#c: katherine

[hellohamish]

where; sure whomst; kat @xkilljxy​

“I have a very important question for you. Well, two questions. Well, maybe three. At the most five. I think. Not all at once, though.”

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[wearetheonesx]

Katherine exhaled as her back hit the truck door, eyes raising to the gun that was pointing directly at her face. The military planned on executing half of their camp, a perfectly crafted list of people that posed a threat or had no means of contributing to a better future. Liabilities, as they wrote them off to be. “Who do you think slipped you the information?” Katherine spoke calmly, her gaze diverting to the ground before her. It had nothing to do with ethics, it was just as simple as a game of chess. She played into the hand of the side she believed would improve her chance at survival. The military was a mess, people with divided opinions forming a house of cards. She kicked the foundation, not because she favored chaos, but because she found out she was on the list too-- a second cull list they forgot to mention in the meeting. She couldn’t escape this place on her own, they’d track her down, so she decided to share what she knew in the hopes of causing an uprising. To hell with the military. She’d take her chances with the dead. 

“If it wasn’t for me, you’d have been dead already” She added, trying to hide the underlying fear that played her. “I gave you a chance, and I can give you another one. I know where we can get extra weapons, but I can’t get there on my own” @brklynbxby​

[gcuienveres]

who: @withsilvereyes​ where: the private audience chambers of queen katherine of house serrett, the second wife king tyland lannister, first of his name. this is set following the incident that occurred between leo lefford and guinevere lannister.

there was a meeting of ladies of noble birth within the chambers of the queen that evening, a formal introduction to them all as the new, coronated queen of the westerlands remained sat upon the golden chair that was traditionally her place to sit. it were not as though she needed introducing, considering queen katherine serrett used to be in the company of such occasions when the ruling queen of the westerlands was a certain spoiled tyrell. and yet still, there was no denying the fact that she had called this out of tradition: and to cement herself, and her position. 

to go from lady in waiting to queen of the most powerful realm in all the continent was a slippery slope, especially in a world such as this one.

and for some reason it felt as though there was something lingering in the air between them, as guinevere sat at the ornately decorated table, where a feast had been provided for all those attendance. as though there was something that needed to be said, some purpose for which the queen wanted to speak with her. the amount of people in these chambers was enough for her to quietly disassociate, planting a smile on her face when and as was needed. and the ladies circled around their new queen, no doubt ready to rip one another’s eyes out for a chance to be a chief in lady in waiting, a permanent position in court - not necessarily controlled by a father or a brother. 

somewhere along the lines, her gaze had met with cerissa lefford; across a table. she wondered whether cerissa found these sort of events difficult too. so much talking, so much talking that ultimately meant nothing: just another event for surviving a court of elegant savagery and trying to climb the ranks. eventually, whilst the night continued and she knew it was only appropriate to do so, she rose from her chair and presented herself directly to queen katherine herself. bowing into a curtsy, a public one so it was clear this lannister was entirely accepting of the change in hierarchy, she rose with her hands clasped before her necklace, adorning a seven pointed star.

“your gracious majesty.” she spoke, her tone entirely formal. there was no source of warmth in it, only formality; the elegance and poised nature that came with repeating sentences again and again until her mother was happy with how she sounded. “i extend my gratitude for your organisation of such an evening. how pleasant it is to see the ladies of the court come together.” lies, considering it were obvious to see guinevere was by far the most unsocial one there.

[songbirdsmelodies]

Happy birthday, Katherine!!

[doncalma]

Location: Benito’s Home Closed Starter: @kattcalled​

Benito flipped his last pancake making it twirl in the air two before hitting the pan once more. He did love cooking whenever he had time, but it was one of his least used talents. He had learned to cook from his mother before she had passed away. Unlike his father, his mom was quite caring and treated him like a the child that he was. She would wake him up every single weekend at 6 am, so that they could start making breakfast to feed their small family of four. His dad would never sit at the table, and would grab the first thing he saw on his way out the door. By the time they sat down for breakfast it was him, his mother, and a baby Verity. 

Today was much different though. He had invited both Verity and Katherine over for breakfast at his place, but he knew Verity was still pretty angry with him so he’d be surprise if she even showed. That was alright though, he thought to himself, him and Kat could enjoy the breakfast without her and then maybe they could go do some shopping. 

“Coming!” He yelled towards the door when he heard the bell chime. 

