of cobra snakes with embedded rubies for eyes placed around the room.

Shouta hides a scowl as he thinks how how much time and money is being wasted on this, though it's quickly wiped away as he settles into the water, it being far more pleasant than he anticipated.

He lets out a soft sigh as the warmth seeps into his skin, easing his muscles and draining the tension from him; sitting and soaking in the water for a long while, his head tipped back on a rock, eyes closed. Beads of water drip and trickle down the pale column of his throat, pooling in the dip of his collarbones and sliding down his pecs; facial and chest hair glistening with the droplets.

After only a few minutes, he begins to feel woozy. Though, the steam of the hot spring is rather thick, so he just chalks it up to it being the heat.

An attendant, dressed the same as those in the front lobby, brings him a bottle of water. It's sealed, so he assumes it's perfectly safe, and drinks.

By now he's completely relaxed, pliant really, and somewhere in the back of his mind he thinks that something is wrong, but he doesn't know what.

Eventually, the same man in the dark robes come back to collect him. Shouta stands from the water, about to head over to the changing rooms, when the man stops him. It's then he realizes that the man has a towel thrown over his forearm that he holds out to Shouta, and a maroon pillow, with gold stitching and tassels hanging from the corners, in his hands with a black and gold box atop it.

Accepting the towel with quiet thanks and beginning to dry off, Shouta thinks he should really worry that he hadn't noticed that until then, but the thought is shoved down almost as quickly as it appeared.

At Shouta's questioning look, the man nods to the box with a smile. He steps forward, gently unclasping the latch. When Shouta sees what's within the box, he blinks confusedly, wondering if he's hallucinating.

A chastity cage.

All shining gold metal, nestled in velvet pillowing.

Brows furrowed, he asks, "Why?" The corner of the man's smile twitches, because really, he shouldn't be questioning anything at this point, but he takes a breath to keep himself calm. It probably just hasn't settled in properly yet.

Keeping his eyes locked onto Shouta's, he says, with that same low, hypnotic tone, that people often get aroused from the massages, ending up uncomfortable when they're face down because the position presses on it. The man smiles contentedly when Shouta accepts this and complies without any complaint or fight, not seeing anything wrong with what he said.

Shouta reaches for it before the man stops him. "Allow me to put it on for you, Aizawa-san." Shouta furrows his brows in hesitation, and seeing this, the man adds, "It is part of my job. I must ensure that it is on properly and securely." Shouta nods slowly, accepting the answer and ignoring the nagging hesitance at the back of his mind.

He's guided back inside to another room with a massage table, being directed to sit on it, thighs spread.

Propped up on his hands, Shouta gasps softly as the man kneels in front of him and grasps his soft cock in his large hand, his cheeks burning with embarrassment at the contrasting sizes. He's a grower, not exactly a shower, and it's obvious.

The man's hands are slender and graceful as he works, placing the gold ring of the device around his balls, then slipping the rest of the cage itself over his shaft.

"How does that feel, Aizawa-san?" 

Shouta does his best not to squirm as he replies, voice strained. "Weird." 

"But it doesn't hurt? There's no pinching?" He holds Shouta's gaze as he asks this, eyes intense and searching.

"Well, no, but—" he cuts himself of when his breath hitches at a stray jolt of pleasure when his touch brushes his tip.

The man hums in acknowledgment, ducking his head to hide his pleased amusement, fiddling with it a bit more before Shouta hears a soft click. "There we go."

A low heat settles in his stomach as he sees the gold cage surrounding him, contrasting prettily off of his dark body hair and pale skin.

A dangerous glint of satisfaction flashes

in the man's eyes and Shouta flushes when his finger drags through the openings along the cage as he pulls his hand away. Shouta sucks in a sharp breath. The sensation is light, but that almost hungry look in his eyes makes it feel like so much more.

"Perfect." The man practically purrs, his voice hot and low, eyes dragging over him with intensity so potent that it feels like a caress in itself.

Shouta bites his lip, lest he says something mortifying, as the man stands back up. He moves over to a cupboard, taking out a few items of cloth before going back over to Shouta. "Please change into these, Aizawa-San."

Swallowing thickly, Shouta nods and stands, taking the clothes and quickly slipping them on.

It's a matching set of an open chest vest and baggy, puffy black pants with thick gold trimming, though they may as well be nonexistent with their thin, sheer material. The gold of the cage can still be clearly seen through them.

After he's finished changing, he's guided back to the same massage table, now adjusted to more resemble a chair, where other workers join them, quickly introducing themselves.

They're all of course unfairly handsome. Some with sharp features, others soft, with varying skin tones and ethnicities. Some are tall and muscular, while some are shorter and more lithe, but they're all dressed almost the same. All of them are in all white, silk, low cut robes, puffy pants and tall headpieces, with a matching cloth attached to the base of the headpiece, draping over their shoulders; the only difference among them being the variety of colours they each chose for their accessories, specifically the gem and feather adorning their headpieces, the sashes tied around their waists, and the sheer veil masks covering their noses and mouths, which match their eyes that are lined in black which make them stand out.

There are five of them, two dark skinned men with peridot and aquamarine eyes respectively, two tanned skin men dressed in emerald green and sapphire blue, and one with pale skin and amethyst eyes, seemingly albino, with snowy white hair peeking through his headpiece.

At first, it doesn’t register with him what’s happening, with them bustling around and setting up tables, appliances and products, but then they talk through the options of scents for the humidifiers, incense and massage oil. He chooses a light coffee and vanilla scent for the humidifier, cinnamon for the incense and rose for the oil.

When they're finished setting up, the same man in the red and black robes stands in front of him, hands clasped behind his back.

"They will now treat your hair, nails and skin, before the massage. Please be patient and enjoy." He explains, and they immediately begin as he leaves with a bow.

They adjust his seat, reclining it back to wash and treat his hair, while two take each of his hands, the ones with peridot and sapphire eyes, and begin carefully treating his nails, and another two, emerald and amethyst, does the same to his toenails after soaking, scrubbing, and treating his feet, all while the one with aquamarine eyes is behind him, treating his hair. When he's done with his hair, he moves on to giving him a facial, along with neatening his eyebrows and stubble.

And Shouta sinks. There's a low buzz of calm and peace from being pampered and taken care of, his eyes closed and breathing even as he relaxes with the aroma of the incense and humidifier in the air, and he's pretty sure they're all wearing the same sweet but mild perfume, though he can't place the scent. He doesn't know what could be causing it, but he feels loopy, his ability to think straight slipping away bit by bit.

By the time the manicure and pedicure are finishing up, along with the man doing his facial treatment, including a massage, his head is fuzzy and light.

The rose oil is warm on his skin when they begin the massage itself.

He starts at his jaw, going down his neck. From there, he goes to his shoulders, and then eventually his chest, all from behind him where his chair is tilted back, and Shouta barely reacts when they slip the vest off his shoulders and fully adjust the seat back into a table.

Now laying on his back, he pays no mind when they strip him back out of the very pants they instructed him to wear, now leaving him completely bare yet again, barring the chastity cage.

With multiple pairs of strong yet soft hands gliding over his body, Shouta feels utterly blissful as he basks in their ministrations, letting out soft, relaxed moans.

Every inch of him is given attention, from top to bottom. His upper half is paid great care as oiled hands knead his muscles and caress his skin, while the men at his lower half start from his feet and gradually move up his legs, rubbing out the tension.

He can't help but pant and squirm as hands simultaneously squeeze and knead his inner thighs and his chest, hands brushing over his now sensitive nipples, trying to muffle his little gasps and groans.

"Fuck," He whispers, voice all soft and breathy, then going higher and more breathless, turning into almost a whimpering moan as the man repeats the motion, grazing his palm over his nipple. "Fuck." 

And Shouta freezes, going dead silent; his whole body locking up as his brain blanks. He feels himself flush to his chest as he clenches his jaw, eyes darting to them to gauge their reactions. It's absolutely mortifying to be affected like this, by this, but before he can begin to fully panic, one of them drags the nail of their thumb over his other nipple, while another rubs soothing circles into his upper thigh, making his breath hitch and hips twitch.

He sees the pleased smiles on their faces through their masks at his reactions, the intensity in their eyes, and he bites his lip, considering.

He really shouldn't. It's irrational, perverse; downright whorish really, and he's never done anything like this before.

Though, seeing the prominent bulges in their white pants and the heat of their gazes, feeling it in their lingering touches, settles his decision.

He spreads his legs further, arching his back into the touch. The man's smile widens, pale blue eyes shining as he presses a thumb to the pert bud, rolling over it and taking in the way Shouta's face melts. The man huffs a soft laugh, pinching the nub between his fingers, eliciting a gasp from Shouta.

From there, he suffers sweet torture.

They run their hands over his skin leisurely, along his sides, tummy and chest, play with his nipples until they're puffy and sore, and massage and stroke the sides of his crotch without ever actually touching his cock, teasingly only focusing on everything but where he needs it most, and all he can do is pant, moan and whine.

Humiliation burns through him as blood tries hopelessly to rush to his cock, but the cage does it's job and doesn't let it fill, only pathetically twitching. His nerves are alight with the pulsing, needy heat with nowhere to go.

He doesn't know how long he's played with like this, basking in their groping, deliciously torturous touches.

Momentarily freeing him from torment, he's mercifully flipped over, face directly in front of a taunting bulge that's so close, yet too far for him to actually reach without stretching.

