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nxtritething:

ANNA couldn’t help but smile as she was told she was correct. she wasn’t sure she had the so - called eye, but she knew self - confidence when she saw it. it was easy for her to spot, because she craved to exude it so much herself. she held back a chuckle, at the idea that the crime rate would be lowered by something so… simple. nonetheless, she didn’t argue. when the other seemingly referenced her original question, the redhead went wide - eyed in response. “ not sure i can pull off a faux fur or leather jacket, or … your other suggestion … ” she sheepishly offered. as much as she would love love love a companion to keep her warm, she was so painfully single and awkward, it was no where in her immediate future … “ perhaps a blanket is my only suitable option … would i look crazy walking around with a blanket all the time ??? ”

she was just so...perky. it should have been incredibly annoying but for some reason, the more that she talked, the more tolerable (or adorable) it seemed to become. katherine wasn’t an inherently mean person (sometimes). vapid? sure. spiteful? on occasion. but she didn’t always have to unleash her inner bitch. besides, she was clearly on the verge of throwing it all away and settling for a blanket. “ in short? yes. don’t do that. ” she waved a hand just to drive the point home before pausing, resting her fingertip on her chin for a thoughtful moment. oh hell, why not? katherine shrugged off her own faux leather jacket (her outfit was iconic with or without) and held it out for her. “ come on, there’s only one way for you to truly find out. let the evidence speak for itself before you give up completely on my...other suggestion, ” she winked before raising her eyebrows expectantly.

#interactions `& better you die than i #ft. anne of arendelle #/fgruei yes love this for us !#also i.......lowkey love them

melanchvlics:

sure, the outburst had been fun to watch, but being singled out is even more entertaining to axel — and he can’t help but crack a smile as the attention falls on him. he has a feeling this’ll be a hoot and half if he can play his cards right.

“huh, me? yeah, i’m a great dancer.” he swirls the drink in his hand, his back to the bar, elbows resting on it — the very picture of relaxation. “are you asking me to dance? ‘cause i don’t think this is the kind of music you dance to — but i’ll follow your lead if you wanna try.”

“oh?” he wasn’t exactly toe tapping and spinning off into the spotlight but that was more her move anyway. katherine didn’t quite unhand her well won bottle just yet but she did spin over herself. “i might be. after all, we’re not on the run, no one wants us dead- in theory-, why not dance!”

katherine took a few steps back, her hand outstretched as she waggle her fingers at him. “it’s you or the bottle which, credit where it’s due, is hearty competition.”

#interactions `& better you die than i #ft. axel

ofinkdried:

bram had hardly recognized that the girl was talking to him until a full moment had passed, eyes widening a bit. “ who, me ?? ” she’d been yelling a bit ago about the bartender not doing their job ( or something like that – truth be told, he wasn’t paying much attention at the time, just sipping on his drink ) and he hoped to avoid that wrath. though, something told him he wasn’t going to be so lucky tonight. “ oh, uh… no, not me. i don’t really have rhythm ?? ” he supplied a smile with the excuse, shrugging a little. “ but i’m sure there’s others who would be much better suited ?? ”

she had to fend off the urge to roll her eyes as he took about a thousand years to actually reply to her. “ it’s becoming less and less you by the second, ” she said, tapping her wrist where a watch might have been but wasn’t. no rhythm. on this, a day when katherine pierce needed to dance and drink, he had ‘no rhythm’? literally why did everything happen to her. she made a face before tossing her hair over her shoulder, letting out the world’s most long suffering sigh while yanking her bottle from the bar top. “ well, duh. ” katherine then took the seat beside him, the bottle hitting the table. “ here--- drink. obviously we have work to do now, you and i. you have to use your rhythm detecting skills to find me a replacement. ”

#interactions `& better you die than i #ft. bram greenfeld

dreamalittleme:

Annoying was a perfect word to describe the woman at the bar. Throwing some tantrum because she didn’t get what she wanted was childish. Not to mention how loud she was choosing to be over a bottle of booze she’d be able to drink regardless. Whatever, she wasn’t his problem. The thought was a passive one as he took a swig of the whiskey he was technically too young to be drinking, narrowing his eyes at the bar when she seemed to single him out. He didn’t have the social energy to deal with some drunk, but something told him that ignoring her would only make it worse in the long run. He settled his glass on the bar, turning his head to glare at the woman in question. Katherine Pierce, she had said her name was. “Do I look like I fucking dance?” He replied.

Katherine Pierce had a big ego. Grass is green, sky is blue...you get the picture. She wasn’t exactly going to take his whole vibe to heart but at the same time, it was enough to illicit a passing glare. There was nothing worse in this world than someone who was immune to your charms and she was charming by just, like, being so obviously this was a lost cause already. The dancing, that was. And any chance he’d want an autograph (the thought almost made her laugh, lips twitching). Either way, she rolled her eyes at his question, fingernails tapping on the side of her bottle. “You look like you’d rather die than make small talk,” she answered, a smirk tugging at her lips, “Lord of the Dance or not.” Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe she was just vaguely interested to see where this would go but she waggled the bottle at him anyway. “What about drinking?”