[vamprxism]

closed @etcrnalfangs

" Katerina, enough. " His hand catches her wrist, eyes pouring forward, patience exhausted.

[heirtothetrib]

send me    “ unexpected guest “    for my muse  ( receiver’s )   to find your muse  ( sender’s )   asleep in mine’s bed,  injured and exhausted,  after having broken into my muse’s home. ( from kitty but also they’re roommates so..? )

It's not the first time he's come home from work with her in his bed. Usually she's just being abnormally affectionate but also wanting the comfort of a bed rather than the couch. But today he had come home, her curled up under the soft moonlight, a bandage across her forehead and dozing. "Jesus, Kitty. What did you get up to today?" he asked, quietly sitting his bag down and joining her on her bed. "What did you hit your head on?"

[wearetheonesx]

"Shh, you don't have to be nervous" Words whispered in Lottie's ear as she pressed her body closer. "Do you trust me?" Katherine, who was a rich and succesful defense lawyer, had bought this rooftop bar for many reasons. Closing it down for the night so she could tend to a young attractive student was not uncommon to her. There was a lot of space to enjoy one another. "I want you to take off your clothes... Undress for me" she stepped back and licked her lips, glancing at the glass wall that provided a view of the city, in front of it was a couch and a salon table to enjoy one's drinks. During the open hours, this place was thriving, but now a sole bartender was catering them on the other end of the roof, just out of sight. "Don't worry about him, he will only come if I ask him to"

open to : m / f connection : best friend / older brothers friend / sisters friend / something a little ta.b00 if you'd like / age gap welcome / someone she shouldn't be sleeping with / etc

❝N..no! No! I'm excited! I'm just a ... ❞ Voice trails off uncertainly for a moment ands hands wring together before she finds her voice, ❝I'm just a little nervous is all.❞ Cheeks flush at the idea that has been presented and Lottie manages a giggle before she's forced to look away just seconds before her next question. ❝Just uh ... walk me through it again please?❞

[casterlygldcs]

SHE WITH NO RIVAL: QUEEN KATHERINE OF HOUSE SERRETT, FIRST OF HER NAME

listed below is a detailed history of lady queen katherine serrett's association with king tyland lannister throughout the years. it is important to note that whilst these two have woven in and out of one another's lives, never once did it become physically inappropriate.

lord tyland lannister, heir to casterly rock and warden of the west, first met the lady of silverhill at one of the court of casterly's luxurious balls, specifically for his twenty third nameday. various maidens had been brought forward to marry the heir of casterly rock. katherine serrett was one of the seven westerland women playing the seven virtues of the faith: humility, specifically. they shared a dance as part of a greater sequence, and parted ways.

two years later, lord tyland lannister and lady katherine serrett crossed paths once again at a tourney, the specific tourney which ended in lord arron lannister resorting to extreme levels of violence. during this tourney, tyland had asked the lady of silverhill for her favour before he was to joust against her brother, lord adrian.

it was decided tyland would marry the eldest daugher of house tyrell, helena. for with her came the bountiful trade of the reach, and ensured they were allied against their neighbouring iron isles. in this, house serrett felt as though their chance to secure their position had slipped. tyland and helena married in an ornate ceremony, shortly before the death of lord tymond lannister, his father.

when the dance of dragons broke out, relations between lord tyland and his wife worsened. house tyrell remained neutral, despite their wedded alliance; refusing to join the greens and support the hightowers. no doubt a result of the amount of infighting occurring in the reach. that, alongside constant miscarriages and stillbirths, meant the lion king was known to be unhappy with his union. the gods were displeased with tyrell selfishness, and thus his marriage, his union and his security suffered. the dance continued, as did the personal battle within the walls of casterly. the west declared independence. once again, the west bowed to no dragons.

'the king's great matter' was first discussed privately in the council room. the notion of ending the wedded union between tyland lannister and helena tyrell came as a suspicion of her close association with lord mathis rowan prior to their marriage. he believed his marriage cursed as a result of the continuous failed heirs. he believed his wife tainted. lord adrian serrett, hearing this, moved his sister katherine to be a lady in waiting to queen helena tyrell.

in the year it took for the high septon to allow for the dissolvement of the union, in which both the reach and the westerlands put on their pressures, king tyland lannister's attention was captured by lady serrett. it started during a feast in celebration of maiden's day, where he set eyes upon her as he had all those years ago. she was of the finest quality of the westerlands, family of the small council, and he heard not a peep about her.

