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bekkathyst · 3 months ago

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Custom Wire Wrapped Necklaces

These are the stones I have available for wire wraps, for those of you who are interested!

If you would like to claim one, please be sure to read this entire post!

So here’s the rundown. Below is a picture with each stone numbered, and below that is the name of each stone, along with the price.

The price includes the following: the stone wrapped in the metal of your choice (sterling silver, 14k gold fill, 14k rose gold fill), an 18″ chain finished with a handmade clasp, and it includes free shipping worldwide!

You will choose the style they’d like it wrapped in. There are three example pics below.

Payment is due when the stone is claimed and all the options are chosen (metal, style, etc). PLEASE NOTE - these will be completed by the end of NOVEMBER 2024. There’s always a possibility that something comes up that causes a delay, but I do try to get them done early. They take a long time to make, please make sure you’re okay with the wait before ordering. I put the utmost care into this and have extreme attention to detail, and when that combines with my busy schedule, it means that it can take a while.

To claim: send me a message over the instant messenger with your email address, the country you’re in, the stone you’d like to claim, the metal you’d like it wrapped in, and the style you’d like it wrapped in. I’ll then send your invoice and get started on your pendant! :)

If you'd like to purchase just the plain stone without any wire wrap, remove $100 from the price.

Here are all the stones:

Old stock Persian turquoise - $155

Old stock Persian turquoise - $130

Old stock Persian turquoise - $140

Old stock Persian turquoise - $130 Sold Out!

Old stock Persian turquoise - $130

Old stock Persian turquoise - $115 Sold Out!

Kunzite from Pakistan - $175

Kunzite from Pakistan - $145

Kunzite from Pakistan - $130

Natrolite from Russia (video) - $165

Natrolite from Russia (video) - $160

Azurite from Peru - $140

Azurite from Peru - $145

Rainbow pyrite from Russia - $135

Hematite in quartz from Brazil - $125

Hematite in quartz from Brazil - $130

Lepidocrosite in quartz from Brazil - $160

Dendritic quartz from Brazil - $150

Dendritic quartz from Brazil - $155

Dendritic quartz from Brazil - $150

Fire quatrz from Brazil - $160

Fire quartz from Brazil - $145

Fire quartz from Brazil - $140 Sold Out!

Copper agate from Indonesia - $165

Super 7 amethyst from Brazil - $170

Leopard aquamarine from Brazil - $195

Leopard aquamarine from Brazil - $145

Ethiopian opal - $165 Sold Out!

Ethiopian opal - $170 Sold Out!

Rare pink covellite included quartz from Brazil (video) - $240 Sold Out!

Mystery stone from Siberia* - $170

Mystery stone from Siberia* - $160

Purple labradorite from Madagascar - $165

Purple labradorite from Madagascar - $155

Blue apatite from Madagascar - $150

Rainbow moonstone from Madagascar - $145 Sold Out!

*This is a "mystery stone" because I cannot find the name of it. It came from an older Russian miner who I had a language barrier situation with but he did confirm it's from Siberia. I wish I could find the name! It's shiny and almost metalic, reminding me a little bit of sphalerite. It's gorgeous.

These are the styles you can choose from (I do very minimalist wrapping so the stone really shines through! And the wrapping is super sturdy!)

Style #1 (prongs):

Style #2 (symmetrical):

Style #3 (asymmetrical):

I will cross out each stone as they are claimed!

Extra little note: I have some square wire if you prefer that to the round, just let me know!

Thanks, everyone :)

#original #custom wire wraps #custome wire wrap #wire wrap #jewelry

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midnightmusings06 · 7 months ago

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Valentine’s Headcanons - SDV Bachelor Edition Pt. 1

summary: What the sdv bachelors would do for you on Valentine’s Day!

pairing: sdv bachelors x gender neutral farmer

category: fluff

word count: 819

a/n: these are inspired by some of the heart events + personal headcanons <3

Sebastian:

You awake to find a note and somewhat large package on your front porch, the note from your boyfriend in his scratchy handwriting reading, “I’ll pick you up at sunset tonight, and bring what’s in the package, you’ll need it. Love, Sebastian”

Opening the package you find a motorcycle helmet, a small heart encrusted with amethyst crystals laid into the helmet.

Sebastian arrives right on time, the sky alight with shades of bright pink and purples, pulling into the pathway in front of your house clad in leather with his own helmet, now adorning an amethyst heart to match yours.

Stepping off of his bike, he takes off his helmet to greet you with a sweet smile, his eyes drinking you in.

He scoops you up bridal style, carrying you to his bike as you giggle.

“Where are we going?”

“It wouldn’t be much of a surprise if I told you now would it?” He teases you gently.

You tuck your arms around his waist, holding tightly as he speeds you down the long highway outside of Stardew Valley.

