[greyson-luxford]

[greyson-luxford]

Lux couldn’t help but smile slightly at her question - if she only knew what he’d been through. Where would he begin? “It’s kind of a long story, believe it or not,” he answered, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. “But given everything I figure we both have enough time to do a little catching up.” Unable to help himself, he gently reached for Cats hand and motioned for her to follow him. He held back as smile when she willingly followed.

He never hesitated or even looked around as he lead the way up to the fourth floor where he lived. One of the many pros of living among senior citizens was the amount of privacy that came with it - other than the fact that Lux honestly enjoyed their company, of course. His apartment was small and simple, not overly decorated but not empty enough for it to seem like he never spent any time there. “It’s not much but it’s home,” he explained, opening his door and allowing Cat to walk in before following suit, closing the door behind him, “the balcony has a pretty nice view. You can see the park from here.” Lux walked over across the living room and turned on a lamp, unsure why he was suddenly so nervous.

“TruBlood?” he offered, not waiting for Cat to reply before he was walking towards his kitchen. He returned seconds later with two bottles, silently handing one to the blonde. Shit, this had seemed a lot easier 30 seconds ago. “I can’t believe you’re actually here,” he finally spoke, a slightly amused smile on his face as he looked at her. It had been centuries - Lux had honestly believed he would never see Catherine Orsini again. He couldn’t remember the last time he had been this happy being wrong.

Finally, he took a seat on one of the couches and began speaking. “I left home a while after you did. I don’t really remember how I ended up in Ireland but that’s where I sort of…started over,” he paused, opening his TruBlood and taking a drink before continuing, his blue eyes never once looking up at Cat. He wasn’t used to talking about this particular part of his life - the years right before he was turned. Despite the fact that he thought about his family every single day, talking about it, especially with someone from his past, was different…especially when he used to be in love with that specific someone. “I settled down for a few years and then one night…,” he trailed off, shrugging his shoulders lightly.

The rest of kind of history.

“I never knew my maker. I came too and had to figure out the ropes of this as I went. Needless to say, it was a disaster,” he admitted, forcing a smile on his lips. Lux finally lifted his gaze and looked at Catherine, unable to read her expression. Shit. “But I think I turned out alright,” he added, attempting to lighten the mood. The last thing Lux wanted was to put a damper on their reunion but he had this strange feeling that that ship had sailed the moment he started talking about his past.

[catherineorsini-blog]

The warmth that filled her - well, emotionally, that is, when he extended his hand towards her for her to take was incomparable. As her gaze moved up from his outstretched hand to meet his eyes, a bright smile was on her lips. She had never even begun to dream of being reunited with Lux again. He had died long ago, and there would never be another chance for Catherine Orsini to feel the love coursing through her that Greyson Luxford drew from her. 

But as she placed her small hand in his and his fingers wrapped around her own, Cat couldn’t help but begin to hope that maybe, just maybe, she was getting a second chance at love. Real love. 

Without hesitation or trepidation, the blonde followed the man in front of her to his apartment, realizing as they made their way silently through the night, that she would probably follow Lux wherever he might go. 

As she entered the quaint apartment, a small chuckle escaped her lips. When they had last been together, the world had been filled with huge castles with banners and family crests. Now, they were being reunited in a much different setting. 

She shifted slightly when he offered her the bottle of TruBlood, taking it slowly, almost hesitatingly as she was reminded of who she had become over the years since she had lost Lux. She was going to have to tell him, show him really what she was now and no doubt, if anyone could uphold a moral compass through the transition into vampirism, it would be Lux. What would he think of her? 

She was snapped out of her thoughts when he spoke again. Cat nodded distractedly as she sat down on the couch, pushing her hair behind her ear as she pulled her left leg up on the couch, her knee just barely touching her leg as she listened to him. 

Her brows came together as he told his story and suddenly Cat was furious. How could anyone take someone as good and wonderful and pure as Lux, turn him into a vampire, and then abandon him to go through the transition alone?! “I’m so sorry, Lux.” she breathed, reaching forward and giving his hand what she hoped would be a reassuring or even sympathetic squeeze. “No one should have to go through that alone.” she added, her eyes glued on his. 

