middlegame | ivar ragnarsson

sequel to ‘see the whole board

middlegame | the part of the game which follows the opening. plans are formed and put into action.

You goats, there is so.much.pining here. So much.

Ivar sat on the dock, staring out at the glut of boats before him. His fingers turned over, over, over the piece held between them. The ink was smudged and worn from his work over months. It had bled into the carving below it, melding the symbols into one.

He brought his eyes down to study it again. The thousandth time since it had found its place with him. It had been tucked in his shirt, stuffed in his boot, broken free to skid over almost into the waves that rocked the boat that carried it. He’d almost pitched himself into the water to save it. It lay under his pillow, turned in his hand, sat lodged in a beam in his chariot.

His finger came up to swipe over the broken edge at one side of the crown, snapped into his flesh as he’d grasped it at the news of his mother’s death. He would most likely have to kill her father. Would she hate him after that? Would she forgive him?

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modern brass necklaces by fableandlore

i own a fableandlore necklace, a pyrite beaut gifted to me from my wombmate and twin katherine <3 it’s my favorite … but i’d make room in my heart for another one of these gorgeous and varied-silhouette brass necklaces, too.

Everan had set up a temporary research lab around a mysterious magic circle of unknown origin or use. He circles around it carrying a small pendent he found near by and a bag of ingredients he had collected for study , he trips dropping the pendant and materials into the circle. It glows as a reaction between latent magic in the circle and pendant react with the ingredients causing a blinding flash that forces Everan to close his eyes

(Closed rp for @timidmaid)



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anonymous asked:

I "heard" you're quite pro at Granblue..what do you think I should do to raise Attack Power easily?

Not too sure on the pro part, but thankies~ 

I think the easiest way is to just do your daily Omega / Normal / Hard Magna’s for the SR weapons and place them into your grid have them fully uncapped as you level the skills also. Character SSR weapons you get in the gacha can be used also, but will be replaced further in once you get the core weapons from Omega’s.

When joining other peoples Omega Magna’s have team of rare characters to get the bonus pendants drop in which you can use to exchange for SSR Magna weapons in Siero’s store.

Stick to one grid first before diving into others, that way you have a goal to strive for and you’re not over the place, unless you get a strong summon.

Always do events as they give out free items like AP potions, berries and also SSR weapons too.

Other than that it’s just repeating the same steps until you’re there.


Plasma Vial

I love working with Tritium!  It’s exotic and fits with the steampunk ethos and appeals to the mad scientist in me.  It’s estimated that Tritium will glow for 10 to 15 years.  It glows continuously and does not require “charging” from a light source like glow in the dark items.  It’s used in gun sights and watches.


Total of pendant section: 2 ½ inches long x 2 inches at the widest point.
Fixed drop chain: From the pendant to the clasp 11 inches long including clasp.

It is designed to be worn high on the body so there is enough room for the vial section to hang.  I can alter the chain if required.

Pink/orange tritium vial, glass test tube, brass end cap, brass beads, clock parts, mesh eyelet, triangular brass base, copper tone beads, copper tone “beehive” end caps, brass and silver tubing, brass spring, brass washer, copper cable chain, flat brass arc, copper rolo chain, copper bar connectors, brass pin.


X-MAS DRABBLES: Baking With Yamamoto~!

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“AH!” You couldn’t help the squeal that escaped your lips when a pair of arms wrapped around your midsection. The response was a chuckle in your ear, followed by a nuzzling that had a shiver tracing down your spine.

“T-Takeshi! I’m going to make a mess if you keep distracting me!” You couldn’t hold back the laughter when his long fingers trailed down your sides, tickling you slightly.

“I’ll gladly eat any batter that lands on you.” He said, caramel eyes flickering with mischief as he pressed a kiss to the shell of your ear.

“You’re impossible!” You laughter continued, until you noticed that the batter you had been mixing had ended up spilling messily on your apron. Smiling, you wiped the batter from your apron to flick it on to his crinkled nose.

“Hey!” He chuckled, retracting from your embrace to rub the batter from his face.

