queen of hell.

REVOLUTION  All your WALLS are breaking down It's time you had a TASTE of losing Time the table's TURNED around I see a glimpse of recognition But it's too late ugh it's too late And what you thought was your best decision Just became your WORST MISTAKE

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always the epitome of confidence, katherine never failed to make her presence known, aside from the rare case where she wanted to remain incognito. but with her new reigning title as queen of the underworld, nothing would stop her, she felt invincible. still, seeking out revenge on the mikaelson’s, klaus especially wasn’t a task she took lightly, nor did she plan on dishing out hastily. they deserved whatever wrath they received.

now, however, katherine dressed to impress and draw attention, she pushed open the door to the cafe. after all,  enjoying herself was always apart of the plan once she returned to the land of the living. flashing an alluring smile at the barista the instant eyes locked, having acquainted herself well with the locals, finding entertainment in a select series of people.

   “ the usual, miss katherine? ” the man asked before katherine even had a chance                           to step up to the register. it was almost as if she had the town in its entirety               

wrapped around her dainty fingers and in a way, she did. " and this is how you earn yourself a loyal customer like myself, add one of your delicious peach fritters to my order, will you? i’ve found myself craving them for days. ” she responded, sliding cash across the counter, insisting they kept the tip.

turning away, having felt eyes on her from the moment she stepped foot inside the cafe, katherine’s dark, sultry lips pursed into a tight smile, maintaining her composure. after all, she had nothing to fear. spotting an intriguing figure with a seemingly NEW face sitting in the corner, katherine felt herself being drawn in their direction. 

stepping away from the counter without her coffee, she coyly ventured across the room in their direction, opting for a seat just off to the side by the window, close enough to keep an eye yet far enough to avoid a rising suspicion.

waiting on the server to bring her treat and drink, katherine waited for just the right moment to cast her magic upon them causing them to slam straight into one of the tables, mug of HOT coffee flying through the air and landing just on the table belonging to the other.

“ Oh my ! ”  the woman cried out, glancing up in surprise horror, shaking her head in feigned dismay. “ What an absolute mess, are you alright?” she asked, looking over towards the stranger. 

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&&. A KATERINA PETROVA SELF PARA : Oblivion. 

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dean-winchester-is-back:

“So long as you keep up on the cardio you’ll be fine.” Dean countered with a wink and a smile. “I may end up outside the quarter, just depends on where the job takes me.” 

“Yeah, she’s been here for a few years I think.” Something inside Dean warned him that caution would be advised, and instead of asking about Rebekah he jumped to the next subject glossing over it. He couldn’t have explained why, just that some preservation instinct had kicked in, and he wasn’t inclined to follow down that rabbit hole. 

“I can understand that. It’s not a bad spot by a long shot, but putting down roots would require heavy sleeping.” 

" Bit of a shame that there’s only so few entertaining ways to keep up with cardio,” a brow arched upward, Katherine’s doing a one over shamelessly. “What kind of job is that, exactly? With so much travel, it certainly sounds exciting.” the raven haired beauty pried, not wanting to come off too eager, yet curious enough to dig for some truth. 

“Two years is a long time, I’m sure if you were to ask around, one of the locals is bound to have heard of her. or maybe she’s a regular of one of the many fine cafes around, can’t hurt to ask around. I’d offer my own hand in things, but two years surely has me beat.” Though, she knew the town and it’s locals like the back of her hand by now, Katherine figured it best not to reveal how much she truly did know of the place. That, and if he were to acquire about someone from one of the baristas, one of her minions was bound to overhear as she was certainly planning on keeping her tabs on this one. 

“And far more tequila shots than my body can handle, something that rarely leads to a decent night’s sleep.” She added with a bemused smile, eyes sparkling in her own amusement. “And what about you, Dean? Are you staying in the quarter?”  

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dean-winchester-is-back:

“I mean, you could live off of sugar and dough.” He laughed. “But you’ve also gotta have pie. It’s in the rules.” He smiled charmingly, enjoying the simple act of flirting with a girl on the street. “The French Quarter isn’t that big of a place, I have a feeling you’ll be seeing my face around.” 

The flush on her face made Dean feel more at home than he had in months. Hunting things, talking to his brother, trying to keep the world from being destroyed, these were all the difficult things in his life. Putting a smile on a pretty woman’s face though, that had always been a skillset that had more or less come easily to him. 