But then, a pestering thought hit her and she was struck with how familiar his story was, and how much it reminded her of her own. Except for she had somehow thought she was in love with her maker and he hadn’t even known his. “So you never saw your maker? Never knew who he was or anything?” she asked after a moment, biting her lip almost nervously as the thoughts that they could possibly share the same maker swirled in her head. 

[simplekindofguy]

Ever thought of calling when you’ve had a few?

‘Cause I always do.

[landon-ellis]

Sweet Resistance | Cat & Landon

[landon-ellis]

Landon somehow managed to keep a neutral expression when he found himself standing just inches away from Catherine. He gave himself some credit for remaining stoic even when the blonde flashed him her gorgeous trademark smirk. For a second Landon couldn’t help but wonder if he was in over his head doing this so soon - he quickly pushed those thoughts aside. He had to do this, especially if Cat was going to be a constant presence in his life again. Julian was the only reason he was doing this. Landon could handle Catherine Orsini.

Or so he thought.

He practically sighed with relief when Cat walked around him, taking a seat on the bench. “So as usual, everything is just one big game to you,” he pointed out with a slight nod, as he turned around to look at her. The indifferent look on her face only confirmed what the young vampire already knew. “Glad to see you haven’t changed a bit, Cat,” he found himself saying, a faint smirk on his lips now. He may not have known her that long, but people like her weren’t usually that hard to figure out. Then again, Catherine Orsini was unlike anyone Landon had ever met before.

Landon turned his head quickly, almost as if the vampires touch burned against his skin. He clenched his jaw slightly before looking back at her. “I just figured you would’ve grown tired of it by now. It didn’t exactly end the way you wanted too last time,” he reminded, a slightly amused, almost challenging look on his face at the vague mention of his and Julian’s maker. The progenys didn’t exactly have the best relationship with their maker but the fact that she had gotten to them before Cat must’ve stung just a little. Not that Catherine had any sort of attachment to Julian and himself, but simply because she had lost.

“Seriously, Cat. What are you doing here?” he asked, his voice turning serious again. This wasn’t a game, it was strictly business…at least to Landon it was.

[catherineorsini-blog]

Cat shrugged a little. “When you’ve lived as long as I have, darling,” she replied, offhandedly brushing her long blonde hair over her shoulder, “you’ve got to come up with some way of keeping yourself entertained.” she added, sending Landon a flirtatious wink. 

Her smirk quickly turned into a scowl as he reminded her of the one time she had lost at something. Cat didn’t like to lose, especially when the prize (read: Landon and Julian) was so very attractive. Normally, Cat would have put the person who dared to remind her of her failures very violently back in their place, but this was Landon. And exceptions could be made in his case. 

Instead of ripping his throat out like she easily could have, she merely reached forward and brushed some dirt off of his muscular shoulder, lingering a little bit longer than necessary as she touched him. “Landon, my dear, for once my life isn’t revolved around you or your blood-brother.” she finally replied, turning so her body was facing him and so she could look up into those perfectly green eyes of his as she let out a soft laugh. “Naperville simply caught my fancy.” she explained, for once telling the truth. 

For once in the vampire’s long existence, she hadn’t had a hidden agenda or even plan for her time in Naperville. It had simply been the next spot on her list of places she hadn’t gone to yet. And the fact that she was admitting as much to the young vampire before, was saying a lot. 

“You and your comrade were just an added bonus.” she added, stepping a little bit closer to him, reaching up to brush her fingers lightly through his hair. There were few times Cat hadn't gotten what she wanted. And Landon Ellis was definitely one of those times. But maybe, just maybe fate had given her another shot. And Cat sure as hell wasn’t going to let him slip through her grasp again. 

[selenamg]

For me, it’s not necessarily interesting to play a strong, fearless woman. It’s interesting to play a woman who is terrified and then overcomes that fear. It’s about the journey. Courage is not the absence of fear, it’s overcoming it.

[claudia-kishi]

[catherineorsini-blog]

Love’s a game. Wanna play?

[landon-ellis]

Sweet Resistance | Cat & Landon

The vampire duo had settled in Naperville with every intention of keeping a low profile and enjoying their stay. They hadn’t yet agreed on how long they’d be in town - they never really did - but it was usually implied that they wouldn’t have to worry about packing up and moving again anytime soon unless they got bored, or more importantly, managed to attract the attention of local hunters.