Their mercy does not last long.

Brushing his dark hair to the side, exposing the pale expanse of his neck and back, they start at the base of his neck and his calves at the same time, and Shouta melts into the table as the sweet torture begins anew. Their hands move down his back, and up his legs to his ass simultaneously, more forceful than he expects, like they're actually massaging out the tension, lighting his every nerve aflame.

A part of him feels silly for thinking that he’d released all of his stress back in the hot springs. Shouta doesn’t remember his muscles being this loose in his life.

Though, that’s not exactly a surprise. With his career, it’s a miracle he hasn’t keeled over from stress before now, honestly.

.

.

.

What is his career again?

......

...........He—

He's quickly distracted from the thought when he realizes that his sensitive nipples are brushing against the table and the chastity cage is at an awkward angle, so he shifts, raising his hips a bit to alleviate the discomfort.

That's when he feels hands spread his thighs further, rubbing and squeezing the flesh there's before moving up to knead and spread his asscheeks, while another hand slips between them, brushing over his hole.

Face down, ass up, his breath hitches and his hands tighten into fists beside his head as he feels oiled fingers glide over him there, a thick thumb rubbing over the tight ring of muscle.

He can't help but gasp and writhe as they tease and prod at him, slipping in just the very tip of a thumb, tugging at the tight rim, before immediately removing it, over and over again, all while the others continue to grope at his thighs and chest, hands slipping under him from where he's now propped up on his forearms.

And eventually, he can't take much more. "Mmn, stop teasing me." His voice is gruff and strained as he complains, but it just comes out thready and begging.

The men shiver at the sight of him, dark eyes glazed over and needy, lips shiny and swollen from biting them parted in panting little gasps, back arched beautifully and hips swaying tauntingly; his shiny, unshaven hole on show, winking and clenching around nothing, just begging to be filled.

They lament being unable to stuff him until he's dripping this very instant, knowing it's against the rules during working hours, but feel their cocks twitch in anticipation of the day they get to feel him wrapped around them, tight, pliant and hot.

For now, they settle for seeing him feel good and bask in it; some biting their lips at the sweet, low moan that's pulled from Shouta at a finger slipping into him slow and deep, others moaning right along with him at the sight of his hole greedily sucking in the thick digit.

It does nothing to make the desperation for his cock to get any sort of friction lessen, but Shouta can't help but rock back onto the finger, impatient for more as the man fucks it in and out, loosening him up.

It isn't long before he pulls out nearly all the way, a little whine of protest starting in the back of Shouta's throat, that quickly turns into a moan when instead of pressing in one, he has two of those long, thick fingers sinking into him.

His hole burns a little with the stretch, but even that feels good as he slowly pumps in and out, stretching him. He thrusts and twists them, dragging along his walls deliciously, before crooking his fingers, pressing them down and moving them inside of him like he's trying to create a hook towards his belly button, searching.

A long, low moan escapes him as his hands scramble for purchase on the table when a bolt of pleasure rushes through his nerves. He keens desperately, grinding back; the fingers pressing against his prostate again and he sees stars.

He feels mouths on his shoulders, lower back, and the back of his thighs, hot and wet as they nip as suck at his skin, leaving pretty marks and bruises in their wake on the pale canvas of his flesh, all while a hand fondles and plays with his balls just as a third finger slips in; and eyes rolled back, cock twitching in its confines, he can't do anything but moan and roll his hips, wanting them deeper, even as his nerves scream at him.

Because really, he shouldn't want it so badly, not when every stroke inside of his greedy hole is just making his cock hurt more, just making his muscles tense and fingers grip tightly onto the sheets of the table as his body tries desperately to find something to do with the pleasure wrecking his nerves.

The man scissors his fingers lightly while continuing to rub against his prostate, and Shouta's thighs tremble; practically vibrating and his cock aching.

And then the fingers are removed.

He whines needily, wantonly, as he tries to push up to complain, only to be held in place. One of them, the one with peridot eyes, chuckles lowly, tucking a strand of hair behind Shouta's ear and whispers, "Stay still, Gorgeous. We'll take good care of you." His voice is breathy and hot, all saccharine velvet as he tilts Shouta's head by his chin to the side.

Shouta turns, going with it, and sees the man dressed in sapphire blue holding something.

A toy. 

It's black silicone, and thick, but Shouta can't help the breathy laugh that comes out as he takes in the shape of it.

Not a replica of a cock like one would expect, but not one of the less human and stranger variations he knows exist either. No, this is shaped like an upside down 'T', but also almost like a genie's lamp, with a handle and everything, with the top of it elongated and curved like a dick, away from the handle part, more towards the other end.

It takes a second with his brain so soaked in his heady arousal mixed with amusement for him to make sense of the shape, realizing the curve of it is going to push against his prostate perfectly.

Shouta hum a moan, desperate, sweet, and excited, ass swaying in anticipation.

When the thick, slick head presses against his twitching, stretched hole, Shouta forgets how to breathe. And when it starts to push inside, he thinks he forgets his name. His world narrows down to the glide of the solid weight that's gliding over his quivering walls as it pushes so achiniy slowly in, and in, and in.

By the time it's all the way inside, Shouta doesn't care one bit about rationality, or decency, or reputation.

Because he feels full, so full and so good, and oh fuck he was right about the shape; that thick head pressing up against his sweet spot has his thighs shaking, to the point that he feels like he's going to shake apart completely.

"How does that feel, Aizawa-san?" The man purrs, tone all teasing, velvet heat as he presses the toy in deep, rocking it, while hands and mouths continue to map Shouta's skin.

"Good, good, so fucking good, please—" the words trip over themselves to get off his tongue, it already feels so good, so much, but he already wants more, wants him deeper, wants him to move—

Their eyes are molten on him as they hear him beg so prettily, the man pressing the toy in firmly and grinding it against his prostate. They revel in the moan he sends echoing off of the walls, and it's all they need to keep going.

He pulls it back, about halfway out, before thrusting it in again, and grinding, and Shouta trembles and strains against the hands keeping him in place, not actually wanting it to stop but it's just so much more than he's used to, so new and so good. And though futile, he doesn't know what to do other than try to escape the pleasure before it completely consumes him.

The man does that over and over for a while that feels like hours on his frayed nerves, and all Shouta could do was pant and moan and take it.

He feels someone tuck his hair that fell back into his face behind his ear. Focusing his pleasure hazed gaze, he sees it's the one with amethyst eyes, the albino, though he doesn't know when they switched places. Seeing Shouta looking at him, he smiles, rubbing his thumb against Shouta's bottom lip, tugging on it. When Shouta parts his lips, slick tongue licking at it before sucking it into his mouth, he moves his thumb back and forth inside his mouth, fucking into it, eyes hungry on him as he coos, "Oh you were made for this, weren't you, Sweetheart? Who would've thought that the great Eraserhead would be so desperate to be stuffed full."

His tone is all teasing heat as he rubs his thumb against his gums and tongue, caressing and playing with his mouth, and Shouta wishes it was more than just a thumb that's pressing on his tongue. The man shudders as Shouta looks up at him from under his dark, glistening lashes, moaning around him, seemingly in agreement, until he pulls it out of his mouth with a wet pop.

Shouta's cock hurts. They won't touch it, and the man won't pull the toy back more than an inch before he's pushing it back against his sweet spot and it feels so good, feels like so much more than it really is with his cock all locked up and useless, his hole so much more sensitive. 

He's close, so close to cumming, his orgasm is pressing against his nerves, pulsing across his whole body with a building insistence, but he knows he can't, knows his cock can't let it out; and it makes the need burn that much more. He didn't know he could feel so good, so desperate for release, without going over the edge, the pleasure instead just building on itself.

"I need to cum, plea-please let me cum, please—" he pants, voice slurring and strained, breathy and sweet as he begs. The man with amethyst eyes just smiles behind his mask, caressing his cheek and throat, the others running their hands all along his heated skin as the man fucking the toy into him hums in acknowledgment.

"You will, Aizawa-san. We'll help you, don't worry." He soothes, thrusting the toy in a little harder, drawing out another low moan from Shouta.

A hand pushes up lightly on his lower stomach as he grinds and rocks the toy against his prostate, settling the base of it directly against his perineum and balls.

"I'm going to help you now, Aizawa-san. I'm going to count down for you, and when I get to one you're going to stop fighting it and let go, hm?" 

What?

"Five."

He can't—

"Four."

He can't cum with his cock locked up like this.

"Three."

Can he?

"Two."

Oh fuck.

"One."

Shouta's whole body tenses as the toy starts to vibrate. Against his prostate, his perineum and his balls, the entire thing takes him apart from the inside out. That sudden burst of new sensation along with the grinding pressure, tips him over the edge, and he dissolves into nothing but loud pants and desperate moans.

But he's not orgasming.

His body feels like there's a thinner kind of pleasure pushing through it, taking away a little of the pressure, but it doesn't feel as immediate, as strong or good, as his orgasm usually does.

And then he feels it. His cock twitches in his pretty golden cage and he looks to sees a slow constant trickle of cum spilling out of him against the sheet covered table, before his vision goes white; his mouth dropping open in a silent, screaming moan, painting the table with thick globs of his release.

"There we go. Perfect, baby. So good for us." The man praises, breathy and fond as he keeps the toy vibrating, low but on, as he shallowly fucks it in, grinding it against him. But it's still enough, still too much, still perfect.

