Elena gilbert

the  question  isn't  exactly  original.  many  had  commentary  or  questions  about  her  luxurious  style  that  seemed  to  often  contain  pinks.  ❛❛  oh  please.  barbies  wishes  she  had  outfits  like  mine.  she  strikes  me  as  the  type  to  shop  at  tj  maxx.  ❜❜  though,  she  supposes  barbie  did  have  fairly  nice  taste  —  depending  on  the  era  and  particular  line.  so  she  accepts  the  compliment  just  the  same.

jackie  then  slips  her  arm  into  elenas.  eying  her  newest  victim  with  ease  as  a  sinister  smile  slips  upon  her  features.  ❛❛  what  do  you  say  you  an'  i  go  shopping  ?  i  will  make  sure  to  have  you  in  things  to  make  all  these  founders  women  an'  caroline  weep  with  envy.  that  an'  your  beau  will  be  unable  to  keep  his  hands  off  of  you.  you're  a  dark  winter,  right  ?  i  can  work  with  that,  don't  worrk.❜❜

Alright, lead the way—

But if we end up spending three hours analyzing color palettes, you're buying the iced coffees afterward. And I'm holding you to that promise about making the Founder's Council weep. I was thinking of changing my style, the problem is I dont even know where to start. I want to look good, but not like I am trying too hard. Do you have any ideas?

"The thing is I AM ready to tell you. I WANT to tell you. It's a huge part of who I am and I don't wanna hide it from you now that you're on the supernatural side of the street. The only reason I'm a little iffy about telling you is because it's another bomb, but if you think you can handle it, I'll spill." When Elena was little, Buffy used to tell her about everything, but they were disguised as bedtime stories. So, not only was Elena going to know that the stories were true, but also that Buffy died. Given that she's just lost her parents, Buffy had a feeling that was the first thing Elena was going to focus on.

I think I can handle it, buffy, I'm not a little girl anymore. Dealing with the death of my parents was not easy, but I'm trying my best to move forward and not live in the past. You don't have to hesistate when it comes to me, we're family buffy.

Elena blinked twice at the sight in front of her, this was no hallucination, and it certainly wasn't a mirror. She wore the same exact face as Elena, she was the mysterious woman in stefan's picture. It was her, katherine.

When elena tried let the words out, it was like her heart stopped for a second, the air felt heavy, her lungs felt tight. She was nervous, scared.

H-h-hello, you must katherine, I'd like to talk to you for a moment. Is that okay?

⠀⠀⠀⠀katherine regarded her doppelgänger in silence for a long moment. it was, admittedly, a little surreal finally standing face to face with the girl whose life she had observed from the shadows more than once. she had not planned to meet her yet but well, seems like plans have to change.

⠀⠀⠀⠀one brow rose as the other woman's voice caught over itself. "well, i certainly hope you're not always this nervous." her head tilted ever so slightly, studying the familiar face that was, paradoxically, entirely its own person.

⠀⠀⠀⠀"yes." she answered without hesitation. "i'm katherine. which means you must be elena." there was no surprise in the observation. if anything, it sounded like the confirmation of something she had known long before this meeting. again, she had been informed.

— Are you a vampire, like stefan?

"I dont want anything from you personally, I would like to know why do we look alike? it's scary, weird and really strange—I dont understand this at all. Its not like we are related so could this even be possible?"

it was this unsettling feeling that rose in her stomach. It wasn't from discomfort, it was disbelief, never in a million years did she think she would be standing in front of a woman who looked like her. if katherine did tell her everything that she knows, Elena is unsure about wether she could handle the truth or not, but If she doesn't take chances now, Elena would regret it in the future

Katherine smirked as Elena mentioned being startled. The older doppelganger set the little stuffed horse aside and leaned back against the head board again.

"If I told you then it would hardly be sneaking." She mused, clearly in a playful mood today. She's not here to pick fights- for the moment.

The rest of Elena's explanation actually hit Katherine in a way she hadn't expected to get hit. The jealousy rose in her chest, and she could taste it in her mouth like a bile that wanted so badly to mutate into venom to be spat at the girl in front of her.

How nice it must be to have parents that protected you. How nice it must be to have fond memories that don't leave scars. Love, Stability, Kindness- how sweet all those must taste for Elena when all Katherine can do is imagine what it might be like.