Landon didn’t think there could be anything worse than hunters in little ol’ Naperville. He was wrong.

He had first caught glimpse of her during their third night in town. Landon had lost two out of the three games of rock, paper, scissors, so he was sent off to buy TruBlood. He thought she had been a figment of his imagination. Because as much as he hated to admit it, Landon lost count of the times he’d found himself thinking about Catherine Orsini. It wouldn’t have been the first time he’d let his imagination run wild. Once in a blue moon was expected, especially when Cat had been pretty involved in his life at one point, even if was for just a short period of time.

Only he thought he saw her again the other night when he had gone to throw out the trash. Landon saw a figure standing on the other end of the street but when he began approaching it it was gone in the blink of an eye.

Landon couldn’t help but wonder if it was a coincidence or his guilt kicking in again for Julian’s current state. Naturally, the blonde couldn’t just sit back and wait for another unexpected encounter.

He told Julian he was spending the night at a local bar with the Paynes when in realtiy he had other plans. Landon spent a good two hours wandering the streets of Naperville in hopes of finding her when he realized that Catherine Orsinini was (still) about ten steps a head of him - he wouldn’t be able to find her, but she’d definitely find him.

Which is how Landon ended up waiting on the dock of small pond, just blocks away from his and Julian’s place. For a while he was starting to think she wouldn’t actually reveal herself…and then he caught her familiar scent. “So how long were you planning on sneaking around until we found you?” he asked, turning to see a smirking Catherine standing just a few feet away from him. It had been nearly 70 years since he’d last seen the women and she looked exactly the same.

Which okay, might have been a tiny problem for Landon…even if he preferred to walk into the sunrise than admit it.

[catherineorsini-blog]

When Cat had decided to settle in Naperville, she had had no idea just what she was getting herself into. Not only was the town inhabited by one of the most interesting, if not absolutely ridiculous families she’d ever stumbled across (i.e. the Payne’s), but to top it all off, she’d stumbled upon Greyson Luxford, her one true love who she had thought had been dead for centuries. 

Turns out, Naperville wasn’t done surprising her just yet. 

A few weeks ago, Cat had stumbled upon two vampires she hadn’t expected to see quite so soon. Landon Ellis and Julian Johnson had provided Cat with quite a bit of entertainment years ago. Landon, with his noble nature and Julian with his adoring fascination with her. She had quickly made it her mission to corrupt the boys and she’d nearly been successful. If it hadn’t been for that pesky vampire, who Cat refused to name, who had gotten to Landon and shortly thereafter, Julian first. Of course, the vampire had brainwashed the pair into ‘the good’ way to do vampirism and Cat had lost interest fairly quickly. 

Spotting Landon first one night near a store, Cat had kept an eye on the pair for the last couple weeks or so. She didn’t follow them constantly, after all there were much more things like killing people, to be done, but she’d check in on them every once in a while. She’d even allowed Landon to spot her a time or two but had snuck away before he could get close enough. But that got old quickly enough too. 

Finally deciding to make her presence, without a shadow of a doubt, known, she set out  of the luxurious apartment she had made her home the last few months in search of Landon. Julian would be too easy. He would want her to find him, and deep down, Cat was fairly certain he wanted her to corrupt him. But Landon - Landon was a challenge. He still held so firmly to his sense of right and wrong. And if there was anything this age old vampiress enjoyed, it was a good challenge. 

She caught his scent easily enough and followed it towards a pond she, herself, had frequented often enough. She was practically on top of him by the time he caught her scent and turned around to face her. Cat’s lips pulled upwards in her trademark smirk as she considered his question. “Until I got bored...” she said simply before moving around to sit beside him on the bench. “Which happened,” she stopped to look at her watch, as if checking what the exact time had been. “just now and is why I came to find you.” 

Staring up into his gorgeously frustrated green eyes, Cat let out a sigh. “Oh, come now. Don’t tell me you weren’t enjoying our little game of cat and mouse?” she asked, almost pouting up at him as she reached over, brushing her fingertips lightly over his jaw. 

