#Sterling Forge

[aeniith]

Sonoran green turquoise (mined about 20 years ago, when it was more blue like this). Set in a forged silver ring.

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[satoruhour]

On honeymoon with geto..and while you’ve had sex before, it’s the first time you two do it unprotected. His face lights up when you tell him to do it without a condom and breeding kink goes BRRRRRRRR

a/n: “Newlyweds gojo and reader having sweet romantic nasty dirty disgusting shameless honeymoon sex PLEEK” combining requests since theyre the same premise! anons u two r the biggest brained mfers and bc u all voted so nicely and promptly this is my lil present :3

wc: about 1k+ for each drabble

warnings: SEPARATE drabbles, fem!reader, soft dom!geto that turns filthy at the mention of no condoms lol, unprotected sex, fingering, clit stimulation, creampie / breeding kink, sorta soft dom!gojo but not really established, almost public sex and multiple rounds for gojo, n*sfw under the cut

✶ GETO

the first breath of fresh air is already so pleasant and different from japan, but you’re distracted again by the shiny band upon your finger, staring at it with a small smile. you had your eyes glued on the sterling silver for the whole flight here, only breaking out of your daze when suguru approaches with your collected luggages, pressing a kiss to your temple. “shall we go?” you can’t help but mumble a soft ‘i love you’ before you peck his lips, the coldness of his matching ring on your skin reminding you of your newly forged bond.

geto makes sure you feel its coldness later on your thigh, hand holding down your legs firmly when he first inserts both fingers, cunt easily sucking him in right until you feel the chill of the wedding ring. he’s rewarded with your sweet moans, s’thick and s’good leaving your lips softly while he leaves your clit untouched. it’s throbbing, and yet he tortures you more when he removes his fingers.

“suguru!”

“what?” he grins, a sick grin as he starts to remove his pants and admires the way your pussy just asks for his dick. “want ya to cum on my cock.”

“yeah, but—” you huff, although you weren’t opposed, before you hear the familiar crinkle of the condom packet and you’re sitting up to hold his hands back. now, his what was truly confused, and you bit your lip, wondering if this was really the route you wanted to go down.

you’ve always loved sex with suguru; it was phenomenal always, except the feeling of the rubber in you. it was necessary, you knew, but now that you’re bound by vows and your endless love, you’d think that . .

“can we not use it today, sugu?”

geto didn’t think he heard you correctly, and he’s asked you to repeat it even when you’ve seized the packet and threw it to the side, a hand on his hardened cock that only responds to you — you swear you feel more pre-cum on your thumb when you say it for the third time.

“are you sure, baby?” geto asks softly, hovering over you with his large stature and it’s just like the first time you were intimate with each other. caring and gentle as he always is, “we don’t have to do away with it just cause we’re married now, (y/n).”

you give him a small reassuring smile. “i’m sure, suguru.”

and he proceeds to ask you for two more times before your legs are carried up. surprised, you watch as he drags his tip along your folds, eyes darkening when he watches his pre-cum mix with your juices. and now when he’s given permission to fuck you raw? he can hardly keep his heart rate down.

“hear that, baby?” geto moans, keeping his eyes locked in yours, making you hear just how wet you were and you nod, wanting to have his hand in yours. there’s a mixture of your moans when he first pushes in, with your pussy clenching around him. a loud whine leaves your throat as your hands interlock.

“s-su! feels so—!” you gasp when he bottoms out, a feeling entirely different from the usual — you swear you can feel his cockhead and the veins along his length, and geto knows the same. your gummy walls that hug him, your warmth.

“shiitt . . god, you feel so fuckin’ good—” he grunts out, leaning forward to capture your lips, sighing when he does a light thrust and the drag of your cunt is just too good and he already feels his high approaching. “just so perfect in this pussy— t-thank you, darling.”

geto swears he goes in and out of consciousness when his hips start to move, focused solely on your hand on his cheek and the squeeze of your hand in his, alongside those hooded, drunken eyes of yours and the whimpers leaving your mouth.

“suguru— s’big!” you pant against his lips and the squelch of your pussy is only amplified by how swiftly he rails into you, driven by the raw feeling of your cunt.