Still makes Shouta let out another little moan when he moves it, making more spill out of him as his eyes roll back. And it doesn't stop, it keeps going, trickling out in thick globs; that burning ache slowly being drained out of his soft cock, spilling out and out against the table, soiling the cloth there.

It's so much, both almost too much yet not enough. Though amplified by the hands and lips roaming his skin, it's not satisfying in the way an orgasm usually feels; it's more of that continued, gentle, pressing pleasure, but stronger. No, this is different from an orgasm, he's not cumming.

He's being milked.

It lasts so much longer than he's used to, like it's pulsing out across his veins for ages, before it finally stops, turning into just a few more drops, and he finds himself laying limp against the sheets, his arms giving out beneath him, muscles trembling as he tries to greedily fill his lungs with air, though his lower half is still being held up by them.

And he can't do anything but lay there and let out a thin whine as the man pets his hand over the swell of his ass as he eases the still vibrating toy out of him. 

The drag of it over his sensitive walls and swollen hole gives his body another little flicker of utter bliss as it slips out, his cock giving another tiny, pathetic twitch in response in its cage.

The man with amethyst eyes strokes his hair, running his blunt nails over his scalp, easing him back to his senses. When Shouta blinks glossy, dazed eyes up at him, he pulls his mask down, running his tongue along Shouta's bottom lip, licking up a line of drool from the corner of his mouth, before fully slotting their mouths together in a deep, languid kiss.

Shouta moans weakly into his mouth when he feels his grip tighten in his hair while hands grip his asscheeks, spreading him open. He shivers at the cool air hitting his sensitive, gaping hole, hips twitching at a thumb running along the puffy rim. The man pulls away from his kiss swollen lips, leaving a thin string of spit connecting them still that snaps when he moves far enough.

They gently coax him off the table, quickly switching the soiled sheets with clean ones before guiding him back to it, laying him flat on his back, rubbing over his muscles and joints to ease whatever tension he regained.

They clean him up as he floats, eyes lidded and hazy as they wipe him down so gently he manages to doze off, a small, dopey smile on his lips.

The men smile contentedly over him as they take care of him, another beautiful Jewel to add to their Master's collection.

They'll need to finish his training first of course, as this was just the first stage. Along with teaching him to be a legitimate masseuse, they still need to properly train his throat, which they will have very much fun doing, along with his ass to take more than just a toy. And after how wonderfully sensitive he is, oh the Master will enjoy him.

But they get the privilege of doing so first, and they will savour that thoroughly.

For now though, they need to get their new fellow Jewel settled in.

*****

[Two Months Later]

Shouta barely remembers his past life by this point. He knows his name, and knows he's a hero, or at least used to be, but most importantly, he knows he enjoys his new life as a Jewel. He's pretty and pampered, precious and treasured as his Master's Jewel, and he loves it.

The other Jewels take care of him as well, and he cherishes his relationships with them, whatever they may be; be that friendship or as lovers.

He exchanges gentle smiles with Aoi, the man with sapphire eyes, as he prepares the equipment and products to be used today on a trolley.

They have a new guest today after all, one Yoshida Kogane.

It's the first time he's being allowed to tend to a guest, and possible new Jewel, rather than just observe since his training is finally complete. It's also the first time he's finally allowed to wear his Jewel uniform during working hours, rather than the plain black he'd been wearing before.

Now, he's dressed in silk white robes, the low cut showing off his toned specs and chest hair, pants that hug his ass wonderfully, and a tall headpiece, matching with the others, but with black with a red sheen as his added colour. The sash tied around his waist, the sheer veil mask, and of course the feather and gem on his headpiece, a black opal stone, with flecks and swirls of red mixed in, suit him well.

Master chose it for him himself, saying it matched him perfectly.

Shouta's eyes are lined in black, making them appear that much darker; his inky hair falling in waves over his shoulders, barely hidden by the cloth attached to the headpiece. His facial hair is neat and groomed, trimmed into a light stubble beard and mustache, his skin smooth and glossy, almost porcelain, lips soft and supple.

His reflection is happy and healthy, pretty and perfect.

They soon move out to the room where Akashi, the man in the red robes who led him to this new life, is settling in their guest.

He's adorable really, on the shorter side, tanned, freckled skin, curly, blonde hair, and bright, golden eyes, and Shouta thinks his name suits him perfectly.

He would be a lovely addition to the Master's collection.

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[detournementsmineurs]

"Octopus Buckle" by Karl Rothmüller in gilded silver, silver, opal, garnets and chalcedony (circa 1900), "Octopus and Butterfly Brooch" by Wilhelm Lucas von Cranach in gold, enamel, pearls, rubies, diamonds, amethysts and topaz (1900) and "Retrieving Treasure Ball from Dragon Palace" by Utagawa Kuniyoshi (circa 1820-50) presented in “A History of Jewellery: Bedazzled (part 6: Art Nouveau 1890-1914)” by Beatriz Chadour-Sampson - International Jewellery Historian and Author - for the V&A Academy online, march 2024.

[melonishus]

Good evening melon. Got a prompt for you to consider if it should please you: Ruby finds out that Weiss is leading a secret life as a AAA ranked v-tuber. And not any V-tuber, Ruby's personal favorite v-tuber!

Please, have a nice evening.

Snowrose -[as her stream starts] Hi everyone. It is I [places hand on her chest] Your beautiful and wise Snowrose, come to grace you with my presence in this wonderous subathon. We'll start off with a timer of [pushes finger against the bottom of her lip] Let's say...8 hours [fllicks finger] And for every 10 subs, I add 30 minutes onto the stream [The stream timer appears in the upper right hand corner of the stream] Snowrose- I will be taking small breaks for sleep and eating but my OFFICIAL duties in my kingdom are all on hold so I can show my dear followers the attention they deserve . So lets get this started [Ruby hides her face on her teddy bear] Snowrose - And remember ! [lifts up finger] All official proceeds from my subathon go to the Belladonna Action Coalition ! They provide legal and financial aid for faunus in need of a hand ! Remember ! If humans are getting you down , they’ve got your BAC

[Ruby chuckles in her room]

Ruby - Snowrose is almost as bad as Yang !

-Winterpleasesteponme69 has followed you ! -

Snowrose - [sighs] Thank you Winterpleasesteponme69 for the follow , welcome to our little slice of dignity you degenerate

[She runs her hand down her face]

Snowrose - Anyway , today I am playing Baldurs gate 3. Why you ask ? [brings hands together and pulls them apart , causing a rainbow with “I’m gay” to appear between the hands of her model]

[The game starts]

Snowrose - While I’m making my character , let’s get the important questions out of the way shall we

—- Who should have the privilege of having my hand in marriage -

Ruby - Shadowhearts kind of cute ….she reminds me of Weiss [As Snowrose creates her character , the votes pour in, Ruby casting her vote for Shadowheart . As Ruby watches , she notices Snowrose character has taken on Ruby’s own appearance]

Snowrose - Absolutely beautiful. If I didn’t know any better I’d make her a rogue because I do think she’s stole my heart

Ruby - What the

Snowrose - Now what should we name her ….

[Names start pouring in]

Snowrose - GARNET

Ruby - A GEMSTONE ?!

[Blake and Yang look at her]

Ruby - Sorry …good stream

Yang - Rubes I know you have a crush on her , but if Weiss was here she’d throw you out the window

Ruby - I DONT HAVE A CRUSH [throws her teddy bear at Yang , who catches it easily] And Weiss is never here on the days she streams so I am safe

Blake - Regardless , I still want to sleep. So inside voice please ----

Writing Requests are OPEN

[two-sides-halved]

Jail Break | @blackstardiopside

The sound of a melody lingering in the darkness, a voice unfamiliar to the young fusion before he woke with a start. He looked around the room he was now in. He groaned as he got to his feet, feeling the pulsing pain in his right eye from the blackeye that he was given from being headbutt by Jasper. He looked around seeing that he was in a cold, green cell. There was no toilet, no sink, no bed…. it seemed more barbaric than any cartoon jail that either of the Stevens had ever witnessed, but of course, this was a jail made for a Gem… they don't eat, they don't need to go to the bathroom, they don't need to sleep. "Where are we?" He had muttered to himself, themselves. He was still sort of new to the whole fusion thing, and this was the first time since he's seen action was being eaten by a corrupted fusion of gems that he had deemed a giant bird.

As the fusions pink colored eyes with their differently shaped and colored pupils, a white star in his semi swollen right eye and a black diamond in his left. They scanned around the room for more information of their settings, their eyes landed on the piss yellow colored forcefield keeping them contained in this jail cell. A subtle air of hopelessness filled the air. His eyes squinted as the fusion had thought.

"Wait, this holding sell was built to hold gems… that's why Garnet, Amethyst and Pearl haven't come to bust us out… so that means it's up to us." The pupils of their eyes changed to white as the fusion following Human's logic pushed their finger tips against the barrier, he jolted backward the pupils turning black. "Ah!! That feels weird… I don't like it…"

"Just like I thought, it was made to keep a gem contained… but we're not just a gem… just bare with me… I think we can get through this just… let's push it a little further ok? Ok…" The fusion took a deep breath, their pupils turned turned to their respective colors of white star in their right eye and a black diamond in their left, as the fusion pushed through the forcefield with some resistance. The yellow destabilization field started trailing up their arm lighting up just beneath the skin in the pattern of something similar to a circuit board. "Ewww… Cool!" The fusion replied with a tone of discomfort before shifting to a tone of interest, then pushed through the barrier fully, a shiver trailed down their shared spine, frizzing out their fluffy dual toned hair.

