#katherine.

[ofmagicandblood]

past curfew || katherine x open

The sharp click of Katherine's heels echoed against the empty streets as she approached the council building. Mystic Falls was eerily quiet tonight, the kind of quiet that felt oppressive rather than peaceful. The streetlights buzzed faintly, their orange glow flickering like they could barely hold themselves together. Fitting, she thought grimly. They matched her mood. And right now Katherine was in a bad mood... it was a bad day, a bad month... a bad fucking decade. Somehow her plans weren't exactly coming to fruition and it was frustrating her to no end.

And now this. Being human. Disgusting.

The cold air bit at her skin, and she pulled her coat tighter around herself, the human sensation of chill still foreign and unwelcome. It had been some time since the spell had rendered her mortal, and the novelty of vulnerability had long worn off. Every ache, every pang of hunger, every shiver reminded her of just how fragile she’d become. But Katherine Pierce wasn’t fragile. She refused to be.

She stopped in front of the council building, her eyes scanning the steps. The towering columns loomed over her like sentinels, and for a moment, she let herself feel small—just for a moment. Then the sound of footsteps broke the silence, and she instinctively stiffened, turning sharply toward the noise. Someone was there, stepping out of the shadows. Of course, there was. There was always someone lurking in this cursed town. Katherine’s heart skipped a beat—a genuine, human reaction she despised—and she clenched her fists to steady herself.

“Perfect,” she muttered under her breath, forcing her lips into a sardonic smile. She couldn’t let them see her falter, whoever they were. She straightened her posture, lifting her chin like the queen she still believed herself to be, even now. Her eyes swept over the figure, assessing. Stranger or not, friend or foe, it didn’t matter. She would handle it. She always did. But the weight pressing against her ribs, the hollow ache of her mortality, made her feel exposed in a way she hadn’t since... well, not in centuries. The person moved closer, and Katherine felt her pulse quicken—a sensation she was still getting used to. She curled her fingers into the fabric of her coat, masking the tremor with a haughty gesture as she folded her arms. “What?” she quipped, her voice sharp and dripping with derision. “Haven’t seen a girl out past curfew before?”

The snark came easily, a shield she didn’t even need to think about. Let them believe she was in control. Let them think she wasn’t just human, vulnerable, and out of her depth. But beneath the mask, Katherine felt the faintest pang of unease. She hated this. The nights were colder now, the shadows darker, and for the first time in a long time, she wasn’t the thing lurking in them. She watched the figure carefully, her sharp brown eyes revealing nothing but cool disdain. “Well?” she said, louder this time, her tone hard and impatient. She was Katherine Pierce. She would be damned if she let anyone—human, vampire, or otherwise—see her crumble.

[c0zys]

" is that the only reason you're here ? because first of all , no . second of all , hell no . " / @mycrymes

[medicaldoctordana]

One of my pet peeves is when people shorten names without consent. It’s essentially calling someone by the wrong name.

If you know someone as Bill, would you suddenly call them William? What if their legal name is quite literally “Bill”? Then calling them William would be calling them by the wrong name.

The same should be assumed for the reverse. Just because a name can be shortened doesn’t mean it should be shortened. Do not compromise your effort in using full names, especially if you are unsure or unaware of the person’s preference.

[ofmagicandblood]

@irasceris

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES (2009-2017) S01E013 - Children of the Damned.

[nero-neptune]

“Who the fuck does Ang Lee think he is, man?”

KNOCKED UP (“Brokeback Mountain” Deleted Scene) | 2007 | dir. Judd Apatow

[loubetcha]

[jambamthepaperman]

[flowerytale]

Katherine Mansfield, from a letter to Virginia Woolf (August 1919)

[shisasan]

29 August 1921 The letters and journals of Katherine Mansfield : a selection to Dorothy Brett

[marvelgifs]

[ofmagicandblood]

it's only human... || katherine x stefan

The dim glow of the Mystic Grill's neon sign flickered as Katherine pushed open the door. Her human form felt too exposed for her liking, but she masked it well with a confident strut and a quick scan of the room. She was here for something simple — f o o d. A necessity now, not a pleasure. At least not anymore. A girl can eat only so many slices of cherry pie. Her refined tastes had been reduced to greasy fries and watered-down bourbon. Life as a human was a cruel joke, but Katherine had no intention of letting anyone see her falter.

She spotted him almost immediately. Stefan. He was seated at the corner booth, staring at his glass like it held the answers to all of life’s questions. His shoulders were tense, his jaw tight, and his hair slightly disheveled. Katherine paused for the briefest of moments, a flicker of vulnerability crossing her features. Seeing him again after everything that had happened after Elena's birthday party was... challenging. But then her lips curved into a smile, soft but calculated, and she adjusted her course toward him.

“Stefan,” she said as she approached, her voice carrying just the right mix of surprise and warmth. She slid into the seat across from him before he could respond. “Fancy seeing you here. Alone, no less." She tilted her head, feigning innocence when he didn't greet her immediately. “Okay... Don’t sound too thrilled. I was just here to grab a bite—human food, believe it or not. But seeing you? That’s just a bonus.” She leaned back against the booth, crossing her legs gracefully. Katherine chuckled, a sound soft and almost genuine. She leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table, her expression shifting to something softer, more vulnerable. “And I think it's exactly what I need right now, to see a familiar face. Being human isn’t exactly a walk in the park, Stefan." She sighed, letting her guard drop just enough. “I don’t expect you to care, but it’s...different now. Everything is different.” Her voice wavered, just slightly, and she looked away, as if embarrassed by the admission.

For a moment, silence stretched between them, broken only by the clinking of glasses and the distant hum of conversation. Then she smiled again, sharper this time. “But don’t worry. I’m still Katherine. Vulnerable or not, I always land on my feet." She took the opportunity to change the subject, letting her charm slip back into place like a well-worn glove. “Enough about me. What about you? Brooding, drinking alone—it’s like a bad cliché. Let me guess, Elena troubles? No, no... wait... Damon troubles?” Her tone was teasing, but there was an edge to it, something that suggested she already knew the answer.

@traumatise

[marvellegends]

[joifee]

Smile for the picture!

groupshot of the whole sos smp cast before they cant revive anymore

[marsmarbles]

MOG’S SOS FINAL CAME OUT HERE’S THE ART HE COMMISSIONED ME FOR IT

IM LIKE- THE MOGSWAMP ARTIST!!!!!!!!! LIKE OFFICIALLY NOW!!!!

[lambf4rm]

alien franchise girls

[breoasis]

Only gods get front-facing portraits