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Eve Nikola Mikaelson. Pure Hybrid. Forever twenty. Perpetual student. One of a kind.

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[evemikaelson]

salvasaint:

He groaned in complaint when she moved away from him, but his attention was quickly stolen from the same woman who had captured it before. Stefan lulled his head into a tilt and stared at the backside (or lower, really) of Eve’s, his tongue moving to lick his lips. His ears picked up the dominance that came from Eve’s voice and he wondered if that kind of confidence came with being an unkillable creature. An unkillable monster. They were both monsters here. Stefan’s lips shifted quickly into a smile when the youngest Mikaelson turned back to him, the cockiness in his movements only stemming from the blood he drank and the vampire in him being only brought up from the corruption that screamed from Eve’s body, intoxicating him as much as the alcohol. He pulled her back onto his lap for the moment so she was straddling him, and for a moment, he stared up at him and brushed some of her hair behind her ear with his fingers, wanting to see her face. Stefan was not programmed to treat a woman like she was nothing, like she was only a body to him. Even if he shouldn’t be doing this, which was shouting and yelling in his mind which he was ignoring, Eve was a beautiful girl, and she should be appreciated like all the others. Spirit of the festival, right? Quickly as the sentiment came, it disappeared, and Stefan pulled her back down to his lips, the flame of desire pooling between the two as Stefan gripped down on her ass that she had so proudly shown moment before.

Eve didn't know if it was the fact that she was making out with Stefan Salvatore of all people, or if this was just the alcohol and spirit of the festival, but she felt empowered. She loved the fact that she, Eve Mikaelson, got to kiss and touch and taste one of the famous Salvatore brothers. He was something that drew her in and kept her there. He was just as delicious as blood or alcohol. Three addictive substances in one night? Now that could just make a spoiled princess feel even more spoiled. Within the blink of an eye, she was back on his lap, her legs on either side of his thighs, and then something changed. They were sharing a tender moment. He just looked at her differently. Then again, it wasn't like many guys were in ever in this position that they could look at her a certain way, but he did that. He just... He was a gentleman, in a very ungentlemanly situation. That sort of contradiction seemed to suit their predicament perfectly. Many nights she wondered what it would have been like to know a true southern gentleman from when the south was in it's prime, but the moment his lips descended upon hers, all those thoughts seemed to be erased from her mind. A moan, something deeper and richer then before, ripped through her throat as she returned the kiss. A hand disappeared under his shirt and gripped onto his skin. Eve felt the blood hit her nails when she dug into his skin. Eve could stay like this all night (or go farther) if it was possible.

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salvasaint:

Without a second thought, Stefan moved his hands to hold onto her waist as he pulled her onto his lap, distancing them a few inches from the human who sat there, a blind expression in her eyes. Stefan would deal with her eventually (it was a pity she was a tourist, otherwise he’d send her to Klaus the next morning with the information of whatever Stefan was going to do to the hybrid’s daughter). The Salvatore ran his hands down Eve’s body, his hands kneading into her skin under her clothes, the touch of her soft skin sending shivers down his spine. He kept kissing her until he gripped the back of her hair, pulling her head back to expose her skin. He ran his tongue along it, gently scraping his teeth as he moved his mouth down, stopping to suck on her collarbone. He was smearing blood onto the pale surface and it made him heat up, his skin his head his body, and he was very glad that Eve had found him this night. It had been a few fortnights since he had let himself feel the emotion they called lust.

Eve really didn't want to pull away from Stefan and it seemed he didn't want to pull away from her. The soft clutter of the moonshine bottle made the tiniest giggle cross over her lips. Damn alcohol. Her legs slid onto his lap, landing rather lady-like, but the things that were running through her mind, definitely weren't lady-like. Small moans left her lips when Stefan started to kiss her neck... and then lick her neck... and then started to move his hands along her skin. She just wanted more of him, but to do that, she needed to get rid of the spare. Pulling away just slightly, she put a hand to his lips and smirked a devilish smirk. "Let me get us some room," she whispered and left a small kiss on his lips. Eve inched herself off of him, kneeling between him and the human girl. She felt a bit of a breeze from where her skirt got hiked up, but she didn't care. Let Stefan see her ass. As far as she was concerned, she had on sexy underwear, so he was getting a show. Pulling the girl's attention to her, Eve started the compulsion. "Go back to your hotel room and forget everything that happened from when you met him until you got back there." The brunette nodded and walked off in a daze and as soon as she was gone, Eve turned back to the very handsome vampire. "Now, where were we exactly..."

