#Human Katherine Pierce

[kaizsche]

only, helen.

“You can save her, Elena.” “How?” She asked, jumping on her feet, desperation lacing her words. “You only need to wish it, Elena. Wish it and it’ll be true.” she was a dreamer, her mother said. she lived in impossible worlds. but in this one, she is meant to die. ao3

[burntsecrets]

Heart of Stone Master List

Summary: It was a love story between the boy who was drowning and the girl who helped him breathe again.

Damon has been alive since 1864–as a vampire. While strolling through Mystic Falls, he spots the love of his life and the reason why he’s a monster–Katherine Pierce. Only now she’s human and calling herself by the name Elena Gilbert. Damon doesn’t care. He’ll get his revenge on Katherine. Whether she remembers him or not.

Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Angst, Kidnapping Relationships: Elena Gilbert/Damon Salvatore & Katherine Pierce/Damon Salvatore Additional Tags: Human Elena Gilbert, Human Katherine Pierce, Human/Vampire Relationship, Vampire Bites, Possessive Damon Salvatore, Inspired by The Vampire Diaries, Stockholm Syndrome, Ripper Stefan Salvatore, No Humanity Stefan Salvatore, Protective Damon Salvatore, Sassy Damon Salvatore, Damon Salvatore being Damon Salvatore, Elena Gilbert & Damon Salvatore Friendship, Humanity Switch (Vampire Diaries)

CHAPTER 1: Slept So Long

CHAPTER 2: Tear You Apart

[myssparkle]

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𝗡𝗼 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘃𝗮𝗺𝗽! 𝗘𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗮 marks your body possessively, dark bruises are found all over your body as her fangs pierce into your sensitive skin ; especially on the inside of your thighs.

𝗡𝗼 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘃𝗮𝗺𝗽! 𝗘𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗮 loves to talk and guide you during sex “Good fucking girl, you take my fingers so well” she mouths into your cunt as her fingers pound deep into you. Her tongue sucking on your bundle of nerves and it makes heat rush to your head, hearing her soft voice murmur such filthy words.

𝗡𝗼 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘃𝗮𝗺𝗽! 𝗘𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗮 adores when you beg; you lean forward to place a kiss on her lips and she pushes you on your knees roughly or maybe on her bed “You’re such a slut, you know better than to do anything without asking”.

𝗡𝗼 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘃𝗮𝗺𝗽! 𝗘𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗮 can’t get enough of you, she loves your taste; your on your back, your legs spread wide and quivering. Elena has been between your thighs for hours, she doesn’t even acknowledge that you’re overstimulated. Her taste buds are soaked with your juices as her tongue delves in and out of your clenching hole. Then when she’s done she notices your drowsy state “Oh baby.. m’sorry! Didn’t even bother to check on you”. She said with a slight grin, feigning concern as her thumb wipes away the drool forming around your parted lips.

𝗡𝗼 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘃𝗮𝗺𝗽! 𝗘𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗮 always takes control; her hips buck against your face in the shower, nails digging into your scalp “Stick out your tongue” She orders when your not giving her enough “I have to do everything for you? Your patheti— mmngh!”

𝗡𝗼 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘃𝗮𝗺𝗽! 𝗘𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗮 edges you for her own entertainment; Are you gonna cum? Hold it. Don’t cum until I tell you slut”. Her fingers hit that spongy spot continuously as your pussy throbs in response, your head falling back against the pillows.

[fayechambered]

if we cease to believe in love, why would we want to live?

[unabashedmoonlight]

I will never hold it against Katherine that she 'made Rose and Trevor hide from Elijah/Klaus for centuries'. Sorry that she didn't lie down and die? Lmao. Tricked Trevor into thinking she loved him to get him to help her escape? Then turned into a vampire to run when Rose was insistent on handing her over? All smart things. Good for her!

[thebellekeys]

nina was honestly doing the acting olympics in season 4. katherine, struggling newbie vampire elena, still somewhat-human elena who’s having a continuous mental breakdown, bitchy humanity-off elena. amazing showstopping spectacular. and all while her boyfriend was on set too!

[mikaels0n-elijah-writing]

closed starter for @safestkittykatintown

He had heard rumours. Which he urgently needed to investigate. He had to see it with his own eyes and believe it, otherwise it was impossible. The cure. Katherine was supposed to have taken it? Voluntarily? Involuntarily? He wasn't sure. He rather fancied the latter.

