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[aphroditelovesu]

Since requests are closing in a few days, I just wanted to put another one in. No rush go get it done of course!

I want to request a oneshot/reaction where Alexander gives reader a really, REALLY expensive necklace. Maybe it's a wedding present, a just because present , or something following the birth of the twins. You can decide what you want to do with that 😁!

Also, I keep picturing a necklace made of opal??? Not only is it a stunning gem stone, but it was also thought to be the tears of Zeus in ancient Greece, which would be an interesting tie to Alexander. Again, it's just a suggestion. You can use whatever gemstone you want!

Thanks, and take care ❤️❤️❤️!

--O-

❝ 📜— lady l: this had been sitting in my drafts for a while and I finally decided to write it. I got a little carried away, so it's a little big, but I hope you like it and if you want to order anything else, feel free, anon! Good reading and forgive me for any mistakes! ❤️

❝tw: none, just fluff and very soft!Alexander.

❝📜pairing: yandere!alexander the great x female!reader.

❝word count: 1,308.

Alexander wanted to find something to give you. Something expensive and extravagant, something that would leave you impressed.

He felt like he owed you that. Not only had you given birth to his children, but you were loved by him and he wanted to please you. He thought of several options: a horse, silk clothes, food and even drink. He still wasn't sure what you might like.

Until he had an idea after talking to Hephaestion. He was the one who gave you the idea of giving you a necklace made from a special and rare gem. And he knew it was the right choice to make.

It was no easy task to get a merchant to have the necklace he liked and deemed worthy of you to wear around your delicate neck, but after the fifth try with a different merchant, he finally knew what your gift should be. He decided to gift you with an opal necklace, a jewel that reflected the beauty and mystery of his passion.

It would change color and he would know that it would look beautiful and graceful on your neck. Everything about you was beautiful and graceful, so the necklace would only stand out on you and no one else.

This opulent piece was adorned with the most dazzling opals that could be found in the entire Empire. Each stone sparkled with vibrant colors, dancing like the aurora borealis reflected in the starry night. The necklace was a unique treasure, a harmony of opalescent hues, displaying hues of celestial blue, emerald green, and royal purple.

The merchant who sold it told him a story about the necklace and it was this story that convinced him to buy it. According to the Persian merchant, legend said that opals were gifts from star spirits, who bestowed their blessings on those who used them with love and wisdom. The necklace was not just a piece of jewelry, but a source of magical power. Its colors and reflections were believed to contain the essence of nature, connecting the wearer to the spiritual realms and bringing fortune and protection.

Whoever owned the opal necklace was seen as a keeper of ancient secrets, an heir to the ancient magic that flowed through the precious stones. It was said that opal possessed the ability to amplify intuition and creativity, allowing the wearer to see beyond the ordinary, opening doors to new possibilities and inspiration.

After this explanation, Alexander knew that this necklace must be yours. Not just because of your story, but because of who you were. From when you really came. No one was more worthy than you.

There was also another version of the story that convinced him to buy it. Knowing how religious Alexander was, the merchant also told him that the opal was made from the tears of Zeus. Long ago, at the beginning of Greek civilization, when the gods walked among mortals, Zeus, the mighty king of the gods, shed tears of joy and sorrow over human fate. These tears, upon touching the earth, transformed into radiant stones known as opals, carrying within them the duality of emotions of the great god.

Thus was born the opal, a legendary gem forged by Zeus' own tears. Each stone was shaped from divine emotions, capturing the essence of heaven and earth. Its unique iridescence reflected not only the colors of the rainbow, but also the contrasting feelings of joy and sadness, hope and despair, harmonized in an eternal dance of light and shadow. Ancient sages believed that the necklace was not just a manifestation of beauty, but rather a link between mortals and the gods. It was said that whoever wore the opal necklace would be enveloped in the protection of Zeus and would have the divine wisdom to navigate life's challenges.

And maybe when little Aella grew up, he could give her a necklace similar to the one he chose for you.

He smiled at the thought and with the necklace inside a small wooden box with gold ornaments, he walked to the room you shared in the Babylonian palace. Straightening his posture, Alexander knocked on the door and after hearing a soft ''come in'', he opened the door and smiled widely when he saw you sitting in a padded chair with Aella in one arm and Cyrus in the other. He fell silent when he realized the twins were asleep.

You looked at him and smiled softly when you saw what he had in his hands. Alexander placed the box on a table next to the bed and approached you, carefully taking Cyrus in his arm. You smiled lovingly when you saw him cuddling the baby in his arms.

Whispering, Alexander says, ''I have something for you.''

You smiled and asked curiously, ''What is it?''

Alexander carefully picked up the box with the arm that wasn't swinging Cyrus and placed him on your lap, looking at you expectantly. You smiled and opened the box with a little difficulty due to the sleeping child in your arms. Your eyes widened when you saw the lush opal necklace. You had never seen such beautiful jewelry.

Alexander, who was watching you like a hawk, smiled at you.

''Alexander, that's…'' You swallowed and took the necklace in your hand, carefully observing its details. The necklace was a magnificent piece, a heavenly masterpiece that captivated the eyes of all who dared to gaze upon it. Every aspect of the necklace was a symphony of intertwined beauty and magic.

The centerpiece of the necklace consisted of a main opal, a generously sized gem that radiated an unparalleled iridescent glow. This central opal was an explosion of celestial color, with soft, shimmering hues that moved like an aurora borealis trapped within the gemstone. Its tones ranged from the deep blue of twilight to the lush green of enchanted forests, and occasional glimpses of the deep red of divine fire.

Around the main opal, a series of smaller opals were skillfully arranged, forming a necklace that seemed to have been woven by the stars' own hand. Each smaller gem had its own color personality, some glowing an ethereal blue, others a crystalline green, and still others with purple and gold hues reminiscent of the sun setting over distant mountains.

The structure of the necklace was as intricate as the reflections of the opals. Delicate strands of gold wove between the gems, creating a sparkling frame that complemented the iridescence of the opals. Small, intricate metal sculptures, decorated with designs that resembled star constellations, adorned the necklace, giving it an aura of ancient magic.

''Do you like it?'' Alexander asked after you remained silent, observing the necklace with a strange expression.

''I loved it.'' You whispered, admiring the necklace. Alexander walked over to you and took the necklace from your hands and placed Cyrus back in your arms, careful not to wake him. He stood behind you and removed your hair from your neck, placing the magnificent necklace around your neck. You closed your eyes when you felt the touch of his calloused fingers on your skin and sighed when the necklace was placed on you.

''I'm glad, it suits you.'' He kissed your neck affectionately and you closed your eyes, smiling.

Alexander leaned closer to your ear and whispered, ''When I heard the story about the opal… I knew it would have to be yours and yours alone.''

You opened your eyes and turned your head, looking at him. ''And what is this story?''

Alexander smiled widely and after kissing your forehead, he began to tell you both stories he had heard from the merchant. You just listened in silence, delighting in his words, with your sleeping children on your arm and the weight of the beautiful necklace around your neck.

Your small, loving family.

[oizysian]

Closer | Wanda Maximoff

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader Warnings: dark!wanda, breeding, self harm, mind control, manipulation, slight dubcon, Wanda has a magic penis. Word Count: 2k Genre: Smut

summary: while exploring the multiverse, Wanda comes across a most curious scene.