"Uh… hello… are you ok?" The fusion asked, startling the gem in the cell. The gem in question was a Ruby... not that the fusion would know that. She had long red fluffy hair that went down to just below her shoulders. She had a dark red pair of shoulder pads, a matching belt and thigh high boots. She had a maroon vest with matching shorts with a sort of pinkish or really light red v neck type shirt underneath where the points of the v had met where her gemstone was. The gemstone in question looked almost familiar to the fusion cause it sported a 5 facets with a square at the center and was the same placement as Garnet's own.

"We're out… Wooo!" Steven Squared pumped their fist as if they scored a goal, before shaking his head reminding themselves they need to get back on task. "Gotta find the gems." He headed down the hallway, almost passing another gem before it sounded like she was going through literal torture despite her just being alone in the cell.

"Is that another gem? She looks frustrated…"

"Steven, we don't know this gem… we need to find Garnet, Amethyst and Pearl…"

"Yea but she could help us find the others."

"Or she could be dangerous like the other homeworld gems… do you really wanna risk that?"

"Steven, she needs our help… I'm sure if we show a little kindness we'll get home sooner than us having to deal with this ourselves… please just trust me on this."

"Fine."

She slammed her fist into the wall beside her. The fusion stood back on guard from the sound, checking the hallways wanting to make sure that Jasper or Peridot wouldn't find them.

"Great, this is just perfect!" The red gem said aggravated, raking her fingers through her long fluffy red hair.

The fusions left eye twitched a bit, indicating that Gem Steven was getting irritated with the confusing mixed signals, while Human Steven was focused on the gem wanting to help in any way they could. The gem then paused turning to look at Steven Squared. "Wait… how did you get out of the forcefields?" She asked seemingly more confused than frustrated at this point.

"Do you need any help?" The fusion asked.

"No!! I mean… ugh… don't look at me, just go away." The other huffed with an irritated grumble, turning away from the fusion.

"Oh… well, I just sort of walked through it like this." He replied, demonstrating by pushing his hand through. The gem behind the barrier went to warn them but seeing as they could just pass through confused her even more. She attempted to do the same and yelped as the barrier had made her form glitch out. "What's going on here?"

Before the fusion could answer the question about how he was half human, the melody from before could be heard once more. The pupils on the fusion turned from their black and white colors respectively turned to completely black pupils in both eyes as his tone of voice seemed confused. "Is someone singing?"

"Sapphire." The red gem replied.

Steven Squared holding the forcefield open, breathing heavily as the weird feeling and the tingling spread showing more of these circuitry lines under neath his skin. His voice sounding like he was talking into a fan. "And we'll do this together." She slide out form underneath the arch that Steven had created and already started running down the hallway.

"Sapphire... is she your friend? We- er I'm looking for my friends too.... well they are more of my family, but either way..."

"Let me outta here, please! I need to find Sapphire!" The gem spoke with desperation in her voice, almost to the point where she was pulling at her hair again. "She's all alone, I need to find her!"

"Right. We'll find our friends." He replied holding the forcefield open.

Steven Squared followed the hyper focused red gem, "Hey. My name's Steven... what's yours?" He asked attempting to get some sort of name to go with their face, only to be met with a harsh. "Quiet..." She held her head again, before muttering about being unable to see. Steven Squared seemed confused since the gem could clearly see him before, was the panic over this Sapphire causing her some sort of blindness. He paused, before the unnamed red gem headed down the corridor, while Steven Squared did his best to keep up.

Eventually coming across another gem. The outline of the dress excited the red gem before her expression soured seeing that it was Lapis. "Oh... it's just you..." She racked her fingers through her hair as she passed around. Steven Squared looked at Lapis through the piss yellow barrier that shielded the colors from him other then the various shades of yellow that the force field had tinted her gems light formed body. "Lapis?"

"How many other gems are trapped here?"

"Don't know, don't care." Before she skidded to a stop, in front of the window. Steven Squared pausing to admire the beauty of out space despite the current situation they were in. Before his attention was brought back from the pretty look of the Earth viewed from the Homeworld ship they were on, hearing the red gem note that Sapphire had stopped singing, and ran down the hall way again.

The fusion was so glad to see a familiar face but seeing her new form implied to them that she was hurt when she had left to return to homeworld. Gem Steven's thoughts swirling into a frenzy.

"This bitch."

"Steven, be nice."

"Steven, be serious here... how the hell would the other gems know where we lived? Homeworld hadn't bothered Earth for thousands of years then suddenly this bitch heads home and we have gems knocking at our front door like the FBI... she told homeworld where we lived... I mean look at her."

"Yea, she looks like she was hurt badly like Pearl was when I was first learning how to sword fight."

"Or, she was just given a fancy new set of clothing and status and this is just a fucken front to make us sympathize with the enemy!"

"Steven! She was trapped in a mirror for thousands of years."

"Yea, and you ever think to why she'd be trapped in a mirror if it weren't for being a double crossing backstabbing two sided bitch? Even she told the gems off for not knowing who she was like they had a clue in the first place... bitch."

"Steven, she was upset for being trapped for thousands of years... look at her... she looks so scared and lost."

"Yea, she's so lost and scared, and she totally knows who I am in every way, shape and form, because I'm totally a liar and she knows me better than I know myself... oh wait she doesn't know jackshit about me and then claimed that I wasn't who I said I was... then went back to the same people who put her into the fucking mirror in the first place. I don't trust her."

"Steven, I know that you and her got off on the wrong foot, but clearly she needs our help... please."

"UGH, fine, we will offer our help... if she does anything to piss me off I say we bounce... I'm not gonna waste my time to help someone who doesn't appreciate the help I've already given her."

"Steven, you healed her gem because you thought she was a tool..."

"Well, maybe she should have told Pearl in the 1000s of fucking years that she was in a mirror that she was actually a gem who was nice and trapped in a bad situation, but nah, fuck that idea, I guess."

"Steven, be nice... you don't know how it was to actually be in the mirror and forced to work all the time... maybe she never thought to ask for help because she didn't think it was an option to ask for help."

"Bull fucking shit, how the fuck are you able to capture and replay moments you've witnessed while in a mirror during a fucking war yet never witnessed someone yelling for back up or that they're trapped?? Cause she was talking to you but she was using moments she had watched and she replayed them in all sorts of orders to create cohesive sentences when she was talking with you, so I don't wanna hear that 'oh maybe she never thought to ask for help.' You are the perfect kind of person to be manipulated because you are so wonderful and kind and trusting and she's a bitch, who played you like a fucking fiddle."

Gem Steven's rage made the fusions left fist clench into a ball, wanting to punch this gem in the face for calling them disgusting. It was one thing for her to be upset about being trapped, he could understand being falsely accursed for crimes that he didn't commit since not even half an hour ago, he was confronted with Jasper calling him by his mothers name... hell, he even recalled Lars telling them off about how their 'weird' mom had ruined his chances with the cool kids, because NO ONE IN THAT GROUP HAD THE COMMON SENSE TO STAY OUT OF A TAPED OFF AREA THAT SAID "KEEP OUT" ALL OVER IT.

The fusion rolled their eyes before the pupils went from black to white as he went to talk to Lapis. Lapis seemed joyed to hear the familiar voice, until she turned around and saw the two of them fused together. It was already unheard of for two gems to fuse of different rankings to fuse, but a gem and a human, it was even more disgusting than two gems fusing. The look of disgust clear on her face, shot a small pang through the fusion's chest.

"Lapis... I can get you free." The fusion had stated despite Lapis' clear disgust in seeing them.

"Stop!"

"It's ok, Lapis, the barrier doesn't hurt me..."

"No, I don't want your help! Things were bad enough on Homeworld." She held herself. "I've already made too much trouble."

"See I told you she ratted us out."

"Steven, shhh."

"Once we get to homeworld, they are gonna decide what they are going to do with us... and it'd be best if you got out of that disgusting form you're using." Lapis remarked.

But this was not just some jerky teenager, or some dumbass from Steven's school, or a battle hardened gem who didn't know or bother to learn his name... this was someone his brother cared about openly calling them disgusting for just showcasing their close bond as brothers. It made his cheeks burn red with rage, but Human Steven's calming presence and gentle touch on his arm caused the fusion to mimic the motions of trying to hold back his arm from raising a hand against another person.

"Lapis... do you really wanna stay trapped in this prison instead of letting me help?"

"UGH, I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS." Ruby yelled in the middle of their conversation as she sped off. The fusion turned, Gem Steven shared the sentiment but Human Steven was determined to convince Lapis. He was her beach summer fun buddy after all.

"Steven... or whatever you call this thing, I don't know what you're trying to do, just stop. If we do everything they say they might go easy on us."

His pupils went from both being white to having the usual white and black with his left eye twitching from the sheer irritation that this gem is putting him through. "But they're mean... they hurt my friends, they hurt my face... they put you in a jail cell... and you're just gonna sit there and take it?? Because they might go easy on us??"

"That's why we can't fight them."

Steven Squared's eyes shifting colors to having black pupils again, the rage evident in his voice.

"That's why we should! This is not the kinda thing that my mom had stood for, she stood against the tyranny of homeworld, that's why this big war was fought for Earth and you're telling me to forget all that my mom fought for and to sit back and just let it happen?!"