“Hey yourself! Didn’t you say you were going to help me? We need these for the party! Here I am covered in batter, slaving over a hot stove while you’re trying to waste time!” You complained, dramatically putting the back of your wrist on your forehead in faux exasperation.

“Oh, I’m so sorry madam. How may I assist the hardworking chef?” He rolled up his sleeves, his smile not once faltering.

“Just grab me that flour for now, I think I’m a little short.” You said, eyeing the batter that was just a tad too liquidy.

Nodding, he turned and reached into the cabinet. As he did that, you scanned him. It was one of the lazy days you’d come to love, waking late and taking advantage of the fact you had nowhere to be. You’d taken advantage and grabbed a pair of his boxers and one of your white t-shirts, tugging on an apron to shield yourself from any escaping ingredients. Yamamoto followed suit, wearing a pair of sweatpants with front pockets and a tight t-shirt, which showed off his hard muscles and nice, rounded ass. Honestly, it’s like he tried to seduce you on purpose.

Once he grabbed the flour, he turned to you. He quirked an eyebrow when he noticed your eyes on said butt, but a smirk was all your received when you looked back up. That is, before a wicked shimmer flashed through his eyes.

You didn’t even have time to defend yourself.

Quickly thrusting his hand into the paper bag, he flicked his fingers at your face, successfully dusting the white powder all of you. “That’s what you get for checking me out, [Name].” He taunted, pristine white teeth flashing as he laughed.

Gasping at the turn of events before narrowing your eyes, you scanned the immediate area for anything that would serve your cause.

Your eyes caught the batter in the bowl just as his did.

“Oh no, not the-”

Too late.

Yellow cupcake mix slid down his face, dripped from his hair, and caught on the eyelashes of his now narrowed eyes. “Oh, this means war.”

Before you could even move, he lunged at you, a handful of flour contained in his fist. He successfully tackled you, making you land gently on the ground before he sat up. He chuckled darkly, eyes glittering in both amusement and victory. You cried out when he released the handful of flour over you. It landed on your hair, your face, and torso, eventually . The apron you’d worn in an effort to prevent mess on your clothes was useless, caked in as much flour as the rest of your body.

“Do you surrender?” Yamamoto’s hands came down, clamping you in place so you couldn’t run away. “I’d hate to have to tickle you.” He warned, voice full of mirth at the silly threat.

“N-No! I surrender! I promise! Now let me get up, you’re dripping all over me!” You laughed breathlessly, the batter on his head dripping onto your red cheeks. When he moved to tickle you, you felt a lump in his pocket press against your thigh. “Either your competitiveness has turned into some kind of fetish or you have something in your pocket.” You wise-cracked.

Yamamoto chuckled before climbing off, crossing his legs and resting his back on the island as he wiped the batter residue from his face. “Ah, you weren’t supposed to feel that. It was supposed to be tonight’s surprise. I didn’t know where to put it without you finding it, so I stuck it in my pocket.”

“Tonight at the party?” You got up, crossing your legs as well. Reborn had called all of you earlier in the week, saying that he was hosting a little get together for the Vongola and it’s allies. Not one to show up empty-handed, you’d decided on taking a few baked treats for everyone to enjoy. You and Yamamoto had also figured that presents weren’t needed this year, considering the fact that you both felt you were happy with what you had.

But, you should’ve figured he’d buy you something anyway.

“You got me a gift?! I thought we’d promised not to do that!” You gasped, eyes trailing to his hand which was now moving around in his pocket to fish out the object. When it came out, it held a square box.

“I swear, it’s the only promise I’ve ever broken!” He smiled, eyes closing in mirth at your too-happy-to-look-annoyed expression. “Here, just open it now.”

“Are you sure?” You reached hesitantly for the box, ready to snatch your hand back if he changed his mind.

“Yeah, it actually works out. I’m sure you’d be angry if I gave it to you in front of everyone when you don’t have anything to give back.” He laughed at your pout. But you couldn’t help your inward smile, thinking about the box of baseball equipment in the trunk of your car. Looks like the both of you couldn’t keep your promise. But you weren’t about to let him know that.