I'll tell them my religion's you

I placed the last rock atop the altar, licking my dry lips as I admired the stack of beautifully unique stones. The candles were all lit, various tapers of different colors and sizes illuminated the space they occupied.

I got on my knees before the shrine, bringing my hands together and closing my eyes so I could make one final plea to the Goddess.

“O, Goddess Scarlet Witch, please hear my prayer.” I took a deep breath, pushing back the tears that pricked at the corners of my eyes. “I’ve made several offerings to you, O, Goddess, and I hope you are pleased with them, but I’m afraid I’ve nothing left to offer.”

I had offered her fine jewels, precious stones, even brought to her a lamb for sacrifice, but now I was out of things to give … save for one thing.

“So, I offer to you, my life.” I took the knife out of its sheath, my hands shaking as I raised it up, as if she was there to see it. “I hope I am a worthy sacrifice.” I whispered into the night, bringing the blade down to my abdomen and plunging it in.

With a cry of pain, I laid myself down in front of the altar, letting the sweet darkness of death take me to her. I shivered, the chill of the night soaking into my bones as I let myself go.

“Foolish girl.”

I heard a soft voice say as my vision got cloudy, my head too heavy to lift to see who was intruding on my private final moments with the Goddess.

I gasped softly as I felt my body mend itself, the fabric of my being stitching back together. I gathered my strength and opened my eyes, watching as this beautiful woman hovered over me, and from her fingertips red wisps wove themselves into my gaping wound.

I was left speechless as I watched her, the Goddess, tending to me. On her head was her crown, her reddish brown hair flowing over her shoulders, her eyes red, glowing in the darkness of the night, her brow furrowed in concentration.

“Goddess,” I breathed softly. “You came to me.”

“I am no Goddess.” She said, her unfamiliar accent thick.

The glow in her fingertips and her eyes subsided, and with it so did my pain. I took a deep breath and sat up, looking down at the dried blood on my belly, but with no wound to speak of.

“You are The Scarlet Witch.” I said softly, looking into her hardened green eyes. “You are the Goddess of chaos magic.”

I pointed to the altar behind her and she slowly turned around to look at it. A statue resembling her stood tall, surrounded by candles, flowers, bottles of wine, baskets of fruits and bread, small rocks, and jewelry of all kinds, but mostly rings.

“What is this?” She questioned as she stood, her stained fingertips reaching out to touch the face of the marble carving.

“It is you.” I said before getting on my knees before her, my head bowed in submission.

“And you were willing to die for me?”

I nodded, but kept my head down, knowing I had no right laying my eyes on a Goddess.

She reached down and grabbed my chin, raising it so I would look at her.

“You are too beautiful to be a sacrifice.”

I opened my eyes and admired her; her full lips, her deep, green eyes, her high cheekbones. She truly was the Goddess.

“Thank you, Goddess.” I said softly, wanting nothing more than to please the woman that finally answered my prayers and appeared before me.

“You want to please me?” She tilted her head at me and I froze, not understanding how she knew what I was thinking.

“Y-yes, Goddess.”

“My name is Wanda. And what do they call you?”

“Y/N.” I said quickly, swallowing nervously. “I’m Y/N.”

“Y/N.” She said my name as if she was feeling the weight of it on her tongue. “You can please me, Y/N.”

“How? Please tell me how. I’ll do anything for you, my Goddess.”

She helped me to stand and I took hold of her arms to balance myself. I stared into her emerald eyes, completely transfixed by her astounding beauty. She leaned in closer to me, just barely ghosting her lips over my own. I trembled, unsure of how to respond to her.

At my hesitance, she moved in, cupping my face in her hands and pulling me closer to her, kissing me softly. My heart pounded in my chest at the closeness and the feel of her, her smell and taste intoxicating. She ran one of her hands through my hair, getting it tangled in my tousled locks and grabbed a handful, tugging on it gently.

I opened my mouth, gasping at her slight aggressiveness and she slid her tongue inside, exploring me. I stayed still in her arms, responding to her kisses the best that I could. Her lips and tongue seemed so skilled and I could barely keep up with her. She released my hair and let me breathe.

“I’ll teach you everything you need to know.” She spoke against my lips and I nodded, wanting to do anything and everything she asked of me.

She smiled down at me and stroked my cheek gently, and I nearly purred at the feel.

“I know you’ll be a good girl for me, malyshka. I know you’ll do everything I say.”

I nodded eagerly and pressed my lips to hers in excitement, trying my best to kiss her the same way she had kissed me. She smiled against my lips and allowed me to briefly take control, quickly realizing that I had no idea what I was doing, but I was very anxious to learn.

Red wisps surrounded us and I could feel them slipping underneath my clothing, wrapping around my limbs and holding me in place against her. I felt one of them wrap around my neck and tighten, and at that moment the wet spot in my panties couldn’t be denied.

She pulled away from me and admired the view before her; me struggling against her magic, the tendrils bound me completely, not one inch of my body under my control.

She raised me up, a small gesture with her wrist had me hovering in front of her and suddenly those same tendrils came towards my face, invading my mind and my senses. All I could feel was her. All I knew was her - my goddess.

All I wanted now was to taste her, to feel her, to be hers.

“Goddess,” I whined pathetically. “I am yours to have. Let me please you.”

“You will, malyshka.” Her magic tightened around my throat and I couldn’t help but moan. “That’s all you’ll do from now on.”

She motioned towards my body and suddenly my clothing was gone, leaving me bare and open in front of her. A wicked smile crept along her face and the want to rub my legs together to ease the ache she caused was greater than my desire to survive this encounter.

Her fingers moved delicately and my legs spread apart for her. She tilted her head as she eyed me hungrily, needily, and I shivered under her heavy gaze.

“You are so beautiful.” She spoke softly, her painted fingertips coming to stroke my soaked folds. “So wet for me.”

“Goddess!” I squeaked, not used to being touched in such a way. “Please!”

She looked at me for a moment, a flash of realization crossing her features before her satisfied expression returned.

“A virgin sacrifice.” She bit her lip and smiled. “An offering any deity would gratefully accept.”

Tears pricked the corners of my eyes as she continued to look me over, my body trembling with want. I was so unfamiliar with all of this and now the Goddess wanted one of the last things I could offer her - and I would gladly let her have it.

Her fingers dipped into my pussy, my body attempting to move against her as she carefully explored me without going too deep. She removed her fingers and brought them up to her lips, her tongue jutting out to taste the sticky slick on her hand.

“And so sweet.”

“Please, Goddess.” I cried, unsure of what I was even begging for, but the look on her face told me that she enjoyed it nevertheless.

“Don’t worry, detka. I’m going to take very good care of you.”

Wanda’s hand hovered over the altar for a moment and soon it was bare, suitable for her needs. She closed her eyes for a moment and when she opened them again, her clothing was gone, and laying along her thigh was a glowing, red, cock, surging with chaos magic.

“You are mine, malyshka.” She stroked the cock and it reacted as if it was an actual penis, becoming erect in her hand and dripping with precum.

She laid herself down on the altar, still stroking herself and waved her hand towards me, the pulsing red tendrils dragging me towards her.

My breathing was ragged as I was lowered onto her. She was large, throbbing, and I was suddenly scared for a moment. But then, my eyes fell upon hers and all my fears melted away. My virginity was hers - all of me was hers.