“Yeah, well I’ve gotta stick around for a little bit. Waiting on someone, and looking for that friend who isn’t answering their phone.” He shrugged. “I’ll admit though, there is something about this town that makes you want to stay. Place is a regular party. So I’ve gotta ask, do you live down in the Quarter, or out in one of the Wards?” 

  " I do believe after some time of living off such a diet, it'd start show in a very unflattering way.” She countered. “ Is it now? And what if I’m the kind of the girl that prefers not to play by the rules? What might happen to me then?” she slipped out in a soft, yet distinct whisper, a playful giggle echoing against the wind. “ That is, if you intend to only stay within the bounds of the French Quarter, of course. But as you’re on business, I do imagine this to be your main priority.” 

It was easy, the flirtatious nature, putting up an act, it was something Katherine had perfected. It’s how she managed to wrap so many poor souls around her finger. Never anything more than a game to her, after all, anything deeper was a GREAT weakness. 

“ You sound like someone who has their hands full with a very heavy plate, is your friend a local?” She questioned, careful not to seem too curious. “You say that as though it’s a bad thing, there are worse cities to be drawn to. As much as I love the quarter, the idea of getting a peaceful night’s sleep here seems near impossible.” Katherine answered, not quite wanting to reveal exactly where. 

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brooklynwarlxkbane:

magnus heard a familiar voice behind him. he smiled and turned around ❝well not everyone can age as gracefully as you katherine❞ he hadn’t seen in a long time. they used to be lovers back in the day. it was never serious, and both just enjoyed the fun of it. she had been on the run, and he was one of the few people who knew the mikealsons, and wanted to stay away from them. it was mutual benefit. 

he walked up to her and hugged her ❝and here i’d never thought i’d see the day where katherine pierce would be in the same city as the mikealsons. i mean i have heard they were here, i haven’t seen any of them❞ he would do his best to avoid them. he was sure the only ones he actually liked was rebkeah and kol, but were daggered, because that was who klaus was. ❝what brings you here?❞

“ most certainly not, there wouldn’t be any fun in that now, would there? ” sultry sweet words spilled from rose tinted lips, eyes sparkling with a taste of the devil as her playful smile complimented them. katherine always had a soft spot for those that played along with her little games, whether it be a small or big one, she never failed to enjoy herself. after all, despite being on the run for far too many centuries, katherine always took the time to entertain herself. 

nonchalantly returning the hug with half the effort, never having been one for embracing others with genuine hugs. she never saw a purpose in it. “ one might go so far as to say the tables have turned.i have eyes on them everywhere, they’re here. ” katherine assured magnus, lips curving upward to a slight smirk. she was cautious in her choice of words, not wanting to risk revealing all to someone she hadn’t seen in centuries. “ what wouldn’t bring me here? new orleans is a magical place.” 

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dean-winchester-is-back:

Dean nodded, and answered her flirtations with a bit of his own. He might have been here on a job, and one with no leads at that, but it didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy himself just a little while he was here. Even if the vibe he was getting from her was all over the place. 

“I’ll keep that in mind.” He said, grin a little cockier this time. “They were on my list, but I’ll be sure to tell them Kat sent me.” He winked. “I’m Dean.” 

He adjusted to avoid anything that might resemble the actual truth, opting for the easier lies that had long since learned how to roll right off his tongue. “Is what it is. I don’t tend to stay anywhere for too long. Then again, it means I can always come back.” 

Never known for being a shy individual, no matter the act she was playing at, Katherine enjoyed toying with new faces in different ways. Something about the other caught her attention, there was something more to him than meet the eye, that she was able to tell, but just what...she hoped to soon unravel. Still, despite her attire, Katherine maintained a coy demeanor. 

“It’s a shame they’re made up entirely of sugar and dough, otherwise I think I might start living off them.” A soft, contagious giggle echoing against the cold air. “Definitely do, maybe we’ll even find ourselves lucky enough to cross paths again once you do.” She added, feigning a flushed expression. “It’s truly a pleasure to meet you, Dean..” Katherine nodded, the name having a familiar ring to it, but with no surname it was impossible to know with a name like so. 

There was something surely holding him back from what she saw in his eyes, though leaving some mystery always led to GREAT fun later. “That’s understandable, there was a time in my life where I rarely stuck around a place for long,” the olive-skinned beauty admitted, hoping the reveal of some of her own truth would lead to learning more. “But there’s just some places that have the ability to draw you back just like that and New Orleans certainly is one of them, nor does it ever seem to disappoint.” 