Driving up a mountain range, you suddenly begin to recognize where you are headed.

Sitting above the luminous Zuzu City, is the same spot that you two confessed your love, and kissed for the first time.

Under the striking moonlight, he holds you in his arms, kissing you gently and caressing your hands with his own.

He gifts you a gorgeous gold sun ring, to match his own silver crescent moon ring.

After riding back home way past midnight, you end your evening snuggled up together in your bed, as he mutter sweet nothings as you slowly drift off to sleep.

Harvey:

He catches you in the town square that morning headed to Pierre’s, the tips of his ears a bright red and a bead of sweat dripping from his forehead.

He manages to stutter out, “Would you do me the honor of joining me for dinner tonight, dear?”

You of course accept, and dress to the nines for him, wearing your favorite outfit and your hair nicely done.

Walking into his house, the lights are dim, candles are scattered throughout the room and an elegant spread of your favorite (and healthy!) foods are laid across the dining room table.

Poor Harvey is so nervous as it’s your first Valentine’s Day together, but you manage to calm his nerves, assuring him that everything is perfect.

You enjoy a quiet meal together, soft music playing in the background, and his fishes a small box out of his coat pocket.

He walks to your side and offers it to you, and opening it, you find a heart shaped pendant necklace.

“May I?” He holds the necklace, his eyes staring into yours, with such a look of love and care.

You nod, and he lays the necklace around you with a gentle touch, fingers brushing against your neck.

Your evening ends with an evening walk back to your farm, where he musters up the courage to kiss your lips ever so tenderly, before letting go of your hand and walking home himself, feeling giddy with love.

Elliot:

He left you a letter in your mailbox, writing to you in his signature cursive style, “Happy Valentine’s Day my darling, please meet me at the dock today at 1 o’clock, I’ve prepared something special for you. Love, Elliot”

After you finish your farm chores, you head to the dock and see Elliot standing beside a small boat, equipped with two oars.

“Good afternoon my love, you look absolutely ravishing today. Happy Valentine’s Day,” He whispers, kissing your cheek.

Taking your hand, he helps you into the boat so as not to fall, where he sits opposite you, still clutching your hand.

He rows you out into a small secluded cove near Ginger Island, where he’s prepared a decadent feast of wine and all kinds of extravagant foods.

Hand feeding you fruits and such, he holds you in his arms, your back against his chest, trailing kisses from your ear to your collarbone, reciting the poems he’s written for you, about the little things like your quirks and interests and special moments between the two of you.

The sun sets from midday to sunset to evening, as the two of you walk along the cove’s beach, footprints trailed behind you.

Stumbling upon a forest filled with tropical flowers, Elliot plucks several, weaving them into an exquisite crown for you, laying it upon your head.

When the two of you finally grow tired from the events of the day, Elliot will row you back to Pelican Town, thanking you for such a wonderful day, and kissing your hand farewell.

#stardew valley #sebastian x reader #harvey x reader #elliot x reader #pelican town #sdv fluff #sdv harvey #sdv sebastian #sdv elliott

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from-yuu · 7 months ago

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#design #handmade #jewelry #18k gold #blue topaz #ruby #amethyst #pink #sapphire #emerald #necklace #pendant top #fresh water pearl

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inky-writing · 29 days ago

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Carlisle Cullen x Reader

Warnings: blood, injury, idk, typos english is not my first language sorry, Latin?, Esme lol

Word count: 1,957

Book II - Chapter 2: Fractured Lies

September 2005

September 13th arrived with a morning chill, the kind of early autumn day where the air smelled of rain and freshly fallen leaves. Y/N threw on her favorite sweater and made her way to Bella’s room to wish her a happy birthday.

“Happy Birthday, Bells,” she said with a grin, holding out a small wrapped box.

Bella, sitting at her desk brushing her hair, looked up and smiled warmly. “Thanks, Y/N. You didn’t have to get me anything.”

“It’s nothing fancy,” Y/N said, sitting on Bella’s bed and watching as she unwrapped the present. Inside was a hardback copy of Wuthering Heights, an edition with ornate gold lettering on the cover.

“I figured since you love it so much, you’d appreciate a new copy,” Y/N said with a shrug.

Bella’s eyes lit up, and she hugged Y/N. “Thank you. This is perfect.”

“Of course,” Y/N said, laughing. “Now, don’t forget to actually celebrate yourself for once.”

Bella rolled her eyes. “You know me. Low-key as its best.”

The two of them headed downstairs to grab breakfast before school, where Charlie greeted Bella with his usual gruff affection.

Later at School

The day passed as normally as a birthday could. Y/N noticed how the Cullens, especially Edward, hovered around Bella more than usual, but she chalked it up to their close friendship. She wasn’t entirely surprised; Edward’s devotion to Bella was obvious to everyone.