Elijah picked up more rumours about where she was living now. He looked for her. He knew others would be looking for her too, to get the antidote out of her bloodstream. Hadn't he once offered it to his sister himself? When he arrived at the place where she was supposed to live, he hesitated for a moment. What awaited him?

But then he opened the door. He tried to take a step inside, but she obviously owned the flat. So he knocked on the frame, even though she had certainly heard that he was here.

"Katerina?"

[faeryworlds]

TAG DROP PART 1

[cursedbcrn]

Several weeks had passed since her humanity switch had flipped and honestly, not all that much was different. There had been more than a few attempts at people trying to get her to flip it back, pitiful and trying to invoke those stupid little emotions that caused this mess in the first place. It was like a train of familiar faces, from her Auntie Bex to the kids at the school and they barely made a dent. When she sees the face of her newest challenger, Hope has to laugh. The sound is ugly, derisive, and not at all like her usual smile. "You've got to be joking. Didn't my dad try to kill you and everyone you love like four times? What are you doing here, Elena?" / @malka-lisitsa + semi-plotted starter

[burntsecrets]

Slept So Long: Heart of Stone Ch. 1

Summary: It was a love story between the boy who was drowning and the girl who helped him breathe again.

Damon has been alive since 1864–as a vampire. While strolling through Mystic Falls, he spots the love of his life and the reason why he’s a monster–Katherine Pierce. Only now she’s human and calling herself by the name Elena Gilbert. Damon doesn’t care. He’ll get his revenge on Katherine. Whether she remembers him or not.

Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Angst, Kidnapping Relationships: Elena Gilbert/Damon Salvatore & Katherine Pierce/Damon Salvatore Additional Tags: Human Elena Gilbert, Human Katherine Pierce, Human/Vampire Relationship, Vampire Bites, Possessive Damon Salvatore, Inspired by The Vampire Diaries, Stockholm Syndrome, Ripper Stefan Salvatore, No Humanity Stefan Salvatore, Protective Damon Salvatore, Sassy Damon Salvatore, Damon Salvatore being Damon Salvatore, Elena Gilbert & Damon Salvatore Friendship, Humanity Switch (Vampire Diaries) A/N Note: This was part of a role play that I started under my Damon Salvatore RP blog. It was never finished, so I thought I would finish it.

As Damon strolled down the streets of Mystic Falls, a figure caught his attention, causing him to stop and stare in disbelief. There, jogging down the street, was Katherine Pierce. His heart skipped a beat, a mix of shock and disbelief washing over him. He couldn't believe his eyes. He had thought she was dead.

Yet, here she was, alive and well, taking a run through Mystic Falls. Damon's mind raced with questions. Why had she let him believe she was dead? Why had she returned now, after all this time?

Damon pondered his next move, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. Should he stalk her? The idea seemed tempting, but he shook his head, realizing it was foolish and could lead to more harm than good. Instead, he decided to confront her while she was out running. No one would come looking for her immediately if he nabbed her now.

With his decision made, Damon took a step forward, but his foot snapped a twig, catching Katherine's attention. She looked back and saw him, immediately realizing she was being pursued. She picked up her pace, attempting to outrun him.

Damon's smirk widened. Apparently, Katherine was human now and, therefore, no match for him. With the speed of a vampire, he surged forward, snatching her and knocking her unconscious.

Elena's eyes fluttered open to an unfamiliar sight. A shiver ran down her spine as she realized she was lying on a cold, dirty cement floor. Rubbing her temples, she sat up, her head spinning from the sudden movement. The last thing she remembered was going out for a run and encountering a man. 'What the hell...' Her voice was barely audible, raspy from her dry throat.

Pulling herself up slowly, Elena took in the sparse room. There was a thin, old-looking cot off to the side and not much else. Fear gripped her as she wrapped her arms around herself, imagining something far worse than being locked up happening to her. She swallowed, trying to moisten her throat, and went to the small, barred window on the iron door, attempting to look out. "Hello?!" Her yell echoed faintly. "Hey! Let me the hell out of here!" It felt pointless, but it was the only natural thing to say at that moment.

"Don’t you watch horror movies? Nothing good ever comes from yelling ‘Hello!’ You should know better than that, Katherine," Damon snarked, peering into the cell.

His eyes traveled slowly over her, taking in every detail now that she was awake. Damon hadn’t had the chance to feed on her yet because he wasn’t sure if she was full of vervain. He was waiting for her to wake before he tested her. But first, he wanted to hear what she had to say about her sudden appearance in Mystic Falls after 145 years.

