( ℎ𝑦𝑝𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑐 ) ᵖᵒⁱˢᵒⁿ

[ her touch felt cold against the fabric of his shirt, for a moment he lets her circle her long nails along his chest. stefan’s face remains unamused, bright eyes narrowed and locked onto her. he quickly grabs her hand, holding it tightly before forcing her closer, he hums lowly, like a quiet growl of anger. ] you know i don’t gamble with people’s lives the way that you do. [ last night caroline died and came back to life as a vampire. he knew it was her doing but she had no idea why— was turning a new vampire a distraction? a ploy for something more nefarious? his mind was racing behind the eyes refusing to show the true rage and confusion he felt. katherine would only build upon it. ] why did you do it? [ his voice soft as he sets her hand back on his chest, as if he wanted an excuse to hold it. his head tilts, eyes downturned and hurt. ] why did you kill her? she shouldn’t matter to you. 

@ripperdiaries    ( … )     then   you’re   already   in   over   your   head.     [      katherine   took   a   sip   of   the   red   wine,   then   set   the   glass   down,   eyes   locking   onto   his   with   a   flicker   of   amusement.    ]     with   me,   you   should   always   be   prepared   to   play   some   sort   of   game.   and   yet   you   came   to   me   anyway.   maybe   you   missed   the   thrill.   [    her   head   cocked   to   the   side,   a   smirk   playing   on   her   lips   as   she   stepped   forward.      ]      don't   deny   it   stefan — we   both   know   the   truth   is   never   as    black   and   white   as   you   want   it   to   be.   all   / I /   know…      [      she   purred,   as   she   traced   her   index   finger   slowly   up   his   chest   once   she   was   stood   in   front   of   him.      ]   …   is   that   you   must   be   / truly /   desperate   to   have   come   to   me. 

@eadimidium    ( … )    [     katherine   smirked,   her   eyes   glinting   with   that   ever-present   air   of   mischief   and   calculated   danger.   she   crossed   her   arms,   letting   the   silence   stretch   for   a   moment   as   she   enjoyed   the   tension   in   the   room.   then,   with   a   hint   of   amusement   in   her   voice,   she   responded.      ]      that’s   the   million-dollar   question,   isn’t   it ?      [     she   twirled   a   piece   of   her   hair   around   her   index   finger,   sauntering   a   few   steps   closer,   each   movement   confident,   calculated.     ]       I   didn’t   do   it...   but   that   doesn’t   mean   I   don’t   / know /   who   did.   of   course,   I   could   always   tell   you.   but   where's   the   fun   in   that ?

@eadimidium   /   SHE’S   THE   BITCH   THAT   EVERYONE   LOVESSS

/   LITERALLY SO DOWN BAD FOR HER LMAO she’s just that bitch yk

@eadimidium    /    AGREED   100%