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tvd forever meme ♥ [7/8] favourite characters ↳ katherine pierce

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favourite the vampire diaries characters; katherine pierce I ran from my enemies for 500 years, and then one day, I stopped. Now a new enemy wants me dead. Sure I could run from the Travelers, but there’s still one enemy that I can never escape, time. So call it pride or vanity, but after the life that I’ve led, I refuse to drift off into the sunset. This truly has been the role of a lifetime.

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Katherine inspired outfit with black skinny jeans by kit-kat227 featuring a red shirt

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Katherine + “beauty is meant to hide something. what are you hiding?” // m.a.w. requested by anon

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&&. A KATERINA PETROVA SELF PARA : Oblivion. 

  "Bonnie! Katherine cried out in terror the winds sweeping her away as the anchor to the other side wouldn’t allow her to pass. Tears streaming down her cheeks, staining them and making her vision blurry. Nails clawing into the hardwood floor as her arms became battered and bruised. Not that it mattered, she was dead. It was then that she began to lose her grip, fingers slowly slipping away from the surface and she looked up at Bonnie one last time, eyes filled with nothing, but utter terror as she was sucked into oblivion and everything went dark.

   Her vision impaired, all Katherine could see was blackness for the longest time, and slowly, her mind began to whirlwind and memories of her life flashed before her. Each and every bit, and slowly she began to relive the most painful of memories one by one.

   The first, her buried in the sheets of her bed as she screamed a merciful scream at the human life that was being born just before her eyes. It was unlike any pain she’d  experienced in her sixteen years of life. That single mistake, that single moment was the start of the beginning of the nightmare that became her existence. “Can I hold her?” The words echoed in her mind, a series of ugly sobs filling the room as her own father, her own flesh and blood took away her child, the one thing that could’ve possibly spared her from it all.

  Then everything went black once more, the confined space where she was trapped filling with echoing sounds of horror, in all shapes in forms .A baby crying, her father yelling as she was forced out of her house, her home country, never to speak to them again.

  A flash of light hitting her face moments later and she was drawn into yet another memory, there she was, alone at 16, cold and scared, already fighting for her life with little to nothing. Getting by on her looks and ability to charm men in, numerous of nights with numbed expressions. It wasn’t until her paths crossed with a family of a greater terror than she could ever imagine. Being drawn in instantly by their charm, and standings in society, who could blame her?

    Everything was so pleasant at the start, Katherine still the young, Katerina, much too naive to see the lies around her. The moment the truth was discovered, not only did her heart shatter for a second time in 18 years, but she needed an escape. Turning to Trevor, the man who’d brought her to the Mikaelson’s, she was assisted in running, only to reach an obstacle upon stopping at the little old cottage. Rose, who wasn’t foolish enough to fall for the games of Katerina Petrova, was fully prepared to take her to Klaus.

    Healing her with blood, Katherine took her own life moments later and the next chapter began. Fast forwarding some, she was now a new vampire on the run from the strongest family of blood suckers in existence, unable to be killed by anything, but a weapon that ceased to exist,.

    The reliving of the memories continued to consume her every thought as she was sucked in and out of each one, some worse than others. The sight of her families blood decorating the walls, and their bodies the scattered throughout the home she’d once known as her own, she had nothing. The pain doubled from being a vampire, it was as if her heart was breaking in two, yet now she was dead. Katherine Pierce, the one who always survived, dead and now suffering in the pits of oblivion as she relived every painful moment in her life.

   A story begun, because a naive little girl had desperately wanted love, and when she first stumbled upon it, she was brought a daughter, another life, but just as her first ‘love’, the life was torn from her without a chance to cradle her. She could’ve been a good mother.

  Blamed for the horrors brought to her life, yet no one looked toward the horrors that she suffered. A girl at 18, in desperate need of a home, taken in by a seemingly wealthy and decent family, only to be deceived, because she was a Petrova doppelgänger. To be sacrificed,  because a selfish man wanted more power than already possessed. Misjudged for going through life with the life motto of better you die than I, Katherine became a warrior, a soldier in a fight for her own life, Who could blame a girl at 18 for wanting to live? Only to be killed half a century later, a month or so after finding her believed to be dead daughter. She was made this way, sculpted by her enemies into the monster that iswas Katherine Pierce.

