#malka-lisitsa

A huff of air that could have been a laugh, escaped parted lips as she brought the glass of champagne for a sip. Rebekah knew Katherine well enough to know that she didn't take no for an answer. So even if the original vampire wanted to be left alone, drowning in her own sorrows?

She couldn't. There was no moving Katherine Pierce. But perhaps that was for the best, might as well turn this night around and make the most of it. Sorrows be damned. She hailed down another shot glass and poured equal amounts of champagne, giving her a little bit of extra before downing it.

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        nadia did not interrupt. she let the (heavy) words settle because she recognized the effort it had taken to say them at all.

        "i already asked myself those questions," she said plainly. "long before you ever voiced them. i hated you once. i truly did when i believed you abandoned me, and i felt this for fivehundred years. initially, i didn't plan on staying. i just wanted my answers to the questions i have been asking myself for so long." originally, she didn't bother with what happens to katherine once she had her answers, didn't care what silas needed her for.

        "i considered walking away. so when you ask what if i see you and decide you are not worth it, understand this: i have already been there. in that place. and i chose differently.”

        nadia’s expression tightened slightly, something pained but resolute. "you have made it difficult. more than once. you still make it difficult. you killed the man i loved, and fool around with the only other person i like. you put others before me again and again. you chose stupid boys and old obsessions when you could have chosen your daughter." her voice did not rise. "and still, i am here." nadia isn't sure if perhaps she's just too stupid to realize this is a lost cause. if she's too stupid to recognize that katherine will hurt her again and again because getting in stefan salvatores pants was more important than her. 

        “i doubt there is anything you could do now that would eclipse all of that. if it had been enough to make you unworthy, i would already be gone." admittedly, sometimes nadia isn't sure if leaving wouldn’t be the better choice. she's only staying here because of katherine, not because she enjoyed this country. 

        her eyes softened, just a fraction. "you do not have to be good. you do not have to be easy. you do not even have to believe you deserve this." a pause. and yes, nadia would wish that katherine finally stops self-sabotaging her life, and the chance to lead a better life. “but do not tell me i haven’t seen you, katherine. because i have. and i stayed.”

time to spread a little love on the dash! ( ACCEPTING! )

here's the thing. up until i started following @malka-lisitsa , i hadn't really seen the tv series. like a few clips, but i had very little exposure or understanding as far as the lore or the canon was concerned, which meant that novi's depiction of katherine has been my major window into that world. and since becoming friends, i've tried to watch the show, but i just can't get into it, i just think novi's outshining the series atp! the metas, the headcanons, the writing, it all sheds so much light on this beautifully and thoughtfully created portrayal of such a fantastic character! plus, there's so much loyalty and authenticity to the character, like katherine is always 110% katherine, no matter who she interacts with. even aisling's adopted her now and katherine is still herself! novi writes her with so much love and care and it always shows; i always learn so much when novi's on my dash, and i'm so glad to know her!

and you know who else is great? @livesaved !! terri is an absolute delight, and honestly, so is belle! terri is such a fun person to know and to write with, and their writing is SO good! every character they create and interact with is so stunningly constructed, and so lifelike, like i can't rewatch the pitt now because i'll just be sad that belle isn't in it, and that's just the kinda power that terri has as a writer and as a human being. belle is so wonderfully human, yk? like i can't find any other way to put it. she's just sensational on every level, her backstory is so beautifully and poignantly written out, and i'm just obsessed on every level in a healthy way! terri is also a wonderful friend and so easy to talk to, just a naturally warm and charismatic and lovely person through all interactions, both in the DMs and on the dash. i think they're a radiant light on the dash, and i'm so glad to see them on mine every day!

"i'll survive. somehow i always do."

What can he say? Katherine managed even to survive his principles, a monster receiving mercy despite bearing an abrasive character. Cain keeps Katherine pinned under a nonchalant stare. Head canting minimally to one side, he offers the subtlest of shrugs; eventually a contemplative, fleeting pout. " Until you don't. Everyone's days will be counted. " Except his own. But then again, if Death even says he'll reap G-d someday... well. " The question should be how it's going to end for you. "

"What else do you want to know?" He lets his drink swish around in the bottom of his glass, observing the patterns along the ice cubes. "I live alone. Prefer it that way. Got three dogs. I'm a Leo, but I don't really believe in horoscopes and shit. I was raised on religion and then science so believe me, the moon does affect a lot of things, but zodiac signs and werewolves aren't it. PROBABLY -- sorry, I've been, like, talking for fifteen minutes straight. Can I buy you a drink? "

why are you doing this to me? 😭😭

okay, I found one for you-

"The doctor gave me one year to live, so I shot him with my gun. The judge gave me 15 years. Problem solved."

bonus vampire joke-

“What’s the difference between a vampire and a mosquito? A mosquito will stop sucking after you slap it.”

but ice-cream with katherine is something that outshines the possible uncertainties. and expanding his palate beyond his current arsenal of cookie dough, mint chocolate chip and pistachio is always worth the vagueness that come with asking questions. another one pops into his mind as they stroll ever-closer to the pale blue ice-cream parlour. ❝ do you know what you're going to have, katherine? ❞

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        the words had barely settled in the air when elijah moved with a calm urgency that betrayed itself in the way he rose from the bed far sooner than he ordinarily would have allowed. there was no pause to gather himself properly, no time taken for the rituals he usually adhered to with almost obsessive precision. instead, he reached for his clothes with efficiency, pulling them on piece by piece, restoring at least the outline of composure. his pants and his shirt (left open, hastily adjusted). fingers brushing once through still-disheveled hair, though it did little to tame it entirely.

       "katerina. i owe you an apology." there was no hesitation in that admission. "i allowed myself a lapse in judgment, something i do not… indulge in lightly." a slight pause. "if ever."

       his posture straightened instinctively, reclaiming a semblance of his usual restraint, even if the remnants of the moment still lingered too visibly to be fully concealed. "this–" he gestured faintly between them. "–is not something i approach as casual. nor is it something i am capable of reducing to convenience or repetition."

       her words followed and they were unexpected. and for the first time, there was a flicker of something unguarded in his expression. not quite surprise, but close enough to disturb the careful balance he maintained. she could be more?

       "i do not know what i feel," he admitted, the honesty unembellished. not because he didn't have any feelings. no, that wasn't the reason. he had way too many and he didn't know what to do with them. how to organize and interpret them. "and i will not insult you by pretending otherwise." a brief pause, his jaw tightening almost imperceptibly before easing again.

       "what i do know, is that i have no interest in a casual arrangement. you are… exceptionally compelling, katerina." not flattery, it was a fact. "that much is undeniable. but i will not make a habit of this nor will i allow you to believe that my intentions are to take advantage of you in a moment and dismiss it in the next."

       her earlier words lingered, and with them, a question he had not expected to ask. his head tilted faintly, studying her now with something more contemplative.