The Eternal Stud

Damon Salvatore.The better brother.{ Somewhat low activity }

[sinfulsalvatore]

@seesgood​

❝ Well you’ll forgive me if I’m not too keen on believing you. ❞

     “Come on, Caroline. What’s the worst that could happen?” 

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@meredithcheats​

“Don’t make me regret this, Damon.  You’re on a short leash.  Which means you need to behave,” she points out with a pointed look.  She places his blood carefully into the fridge.  She then moves to slip off her lab coat and replace it with her jacket.  She grabs her purse and moves past him, trusting that he will follow.  She turns over her shoulder to glance at him.  “Besides donating blood, just what have you been doing with your time?”

     “Kinky, but all right.” He shoots her a grin at her pointed look, raising his hands in mock innocence, before he follows along behind her as they exit the room. Once in the hall, he falls into step with her and lifts his shoulders in a lazy shrug. “You know, the usual; plotting diabolical schemes that will disappoint those around me. What about you? Been working nonstop, as always?” 

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@dissolvedshadows​

  ❝sure, if you want to commit cat genocide.❞ which is mean and cruelty toward animals as far as she was concerned. ❝that saying doesn’t make sense anyway - when have you ever seen a cat that was curious?❞ way to get off topic, ana. ❝how about you make it two drinks and i’ll consider it? if you want info, you gotta earn it.❞ 

     “well, yeah-- you’re telling me you’ve never seen a cat come over to investigate something you’ve put on the floor? curiosity.” especially if it’s a box. “two drinks? ooh, steep. but all right, that’s a deal-- what’s your poison?” 

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@camillethebrave​

“I won’t.  No offense, but I have enough to worry about as it is,” she tells him with a shrug of her shoulders.  She sets a glass down in front of him and pours him a generous helping of bourbon.  She keeps the bottle nearby because she figures he is not the type to keep to a one drink minimum.  “So, if you’re not worried about Klaus, what is it that you are doing in New Orleans?”

     “I don’t doubt that. I mean, you’re friends with Klaus.” He shoots back, a brow raising before he thanks her for the drink and reaches forward to pick it up. It’s brought to his lips so he can take a deep drink from it, before he hums at her question and gives a light roll of his shoulders. “Maybe I’m just curious what they’ve been up to.”

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@thedevilsgateway​

“Yeah, someone does.  Saving the world repeatedly is exhausting,” she shoots back.  “So if you are here to tell me you screwed up again and need my help — next!”

     “Well that’s rude. You’ve really got to work on your people skills, Bon-Bon. Anyone ever tell you that you suck at small talk?” 

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@leroiloup​

       Klaus was pleasantly surprised when Damon actually answered him. The hybrid had anticipated at least some sort of snarky protest, telling him to mind his own business. He leaned back in the booth more, seemingly comfortable as he listened to the tale. Immediately an eye roll was summoned at the mention of ‘Katherine’. At the end, he shook his head and chuckled bemusedly.  ❝ Oh yes, I know Katerina very well. The self serving wench doesn’t love anything except herself. ❞  His head tilted to the side as he began to put two and two together.  ❝ She’s the vampire who turned you and Stefan, isn’t she ? ❞

     “Exactly. And for a long time, I was too deluded to realize that. I see it now, though-- trust me.” He pulls a face, before he reaches for his coffee so that he can take a long sip to finish it off. He snags a passing waitress for a refill, getting one for Klaus too, before he looks back at the Original as he seems to piece the puzzle together. “Yep. Pretty sure she wasn’t planning it, though. At least not when it happened. I guess she fed us both her blood so she could make her choice whenever she felt like it.” 

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@fidelissimi​

it was her turn to lean in and study his eyes, and she had to admit, the veiny thing? that was a little cooler than what she could do. “yeah, obviously. so what does that make you then?” she’d guess vampire, but he hadn’t popped fang on her so she wasn’t willing to make a guess without knowing for sure. “i sure hope so. i might need to… hang out in town for a while if that’s possible.”

     “a vampire.” he hums, his lips pulling upwards for a moment as he shrugs his shoulders. “definitely not an issue for me. though, i will warn you-- i’m not the only vamp here, and there’s also a bunch of teenage witches and werewolves running around. it’s a real freak show around these parts.” 

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@survivingpierce​

          fortunately, she didn’t have to wait for too long until damon arrived. she turned her head, a small smile on her lips. “hmm, do you really want to know? don’t you like the thrill of a little secret?” she asked, the hint of a grin on her lips. “but if you really want to know, we’re heading to chicago.” and with that, she started to drive before damon could jump out of the car.