#interactions `& better you die than i #ft. ronan lynch #fgreyud i am BLESSED #also i love that you're playing ronan getting me in all those trc feels :''')

dreamalittleme:

If Scorpia loved one thing about The Cloud, it was it’s nightlife. Her personal favorite was Pizza Planet, but there were some days where the games and bustle was too much, even for her. Those nights she preferred to relax at a place like Rousseau’s– where she could still have fun without having to drain herself completely. As an added bonus, Rousseau’s had a lot more beautiful women than Pizza Planet. Like this woman, for example. She seemed strong, independant. A woman who knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to take it. Scorpia wouldn’t call it love at first sight, but that didn’t stop her from grinning when the woman addressed her. “Who, me?” She couldn’t quite stop herself from bouncing on her heels. “I love to dance! It’s one of my top ten favorite pass times.”

Katherine had a chance, even now as she was determined to drown her horrifying, confusing, sorrows- she had a chance to be normal. Have fun. How often had she dreamed of having a normal life? Of having a life, period. And she had that, didn’t she? Right now, arguing with a bartender, hogging the bourbon, locking eyes with pretty, pretty girls---this was the life. Point was, whatever sad little memories or dreams, or whatever, she’d been planning on forgetting were thoroughly forgotten. “Yes, you,” she repeated, canting her head. Cute which wasn’t usually her speed but if she were being truthful, it was a weak spot. Forgetting the bottle, Katherine made her way over, pausing only to grab the arm of some unimportant bystander and compelling them to turn on some good damn music. “Lucky me. Can’t wait to hear about the other nine,” she said leaning a little too close, her hand reaching out for hers, shoulders wiggling giving a little wiggle-, “Dance with me.”

#interactions `& better you die than i #ft. scorpia #me @ me : is this gif.........too much #me @ me : Use It

nxtritething:

ORPHEUS had innocently been watching her ( arguably almost one - sided ) fight with the bartender. he was almost in awe of her self - righteousness. he even seemed to jump slightly as she slammed the bar. it was quite the sight to say the least.

he didn’t expect her attention to be turned towards himself after she won her apparent battle. he looked around, as it making sure her question was truly meant for him. pointing to himself, he asked “ me? ” as a confused look painted his features. he shook his head, already answering her question. “ i’m afraid i’m not much of a dancer. i much prefer watching people dance to my songs then the other way around… ”

“ YOU ! ” katherine exclaimed again, abandoning her bar stool for good so she could twirl over, bottle in hand. she would kill for a distraction right now- sometimes literally (right...?)- and she’d take whatever she could get. after all, who could deny her beautiful face? she was about to voice this, a grin spreading over her face at his confused one. her face screwed up briefly then, almost pouting, “ boo--- ” but then he carried on and she was back to beaming, “ well well well. shall we get this man a mic, then! where- ugh, you just cannot get an understanding bartender anymore... who’s supposed to cater to my whims now? ” she managed to tip her bottle up more than a few times mid drama before she leaned herself near him. “ anything i’ll know? your songs. ”

#interactions `& better you die than i #ft. orpheus #at last.mp3 feudhji

nxtritething:

ANNA looked down at herself, unsure what the other was referring to. she pouted her lower lip slightly as she looked back up. before she could repeat her initial question or raise a new one, a phone was placed in front of her face. the redhead furrowed her brow as she studied the photo. “ is the vibe… self - confidence ??? ” she asked as her tone raised with hesitance. she wasn’t sure what the vibe was, besides a sort of ‘ i know i look good ’ energy. still, she mustered up a laugh. “ if so, then yes, i get the vibe. ”

katherine was suddenly interested in the little redhead when she tossed out the compliment. it hadn’t exactly had all the bells and whistles she usually craved but it was enough to perk her interest. anyone who got her vibe was worth almost her full attention. “ yes and don’t you just have an eye for it. if only more people around here saw things as clearly, there’d be less- i don’t know- crime, or whatever, ” she said, waving a hand. katherine needlessly tossed her hair over shoulder, offering up a smile. of course she’d heard her original question (impeccable hearing just not impeccable caring). “ you should try a faux fur or leather jacket. a scarf. OH--- why not a big, strong man, hm? or even better, woman. or you could get a blanket. ”

#interactions `& better you die than i #ft. anna of arendelle #/um hi i'm swooning thank you !#also swooning over all your lovely muses eyhdjis

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#about `& i'm katherine pierce. i survive

Status: Open Location: Rousseau’s

“Hello? Do you know who I am? I am Katherine Pierce! People send me free crap just for existing. I am a trend. I have so many followers that it’s not even a readable number anymore and I will not be questioned by you, Bar Boy---” she slammed her hand down on the bar for extra emphasis. She had a second part of her semi-drunken speech planned about how she was also the myth, the legend, the most ruthless and well dressed vampire of her time but he wasn’t having any of it and instead left the bottle, like she had originally requested. Well, that was that.

She took a generous swig before spinning to face the nearest bystander (customer, victim) and pointed at them. “You! Do you DANCE?”