"So, Katherine, the last time we saw each other, Stefan and I were trying to save your ass from burning in the church. Care to elaborate on where you’ve been for the past 145 years?"

Elena jumped back a couple of feet when he appeared on the other side of the little window, her eyes wide as saucers. Katherine? She had no idea who this Katherine was, but she was sure as hell wasn’t her.

The way he looked at her made Elena feel completely uneasy as if she were on display like some animal in a cage, which essentially she was. He kept calling her Katherine, so hopefully, when he found out she wasn’t Katherine, he would just let her go on her merry way, and they both could forget about this misunderstanding.

"Listen, I don’t know who you think I am, but you have the wrong girl. My name isn’t Katherine, it’s Elena… and 145 years? I’m only seventeen…" Elena was unsure how to approach him, especially after he brought up horror movies, making it difficult to determine the appropriate course of action for dealing with someone who may be a murderer.

"Please, just let me out of here. I’m not going to tell anyone about this," Elena pleaded, holding her arms even more tightly around herself as she moved back from the door another step.

Damon's eyes narrowed as he stared at Katherine, who stood before him, trying to persuade him to let her go. He began clapping his hands slowly, a mocking smile on his lips. "Sorry, Katherine," he said, "but you'll have to do better than that if you want to convince me to release you. Your performance needs a little more rehearsal. As it stands, you're not going anywhere anytime soon."

With a firm grip, he inserted the metal bar into the slot and turned it, causing the cell door to creak open. As he stepped inside, his eyes fixed on Katherine, who shrank back instinctively from his ominous presence. With each step, his pace quickened, his movements predatory and deliberate, until he stood before her, a towering figure casting a long, menacing shadow.

"Okay, I’ll bite. If you really aren’t Katherine and just a seventeen-year-old girl, then what’s to stop you from telling anyone? How am I supposed to know that you won’t go scampering to Mystic Falls’ Finest if I let you go?" Damon asked with a flirty smirk.

Elena’s brows creased as the man on the other side of the door began to clap, calling her by a name that wasn’t her own. It was all incredibly odd and downright terrifying. She wondered what in the world she did to deserve this—or, more accurately, what this insanely old Katherine could have done to deserve it.

As he entered the cell and started moving towards her, Elena took a few steps back, her heart pounding with fear and confusion. Her big brown doe eyes widened, taking in the sight of the stranger who had invaded her personal space. The cold, hard wall at her back offered no escape. She couldn't understand the meaning behind the flirty smirk playing on his lips, or what he hoped to achieve by being here. All she knew was that this situation made her uncomfortable and scared.

Her heart racing with fear, Elena spoke in a trembling voice, "I have no reason to tell anyone. You haven't hurt me, so why should I hurt you?" She desperately wanted to escape and return to the safety of her home, where she could come up with an excuse to justify her absence. Despite her fear, she tried to remain calm and composed, hoping that her captor would release her unharmed.

Damon advanced towards her with a slow, measured gait, his movements graceful and almost cat-like. With every step, he inched closer to his prey, his eyes fixed on her with an unblinking intensity, like a predator stalking its prey. He stopped a few feet away from her and cocked his head to the right, taking in her scent, her fear, and her vulnerability. He could hear her heart pounding in her chest, almost drowning out all other sounds, and he could practically taste her fear on his tongue. The scent of her adrenaline was intoxicating, and it made his blood boil with excitement. Perfect, Damon thought to himself. Fear and adrenaline always made the blood taste sweeter, and they were the main reasons why he loved to chase his food rather than compelling it.

In the dimly lit room, Damon gazed at Elena, wondering why he had never considered having fun with her before. As the dimly lit room cast its shadows, he leaned closer, his piercing eyes locking with hers. Suddenly, he stepped aside and gestured towards the open door behind him, compelling her to stay.

"You will not leave this house for any reason," Damon compelled her, then he stepped aside and gestured towards the open door behind him. He held her gaze for a moment longer before finally saying, "Run."

[niphuial]

A dark smirk grows on Lucian's face, and he starts feeding the unconscious Niklaus the rather muddy looking concoction. "Have some yummy medicine, Klaus."

Katerina follows after Elijah, arriving shortly after him. However, she remains in her wolf form the scent of rot making her deeply uncomfortable and unable to return to her human form. Brown flecks grow larger in her golden eyes as her human self takes more of a frontal view, horror filling them at the sight and smell of Niklaus. She pads in slowly, and settles down beside the door, farthest away from anyone.

this would be fun to watch

[slayer-barbie]

Humanity is a vampire's greatest weakness. No matter how easy it is to turn it off, it keeps trying to fight its way back in. Sometimes I let it.