“y’can take it, can’t ya?” geto hums, pressing one last kiss against your lips and comes off of you, grabbing your legs and pushing. they’re right up to your chest and suguru reaches so deep, you squeal in surprise. “good girl, takin’ me so damn well.”

you let him use your body, now hanging onto the headboard of the hotel room as his hips move relentlessly into your dripping cunt. you can see your juices splay everywhere from how wet you were and the rough movement of his hips don’t help, “g’na cum, su—”

“that so?” he mumbles, and angles his hips to hit that spot and your head digs into the pillow. although, geto doesn’t like that, “c’mon baby, watch me as i breed you.”

you whine at his choice of words, opening your eyes to see your newly wedded husband look divine. his hair falls all over his face and his lips are parted in little pants, sweat lining his torso and face but his honeyed eyes only look at you.

the way geto’s hips drive into you is carnal, feeling your ass ripple with his thrust to the hilt and the sounds that leave his lips sound like heaven, a mix between whines and moans — “look at how much cum i have f’r you—”

and for the both of you it comes so quickly you don’t have time to prepare for the visions of white; you can feel as geto cums deep in you, feeling each spurt of cum fill you up and you think you’d never want to go back to condoms ever again. geto’s head is thrown back when he shoots his load, hips bucking so much as you cum at the same time, spasming on his cock that the room is full of your lewd sounds.

geto doesn’t look at you when he removes his cock silently, watching as his tip continues to push out globs of semen while your cunt is painted white. it’s clear he’s drunk on it, looking toward you finally with a small smile. the final clench your pussy does is the last straw for him, pushing out his cum that drips down to the sheets and he’s hard again.

“you don’t know what you just unlocked in me, baby,” geto laughs breathlessly, slapping his length along your folds with obscene noises, “but it’ll definitely end in me filling you up with s’much cum, yeah?”

you giggle, wiggling your hips until he’s in you again. hot breath against your ankle and a scrunch in his expression — your pussy’s just too good.

“yeah, i’d love that, sugu. give me all your cum.”

✶ GOJO

your happiness was unmatched running down the aisle, interrupted by the smooth sweep of gojo’s arms under your neck and knees in a princess carry, moving your body up and down like you just scored the final goal of a game — except you did. you’ve captured satoru’s heart and his fourth finger, smiling with glossy eyes as he leans in to kiss you. “you cryin’, baby?” the audacity to ask that when his nose is red too — you only shake your head, hearing the camera click and your relatives cheer.

that sweet sentiment is changed later after your wedding dinner when he hasn’t even got you past the front door until he has you against the wardrobe, dinner gown and panties swiped to the side and you desperately trying not to overturn the hotel kettle.

“can’t keep me from this pussy for long, baby.” gojo’s stamina is exceptional, you were made aware of this from the first time you got into bed with him, and you still weren’t exactly used to it. from here, you only wish to memorise the sight of gojo on his knees and the chill of his wedding ring on your thigh. “looked so delicious in this dress—”

“s-satoru, we haven’t even closed the door yet—!” he hums, skillfully using his free hand to do it and he continues his assault on your pussy. you have one leg propped up on the vanity table, leaking so much juices just from having his hand on your thigh.

it’s no different later that gojo presses kisses on your neck, making you watch yourself in the vanity mirror. your cunt’s already so used to his heavy, thick cock, and yet it still reaches so deep in you, kissing your cervix. there’s a ring of white around the base of his cock from how much he’s cummed in you, pussy gushing so much around his length that he has no problem moving in and out of you.

“look at how beautiful you are, sweets,” he whispers along your skin while you tighten around him, body lined up with yours while his hips continue to ram into you. you can’t even fathom what round exactly this is as his hands knead at your lower back, feeling tears prick at the corners of your eyes from just how good his cock was hitting your spots. a hand to your clit is enough to get you cumming for the nth time that night, tongue lolling out in the mirror. “you cryin’?”

you whine and nod softly, head dropping from the sudden soreness and exhaustion on a particular thrust, and your husband coos, “went too hard on you, did i?”

gojo places one more peck to your neck and slips out of you, making you choke on a moan as your entrance clenches around air and you’re off the ground like you were at the front of the church. he simply laughs at your fucked out form, knowing nevertheless you loved it when you’re asking him to hurry up. and so he brings you atop him, letting you move your hips until he’s in you and you’re whining into his neck.