“If you’re sure, then okay.” Grabbing the box, you snapped the top open. Inside was a necklace with a rain drop pendant which was a calming shame of blue, reminding you of Yamamoto in a way. Off to the side was a lightning bolt, adding a unique and fiery touch to the necklace. Needless to say, your jaw dropped at seeing it.

“I saw it in the window of this store and you just popped into my mind.” He explained, hand habitually rubbing the back of his head in a way that had you reminiscing of times when you were both teenagers and had just started experiencing the love you had today.

“Oh my… Takeshi, this is gorgeous… Help me put it on!” Your smile was blinding as you turned around, letting your boyfriend clasp it. The chain was cold against your chest, but the rapid beating of your heart distracted you from that.

Speedily turning back around, you didn’t hesitate to wrap your arms around your boyfriend. Nuzzling his nose, you smiled at the sweet glint in his eyes as he rested his calloused hands on your hips. You leaned forward and indulged him in a few kisses.

Or rather, a lot of kisses.

Yamamoto was more than happy to reciprocate, lean arms coming around your waist as you ran your hands over his hair and jaw. Giggling, you withdrew from the kiss to plant a small peck on his nose. When you pulled back, your giggling grew into full-blown laughter.

“What’s so funny?” He asked, his white teeth once again making an appearance as he stared at you adoringly.

“No reason… You just resemble a porcupine.” You said, laughing at what your wandering hands had caused. Now Yamamoto’s hair was sticking on its ends and unbelievably mussed, no doubt because of the remaining batter in his hair.

Chuckling, he stood up and drew you closer to his body. Cheekily sneaking a peck onto your lips, he rested his forehead on yours.

“Care to join me for a shower?”

“Hmm…” You pretended to think about it, your arms resting over his shoulders. “Well.. Since we’re done with the cookies and the cake… The cupcakes can wait a little longer I suppose. We’ll have to start from scratch since most of the batter is on the counter and floor anyway.” You smiled at him, squealing when he lifted you in his arms and carried you off.

You’d give him his present after the shower. If he didn’t distract you again, that is.

anonymous asked:

Do you happen to know any exact jewelry nina wore during her time as Katherine?

Hi :)

As a matter of fact I know quite a lot of SA jewelry that Katherine wore on the show ;)

Her Lapis Lazulli Cameo Necklace she wore during the 19th and 20th century:

Then of course her Lapis Lazulli Necklace which she wears as a bracelet from the middle of Season 2 until the end of Season 4:

She wears the CC Sky Leather Double Wrap Screw Bracelet in a couple of episodes from Seasons 2 and 4:

Even though this next item doesn’t exactly qualify as jewelry, I thought I’d include it anyway ^^ She wears the Black Venetian Mask by The Originals in Season 2 Episode 7 “Masquerade”.

Kat wears Elena’s Vervain Necklace in Episode 17 “Know Thy Enemy” from Season 2:

Then we have the Monet Crystal Drop Pendant necklace from Episode 19 “Klaus” from Season 2:

And of course the matching Monet Crystal Cluster Hook Drop Earrings from the same episode:

Jumping into Season 3, she wears the Francesca’s Collection Braided & Studded Leather Bracelet in Episode 6 “Smells Like Teen Spirit”:

Kat wore the Kenneth Cole Linear Twist Earrings in Episode 18 “American Gothic” from Season 4:

In Episode 20 “The Originals” she sports the Marc by Marc Jacobs Pipe Dreams Bolt Necklace:

Katherine wears the Bebe Link & Spike Earrings in Episode 22 “The Walking Dead” from Season 4:

In Season 5, she wears the Peggy Li Arrowhead Necklace in Episode 5 “Monster’s Ball”:

She wears the white pendant from the Stella and Dot Trinity Necklace Set in the same episode:

Next up are her Carnelian & Antique Bronze Leaf Dangle Earrings from Episode 6 “Handle With Care” from Season 5:

She then wears the Peggy Li Ammonite Necklace in Episode 8 “Dead Man On Campus” from Season 5:

She wears the Peggy Li Bronze Claw Necklace in Episode 10 “Fifty Shades of Grayson” from Season 5:

She then wears Elena’s Daylight Ring from Episode 11 “500 Years of Solitude” until Episode 15 “Gone Girl” from Season 5:

