#crowsalvation

[painofhumanity]

@crowsalvation continued from here

"Damon," he sighed. Enzo's sense of self-worth was next to zero, due to being a street urchin no one wanted in his human life, then thoroughly tortured and dehumanized for seventy years as a vampire. . . But Damon's level of self-loathing was truly a terrible marvel to behold. He loved the man so fiercely, and hearing him talk about himself like this broke his heart.

Vampire speed took him from across the room to mere steps in front of Damon in the blink of an eye, and Enzo took the other man's face in his hands.

"I have never believed anything more," he said firmly. "You are not some defective thing to be cast aside, Damon. You became exactly who you needed to be. A survivor. I wouldn't change anything about you. For as much as you frustrate me at times, and God knows that you do, I love you just as you are. I have since we shared those pitiful cells together."

Well. Enzo hadn't necessarily meant to say that, but he wasn't going to take it back, either. It was true. Damon could take it however he wanted, it would still be true.

[malka-lisitsa]

@crowsalvation Dark Damon, pre-crossover

The air smelled of blood as that little hotel room laid thick with five or so bodies. Some lifeless, some still twitching.

She caught his piercing blue eyes with her own as she drank the last drops from their final victim.

Katherine peeled her mouth away from his neck, teeth leaving flesh with a sickening squelch as she let the body drop to the floor. Licking her lips she beckoned her sire with a finger. Blood always tastes better licked from the lips of your lover.

[flappervcmp]

@crowsalvation cont. from here

Annie had been having a rough day, and she needed contact. A reminder that he was here, that he was real. Easiest way to do that? Sinking her fangs into his neck until she felt better. Luckily, he never denied her. She's not sure what she'd do if he did. Her fangs had been latched in his neck for a few moments now, her hand gently holding on to his neck as she trailed her thumb along the side. She felt his lips brush against the side of her hair, ears perking as she heard him speak. She had the urge to laugh, but she didn't want to choke herself. It was just something so... Damon to say while she had her fangs stuck in him. Carefully pulling away, she blinked at him, eyes wide as she watched him. A small hum fell from her lips as he swiped his thumb across her jaw, nodding a few times. "Better now." Leaning in quickly, she pressed a gentle kiss to his lips before pulling away, bouncing on her heels in front of him. "Was havin' a bad day. Icky thoughts going on. But I feel.. ok now."

[survivingpierce]

cont from here with @crowsalvation

         they lingered in the moonlit grove, hidden from the salvatore estate’s prying eyes. while it was easy to compel anyone who might see something, she didn't want to risk it. furthermore, this hidden love affair provided a nice thrill. katherine's eyes rested on damon who had sought her after probably seeing her walking through the gardens.

        his boyish smile, the way he rolled up his sleeve with such casual vulnerability, stirred something in her—a flicker of warmth she rarely let surface. damon was hers in a way stefan never fully was (even though she wished it to be different): eager, pliant, his human heart beating with a devotion that amused and endeared her. she loved him, yes, but it was a playful love, distinct from the soul-deep pull she felt for his brother.

        her lips curved into a teasing smile as she stepped closer, her gaze locking with his. "oh, damon,” she murmured, her voice like velvet, laced with a hint of mischief. "always so willing to bare your wrist for me." she reached out, her fingers brushing lightly over his offered skin, feeling the pulse beneath. "'take what you need', you say? how generous." her eyes sparkled with delight. sometimes damon could be too much, suffocating even. nonetheless, she enjoyed his limitless devotion.

        "would it make you happy if i accept your offer?"

[touchedbydestiny]

@crowsalvation requested a starter for amara & damon <3

        amara’s immortal heart pounded, her body quaking as life flooded back after 2000 years entombed in stone. the first moments that came upon her after she opened her eyes, her real eyes, had been numbing. what she saw, the pictures that played out in front of her eyes were hacked off and unreal. the world overwhelmed her, colors too sharp, air too crisp, the strange carriage's roar a deafening assault on her senses. revived, she was alive but drowning in sensation, her mind spiraling in shock. a stranger's hands had bound her wrists, his nearness suffocating, his touch a violation that made her skin crawl. she had recoiled as his piercing gaze lingered too close, igniting raw panic.

       confined in the strange carriage's trunk, amara slid helplessly with every turn, the metal walls amplifying her terror. unfamiliar sounds, mechanical hums, screeching wheels, clawed at her sanity, a cacophony from a world she didn’t know. her bound hands scraped the rough carpet, her body jolting with each swerve, bruising her against the trunk’s confines. she wanted to scream, but something in her mouth hindered her from doing so. her wide eyes darted in the suffocating dark, tears streaming, her breath hitched beneath the gag, her chest tight with fear and the alien pulse of life.

       suddenly, the trunk creaked open, harsh light blinding her. a silhouette loomed, his expression unreadable. his fingers tugged the gag from her mouth, although she tried to get away, the fabric scraping her lips raw. amara gasped, air flooding her lungs, her voice a trembling whisper. “get away from me…”

[doeeyedgilbert]

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"count me as surprised that you're even so blatantly self aware." she quips, scoffing in disbelief. really, she didn't think narcissists could do that. watching him step closer, doe-eyes became fiercer, bolder in their outrage when it came to his behavior and the terrible energy he put off and just OOZED with. "and glib." adding once he assures her he was completely AWARE, somehow she's only half a believer in that. "because i always like to give people the benefit of the doubt." elena corrects. which was bad on her, because clearly that was a mistake.

"then, what is it? what is the reasoning you take whatever is wrong with you out on everyone else..." she presses, arched brows lifting. "and p.s, my friends and i don't need your help. maybe if you'd stop being the reasoning that leads to every bad thing, there wouldn't need to be a reasoning for help in the first place. ever thought of that?" pushing his words back to him.

[littlebennettbitch]

“  drink this, it’ll help you relax.  ”

meme: comfort starters status: accepting (from mutuals)

There's no hesitation when Bonnie takes the mug Damon offers her. No snark or remark, just quiet acceptance. It's a far cry from their usual interactions and some part of her registers that. The rest of her still thrums with anxiety and the lingering panic she's only barely keeping off her face.

She murmurs her thanks - yet another thing she wouldn't do if she weren't so out of it - but honestly, she's grateful he's here. Damon's a solid presence, a warmth chasing away the chill of whatever tried to get to her. Bonnie still doesn't know what it was, but it scared her. She looks down at the hot chocolate in her hands, wrapping her fingers around it and hoping desperately that she stops trembling.

"What happens now?" She swallows, a lump in her throat and her voice drops to a whisper. "I don't want to be alone here, Damon." It's an admission that she wouldn't make once upon a time. She's making herself vulnerable, weak in front of him. But these days Damon's not just a reluctant ally, he's her friend. She trusts him.

[apex-royalty]

@crowsalvation

"Do you ever stop and wonder- are all my problems my own fault? I really think you should."