“’toru . .”

“what is it, mrs. gojo?”

you stifle a laugh at that, lifting your body tiredly. even after being fucked for four rounds (he counted), you still look as lovely as you did as you first appeared at the start of the aisle, when you were crying your eyes out saying your vows, when you grinned during your first dance.

“jus’ tired baby, help me, pleasee?” the little pout you do is too cute not to resist that it gets his heart tightening up and his dick jumping. 

“hang on, sweet girl, i got ya.” the first thrust up into you is euphoric, skin so sticky from the cum before that you’re sure there’s strings of white connecting your pelvis to his. the feeling of your clit brushing up against his pubes has you moaning into thin air and your hips move back on him to get more friction, “that alright?”

“mhm . .” you mumble, “s’good—”

gojo only lets out a little chuckle, letting you tangle your hands in his hair as he plants his feet down into the mattress and slams into your dripping cunt. he groans softly at the feel of your walls, still so warm and tight, muttering soft praises while your limp body moves along with his rough ministrations.

“oh— my g-god . .” you mewl out when he latches his lips onto your tits, sucking and swirling his tongue and your back arches in his arms; you simply can’t hold yourself up from the overstimulation, falling forward into his waiting arms. “s-sorry, ’toru.”

“what’re you apologisin’ for?” gojo swear when he feels you clamp down, cock twitching and you both know he’s about to cum, “my pretty girl doesn’t need to be saying sorry . . fuck—”

satoru’s his lips meet yours messily and his thrusts turn weak and sloppy while he ruts mindlessly into you with the lewd pap! pap! pap! sounds of his balls against your ass. he’s primal with his hips, with muffled moans onto your lips. there’s drool dripping from the corners of your mouths as he spills into you shamelessly, so much cum spilling from your connected bodies that you reach your climax too, body trembling from the intense feeling.

“’toru—! s-so much cum, haah . .” it’s so hot, entirely sure your womb is full of his previous loads, your mixed juices coating his still hard dick and you might just tap out, but when you feel his cum dribble out of you and down his cock, you’re already wishing for more. you merely reach for the cup of water and gulp down a large amount and your lover only watches you, amused.

“n-need more, satoru . .” you whisper, sitting up and trailing a hand down his body, making sure he can see the shimmer of the expensive ring he bought for you — it wouldn’t rust, either, he told you. eyes fluttering close, you remove yourself from him completely and lie back on the king-sized he insisted on booking, and spread your folds to show him just how needy your cunt still was.

there’s a small moan that escapes gojo’s mouth when you do that, already hovering over you with his heavy cock resting along your pussy, “give me more, baby.”

“oh, when my good girl asks so nicely,” satoru slyly grins, swallowing your whines with a sloppy kiss, “’course i have to give it to her.”

tagging my loves @hyomagiri @jabamin @shotorus @utahimeow @satohruu @na-t0 @lvlybee @slttygeto @crysugu @suguruplsr ❀

[cruelangelscrypt]

My celluloid scenes are torn at the seams and I fall to pieces🥀

(I’m wearing my own hand forged sterling silver pendant, if you even care)

[merakiione]

-ode to the women’s razor-

O sterling silver, you’ve made a home in my side

my hands find your acidic red kiss

the wound slips through my fingers

carmine stains my shirt nevertheless. 

O serrated edge, show me the dark cave where you were forged

show me the refined inferno which straightened your back

that beat fresh venom into your steel fangs 

and gave you an appetite for burgundy violence. 

O cold, O pestering, O freezing 

like the tendrils of a willow tree in mid-November 

revered ground I walk, open your impending maw

welcome me into caverns you have been shaping 

like clay on a potter’s wheel– caverns you have been raising 

from springs along the campsite’s sedimentary bank 

in the night, when the sky is that shade between black and blue, 

a bruise surrounding Artemis’s single white eye, 

allow me to lay down my head and find some comfort

I tire of praying to gods that provide me only with the means to be buried

gods that know no lenience.