Next up is the Peggy Li Gem Drop Moonstone Necklace she wears in Episode 14 “No Exit” from Season 5:

Last but no least, the Lucky Brand Silver and Gold Tone Double Oblong Hoop Earrings from Episode 15 “Gone Girl” from Season 5:

Hope this helps ;)

All the best,

Closet of Katherine Pierce xxx

~Little Miracles~

Pairing/s: Bumbleby

Words: 2,300+

(Feeling bad from my Small Bump fic? Lemme fix it for you x)

The timing couldn’t have been more perfect. Even the thought of Blake’s little secret made her a little giddy, but it was something she had to keep inside as she waited for Yang to come home. The blonde had been away on another mission with Ruby, and even though this was a common occurrence Blake couldn’t help but miss her. Wearing her wife’s t-shirt might have smelt the same, but it wasn’t as warm without her. 

Somehow, the brawler managed to get back in the early hours of the morning on their anniversary. The Faunus awoke to strong arms wrapped around her, a warm body pressed to her back. Sighing in content, Blake slowly turned around in Yang’s arms, looking at her wife with a small smile. One hand gently resting on Yang’s chest, her free hand tucked a piece of blonde hair behind her ear, chuckling softly as she noticed Yang’s soft snores. Knowing it was almost noon, Blake gently kissed Yang’s cheek. A small groan escaped Yang’s lips, lilac eyes blearily opening to see a smiling Blake.

“Well isn’t this a sight to wake up to?~” she chuckled sleepily, eliciting a light giggle from Blake. Smiling warmly, Yang leaned in and kissed her wife softly, which Blake eagerly returned.

“Happy anniversary,” Yang mumbled, kissing her once again before pulling away and smiling. She sat up in bed, reaching over to her bedside table and pulled out a small box.

“Yang~” she scolded playfully as Yang handed it to her. “You didn’t have to do that.”

“As if I wouldn’t get my beautiful wife something for our anniversary,” Yang mused, kissing Blake’s cheek. The Faunus rolled her eyes playfully, removing the wrapping from the small box and opening it.

“Yang!” the raven haired beauty gasped, a hand covering her mouth. The small box contained a simple drop pendant, the gemstone the colour of fire. “You shouldn’t have.”

“And why not?” Yang asked with a light laugh, gently taking the box from Blake and removing the necklace.

“It must have cost you something ridiculous. You should have used it for more important things like-”

“Nothing is more important than my wife,” she mused softly, fastening the necklace around Blake’s neck, the cold pendant resting an inch or two below her collarbone. Blake sighed, knowing that Yang would not give up, especially when it came to her.

“I love you so much,” she mumbled. Leaning over, she pulled Yang into a hug. The brawler chuckled, pulling the Faunus close, letting the raven haired beauty straddle her. Blake pulled away, smiling down at her wife.

“And now; my present,” Blake mused softly, pulling something out of her back pocket, keeping it hidden. “Close your eyes.”


“Close your eyes~” she chuckled. Begrudgingly, Yang closed her eyes, a small smile on her face. Blake took her free hand and gently grabbed one of Yang’s, palm outscretched. Taking the surprise, she then placed it in Yang’s open hand, curling the blonde’s fingers around it. With a deep breath, Blake removed her hands, setting them in her lap.

“Now you can open.”

Yang obliged, seeing a folded piece of paper in her hand.
“I see you went with the whole 1 year paper thing, huh babe~”

Blake rolled her eyes, a knowing smile on her soft lips. “It’ll make more sense when you unfold it.”

Yang was a little skeptical, but slowly began to unfold it. After a while, she noticed that it seemed to resemble a photograph. Hurriedly, she unfolded it completely and what she saw taking her breath away.
With ‘Blake Xiao Long’ typed up the corner, Yang held something she had been dreaming of for over a year. An ultrasound, showing a little miracle. Written down the bottom in familiar curvy handwriting were the words; “I’m pregnant  x”

“Is this real?” the brawler mumbled, looking up at Blake. The Faunus couldn’t help but giggle, a warm smile on her lips as she nodded. Yang laughed breathily, smiling so big she thought her cheeks would break. Her arms secured themselves around Blake’s waist, rocking back and forth. Tears of joy began to roll down her cheeks, feeling overwhelmed at what had happened.