Nina Dobrev as Katherine Pierce in The Vampire Diaries (2009-2017)

[cece693]

You Call That Love? (Damon Salvatore x Male Reader)

Because I don't see many Damon Salvatore x male reader posts, I decided to write one myself. You can't convince me that Damon hasn't had male lovers before.

Summary: Elena tries to get with Damon but soon realizes he has moved on—with m/n of all people.

Their lips moved in a frenzied dance, hands tearing at each other's clothes in a passionate embrace when the gasp of a familiar, bothersome human interrupted their intense makeout session. Looking up at Elena with an annoyed expression, m/n rolled his eyes before sitting upright, allowing Damon to hastily put his shirt back on.

"Why?" she whispered pathetically, her brown eyes tearing up while looking at Damon as if he had just killed her parents. "I thought we had something—"

Unable to contain his laughter, m/n released a hearty chuckle. "Why, Miss Elena?" he mocked "I distinctly remember you bragging about your relationship with Stefan not even a week ago. What happened? Trouble in paradise?" Feeling Damon's arms wrap around his middle, m/n cuddled against Damon's front, allowing the vampire to take what he needed.

M/n wasn't naive to the fact that Damon still harbored some feelings for Elena, although the nature of said feelings had changed. So, just for him, m/n would step back and allow things to run their course.

"You don't know anything," Elena hissed, her eyes narrowing at m/n with utter hatred. Ever since he stepped foot into Mystic Falls, her life changed for the worse: Bonnie and Caroline finally stood their ground and told Elena they didn't want to be involved in her problems.

Recently, Stefan and she broke up; Stefan, noticing the eerie similarities between Katherine and Elena as of late, decided to break the cycle and began dating Caroline.

But, worst of all, when Elena finally (or rather knew she had no other option) admitted she loved Damon, the vampire disregarded her confession, telling her he'd moved on—with m/n of all people.

"Elena," Damon's stern tone caused the girl to break eye contact and look expectantly at the vampire. A part of her still hoped Damon would realize the mistake he was making, but as the vampire continued talking, hope vanished.

"I don't love you. M/n made me realize that what we had was toxic and borderline obsessive. Being with Stefan, then me, Matt—that isn't love."

"Don't try to tell me how I feel," Elena exclaimed. "I'm sorry it took me such a long time to realize my feelings, but you can't tell me what I feel for you isn't valid."

Feeling bold, Elena stepped forward, about to touch Damon and reel him back into her web of manipulation, when m/n had enough and pinned the human to the wall, his hand on her throat. Uncaring if she could breathe, m/n felt this was sufficient punishment for Elena, thinking she could touch what was his. 

Elena gasped for breath as m/n's grip tightened, her eyes widening with fear. "You thought you could have it all, didn't you?" he sneered, his cold e/c eyes piercing into hers.

"Stefan, Damon, and whoever else caught your fleeting attention. You don't care about anyone other than yourself. Where was this love when Damon was begging you to choose him? Your exact words were nobody could love a monster like you. And now you want to rewrite history? He's with me now, and I suggest you come to terms with that."

With a final, disdainful glance, m/n released his grip on Elena's throat. "You're twisting everything!" she exclaimed after regaining composure, her voice strained. "You don't know the whole story. What Damon and I have is real."

As Elena struggled to defend herself, Damon's expression shifted with each word she uttered. At first, her claim to have loved him drew a flicker of skepticism in his eyes. However, as she delved into the reasons for denying his love, a mix of hurt and anger played across his features. "I loved him, but he was too caught up in his own darkness to see it."

Damon's jaw tightened, and his eyes flashed with a wounded expression. "People change, m/n. Damon could have changed for me." The pair of vampires now stared in disbelief. How had Elena managed to turn herself into a victim in this situation?

"Change? Is that what you call it?" Damon's retort cut through the air like a cold gust of wind, his voice edged with bitterness. His eyes, once clouded with hurt, now blazed with a fiery resolve. "You left, Elena. You chose someone else. You choose Stefan."

M/n, standing beside Damon, could sense the raw emotion emanating from the vampire, a poignant mixture of anger and hurt.

"M/n accepted me for who I am. He didn't demand that I change, mold myself into someone more palatable to fit your version of love. You can't rewrite history just because you don't like the ending."  

Frustration etched across Elena's face. "Fine, have it your way," she spat, casting one last resentful glance at Damon and m/n before storming out of the house, the door slamming shut behind her. Even as the sound of Elena's car drew farther away from the boarding house, Damon's eyes lingered on the closed door. 