Life's a lot easier when we aren't fighting.

And yet- it feels so much more dangerous when they aren't. Hate is something Katherine can understand, anger is something she's well versed in. These are staples in her emotional diet, they're always there. Friendship, admiration, comradery- these are shiny new things that Katherine hasn't had a lot of experience with. They're also things that can be lost quickly. Things that can change a lot faster than hate and anger can. Friendship can be poisoned. Hate is already a poison she sips daily.

"Yea? Well it's a lot easier not to fight when you aren't judging me for shit I couldn't control." She's lashing out- but it some how feels more hollow than her usual rage filled bites. The anger isn't as intense. Suddenly the vampire that's known for her wild fire seems a lot more like embers after a fire too tired to keep destroying.

"I couldn't keep them anyway." She glances over at the pile. "You know, that whole- nowhere to live thing. What would I do with them?"

❝There's an empty room right across from mine; I could help you decorate it if you want. But if you prefer total peace and quiet, you can have my parents' lakehouse all to yourself. I'd just have to move a few things around. —The choice is yours, to make up for it you could buy me doughnuts❞

⠀⠀⠀⠀elijah paused at the mouth of the cavern, his expression remaining composed despite the plea that echoed behind him. for a brief moment, he closed his eyes.

⠀⠀⠀⠀"i had hoped," he said quietly, "that today would unfold very differently." his gaze lowered toward the ancient stone beneath his feet before returning to the darkness of the chamber.

⠀⠀⠀⠀"unfortunately, i had to discover that i have misplaced my trust." there was no anger in his voice, only disappointment. he had believed that they were civil with each other. but instead, there were lies and deception.

⠀⠀⠀⠀"i asked you a simple question after the ball and you assured me my mother desired nothing more than to reunite our family." his jaw tightened. "yet your heartbeat told an entirely different story."

⠀⠀⠀⠀"had you simply believed my mother intended to kill klaus, i might have understood your decision. but she intends to destroy us all." he wouldn't have allowed it, though.

⠀⠀⠀⠀"my own mother seeks to erase every one of her children in the name of correcting what she believes to be her greatest mistake."

I  lied  to  you  when  I  shouldn't  have,  and  I  know  how  terrible  that  is.  I  messed  up  badly,  Elijah.  I  thought  I  was  doing  the  right  thing,  but  I  was  completely  wrong.  I  broke  your  trust,  in  the  worst  way  as  possible

The  thought  of  being  left  behind  in  the  dark  made  her  stomach  turn.  She  was  desperate,  she  would  do  anything  if  that  meant  she  could  get  out  of  this  place.  Elena  did  not  like  the  idea  of  being  all  alone  in  cold  with  no  one  else  insight  but  herself,  it  made  her  uneasy.

"Awhile  back  I  talked  to  Katherine,  I  never  noticed  how  alone  she  was.  She  always  seemed  so  full  of  life,  she  told  me  about  her  life.  I  can't  believe  I  said  those  things  to  her,  what  she  went  through  was  awful."

"When  it  comes  to  danger  I  do  not  go  outside  after  dark. I  used  to  jog  at  night  trying  to  distract  myself  from  the  thoughts  of  my  parents,  but  that  isn't  safe  anymore."

"Don't be quick to thank me yet. I still haven't told you my big secrets."

❝The thing is was avoiding stefan for awhile now, I want to believe that stefan is a good person...it's just that I don't know what to believe anymore. This whole situation is so awkard for me to deal with right now.❞

❝I’m sorry you felt that way, Damon, pressuring you wasn't my intention. Your company and a simple walk is alright with me. Just promise me that your questionable decisions won't involve me.❞

Elena did not care that damon had nothing going on in his life, that was the last thing on her mind. Because Damon is a 100 year old vampire, she just assumed that he would know the places in town. For a quiet walk, out of the public eye Without having to worry about which supernatural trying to harm her. She just hoped that whatever he is involved in wont lead back to her, shes human and if he has enemies she'll be the ultimate weakness. Elena was not trying to pressure him at all, with mystic falls being his home town and all, Elena believed he would know the perfect place for them to express their thoughts freely.