#damon rps

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take your hand, I'll make it right

The loss of a loved one is painful. The loss of a brother? Unimaginable. A pain that she herself at one point had experienced. A pain that consumed her to the point where the better option was for her to simply not feel at all. She knew now, that turning off her humanity wasn't a true solution. More like a temporary distraction or a way to numb the pain... if only for a little while. But there was a huge difference between when she had lost Jeremy and now, with Damon just having lost Stefan. He wasn't a vampire, that escape all vampires had the option of taking. He no longer had that. Like it or not, his emotions were there lingering for him to confront.

Torn between wanting to give him space and not wanting to spend an instant away from his side. On that day, she chose(or really forced herself) to give him space. Focusing on the one person who loved Stefan almost as much as Damon. Caroline. She was handling it as best as she could. A smile almost always on her face. Remaining as bubbly and optimistic as she could, if only for her daughters. That in itself was another reason she spent the day with her best friend. Her daughters. Her beautiful twin girls. A pleasant surprise but certainly a surprise none the less. So much like Caroline but they also looked so much like Ric.

If Elena were being completely honest, she could have spent even longer with them. She had plenty of time later. For now, now that it was getting later, there was someone else who needed her...

"I'm home!" She called out to the otherwise silent house. No lights on, the sun beginning to fade outside and night quickly approaching. If she didn't know better, she would swear up and down that she was here in the Boarding house alone. Her brows furrowed together. "Damon?" Onto the house she stepped lightly. Her keys and purse set down on a table as she made her way further inside. Maybe, he wasn't here after all. When she left earlier she didn't know he had plans. But for all she knew that had changed.

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Can you still see the heart of me

"Oh my god." "She's waking up."

"Elena...? Elena, can you hear me?"

Voices. Faint at first slowly grew louder. Time kept on and with each passing second, the youngest doppelganger was slowly pulled from her possible eternal slumber. The sleeping curse had finally been broken. No true loves kiss, nothing like that, it took a life. Her best friends life(that's a completely different story). There a small stir, brows furrowed and then the moment everyone in the room had been waiting for. Her eyes fluttered open. "Wha-" Feeling groggy, was it just her or was the room actually spinning? Ten years sleeping would have that effect on a girl(another detail that she's not aware of). Her gaze was drawn downwards, a hand holding here. Heart skipping a beat but sitting on the edge of the bed, the person holding her hand. It wasn't him. "Thank god." Caroline was even closer then, letting her hand go only to wrap her arms around her. The embrace returned, it was hard to be disappointed at least for the time being. She was awake.

"Bonnie! Is she..." Elena pulled back, sitting up. Brown eyes widening ever so slightly, in the pit of her stomach was dread. Trying to brace herself for what she was sure she'd hear in those next moments. "She's in transition." Stefan's voice broke through the silence, and through all the horrible thoughts swirling around in her mind. In Transition. "We'll tell you all about it later. What matters is that she's going to be okay. You both are." Caroline was on the verge of tears by that point and Elena swore she had never seen her smiling so brightly. Bonnie was going to be okay. And that was like a huge weight off her chest. She was going to see her best friend again.

A room full of those she loves, almost everyone that matters to her here. Two notable absences. One had been explained... While the other. "Where's Damon?" Looking around the room, half expecting him to walk in at that moment. Or for him to have been there the entire time and she had somehow missed him. The look that Caroline and Stefan exchanged didn't go unnoticed by her. "What's going on...? Where is he" "Elena...he wanted us to give you this." In Caroline's other hand was a folded letter that she hadn't noticed before. The smile gone as if it had never been there to begin why. She took the letter, torn between hastily reading it and pushing it away, simply demand again to know what had happened. Deep breath, My dearest Elena.... Is how the letter began and it went downhill from there.

"No." By the time she got to the end, she hadn't realized how tightly she was gripping the paper, how it was crumbled and on the verge of tearing. "No..." She repeated a little pounded this time. "This wasn't.. This wasn't supposed to happened. He was.." She was trembling, something she didn't realise until she felt a hand on her shoulder. "I told him not to wait for me. He was supposed to be happy, I didn't want this..." It was like a switch had been flipped in her, the pained expression she wore became normal. Or as normal as it could be. It hurt, like someone had reached in and literally tore out her heart but she couldn't sit around feeling sorry for herself. "Where is he." She looked around the room. At first no one wanted to meet her gaze, the huge giveaway that at least one of them knew. "Elena, I-" "Stefan. Where. He. Is."

