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“What makes you think I’m up to something?” Katherine asked, a playful look in her eyes.
“It’s you. You have to be up to something.” He said.
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@humxn21051
petrovasfire:
“What makes you think I’m up to something?” Katherine asked, a playful look in her eyes.
“It’s you. You have to be up to something.” He said.
malivoreborn:
@humxn21051
Their time at the Salvatore Boarding School had taught them many things about the school and it’s history. Learned about the drama that came before the founding of the school, the infamous story of the Salvatore brothers, pictures included, so when they saw the elder brother, well, they were a little less than impressed. “You’re Damon Salvatore? I thought you were supposed to be intimidating… not… whatever this is..”
“Excuse me?” Damon raised an eyebrow. “And who are you?”
enxzo:
“Old and dying?” That was amusing. “The cure didn’t make you any younger, mate. And by human standards, you’re past the expiry date.” Anyway, that part of the equation mattered little. “Suppose It won’t be long before you’re dying. Easily done now you’re so fragile.” Numerous thoughts popped into Enzo’s head as to how Damon could die. Each one so delightful. “Well, Damon. Enjoy your life while it’s still yours. I’ll see to it that Rebekah gets her promise.” There was no saying how that would work out, but for now he’d leave Damon to those restless thoughts.
“Are you threatening me?” He questioned, biting the inside of his cheek.
fiorencets:
florence needed to gather herself. she wasn’t quite sure what to make of it, of him. so instead of saying anything she smiled and quickly walked off to put in his order. going from parents that hated her once they found out what she was, that treated her like scum and only allowed her to live in their home until she was sixteen to finding her father and uncle in the same city was a doozy. she got the drink and the nachos, bringing them back to him and she placed the stuff on the table. “you know, strangers are good for an ear if you need to talk about whatever has the drinks coming. and its pretty slow tonight so i’ve got the time.” maybe it could give her a way in before telling him who she was.
Damon sat up a little straighter to take a drink. “Sure.” Maybe she needed an ear too if she was offering. “Have you ever just thought about all your life choices and then just wish you could have done things differently. And you know somethings I don’t want to have done differently, but the choices I have made have hurt other people. People that for some reason, at once time or another actually cared about me.” He was rambling he knew. Did he even have a point? He wasn’t sure.
drgilbert:.
Well, now that Enzo knew, it was only a matter of time before she had to tell everyone or they’d find out from someone else. “You have to promise not to freak out…”
Now he was freaking out, but he kept his cool for her. “Um, okay. I won’t freak out…” he wasn’t even convincing himself.
mysticbennett:
“Since when do you care about playing fair?” she teased, pressing kisses into his skin, slowly working her way up to his lips. “I’d rather have you for breakfast,” Bonnie whispered suggestively, running her fingers through his dark hair.
“Me over pancakes? Hmm I don’t know…” he had to keep teasing, at least for a moment. A smirk on his lips. Damon then kissed her, pulling her down to him.
mysticbennett:
“No,” she mumbled against his skin, still hiding her face. “I do have a ‘Damon shut up’ spell that works ever time,” she added sassily, trailing a hand down his torso before kissing his neck. The witch lightly bit the skin there before pulling back just enough to peak up at him.
Damon let out a small sigh. His hand went to her back. “You don’t play fair.” He said giving her a teasing pout. “And here I was going to make you breakfast.”
drgilbert:.
She wasn’t sure how she expected the phone call to go, or what response she had anticipated from the Salvatore, but she lets out a sigh when he finally responds, glad that she’s finally gotten it out. “Thanks… I really meant to tell you sooner but… with everything… it’s been complicated.”
Despite how they ended up there was once a time they were supposed to be having this conversation, but he was supposed to be the father. “It’s okay. Who… um, you know.”
enxzo:
Enzo leave Damon alone? Not likely. So when Damon started to walk away Enzo would vamp speed and block his way. “I don’t abandon my friends, Damon.” Though friend had a rather different meaning these days. “Although as it turns out, you might be useful after all.” He spoke with a tilt of his head. “Assuming the cure is still running through your veins.”