Steven Squared looking Lapis in the eyes with his pure black pupils, while his right arm holds his left arm back, before it relaxes as he turns away so only the black diamond eye is looking back.

"Ugh, I don't expect you to understand a thing, you're just some freak. If you really valued your brother like you claim, you'd stop this nonsense and just go back to your cell and just let them decide what's best."

Steven Squared clenched his teeth shut, Gem Steven was this close to fighting this so called scared, lost, defenseless gem while she was in her cell, but Human Steven held him back.

"Steven, we don't have to keep trying to convince her... we should find the gems... we can try and help her later."

"No... I told you already that I am not going to waste my time with anyone who doesn't appreciate my help... if she'd rather have Homeworld punish her for crimes she didn't do, so be it."

"Steven..."

"No, don't 'steven' me with that tone of voice... er... internal echoey voice thing... I told you we'd offer she told us to fuck off, end of discussion... Like the other gem, we don't have time for this. We need to get the gems, and get back home."

"Fine.. you don't want our help.. enjoy your punishment while we get off this ship and leave you here since you clearly made your bed, I'll let you lie in it." Lapis held herself, and the fusion went to go find where the red gem had rushed off too.

Eventually, heading down just the right hallway with a branching hallway that the fusion hid in. As Peridot and Jasper had walked by. "We can't leave yet! The whole point of this mission was to check on the cluster!"

Jasper huffed irritated before slamming her fist on the wall by one of the sealed up cells. "STOP SINGING!"

"Go to Earth, they said... it'll be easy, they said." Peridot walking down the hallway not seeing the short fusion in the hallway adjacent before heading out as soon as the coast was clear, then walked to the gem who was in her cell, and singing again.

Peridot shrunk down a bit at the noise, before Jasper turned, "Rose Quartz take's priority." Peridot looked a bit irritated, as Jasper continued. "Go back to the bridge and set a course for Homeworld."

Peridot lingering behind before Jasper walks away.

"Thank you, Steven." She replied ducking under the others self made archway. The Sapphire in question was about Steven's height. She had a light blue short bob cut with an almost off white bluish tiara accessory, with a strapless dress that had a heart shaped top with blue shall that went over the darker blue dress that covered her legs, and she sported a pair of nearly full arm length gloves.

"Hey... I like your song." The fusion smiled, "You must be Sapphire... the other one said that was your voice."

"You escaped?"

He pushed through the barrier, letting her through the forcefield.

"Of course..." Much like before the fusion sounded like they were talking into a fan as the ushered her out the opening they made. "Come on it's safe."

Steven Squared paused, confused on how the other already knew his name, but before he was given time to respond with a thanks or ask how she knew his name. They heard the gem from before yell out Sapphire's name, and without so much as another word, the blue gem, held the fusion's hand and zoomed down the hall before they were at the other end of the hallway.

The two gems start smooching and hold each other close, Ruby scooping up Sapphire into her arms, and spinning around with the other as they giggled. Steven Squared paused, questioning if he should be watching this but couldn't look move to look away or cover his eyes, only to be met with the sight of the two of their forms merging into one another, revealing Garnet.

"Ruby!" She let go of Steven as the other two embarrassed each other.

"Did they hurt you?"

"No, no, I'm ok... Did they hurt you?"

"Who cares?"

"I do!"

"Garnet, you're a fusion?!"

"So are you!" She smiled and held his cheeks.

"We are??" He looked down at himself. "Oh right, I am... so uhh... did we make a good first impression?"

"Aww, Steven, we already love every part of you rather you're together or not." She holds the other close in a hug. Thought it was short lived with Jasper let out a bloodcurdling scream wondering where she was.

Steven Squared nodded, and headed out of the room that would be home to Garnet and Jasper's fight, eventually finding Amethyst and Pearl, freeing them, then heading to the control bridge catching Peridot off guard, she attempted to use a destabilizer on Steven Squared, but he held it despite the weird tingling it had given him, he snapped it in two, while Amethyst tied her up in a whip, while Pearl took over the controls. Steven Squared watching on the screen seeing Garnet and Jasper fighting, while Peridot then used the escape pod to leave and she was flung somewhere into the great North.

"It's Jasper. You need to find the others and get to the control bridge."

"We don't know where they are."

Garnet smiled and give them a kiss on the forehead passing their future vision to him briefly. "Haha, fusion vision... wait are you gonna be able to take her on all alone?"

"Don't worry Steven... I'm never alone." She replied with a wink.

Human Steven had a pang of worry about Lapis, and debated with his brother while still in the fusion on rather or not they could go back for her, only for Garnet to return and tell them that the ship was going to crash and to brace for impact.

"What about Lapis?!" Human Steven's worry evident in the fusion's voice. "There's no time!" Garnet replied. Before she huddled everyone into the corner as the ship had finally crashed into the side of the temple, making a massive explosion, spreading shrapnel everywhere.

It was calm only briefly until Jasper had crawled out of the debris of the destroyed handship. She huffed and puffed. It was surprising she didn't poof with the amount of energy she was hit with when she was knocked into the the ship's power source. She snarled upset, "Don't think you've won, you only beat me because you're a fusion...if I had someone to fuse with I'd.--" Jasper was interrupted mid sentence by Lapis pushing off other shrapnel. She huffed, seeing Jasper coming she tried to fly away only to but pulled back by Jasper.

Lion eventually seeing the explosion from where he was taking a nap, then went to go find the crystal gems, smelling out for the sent of Gem Steven's gemstone, eventually finding them. Lion had freed them from the rubble with a powerful destructive roar, then the bubble that the fusion of Stevens had created to keep them safe, had dropped the three of them giving him props for his quick thinking and faster actions.

"hey buddy." Steven Squared replied as Lion joined in on the cuddle pile, before Steven Squared gasped. "I can't believe you're a fusion all the time!"

"You met Ruby and Sapphire?"

"Oh no.... we were going to introduce you... Garnet, your plan."

"We were waiting for your birthday."

"We can still do it... we'll just pretend we didn't know. Honestly I kinda forgot that I was even a fusion myself... but something feels kinda right about being like this... kinda comforting." He replied, as they got up.

Jasper holding her by the wrist. "Aw, don't fly off so soon."

"Lapis!" Human Steven's worry for Lapis being justified in the moment when she was being held by the very same gem who hurt Garnet, who hurt him, who ruined his future birthday surprise, the gems as well as his own left arm had to hold the fusion back from trying to run to intercept Jasper and Lapis' interaction as Jasper continued to talk to Lapis.

"Lapis, listen, fuse with me."

"What??"

"How long did they keep you trapped her on this miserable hunk of rock?" She dropped her to where she landed on her knees on the dirty ground. "These gems... they are traitors to their homeworld. They kept you prisoner, they used you, this is your chance to take revenge!"

Lapis looked over at the gems, her gaze solely on Steven Squared, seeing the white pupils looking at her, begging, pleading silently with her. "Come on... just say yes."

"Lapis, don't do it. Please..." He was being held back by the gems, by his own left arm, but Human Steven's personality shining through, while Gem Steven's nagging thoughts were put on the back burner, as he held his tongue hoping hoping maybe Lapis could see the right decsion.

Lapis look shifted into anger, how dare this abomination order her around. Then she turned to Jasper and held out her hand, in which Jasper took it. they danced. "Lapis No!"

Their gems glowing before the two of them fused into a massive fusion sporting 6 arms, featuring traits from both the Lapis Lazuli and the Jasper, before the fusion laughed raising the ocean to form some sort of shaky wave before the fusion itself was surprised by the water taking form of ice chains. It was clear that Lapis was was in control of that moment, Jasper trying to separate the fusion but the ice chains held them together the fusion in Lapis' voice telling them, "I'm sick and tired of everyone always using me for some sort of gain... I was their prisoner, I was your prisoner, and now your my prisoner and we're staying on this miserable planet, TOGETHER." Then they were dragged out of sight by the Earth's ocean that Lapis had control over.

Steven Squared looked out on the water, before the two of them unfused. Both of them sporting a black eye over their right eyes. Gem Steven's was more of a pink rose patterned bruise while Human Steven's looked more like a traditional bruise. Lion went over to comfort them while placing cookie on the ground between the two of them, laying down in a protective manor over the three of them, while Pearl double checked over both of their bruises worried about how the Steven's were handling having black eyes.