“Holy shit, I’m so happy,” Yang cried, pulling Blake into a kiss, lips tasting of salt from their tears of joy. Blake smiled softly, eventually pulling away and giggling. Yang shuffled back a little, gentle hands resting on Blake’s stomach.
“I love you so much,” she whispered, kissing her Faunus wife sweetly.
Yang couldn’t help but be a more protective of Blake this time around. Especially, when the four month mark came around, Yang was at Blake’s side every moment of every day. She had made sure to take the time of Blake’s pregnancy away from her missions, wanting to spend every moment with the Faunus. The brawler tried to keep Blake away from any sort of work, even though the Faunus insisted she was still capable of doing things.
Yang jumped softly at the arms around her waist, smiling as she felt Blake’s swollen stomach rest against her back. 

“Blakey, you should be resting,” she mused, mixing the soup she had on the stove.

“I’m pregnant, not porcelain.”

“Well, you’re carrying my child and you’re six months along; sorry if I’d rather you be careful,” Yang chuckled softly. She turned the heat down on the stove, turning around in Blake’s arms. 

“Well hi there~” the blonde joked, hands gently resting on the swollen stomach of her wife. Blake merely rolled her eyes, kissing Yang briefly. Yang couldn’t help but whimper a little as she pulled away, a joking pout on her lips.

“Somebody wants kisses,” Blake mused with a laugh. Yang chuckled along with her, but noted that the spark in Blake’s eyes weren’t as bright as usual.

“You alright Kitten?” the fighter hummed softly, tucking raven hair behind her wife’s ear. Blake sighed softly, shrugging her shoulders.

“It’s nothing to worry about, stupid really,” Blake admitted softly, ears drooping a little. Yang raised her eyebrows in question; after all their time together, Yang always knew something was wrong and she wasn’t letting Blake off the hook until she told her. Knowing that look, Blake sighed, eyes dropping to Yang’s hands resting gently on her stomach.

“It’s just- I feel like I’m being a burden. , I knew being pregnant was going to limit what I could do, but I feel useless. I haven’t been able to go to work or help out around the house or-”

Her little ramble was stopped in its tracks by the sound of Yang giggling. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion, not knowing what Yang found so funny. Before she could ask, Yang picked Blake up, holding her by her thighs. Blake yelped in surprise and her hands clutched at Yang’s shoulders, causing the blonde to laugh before setting her on the kitchen counter. Silently, amber and lilac eyes interlocked, calloused hands trailing light patterns on the top of Blake’s thighs.

“You’re making me the happiest I’ve ever been, and you think you’re being a burden?” Yang mused, her voice at a volume for only her wife to hear. Blake sighed softly, gaze dropping.

“I’m sorry, it was stupid and-”

Yang hushed her, pressing her finger lightly to Blake’s lips.
“You don’t have to be sorry, okay?" 

Reassuring her, Yang gently moved her finger to Blake’s chin, leaning in and kissing her softly, something Blake returned instantly.
With their eyes shut, their lips melded together, the action familiar and comforting. Even though the pair had their fair share of kisses (Yang seemed to have a thing for not getting caught kissing back at Beacon), every time was like the first. The gentle kiss was soon deepened, a gentle meeting of soft lips growing warmer as tongues intertwined. A purr rumbling in Blake’s chest, she drew her wife closer, something Yang instantly obeyed. Blake’s legs drew Yang as close as she could muster while on the counter-top, hands roaming Yang’s muscled back. The simple action caused the blonde to moan softly, lightly sucking on Blake’s bottom lip. Getting a positive reaction from the flustered Faunus, Yang attached her lips to Blake’s jaw, kissing a teasingly slow trail down her neck. The fighter hummed against Blake’s collarbone, carefully moving her necklace out of the way before kissing the soft skin.

"Babe, the soup,” Blake mumbled, before moaning at the feeling of teeth on her skin.

“Fuck the soup,” Yang hummed, hands slowly trailing up Blake’s side before coming back down to rest on Blake’s swollen stomach.

