Life-in-the-depressing-world - Untitled

Person A: “Did you do it?”

Person B: “Would it matter if I told you I didn’t? You’ve already decided I’m guilty.”

Person A: “Alright, who was insane enough to leave you with their kid?”

Person B: “This is my kid.”

Person A: “….You’re shitting me.”

Person A: “How the hell are you still alive?”

Person B: “Honestly, I’m just as confused as you are.”

Y/N: The hospital said I’m fine.

Kate: No, you suffered a traumatic experience.

Y/N: I barely remember it. I remember crashing into the wall and the ambulance ride to the hospital.

Yelena: That wasn’t an ambulance, I drove you.

Y/N: Then what was that siren?

Yelena: That was Kate screaming.

Continued from [ X ] @lordofthestrix

Just the way that this man spoke was incredibly amusing for Katherine. She had only ever had a brief taste of high society at best, a little socialite under the Mikaelson wing, and he really embodied her entire experience with them. More so that Elijah, even. It must be his cadence, it differed from the suited original's.

More dramatic, which makes sense, considering he collects tales apparently. And he spoke of the tale of Katerina Petrova like it was one of his favourite bed time stories of all time.

She cant help the very subtle smirk that crosses her features as he speaks of his enjoyment regarding the rumours of her. It's always nice to meet a fan after all. Especially one that hates Klaus. It sounds like almost as much as she does.

The smirk only grows wider as he goes on. Finally an older vampire that recognizes just how bad ass she is. God how it must have stung for Klaus to know that a human girl outsmarted him and completely derailed his ritual plans by turning herself. Katherine is honestly the best.

Still she remained quiet as he spoke, she could interrupt, but she was being praised so why stop a good thing when she could listen to it for hours? Another little part of it was she was and always will be partially in that little peasant girl mindset. Quiet at a table of her betters, it wasn't something Katherine actively noticed, if she did she would put a stop to it right away. However she was rarely in a situation like this, with someone she didnt see herself equal or superior to. He probably noticed, but she didn't. Remaining quiet till she was directly prompted for an answer.

"Well I've got to admit, in all my years of being treated, your reasoning truly beats whatever shallow reasons men have had in the past." She gave him a little wink just to solidify her thinly hidded insinuation of their motives.

Speaking of the suit, she is not quick enough to hide the raise in her brows upon hearing his sire. Katherine leaned forward resting her forearms on the table, intrigued, a smile on her lips born of surprise and interest.

"You are Elijahs first sire...?" Realistically, she knew Elijah must have Sired a lot of vampires, a thousand years is a long time and all of them came from one of the 5..6....28 Mikaelsons right? Still it was so weird to think about. What was so special about this man that Elijah thought he deserved eternity...?

Riding the high of new and incredibly interesting information, Katherine smiled at the waitress, and addressed her with the same confidence she had walked in with.

"Blackened alligator, roasted red potatoes, and a glass of B plus."

It was wine, but given that this was a vampire themed cafe, they had clever names for everything. Plus she really liked Sangria.

Natasha: Name something you believed in as a child that you no longer do as an adult.

Y/N: myself

Natasha:

Natasha: detka, are you okay

Tomura, walking into the hideout and seeing a massive blowup pool.

Tomura: “What is this?”

Toga, in the pool: “We found a pool.”

Dabi, floating around on a flamingo floaty: “We stole a pool.”

Tomura: “…and you put it inside the hideout?”

Toga: “Well, you don’t want us being seen, do you?”

Tomura: “… I guess not.”

Toga: “Anyway, get in! We’re playing mermaids.”

Tomura: “Honestly, that sounds childish—“

Twice, running into the room in swim trunks: “I’m ready to play mermaids!”

Tomura, sighs: “Fine, but I’m the mermaid in charge.”

Toga: “Deal. What are you Dabi?”

Dabi: “I’m not playing this dumb shit.”

Toga: “Then Dabi is our pet guppy.”

Dabi: “No! I’m a cool demon-shark hybrid.”

Toga: “Okay, great, so we’re all playing!”

Dabi: “Fuck.”

Mina: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me?

Bakugou: It isn’t smirking at anyone, they’re all just imagining it.

Y/N: Three of us saw it, Bakugou. How do you explain that?

Bakugou: *points at Kaminari* Idiot. *points at Y/N* Sleep deprivation. *points at Kirishima* Delusional.