[spiringempress]

Private Lorraine

[tomshardy]

[spiringempress]

[catherineorsini-blog]

Her body's hot Her body's like the summer I'm in a trance or something Her mind is not, no As sharp as all her diamonds She must be smoking something

I see her dancing in the streets Sipping champagne on the beach So expensive when she eats Cause she's so fancy I see her when I go to sleep I check my phone when I am weak She never posts anything deep Cause she's so fancy

This summer’s gunna hurt like a mother fucker This summer’s gunna hurt like a mother fucker

She wants it all She's always taking something And now I'm left with nothing I'm ripping off, oh I'm ripping off that bandage Because I just can't stand it

[catherineorsini-blog]

The Birth of Archie’s Angels | Cat & the Canadian Assholes

[archiepayne-blog]

Archie caught Ella’s glare, but he ignored it in favor of Cat’s piercing blue gaze, and a smile worked at the corner’s of his mouth once more. “Makes sense,” he nodded easily, his hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans as he watched her walk. But she was a vampire, after all, not a Payne – which automatically made her a thousand times more graceful on her feet.  “You’ve probably done a lot of traveling, then. I mean, if you felt bored enough for a hockey game,” he teased lightly, tilting his head in a small, impish shrug. When she turned her line of questioning back on the two Paynes, Ella answered before he could. “Archie’s been here about a year and half, now,” she spoke easily, navigating through the streets of Chicago easily. Archie knew it was probably due to the blondes in front of them. Ella was confident enough for beauty pageants across America and Cat seemed like she could handle herself very nicely. “Then my brother and sister joined me when I moved. We’re originally from Toronto,” she explained. “I was traded for the 2014/2015 season,” Archie jumped in, walking past them as Ella slowed in front of a bar and Archie opened the door for the two of them. “And I actually live in Naperville.” No thanks to the rest of the Paynes moving in and forcing him out of his apartment and into a bigger house.  He hadn’t been out too much, but a couple of teammates had taken him to the bar after a couple games or late practices, and it wasn’t too overly crowded for a Sunday night. Archie placed a hand at the small of Cat’s back, leaning in to the girls over the loud music and the rumble of the crowd. “I’ll grab us some drinks if you guys want to grab a table?” he offered. “A bottle of Satan’s piss for my little sister and AB+ True Blood?” Archie confirmed with a smirk in Ella’s direction before turning to head to the bar. Ella flipped off his retreating back before grabbing Cat’s hand and leading her to a table.

[catherineorsini-blog]

“My boredom seems to have worked out in my favor though.” she returned, throwing a smile in Archie’s direction over her shoulder. 

As they navigated the busy Chicago streets with ease, Cat was surprised to learn there were even more of them. “You mean to tell me four of you all live under the same roof?” she asked, a look of amused disbelief on her face as they approached the bar and Archie opened the door for the two females. 

As they entered the somewhat busy, but not too crowded bar, Cat felt the warmth emanating from Archie as he leaned in closer to be heard over the crowd. For the most part, Cat had learned to prefer the cold of vampirism. There were few times where physical touch from a human was actually welcome, but as Archie placed his hand on the small of her back the sensation wasn’t exactly unpleasant.

 A delicate laugh escaped her lips as he offered to grab drinks for the two ladies, before Ella pulled her off in the opposite direction. When the blondes found an empty table that could sit the three of them, Cat removed her jacket before sitting down next to Ella. “So you moved all the way from Toronto to be with your brother?” she asked curiously, propping her elbows on the table as she leaned closer to hear her companion’s explanation. 

[timotheechalametz]

My daughter really loves Nemo.

[darknesshadows-deactivated20180]

[catherineorsini-blog]

The real love story of the show.

[catherineorsini-blog]

The Birth of Archie’s Angels | Cat & the Canadian Assholes

[archiepayne-blog]

Archie blinked, staring almost at a speck of nothingness as Cat passed and gave him a whiff. He would have felt rather self conscious about it all, considering he had been sweating in hockey gear for close to three hours, but he was more concerned by the fact that she had sniffed him, smirking at him as though he was a snack. Luckily – or perhaps unluckily??? – he wasn’t exactly her type. He breezed back to his normal self, hobbling only slightly after the two blonde girls walking ahead of him. “Well, I am a universal donor,” he stated, as though it was his most prided accomplishment to date even though he definitely thought pro hockey was better. Mia was pretty cool too, for an accident or whatever. Ella ignored Archie entirely. “Guess we’ll have to keep you around then, huh?” the werewolf nudged their new vampire companion with a smirk to match her own. “I always did enjoy the pleasure of a vampire’s teeth pressed onto my neck.” Archie wasted no time in changing the subject. “So what brings you to a Blackhawks game, Cat?” he butt in before Ella could get any more vile. Or possibly keep stepping on his game – he wasn’t really sure which one was worse at this point. “Or Illinois, for that matter?”