“Why? Because you can’t fuck me?” Blake joked softly, breath hitching as Yang kissed a certain spot, knowing her prior actions would have left a mark. Yang laughed heartily, leaning their foreheads together.

“You won’t be saying that in a few months time~”

The comment caused Blake to laugh, playfully hitting Yang’s arm. The two were content to stay in the silence before hearing a sizzling noise.

“I should probably get the soup,” Yang chuckled, kissing Blake softly before heading back to the stove top, taking the soup off the heat and stirring it once more.

“Babe,” Blake whined a little. “I can’t get down.” The confused brawler turned to see Blake still on the counter-top, pouting a little as she was unable to move. Yang 'awe’d a little out loud, before moving back to her wife and helping her down from the counter.

“Damn, I love you,” Yang mused quietly, knowing that Blake was the source of her happiness.

And three months later, Yang indeed was the happiest she had ever been.
But also the most terrified.

Blake’s water broke two weeks early, causing the pair to rush to the hospital with Ruby and Weiss not far behind. They took Blake into a room as soon as they got there, but the nurses wouldn’t let Yang in, not bothering to tell her why.
A jittery Yang paced the hallway of the waiting room for three hours, flinching at every little noise she heard from the room and twisting her gold wedding ring nervously. Weiss and Ruby did their best to calm the fighter’s nerves but know much couldn’t have been done anyway; Yang was never able to sit still when she was scared, even in Beacon.

All three perked up after hearing a commotion from the room, unable to make out any words but noticing a growing volume. Eventually, one line echoed throughout the waiting room.

“Don’t give me that medical bullshit, this baby is not being born without my wife in the room!”

After the initial shock, Yang quickly ran into the room, the nurses clearing the way. Blake already seemed exhausted, ears folded flat, lips chapped and sweat dotting her forehead. The fighter immediately rushed to her side, taking her hand and kissing her knuckles.

“How ya’ feeling Kitten?” she asked quietly, nervously brushing raven hair behind her ear.

“It hurts like a bitch,” Blake admitted quietly, clutching her wife’s hand. After hearing a whimper from her wife’s lips, Yang’s heart twinged. She had heard from Jaune that seeing the one you love in labour was a rollercoaster of emotions, and Yang was strapped in with no way out. There was no doubt in the fact that Yang wanted to have a family with Blake, but Yang had always hated seeing Blake in pain.

“I know darling, I know,” she hushed quietly, clutching Blake’s hand just as tightly, gently cupping Blake’s cheek with the other. “But it’ll all be over soon, I promise you, okay?”

The doctor then informed Blake that it was soon time to start pushing, something Blake met with a weak yet determined nod.
The process was long and arduous, the noise of the commotion filling the room and there was no doubt that Ruby and Weiss would be able to hear from the waiting room. Every cry, wail or scream that left Blake’s lips caused Yang’s heart to twinge, knowing all she could do was smooth back and kiss raven hair and let the Faunus squeeze her hand to the point of discolouration.
Blake was utterly and completely exhausted, and the pain was unlike she had ever felt before or ever wanted to feel again. She tried with all her might to ignore it, listening to the words of encouragement of her wife and the nurses.

Eventually, a cry of life was heard.

Blake collasped back against the bed, Yang immediately checking if she was alright. And then she heard that cry again. Still half in disbelief, Yang cut the umbilical cord with the pair of scissors the nurse had offered her, before their baby was wrapped in a blanket and handed to Yang.

“Oh Dust,” she mumbled quietly, holding their little miracle in her arms. Letting out a noise that was halfway between a laugh and a sob, Yang turned to Blake with glassy eyes.

“You did it Blakey, I’m so proud of you,” she whispered, a tear of joy running down her cheek. Arms gently outstretched, Blake smiled up at Yang, who gently placed their newborn daughter into Blake’s gentle embrace. Yang wrapped an arm around Blake, looking down in awe at their child.

“Yang, look,” Blake mumbled softly. “She has your eyes.”
Sure enough, the baby’s eyes were open just enough to see lilac eyes, holding small flecks of gold if you looked closely enough. Yang couldn’t help but tear up a little more at that before spotting something that made her smile.