At lunch, Alice skipped over to their table, practically vibrating with excitement.

“Any plans for tonight, Bella?” Alice asked, her amber eyes gleaming.

Bella hesitated, glancing at Edward. “Uh, not really?”

Alice rolled her eyes dramatically. “Well, don’t make any. I’ll pick you up later.”

“Wait, what’s happening later?” Bella asked, looking wary.

“It’s a surprise,” Alice said with a mischievous grin. She glanced at Y/N, who was munching on a sandwich. “You’re coming, too, right?”

Y/N blinked, caught off guard. “Coming where?”

Alice tilted her head, as though reconsidering her question. “Oh, never mind. You’ve probably got other plans.”

“Uh, yeah,” Y/N said awkwardly. She didn’t, but she wasn’t sure how to respond.

Bella shot Y/N an apologetic look, as if to say I have no idea what she’s planning either.

Later That Evening

Y/N returned home after school, deciding to spend the evening doing something productive. Bella had left with Alice and Edward, though she hadn’t offered much information beyond Alice’s vague insistence that it was a small gathering. Y/N didn’t press further; Bella clearly had her own plans for the evening, and that gave Y/N the perfect opportunity to follow up on something that had been bothering her for days.

The necklace.

Since finding it under her wardrobe, the ancient-looking pendant had occupied her thoughts constantly. The whispers, the strange sense of familiarity, the way it seemed to glow faintly in certain lights, it all felt too deliberate, too significant to ignore.

She sat down at her desk, flipping open her laptop. Typing “ancient amethyst pendant” into the search bar yielded hundreds of results, most of which were irrelevant. After an hour of skimming articles, forums, and obscure auction sites, she was about to give up when a particular link caught her eye.

Forgotten Covens: Amulets and Mysteries.

Curiosity piqued, she clicked on it. The page was an old blog. But the content was intriguing. It described a centuries-old coven of witches said to be originated from Greece before spreading across Europe. The coven had been known for their craftsmanship, particularly their enchanted amulets, which were believed to harness specific forms of energy.

Y/N’s eyes narrowed as she read on. One passage stood out:

“The Coven of Circe was rumored to possess amulets embedded with rare stones, each representing an element or power unique to its wearer…”

The text kept going, until she fell on a list of differents gems and stones and their meanings according to that particular coven. She searched for amethyst, since the necklace was made of it.

“Amethysts, in particular, were believed to channel protection, clarity, and heightened perception. However, legend claims that these amulets could only bond with those who bore the ‘mark of the gifted.’”

She frowned, leaning closer to the screen. “Mark of the gifted?” she muttered to herself.

The blog didn’t elaborate, but it mentioned that most records of the coven had been lost or destroyed during the witch hunts of the 16th and 17th centuries. What little remained was fragmented, scattered across old tomes and oral traditions.

Intrigued but frustrated by the lack of concrete information, Y/N decided to search specifically for the Coven of Circe. The results were sparse, but she eventually stumbled upon a digital archive of historical texts. One entry, a scanned page from a book written in Latin, contained an illustration that made her heart stop.

It was a drawing of an amulet identical to the one she had found, down to the intricate engravings and the purple stone at its center.

Underneath the illustration, a Latin inscription read: “Per semitas antiquas non visibiles ad finem destinatum.”

Y/N didn’t know Latin, but a quick online translation rendered it as: “By ancient unseen paths to its destined purpose.”

Her pulse quickened. What did it mean?

Before she could delve further down that rabbit hole, the sound of the front door opening downstairs startled her.

“Y/N?” Charlie’s voice called.

Snapping her laptop shut, she quickly stuffed the necklace into her pocket and got up from her desk. By the time Charlie appeared in the doorway, she was sitting on her bed, feigning casualness.

“Hey, kiddo,” he said, holding up a takeout bag. “Dinner’s here.”

“Great,” Y/N said, forcing a smile.

As he left the room, she glanced back at her laptop, her thoughts racing. Whatever was the amulet’s significance, she felt this was only the beginning.

Later that night

Y/N was sprawled on the couch in the living room, a blanket draped over her legs and the soft glow of the television casting flickering light across the room. Charlie had fallen asleep in his recliner, snoring softly, a half-empty glass of beer balanced precariously on the armrest.

She glanced at the clock, 11:47 PM. Bella was usually home by now, and though Y/N wasn’t one to worry unnecessarily, she couldn’t help but feel a small twinge of concern. Bella was rarely late without calling.

Just as Y/N was reaching for her phone to text her cousin, the distant rumble of a car engine broke through the quiet. Moments later, headlights swept across the living room window, and Y/N heard the crunch of tires on the gravel driveway.