She grabbed my hips as I took the cock inch by inch, my aching cunt stretching to accommodate her size.

“G-Goddess! It’s too much!” I cried and she shushed me, running her hand over my abdomen as I took her.

“You were made for me. You can take it and more if I want you to.”

I groaned as I finally bottomed out, my belly bulging ever so slightly at the intrusion.

“See?” She grunted, thrusting upward into me as she held my hips. “You take my cock so well.”

A tendril slid from between my breasts up to my mouth, slipping it’s way inside and fucking my throat. I gagged on it and I could hear her laughing, her hips slapping against my own as she fucked me in two of my holes.

“You’ll be covered in my cum once I’m done with you.” She said as her magical cock throbbed inside of me, her strokes slow and purposeful.

Her brow furrowed and beads of sweat built up on her forehead as she got closer and closer to release. The wisps circled my nipples, tugging and pinching them as I continued to take her the best I could.

Wanda let out a small, whimpering cry before cumming inside of me, her cum completely coating my insides and filling me up. The tendril in my mouth jerked before also cumming, the magical cum shooting down my throat.

I gagged as it slid out of my mouth. Coughing, I caught my breath, the fluid spilling past my lips and falling onto my chin and chest.

She continued to fuck her cum into me, the squishy sounds incredibly loud in the quiet room. Wisps circled my thighs, caressing my clit with featherlike touches, almost instantly bringing me to orgasm. I writhed within my binds, my cheeks burning red with embarrassment as I came on top of her.

I threw my head back and called out for her, my pussy milking her fat cock as I came. The sounds she made were sinful as we both came down from our intense highs. The tendrils began to release me and I laid on top of her, trembling as she wrapped her arms around me.

“You did so good, malyshka.” She whispered softly, pressing a kiss to my crown. “I’ll take care of you from now on. You’re mine.”

“Only yours, Goddess.” I tentatively raised my head to press my lips against her own and she gladly accepted my kisses. “Only yours.”

I thought the only way I’d get closer to the Goddess was to get on my hands and knees and pray. I don’t need to pray anymore.

[onegianthotmess]

Thinking about Kalim calling Velvette “Jewel” for the first time and Velvette basically turning to stone-

For Kalim, he’s just using a name that reflects just how much Velvette is worth to him. He could basically buy anything he could ever want with all of the money at his fingertips, but the most valuable treasure he could ever have would be his sweet girlfriend! She’s quite literally one of a kind, completely unique, and no amount of money could buy her. She’s just so precious and Kalim is so grateful to have her that “Jewel” seems like the perfect pet name to use for her because she’s just that precious to him.

But for Velvette, it’s completely unexpected. She isn’t used to compliments that are so open from anyone but her parents. Vil is incredibly strict on his compliments and while he means all of them, he can unconsciously give backhanded ones without even realizing what’s coming out of his mouth. And her parents give her the general parent compliments that let her know that they love her and that she’s perfect just the way she is.

Velvette isn’t used to being seen as the most precious thing in someone’s life. Yes, she knew she had people that loved her and she was very okay with being on the sidelines while Vil was almost always in the spotlight, but she never thought she’d be considered the most precious person in someone’s entire life! Much less Kalim’s life!

The boy could basically ask for anything at the drop of a hat and it would be given to him, no matter how outlandish or expensive. And she was the most precious thing to him?

Yeah, no, 404 ERROR: Velvette Schoenheit.exe had shut down, someone call the maintenance guy. She is overheating! WORDS DO NOT COMPUTE, PLEASE REFRESH THE PAGE-

Basically, Velvette is malfunctioning internally while her face is brighter than an apple. And Kalim is just being his cinnamon roll self and being like “oh, your face is so cute when it’s all red, Jewel! I’m gonna keep calling you that so I can see more of your face going red! :D” while he tightly hugs his malfunctioning girlfriend-

And Jamil looks on like “I hate my job. I hate it so fucking much” as he mentally sighs at the inevitable impossible task of prying Kalim from Velvette so that the poor girl can calm down and quit looking like she’s a fucking apple.

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[gamchawizzy]

Parhu viekeš (par'•hoo•vyeh•kesh)

A certain type of parhu, often associated with those of immigrant/nomad descent.

The story goes like this: A group of homesick immigrants were invited to a feast by the local god. Everyone else would wear jewels that set each of their clothes apart. The immigrants, not having riches to do so with their usual earth-coloured wear, decided to weave new clothing. Using the local dyes, they worked for six nights and a day, weaving intricate patterns that shone like precious stones—only creating enough material for a young man to attend the god's party. Saddened they could not come to the feast, they sent him anyway, wishing him well.

The god, upon seeing the result, was positively awed by its patterns; as well as the love and care put into it, that they promptly went into the homes of the immigrants and touched all of their robes—transforming them to be as beautiful and unique as the one they have toiled over. And with that, each of them had a beautiful robe that rivalled and yet complimented the locals at the feast.

Today the parhu viekeš is a symbol of pride for those who wear it.

[zapreportsblog]

hi! can you make a few headcanons or scenario or whatever you want with volturi kings and a human or vampre mate with i cassie ainsworth (from skins uk) like personality?

"...Cassie was a reasonably smart and often times spiritual and artistic with a deep caring nature for those around her, she could also identify many issues people had by merely listening to descriptions of them. She quirky, spacy, and fragile. Cassie can be found wandering around Bristol with a dreamy expression on her face and her head in the clouds. Don’t let her detached exterior fool you though. Cassie is extremely sensitive. The slightest snub could trigger a spell of depression..."

I honestly had no clue how to write this one

❝headcanon : you as the volturi mate with Cassie personality ❞

✭ pairing : volturi x reader

✭ fandom : twilight

✭ twilight masterlist

In the intricate and regal world of the Volturi, there was an extraordinary presence that stood out among the ancient vampire coven - (Y/N). She embodied the personality traits of Cassie Ainsworth, creating a unique dynamic within the ruling trio of kings: Aro, Caius, and Marcus.

(Y/N) possessed a brilliant mind, her intelligence shining through in various ways. She was known for her philosophical musings and her deep, spiritual insights that often left those around her in awe. Her artistic inclinations manifested through her ability to create mesmerizing works of art that conveyed emotions beyond words.

But it was her boundless empathy and caring nature that truly set her apart. Much like Cassie, (Y/N) had an uncanny ability to identify the hidden issues and emotional struggles of others with nothing more than a description. She became the emotional anchor of the Volturi, offering understanding and support to the vampires who lived in a world of shadows and secrets.

Despite her intellect and talents, (Y/N) often seemed quirky and spacey to those who didn't know her well. She could frequently be found wandering the corridors of the Volturi castle, a dreamy expression on her face, her thoughts lost in the depths of her own introspection.

It was essential for those around her to remember that her detached exterior was misleading. (Y/N) was incredibly sensitive, and the smallest slight or criticism could trigger profound spells of depression. Her emotions ran deep, and she felt the weight of the world's pain on her shoulders.

Aro, Caius, and Marcus recognized the precious jewel that was (Y/N). Each of them was drawn to different aspects of her personality, finding in her a mate who provided them with unique emotional insights and balance. They protected her, not just for her blood but for the rare emotional depth she brought to their lives.

