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it took too long for you to call back and normally I would just forget that except for the fact it was my birthday my fucking birthday !

an independent, private, selective multi-muse roleplay blog for both canon and original characters. featured fandoms include harry potter (anti-jkr), glee, the vampire diaries, and more !! penned by berry. previously at pctentialbreakupsong (et al). 21+. minors and personals do not interact.

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JESSICA JONES SEASON 1 (2015)

AKA Ladies Night

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she only has herself to blame for the amount of questions that nadia has -- keeping secrets from her. the secrets keep her safe. "nadia, we don't have time for your questions. just -- listen." the woman sighs, her arm wrapping around her daughter to pick her up -- then grabbing the stuffed companion she always sleeps. "keep quiet." it's a firm instruction, clutching her daughter to her chest as she slips through the back door -- and begins walking through the crowd of people.

a dangerous person? it's clear that nadia understands what she is being told, for her expression shifts from confusion to worry, perhaps even fear. she had just gotten katerina back... after she had been gone for a few weeks. “ did the bad person come get you last time? ” nadia asks. katerina never explained why she had left, why she had been gone, and nadia wanted to know, so naturally, every chance she got, she tried to gather more information. “ ... will you leave again? ” in the end, that was what mattered, if katerina would leave her again.

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"my freedom ? that's where you're wrong, stefan. i don't want my freedom. because when klaus shows up to kill us all, and he will, i'll be in the tomb. where no vampire will enter, because they can't get out."

i'll be the safest psychotic bitch in town.

independent, selective & mutuals only katherine pierce/katerina petrova rp. anti-plec. nina dobrev face claim. penned by berry. side blog to pctentialbreakupsong. 21+. minors & personals DNI.

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"i don't know yet, but we cannot stay here." she's always had a feeling whenever the original family was approaching -- when klaus was near and searching for her, and now that she has nadia, it's extra trouble. a sigh falls past her lips and she crouches down, soft -- bloodstained hands cupping her cheeks and curling her hair behind her ears. "there are some very dangerous people -- a dangerous person looking for me, and i fear he may have found us so we need to leave." her voice is soft, tender as her dark eyes flick along her face. "i'm -- i'll be fine. just gather up your necessities and let's go."

nadia didn't understand, not at all, and she wasn't being told why they had to go. she knew something was happening, but what? “ where are we going? ” she asks, innocently frowning as she looks at katerina, confusion written across her features. “ we're home... ” it's only then that nadia takes a moment to inspect her mother's clothing. “ are you hurt, mama? ” curious hands reach for the stain in katerina's dress, only for the latter to seemingly tug it out of her reach, which makes nadia's frown intensify. “ what is it? ”

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@dcmoniism continued from here.

fingers grip tightly onto her daughters wrist, careful not to crush it under the the physical strength she has. katerina tries to appear as human as she possibly can -- but knowing this wound is going to heal quickly is going to reveal too much, too soon. "nadia, please. you don't understand." but she won't, unless she tells her. there's no time to explain. her other hand clutches onto the wound that she knows is already starting to heal up as her large dark eyes settle on her daughter. "trust me. we have to go."

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@dcmoniism cont from here.

she hates that stupid expression on his face, amused by whatever is going through that head of his. dark eyes narrow, arms remaining folded across her chest as she watches every one of his movements. "forgive me for wanting a warning. it's not like your brothers are trying to kill me or anything." her tone is dripping with sarcasm, sauntering over to lean against the wall. her dark eyes can't help but flick over him. "you're the one who came here. i was fine with never seeing you, but clearly you need something. so what is it?"

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“People perceive you as somewhat… “Heinous bitch” is the term used most often. You might wanna work on that.” (Katherine/David @allthedamnvampiresx)

A smirk tugged on the corners of her lips, an eyebrow arching as dark doe eyes focus on the man next to her. Her reputation preceded her -- not that she really cared. People would believe what they wanted to believe, the more that people stayed away the better. She could pick and choose who she would interact with, pulling them into a false sense of security and comradery before she found something to use against them. Keeping people at an arms length -- using them was how she survived for over five hundred years. She lived by the saying 'don't fix what isn't broken.' It's worked thus far, even if she's known as a heinous bitch.

"At least I'm known for something." Like always, her words roll out of her like a purr, bringing glass holding her drink up to her lips as her eyes settle on him. "You, I've never heard of or seen before. Must be sad, being a nobody." She folds one of her long legs over the other, leaning forward onto the table as her dark eyes narrow onto him. "What do you want?"

