& you were born for leaving

I'm a survivor. I've survived the death of my entire family and childbirth. It's the role of a lifetime. I'm Katherine Pierce. Semi-private roleplay for Katherine of TVD; Affiliated with Humanity Gone

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     "Honey, I'm home."

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Elijah not wearing a suit requested by anonymous

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"No more talking."

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     "Hmph. Yes sir."

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"Well, you haven’t lost your touch Katherine."

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     "Of course I haven't. I've had over 500 years of practice after all."

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     “I remain infinitely glad that you agreed to stay with us here during your time in New Orleans, especially after Niklaus and his characteristically unwelcoming overtures.” Elijah murmured, cupping his large palm against her cheek as she turned into his touch. “Are you tired? If you’d like to rest, it can be arranged.” With that, using his full ability to move quickly, he had her in his arms, beneath the crook of her knees and around her ribcage just below her bra. They were at the large four poster, and Elijah looked down at her against his chest. “Or perhaps you’d like to relax in a nice warm bath?” He was content to leave her to her own devices, despite how nice she felt, warm and soft against him, smelling sweet like whatever she washed with, her hair hanging loose, silken against his forearm where he had rolled up his sleeves. She could easily free herself from the bridal style hold, he knew, as he cocked an eyebrow and looked at her face, close enough to count her lashes. “Or, I can stay, if you’d like me too.”

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     "Honestly, being near you overrules anything that Klaus could say or do." She let that slip easily. It felt nice to just be honest and be herself with Elijah. At the sudden movement of the original lifting her small frame into his arms, she let out a faint squeak of surprise, though the arm closest to his chest reached up and wrapped around his neck whilst the other found a home on his chest. Sleep, bathe, or spend time with Elijah? "I could just as easily combine the three. I could rest in a bath with you." There's a soft, playful giggle ------ uncommon for the vampire, but Elijah brought out such things in her. For once in such a long time, she was Katerina Petrova.

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gonna reply to some things and then i'll be on my lightning blog. and yes, she'll have a faceclaim, so those that aren't in a video game fandom can write with me if ya want.

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I feel like a dick because I was doing so well with him. I even had a long-term relationship going with my friend’s Lightning. But then Stefan died and I was like YOU’RE NOT DEAD TO ME BABY and I kind of abandoned Snow.

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i abandoned my Lightning a long time ago. and i dunno what it is, but she always ends up comin' back.

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andthatwasthehardestpart said: Funny because I left my Snow Villiers account for this one. :|

asjkghskjfghksjfhg you could always bring him back ;DD

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bringing back my lightning muse

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She was beautiful - but especially she was without mercy.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned (via elitisms)

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Send my character a ► and a command. They must obey.

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     & someday           when you wake up happy                you will thank the lord                     that i'm gone

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     "Well maybe it's because I love you."

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probs gonna make an Aslan blog because yeah

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          His eyes remained above her shoulders, ever respectful, as he canted his head. “Has it? You couldn’t very well be referring to me, could you?” Elijah mused, voice light and conversational, though edged with something else, something deeper, heavier. She was beautiful, and even more when he looked at her and saw truth and honesty and his Katerina. His hamartia. He reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.             “Beautiful.” Elijah murmured simply, his smile reaching his eyes, which crinkled at the corners.

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"I could be." Chocolate hues scanned and memorized his features, as if she hadn't seen him in 100 years. Her hard, iron-like appearance suddenly softened at the touch. He had that power over her. She had no response to his compliment, which she'd grown used to hearing. But coming from him, it was like that was her first time hearing it. And that, in turn, brought a small, loving smile to her lips. Ever so slightly, her head turned and pressed into his hand.