Together, they formed a complex and loving family within the Volturi's elegant fortress. (Y/N)'s presence added an unexpected layer of compassion and empathy to the ruling coven, reminding them of the intricate beauty of the human experience they had left behind. In a world of darkness, she was their beacon of emotional light, anchoring them to the profound emotions they had long suppressed.

❝a quirky arrival❞

Within the ancient stone walls of Volterra, where the powerful and enigmatic Volturi reigned supreme, there existed an extraordinary presence - (Y/N). Her personality was a blend of whimsy, fragility, and profound depth, much like Cassie Ainsworth from Skins UK. (Y/N) had captured the hearts of the three Volturi Kings - Aro, Caius, and Marcus - in a way that no one else ever had.

On this particular evening, a sense of anticipation hung in the air as the trio of kings awaited her arrival. (Y/N) was making her way to Volterra, guided by her unique intuition and sporadic sense of direction. Her head was often in the clouds, and she saw the world through a dreamy, whimsical lens.

As she wandered through the grand hallways of the Volturi castle, she observed the opulence and darkness of her new surroundings with a sense of detached wonder. Her presence seemed to light up the room, but it was her fragility and sensitivity that drew the kings to her.

Aro, the charismatic and intellectually voracious leader of the Volturi, watched her with fascination. He saw in her a reservoir of deep emotions, hidden beneath her whimsical exterior. Caius, with his rigid and stern demeanor, was inexplicably drawn to her fragile nature, sensing a unique connection that defied explanation. Marcus, the quiet and introspective king, found solace in (Y/N)'s dreamy presence, as if her thoughts mirrored his own silent contemplations.

(Y/N)'s arrival was a departure from the usual business-like atmosphere of the Volturi. Her quirky and spacey personality provided an unexpected counterbalance to their world of power and immortality. She had a deep caring nature for those around her, and her empathetic abilities were unparalleled. With nothing more than a description, she could identify the hidden struggles and emotional issues that plagued her fellow vampires.

However, there was a caveat to her sensitivity. Like Cassie, the slightest snub or harsh word could trigger a profound spell of depression, and (Y/N) carried the weight of her emotions with a fragility that both fascinated and concerned the kings.

As (Y/N) continued to meander through the castle, her presence sent ripples of intrigue through the Volturi ranks. She was unlike any other mate they had ever encountered, and her arrival promised to bring a new dimension to the lives of Aro, Caius, and Marcus.

The kings watched her with a mixture of curiosity and protectiveness, knowing that (Y/N) was a unique gem in their world of shadows and secrets. In her whimsical presence, they found a glimmer of the humanity they had left behind centuries ago, and they were determined to cherish and protect her as their mate.

As the days turned into weeks, (Y/N) settled into her new life within the Volturi castle. Her presence, like a gentle breath of fresh air, began to weave its own unique tapestry into the fabric of the ancient vampire coven.

Each day was a new adventure for her, as her mind wandered through the intricate hallways and chambers of the castle. Her curious spirit led her to discover hidden corners and long-forgotten artifacts, often eliciting amused smiles from the kings.

Aro, the charismatic and intellectually curious leader, found himself drawn to her spiritual musings and artistic inclinations. They spent hours in the castle's library, discussing philosophy and exploring the depths of human nature. (Y/N)'s insights were profound, and Aro cherished the opportunity to engage her intellect.

Caius, whose stern exterior concealed a deep well of emotions, was inexplicably captivated by (Y/N)'s fragility. He was fascinated by the contrast between her delicate sensitivity and the harsh world they inhabited. Despite his usually stoic demeanor, he couldn't help but feel a growing sense of protectiveness toward her.

Marcus, the introspective and emotionally reserved king, discovered a kindred spirit in (Y/N). He appreciated her dreamy presence, which mirrored his own silent contemplations. They often found solace in each other's company, their unspoken connection serving as a balm to their ancient souls.

But (Y/N)'s sensitivity was a double-edged sword. In a world where vampires prided themselves on their unfeeling nature, her profound empathy made her vulnerable. The slightest slight or criticism could send her spiraling into spells of melancholy, and the kings had to tread carefully to protect her fragile heart.

One evening, as the Volturi gathered in their grand hall for a formal meeting, (Y/N) sat beside Marcus, her mind drifting into its ethereal realm. Aro, ever the perceptive leader, sensed the fragility of her emotions and addressed the coven with care, ensuring that the atmosphere remained gentle and reassuring.

After the meeting, Marcus placed a comforting hand on (Y/N)'s shoulder, silently sharing an understanding that transcended words. She smiled at him, her eyes reflecting gratitude for his unwavering support.

In this ancient castle filled with shadows and secrets, (Y/N) was like a delicate, irreplaceable flower. Her presence added a touch of humanity to the Volturi, reminding the kings of the beauty and fragility of the human soul they had left behind centuries ago.

The bonds between (Y/N) and the three kings deepened with each passing day, as they navigated the intricate dance of emotions and power. In her, they found not only a mate but a source of profound emotional connection and balance. Their unconventional union continued to evolve, promising both challenges and moments of profound beauty in the dark world of the Volturi.

In the heart of the Volturi's grandeur and darkness, (Y/N)'s presence continued to resonate like a gentle melody. She had settled into her role as the mate to the three kings - Aro, Caius, and Marcus - each of whom cherished her in their own unique way.

Despite the centuries they had lived, (Y/N)'s quirky and sensitive nature breathed life into their existence, a constant reminder of the humanity they had long forsaken.

Aro, the ever-curious leader, reveled in (Y/N)'s spiritual and artistic inclinations. They often spent their evenings discussing philosophy and delving into the depths of human emotions. His thirst for knowledge found a willing companion in her, and their intellectual connection deepened by the day.

Caius, known for his stern exterior, found himself inexplicably drawn to her fragility. In her vulnerability, he saw a reflection of the emotional turmoil he often concealed. (Y/N)'s presence softened his edges, and he became increasingly protective of her.

Marcus, the introspective king, shared a silent kinship with (Y/N). They could sit in companionable silence, their thoughts drifting like autumn leaves on a calm river. His presence brought her comfort, and she found solace in his understanding gaze.

But (Y/N)'s sensitivity remained a delicate thread that bound them all together. The Volturi, who reveled in their unfeeling nature, had to tread carefully around her emotions. The slightest criticism or harsh word could send her spiraling into spells of depression, a fact that weighed on the kings' minds.

One evening, as they gathered in the castle's opulent dining room, (Y/N) sat beside Caius, her mind wandering through the maze of her thoughts. Aro, with his acute perception, noticed the fragile state of her emotions and guided the conversation with care, ensuring it remained gentle and reassuring.

After the meal, (Y/N) found herself in the quiet company of Marcus. They strolled through the castle's dimly lit corridors, their steps echoing in the ancient stone. Words were unnecessary; their presence spoke volumes, offering solace in the silence.

As they gazed at a centuries-old painting hanging on the castle's wall, (Y/N) broke the silence with a soft, whimsical observation. Her words were like a breath of fresh air, a reminder of the human world she had left behind.

Marcus turned to her, his eyes reflecting a depth of understanding that transcended centuries. In (Y/N)'s presence, he found echoes of the humanity he had lost so long ago, and he cherished those moments of connection.