in the year it took, king tyland lannister would be seen in public with the lady of silverhill. walks in the gardens, walks along the sunset sea; always in public. the whispers were never that of romance, but that of power: discussing the notions of centralisation, confirming tyland's ideas as what was needed for the future of the westerlands. they would bow and beg to no king but their own; not a targaryen, and not one of rainbow glass. talks where she promised him male heirs to secure the future of the line.

lady katherine serrett was wedded to king tyland lannister the same month the dissolvement of the marriage went through. it is she who is in charge of setting an example for the women of the court throughout this reformation, and liaising with the women of their allied courts. only, that final crucial promsie remains wavering in the air: for how long?

[framesdump]

Summertime (David Lean, 1955)

[wearetheonesx]

you seriously think i could’ve done something like that ? ( liv to katherine )

"I wouldn't put it past you after-" the way I treated you.... She clenched her jaw and narrowed her eyes, for the first time since they knew each other that she actually showed that she felt threatened. She took a deep breath, locked her gaze on Olivia and then realized that she made no sense at all. It was not one, but multiple steps too far for the prosecutor. Katherine was aware that no matter the hate between them, Olivia had standards far higher than she did. "Who would profit from this aside from you"

[wearetheonesx]

The two of them were an intense combination; each and every detail in their actions fueling the other into wanting more. If they kept on going like this, it was a question if they would ever be able to stop. "ADMIRING, actually" she corrected the other, making sure she understood the weight of the lawyer's perception. Hands moved to lock her in a tighter grip as she pushed her hips into the toy, an attempt to remind her of her previous orders, but the sweet view Gemma's body sliding up and down the dildo had her WEAK for a moment. Katherine cursed under her breath, digging her nails into the other's thighs.

She WOULD have allowed this brief exchange in power if Gemma hadn't pushed it. Her hand shot to the other's jaw and she used the momentum to get back on top again. "I'd start saying PLEASE if you want to get anything done" her grip on the other strong. She shifted back so her strap was out, flipped Gemma around with more ease than one would probably expect from someone her built and pulled her up by her hips to line her up in front of her. Right as Gemma lifted her face, Katherine pushed it back down in the mattress, smacked her ass with her free hand and thrusted the dildo back inside, this time not taking her time at all. "You won't be able to think about anyone else once I am DONE with you"

wearetheonesx​:

Feeling Gemma’s legs slip down and drop onto the bed, weak and enervated, the right corner of Katherine’s lips raised into a satisfied smirk. It was hot to feel someone slowly become powerless underneath you, to watch how witty words room place moans and whimpers. The woman she had only met earlier this night was slowly starting to creep into her veins. She was starting to feel possesive, like a dog that was just handed a really juicy bone. Where normal people would not feel like they had the right to claim a certain position over someone after mere hours, Katherine was promising it. “You’re MINE”

Eyes were staring into those of the girl beneath her, making sure Gemma knew she wasn’t kidding. Katherine Ward did not throw around loose words, even if she was dick deep inside of someone and hazy from all the sex they were having. She bucked her hips hard against the woman’s, her other hand lowering in time to lock their bodies together as she flipped them around, putting Gemma on top and allowing gravity to do part of the work. “Don’t move” she ordered, slowly releasing her grip to see if Gemma would hold herself up. She was playing the long game and they had all night – POSSIBLY more.

Fingers gently traced over the speech pathologist’s upper legs, keeping her hips completely still. “Catch your breath, baby” she said with a soft voice. “I’m not close to done with you yet” Katherine took her time watching the woman on top of her, purposely shifting her hips a little bit to see how Gemma would respond. There were so many things Katherine had in mind for them, like sitting on the couch much like this, pretending to watch a movie until she would beg to be fucked properly. All the places in this apartment they could fuck– or wherever really. Katherine would NO LONGER be satisfied with just one night. Gemma had crossed a line to the extend that the lawyer could no longer walk away.

   gemma’s breath hitched in her throat from the position switch. the pressure between her legs didn’t feel accompanied with obedience. thighs spread gemma did appreciate the small break. it was the only moment she found herself listening to katherine. she’d catch her breath, give a gentle ease to her battered lungs. fuck. her body was going to need a few days of slumber. though work wouldn’t allow such time tendered selfishly. katherine was just TESTING her stamina. curling her lips at the possessive string of words, gemma felt energized again. 

   she slid her hands on top of the woman’s that danced along her thighs. “ enjoying your view ? ”  the woman’s voice nearly purred while her hips began to move. how was she supposed to sit still when katherine had her toy pushed between her aching walls ?? gemma lifted her body slowly up the toy before rolling her hips back down. feral instinct kept this motion repeating. she’d been hungry, like a fucking monster for katherine, - completely choked in the woman’s hold.  her cheeks pinched with indentation - a devilish grin knowing katherine told her to keep STILL. 