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salvasaint:

The look in her eyes confused Stefan, as if she was remembering the past, but Stefan shook it away. He was in too deep now. He wanted to learn about the little hybrid, wanted to learn her body. He wanted to learn what blood would taste like when he licked it off her lips. He turned to the human and met her eyes, enacting his compulsion, “stay quiet. Don’t move.” It went along with what he already forced her to do, but he didn’t want her to interfere with her sounds of being fed on (usually moaning, sometimes a light grown; often Stefan enjoyed these sounds, but he wanted to hear Eve). Stefan never broke eye contact with Eve when he met her stare as he breathed in through his nose and exhaled through his mouth, his stare strong and intense as he felt. Without thinking of it anymore, he moved his hand up to the back of her neck and pulled her to him with a hint of roughness, kissing her without hesitation and taking no time to taste the blood, as well as tugging on her bottom lip with his own teeth, a guttural growl finally escaping his mouth. 

There was little control that Eve still knew to have. She knew that if she gave into all of herself and accidentally bit Stefan, it'd be the end of whatever it was that was starting. That would be one of the worst things that could have happened. Each move he made started a flutter inside of her chest. It was odd how her body worked. Call it the purity of her breed, or the fact that she was wishful about her immortality, but she always sort of had a belief that her heart still actually beat. And sometimes, especially now, she could have sworn that she actually heard the thud from her chest. His stare made her want to shiver and dive in at the same time. And then finally, his lips were on hers. The blood tasted amazing on his lips and instantly, she had a grip on the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer to her. A small moan left her lips when Eve intensified her half of the kiss. Her other hand took a soft hold of his neck in a slight attempt to steady herself because damn, the boy can kiss. And if Eve had her way, which she almost always did, she'd make sure to feel that kiss all night long, and on more than just her lips if she was really lucky.

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salvasaint:

He decided he hated this festival. It was influencing him to make dumb decisions and all he could think when he glanced over at Eve is Damon is going to kill me for this. The blood was going to his head, however, and Stefan was slowly becoming the Stefan he tended to hide away. He felt her touch and nearly growled, a near animal already, but he held it back and instead reached over to grasp her hip, pulling her closer while still keeping the brunette human between them. “I thought so too,” he murmured back, his eyes now trained on Eve, rather than the human. She was only Klaus Mikaelson’s daughter. But, if it strengthened his defense any, having Eve Mikaelson on his side wouldn’t be the worst thing. She’d have easily more pull than Rebekah. He was only comforting himself as if he wasn’t enjoying it as his hand slid up Eve’s body, stopping to slip his fingers into her shirt, caressing the bare skin. 

God, he was so sexy. No one had ever done Stefan enough justice in the stories they told. All they mentioned were his heroics but he was so much more than that. Especially when he had blood on his face, something she so badly wanted to lick off herself. His hand on her skin felt electric. Someone had flipped a switch and told her to go for it. To take what she wanted. She was the self-proclaimed princess after all. She could have whatever she wanted and no one could ever stop her. His touch set her body on fire and all she wanted to do was feel more. Maybe she had her own addiction problem that he wasn't aware of? Nah, she just liked the attention. Eve leaned forward, her lips held open in a seductive half smile. "You're better." The words slipped over her lips like fresh honey. It was amazing what some (okay, a lot) moonshine could do to her inhibitions. Her fingers started to draw small patterns on the exposed skin. "So much better."

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salvasaint:

Stefan’s diet had changed numerous times over the years. From animals, to blood bags, to ripping, he could never find a consistent food source. The last decade or so, however, he’d been testing himself, and although he’d never vocally admit it, reward himself with the taste of fresh blood. It was only usually when he was drunk that he’d drink from the vein and because of the festival, Stefan was decidedly drunk. He had found a light skinned brunette and he had liked the color of her hair. Naturally, he compelled her, and found a dark corner to appreciate her neck and blood, as much as he did her hair. Though the influence of alcohol made his control a little fuzzy, his mind was still aware and in control, and he was near to pulling away when Eve Mikaelson appeared from nowhere, taking the incentive to share his meal, without having asked. Although he’s sure he doesn’t like her and he doesn’t like sharing even more (lie: the whole act flared up feelings he didn’t need to possess for the daughter of Klaus Mikaelson) but the distraction tore his control away, and his teeth deepened, pausing only to smirk up at Eve. He didn’t push her away. 