In this world of shadows and secrets, (Y/N) was a fragile beacon of humanity. Her quirks and sensitivities were a constant reminder to the Volturi kings that they had not completely shed their past. They continued to navigate the intricate dance of emotions and power, their unconventional union promising both challenges and moments of profound beauty.

As they walked the castle's ancient halls, (Y/N) leaned her head on Marcus's shoulder, and he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. In that simple gesture, they found solace, knowing that their love, though unconventional, was as genuine as any in the world.

[hooked-on-elvis]

[📸PHOTO STORY⚡] A couple of "first-times" — Elvis and Alfred Wertheimer, 1956

On the next two pictures, on March 17, 1956, Elvis seeing in his "argyle socks, shantung pants and jacket, black shirt, freshly combed slick brown hair and a sneer" at CBS Television Studio 50. This was the moment Alfred was first introduced to EP (photo taken by him). By Alfred Wertheimer's accounts, to him, Elvis "didn't look much like a star, more like just another backstage guy'.

At the moment this picture was taken, Mr. Wertheimer said "a balding jewelry salesman (seen sitting beside Elvis) was handing him a diamond ring that could have been seen from the back row of Carnegie Hall. Elvis pulled his feet off the table, leaned on the back of another chair, and in a soft low voice with a mild Southern accent, said simply, 'Hi.' He returned his examination of the ring, a diamond-studded horseshoe around a gold horse's head. I took my place behind the camera. The salesman closed the deal."

Excerpt from "Elvis '56 In The Beginning" by Alfred Wertheimer.

This was a 14k gold ring that belonged to Elvis Presley early in his career. Designed in the shape of a horseshoe with fourteen single-cut diamonds around the surface while a horse head adorns the middle, this ring was worn pretty frequently by the King for a number of years.

Those March 1956 pictures show the purchase of one of Elvis' first most easily relatable diamond jewelry pieces and Alfred Wertheimer's first, of what would become exclusive, unique and legendary, shots of the King of Rock and Roll.

ADDITIONAL INFO On Elvis' horseshoe rings:

EP is known for giving away his own things as quick as the thought, so he gave some of his own horseshoe rings away and ordered new ones. As the years passed and EP's love for horses grew, more rings would be made on the same theme, even by his private jeweler Lowell Hays - and by the way Elvis and Priscilla owned matching horseshoe rings in the 60s.This picture below shows EP and Priscilla wearing matching horseshoe diamond rings - Elvis' is not the same ring bought in 1956, it's a different one. Elvis and Priscilla were wearing those horseshoe matching rings on their wedding day in May 1, 1967.

If Elvis liked the “Good-Luck” idea behind this famous symbol, possibly... specially by the beginning of his career when it would come to great use. EP's jewelry contained themes and selected precious stones, full of meaning and grace. As he grew older he came to study astrology and numerology, and would even know the meaning of 'birth stones' and he would use this to chose and gift his loved ones with beautiful exclusively-made jewelry pieces with their own birth stones on it at times; besides Elvis was a believer... in God above anything else, but even tho he was a Christian man, he didn't deny anything was possible, so harmless mysticism was welcomed in his mind as well. With this said, it's not hard to believe Elvis indeed chose the horseshoe ring for a reason. But either the case, the man didn't need any help from lady luck.🍀

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On Alfred Wertheimer's background story:

In March 1956, Alfred Wertheimer was hired by Anne Fulchino, publicist for the Pop Record Division of RCA Victor, to photograph Elvis. Here's Anne with EP:

Elvis, RCA Victor' Pop Records Division publicist, Anne Fulchino, and a William Morris' agent [name unknown] on March 17, 1956 at NBC's Studio 50, New York City. © Photo by Alfred Wertheimer.

[tawakkull]

SPIRITUALITY IN ISLAM: PART 16: TAQWA (PIETI)

Taqwa is derived from wiqaya, which means self-defense and avoidance. Sufis define it as protecting oneself from God’s punishment by performing His commands and observing His prohibitions. Besides its literal and technical meanings, in religious books we find the meanings of piety and fear used interchangeably.

Ok In fact, taqwa is a comprehensive term denoting a believer’s strict observance of the commandments of the Shari'a and the Divine laws of nature and life. Such a person seeks refuge in God against His punishment, refrains from acts leading to Hellfire, and performs acts leading to Paradise. Again, the believer purifies all outer and inner senses so that none of them can associate partners with God, and avoids imitating the worldviews and life-styles of unbelievers. In its comprehensive meaning, taqwa is the only and greatest standard of one’s nobility and worth:

The noblest, most honorable of you in the sight of God is the most advanced of you in taqwa (49:13).

The concept even the actual word of taqwa is unique to the Qur'an and the religious system of Islam. Its comprehensive meaning encompasses the spiritual and material; its roots are established in this world, while its branches, leaves, flowers, and fruits are located in the Hereafter. One cannot understand the Qur'an without considering the meaning or content of the fascinating and wonderful concept of taqwa, and one cannot be muttaqi (pious) if one does not adhere consciously and continually to the practices and concepts outlined in the Qur'an.

In its very beginning, the Qur'an opens its door to the pious:

This is th e Book about and in which there is no doubt, a guidance for the pious (2:2),

and calls on people to live in accordance with it so that they may be pious:

O men! Worship your Lord, Who created you and those before you, so that you may be pious (and protect yourselves from His punishment) (2:21).

The most lovable act in God’s sight is piety (taqwa), His most purified servants are the pious, and His matchless message to them is the Qur'an. In this world, the pious have the Qur'an; in the Hereafter, they enjoy God’s vision and pleasure. The pleasure felt in the conscience and spirit is another gift of piety, and in order to recall the importance of piety, the Almighty decrees:

Fear God and be devoted to Him as He should be feared and devoted to (3:101).

Piety, which is the conscious performance of good and avoidance of evil, prevents individuals from joining the lowest of the low and causes them to advance on the path of the highest of the high. For this reason, one who attains piety has found the source of all good and blessing. The following is another testimony to this fact:

To whomever God has given religion and piety,

He has realized his aims in this world and the next.

Whoever is a soldier of God and pious,

He is prosperous and truly guided, not a wretched one.

Whoever has nothing to do with piety,

His existence is but a shame and disgrace.

One lifeless with respect to truth is not truly alive;

Only one who has found a way to God is alive.

Piety is an invaluable treasure, the matchless jewel in a priceless treasure of precious stones, a mysterious key to all doors of good, and a mount on the way to Paradise. Its value is so high that, among other life-giving expressions the Qur'an mentions it 150 times, each mention resembling a ray of light penetrating our minds and spirits.

In its limited sense, taqwa means sensitivity to the commandments of the Shari'a and refraining from acts that deprive one of Divine reward and result in God’s punishment. The verse:

Those who refrain from major sins and shameful deeds (42:37)

expresses one aspect of this basic religious virtue; the verse:

Those who believe and do good deeds (10:9)

points to the other. Strict observance of obligatory religious duties and refraining from major sins are the two necessary and complementary foundations of taqwa. As for minor sins, which the Qur'an calls lamam (small offenses), there are many Prophetic declarations, such as: A servant cannot be truly pious unless he refrains from certain permissible things lest he should commit risky things, that warn people to be careful.

Perfect sincerity or purity of intention can be attained by avoiding all signs of associating partners with God, while perfect piety can be achieved by refraining from all doubtful and risky deeds. According to the Prophetic saying: The lawful is evident and the forbidden is also evident. Between these two are things which most of the people do not know whether they are lawful or forbidden, a truly righteous, spiritual life depends on being sensitive to matters about which there is some doubt.