  Left in a pit of her own thoughts, Katherine felt something new. A tug, something pulling her away, equally as brutal in comparison to the day she died, she couldn’t help her series of thoughts. This was it. The terrors in her mind would be whisked away, and everything would become a pitch black and nothing, not even the memories of Katherine Pierce would continue to live on. She was passing.

   Blinded by a sudden gush of light beaming against her, she was dragged onto a hard surface. Dirt, beneath her hands, she was able to move. How? Pushing herself up, her eyes taking moments to adjust, before finally forcing them to flicker open, she looked around in befuddlement, uncertain if this was the start of another chapter in the nightmare that is Katherine Pierce’s life.

 Once standing, Katherine’s head turned and she caught glimpse of the oh so famous town centre, beloved home of many. For the first time in what seemed like years, a smirk tugged once more at the corner of her lips and a familiar smug expression settled on her face.

She was back, the elusive Katherine Pierce was back.

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so, as it would seem, i’m caught up on replies and have replied to all open starters ( i believe )...which means, i definitely need more plots and threads. so, if we have yet to thread, please give the little heart a click and i’ll come to you either on here or in discord. katerina is certainly here to cause some damage. 

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dean-winchester-is-back:

Dean hadn’t quite noticed her approaching, more intent on scanning the crowd for a particular blonde, but once his eyes did slip over he caught himself checking her out. He couldn’t deny that there was something dangerous about her, but her voice didn’t quite match up to the leather and boots she was wearing. 

“Not this trip.” Dean chose his words carefully, unsure of whether this woman was a threat or just another bystander. “Just got into town this morning, and stumbled onto this.” He gestured to the festival around them. “But they are on my list for places to check out.” His lips turned into a charming smile. 

“Nice of you to offer a suggestion though. Gotta admit it’s been a few years since the last time I was able to stay for more than a few hours before rolling out again.”

The petite, raven haired beauty had long since mastered moving in stealth, quiet as a mouse unless she wanted to be heard. That was one of the many reasons she’d managed to survive the earth for so long, despite the enemies she’d gained. That, and feigning her death for  oh so long did wonders. 

Shaking her head in mild, yet playful disapproval, an alluring smile remained on her perfectly rosy lips. “Such a shame, sounds like you still have quite the day ahead of you, in that case. It’s not a real trip to New Orleans until you’ve stepped inside.” Katherine insisted, soft spoken words remaining, despite her attire given off an entirely different vibe. “Let them know that Kat sent you, when you do, they’’ll be sure to take excellent care of you.” She assured him, careful not to use her full name, just in case. 

“Such a shame, can’t imagine that was easily done, I’d say a city with wonders like so, I’d find it impossible to have to leave so soon. Hopefully that’s not the case this time?” The brunette questioned cautiously, careful not to sound too curious and eager, but keeping up with the slight flirtatious tone. 

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brooklynwarlxkbane:

magnus was setting up his club, when he decided to take a break. he hadn’t really been around new orleans in a long time. it had changed so much, outwardly anyways. it was still the same city at heart, and that is what he loved about it deep down, it was still one of the liveliest cities he had ever been. he missed it. new york was home and he’d never want to live it permanently, but something about this town, let him feel as if all his problems were a million miles away. 

he was glad isabelle had been transferred here, and they all decided to join her. he could use a break after the intense few weeks he had. reliving his past was awful and he could use fresh perspective. he hadn’t been here since the twenties, even then he hadn’t been here long. he had been traveling and decided to set up a residence here. now a days, catarina, or dot, or when ragnor was alive, they always stayed there. he was always too busy. 

he was thinking about the past when he figured out what kind of club he wanted. he walked back fast, so he could tell the builder, when he felt himself bump into someone. ❝oh i’m sorry❞ he didn’t see them at first 

Having survived the earth for over five hundred years, it was safe to say that Katherine had made her fair share of connections, both good and bad. Some more memorable than others. But it seemed, eventually every memory found its way back to her, resurfacing in some shape or form. Wandering the quarter, engaging in the occasional conversation, Katherine was careful to keep a watch out from the corner of her eye. It was then, that a familiar figure caught her attention and she pardoned herself. 

Making her way over, she had meant to interrupt Magnus, that was until she caught onto him running into people, watching in amusement as the other grumpily dodged the other, not impressed by his apology, clearly. “ You’d think someone such as yourself would become more graceful over the years, seems centuries has taught you little, ” a smirk caressed her features as she stepped forward.