It wasn't often that Eve allowed herself a nice easy drink from a random vein. Usually, she just drank from the blood whores that her Papa kept around the compound, but tonight was different in so many ways. The festival made her a little bit more open and in her opinion, a hell of a lot more fun. Eve leaned in a bit more to take a bit more from the girl before slowly tearing herself away. A soft hand moved to rest on his chest, almost as leverage to pushed herself up from the brunette. "What a fine specimen you chose," she whispered to him. Once she took in the alluring sight of Stefan feeding (a sight that she only ever fully appreciated when she was drunk), her fingertips started to draw themselves slowly down the neckline of his v-neck. Her lips curled into a smirk, fresh blood still sitting off in a pool to one corner.

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darkness, blood, and danger equals sexy | steffy boo

Eve loved the Casket Girl festival. She just loved everything about it. All the freedom in the world was awarded to her during that wonderful festival. She didn't have any guardians to watch over her and she could just be a five hundred and twenty year old girl, stuck in the twenty year old body, dancing on the bar. With a bottle of moonshine in her hand and her head in the clouds, Eve couldn't imagine having a better time. That is until her wolf like eyes honed in on a very sexy vampire having a very sexy meal. In the blink of an eye, Eve whooshed over to the small booth in the corner, put the bottle on the table and leaned in close. "Didn't anyone ever teach you to share, Mister Salvatore?" she cooed. The tips of her fingers trailed along his jawline onto the neck of the rather attractive tourist before she dived in and took a bite for herself.

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roselabonair:

Yeah and that should be celebrated everyday not just a few days in a year.

Well, obviously, but we live in a patriarchal society. We have for thousands of years. If for a few days we can show the men just what they have to be afraid of more than ever, well I'm down for that. Plus seeing people drunk in public is great.

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roselabonair:

At least one of one of us is enjoying this festival.

You're not? Oh, but Rose, it's all about women being the conquerers that we truly are!

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awkwardashford:

…There’s way too many people in the street.

I knew I shouldn’t have come out of house on my own.

Nonsense, Roxxie! Not when you have a fabulous outfit! ... even if you don't exactly have it in your possession at the moment. I sent it home with Aurora! So she probably has it. Sorry, I'm rambling, I'm just so excited!

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fangedfire:

I’ve got to say, my timing is impeccable. Back just in time for the fun.

The Casket Girl Festival is probably the best time you can be in the quarter. Aside from Mardi Gras, of course.

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salvasmolder:

Someone needs to explain to me what happened while I was sleeping because I’ve woken up and now every woman I see is drunk and yelling at me for being a guy. This is quickly turning from a dream to a nightmare, I need a bar, stat.

It's the casket girl festival! So basically... since you have a dick, you're considered dirt. I recommend moonshine to deal with the burn.

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xgraveyardgirl:

A puppy with venomous teeth, quite charming to be honest. Of course I did! Naked cuddles are the best kind of cuddles. You would know with your— what is it now? Five hundred years or so of experience, rawr girl. Got any tricks to teach, oh wise one?

She doesn't use them often. It's the other three that you should probably watch out for... probably. Technically, my experience spans five hundred and three years. Although if you ask my Papa, he'd probably violently deny that. I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm a five hundred and twenty year old virgin. And sweetie, the tricks I can do, you need super speed for. Sorry.

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xgraveyardgirl:

Oh, right— shit, don’t tell her I said her name wrong. They get all giggly, ten bucks they want to have naked cuddles.

Don't worry about Di. She's like a puppy... pun only sort of intended. And oh my god! You did not just say "naked cuddles."

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aurora-donovan:

I’m just going to stand here completely horrified. My entire life just flashed before my eyes. Clearly cars and I don’t get along, or drivers should learn to watch where they are going.

Most people think that you can be fast enough to make it through traffic? You know... with a whoosh?