[soulcluster]

here it is, what no one asked for: my ship bias list under a read more cause oof it's long

main roster

disney hans — anna, kristoff

dragon age blackwall — josie, inquisitor colum cousland — morrigan, anora, zevran fenris — hawke, isabela, bethany kaitlyn hawke — varric, fenris, cullen, alistair, loghain roland gilmore — cousland, bethany

dragon ball z android 18 — krillin bulma briefs — vegeta, goku cell — ....honestly just send me your ideas dende — gohan goku — chi-chi, bulma piccolo — bulma trunks briefs (future) — none yet

final fantasy aerith — cloud, tifa, sephiroth cid highwind — reeve, tifa clive rosfield — jill, cid cloud — aerith yuna — tidus, baralai

fire emblem citrinne — none yet cyril — lysithea eirika — seth, saleh, cormag ephraim — forde, gerik, tethys, marisa, tana frederick — olivia, sumia, cherche gerome — cynthia, lucina, laurent kagetsu — alear nel — none yet olivia — frederick, lon'qu, gregor seteth — jeralt, hanneman

fma: brotherhood ed — winry ling yao — lan fan riza — roy

harvest moon chelsea — vaughn kai — popuri, karen, leia mark (awl) — muffy molly (ap) — candace, phoebe, renee popuri — gray, karen, kai soseki — none yet vaughn — chelsea

the last unicorn amalthea — lir

legend of zelda link — mipha, malon malon — link mipha — link, zelda, revali zelda — ganondorf

marvel 616 adam warlock — gamora drax — mantis gamora — adam warlock, angela, tony stark peter quill — none yet rocket — lylla

mortal kombat fujin — none yet jax — sonja, vera takeda — jacqui

my time gwen/oc — logan, unsuur, owen, qi, heidi logan — fang, grace, builder

persona kotone — shinjiro, akihiko, ryoji ren — yoshizawa, ann, futaba, shiho, ryuji ryuji — joker, ann shiho — ann, joker shinjiro — kotone

resident evil leon — claire rebecca — none yet

star wars briayla/oc — corso, darmas, theron, lana doc — jedi knight kihanda/oc — doc, obi-wan

stardew valley abigail — sam, leah, penny, farmer eris/oc — harvey harvey — farmer

studio ghibli arrietty — spiller baron — baroness kiki — none yet pazu — sheeta

tales of kratos — anna, raine lailah — zaveid

threads of fate rue — none yet

tomb raider jonah — abigaile lara — sam, jaocb sam — lara

request roster

chrono trigger/cross serge — leena magus — none yet

cyberpunk 2077 takemura — none yet v/oc — none yet

DC lucifer — mazikeen soarnik natu — none yet

disney jack skellington — sally jane porter — tarzan, belle

final fantasy basch — none yet fran — balthier penelo — none yet zidane — garnet/dagger

fire emblem byleth — dimitri, claude, hanneman, shamir deirdre — sigurd franz — none yet gregory — none yet marianne — byleth, dimitri mikoto — yukimura, gunter quan — ethlyn rhys — none yet silas — corrin

harvest moon calvin — farmer lyla — basil, louis muffy — farmer, griffin, nami

legend of dragoon dart — shana lavitz — rose

mass effect garrus — shepard jeff/joker — shepard zaeed — shepard

metal gear solid cécile — kaz gray fox — none yet quiet — venom snake solid snake — hal, meryl

my hero academia tenya iida — ochako mina ashido — none yet

once upon a time belle — emma, ruby, ariel, killian, neal emma swan — neal, belle, ruby, graham grace — henry jefferson — belle, graham, robin, ruby milah — graham, robin, killian neal — emma, belle, robin, graham

rune factory felicity — raguna russell — none yet

tales of zaveid — lailah

*note 1: for any oc type characters I have a preference for (inquisitor, hawke, builder, assorted farmers, shepard, etc.), shipping will depend on that muse's character and if it works with my muse.

**note 2: just because a ship isn't on here doesn't mean I wouldn't ship it at all, except in the rare case of a notp

***notps: aerith/zack, cloud/tifa. these are only in a romantic sense, platonic is fine. if you see me shipping these it's because I'm close with the other mun

[wonderlanddragon8]

My Pearl - thoughts

Thoughts on ‘My Pearl’ in Rose’s Scabbard 

I never thought that it was a term of ownership, that’s simply not the scene, but either did the idea that she was calling her a superior make any sense to me, Pearl is literally kneeling to her in the scene. If you want to put her as an equal, shouldn’t you start by asking her to stand up? Wouldn’t Pearl with her feelings of worthlessness protest a claim she was superior to her own Diamond? I wondered if it was a romantic term, as we see ruby and sapphire referring to each other as ‘my’ like that. 

But then I found this interview from Rebecca Sugar https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qg3SR22g9ME where she makes it clear that ‘My’ is only used to refer to superiors and that there was  ‘a lot more going on in that scene’. And I really started wondering, what did it really mean? Pearl does not act like she’d been put on equal footing to a diamond, her expression does not change, she does not get up from the ground, she’s been told this before and it has not changed how she views herself as Pink/ Rose’s slave. She does say “you’re wonderful” clearly complimented, but nothing else. 

And where did ruby and sapphire learn to call each other ‘my’? There aren’t any romantic relationships on homeworld, there are barely even friendships among same gem types. But that’s the thing. There is no real way to show affection to another gem, this was the problem that Rose and Pearl found as they began to form their friendship. Pearl has no problem showing how she appreciates her diamond, a far superior gem to her, homeworld has been built showing her how to bow and dance and sing and ‘my diamond’ and live purely for Pink Diamond, but what is pink supposed to do? 

So Pink would look at how others treat her, not her fellow diamonds because she doesn’t want to be like them, but her court. And her court tells her how much they appreciate her by calling her ‘My’. Pink would actually think less of this than a lower ranked gem would, because everyone calls her ‘my’, instead of only a handful of gems. I don’t think she ever meant it to tell Pearl was superior to her. I think it was the only way homeworld gave her to tell Pearl she valued her at all.

Pearl has learned Rose is just saying “I care” “I value you” “you matter to me” in the only language she has, which is why she accepts it rather than arguing Rose’s superiority. With this in mind, knowing that this scene happened before they started fighting for earth, and so before they met Garnet, I think that ruby and sapphire actually learned to call each other “my laffy sappy” from them as opposed to the other way around. 

[red-black-aesthetic-bout]

Round one matchups under the cut!!

EDIT: ROUND ONE IS CLOSED. CHECK PINNED FOR ROUND TWO

Bracket 1

Ruby Rose (RWBY) vs. Vanitas (Kingdom Hearts)

Mello (Death Note) vs. Rhaenyra Targaryern (House of the Dragon)

Kuga Yuma (World Trigger) vs. Kiki (Kiki's Delivery Service)

Clifford (Clifford the Big Red Dog) vs. Dracula (Castlevania)

Kai Satou (Your Turn to Die) vs. Ladybugs/Ladybirds (real life)

Zuko (Avatar: the Last Airbender) vs. Kuro (Katamari)

Kate (Shadows House) vs. The Cat (Ghost Trick)

Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch (Marvel comics) vs. Red X (Teen Titans)

Elric of Melniboné (The Elric Saga/Michael Moorcock's Eternal Champion Multiverse) vs. Naomi Armitage (Armitage the Third)

Alucard (Hellsing Ultimate) vs Keith Kogane (Voltron: Legendary Defenders)

Lance (Sym Bionic Titan) vs. Panpeus (Gitaroo Man)

Six-Eared Macaque (Lego Monkie Kid) vs. Flick (Animal Crossing)

Watchdog (Jupiter-Men) vs. Crowley (Good Omens)

Eye of Sauron (Lord of the Rings) vs. Giant Horse (Breath of the Wild)

Razer (Jak X: Combat Racing) vs. Kieran Valentine (Monster High: Why Do Ghouls Fall In Love?)

Wei Wuxian (The Untamed/MDZS) vs. Yifa Snorgelsson (Dimension 20: Neverafter)

Shadow the Hedgehog (Sonic the Hedgehog) vs. Black Sonichu/Blake (CWC's Sonichu)

Sailor Mars (Sailor Moon) vs. The Toy Soldier (The Mechanisms)

Ada Wong (Resident Evil) vs. Jack Spicer (Xiaolin Showdown)

Top Hat (The Nightly Manner) vs. Marceline the Vampire Queen (Adventure Time)

Parr Family/The Incredibles (The Incredibles) vs. Pioneer 9 (17776 and 20020)

Guilmon (Digimon) vs. Julian Devorak (The Arcana)

Miles Edgeworth (Ace Attorney) vs. Sundancer (Worm - Parahumans)

Hal 9000 (2001: A Space Oddyssey) vs. Eas/Cure Passion (Fresh Precure)

Harley Quinn (DC comics) vs. Itachi Uchiha (Naruto)

Scorpia (She-ra and the Princesses of Power) vs. Redcloak (Order of the Stick)

Scarlet Kingsnake (real life) vs. Hornet (Hollow Knight)

Maka Albarn (Soul Eater) vs. Toa Tahu (Bionicle)

Thorn (Scooby Doo and the Witch's Ghost) vs. Litten (Pokémon)

Maned Wolf (real life) vs. Orko (He-Man)

Rebecca Rubin (American Girl Dolls) vs. Lucifer (Obey Me)

Death the Wolf/The Wolf/Lobo/Death etc. (Puss in Boots: the Last Wish) vs. Joker (Persona 5) Bracket 2

Miles Morales/Spiderman (Marvel comics) vs. Cynder (Spyro)

Edelgard von Hresvelg (Fire Emblem franchise) vs. Sanguine (The Elder Scrolls)

Artegor Nexus (Galactik Football) vs. Beidou (Genshin Impact)

Barb (Trolls) vs. Mao Mao (Mao Mao Heroes of Pure Heart)

Wrathion, the Black Prince (World of Warcraft) vs. Vox Akuma (Nijisanji En)

Romeo (Minecraft: Story Mode) vs. Hua Cheng (Heaven Official's Blessing/TGCF)

Sharkface (Red vs. Blue) vs. Ashley (WarioWare)

Carmen Sandiego (Carmen Sandiego) vs. Beatrice (Umineko no Naku Koro ni)

Claire Stanfield/Felix Walken (Baccano!) vs. Deathgripper (How to Train your Dragon)

Default Mii Brawler (Super Smash Bros Ultimate) vs. Silver (Pokemon franchise)