“She has something from you too.”

Folded down, almost hidden within black tufts of hair, were two cat ears. Blake’s heart stopped, gently patting the ears, causing their daughter to purr quietly. She wasn’t quite sure how to feel about it. Of course she was happy her daughter took after her in some way, but would she discriminated? Would she be ashamed? Would-

“And I’ll love her as much as I love you.”

Smiling softly, Blake looked up at Yang. The brawler wiped away any trace of tears on Blake’s cheeks, before kissing her softly. The two looked down at their newborn daughter, Yang dotting a kiss on her forehead.

“Hey there baby girl. God you’re so beautiful; you definitely take after your mother~” Yang mused, eliciting a light laugh from Blake.
“Welcome to the world Mireille.”


(A/N: You guys get a double whammy cos I was on holiday for a week without internet. Also, the name 'Mireille’ means miracle so i thought it was pretty fitting.)


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Hey guys! It’s a short update, but I hope you enjoy it! It’s short because I didn’t want to get into the other parts until the next update which I might go ahead and finish now. I just wanted to get something up!

You look back at Brett in questioning, why on earth would Brett ever care that you might go and sit on the Beacon Hills side and cheer on Liam? Why would he ever call you babe? A confused frown formed on your face as you looked back at the field where Liam was now chatting with Erika. Shaking your head you continue over to Liam. Of course you wouldn’t sit on the Beacon Hills side of the field, but there was no problem with speaking to Liam in general. And why did it matter that it might be a problem? You look back at Brett and your frown falls flat, he was looking conflicted on whether he himself should approach Liam too.

“Hey Liam!” You shout back toward your two friends as you jog over toward them. “How are things going here are Beacon Hills?”

“Things are going okay,” He nods smiling at you. “People at Beacon Hills are very strange, but nice.”

“That’s good, I guess,” You furrow your brows and look down grabbing the pendant resting against your chest. “Strange how?”

“It’s nothing,” Liam brushes that thought off. “I’m surprised to see you at an away game, but really at a game in general.”

“Oh she is here for a couple of reasons,” Erika commented nudging you on the shoulder. “She’s here to see you and to look for someone else. Someone wants her to be here.”

“Wait what?” Liam laughs then looks at you funnily. 

“Erika!” You snap dropping the pendant back to your chest. “It’s nothing, but I did want to see you, I was curious about how things were going for you.”

“Just making a few friends here and there and trying to stay out of trouble.”

“Yeah she has been receiving anonymous text messages and gifts from this secret admirer, he gave her that necklace that she’s wearing right now!”

“Erika can we not with this right now.”

“Can I see the necklace?” Liam asks.

Quickly you pull at the pendant around your neck and Liam gives it a good look.

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Empress Marie Feodorovna’s Sapphire Brooch

Empress Marie Feodorovna (née Princess Dagmar of Denmark) was the wife of Alexander III of Russia. She received this brooch, an oval cabochon sapphire surrounded by two rows of diamonds with a pear drop pearl pendant, as a wedding gift in 1866 from her sister and brother-in-law, the Prince and Princess of Wales (the future King Edward VII and Queen Alexandra).

It was one of the jewels that made it out when the Dowager Empress fled revolutionary Russia, but it wasn’t to stay in Russian hands for long. Following her death many of her jewels were sold by her daughters, Grand Duchesses Xenia and Olga. The sale was aided by King George V and Queen Mary (and has been the source of much confusion ever since, often painting George and Mary in a poor light), and Mary purchased some of the items.

Given her love of and zeal to preserve family history, Queen Mary must have felt a special draw to the brooch her late parents-in-law once gifted her husband’s aunt, and she bought it in 1930. Records from the sale brokered by Hennell’s show that the brooch’s estimated value had originally been £2,700-£3,250; however, by the time Mary purchased it the market had taken a downturn, and the estimate dropped to £1,400-£1,900. She paid £2,375 for the brooch, over the estimated value.  

It was among the pieces remaining in Mary’s jewel collection at the time of her death in 1953, and was inherited by the Queen along with the rest. She has worn it without the pearl pendant, though she primarily wears it in its full form. 

- The Queen’s Jewel Vault