M/n turned to Damon, his gaze softening as he assessed his lover beside him. "You okay?" he asked, his voice gentle yet filled with genuine concern.

"Yeah," Damon replied, "Thanks for handling that."

M/n nodded, his expression conveying understanding. "You know I've got your back, always." Damon's eyes softened, a subtle warmth replacing the tension that had gripped him moments before. He didn't need grand gestures or elaborate confessions; the simplicity of m/n's words told him everything he needed to know.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

[faeryworlds]

open starter | Katherine Pierce | mutuals only

"Are you that desperate that you're coming to me?" A small smirk appeared on the brunette her face as she turned around to face them. She was just enjoying this that it seemed she was the last resort and coming to her. "What makes you think, I want to help you?" Katherine then asked, knowing herself she wasn't going to make it easy, matter of fact who says that she will say yes to helping.

[insufferablemonsters]

katherine  knew  she  should  be  more  terrified  than  she  was  hanging  around  a  mikaelson  sibling;  klaus  or  not.  she  knew  of  kol's  disdain  for  his  older  brother,  but  she  was  wondering  just  how  far  she  could  trust  it  the  longer  she  stayed  around  him.  she  just  had  to  be  one  step  ahead  of  him  in  case  he  did  decide  to  make  a  move  against  her  because  katherine  pierce  did  everything  she  could  to  survive.  katherine  couldn't  help  but  smirk  at  his  words,      ❝    you've  made  an  attempt  before?     ❞     she  asked  with  raised  eyebrows,  her  curiosity  had  piqued  the  more  he  spoke.  she  kicked  a  pebble  in  her  path  as  they  grew  closer  to  a  pub  just  down  the  street  from  them.  thank  goodness  because  she  was  dying  for  a  good  drink  right  about  now.

she  nodded,      ❝     i  think  it's  best  for  all  concerned  that  klaus  doesn't  know  where  we  are  or  what  we're  doing.  i  don't  think  he'd  be  very  happy  to  find  out  i  was  having  a  drink  with  his  little  brother      ❞     she  stated  with  a  tilt  of  her  head.  they  reach  the  bar,  katherine  swinging  open  the  double  doors  as  she  enters  with  her  heels  clicking  against  the  wooden  floors.  she  smirks  and  looks  up  at  kol,      ❝     let  me  guess   —   you're  a  scotch  kind  of  guy    ❞     she  guessed,  pointing  at  him  playfully.  she  leads  him  to  the  bar  and  orders  herself  a  bourbon,  neat  of  course. 

@insufferablemonsters

While it was true that Klaus held a special hatred for Katherine, Kol knew his brother’s interest in her came and went. There were entire pockets of time where the hybrid had been too busy fleeing from Mikael or living his own life to give chase to her, but Klaus never forgot the Petrova or her betrayal for long. It was a sore spot Kol found endlessly amusing to poke at, but it also put him in a precarious position.

Niklaus would be displeased if word reached him that he was hanging out with his wayward doppelgänger. Yet Kol couldn’t bring himself to care. The youngest surviving Mikaelson brother had never been one for following the rules. “Daggers are overrated, darling. Out of all of Nik’s foes, I’m the one most likely to succeed should I ever decide to make another attempt,” he boasted with a smirk. “It’s a bit of a blessing and a curse, his knowing that. It makes him a paranoid wanker, but it also ensures he doesn’t push his luck where my good will is concerned.”

[malka-lisitsa]

"you're right, consider the chips an olive branch" she knew they would have gone down a treat, better than an actual olive branch, of fruit basket.

"I assume you've seen a lap top before" she was teasing, but being over 500 years old who knew how much these vampires actually took on board.

"we're ordering REAL groceries together, but you shouldn't shop when you're hungry or cranky. Hence the chips, I'm a - I WAS a cheerleader. I know how to keep a human body healthy".

"and unfortunately it does include fruits AND vegetables, among other things"

"I knew you could door dash food, but I didn't know you could have all of your groceries delivered too... how lazy are people these days?"

Ma'am you've left this dorm how many times this week?

"I would rather swallow a horse pill sized vitamin than ever feel the texture of a vegetable in my mouth. No. I will not be eating any of those." She crumped the chip bag and tossed it over her shoulder- almost landed in the trash but not quite. Probably how the rest of them got there too come to think of it... "but feel free to order all the fruit- what kinds do they have?"