covetous ;;

[hiswxrriorprincess-blog]

Well, fam is on vacation now, which means I won’t have much time to be here other then to check in, and even then. Thus I have a brief hiatus as the image says from May 25 to June 7. After that, I should be back full swing here since a vacation is just what I need. See you guys around.

[hiswxrriorprincess-blog]

“Hello? Hello? Stefan? Stefan, if this is you, you’ll be okay.       I love you, Stefan. Hold onto that. Never let that go.”

[ashesofus-deactivated20190812]

He sighed moving to sit himself down. He wasn't sure where to start honestly. The beginning was always the best place to. "When I first saw you I was in awe of you. Never before have I seen such beauty in quite some time. I tried to get Niklaus to give up on sacrificing you. To let me love you then as I wanted to but he refused citing love as a weakness we couldn't afford." He sighed getting to the part that always hurt him to say. "Then you left when I had every intent to save you and it hurt that you didn't even try to trust me." He took a breath not used to having to breath. "Then you sought me out wanting help with the cure and I gave it. You got your freedom. But I was scared. So I ran back to my family. I regret such. I still love you. I'll always love you. Doesn't matter now."

[alchena]

Skepticism drew across her face like pen to paper. She’d believed him once, believed him even a second and each time he failed her, so listening to him even now was hard for her to give a chance. But he was human and he knew what he was up against. Thus she allowed him to say his part. “You are telling me a lot of which I already know,” she interjected before he carried on. “Family and some silly girl you found hardly compare. Forgive me if I thought your familial bond was stronger than one with a girl you just met.” After all his brother was rather devious. “Yes, scared. Again. You didn’t choose me again. Elijah, frankly, I don’t see what there is to converse about this. YOU made me what I am today. It’s not my fault it hurts you to look upon the monster you created. But it seems you have to, now doesn’t it?”

[alchena]

nonvinctus:

"Illusions, duh." Kai rolled his eyes as though it was     an obvious thing. 

"Though I guess we’re all kind of… neutral now."      He arched a brow as she stepped closer and was      half tempted to take a step back. “Oh, I’m not      planning on killing them—— tempting idea, but      honestly, I like watching them. Poking jokes at      their ‘love’ for each other.”

         “Oh of course, how silly of me, the warlock without magic doing          an illusion  that makes  complete sense,”  she rolled  her  eyes          playfully and then licked her lips.

                 “Neutral? You have no plans to change that?” Some big bad                  he was  turning out  to be  if he  was neither  on their side nor                  against them. Though, she did have her moment that was for                  personal gain.  “Do not  even begin  on that  trainwreck,”  Kat                  hummed. “It’s impossible not to watch.”

[alchena]

nonvinctus:

"Obviously. Well when you put it like that.. possibly not.       it just feels so wrong, fashion is just odd now days.       So is the music to be honest.”

"When you spend eighteen years in a world all by       yourself… I’m smarter than you think Katherine.”      Kai chuckled as she pushed him against the wall      ”Frisky huh? Mistress? That some kind of kink of yours?”

         “I wouldn’t know your taste,” she mused as she listened to him.           “But do you have something against girls showing their curves          more? Tut, tut. Maybe you have some thinking to do about that,          hmm?”

                “Maybe, maybe not. That has yet to be learned,” the smirk                 settled on her lips like it belonged there. And it did. “A light                 one, yes, would you prefer something else. Or do you hate                 the idea of being dominated? I could make you weak with                 pleasure, young one.” She murmured, then trailed. “But if                 you’re immature...”

[alchena]

salvatores-rp:

           He HATED her. He hated those large eyes &            how she used them to reel him in. He hated            those dark curls and how he couldn’t resist            wanting to run his fingers through them. He            hated that smile. That ridiculous smile that            has haunted his dreams for the last hundred            years. Katherine being back in town was the            w o r s t thing that could possibly happen–            because she stripped him of his CONTROL. 

“KATHERINE.” he let out a breath, his eyes focusing on anything but her face. “The only thing you’ve e v e r guaranteed me is pain.” With that he pushed her off of him. Katherine wasn’t going to win that time.

        “Aw now why do you have to be like that?” Ruby lips pulled into a playful pout as         she stood firm  though he pushed  her away.  “I came back,  didn’t I?”  And  if she         came back any sooner he would not have been safe. A thought that lingered deep         within the  confines of  her mind.  One she’d  never let  slip. He was her humanity         brought back to life. He was dangerous. And how she loved to dance with danger.          “And I can make all that pain go away in the blink of an eye.” The brunette mused         as she watched him. “It isn’t only I who has hurt you. And blaming me and not her,         well,  that’s not very hero-like now is it.  I left to survive,  but Elena...  She  fell  for         your brother. Don’t I deserve a little more peace than that?”  She was selfish with         him, but he drank the blood. He made the decisions he did. “I understand I’m your         scapegoat, so why not... use me to escape tonight.”