#interactions `& better you die than i #cloud:open

nxtritething

OPEN STARTER FOR: anna of arendelle setting: starcourt mall, early evening.

the memories dreams were getting more and more vivid for ANNA. one in particular stuck with her ; one about feeling so cold, she swore she froze completely solid. even thinking about it sent a shiver down her spine. it was the beginning of summer, and there were moments not even the sun on the brightest day could warm her. it’s like the chill was coming from inside herself. looking at one of the displays, she pulled her jacket tight against her. was it the a.c. this time? or just her? turning to the closest person, she asked, “ hey ! is it a bit chilly in here ??? ”

bcddestbitchofall

katherine was scrolling through her own instagram, making a face as she skimmed some of the comments and quirking an eyebrow at others. she should be getting paid more. not that she needed money- she had a pretty face and wasn’t afraid to rip out a few hearts so... anyways, she was busy looking at herself when the little redhead’s voice cut in--- “ what? i wasn’t listening. what’s-, ” she waved a hand in her general direction, “ this. what’s going on with you?” then, before she could really think about it, she held her phone up, “do you get the vibe of this selfie, yes or no?”

#interactions `& better you die than i #ft. anna of arendelle #<333

mutant-mia

Mia could hear her own heart pumping, walking quickly and peering in every direction, she kept wringing the leash and harness in her hands. “Trouble, here baby. Trouble, I promise not to be mad if you come back.” The promise was empty and they both knew it but the fates shined in her favor as she spotted the soot coloured cat peering out from behind a tree further up. Sprinting forward, she had to wind around the tree twice before she caught the slippery cat, cursing.

Slipping her into the harness as the cat complained very vocally, she scolded her between trying to catch her breath. “You wouldn’t have to wear this if you just didn’t run out the door. We’ve talked about this, strays and outdoor cats are vulnerable to diseases and- hey, watch those claws- and predators and are doing real damage to the ecosystem. You agreed to be an indoor cat when I took you in, you signed the same contract as me, missy!” It wasn’t until the grumbling cat was securely fastened in and she straightened that she realized someone was close enough to hear her huffing at the cat. “Oh god.” She covered her red face, back leaning against the tree. “Any chance you didn’t hear any of that?”

bcddestbitchofall

Katherine had yet to deduce whether or not this place held any real danger for her. After all, everywhere she went, enemies tended to follow. That and she wasn’t terribly good at making friends and she was, as far as she could deduce, dealing with the possibility of having double the chance of having pissed someone off. Point was, she was keeping a somewhat low profile today (oh how her internet followers would weep, she was sure) which was why she hadn’t said anything, or helped. Well, maybe she hadn’t helped because she was Katherine Pierce and she simply did not want to.

“I’m afraid my hearing is the sharpest its ever been,” she said, canting her head to the side, a hint of a smile on her lips. Friendly enough but she was, in all honesty, contemplating eating her. Maybe too cute to eat. Who would take care of the cat? “You named your cat ‘Trouble’? Seems like you should expect a little misbehaving ever now and again, contract or no contract.”

#interactions `& better you die than i #ft. mia hart #this cat is already Best Character fhudj

c-obrakai1972

Kai looked around the park, sitting alone on a bench as people passed by like this wasn’t the strangest place they had ever been. This wasn’t normal… right? Was this another prison? One where he lived a basic life with no memory of how cool he really was? Well, joke’s on whoever put him here because his memories were coming back. Kai always figured this stuff out and there was no reason for this to be any different. He sighed as he leaned back on the bench and closed his eyes. “Just have to figure out what kind of hellscape this is… Can’t be that hard.”

bcddestbitchofall

Here’s the thing about always having a plan B (and C, and D, and so forth): it takes time. Katherine Pierce had been around long enough to always have something up her sleeve even if, on occasion, she had to improvise. Things were different now. It was like...she’d been reset. Centuries of cruel and diabolical schemes had been tossed aside for some fanciful, fantasy life where she paid rent. Honestly, this might as well have been a hellscape at this point. With that thought echoed by none other than Kai Parker of all people, she lavishly deposited herself onto the bench, somehow taking up more room than necessary. “Well, well, well. I’m sure those will be your famous last words, won’t they?”

#interactions `& better you die than i #ft. kai parker #dyhusj cursed to b a basic bitch

uploading data … ⟳ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ! welcome , KATHERINE PIERCE. a long way from the vampire diaries , huh ? hm … a twenty six year old social media influencer who looks like CAMILA QUIEROZ — could be worse. i heard you were at ROUSSEAU’S when we un - glitched , & you ( sank your fangs into the first person who annoyed you ]. still the selfish & playful type , that’s why [ a handful of crushed strawberries, red lipstick stains and a high heel on your neck]’s totally your vibe. the memory of BURNING UP IN THAT HELLISH FIRE is hazy , but maybe the ( lapis lazuli necklace and sketch of your family ) waiting for you at the pawn shop’ll bring clarity. + vampire , cis female [ she/her ] , bisexual. uploaded by PAIGE ( 24 , she/her , gmt ].