Joui Jouki (Ordem Paranormal) vs. Banica Conchita (Evillious Chronicles)

Dreadking Rathalos (Monster Hunter Generations) vs. Black Widow Spider (real life)

Celestia Ludenberg (Danganronpa) vs. Gira/Kuwagata Ohger (Ohsama Sentai: King Ohger)

Garnet (Steven Universe) vs. Black Knight (Monty Python and the Holy Grail)

Scott Summers/Cyclops (X-men) vs. Heather Chandler (Heathers)

Lon (Sendokai champions) vs. Edward Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Darth Maul (Star Wars) vs. Detective Turret (Portal 2)

Easthies (Witch Hat Atelier) vs. Grim (Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy)

Zagreus (Hades) vs. Freddy Kreuger (A Nightmare on Elm Street)

Black Rose Dragon (Yu-Gi-Oh!) vs. Marian Hawke (Dragon Age 2)

Michael Burnham (Stark Trek franchise) vs. Mapo Tofu (Food Fantasy)

Flapjack (The Owl House) vs. Marinette Dupain-Cheng/Ladybug (Miraculous Ladybug)

Red-winged Blackbird (real life) vs. Pucca (Pucca)

Overblot Riddle (Twisted Wonderland) vs. Quattro Bajeena (Mobile Suit Gundam franchise)

Pyramid Head (Silent Hill) vs. Lord Hater (Wander Over Yonder)

Sigmund Sinclair (The Reckoning) vs. Vash the Stampede (Trigun 98/Trigun Maximum)

Ranma Saotome (Ranma 1/2) vs. Valerie Gray (Danny Phantom)

Mephone 4s (Inanimate Insanity) vs. Regina (Doki Doki Precure)

Mordecai Heller (Lackadaisy) vs. Sideswipe (Transformers G1)

Satan (Lil Nas X's Montero music video, and also Christianity or something) vs. Zealot Carmainerose (Epic 7)

Zero (Code Geass) vs. Yor Briar (Spy x Family)

Vincent Valentine (Final Fantasy franchise) vs. Ryuko Matoi (Kill la Kill)

THESE ARE OUR CONTESTANTS. NOW WHO'S READY TO RUMBLE!!!!!!

[starman-waiting-in-the-sky07]

characters im considering for the hunger games simulator, got any more?

Goku Vegeta Frieza Piccilo Ikuro Hashizawa Usagi Tsukino Yami Yugi Blue Eyes White Dragon Monkey D. Luffy Naruto Jonathon Joestar Robert E.O Speedwagon Dio Brando (part 1) Joseph Joestar Caesar Zeppeli Rudol Von Strohiem Kars Jotaro Kujo Old Joseph Noriaki Kakyoin Muhammed Avdol Jean Pierre Polnareff DIO Josuke Higashkita Okuyasu Nijimura Rohan Kishibe Yoshikage Kira Giorno Giovanna Narancia Ghirga Diavalo Joylne Cujoh Foo Fighters Enrico Pucci Johnny Joestar Gyro Zeppeli Funny Valentine Scott Pilgrim Laios Marcille Senshi Izutsumi Mickey Mouse Donald Duck Goofy Pluto Minnie Mouse Daisy Duck Max Goof Pete Chip 'n' Dale Bugs Bunny Daffy Duck Tazmanian Devil Roadrunner Wile E. Coyote Elmer Fudd Tom And Jerry Scooby Doo Shaggy Velma Fred Daphne Winnie Tigger Eeyore Popeye Olive Oyl Bluto Papa Smurf Smurfette Clumsy Smurf Vanity Smurf Gargamel Danger Mouse Penfold Colonel K Baron Greenback He-Man Skeletor Thomas The Tank Engine Fat Conductor Optimus Prime Postman Pat Fireman Sam Leonardo Shredder Homer Simpson Marge Simpson Bart Simpson Lisa Simpson Maggie Simpson Moe Syslak Krusty The Clown Clancy Wiggum Fat Tony Mr. Burns Smithers Lenny and Carl Seymour Skinner Sherri and Terri Dr. Frink Sideshow Bob Milhouse Ned Flanders Apu Nahasapeemapetilon Grampa Bob The Builder Jimmy Neutron Peter Griffin Lois Griffin Meg Griffin Stewie Griffin Brian Griffin Fry Leela Bender Prof. Farnsworth Amy Wong Hermes Conrad Dr. Zoidberg Nibbler Richard Nixon's Head In A Jar Scruffy Spongebob Squarepants Patrick Star Squidward Tentacles Mr. Krabs Sandy Cheeks Plankton Zim Samuri Jack Kim Possible Wallace Gromit Aang Toph Prince Zuko Phineas Ferb Baljeet Buford Isabelle Candace Perry The Platypus Dr. Doofenshmirtz Finn The Human Jake The Dog Princess Bubblegum Ice Wizard Mordecai Rigby Twilight Sparkle Bob Belcher Linda Belcher Tina Belcher Gene Belcher Louise Belcher Teddy Mr. Frond Jimmy Pesto Gumball Watterson Darwin Watterson Dipper Pines Mabel Pines Grunkle Stan Soos Wendy Old Man McGucket Lil' Gideon Pacifica Northwest Bill Cipher Templeton Steven Universe Garnet Rick Morty Star Butterfly Marco Tom Kelly Ludo Avarius Toffee Milo Murphy Scrooge McDuck Huey, Dewey And Louie Webby Vanderquack Launchpad Della Duck Lena Ma Beagle Flintheart Glomgold Magica DeSpell Adora Catra Glimmer Hordak Cricket Tilly Gramma Anne Boonchuy Sasha Waybright Marcy Wu Hop Pop Sprig Plantar Polly Plantar Maddie Ivy Sundew Leopold Loggle Grime Lady Olivia King Andrias The Core Mr And Mrs Boonchuy Luz Noceda Camila Noceda Eda Clawthorne King Clawthorne Vee Willow Park Gus Porter Amity Blight Hunter Raine Whispers Lilith Clawthorne Hooty Boscha Kikimora Belos The Collector Molly McGee Scratch Libby Andrea Courtney Pim Charlie Mr. Boss Mr. Frog Homestar Runner Strong Bad Salad Fingers Charlie The Unicorn Double King Skidd And Pumpy Runmo The Meatball Man The Bonekeeper Uzi N V J Tessa The Absolute Solver Big D Rocky Rickaby Pomni Caine Jax Gangle Kinger Skibidi Toilet Kid Vampire Bubby Tina Nabiu King Kong The Seven Dwarfs Snow White Godzilla Mothra Bilbo Baggins Frodo Baggins Aragorn Legolas Gimli Gandalf Gollum Sauron Mary Poppins Gomez Adams Luke Skywalker Darth Vader Jar Jar Binks Indiana Jones James Bond E.T Terminator Aladdin Genie Jafar Jack Skellington Woody Buzz Lightyear Jessie Emperor Zurg Harry Potter Ron Weasley Hermione Granger Dumbledore Voldemort Neo Iron Giant Ginger Mrs. Tweedy Shrek Donkey Fiona Puss In Boots Fairy Godmother Lord Farquaad Coraline Other Mother Wall-E Eve Gru Margo Edith Agnes Dr. Nefario Mr. Incredible Katniss Peeta Fred Flintstone Barney Rubble The Doctor Rose Tyler Ruby Sunday Amy Pond River Song Captain Jack Harkniss Kate Lethbridge-Stewart Weeping Angel Cyberman Dalek Sek Davros The Master Tinky Winky Dipsy Laa-Laa Po Red Ranger Count Olaf Arthur Dent Ford Prefect Zaphod Beeblebrox Slartibartfast Marvin The Robot Walter White Jesse Pinkman Saul Goodman Alison Cooper Mike Thomas Julian Pat Captain Omniman Mr. Strong

[eleneressea]

@auroramama replied to your post “in any russingon baby AU, please imagine feanor...”:

Carnimírië is such a perfect name. I want to see it used for a living red-crowned Elf, and I want Quickbeam's blessing on them.

​ah, someone's recognized my shameless name-thievery! elves can be named for trees, as a treat. she is indeed a redhead (like her Atto ^v^) and Fëanor makes sure she is given lots of circlets with rubies and garnets on them.

I should write a little ficlet in which she meets Quickbeam and/or the other Carnimírië. do ents go to Valinor when they die? if the dwarves go to Aulë's halls then the ents probably go to Yavanna's keeping.

[inky-duchess]

May I present my OC:

Varvara “V”, Morozova, leader of the crime syndicate also known as the Five Fingered Devils and all-around businesswoman.

Varvara is called “V” (which means 5 in Latin) for the 5 people she murdered her way to power and for the name of her gang.

Known for her infamous string of red-hued jewels around her neck- rubies, garnets, bloodstones- which have been likened to teardrops of blood “after she’s finished with you”, Varvara has carved out a place for herself in a man’s world through her quick wits, ability to backstab, charm and ability to known how to turn a situation to her advantage by pleading the damsel in distress.

name: Varvara Morozova

nicknames: V, Vi Var

age: 21

gender: cis female, she/her

sexuality: uses bisexual or pansexual interchangeably

zodiac: leo

personality: sharp, quick-witted, cunning, willing to use people misconceptions of her as a woman to her advantage.

rank: leader of the five fingered devils, runs a small club on the side- specialising in assassinations, drug fencing etc.

birthplace: The Gold District

relationship with the characters: Varvara and the Burrow’s maintain a shaky peace though she delights in tormenting them by frequenting Kiva’s club and poaching his staff- to needle him (it amuses her)

birthday: August 3rd

backstory: Varvara grew up in the Gold District- daughter of a wealthy Archduke and a Countess- though was often bored with the squalor of having to sit around all day and do needlework as “a proper lady should do”- and began exploring the city with her friend Konstantin when she was 13.