[catherineorsini-blog]

Cat’s lips pulled upwards slightly as she tried to keep from grinning as Archie seemingly tried to argue the desirableness of his blood. It was endearing. She glanced over her shoulder at him, briefly letting her eyes lock on his as if to acknowledge his statement, but quickly turned back to his sister. 

As Ella spoke, Cat’s eyebrow rose and her head tilted slightly to the side as she regarded her companion. She was just about to say something when Archie quickly diverted the conversation. Her lips pursed briefly in frustration at that train of thought being interrupted, but quickly turned that frown upside down as she disentangled herself from Ella and turned to face Archie as they continued to walk. 

“I’m quite old.” she explained. “There are few things that can keep me entertained for long nowadays, so I travel to keep myself from decaying with boredom.” Literally. 

Shrugging easily, she offered the siblings a smile. “After a thousand and some odd years, I somehow have never made it to the midwest, or to a hockey game.” she added, sending a wink Archie’s way. “I figured now was as good a time as any to change that.” Brushing her long blonde locks over her shoulder as she looked back and forth between the two siblings, she found herself actually wondering about them. “How long have the two of you lived in the area?” she asked curiously. When was the last time a human, or even a werewolf for that matter, had actually made her this curious? 

[catherineorsini-blog]

The Birth of Archie’s Angels | Cat & the Canadian Assholes

[archiepayne-blog]

Archie rolled his eyes at the two ladies in front of him; a playful gesture, though it was very much real when and where Ella or any of his other siblings were concerned. “Yeah, I’m sure Ella did claim to know a thing or two about a hockey. Did she try to tell you she also writes our plays, too?” 

“Shut up, Archibald.” – “Can it, Eloise.” That could have gone on for hours. Luckily, Ella wrinkled her nose snottily and returned the eye roll, and Archie was already turning from his sister to catch Cat’s smile. Honestly, it could have knocked him off his feet and sent him into catatonic shock if it were any more beautiful. He found himself grinning once more. “Guess I’ll have to do better next game if I’ll be getting such a critical audience – fan or not at all,” he shoved his hands into the deep pockets of his sweats, rocking forward before rocking back, his sister’s obnoxious sighs beside him going in one ear and out the other. “And the pleasure’s all mine.” “You’re a dipshit, Arch.” Ignoring her and moving on, Archie rubbed his lips together before shooting the blonde another smile and walking past her, motioning for the two ladies to follow. Well, for Cat to follow – he was starting to not give a crap about Ella. Sort of beginning to regret not asking her to babysit, really. “Did I hear Ella say something about a drink?” He could practically her the smirk in Ella’s reply as she walked behind them. “I did – but I’m starting to hope our new friend would do me a solid and end up drinking you,” she mumbled lowly, making sure only the present company could hear. 

Neither sibling cared, of course. Growing up, the family had lived next to a vampire. And maybe it was the open-mindedness of their parents or maybe just a Canadian thing, but the Paynes had always been more preoccupied with whether or not you were rooting for Ottawa or Toronto in the playoffs, or what exactly you chose to lather in maple syrup. Priorities. Still, Archie turned a questioning brow to Cat, opening the door for her as the girls passed through.

[catherineorsini-blog]

Cat watched the exchange between the two siblings with a smirk on her face. Oh yes, the Payne siblings would keep her on her toes. "I’m reserving judgement for now.” she replied before he smiled at her. “But the outcome of the next game will certainly persuade me either way.” she added as she reached for Ella, tucking her hand in the crook of the werewolf’s elbow as they followed Archie. 

