Apr 7, 2014
"Hi sis!"
time for ships! Send me one of these if you ship our muses this way:
"Hi sis!" for a sisSHIP
Hell to the yes! Elena/Eva FOREVEEER ;D
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"Hi sis!"
time for ships! Send me one of these if you ship our muses this way:
"Hi sis!" for a sisSHIP
Hell to the yes! Elena/Eva FOREVEEER ;D
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"How are you doing? Damon mentioned that you two had broken up again..."
+7
"I'm not helping you with whatever you want me to help you with."
"Unless you pay me."
ooc: omg it's your birthdayyy. HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYY, hannahhhh. Wishing you all the best, and I miss you <3
you're such a cutie, thank you ange ily <3
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send me a symbol for..
✉ ; a threatening text message.
[ Text —- Elena ]: Your auntie is such a lovely person to drink tea with.[ Text —- Elena ]: —— Do you think I should invite Jeremy for our little gossip party?[ Text —- Elena ]: Time is running out, you know what I want so I’m waiting for you to bring it to me, bet you can guess my location.[ Text —- Elena ]: Otherwise this pretty house is about to get a bit too red.
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[text]: Party. My house. Tonight. Bring Alcohol.
send my muse one of the following to see how they react:
[text]: Someone's a little demanding ....[text]: Count me in ;)[text]: Is there a celebration going on that I don't know about, but should know about, you know?
I don't usually catch you on as I used to anymore. -sobs- miss you.
the games we play;
Gloved fingers have not the capability of heat transfer with the doorknob they rest on, rare guarded look unshakeable as eyes observe the continued fussing of a younger sibling before the polished surface.
❝Quickly, sister; you know Mr. Salvatore doesn't like to be kept waiting.❞
But no hint of internal vexation remains at the termination of the other's last minute checks. The door swings open gently, a head full of curls turns back towards the room's only other occupant.
❝He's been so kind to invite us to dinner. And it is because of his generosity that we have a home.❞ The smile is too sweet, utterly devoid of sincerity -- it was only common knowledge within their group of three that she cared not for the man.
❝It would be a poor sign of gratitude to displease him.❞ Cold, malicious did her eyes gleam. Toying with both his sons, f e e d i n g, corrupting; turning them into sympathisers. The senior Salvatore's approval is least on her list of concerns.
A hand is held out; sweet Elena's place is to follow. And agree. Nothing more.
But before their timely entrance, Katherine must decide whose side she will grace this time. The thought of both mossy and icy hues following her on the deliberately slow journey towards a seat, hoping, almost pathetic in their beseeching-- it only causes a wider grin. ❝Tell me, sister, who shall it be tonight? Stefan or Damon?❞