#prosperae

[una-chica-sentimental]

Un cuerpo sano, una piel linda, una mente a prueba de balas y una vida llena de bendiciones 💘🧿✨🧚🏼‍♀️💓🦋💘🪬🌷🧿✨💓🦋🧚🏼‍♀️

[malka-lisitsa]

Rather than ask for attention—  because a majority of the time, asking earns her a head pat or a kiss on the cheek, both of which are nice but don't satiate the need to be loved  —Rachel boldly comes and demands attention today. As soon as Katherine comes into Rachel's view, Rachel's on her, heightened speed anchoring her to Katherine's lap in the time it took to blink.

“Enrichment is a vital part of pet care, Katherine,”  Said matter of factly. She knows what she is, and if she has to confirm it to get somewhere, well...  “Are you going to deliver?” 

She heard the door and could already tell who it was before she sped into the room demanding her attention. The vampire pulled back her wine glass to avoid spilling as her lap is mounted. Queue the rise of a slender brow and a smirk tugging on the corner of her lip.

Fortune favours the bold as it were.

Katherine has to admit that the fact that she's so effortlessly accepted she's a pet takes the pressure off katherine having to set the boundaries to keep lines from-

B L U R R I N G.

It's another point in rachel's favour.

It earns her a hand gripping her hip rather than one that pushes her away to cement the law. It's clear what Rachel wants, to be seen, to be accepted as a person rooted in reality, to remind Katherine of her worth outside of the arms length rule. To prove to Katherine she could be touched without burning up. That she is worth more than what Katherine currently has her doing.

See me, use me, fuck me, love me.

Today, Katherine can offer at least the first three. The hand that gripped her hip quickly abandons it in favour of snatching up Rachel's hair. She pulls her head back smirking at the soft gasp she lets out. The older vampire ghosts her lips over the exposed skin of Rachel's throat, fangs slipping out to drag along the side of her neck just enough to leave a red trail that heals as quickly as it's made.

She knows exactly what Rachel is after, and oh yes. She will deliver.

Without a word Katherine pulls back, draining most of the wine from her glass and dumps the remaining little bit of wine on Rachels chest. She watches the liquid race for the low neck line of her top before Katherine cuts it off with her tongue. Tracing it's path all the way back up to its point of origin.

Of course this wouldn't be Katherine Pierce if she didn't include at least a little banter. Cheek presses to Rachels neck, lips brushing the skin as she speaks.

"Last chance to back out, are you sure you can handle what comes next?"

[griefseason]

❛     i'm  not  cut  out  for  working.     ❜       a  scowl  seems  permanently  etched  on  chloe's  face.        she'll  have  horrific  frown  lines  before  she's  thirty.        she's  spent  the  day  helping  her  mother  at  the  diner  –  they  were  so  desperate  when  the  new  hire  called  out  that  she  was  dragged  in  by  the  ear.       they  regretted  that  by  the  end  of  her  shift  –  broke  three  plates  &*  a  whole  water  pitcher.        on  purpose  ?       debatable.         it  would  never  stand  in  court  ,  though  she's  sure  her  step-douche  would  love  to  see  her  skewered  up  on  the  stand.        

❛    maybe  i  should  just  sell  drugs.    ❜        a  hum  of  consideration  ,  then  she's  nearly  falling  off  the  train  track  rail  as  she  whirls  to  @prosperae.        ❛   or  i  could  totally  be  someone  rich  dudes  fetish.      like  those  girls  that  get  paid  to  just  call  him  miserable  &*  pathetic  ?      i'd  fuckin'  kill  at  that  job.      &*  people  are  already  weirdly  obsessed  with  what's  in  my  pants  ,  so  fuck  it.      might  as  well  use  it.   ❜

[cfthesoul-a]

Approaching Rafe from behind while he's on the phone, only to gently bite him on the shoulder. Because what better way to ask for attention? | insp.

unprompted (kinda) ask

the bite catches him off gaurd, stuck on the phone with sarah as she babbles on about baby things. he really should have just handed the phone to rachel, but here we are. he turns to face rach, a playful smile on his face as he moves to cup her face. gently caressing her cheek before he's gripping her chin. tilting the phone away from his mouth as he speaks softly to her. "what did i say about teeth. thought i taught you well."

[nprescott]

[SMS: Rach (@prosperae )]: Hey, u busy?

[voros-kiralyno]

❛ i wanted my life back. ❜

Nova snorted as she listened to Rachel talk. Using her straw to push the ice in her drink around.

"So you got yourself kidnapped, how does that tie into getting your life back?" A genuine question. Honestly it could be an ingenious plan, she wont know if she doesn't ask.

"Eat your chicken strips you look like you're starving."

[soughtserenity-a]

“Don’t push me away, you’re my best friend.”

" I'm not! I'm pushing you away I just need SPACE Rachel! I'm so fucking angry right now at him I don't wanna take it out on you because you don't deserve that crap. I just... I just need to smash things! "

[ncvabcrn]

"once i try to playfully steal some of rachel's food, she chopped me in the neck so fucking hard it knocked the wind out of me."