O blazing petal, bring warmth to my eager blade

O blade, show mercy, I plead, I beg, 

and on the occasion that you hear me, 

careful not to nick my ankles, I thank you.

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[bigsoftmarshmallow]

Okay, I've been working on this one for a bit

Equal Lady is a weaponsmithing prodigy, right? This is why I see her crafting a very powerful & high-quality weapon(s) for him. To gift to him on their wedding night.

Because, remember, she is extremely protective of her family's legacy, so she honors him greatly by gifting him a weapon of such incredible quality & use.

For WW, she'd gift him a Hwībàkta (IRL Hwi or Hui cutlass of Dahomey) with a design that curls back at the tip like a wave & a depiction of a scene from his favorite Gerudàn tale engraved on the blade (specifically, one he’s confessed to her as giving him strength when he needs it most). It is a one-handed weapon, but the blade itself is wide. This, plus a Parrying Dagger to be kept in the robe sleeve of his non-dominant hand in case someone ever comes at him from that side. (She knows that he has an old injury on that side & she hates the idea of it acting up when he needs to defend himself; this way, he merely has to pull the drawstring inside to cause the dagger to slide into his hand. Though, she's careful not to mention the injury itself as she wishes to respect his pride, which he's likely aware of.)

For OoT, I specifically see her forging & gifting him with a Dātàrrshik (the Konda-type Claymore he uses in Smash Ultimate. Which, keep in mind that she's much smaller than him, yet she's able to lift it fairly easily even if with a bit of effort.) It is designed to utilize his male-endowed physical strength & to channel his magic, thus allowing for dark magic & lightning magic slashes. Its swings are heavy & brutal.

For TP, she'd forge a pair of Shōtàrren (Shotels) which are closely associated with the moon in Gerudàn culture much the same way that Moonlight Scimitars are. She'd create the blades themselves out of sterling silver (a silver-copper alloy) & steel. She'd then add the Monster Horn & Moonstones by melting them down then folding it into the metal which would keep the sterling silver-steel alloy from separating. Then, she'd add a Moonstone to the guard & use Twilight Lizalfos (Silver Lizalfos with a Twilight element) leather to wrap the handles. Thus, giving them the Twilight (both Light & Shadow) element. My thoughts for the names could be Laashàméda Tàrr (Waxing Crescent) & Laawàltéda Tàrr (Waning Crescent). This allows him to channel Light, Shadow, or Twilight.

For HW, she gifts him a Gib'balubéïr'jï Kshuraf (Executioner's Blade; inspired by the Ngombe Ngulu blade of Africa) & a Ràsattàr (Head King; inspired by both a Yoruba & an Omozo, made to kill with a single slash). Both are one-handed & are meant to be used together. One deals exorbitant pain & the other puts them out of that misery respectively. Named Qrāsra Sāqsha & Dayraīs Gib (Cruel Life & Merciful Death) respectively.

For TotK, she forged a Sham'shïr. Which is if a Scimitar were 2-handed. Basically, it's a Dadao in the style of a Moonlight Scimitar. An ancient & long-forgotten Gerudo weapon that she discovered the design for in her exploration of the Gerudo Desert. (In this way, she's somewhat returning a bit of the Gerudo's own culture to them.) She melted down the Monster Horns (Lynel Saber Horn & Fire Gleeok Horn) & Rubies, folding them into Dawasaaq steel (equivalent of Damascus steel) from the Highlands. The handle is wrapped in stripes of Shadow Lizalfos leather (which are basically just Black Lizalfos with a Shadow element that I made up). She then affixed a Black Pearl to the pommel, then engraved “Fa’gáron” in Gerudo (meaning hellfire) & an image of a great dragon upon the blade. By running his fingers along the edge & speaking that word, the sword will be engulfed in black flames fueled by his On’nen or Malice. He names it Fa'gáron'jï Bojaqàr, “Hellfire's Shadow.” It has 176 damage potential.