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"you think you're so insightful." and that's probably the most terrifying thing about elena gilbert -- how easily she reads through all the bullshit anyone throws her way. her fingers find the ends of her dark brown hair, twirling elena's hair around her fingers and letting out a soft chuckle. "you realize the irony of asking a vampire to keep you warm, right ?" or maybe elena doesn't realize the tricks that vampires do to make themselves appear more human. "if you want to stay warm, you should get in a bath or under blankets or something."

and there it is. katherine couldn't fool her. she cared more than she led on. “ you say i'm of no use to you, that you only have me as leverage against klaus, but everything else in you says otherwise. ” elena sighs. if that was the game katherine wanted to continue playing, so be it. leaning in towards the latter, she presses a little peck to the corner of katherine's lips. “ how about you help me stay warm, hm? ” and if katherine thought she was going to pull away, she better think twice.

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"bold of you to assume i like you in any way." katherine will never, openly admit to having an attachment to anything -- for the most part. "getting sick has made you feisty. it's -- adorable, really." like a kitten who's just learned that they have claws and can hiss to scare people away. she tilts her head down to look at her, dark eyes flicking along her face as concern flashes across her face for a moment. "...what do i do ?" there's a pause as she clears her throat. "because you're of no use to me sick."

the urge to just call it straight bullshit. elena had this gut feeling that katherine wasn't going to hand her over at all. if anything, elena believes that they had become... attached to each other — in more ways than one. “ well, you like me this way. ” she counters with ease. feeling katherine's arm wrap around her shoulders only has elena drawing closer to them.

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"because, you're human. i haven't been sick in over five-hundred years, princess. so...it kind of is your fault." and she doesn't have a maternal instinct in her body, so she's unsure how she can help in this situation. a reluctant arm wraps around her shoulders. "because you're my ticket to get klaus off of my back." a lie that falls so easily past her lips.

“ — why do you make it sound like it's my fault? ” as if she'd chosen to be unwell. “ don't move... ” elena mumbles as she settles back down against the latter's side. “ for the record, you chose to be stuck with me. ”

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cue a feverish elena casually leaning to kat's side and resting her head on their shoulder. - @dcmoniism

there's an incredulous sigh, a hand coming up to rub at her dark eyes.

"how are you sick ?" there's a pause as she shifts to press a cool hand against her forehead. "and how did i get stuck with you ?"

humans. fickle things. she'd be lying if she said she didn't enjoy the attention.

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this is war, princess (@dcmoniism).

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KATHERINE PIERCE THE VAMPIRE DIARIES | 2.16 'The House Guest'

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katherine can't remember the last time someone touched her so delicately. roughly a hundred-and-fifty years ago, maybe, the last time her humanity got the better of her and her heart was split between two humans. maybe that's the problem, intermingling with humans bringing out the human parts of her she rarely lets through. she finds herself leaning into the touch, her tongue sliding over her sharpened teeth and darting past her lips to wet them. she wills her face to return back to normal, the whites of her eyes returning and her teeth returning to their normal-human-like shape.

"the hunger is the worst of it." the heightened senses is something she got used to, and got used to pushing back when it came time to control them, to let her survivability win out. "i'll make your death as painless as possible." her hand moves a slender finger moving to caress the side of her neck. a neck snapping would do, quick and easy -- possibly the least painful way. a hint of a smile tugs on the corners of her lips at elena's compliment -- words that she's heard before but feels different coming from the other brunette. the smile lasts for only a moment, faltering at the question that follows. her dark eyes flick away for a moment, not because she's attempting to hide a truth -- but because she's unsure how to answer and doesn't want to make a promise she can't keep. there's no selfish gain to lie to elena -- to promise that she won't leave her, that she'll be around. being on the run for over five-hundred years, she's not sure she knows how to stay. so, instead, she changes the subject, dark gaze returning to her with a sigh. "what to do you want to do for the last two hours of your human life, princess ? you should probably give your goodbyes to your family -- have a final hoorah with those friends of yours." because they'll have eternity to do whatever they want, running from the worlds one and only hybrid.

her breath would always hitch whenever she caught a glimpse of someone's vampire features. something about the dangerous look captivated her — in others, never for herself, yet now that was a reality that she could no longer escape. her time was running out, literally speaking. unafraid, elena reaches up once again to touch the protruding veins beneath katherine's bloodshot gaze. her fingers trace every veins' direction delicately, her eyes following the movement. she was going to look just like that. less exquisite, attractive, but just like that.

" ... does it hurt?" she finally asks, and honestly, elena herself isn't too sure what she's referring to : if death or being undead. " you're beautiful... " she whispers, a small smile gracing her features as she continues to inspect every inch of katherine's features. no wonder the mikaelson and salvatore brothers had gone insane over her. who wouldn't? katherine was everything she would never be : confident, ambitious, determined, a true survivalist. " ... will you leave me too? " the gilbert finally asks — would she leave her like she'd left damon and stefan in 1864?

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