The Tradition just mentioned points out that the Legislator of the Shari'a has clearly explained in broad terms what is allowed and what is forbidden. However, as many things are not clearly allowed or forbidden, only those who avoid doubtful things can live a truly religious life. Using a simile in the continuation of the Tradition, the prince of two worlds, upon him be peace and blessings, said:

It is possible for one who does doubtful things to commit forbidden acts, just as it is possible for the flock of a shepherd pasturing near a field belonging to another or the public to enter that field. Know that each king has a private area under his protection; the private area of God is forbidden things. Also know that there is a part of flesh in the body. If it is healthy, the body will become healthy; if it is ailing, the body will be ailing. That part is the heart.

In light of this basic foundation for a healthy spiritual life, perfect piety can be obtained by avoiding doubtful things and minor sins. In order to do this, however, one must know what is lawful and what is forbidden, and have a certain knowledge of God. We can find the combination of piety and knowledge in these two verses:

The noblest, most honorable of you in the sight of God is the most advanced of you in taqwa (49:13),

and:

Only the learned among His servants fear and revere God (35:28).

Piety brings honor and nobility, and knowledge leads one to fear and revere God. Individuals who combine piety and knowledge in their hearts are mentioned in the Qur'an as those who succeed in the test of piety:

They are those whose hearts God has tested for piety (49:3).

In the context of worship and obedience, piety means purity of heart, spiritual profundity, and sincerity. In the context of refraining from what is unlawful, piety means being determined not to commit sins and to avoid doubtful things. For this reason, each of the following may be considered an aspect of piety:

A servant must

Seek only God’s approval and pleasure, and not set his or her heart upon whatever is other than Him.

Observe all commandments of the Shari'a.

Do whatever is necessary to achieve the objective, and be convinced that only God will create the result. Thus one cannot be a fatalist (i.e., one cannot neglect to perform whatever is necessary to obtain a certain result, and must take all necessary measures against possible misfortune or defeat) or a pure rationalist and positivist (Mu'tazili) who attributes all human acts and accomplishments to oneself by denying God any part in them.

Be alert to whatever may divert him or her from God.

Be alert to the carnal pleasures that may lead to the realm of the forbidden.

Ascribe all material and spiritual accomplishments to God.

Not consider himself or herself as higher and better than anyone else.

Not pursue anything other than God and His pleasure.

Follow the guide of all, upon him be peace and blessings, without condition and reservation.

Renew himself or herself, and continuously control his or her spiritual life by studying and reflecting on God’s acts and works as well as on His laws of nature and life.

Remember death, and live with the conscious knowledge that it may happen at any time.

In conclusion, taqwa is the heavenly water of life, and a muttaqi (pious one) is the fortunate one who has found it. Only a few individuals have achieved the blessing of this attainment. A poet says:

God Almighty says: The great among you are those who are pious.

The last abode of the pious will be Paradise and their drink kawthar.

O God! Include us among Your pious servants who were sincere in all their religious acts.

[psielapki]

@scionth   &   elsinael   calaernith   /   continued

                    𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦   𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭'𝘴   𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵   𝘪𝘴   𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭   𝘰𝘧   𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩   and   beats   just   a   tad   bit   faster   as   she   recognizes   the   similarities   between   her   and   her   protector.   should   drow   and   elf   meditate,   xvilnar   clearly   suffered   from   nightmares   —   mayhap   it's   the   parasite,   or   something   else   completely,   but   doesn't   that   make   them   the   same?

                    at   night,   elsie   dreams   of   feathers   plucked   out,   fistful   of   softness   and   fluff   torn   from   her   bones   then   broken   into   little   pieces,   so   deformed   they'd   stay   hidden   beneath   a   cloak   and   not   raise   suspicions.   reliving   that   fate   over   and   over   again,   even   when   it's   long   over   —   even   as   nobody   had   touched   her   back   in   a   year   or   so   —   still   wakes   her   in   the   middle   of   the   night,   teary   eyed,   sweaty   and   scared   for   life.

                    taking   note   of   this,   once   caged   angel   and   now   a   free   bird,   sits   beside   her   guardian   and   sips   on   the   gooey   mush   she   made.   it   would   be   better   if   it   didn't   have   a   taste,   but   it   does,   and   it's   awful   —   but   she   tried,   really!   and   her   pretty   face   doesn't   twist   in   disgust.

                    ❝   oh!   i   think   a   little   bit   of   everything   we   had   left,   ❞   she   explains,   sapphire   eyes   busy   studying   the   expression   of   xvilnar   now   averted,   as   if   in   shame.   ❝   there's...   not   much   left,   at   all.   ❞

                    words   are   spoken   quietly,   as   if   to   prevent   others   from   hearing   —   and   as   it   happens,   gentle   fingers   raise   to   take   out   a   jeweled   earring,   pass   it   stealthily   into   the   drow's   hand.

                    pure   gold,   coated   in   liquid   silver   for   a   unique   shine   to   it,   with   a   precious   stone   glimmering   like   the   finest   opal   rests   inside   xvilnar's   palm.

                    ❝   will   that   be   enough   to   feed   us   for   a   day?   ❞   she   whispers,   worry   evident   in   soft   tone   as   she   brings   another   spoon   to   her   mouth.   yet,   stops,   and   her   worry   slips   into   the   dark   urge's   mind   —   what   if   they'll   still   be   hungry   after   eating   their   share?

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[thepastisalreadywritten]

Imperial Crown of Russia or the Great Imperial Crown is one of the most outstanding examples of ‘regalia.’

Regalia is referred to as the emblems or insignia of royalty that survived through history.

It is a precious cultural heritage treasure — a well-documented and well-dated piece of jewellery.

Regalia jewellery pieces offer historians great insight into the gemstones used, their historical market values, and occurrences.

It also helps gemologists and jewellers to know how the gems were named and set on the piece of jewellery.

While royal crowns were usually made for individual rulers and later broken up, some of this royal regalia could be found in museums today.

Here are some interesting facts about one such royal artifact, the great Imperial Crown of Russia.

The Great Imperial Crown was made for Catherine the Great’s coronation, as the Russian Empress in 1762 AD, by Georg Friedrich Eckart and Jérémie Pauzié.

It is set with 4936 diamonds with a total weight of 2858 ct, 75 natural pearls, and a large 398.72 ct red spinel, historically known as “balas ruby,” which is among the largest ever reported in the literature, most probably from Badakhshan (today’s Tajikistan).

Imperial Crown of Russia was first worn by the Russian empress Catherine, followed by the subsequent seven emperors of her dynasty.

This royal regalia has remained a permanent fixture on the royal head.

This priceless artifact has been passed on to eight members of the Romanov family:

Catherine II, Peter III, Paul I, Alexander I, Nikolai I, Alexander II, Alexander III, and Nikolai II.

The Romanov dynasty survived till 1917, yet the crown publically appeared for the last time in 1906 at the opening ceremony of the first State Duma.

The crown was estimated to be worth $52 million in 1920.

The stones that the royal regalia comprises were sold off by the Bolsheviks and replaced in 1985.