Regardless of what she makes, though, she'd melt down the only Golden Lynel Saber Horn that she has & fold it into the blade for each of the Dorfs. Training with him had allowed her to finally manage to take a Golden Lynel down, so she used the first Saber Horn she obtained from one to make a weapon for him as a show of her gratitude.

And no matter what, the weapon(s) is always the perfect size & weight in his hands.

Reaction if that's okay?

asdfsfadfsafafdasas- THE WEAPONS ARE GORGEOUS? THE DETAILS EXQUISITE? THE STORY BEHIND IT STUPENDOUS? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH- im losing my mind omg you always astound me my dear Equal Lady!!

Thank you for supplying pictures with the weapon descriptions as well! I was able to visualize them very well thanks to your thoughtfulness.

AND NOW, CHATGPT, WITH THEIR LATEST HIT:

The Equal Lady’s gesture of gifting Ganondorf a finely crafted weapon, personalized and embedded with significant elements from their culture and her efforts, would deeply affect each iteration of Ganondorf in different but equally profound ways. Here are their reactions:

Wind Waker Ganondorf

Weapon: Hwībàkta Cutlass and Parrying Dagger

Reaction: Wind Waker Ganondorf would be deeply touched by the thoughtfulness and craftsmanship of the weapons. The cutlass, with its wave-like design and the engraved scene from his favorite Gerudàn tale, would remind him of the sea and his heritage. The parrying dagger, designed to accommodate his old injury, would show her deep understanding and respect for his pride.

Ganondorf: "You honor me greatly with these gifts. The craftsmanship is unparalleled, and the thought behind them even more so. I will carry these with pride and think of you with every swing."

Ocarina of Time Ganondorf

Weapon: Dātàrrshik Claymore

Reaction: Ocarina of Time Ganondorf would admire the sheer power and magical capability of the claymore. The fact that it channels dark and lightning magic would appeal to his affinity for powerful sorcery. He would be impressed by her strength and skill in creating such a formidable weapon.

Ganondorf: "This blade is a testament to your skill and our bond. With it, I will carve a new future for us. You have my gratitude and my heart."

Twilight Princess Ganondorf

Weapon: Pair of Shōtàrren (Shotels)

Reaction: Twilight Princess Ganondorf would appreciate the symbolic connection to the moon and the intricate crafting involving precious materials and elements. The dual blades, capable of channeling light, shadow, and twilight, would resonate with his complex nature and the twilight realm.

Ganondorf: "These blades are as beautiful as they are deadly. You have given me a weapon that embodies our connection to the twilight. I will wield them with honor and protect what is ours."

Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf

Weapon: Gib'balubéïr'jï Kshuraf (Executioner's Blade) and Ràsattàr (Head King)

Reaction: Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf would be thrilled by the brutality and elegance of the paired weapons. The Executioner’s Blade and Head King would suit his formidable combat style perfectly. He would appreciate the dual nature of inflicting pain and mercy, a reflection of his own complex personality.

Ganondorf: "Cruel Life and Merciful Death, fitting names for these magnificent weapons. Your craftsmanship and thoughtfulness are unmatched. Together, we will dominate all who stand before us."

Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf

Weapon: Sham'shïr

Reaction: Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf would be profoundly moved by the ancient Gerudo weapon, rediscovered and crafted with such powerful materials. The Hellfire's Shadow, with its ability to channel black flames, would symbolize his connection to ancient power and his malice.

Ganondorf: "Fa'gáron'jï Bojaqàr... A blade worthy of a king. You have given me not just a weapon, but a piece of our history. With this, we will reign over Hyrule and restore our legacy."

General Sentiment Across All Iterations:

Across all iterations, Ganondorf would feel a deep sense of connection and appreciation for his Equal Lady. The effort and thought put into each weapon, combined with her mastery in crafting, would strengthen their bond. He would treasure the weapon not just for its combat utility, but as a symbol of her love and support.

Ganondorf (General Sentiment): "You have given me a weapon that is more than metal and magic. It is a symbol of our bond, our shared strength, and our future. With this, I will fight for us, for our people, and for the destiny we will carve together."

