rushed steps echo through the eerily empty stone cold room as he rushes towards the face that seems to mirror his panicked horror the best, his face carelessly painted in blood as fear sinks it’s claws deeper with each helplessly eager glance he spares at the ruins around him. ‘ where is she? ‘ ❤ @wolfroyalty
* scarredcve !
he doesn’t know and that is her adventage, but elena isn’t going to use it. frankly speaking, she doesn’t even CARE if he knows or not; she just doesn’t care about anything. the brunette stands before him, tall and confidentlike she has n e v e r before. for she is not afraid of him in that moment. she is not frighten by his evident power. ‘ oh, no, did i really? ’ she makes a face and then a light smirk appears on her lips just to mock HIM. ‘ by all means, klaus, punish me for overstepping. ’ a hint of tease evident in her voice. when he approaches her, she lets him. his cold and hard fingers lingering on her skin as she stands still. ‘ ask katerina? askoh, i WOULD but isn’t she like .. D E A D? ’ she takes a step back and looks into his eyes, a smirk still playing on her rosy lips. // con. for @qlavs
this time bewilderment is not as easy to hide, an inquisitive smirk lazily placed upon his lips as he examines her features carefully. -- had elena gilbert finally grown a backbone or was had the girl simply gone insane? ‘ katerine is dead? ’ he shrugs off the news with nothing more than careless nostalgia, allowing the girl who’s face has haunted him for centuries the benefit of his patience. ‘ i suppose it shouldn’t come as a surprise, she has surely had her fun. have you come here seeking the same fate, love? is that why you have been leaving dead meat all over my city? surely your beloved, whichever one you are toying with at the moment, doesn’t support this teenage tantrum you seem to be throwing. new orleans is a bad place for a girl like you. ‘
klaus to caroline // vampire diaries (happy birthday, @birdiedoll!)
‘ ah, hello, look who’s finally decided to show his face. where the bloody hell have you been? ’ ❤ @openchest
‘ ah yes, davina ! my most fearless enemy. so glad you could finally join us. ’ ❤ @lamagie
In the wake of my name (worth 1 roomful of kings), my face (worth 1 thousand ships), my bed (worth 10 years’ war), they forget that I am the daughter of a lion. I was born to live in animal skins, as easily as my own. I was born a lion cub, ravenous, dreaming of the hearts of men. They tried to muzzle a beast with a wedding ring, they hoped to satisfy a she - lion with fervent kisses and silk sheets. AS IF I WOULD SETTLE FOR ANYTHING LESS THAN BLOOD. ©
❤ starter call !
‘ i hope you're finding some peace. ’
‘ come on, love. you should know by now, ‘ a pause is spared as the sound of crushing bones rips through the silence of the room, the limb body in his hands quickly discarded, hands rubbed together as if they were tainted with nothing more than dust. ‘ peace. it’s not something you find. it’s something you make. ’ &. @wolfroyalty
On your knees. You don’t deserve to be at my level.
Elena ;)))
‘ rather irritating, isn’t she? with her doe eyes and perky attitude. i am quite surprised she has somehow managed to survive this long, if i’m honest. almost unfair, if you think of it, the whole lot of drooling fools running around to keep that tender little heart of hers inside it’s chest while truly innocent lives are left unattended and brighter souls go on unappreciated. what an absolute disgrace to the blood line. at least katerine knew how to have fun. this one? she’s nothing more than ordinary. all it does is complain about how much it has to complain about. dear diary, today someone tried to kill me. come on, love. one time is an accident, two times is a coincidence, but more than three? time to start wondering if you might’ve done something to deserve it. ’ &. @scarredcve
“ then what do you suggest ? ”
‘ your darkest desire, of course. ‘ the hybrid’s voice hums temptation. ‘ we do what your humanity has made you too weak to even consider beyond the darkest of nights. we aid the monster in your chest and we set it free. —— now, my dear, we kill them all. ‘ &. @tapespoken
* revnamorte !
❛ I WILL BE HONEST with you. I’m torn between breaking your neck here and throwing you down the stairs. ❜
starter call. ( accepting ) @klaeus !
‘ in that case, allow me to share a little secret of my own love. i’m not certain it would matter. – i do, however, get that quite a lot. rather dull, if i’m honest. ‘
‘ we keep each other alive. that’s what we do. ’
her voice is more than music to his ear, his heart skipping to align with the soothing rhythm of the young vampire’s words. —- oh how he wished it to be true. how he wished for her touch to befall upon his tired skin, for her kindness to heal is heaving lungs, her light to illuminate the emptiness of his own soul. —- but it could not be. his mind was playing tricks, captivity raising ghosts, re-opening old wounds. caroline forbes, the real caroline forbes remained in mystic falls, alongside her family, paving her own way to greatness. without his help. without his guidance. without him.
‘ caroline? ‘ still, his tongue calls out to her, how quickly a powerful king turns back into needy boy, his voice barely audible, hoarse and dry, the name mercilessly scratching at the insides of his bruised throat while his hues seem to find it hard to fully grasp the sight before him. —- poison, he thinks. it had to be some sort of witch concussion, magical herb, designed to rip his very being apart.
‘ what foolish game is this ? ’ &. @nothatevolved
' how about you make me? '
klaus’ surprise at such defiance is quickly substituted by morbid amusement. after all, a smile is nothing more than another way to show the sharpness of your teeth. ‘ sweet, sweet elena. you seem to have forgotten your place. – that is quite alright, it happens to the best of you now and then. ‘ the threat of a soft touch comes to slowly trail down her cheek, his lips brushing gently against her skin as he whispers into her ear, the quietness in his voice tasting of blood against his tongue. ‘ however – i am afraid i will need you to fix that attitude of yours rather quickly. you see, i am truly not a great admirer of disobedience. just ask katerina. ’ &. @scarredcve