[alchena]

aneckperson:

There had been a small part of Enzo that felt as though this woman wasn’t Elena. He had heard the story of dopplegangers, but last he aware of, Elena was the only living one. The attitude this one brought though, it didn’t say Elena. Not when the words brought a small mischievous grin onto his face. “I think that depends on just who you ask around if I’m fun or not,” Enzo commented as he began to approach the brunette slowly, as if to meet her half way. “My definition tends to differ from the others, but by all means, if you’d like to judge for yourself..”

“Why ask when I have the source right here...” Her words lingered, eyes flickering as she watched him quietly. “No he said, she said, just pure...” And not so pure, “honest...” Katherine stepped forward. “Truth.” Reaching forth, she gathered his chin above her fingers with a bit of a smirk, then her head tilted. “I think you know the fun you want,” The brunette swiped her thumb across his lip before drawing back. “And if you don’t, well... I don’t teach others experience.” Not since the Salvatores. Too bothersome to deal with virgins. “So tell me, what do you qualify as fun,” she purred. “Don’t leave out any detail.”

[alchena]

oncethestag:

   His parents had been fervent at putting their best foot forward. Each of his family members had been trussed up and shipped off in different directions. Niklaus to the North to become a warrior, one who was a prince and a warrior was prized far above the rest. Rebekah was sent West to the coast, Kol and Finn sent as a package East to broker peace and Elijah. Elijah was sent South to be taught the ways in which the Southern lords traded with the isles. He was sent to learn business and strategy. He had hardly expected to be taught dancing and wine. Least of all proper dress for the warmer climates.

   Men dashed around in dress shirts with no jacket, no mantle. They wore breaches and no riding pants and jaunted after young maids in silks rather than wool. At first it had made him uneasy, skin crawling for the sight of it. And then he learned to embrace it. Elijah had become so accustomed to the garb that when dressed like this, cravat tied tightly about his neck, he felt suffocated. The mask he bore was the lynchpin in his sanity, slowly driving him mad. The music was loud, but bearable. His shoes were stiff, but learning to flex. And the women were toying with his civility. But the mask was destroying him, hard wood held against him with silk ties.

   “Relax, Cousin,” Bartholomew had told him for the umpteenth time. Only Elijah ignored him, favored for finding his way further from the dance floor toward the veranda. The air was crisp and he delighted in the relative silence, fingers just touch to the edge of his mask before he heard the sound of footsteps echoing on the ceramic. His hand fell back to his side and Elijah refused to turn and greet them, assuming another cousin. “I have done as instructed. Relaxed in the expanse of wilderness rather than that ruckus you call a festival.”

         “Emily?” Silken voice of the southern lady called out to her lady in waiting whilst she looked in the mirror at the dress she’d bought for such an occasion. Something was off, but she couldn’t quite place it. Maybe if it were tighter. “Emily, in here now, tighten my corset.” This night was to go as planned. There would be lords, upper class, and she would need to impress. Reel one in. Now, that was not something she would find to have much difficulty, but if she looked dowdy and like any other girl at the party, then how would she stand apart enough? Other than her clearly sparkling personality. And the way she’d rather dress in black. How fitting.

         Naturally, the South fit her like a glove. Certainly ahead of its time in state of dress, she would seem more like a coquette with her style, but it would still fit in amongst people, never labeling her the whore she would be seen as anywhere else. Though perhaps she should wear more, but why? When her maid was done, she smoothed ruby stain over her lips and winged tips to her eyes which shone bright, prepared for the mask that would soon adorn her. Reaching to her dresser after giving Emily leave, she took hold of the ties and settled the mask upon her face with an almost mischievous grin. This could be fun. If they let it. Tying it tightly, she smoothed her hair then stepped back into her heels. Perfect. Time to catch a fly.

         The carriage seemed to take more time than necessary to arrive at the rather large home, but it gave her time to smooth the dress and think about what and who exactly she wanted to catch and how to do it. Masquerades could have slight confusion, but she fancied herself one who could know someone by sound of voice. Or curve of jaw. That’s how she would find him. Stepping out of the structure and onto steps, Katherine looked to her left and right then headed up the stairs, knowing Emily would follow her bounds. Especially with slight warnings which she could hear quite clearly as she reached the top and looked around once more before heading in. “Dearest, Emily, you’ve forgotten. I’m a Pierce. And Pierces always win.”