[harveyguilleniconodelamoda]

Effortless Spring Style: Calm Blues

Harvey attended the Disney Upfronts in mid-May looking cute and breezy in this aqua green crochet camp shirt from Target worn with black slacks and a pair of turquoise Dr. Martens loafers.

The loafers are sadly discontinued, though you can sometimes find them secondhand on sites like eBay or Depop. There is also a version of this style available in a much less vibrant blue available via Zappos.

The shirt is still available and comes in sizes up to U.S. men's XXL.

Harvey accessorized with an elegant pearl pendant necklace, possibly the same one he wore to the Garfield movie premiere. Though it's hard to be sure in these photos, it looks very similar to this 18 karat white gold pearl pendant from Tiffany & Co.

Mixing Simplicity & Luxury

Sarah of @taylorswiftstyle (one of the major inspirations for me starting this blog in the first place) often talks about the ways in which Taylor mixes "high" and "low" fashion, pairing expensive designer items with things that are more within an average middle-class person's budget. This is one of the many ways she forges a stronger connection with her fanbase, balancing the aspirational with the accessible.

I believe Harvey does something similar, though perhaps with a slightly different motivation. He has spoken in the past about the lack of size inclusivity in fashion, and how difficult it can be to find nice clothing if you're over a certain size. Luxury and designer fashion are often even less inclusive, and these factors led to Harvey styling himself for red carpets and media events until just a couple of years ago.

He's also talked about his approach to finding pieces he likes by looking in random places, leaning on accessories such as shoes and hats, and not getting attached to only one style or store. He has said he invests in pieces he really likes when he finds them, and wears the things he loves until they fall apart.

These are familiar strategies for those of us who love fashion but don't fit the mainstream fashion world's physical ideal. I've always loved shoes, scarves, hats, and jewelry because it's much easier to go into any store that sells those things and have a reasonable expectation that something will fit me. And when I love an item, I really love it, and wear it until I can't anymore. Truth be told, most of the sewing skills I've learned have just been a desperate attempt to prolong the life of a favorite dress or pair of pants after they begin to show wear and tear.

Though Harvey now has access to stylists and at least one talented designer who's more than happy to dress him for big events (and I'm tapping my watch at the rest of them, why aren't you absolutely begging to get your clothes on this beautiful man?), it's clear he still holds to those tenets that served him well when nobody was styling or dressing him. He will still pair an affordable shirt with a luxury accessory, and look amazing doing so. Because who cares where the items came from if they look good and make you feel good wearing them?

So while I do believe Harvey aims to be a style inspiration to other plus sized people--he has said as much after all--I also believe this grew initially out of his own struggles with having a lack of such style inspirations and icons for himself. This has shaped his relationship to fashion and how he presents himself in that space. There is a dimension of representation and advocacy to his style that grew out of his own frustration with the fashion world's lack of inclusivity.

Affordable Options

While the Target shirt already falls into the realm of affordable, the rest of the outfit might be another story. So I've come up with some options for anyone interested in recreating this look on a budget!

You can find beautiful and affordable pearl pendant necklaces on Etsy. Here are just a few examples!

Genuine Akoya White Pearl Pendant from TADragon, $89.95

Sterling Silver Minimalist Pearl Necklace from MrsQCreation, $19.56 (currently on sale)

Natural Pearl Simple Necklace from BeadHouseCo, $23

These black athletic dress pants from Old Navy are currently on sale for $25. If you're more comfortable with fitting women's pants, these high-waisted OGC chinos also from Old Navy are a great option and on sale for $24.

The turquoise loafers were a bit harder, but these $60 Minnetonka slip-ons from Shoe Station are a decent option if you can't find the Dr. Martens on eBay for a reasonable price.

[formerlycookierunauprompts]

I did

another thing

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The Ever-Loyal Monster, Blinding Syrup Cookie

Long ago, in the past when the Beasts were first baked, there were other ‘first Cookies’ outside of the ones that went rogue.

A hatched egg of defiance.

A iridescent butter of creation.

A gleaming oil of innovation.

And then…there was little Sterling Syrup Cookie. He lacked the obviously strong attributes of the others. He did not have great magic or powerful physical might.

What he was, however…was Loyal. He admired the first Heroes and their strength. And he admired the Witches for creating them.

