IDENTIFICATION

Selective & independent original character account.

Written by Ashley. Female. EST.

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IDENTIFICATION

CREDITS

Some icons are from hollow-art & insane journal. Others are made by me.

All are edited by me.

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CREDITS

STATUS

Currently SELECTIVELY accepting new plots

Ask Box: Open

CURRENTLY ON SCHOOL SEMI-HIATUS.

ACTIVITY WILL BE LACKING DUE TO SCHOOL & EXAMS.

STATUS

CURRENTLY |

Reading: Divergent

Watching: Buffy The Vampire Slayer: Season 1

CURRENTLY

claraaoswlds:

janefoster:

okay but if your otp had a kid

which one would sneak that kid a cookie after the other parent said no

the king ;;

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       “katerina,   what  do  you take me for?   i’m not a  man
        who    jumps    from   beautiful   woman   to   beautiful
        woman.  i  can’t  believe  you’ve  become so insecure
        to think  that  i  wouldn’t  want  you.  i  don’t  care  how
        you’ve changed kat, i don’t expect you to be the same
        as you were two centuries  ago,   for  i  am  no  longer
        the same man i used to be.”

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         “ i would not be able to confirm that, would i? any woman
           you would have been with would be deadby now. i am
           not insecure; i have become wiser with the world & how
           handsome men like you choose whom you show your
           love to charming women like myself. & i do not know if
           you have changed for the better. all i will say is your queen
           has become no more than a snake. ”

russianripper:

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        “for once, i don’t feel like ripping every
         human i see apart limb for limb. all i
         want to do is cuddle and you’re acting
        like it’s the worst thing in the world that
        i’m actually in a good mood. i really
        don’t understand you sometimes.”

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                   “ i’m very proud of you for that,  i really
                     am.   it’s a hint  of progress  after two
                     centuries.   i’m not  trying  to act  that
                     way  ——  i’m just  ——  are you sure
                     that you want me? i’m sure you must
                     have    some   kind    of     new     toy.
                     i  do not feel  love the way  i used to. ”

russianripper:

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   “that’s the plan.”

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         “ fine. what does his highness
            need so much attention for?
            attempts at going for my lips
            will result in a very high pitch
            scream. & this time, it won’t
            be coming from my mouth. ”

russianripper:

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       “but kaaaaaaaaat…”

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         “ are you just going to
           pester me until i give
           you the attention you
           want like a whining
           child? ”

russianripper:

   {fromrussiawithblood}

{poke}

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       “ touch me again & you
          won’t have a finger to
          poke me with. got it? ”

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          “ please, i am not feeling up
            to this right now.  if we are
            going  to  argue,  i’d rather
            have rest before we begin.
            it  is  in  my  best  interest. ”

{ the ripper }:

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      {he remained surprisingly calm during
        her rambling. he refused to look down
        at his stomach; he knew that he didn’t
        have a muffin top and his insecurity
        would satisfy her.}

                 “nice try, katerina. your rambling no longer phases me. i’m
                  here because we need to talk. and not the throwing things
                  at each other, ridiculing the other, accusatory talking. no- 
                  we need to talk, like civilised people, about the elephant
                  that has been in the room for over two centuries now. also,
                  i didn’t stalk you. i had a witch do a locator spell for me.”

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           { she approached him close enough for her
             busted chest to lean against his God-made
             flattened chest. her eyes looked up to his
             emerald hues with such a hypnotic &
             psychotic, in the best way possible, of course,
             stare that would make anyone fall under
             her vixenous spell. }

                   “ oh, dmitry. i love it when you act like i’m not getting under
                      your skin and inside your head. it’s always been one of
                      the few attractive things about you. i must say, you are
                      getting quite good at pretending that what i say doesn’t
                      affect you. we both know that has never been the slightest
                      bit true. ”

          { her hands ended in gentle position on his lower waistline
             where she eventually curved her long fingers & stuck her
             nails into his side and dragged them along. when she
             finished, katerina took out her sanitary wipes and wiped
             off anything left behind on her hands. she moved away
             standing poised and proper as if nothing had happened. }

                “ civilized people ??? you have realized that we are no longer
                  in eighteenth or nineteenth century russia, right? no need for
                  your anaologies, dmitry. you’ve tracked me by witches & here
                  you are. wanting to get ‘the elephant out of the room.’ so, tell
                  me what you have to say & why you’re itching to say it to me
                  so terribly. should we take normal positions? i stil on the throne
                  and you kneel? ”

russianripper:

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     “oh, katerina, you haven’t changed a bit. always so
      suspicious and accusatory. have you never heard
      of coincidences? because i assure you, our meeting
      here is nothing but pure coincidence.”

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          “ i am neither suspicious nor am i accusatory !!!!
            you haven’t changed either; you’re still arrogant,
            belligerent, and most definitely cantankerous. oh?
            wait, i think i see something different. maybe you
            should lay off of the ptichie molokos. you’ve let
            yourself go. you might want to work on that. ”

                       [ & with that, she patted his stomach
                         twice out of pure mockery to get in
                         his head. ]

         “ you & i both know that this is not at all a mere
            ‘coinsidence.’ i know you well enough to 
            properly assume that you have followed me all
            the way to new york. this city’s only big enough
            for oneroyal & that’s the one without the muffin
            top. ”

russianripper:

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      “a simple ‘hello, dmitry, it’s been nearly
       two centuries. how are you?’ would have
       been really nice. not an accusation of me
       being a stalker.”

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         “ a  simple  ‘hello,  dmitry’ doesn't cover two centuries
           of  not seeing someone. it’s not exactly a ‘hi, how are
           you?’ situation as if you’ve seen the person two days
           before.  & it’s not just convienientthat you magically
           show up in the same place at the same time.   so you 
           will  answer  my  question.   how   did  you  find  me? ”

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        “ no. just––please. do me the
          favor & g o  a w a y.  i don’t
          want to  see  you  for a long
          time. ”

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