Damon hated that he was afraid. His heartbeat quickened. “You’ll have to take that up with Rebekah Mikaelson.” He said simply. “It was promised to her once I’m old and dying.”
fiorencets:
“yes, uh - we do, definitely.” florence nodded, she was trying to keep her cool but after having run into her father, willow and now her uncle? it was like the people in her life were piling up, even if two of the three had no idea who she was. “can i start you with anything else? appetizers are good here too.”
Before he was human again the answer was always an easy no, but now sometimes it was easier to drink with some substance in his body. “Um, sure. Nachos? And maybe just keep the drinks coming.”
herobro:
🖋️ ― He nodded. Technically, yes, that was exactly what happened. They could just pretend it was over the course of years, not a handful of months. “So, what is it? Is my brother spiraling again?” he teased, watching Damon take a swig.
“No, not spiraling. Not exactly.” He cleared his throat. “You know I’ve never been good with expressing my emotions in a healthy way.” He shrugged.
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Elena Gilbert had never particularly considered herself brave, stupid, maybe, but never brave. Still, she could be stubborn and see things through, but when it came to the task at hand, well… she had decided to take the cowards way out. Dialing Damon’s number in her phone, she listened to the rings, one, two, three, and silently she hoped she’d get his voicemail so that she could drop the information there and deal with the rest of the fallout later, but instead she’s met with the sound of someone picking up the line. Before she can think better of it, or ease into the topic at hand, she’s rambling “Okay, so, I should have told you earlier… but… I’m pregnant.” Taking in a deep breath, looking down at her bump, she adds “…Surprise?” in a less than certain tone.
Damon was alone at the apartment, riding up a bit when Elena’s name popped up on his phone. He barely got ‘hello’ out before her little surprise. “Oh… um.” He sat down on the couch, silence on the line for a minute. “Congratulations, Elena.”
herobro:
🖋️ ― “That’s many drinks, Damon,” he reminded him. What was once a single night’s supplement was now a slippery slope into messy drunk. “We should probably share it.”
“Where’s the fun in that? We are celebrating after all.” Damon took a drink. “I’m going to pretend like you were alive and hiding out on a random farm for awhile before making your entrance back into the living. So, welcome back.” It was easier for Damon to put up this front, not to show his emotions about his brother’s return.
petrovasfire
“Jealous?” Katherine laughed. “No, I am well past that. Sorry to disappoint.”
“Darn.” He said sarcastically. “What are you up tp Katherine?”
enxzo:
“Yeah I died because your brother was enslaved by the devil trying to save you from damnation.” They could always reminisce of how he ended up dead to begin with. Always being at Death’s door by a Salvatore. “You ruin people Damon. That’s the problem. So why do you get your happiness? What have you done to deserve someone like her?” In Enzo’s option, he didn’t. “There’s not a single thing about you that’s redeemable. You won’t find the good in you with her any more than you did with Elena. You’ll just ruin her like you do everything else.”
Damon didn’t want to admit that Enzo was getting to him, he refused to let it show. “She chose me. Get over it, Enzo.” Damon started to walk away. “Do me a favor, leave me alone.”
mysticbennett:
Bonnie was still asleep, resting peacefully. It was something that had taken years to accomplish, but she relished every night spent without nightmares. As a shaft of sunlight hit her eyes, she groaned, shifting her head into Damon’s shoulder, trying to avoid it and stay asleep. “Make the sun go away,” she grumbled, scooting closer to his warmth and wrapping her arms around his body.
Damon’s arm held tighter when she moved closer. “Should I remind you that you’re the one with magical powers? Got a sun sun go away spell?” He smirked at his own bad joke.
Damon’s arms were wrapped around her small frame. He had been awake for a few moments now, his eyes resting on Bonnie’s features. The sun was coming through the window, but it was still early.
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