[ofsanguis-blog]

"Darling, we have to stop meeting like this. This is how rumours begin." - {alchena to Damon}

                 The Originals’ sentence starters. ;;

“Rumors of  Katherine Pierce  up to her old  games  and tricks one I’ll say  is true. After all, you  never will cease playing   a   checkmate  over on  someone will  you Kitty Kat? Must suck biting you in the ass this time. ”

[alchena]

                                         ⊰ ofsanguis ⊱

        “But have my plans really failed?” The brunette asked tentatively, letting         the thought linger as she perused his figure,  circling him slowly.  “When         you live for centuries,  you rely on yourself  for entertainment.  You  find         playthings.  As I recall,  you quite  liked  these claws roaming down your         back.”

[rp-memes]

I dare you to flirt with my muse.

[thebettersetter]

ooc; I DONT EVEN CARE IF WE’VE NEVER INTERACTED BEFORE PLS DO THIS

[disneydailly]

[alchena]

Look, here she comes now.           Bow down and stare in wonder.                    Oh, how we love you.                           No flaws when you're pretending.

[rabbitinthemoon-blog]

Clever as the devil and twice as pretty.

(via modelpurity)

[protectionisms-blog]

&  ᵃᶫᶜʰᵉᶰᵃ.

[alchena]

protectionisms:

             ❛katherine ??? since i’m above ruling anything out               in this town, aren’t you supposed to be dead ?❜

            ❛ Yes,  but  then  again  who  stays  dead  in  hell?                Don’t tell  me you’re  disappointed.  That  would                break my heart, Matty Blue Blue. And you would                not want that, now would you? ❜

[alchena]

 nadiapetrovaxx:

Nadia willed cessation in her words, not quite deeming it appurtenant to counter the other—and had surmised that Katherine herself must have found this a tad too anomalous to be repudiated. Answers to her mother’s questions were too soon, and would only be welcomed with dubiety and condescension—and so she veiled insouciance as she shifted slightly in her footsteps, barely intimidated by the other’s weighted gaze.

                              “ I’m not here to start a fight, Katherine—-

——though I hear it can be your definition of entertainment.

                               There are questions I want answered. And                                    I’m not leaving this ground until I get to the                                     bottom of it. “

When the girl, woman, stepped over her questions, the brunette was notably perturbed. Had she not been polite? It wasn’t something she would allow the brunette to glaze over. No, that was her job. So when she practically demanded Kat to speak, the vampire’s arms crossed under  her chest  while disbelief  wrote across  her visage.  “If you’re not here to start a fight,” she started.  “Then why dodge my questions. If you  were looking  for me,  surely you  know who  I am.  Don’t you believe in even playing ground?”

           Not that it would be ACTUALLY even, but if she showed that            sense of  agreeability,  to  that degree.  Maybe  the  woman            would speak up. People did not look for her for nothing. And            especially not people who didn’t know her. She’d remember            that face. “So answer mine, and maybe I’ll answer yours.”

[alchena]

thehubbysalvatore:

    Looking down at the small hands that worked     expertly around him, he felt his heartbeat rise     with annoyance. It was a feeling he knew all     too well now when it came to the woman.       “Celebrating, right. I’ve moved on, if       you haven’t noticed. I have better things       to do than waste my time on someone       who doesn’t, and probably never did,       want me.”

       Drawing back,  her head tilted,  pleased to  hear his VAMPIRIC          heart pick up in speed. Giving her reaction.  It certainly fed her          CONSTANT need for attention. Sipping the amber, she smirked          and  shook  her  head.  “RIGHT.  Moved  on.  To  your  brother’s          girlfriend.  It’s a  SHAME,  Damon.  I thought you  were  smarter          than that.  That kiss was delicious, though.  Mm. Fun, too.”  She          paused,  “Now, now.  Let’s not be so harsh.  I may have wanted          STEFAN more,  but I  did  still  want you.  For you,  though,  that           just wasn’t ENOUGH, now was it?

[ofabominations]

"This is what happens when the condom breaks." {because human!kat and kai - alchena}

Pregnancy Starters

“Well this isn’t entirely my fault. You are the one who decided to seduce the sociopath who haven’t had sex for eighteen years. It’s not my fault I was a bit overexcited.” Though he is teasing and teasing, he is only a bit confused at how exactly he is going to handle the fact of a pregnancy. This really does get into his way of being the almightly leader of the coven without interference.

This was one.

[alchena]

                                       {  ofabominations  }

       “Do I LOOK like I’m blaming you?” Katherine quipped with      NARROWED eyes and PURSED lips. “How did you want        me to tell you we’re having the devil’s spawn? The child of        a psychopath and a sociopath. This is SURE to end well.”        Sarcasm naturally  laced in  her voice  while she  teased,        slightly, back. Though really, it was her true thought. “Any        other GENIUS words to get off your chest?”