 Two years later, Varvara ran into a section of what would later be the Vereslo, and they recruited Konstantin to their cause- to Varvara’s anger. Varvara heard of murmurs of dissent amongst the street, of cries for the Royal Family to be dismantled- though dismissed it as propaganda.

Varvara’s father journeyed to the Palace to stop what was happening once he heard of the news (hoping to be rewarded for his bravery-his great-great grandfather was granted his Duke title for helping hold off rebels and Varvara’s father wanted to step out of his shadow) though was slew by the rebels in the process- causing the family’s assets to be liquified.

Varvara fled a few months later- her mother attempted to marry Varsara off in order to gain some semblance of wealth- and joined a few gangs, though she found none to her liking.

While running a job (aged 16-on the verge of 17), Varvara ran into Konstantin who was now a member of the newly-formed Vereslo.

Only now Konstantin was…different. The mischievous gleam in his eyes was snuffed out, replaced by a cold glint, rigid spine, face as though hewn of marble and a silver-tipped bayonet ready to cut bone. One of the other soldiers tried to take Varsara in for questioning and Konstantin watched as he grappled with her when she resisted- strangling her which left semi-permanent bruises on her neck- before he pulled the soldier off of her- coming back to his senses when he realised, she was going to die- the soldier enraged attacked Konstantin.

 A few Burrow members saw the commotion and thought that Varsara- a seeming street urchin- was being jumped by two police officers- and rushed to intervene, fatally wounding Konstantin in the process who died.

Varsara was enraged at the Burrow members for this and vowed vengeance on them-leading her to form a gang of her own. She murdered those select Burrow members over the years- going silent then striking when they let down their guard.

She walks a razors edge between despising and taunting the Burrow- and their relationship is uneasy overall.

Varsara encountered a few Burrow members over the years- Nikolai (who she emphasised with), Kiva (who she flirted with- to annoy him- and they have a rival-like relationship) and Art (who she admires)

fashion: off-the-shoulder velvets dresses that are in bold hues to draw attention and revealing (Since the Lost Prince world is sadly rife with sexism, I imagine girls have to cover up their skin/not wear revealing clothes-Varvara walks a fine  line between dangerous ad disobedience by wearing revealing outfits to defy that) Varvara also wears luxurious fur coats, smoking jackets, stilettos (which double as weapons!)

trivia:

-Varsara covers the bruises on her neck with makeup

-Varsara (probably) has undiagnosed PTSD. She occasionally has nightmares of seeing Konstantin’s dead corpse as he croaks out “You betrayed me”

her triggers are:

-being pinned down

-the verselo/authority figures

-sudden movements

-the smell of rain/mud- it reminds her of the incident which took place on a rainy street.

[detournementsmineurs]

“Bodice Ornament" in silver, enamel, rock crystal and coloured foils (circa 1650), "Adriana Jacobsdr. Hinlopen" by Lodewijk van der Helst (1667), "Bow Ornament" in gold, enamel, rubies and pearls (circa 1660-70), "Bodice Ornament" with hessonite garnets (1680-1700) and "Bodice Ornament" in yellow gold and emeralds (1680-1700) presented in “A History of Jewellery: Bedazzled (part 3: Baroque Splendour)” by Beatriz Chadour-Sampson - International Jewellery Historian and Author - for the V&A Academy online, February 2024.

[lyteandronix]

Pink D's Power Gems and Rowdy Stones

Red Coral (based on Blossom)

Malaya Garnet (based on Brick)

Ceylon Ruby (based on Liura)

Cinnabar (based on Sungjoo)

Idol Rose Quartz (based on Naiko)

Poudretteite (based on Jimin)

Chevron Amethyst (based on Bliss)

Roselite (based on Bright)

Tanzanite (based on RBT/Sho)

Phosphosiderite (based on V)

[queersrus]

Hi, Fukase anon here! Sorry, It never occurred to me that people may have a hard time coming up with things for characters they don't know a lot about. Sorry :( /gen

Anyways, I really love the clown and red theme ideas! Also, since Vocaloid is technically a music software, I was thinking some music-themed names as well! Also, as long as this isn't too specific, could you maybe do some X-themed things since there's a lot of Xs in his design?

I also like the idea of the darker, edgier themes, but I'd rather not have anything explicitly horror/slasher/demon related... as someone who kins Fukase, being associated with that stuff brings back some rough memories :( /nm

I'm sorry if I'm being too specific or picky or anything like that, and I hope everything I've said makes sense! Once again, thank you in advance :)

no worries!!

heres some names and pronouns based of red, clown, dark/edgy themes and the letter x!

Music names:

muse, musa, musica, musette harmony melody, mic, major, minor clef, capelle, capella, cord, chorus note key tone, tempo, timbre bar, beat, bridge, bass, blue, blues sheet, strum, song, singer, sang, string, sonata, soul acoust, adagio, allegro, andante, arpeggio, amp, alto, aria instro, instra, instrumenta rythm/rhythm, ryme/rhyme, rock, rocker orchest, orchestra pitch, pop funk

list here, here

red names:

Altemur, altan, autumn, apple, amaranth, alhambra, alroy danla, desire, desiree parichat, phoenix, pepper, poppy/poppie cher, cherry/cherrie/cherri, crimson, clifford, copper, candy/candie, currant, carmine, carmin, chili, coral, corsen, clancy maroon, merlot, mahogany, mohagan blood, brick, berry/berrie, blush, burgundy, barn, burn, blaze ruby, rust, rusty, rose, raspberry, redd, rede, redde, reder, redi/redie/redy, reddet/redet/reddett/reddette/redett/redette, redeta/reddeta/reddetta/reddeta, redin/redine, redina, redino, roso/rosso, rufus/rufous, rowan, rosa, rosie, roisin, rory, radley, rudyard, radcliff, redmond, redman, rumo, russel/russell, rohan, redford, rufina, reeding/reading, reed, rogan, roone, roth garnet, ginger, gough scarlet, sangria, strawberry, sienna, sorrel/sorrell jam wine, watermelon fire, flame, ferrari, flan/flann, flannel, flanner, flannery, flyn/flynn, flanna vermilion, venetia imperia tart, torch hazel, harkin

clown names:

Joseph, john, joey grock oleg emmett/emet/emmet/emett bozo, barry ronald krusty penny, pogo, pinto charles sunshine weary, willie albert, antonio, arthur daniel, david, demitri/dimitri, Demetrius/demitrius tinsel

actually found a whole wiki here

Dark/Edgy names:

dusk, dagger, draven, drake, draco, damon/daemon, damion/damien/damian grey/gray, gunner/gunnar, greer keir, khaos, knox, kestrel umbra, umbro poison, pain/payne asteroth/astaroth, asher, ammo, astrid chaos, crow, coen, chase, casper, caspian, cassian, carter, cage, colton hades, hemlock, hex, hunter, hawk, harper somber, sombre, sombra, serpent, snake, saber, stone, storm, slade/slayde, sparrow, salem, snow, smoke, slayer necro, natrix, nox, nix, nyx, nero, nash branwen, briar, blackwell, blade/blaid, blair, blase/blaze/blaise raven, reven, requiem, rhapsody/rapsody, rogue, ryder, ryker, raze, razer eris, elysium, ebony jinx, jett/jet, jack, jason lucien, lucius, lock/locke viper, venom, vlad, vane/vain/vein, veil, vee/v wolf/wolfe trix/tryx, trixie, thorn, tyren/tyrin, tirent, torrent, tyranny, toxin, tank, tempest, tanner zeke, zena fox, flask, falkner, falkon/falcon onyx/onix, obsidian xena

X names:

xen/xene, xavier, xena, xeno, xenon, xeon, xero, xerox, xyx, xyr/xyre, xyra, xray, xeny/xenny/xenie, xenia, xander/xzander, xyla, xyler/xylar, xia, xavi, xylia, xylitol, xioa, xu, xan, xanth/xanthe, xanthus, xavia, Xinjiang, xinia, xenophon/xenophone, xayvion/xavion, xochitl, xio, xion, xiona, xiomara, ximena, xanthia

many here

red 3rd p pronouns:

list here and here

clown 3rd p pronouns:

list here and here

edgy/dark 3rd p pronouns:

list here, here

x 3rd p pronouns:

xe/xem, xy/xem, xy/xyr, xe/xyr, xy/lo, xylo/phone xyi/lotl, x/x's, ex/ex's, ex/exes, xay/xem, xay/xyr, xie/xem, xie/xyr xe/no, xeno/xenos, xeno/morph, cross/crossed, cross/crosses, x'ed/out, exed/out, ex/amble

hope these help!

[dinarose01]

Scene-Stealing Crystals: A Focus on Precious v/s Semi-Precious Stones

Gemstones are prevalent these days as they are used to make engagement rings. People are stopping the cliche of using diamonds for their engagement or wedding ring and selecting gemstone rings for their special day. But it is important to address that their gemstones can be either Precious or Semi-precious. You can choose a Ruby ring or a Garnet ring, what ever is best suitable for you.