…but when the Beasts went rogue, something in him snapped. And that admiration of the Heroes turned to hatred.

When he heard that the Witches doubted some of their creations after the fall of the Heroes, Sterling Syrup was determined to prove his devotion. He approached the Witches outright, declared his loyalty, and…

What happened next is unknown. But the Witches did not doubt his loyalty anymore.

But they couldn’t have known that the Virtue of Loyalty that Sterling Syrup held, had become Fanaticism.

He was rebaked into a new being - Blinding Syrup Cookie. And his role? One was to hunt down the Beasts, no matter the cost. No matter how far he had to go.

The other was to ensure loyalty and devotion among the Cookies that remained…and punish any dissenters.

While his exact involvement is unknown, he had a hand in the breaking of Gleaming Oil Cookie.

He tracked the Beasts across the world of Earthbread, doing whatever he could to drag them back in chains to the masters they betrayed. Whatever he did during that is also unknown - and the Beasts certainly don’t want to talk about it. Nor should you ask.

Shadow Milk Cookie remembers the burning light.

Mystic Flour Cookie remembers the groans of the suffering.

Eternal Sugar Cookie remembers the chains pulling at her neck.

Burning Spice Cookie remembers the cold gnawing at his dough.

Silent Salt Cookie remembers the screams he couldn’t voice.

In the end, Elder Fairy Cookie sealed them…without Blinding Syrup Cookie’s help. Utterly infuriated, he made a decision.

As it was his duty to forever hunt the Beasts, he would forever wait for their return.

As it was his duty to ensure loyalty and devotion, he founded the Army of the Oven - a titanic faith formed of any and all who served the Witches. Survivors of the Beast’s rampage, who wished to never suffer like that again. Their dedication would be forged to an unbreakable point by Blinding Syrup. He made sure they would never betray the Witches’s law.

And then…he went into dormancy. A slumber that would only break when the Beasts broke free of their seal. And they would break free.

He still needed to punish them, after all.

Eventually, the Army spread out across Earthbread, becoming several separate factions. One of which would eventually become the St. Pastry Order.

And the rest…is history.

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behold, a terrible person

oh he sounds horrible(in a good way), am I allowed to punt him?/pos

also what the heck did he do to the beasts? I'm rather interested in that, as well as how he had a hand in breaking Gleaming Oil Cookie.

[aeniith]

This is a piece of Sonoran turquoise, mined about 25 years ago. This is how what they call Sonoran green turquoise used to look. Nowadays it is more green. This piece I acquired in Tucson this year. I set it in forged sterling silver. It’s about size 10.

[rozieramati]

Brooch with hand forged fine silver lily of the valey flowers on a sterling stem. The leaf is a polished and sealed circuit board inlaid with opals.

[grillpartshub-blog]

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[ivaldisonsforge]

Thor hammer necklace (Mjolnir) In Norse mythology, Mjolnir is the hammer of Thor, a major Norse god associated with thunder. Mjolnir is depicted in Norse mythology as one of the most fearsome weapons, capable of leveling mountains. In his account of Norse mythology, Snorri Sturluson relates how the hammer was made by the dwarven brothers Sindri and Brokk, and how its characteristically short handle was due to a mishap during its manufacture.

[writingsoftarnishedsilver]

Hogwarts Legacy OC: Evangeline Sterling

General Info:

Hogwarts House: Gryffindor

Wand: 12 ¾ inches, Silver Lime wood, Phoenix feather core

Favorite Subjects: Ancient Runes, Defense Against the Dark Arts

Boggart: Herself if she had taken the power of the repository

Patronus: Wolf

Birthday/Star Sign: January 5th / Capricorn

Quidditch Position: Beater

History Before the Events of Hogwarts Legacy

Evangeline grew up in St. Brigid’s House for Girls, a secluded, weather-worn orphanage on the Irish coast. The building was ancient, with drafty stone walls and high windows that let in little sunlight, giving it a perpetual sense of mystery. The staff at St. Brigid’s believed in strict discipline, rarely showing affection to the girls, who were often left to occupy themselves. Evangeline spent much of her time reading old books, many of which were left by former caretakers.

