Hi, i'm Nina Mikealson. I'm a forever 23 year old vampire, shapeshifter and mindreader. Yes, i'm an Original. Esther, my mother, wanted to keep me in secret for all her weird little experiments. Then she died. And i'm free. Thank god that old wrench is dead. I'm somewhere in the middle of my siblings. Not too old, not too young. Before this turns into another episode of Gossip Girl, i'll say, you'll love me once you've gotten to know me. ((FC: Deborah Ann Woll. AU Independent roleplayer. Will roleplay with any fandom.))
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|| if I poof, pardon, I've probably fallen asleep.
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A small giggle escaped her lips as she felt his lips against her skin, her hands wandering down to his pants, finding the button, using only on hand to tug on it roughly enough to pop it open, hearing the button roll across the wooden floor next to the bed, her hands pushing down his pants, letting them fall off his legs as she lowered herself to pull them off, her eyes roaming each part of his body as she slowly came back up, leaving kisses all the way across his stomach, and onto his lips, locking in a deep, powerful kiss.
She grinned against his skin, leaning back to take a look at him, nodding to his question, then pushing him back gently to lay him back down, her lower body pinning him down as she leaned in again, her fingers finding the rim of his shirt, pulling it over his head and off...
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She grinned against his skin, leaning back to take a look at him, nodding to his question, then pushing him back gently to lay him back down, her lower body pinning him down as she leaned in again, her fingers finding the rim of his shirt, pulling it over his head and off his body, letting her get a good view of his stomach, a grin appearing on her lips.
“That’s more like it.” She murmured, walking in front of him, leaning in to whisper in his ear. “I know you’ve missed me.” As she spoke, she found her way onto his lap, sitting there to take in his smell, a manly, but sweet, addictive smell, making it almost inevitable to...
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"That's more like it." She murmured, walking in front of him, leaning in to whisper in his ear. "I know you've missed me." As she spoke, she found her way onto his lap, sitting there to take in his smell, a manly, but sweet, addictive smell, making it almost inevitable to keep her lips off his skin, kissing his neck softly.
As he stood up and walk past her, she smirked to herself, getting up, slipping out of her heels and dress, letting them fall freely on the floor, walking to his room as soon as she was done fixing her underwear, laying on the doorframe, her eyes focused on him. “Are you...
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As he stood up and walk past her, she smirked to herself, getting up, slipping out of her heels and dress, letting them fall freely on the floor, walking to his room as soon as she was done fixing her underwear, laying on the doorframe, her eyes focused on him. "Are you sure you're done?"
“Why shouldn’t I be here? I was bored and you’re a fun little thing, so I decide I’d come over for a bit of a joyride, yes?” She shrugged, looping her finger in between her hair, curling it, then letting go of it. “Or do you not want me here, hm?”
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"Why shouldn't I be here? I was bored and you're a fun little thing, so I decide I'd come over for a bit of a joyride, yes?" She shrugged, looping her finger in between her hair, curling it, then letting go of it. "Or do you not want me here, hm?"
She gazed over at him, her fingers slowly running up her thighs, stopping at the bend of her hips. “Of course. Although you don’t have a favourite person, that spot’s taken by your mirror.” She chuckled, uncrossing her legs. “Tell me, how’ve you been?” Her delicate voice...
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She gazed over at him, her fingers slowly running up her thighs, stopping at the bend of her hips. "Of course. Although you don't have a favourite person, that spot's taken by your mirror." She chuckled, uncrossing her legs. "Tell me, how've you been?" Her delicate voice focused on showing the least bit of actual care as she spoke that sentence, trying to prove no intentions in actually finding out what he'd been up to the past years.
She smiled as he opened the door, letting her foot cross the door, checking to see if she actually was permitted to walk inside. She was. No surprise. She grinned slyly at him, stepping inside, ignoring where he stood, making her way over to the living room. Nice, spacious,...
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She smiled as he opened the door, letting her foot cross the door, checking to see if she actually was permitted to walk inside. She was. No surprise. She grinned slyly at him, stepping inside, ignoring where he stood, making her way over to the living room. Nice, spacious, she thought. Somehow they'd finally gotten rid of their shit taste in living decoration. "Missed me?" She asked, letting herself fall back onto the couch, crossing her legs as she did so, waiting for him to come around.
Deep blue eyes, pale skin, dashing red hair, a lean, tall body fit Nina properly. A bombshell, some would call her. She was back in town, for whatever reason. As if being locked up and made invisible by her own mother wasn’t enough, she’d made absolutely no contact with her...
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Deep blue eyes, pale skin, dashing red hair, a lean, tall body fit Nina properly. A bombshell, some would call her. She was back in town, for whatever reason. As if being locked up and made invisible by her own mother wasn't enough, she'd made absolutely no contact with her old friends, and none with any new ones. She needed a drink and a casual meet up with someone. This whole 'I'm a loner, no one bother me' attitude didn't suit her. A nice, short dress hung in the closet door, and a pair of heels laid on the floor under it. Nina grinned as she noticed them there, water dripping down her body as she stepped out of the tub, leaving a trail of watery footsteps behind as she made her way to her room, grabbing the nearest silk robe, wrapping her luscious locks of ginger hair in a towel. She reached for a pair of lace underwear, matching, of course, sliding them on, accompanied by her garter and stockings, her body looking divine, decorated by her fine taste in lingerie. She smiled at her reflection in the mirror, walking over to where her clothing was, grabbing the dress, holding it for one second to appreciate the material it was made of. A beautiful Chanel, custom made for her to delight the eyes of everyone who looked at her. Sliding the comfortable dress on, also her shoes, she walked back to check on how it fitted. Perfectly, like a glove, it pleased all her expectations. She knew where shed be headed that night. The Mikaelson Estate. Where her siblings where. Specially her favourite one, Koly boy. She picked up her clutch and walked outside, speeding over to the seemingly close house, knocking on the door as she arrived, the smell of home quickly filling her lungs as she waited for someone to open the door.
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Joking about two brothers having sex with each other is not funny and I must incest that you stop right away
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Nina Mikealson. Pleased.
the-rippah-within started following you
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Magic. Basically, I was always in front of you, but you couldn't see me.
You’re my what? How could she keep you as a secret for 1000 years?
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I'm your sister, Nina. Mum kept me secret.
theoriginalbeauty started following you
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the-rippah-within started following you
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