   “ more.”  lips begged while she fell forward placing her forearms on either side of katherine’s head. she’d push herself further until her breasts were dangling above the blonds mouth. a mouth that gemma had missed being suctioned to her skin. gemma was a whining bratty mess, and it was solely all of katherine’s fault. how could she meet someone who could completely ruin her within a few hours ?  “ fuck me like i’m yours. don’t just say it.”  wanting to jab a spark into the other. 

[noxexistant]

30TH JULY 2024 ONE YEAR SINCE NEWSIES LONDON CLOSED

[songbirdsmelodies]

❛ you left like i was never a reason to stay. ❜ / for katherine .

@id0ls

Katherine frowned, narrowing her eyes at the Salvatore. If only life could’ve been that easy, if only a person would be enough to make you stay. But it hadn’t been possible, least not that time. As long as Niklaus lived, she’d find no joy, or peace, and it was even more foolish to think that she could find and keep love. No—those were dreams of a silly little girl, dreams of chivalry, love and passion that could never be fulfilled, dreams that she could never return to. They died with the human girl she was, the girl she tried to be for the Salvatore brothers centuries ago. ‘They’ll never understand you.’ His rough voice would ring in her mind. Memories, she wanted to forget. ‘No one will love you like I do.’ Memories that haunted her. ‘You’re mine, Katerina.’ No— ‘I’m mine,” she would hiss internally.

“I loved you, but I couldn’t stay. Yet, I promised that we’d be together again. Didn’t I?”

Katherine had stayed true to her promise. She did come back for the Salvatore brothers once there was no sign of Niklaus, just to find that they’d moved on to a person that looked eerily alike to Katherine: Elena. It infuriated her, yet at the same time it was proof that she’d never left their mind. Her portrait haunted them. Whether they liked to admit it, they were attracted to someone who looked like her. Naturally, the girl was a poor replacement. There are no other like her, there’s only one Katherine von Swartzschild— or Pierce, now.

[twinwound]

Those critics who read Frankenstein as an incest tale see the monster as a psychoanalytic symbol, as a living psychic projection whose importance lies in what he means to Frankenstein rather than in what the monster himself feels and suffers. Those critics who read the monster as a daughter focus on the monster's anger and pain, but tend to skirt the importance of the incest theme to the monster's anguish. When Frankenstein is read through the lens of Mathilda, the tale of father-daughter incest that Shelley wrote immediately after Frankenstein, one can propose a fuller interpretation: Frankenstein tells the story of a father and daughter locked in bitter conflict; more specifically, Mary Shelley portrays Victor Frankenstein as a paternal figure who projects his own incestuous guilt upon his creature and, having made it monstrous, rejects it.

‘My Hideous Progeny': Mary Shelley, William Godwin, and the Father-Daughter Relationship by Katherine C. Hill-Miller

[wearetheonesx]

Katherine Ward was born to money, something she maintained and even exceeded by becoming one of the most successful defense lawyers in New York. She lived alone in her 26-milion-dollar apartment adjescent to Central Park and owned multiple businesses in Manhattan. Tonight, she was the host of a modest party for the elite, a role she gladly took after fantasizing how she could use Louisa next. "Yes" The lawyer replied, taking a sip from the white whine she was holding in hand. "Now be a good girl and sit down, our guests will arrive soon, and you don't want them to see what you are up to, right?" her lips curled up into a modest but satisfied smile, one that widened when their guests appeared in the door. "come in, have a seat, dinner is almost ready"

open: m/f/nb connection: significant other, friend, step-parent/sibling, fwb; plot x

"what is..." louisa follows into the dining room where everything is set up for the dinner, guests are already mingling in the other room sipping on expensive wine. it's supposed to be classy, and louisa is supposed to be on her best behavior. or so she thought until they step aside and reveal her seat for dinner. she was already told not to wear underwear (she happily obliged), but now she was faced with a dildo suctioned to her chair, a wide smile on the others face. "do you...is that for dinner?"