As Ella spoke, Cat couldn’t help but let out another laugh. Oh, the joys of spunky werwolves! “Don’t worry, Archie. You’re far too pretty for me to snack on. Plus, you’re not really my type.” she added as she passed through the door he held open for her, breathing in deeply and taking in his scent. She waited a few seconds before finally explaining what she meant. “I prefer AB+ and from what I can smell,” she turned to face him, pouting and shaking her head as if she were truly disappointed before offering him that smile of hers again, “you’re O-.” 

“Your sister here,” she turned to face Ella who stood beside her, letting her eyes travel over her body as if sizing her up. “Well, unlike most vampires, I’ve acquired quite the taste for werewolf blood.” she teased, sending Ella a wink of her own to show it was all in good fun. “But I suppose, it wouldn’t be very polite to snack on either of you considering this is our first encounter.” she mused, as if she were truly considering it. “Mother always told me to wait until the second or third time.” This was all a lie of course, her mother had never known her daughter had become a vampire. And with a grin, she let the Payne siblings know that. 

[greyson-luxford]

Wicked Games | Catherine & Lux

[greyson-luxford]

Very few things surprised Lux these days - it was easy to understand considering he had lived over a hundred lives during his time as a vampire. But surprise was just one of the many things he currently felt. Shock, disbelief, anger, happiness? He wasn’t entirely sure how to feel right now, much less what to think of the entire situation. It had been centuries since he’d seen Catalina Orsini. If only he could say it had been that long since he’d thought of her.

It just couldn’t be possible.

His feet were glued to the ground as the blonde approached him, hesitation evident on her face as well. The sound of her voice was nothing but further confirmation to Lux that she was actually there and he wasn’t losing his mind. She sounded just like he remembered. The vampire held his breath when she reached out and touched him, countless memories flooding his mind once again. Her touch would’ve been cold to anyone else, but not to Lux - too him she felt perfect.

Apparently some things would never change.

Unable to stop himself, Lux gently cupped Cats face in his hands, his thumbs gently tracing her skin. “You’re real,” he half whispered, more to himself than to her. It was then that the brunette finally wrapped his head around what Cat had said. They were both vampires. Lux couldn’t ignore the feeling in the pit of his stomach at the realization of what this all meant. Catalina had died. Suddenly his mind was racing again. How did it happen? Had she chosen this life unlike him? Did she get a chance to live a normal life before it happened? Had she lived a happy life without him?

Lux finally let go of her only to pull her closer and wrap his arms tightly around her. He tried his best to be careful merely out of habit but he knew he wouldn’t hurt her - he couldn’t. They had a lot to figure out and talk about, and there were clearly some feelings (at least on Lux’s part) that he still hadn’t been able to bury…even if he wasn’t entirely sure whether those feelings were good or bad. But if anything was for certain it was that they had plenty of time to figure things out.

Hopefully.

[catherineorsini-blog]

Her eyes closed as she leaned into his hands, savoring the feel of his skin on hers again. It felt so good, so right, unlike anything Cat had ever felt before. Her heart may have long ago grown cold and hard against the harsh reality of the world she lived in, but as Lux reached out and touched her, she felt something inside of her begin to melt. 

“Yes,” she assured him, as she finally opened her eyes and smiled up at him. As her eyes intently gazed up into his, she sensed her own confusion and turmoil in him as well. How could they have gone these hundreds of years not knowing that they were both still alive? How had they not run into each other during their many travels? How had they remained apart for so long? 

In the next instant, Lux pulled her into him and Cat let herself be swallowed up by his arms. During their time together, Cat had always had to be so very careful with him. He had been so fragile, after all. Now, now he was just as hard and strong as she was. She held onto him desperately, as if holding onto him would keep her here, in this moment, with him. She breathed him in, relishing in the familiar scent that vampirism hadn’t been able to take away. Surely, Lux had managed to stay the same wonderful man she had fallen in love with all those years ago. 

After several minutes of simply clutching onto him, breathing him, and trying to regain her composure, Cat slowly leaned back, just slightly, so that she could meet his gaze. “How did this happen?” she asked quietly, almost tentatively. Truth be told, she wasn’t sure she could handle hearing how Lux had died, even if she knew that it had ended happily, at least for her. 

[fuckyeahjamiemoriarty]

AU – Where Irene Adler becomes Jamie Moriarty, killing her captors to escape and finds that she prefers the persona of the criminal mastermind to that of a painter (quote by Kurt Vonnegut)