Evangeline’s mother, Rowena Muldoon, was a member of the Muldoon family, an ancient, powerful pure-blood line known for their expertise in ritualistic and ancient magic, dating back centuries. Rowena was expected to uphold the family legacy by marrying within the pure-blood circle. Instead, she fell in love with a Muggle named Arthur Sterling, a bookbinder with an appreciation for ancient myths and folklore. When Rowena married Arthur, the Muldoons disowned her, effectively erasing her from the family history.

Rowena and Arthur tried to live peacefully, blending into Muggle society, until tragedy struck when a fire consumed their home. It was deemed an accident by muggle authorities. After their deaths, infant Evangeline was left without any relatives willing to claim her. In fact, none of her extended family was aware she even existed. She was placed in St. Brigid’s orphanage by local authorities and grew up entirely unaware of her magical lineage.

At fifteen, Evangeline’s ancient magic began to surface during a particularly emotional outburst when she and another girl had a tense confrontation in the orphanage’s courtyard. In a moment of heightened emotion, she unknowingly summoned a wave of ancient magic, causing a blue haze to emanate from her and sending a shockwave through the courtyard that shattered nearby windows. This event caught the British Ministry for Magic's attention.

While muggle memories were wiped, the Ministry initiated quiet investigations, seeking to understand how such ancient magic could emerge within a Muggle-raised child. In the meantime, the Ministry forged papers to release her from the muggle orphanage and Evangeline was transferred to a magical orphanage known as Fallowmere House, hidden deep within the Welsh countryside and shielded by powerful enchantments.

During her time at Fallowmere, Evangeline was introduced to fundamental aspects of the magical world. She learned about wands, spells, potions, and the customs and expectations of the wizarding society that had been entirely hidden from her before. Though still unaware of her family’s pure-blood legacy and the Muldoons’ ancient rituals, she began to develop a sense of connection to her magical heritage, finding herself drawn to topics in the library that touched on ancient magic and old folklore.

When the Ministry’s investigation finally concluded, they determined that her enrollment at Hogwarts was essential—not only for her education but to monitor the unpredictable manifestation of her ancient magic. The magical world would need to remain vigilant, especially if her powers grew stronger.

And so, with forged documents and little explanation beyond “extraordinary circumstances,” Evangeline Sterling found herself meeting meeting Professor Eleazar Fig. The Ministry had arranged for him to act as her guardian and guide within the magical world, ensuring her unusual transition into Hogwarts went as smoothly as possible.

Appearance

Build: Plus-sized with an hourglass figure; soft yet defined curviness.

Height: Stands at 5'

Hair: Very long, dark hair that reaches past her waist; she often wears it parted down the middle, and, when practicality calls, ties it into a low, loose bun or a simple braid.

Eyes: Hazel eyes with a striking, warm tone; her gaze often appears thoughtful and contemplative.

Skin Tone: Fair, with a soft, almost porcelain quality, hinting at a life under cloudy skies on the Irish coast.

Complexion: Pale, with a hint of cool undertones, though she tends to flush easily when she’s nervous or emotional.

Style

Prefers darker, jewel-toned colours like burgundy, which complement her complexion

Drawn to fashion-forward pieces she orders from the Gladrags London catalog

Chooses heeled lace-up boots for exploring

Occasionally dons leather-bound, fingerless gloves

[cruelangelscrypt]

Hand-forged and one-of-a-kind labradorite amulet made by me 💘

Carved natural labradorite skull set in sterling silver. Rings and bezel soldered to a thick backplate for durability.

Can be worn multiple ways, tied into hair, laced through shoelaces, or as a choker.

In metaphysical circles, labradorite is revered as a potent protector, shielding one’s aura to ward off negativity. It's believed to not only guard against external forces but also to help neutralize internal negativity. Labradorite's renowned iridescence, symbolizing transformation, is closely tied to its reputation as a stone that bolsters inner strength and self-value. Additionally, it's thought to stimulate the throat chakra (communication, self-expression, creativity). While not linked to any specific zodiac sign, labradorite is often said to resonate strongly with those born under the sign of Cancer.