info about benitoite?
benitoites are deeply knowledgeable aristocrats, a gift created by umbra diamond for empyreal diamond. they are shrinekeepers and historians, preserving the deep past of gemkind. they are often passive and wisdomous in nature, quaintly tending to the old structures that were built long ago. when you interact with one, they wouldnt mind telling tales, legends, and stories about triumphs and sorrows that happened throughout their history. they have a very keen memory, able to perfectly memorize their experiences and knowledge throughout their immortal lives! my benitoite is a prime example of this gem type.
benitoites are not all too common, which can add mysteriousness if you were to be lucky enough to see one with your very eyes. benitoites are deeply treasured, and are very overtly loyal to the diamonds. some rebels say their history lessons may be a bit skewed in their favor...
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Sour
Jealous! Silvio Ricci x Reader
Warnings: 18+ Slightly suggestive, jealousy and violent themes.
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Silvio Ricci wasn’t a jealous man, at least not before he met (Y/n), now every man he saw near her was a potential threat to him. He always thought he was very good at pretending not to be jealous, but anyone in plain sight could sense he was fuming inside, especially Gilbert.
Sitting across the comfortable couch, he looked over at the gigantic windows, and there she was, carefully showing Prince Keith the variety of flora that the Rhodolite Garden had to offer. Watching (Y/n) talking with Gumskull made him agitated.
Gilbert smirked, putting down his cup of tea on the table, he knew exactly what to say to sting the white-haired male that sat across him. “She seems to be enjoying herself-” That was enough to make Silvio get up from his seat. “Oh, I bet she fucking is!” Silvio scoffed, quickly heading outside.
“You’re so easy to piss off…” Gilbert whispered, completely amused by the mess he created.
Feeling an unsettling aura behind her, (Y/n) turned around only to meet with the familiar ocean-blue eyes she loved. But this time they were different, his eyes glared with resentment towards her and the Prince in front of her. “What y’all talking about?” he suspiciously asked, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, and pulling her towards him. Receiving a warming smile from Prince Keith he tried to explain. “Oh, (Y/n) was showing me the diversity-”
“Boring, c’mon…” Silvio answered, dragging his lover along with him, leaving behind Prince Keith confused.
“Silvio-” (Y/n) tried to protest. “We’re leaving” He firmly answered.
Forcing her into his room he slammed the door shut behind him. “You don’t think I’m this fucking dumb, do you?” He asks her, trapping her between his arms against the beige wall.
“What?!” furrowing her eyebrow (Y/n) asked, completely confused about the whole situation. Thinking about what could have caused him to be acting this way, she finally understood. “You’re not seriously jealous of Prince Keith are you?”
His eyebrow twisted and he chuckled darkly. Feeling one of his hands raise her chin, he spoke again. “I’m not jealous, I just don’t like you keeping from me.” “I was just showing him the variety of roses-” She tried to reason with her lover.
“You never did that with me.”
“Because you hate roses!”
There was an almost awkward silence in the room as he ran out of arguments to use against her. “I saw how you looked at him!” He accused once again. “You wanted him to fuck you, right there in front of-” His sentence was cut off by a sudden slap against the skin of his left cheek, leaving a red mark across his gorgeous face.
“You’re acting like a fucking asshole!” She shouted back at him. Silvio’s frustration boils over as he grabs her wrist forcefully. Looking at each other’s eyes, the tension between them was going beyond their limits.
“Maybe I need to remind you who you belong to…” He smirked, placing one of his hands on her lower back, pulling her body closer to his. The air thickened with desire as his lips met with hers, she tried to resist his urgers, but she couldn’t. Whatever heated argument they were having was already vanishing in her mind as their lips danced together. The tension of their disagreement quickly transformed into lust, and time seemed to stand still as they lost their selves in the heat of the moment.
Pulling apart to give her some time to breathe, he wasted no time covering her neck with marks. He bit, sucked, and kissed her the most sensitive areas of her neck, that only he knew about, leaving her a total mess in his arms. “S-Silvio, stop- ahh~” He smirked to himself, deep down he knew that power he had over (Y/n), he loved it so much it turned him on.
Melting into his arms, Silvio knew exactly what she wanted. Wrapping both her legs around him, he lifted her, bringing her to the bed where he gently laid her on, placing himself on top of her.
“This is a punishment, why do you seem to be enjoying it that much?” He mocked while caressing her inner thighs, noticing her aroused features. Adverting her timid gaze from his, he forced her head to look his way. “Answer me…” he whispered against her lips.
“I-I need you…” (Y/n) whispered sweetly against him. Chuckling darkly, he stared at her bare neck. “You’re gonna have to do better than that…” he murmured, burying his head deeper into the curve of her neck.
“Beg.”
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Hey, hope you enjoyed :p
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