Later in 1998, the crown was moved to the fund of Kremlin’s Diamond. Subsequently, it was declared to be priceless in a literal sense.

📷 : A modern replica version of the Imperial Crown was made in 2012 by Kristall-Smolensk, as part of the Jewellery project "Creation of Imperial Crown of Russia in Modern Interpretation" to celebrate the 400 years of the Romanov Dynasty and the 250 years of the Imperial Crown, as well as the 50th anniversary of the diamond industry in Russia.

Using white gold (original used silver) and 11,426 russian diamonds (original crown had 4,936 diamonds) from Alrosa with a total weight of 1180 ct, including 74 cultured pearls and a 384.71ct pear-shaped double rose cut purple tourmaline on top of the crown.

The spinel in the replica was replaced with a unique natural red tourmaline with a mass of about 400 karats.

[laspocelliere]

Day Sixteen: Third-Rate

She was named after jewels.

Not a singular gem, nor any particular type of stone. She was every jewel that had ever been and ever would be, multifaceted and beautiful, rare and unattainable, even before her birth. Her parents whispered to her in the womb, and kissed each other sweetly in anticipation, and glowed with pride. They told her that her name was as precious and sought-after as she was, as unique as she would be. They strung up jewelled suncatchers above her cradle that danced and flickered in rare light, and waited to see what colours they would reflect in her eyes.

When she was born though, and their horror manifested, the name stayed but was never spoken. It remained a relic of a longed-for child that had never arrived; instead, this cursed changeling in her place, with her sullen eyes and stony countenance, bearing all the marks of a traitor and whispering doom down upon them all. An unwanted imposter, sitting in the seat of a child who should have been the most beloved of the entire community.

She was named after thorns instead, a cruel joke and a fitting choice all in one. When her father spoke her name it was with a barb of malice around his mouth, one not swayed by the intelligence lurking in her eyes, even if her hair was secreted away and unseen.

Her mother tried not to speak her name at all.

She took her curse, and her omens, and her third-rate afterthought of a name, and took it all out into the world where she could present it all on her own terms. They got it wrong in Ul’dah, and she didn’t correct them. They gave her titles in Mor Dhona, and she didn’t refute them. Her eyes grew colder as they took in the bloodshed and betrayals of the world, and she absorbed them like she was born to it.

This, maybe, was the jewel her name meant. Multi-faceted to reflect the horrors of the world back onto itself. 

Giving it back, tenfold.

They told her she was an omen of death, and so she became one. They told her she was a diamond, and she was harder than one. They told her to kill, and to survive, and to destroy, and to save, and she did, she did, she did, clawing her nails through the braids of truths, searching for the purpose of her damned existence.

Even now, she wasn’t sure if she’d found it.

She was named after jewels, and thrived choking on green, suffocating life. Thriving regardless. Despite everything.

In spite of everything.

[neo-persephone]

Some Basic Types Of Jewelry

The term Jewelry is derived from a word Jewel. Today there are various types of jewelry available in the market. If you are fond of collecting different design and types of jewelry click here then this article is really going to help you because in this article I’m going to describe some basic types of jewelry.

The term Jewelry is derived from a word Jewel. Today there are various types of jewelry available in the market. If you are fond of collecting different design and types of jewelry then this article is really going to help you because in this article I’m going to describe some basic types of jewelry. Costume Jewelry: Costume jewelry is also known as junk jewelry, fake jewelry and fashion jewelry. The costume jewelry was introduced as a cheap jewelry in 1935. Basically costume jewelry is made up of less expensive materials like plastics, synthetic stones, glass etc. It is very cheap as compare with other types of jewelry but it is very attractive. It adds style or beauty in a personality. Costume jewelry can be made up of different types of materials like glass beads, silver and some semi-precious stones. Nowadays, costume jewelry is also made up with precious metals. The value of metal used in the costume jewelry creates a very big difference between cheap and relatively expensive costume jewelry.

There is some antique costume jewelry is also available today. Antique costume jewelry adds elegance in a personality and it will also add some royal touch. Various kinds of antique costume jewelry items are available like earrings, bracelets, bangles and rings. Pearls Jewelry: Pearl jewelry has a very classic look and it has the ability to attract any kind of woman. Basically pearl jewelry has a magical look because of the natural look of pearl. Pearls are naturally created by the oysters. Pearl jewelry is available in various shapes and colors. The most common shapes of pearls are button, coin, rice, potato, oval, circle and many more. Usually fresh water pearls are used in the manufacturing of jewelry. Fresh water pearl jewelry is available in almost every color. The pearl jewelry is very classy and it is also not very expensive like gold and diamond. Luxurious Jewelry: The luxurious jewelry is usually made up of expensive materials like gold, platinum and diamond.

The luxurious jewelry is manufactured by the big brands of jewelry industry like Cartier, Bvlgari, Oscar Heyman and many more. These brands are specialists of jewelry designing which can be made up of diamond, gold and platinum. This kind of jewelry can easily range from some hundred dollars to 2 million dollars. A ring that can be gifted by an actor Ben Affleck to Jennifer Lopez is cost about a million dollar. Most of the luxurious jewelry can be made up with extremely detailed and ornate designs. Some people also buy expensive jewelry for investment because we all know that the value of gold, diamond and platinum is increasing very rapidly. Gems Jewelry: Nowadays gem stone jewelry is gaining popularity very rapidly because of two reasons. The first reason is their size and second is their unique colors. Usually gem stone jewelry is not very pocket friendly and their price is more than costume jewelry. The cost of the gem stone jewelry depends on which kind of gem stone you are using in your jewelry. The famous gem stones which can be used in jewelry are opals, ruby, topaz, diamond, spinals and aquamarines.

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Ultimate Guide to Jewelry Care: Tips for Keeping Your Treasures Sparkling

Jewelry isn't just an accessory; it's an investment and often carries sentimental value. Whether it's a family heirloom, a gift from a loved one, or a piece you treated yourself to, taking care of your jewelry is essential to maintaining its beauty and longevity. Here's a comprehensive guide to help you keep your jewelry in pristine condition. 1. Regular Cleaning

Gold and Platinum: Use a mild soap and warm water solution. Soak the jewelry for a few minutes, then gently scrub with a soft-bristled toothbrush. Rinse thoroughly and pat dry with a soft cloth. Silver: To remove tarnish, use a silver polish or a homemade paste of baking soda and water. Rub gently, rinse, and dry. Gemstones: Each gemstone has unique care requirements. For most, a mild soap solution works, but softer stones like pearls and opals need special attention. Avoid soaking these gems and clean them with a damp cloth instead.

2. Proper Storage Separate Compartments: Store each piece of jewelry in a separate compartment in your jewelry box to avoid scratches and tangling. Soft-lined boxes or pouches are ideal. Avoid Direct Sunlight: Prolonged exposure to sunlight can fade certain gemstones and damage metals. Store your jewelry in a cool, dark place. Use Anti-Tarnish Strips: For silver pieces, use anti-tarnish strips in your jewelry box to minimize tarnishing.

3. Safe Wearing Practices Remove Jewelry During Activities: Take off your jewelry before engaging in activities that could damage it, such as exercising, swimming, or gardening. Apply Lotions and Perfumes First: Apply lotions, perfumes, and hairspray before putting on your jewelry. Chemicals in these products can damage metals and gemstones.