Charlie stirred at the sound, muttering something incoherent before blinking awake.

“That’ll be Bella,” he said, groggily sitting up.

Y/N nodded and got up to open the door. Edward’s silver Volvo was parked in the driveway, its engine idling softly. Bella stepped out of the passenger side, her movements slow and careful, and Y/N’s stomach dropped when she noticed the makeshift bandage wrapped around Bella’s arm.

“Bella?” she called, rushing toward her.

Bella waved her off, smiling weakly. “I’m fine, Y/N. Really. It’s nothing.”

“Nothing?” Charlie’s voice was sharp as he stepped onto the porch, his gaze narrowing on the bloodstained bandage. “What the hell happened?”

Edward stepped out of the car, his expression calm but concerned. “It was an accident,” he explained smoothly. “She tripped and fell into a table at my house. It shattered, and she got a small cut. Nothing serious.”

Bella nodded quickly, backing up Edward’s story. “It’s really not a big deal. Carlisle already checked it out. I’m fine, I promise.”

Charlie crossed his arms, clearly skeptical. “And you didn’t think to call?”

“I didn’t want you to worry,” Bella said softly.

Charlie huffed but didn’t push further. Instead, he gestured toward the house. “Get inside. We’ll talk more tomorrow.”

As Bella passed Y/N on her way inside, Y/N caught her arm gently. “Are you sure you’re okay?” she asked, her voice low.

Bella gave her a reassuring smile. “I’m fine. Really. Don’t worry about me.”

Y/N wasn’t entirely convinced, but she nodded, letting Bella go. Edward lingered by the car for a moment, his gaze meeting Y/N’s briefly before he got back in and drove off into the night.

At the Cullen House

Edward parked the Volvo in the garage, shutting the door with a little more force than necessary. The moment he stepped inside, Alice was there, her face tight with frustration.

“I didn’t see it,” she said, her voice clipped. “I didn’t see it happening until it was already too late.”

Edward sighed, running a hand through his hair. “It’s not your fault, Alice. Things have been… strange lately.”

“Strange?” Jasper stepped into the room, his brow furrowed. “That’s an understatement. My ability to sense and change emotions has been erratic all summer. I can feel things, but it’s like there’s static in the air. It makes everything harder to pinpoint.”

Alice nodded, pacing back and forth. “And my visions… They’re not just unclear. Sometimes they’re completely missing. I didn’t see Bella’s accident tonight until she was already bleeding. How does that even happen?”

Edward leaned against the wall, his jaw tight. “I’ve been having trouble too. It’s harder to read minds lately. There’s this… cloud. Like a block I can’t push through.”

Jasper crossed his arms, his expression troubled. “What’s causing it?”

“I don’t know,” Edward admitted. “But it’s not just us, is it?”

As if on cue, Rosalie and Emmett entered the room, followed closely by Carlisle.

“What’s going on?” Emmett asked, glancing around at the tense faces.

“Something’s wrong,” Alice said, turning to the others. “Our abilities aren’t working like they used to.”

Rosalie raised an eyebrow. “You’re saying it’s all of us? That doesn’t make sense.”

Carlisle stepped forward, his expression thoughtful. “Actually, it does. I’ve noticed something similar myself. My thoughts have felt… well they sometimes just disappear. There are moments when I think of something, but it slips away almost immediately, as if it’s been erased.”

Emmett frowned. “Now that you mention it, I’ve been forgetting things too. Like I’ll walk into a room and have no idea why I’m there.”

Rosalie’s eyes narrowed. “You think it’s connected to our abilities?”

“It has to be,” Edward said. “But the question is why. And how.”

Esme, standing quietly by the stairs, folded her hands in front of her, a picture of calm concern. “I’m sure we’ll figure it out,” she said gently. “We always do.”

The others nodded, but the tension in the room was palpable. As the conversation shifted to theories and potential solutions, Esme slipped away, heading up to her room.

Esme’s pov

Esme stood by the window in her shared bedroom, gazing out at the forest. The moon cast long silver shadows across the trees, their branches swaying in the breeze.

She gripped the windowsill tightly, her mind racing.

They were noticing.

For months, she had been meticulously weaving her powers through their minds, subtly manipulating their thoughts and memories to maintain her facade. But something was changing. The cracks were showing, and if they dug too deep, they might discover the truth.

Her loyalty to the Volturi was endless, but the Cullen family was a delicate balancing act. She couldn’t afford to lose control now.

She took a deep breath, forcing herself to remain calm.

“They won’t figure it out,” she whispered to herself. “They can’t.”

But as she turned away from the window, doubt crept into her mind.

For the first time in decades, Esme felt fear.

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Note: annnnd that's it!!! What do you think will happen? Will Esme be discovered? Will the Volturi act on it? And where does the necklace come from?

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