     “-- chicago?”  he frowns, turning his head sharply to glare at the side of her head. not that it would make much difference, since she was already driving. the devil woman. “why the hell are we going to chicago?” he really should’ve asked more questions before agreeing to this stupid idea. chicago is a long way away-- that’s a long time with just the two of them.

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@lovestoodeep​

“Oh, because otherwise it would hurt your century old bank account to replace?”

     “Yes, exactly.” His brows raise pointedly. “Money is still money, you know.” 

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@lovestoodeep​

“Okay, that…was definitely already broken when I got here.”

     “It definitely was not. You’re lucky I didn’t pay for that.” 

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@hellregent​

“Don’t you think I have better things to do, Damon? Queens don’t guard their own gates.”

     “Exactly why I assumed you’d be the one doing the guarding. You three-headed dog.” 

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@thedevilsgateway​

“My attitude was just fine until about five minutes ago.  When did you get here again?  Oh yeah! Five minutes ago.”

     “You are SO funny.” He rolls his eyes exaggeratedly, nudging her with his elbow. “Does someone need a nap?” 

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@pendletonprose​

     Jughead had been enjoying his food before he was pointed  at and called out by the other man. He looked up in confusion until he had fully process that the guy was offering him money to throw his drink at another dude.       “ I’ll do it for 20 bucks and a new drink. “ he offered quickly, swallowing his food down. He was down to cause some trouble.

     “-- Really?” He actually didn’t expect the man to agree, he has to admit. His gaze darts between Stefan’s retreating form and the man at the table, before he huffs a sight and just drops into the seat opposite him instead.

     “Probably better not. He might try and bite you and that would kill the fun.” He leans back in his seat, looking across at the man for a moment. “Thanks for almost playing along though, man.” 

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@survivingpierce​

       “wonderful“ she grinned, undoubtedly confident of her victory, before she clapped in her hands. ”go on then, i suggest you pack a few things. the trip can last two days or three.“ she patted his chest, the grin still present on her lips ”i’ll wait in the car.“

     “-- great.” he doesn’t like that grin on her lips, and he closes his eyes as he releases a deep exhale before turning on his heel to go and pack his things. once done, he heads out to his car and chucks his case in the trunk-- beside where she’s already put hers. then climbs into the driver’s seat. “... where we heading?” 

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@mcnsterinme​

“Your ego is amazing — it is second only to your sheer lack of survival skills.  Lucky for you that I have a healthy respect for my brother.  Something that you also seem to lack,” he points out with a cluck of his tongue.  Stefan has been truly cursed to have such a disappointment as a brother.  “— it should concern you.  If I am worried of the damage they might do, think of the destruction they could bring to a weakling like you.”

     “Thank you. And I’ve got plenty of respect for my brother and his hero hair, don’t you worry.” He lifts a brow, amusement lacing his features and tone as he looks toward the Original. The fact that Klaus is lowering himself to insults means that Damon is getting under his skin, and that’s always going to be enjoyable. “I’m not too worried. If you’re concerned about the threat, you’ll deal with it. Makes it your problem.” 

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@meredithcheats​

“Maybe we have more in common than I thought,” Meredith retorts.  Not really, but she does want a healthy dose of alcohol in her coffee.  She deserves it after the last few days.  She is even willing to put up with him to make sure that she does (because it never looks good when the town doctor is sitting alone, slipping alcohol in her caffeine).  She scribbles a date on the bag, ensuring that she will know just how fresh it is.  Then she turns back to him.  “The usual is a cookie for blood donation but since you were such a good boy you can have a donut.”

     “Exactly what I’ve been saying all along. We’ll get along famously.” His lips tilt upwards for a moment, watching as she jots down the date on the blood bag before he rises from his seat. Her next comment makes Damon laugh softly, before he shoots her a grin. “You’re too good to me.” He shoots her a wink, then, hands set on his hips. “Right-- you chuck that in the fridge, and then it’s alcoholic coffee and donut time.” 

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@camillethebrave​

Klaus does. She wonders how Damon knows this.  But then again, it always seems that Klaus is facing down the barrel of some enemy.  It is an easy guess for the vampire across from her.  “I wouldn’t count yourself safe yet.  He might need to blow off steam.  You’d be easy picking,” she warns.  “Bourbon?”

     “Funny. But don’t be too worried about me, I’m definitely capable of looking after myself.” His lips pull upwards for a moment before he leans against the bar, his gaze flicking over her briefly. “Bourbon sounds great.”