Assess Prongs and Clasps: Make sure prongs and clasps are secure to prevent losing your precious pieces.

5. Professional Maintenance Annual Professional Cleaning: Take your jewelry to a professional jeweler for an annual cleaning and inspection. This helps maintain its shine and ensures any issues are addressed promptly. Re-polishing and Re-plating: For pieces that see a lot of wear, consider periodic re-polishing or re-plating to restore their original luster.

6. Avoid Harsh Chemicals Household Cleaners: Keep your jewelry away from household cleaners like bleach and ammonia, which can damage metals and stones.

Chlorine: Avoid wearing jewelry in swimming pools and hot tubs. Chlorine can weaken metals and cause discoloration.

7. Special Care for Specific Pieces Pearls: Store pearls flat in a soft cloth pouch, away from other jewelry. Wipe them with a soft cloth after each wear to remove oils and perspiration. Watches: Follow the manufacturer's instructions for cleaning and maintenance. Avoid magnetic fields and extreme temperatures. Conclusion By following these jewelry care tips, you can ensure that your treasured pieces remain beautiful and sparkling for years to come. Regular maintenance and mindful storage can significantly extend the life of your jewelry, preserving

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The History and Significance of Burmese Rubies

Rubies have long captivated humanity with their fiery red brilliance and storied past. Among these, Burmese rubies stand out, renowned for their exceptional quality and deep, vibrant color. At [Rewa Jewelry](https://rewa.jewelry/), we take pride in offering some of the finest Burmese rubies, each gemstone a testament to the rich history and cultural significance that these gems carry.

Origins of Burmese Rubies

Burmese rubies originate from the Mogok Valley in Myanmar, a region often referred to as the "Valley of Rubies." This area has been the world's primary source of rubies for centuries. The geological conditions in Mogok are unique, allowing the formation of rubies with a pigeon blood-red hue, the most coveted shade for these gemstones.

The history of Burmese ruby mining dates back over a thousand years. Ancient Burmese texts reference these precious stones, and they have been part of local lore and legend. The Mogok Valley's mines were initially worked by hand, and despite modern advances, much of the ruby extraction in this region is still performed using traditional methods, preserving the historical practices.

Legendary Status and Cultural Significance

Burmese rubies have always been more than just beautiful stones; they hold significant cultural and mystical importance. Throughout history, they have been symbols of wealth, power, and protection. In Burmese culture, these gems were believed to possess protective properties, warding off evil and bringing good fortune to their owners.

Royal Connections

Throughout history, Burmese rubies have adorned the crowns and regalia of royalty. Kings and queens across Asia and Europe coveted these gemstones for their unrivaled beauty and purported protective qualities. The famed British Crown Jewels, for example, include several notable Burmese rubies, reflecting their historical value and significance.

Mystical Properties

Beyond their physical beauty, Burmese rubies have been ascribed various mystical properties. In ancient times, warriors would embed rubies into their skin, believing the stones would make them invincible in battle. Moreover, these rubies were thought to bring peace and prosperity, protect against illnesses, and even improve the wearer's leadership abilities.

Burmese Rubies in Modern Times

Today, Burmese rubies continue to be highly prized by gem enthusiasts and collectors worldwide. Their rarity and unmatched color make them a worthy investment and a treasured heirloom. At [Rewa Jewelry](https://rewa.jewelry/), we are committed to sourcing these gems ethically, ensuring that each ruby not only meets the highest standards of quality but also contributes positively to the communities involved in their mining and trade.

Ethical Sourcing

The journey of a Burmese ruby from the Mogok Valley to your jewelry collection is one we take very seriously. We prioritize ethical sourcing practices, ensuring that our gemstones are mined responsibly and that the local communities benefit from this trade. This commitment to ethical practices ensures that when you purchase a ruby from [Rewa Jewelry](https://rewa.jewelry/), you are supporting sustainable and fair-trade practices.

Conclusion

Burmese rubies are more than just gemstones; they are pieces of history, symbols of cultural significance, and testaments to the beauty and resilience of nature. Whether you are a collector, a lover of fine jewelry, or someone looking to make a meaningful purchase, a Burmese ruby is an investment in both beauty and heritage.

Explore our exquisite collection of Burmese rubies at [Rewa Jewelry](https://rewa.jewelry/) and find a piece that speaks to you. Each ruby carries with it a legacy of luxury, history, and unparalleled beauty, ready to become a cherished part of your story.

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Unearthing Earth's Jewels: A Journey into the World of Minerals and Precious Stones

In the vast tapestry of our planet's geology lie hidden treasures that captivate our imagination and adorn our lives with beauty and wonder. From the depths of the earth, minerály a drahé kameny emerge, each possessing a unique story of formation and allure. Let us embark on a journey into this dazzling realm, where nature's artistry takes center stage.

At the heart of this journey lies the process of mineral formation, an intricate dance of elements and forces that span millennia. From the fiery depths of volcanic eruptions to the serene tranquility of sedimentary deposits, minerals are born through a myriad of geological processes. Some, like diamonds, are forged under intense pressure and heat deep within the Earth's mantle, while others, like opals, form within the cracks and crevices of ancient rocks, capturing light in a mesmerizing display of color.

Among these treasures, precious stones stand out as nature's most exquisite creations. Diamonds, revered for their unparalleled brilliance and hardness, have long symbolized love and endurance. Their journey from the depths of the earth to the glittering displays of jewelry stores is a testament to human ingenuity and perseverance. Yet, diamonds are but one facet of the rich tapestry of precious stones that adorn our world.

Emeralds, with their deep green hue reminiscent of lush forests, have enchanted civilizations for centuries. From the mines of Colombia to the valleys of Zambia, these gems carry with them the mystique of ancient cultures and the allure of distant lands. Rubies, with their fiery red brilliance, evoke passion and vitality, while sapphires, in shades of blue as deep as the ocean, symbolize wisdom and truth.

Beyond their aesthetic appeal, minerals and precious stones hold a wealth of scientific significance. They provide valuable insights into the Earth's geological history, offering clues about past environments and processes. Through the study of mineralogy, scientists can unravel the mysteries of our planet's formation and evolution, shedding light on phenomena ranging from volcanic eruptions to the movement of tectonic plates.

Moreover, minerals play a crucial role in modern technology, serving as the building blocks of everything from smartphones to spacecraft. From the silicon in computer chips to the lithium in rechargeable batteries, these elements are essential for powering the technological advancements that shape our world. Meanwhile, precious stones continue to inspire creativity and craftsmanship, finding their way into exquisite works of art and haute couture.

Yet, amidst the allure of these treasures, lies a sobering reality. The extraction of minerals and precious stones often comes at a cost, both to the environment and to the communities that inhabit these regions. Irresponsible mining practices can lead to deforestation, habitat destruction, and pollution, while workers may face hazardous conditions and exploitation.

As stewards of this planet, it is incumbent upon us to tread lightly and ethically in our pursuit of these precious resources. By supporting sustainable mining practices and advocating for transparency and accountability in the industry, we can ensure that future generations will continue to marvel at the beauty of Earth's jewels.

In conclusion, minerals and precious stones are more than just objects of beauty; they are windows into the Earth's history, symbols of human creativity, and catalysts for technological innovation. As we delve deeper into the mysteries of our planet, let us remember to cherish and protect these treasures, ensuring that their splendor endures for generations to come.