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[matrilineals]

the wind came out of the cloud by night, chilling and killing my annabel lee.

[matrilineals]

making an executive decision now that the only wound/scar that doesn't heal over after turning is the one that killed you :3 so ana's gonna have to wear the knife wound her mother inflicted on her for the rest of her immortal life mhm mhm yep 🙂‍↕️

[matrilineals]

i do mostly talk about ana's side in the whole ana marg dynamic bc well i am writing her, but ana viewing marg as a burden/holding her back/dragging her down does actually go both ways.

without ana to worry about, margaret would've just shot straight for the throne. she would've made herself emperor. she would've found a way. would've compelled the hell out of the emperor and his eunuchs and his generals and the entire court. and she would've made them all accept her coronation with a smile.

but since there was ana to worry about, she had to dream a little smaller. dream a little further away. ana doesn't care about any of that stuff, and i think marg's always known that if she did just go for what she wanted, ana leaving would be inevitable. and at the end of the day ana is the last family she has left. her only surviving child. marg can't let her go, so she compromises.

and i don't think she resents ana for that as much as ana very openly does resent marg for being overbearing and way too controlling, but it is there. marg's simply too ambitious a woman to not hate her daughter for robbing her of some of her grander dreams.

and now, well. it's too late, isn't it? she can't really be anything or anybody without exposing herself as a vampire so she's just gotta grit her teeth and accept the fact that she's only ever going to be able to control things from the shadows.

anyway. imagine if i just make this a dual muse blog n write them both lol

[matrilineals]

@katherlne, cont.

“No,” Ana answers plainly. “Just like you can't help being a narcissistic whore.” She looks. Around the room there are eyes lingering on every flutter of a blonde lash. Every twitch of a shiny lip.

The difference between a witch and Katherine Pierce is that one casts spells with their mouth, and the other with her vagina.

Beware: big, bad, beautiful, blonde bitch.

“Guess some things are innate.” Her mouth hooks up over the barb. “Not too late to change though, Katherine. If you try, I'll try.”

[isabelleadjani]

BAI LING as Myca THE CROW dir. Alex Proyas, 1994

[matrilineals]

who want me

[matrilineals]

Anna&Pearl / Milk, Allie X

[destinationfinal]

ANNA ZHU The Vampire Diaries (2009-2017)

[perditionable]

@bloodsuckur,

"i'm diggin' the goth chick vibe. it's daring." if a little out of place for an obscure, nobody-would-know-it-exists-unless-they-missed-a-highway-exit small town bar. but dean's not judging, or complaining. "like a very adult wednesday addams." he waits a beat. maybe she didn't hear him. maybe she's ignoring him. in any case: "i'm dean. hi."

[matrilineals]

The whole point of these hick town bars was that no one talked to you if you didn't look as rednecked as the rest of them. Clearly someone didn't get the memo.

Anastasia counted to forty seven before finally turning to face her unwanted company. He looked like an asshole. Talked like a douche. It was a good thing she cleared almost an entire bottle of whiskey before he opened his mouth.

“If I give you fifty dollars will you walk back out that door, Dean?”

[matrilineals]

ana kinda dresses like this if u think about it

[goodsirs]

1899 1.01 “The Ship”

[matrilineals]

a day late but this is ana re: halloween — she's too lazy to dress up for it. gus wants her to be the morticia to his gomez so she plucks his eyes out for a couple days (she'll keep it safe in a jar to lose in her house for a while before she eventually stumbles upon them in the back of her closet or something). margaret on the other hand finds halloween kind of novel and fun. she won't force ana to dress up but she absolutely will do something super fancy and elaborate. (she dresses up as chang'e and buys bunny ears for ana as a joke, so she can be her pet rabbit, which ana ofc does Not wear)

[kschwarzschild]

"not their real ages, silly!" katherine corrects, sounding jovial and scathing in equal parts. she whacks ana's arm with her fan. it's too rough to be a joke, but not hard enough to be a challenge.

"their faces." her eyes go catlike before perusing the bachelors beneath the balcony again. "their bodies."

she knows who she'd choose.

"unless you prefer haggard old men making love to you. all grey and bent with missing teeth," katherine raises her thin eyebrows. "that's one way to finish them off."

[matrilineals]

Katherine jokes like a butcher. She, the meat cleaver. Ana, whatever's on the chopping block. Funnily enough, she flirts the exact same way. The boys on the ground are nothing more than walking slabs of meat. Ana almost feels sorry for them.

“Their dull minds and flat personalities.” Which she supposes isn't much of a problem for Katherine actually, given that she rarely ever bothers listening to them talk. “You think like a man, Katherine. Going on about youth and beauty.”

Ana would like to pluck all those pretty little lashes off Katherine's eyelids one by one. She settles for a hiss, something that translates even when she's out of her winged form. “Better than young boys who know nothing, least of all their way around a bed. And a woman.” She looks down at the meat, chin resting on her palm like she sees them as anything beyond prey. “Is it fun? Having to guide them through everything? You've never seemed the teaching type to me.”

[matrilineals]

anacore

[matrilineals]

@schvarzschild: wouldn't you like to meet a handsome young man?

The response is automatic. A wrinkling of her nose, a roll of her eyes. Katherine's cornered the market on handsome young men, as far as Ana's concerned. Katherine's appetite has always been the most monstrous part of her. Ana wishes she was talking about blood.

“I'm sure it must be hard, for an unpleasant woman such as yourself to attempt to enjoy your own company. But unlike you, I have no such problems.” The problem is her mother. Or it's the men themselves. Or really it's just the uncomfortable sensation of being known, being looked at. It's anything, it's everything. Ana doesn't know how to play the game without staking her heart on it so she just doesn't play. “And young men? I find most of them to be so... dull.”

[matrilineals]

@schvarzschild: you are unkind.

Ana supposes it must seem odd to Katherine, that she doesn't kiss the ground her bony feet walk on. Ana is her mother's daughter, but she thanks whatever god is left that their taste in women have never overlapped.

“What does that make you, then? Sinister? Wicked?” Sometimes Katherine says things like they're compliments when they're not. Oftentimes Ana says things like they're insults when they're just statements. In some twisted sense, perhaps they're rather well matched. “If you tell me I'd look better with a smile on my face I'll burn your entire wardrobe down.”

[matrilineals]

@primordiel: now you're just teasing me.

If God is for the living, what's left for the dead?

Ana's never needed to ask that question, because she's never truly been alone, but sometimes she wonders; if she didn't have her mother, who would she pray to?

“No, really.” She fingers the silver cross hanging from her neck. All it is is metal. All it is is cold. “You're God to some of the newbies.” Word of mouth is tricky like that. Let it go on long enough and you reach accidental godhood. Not that Klaus minds, she's sure. “They hear about you from their sires and next thing you know they're saying Klaus, please bless this meal before they bite someone.”

When you're scared, God is there for you. When you're dead, find Klaus.

“How's it feel? Being holy.”