"The barn.." "What?" "The barn where, the wedding. Alarics wedding. Today is the anniversary of that day. Damon always went back there on this day. Even when he started to not care about anything else, he never stopped going there. And that's where he'll be today.." "Then that's where I'm going." She said, quickly getting to her feet. There were protests of course. That was to be expected, her friends out of concern tried to talk her out of it. Eventually a compromise was made. Caroline drove her there, making her promise that she's call of she needed anything. Basically in more words than necessary, to call if Damon tried to hurt her. "Caroline. I'll be fine. This is Damon. No matter what you've seen or what this letter says. He's still my Damon, and I'm going to get him back."

Nothing was going to keep them apart. Not death, not destiny, and certainly not Damon himself. But that didn't make Elena any less anxious as she stood alone outside the barn. Deep breath, she could do this. If Damon had managed to get her bank when she forgot her feelings for him. Then she could win him back when his feelings were gone. A loud creak, she nearly cringed, the sound of the barn door opening alerting him to the fact that he wasn't alone.. If he haven't noticed already. He may very well have. Her rapid beating heart was probably another dead giveaway. "Damon...?" She called out softly. Stepping inside the barn. Trying not to think of the moments spent here. The last moments they spent together. Their last happy moments together. Memories she'd rather remember  fondly many years down the road with him, not like this. "I got you letter." Waiting for him to step into view waiting anxiously while deep down afraid of what she might see...

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Heaven, Hell, or something worse(Day 1)

            People talk about the cliche of 'seeing the light' when they die. But it's not really something could ever be proven if it happens or not; seeing as a dead person can't exactly share their experience of dying. She had died before, more than once but there was something different about it. The other side was collapsing, unable to find Damon and before she could even think to go back to Bonnie she was suddenly out of time. And that's where that bright, blinding light comes into play. It surrounded her, practically consumed her. Now here's where it gets really weird. As it fades away, Elena found herself standing in the middle of the road. Brows furrowed together, she was confused. For many, many reasons. She wasn't in the road before and what in the world was that. Small, almost genitive steps. She recognized where she stood, in the middle of Mystic Falls. The sound of footsteps, she quickly spun around. In her confusion, it was hard not to feel relief. "Oh thank god. There you are, I looked all over for you-I didn't know where you went." Her words rushed, like she didn't have much time to get it all out. "Maybe we're not too late, if we're still here we just have to find Bonnie." Still in Mystic Falls, that was a good sign. Right?

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We were built to fall apart (1x01 DE revamp)

          She needed some air, a couple minutes to just get away from everything and everyone.So far she had been handling herself well but she isn’t perfect. Her facade, it’s something she could only keep up for so long. Only so many times she could assure everyone she’s fine before they stopped believing her.  If she were being completely honest with herself; coming out here had been a terrible idea. Sure she was determined to get back to normal and goes to parties, especially bonfires was normal. But a party like this one, was where she had been at the night she lost both of her parents.Thinking about that night sort of put her plans on acting like everything was normal again.

“Caroline!” Elena as just about to keep on going until she noticed one of her friends. Grabbing her arm, as if part of her was expecting the blonde to keep on walking. “Elena, is everything okay..?” Crap. Did she not look ok. This is exactly why she needed to step away for a couple minutes. “Oh, yeah. I’m fine.” She was quick to assure her, fake smile and all. “I just wanted to go for a walk. I need some air. If you see Stefan could you tell him I’ll be back soon?”  If anyone would be more than happy to distract the new guy in town in was the girl standing beside her. “Uh sure, I’ll let him know if I see him.” But they both knew as soon as Elena walked away she’d be looking for him. Right now, that’s fine with her. She didn’t want him or anyone else following her. 

Turning around heading in the direction that she had planned to before the temporary stop. Her arms crossed in front of herself, she walked in silence. The further away from everyone the better. She knew these woods like the back of her hand, being out here alone even at night didn't bother her. The further she walked, the quieter it became. The sound of voices began to fade out, shortly by the music playing in the background. Until  all that was left was the sound of leaves crunching under her sneakers. Far enough away, Elena pulled her phone from out of her pocket, a force of habit. But as she found heself about to dial the number she always did when something was bothering her. She quickly realized that there was no one for her to call. Her Mom, just as much her friend as she was her parent. The one person she could call no matter what the problem. Cruel irony at it's worst, the one person she wanted to talk to now, it was the one person she couldn't. Words couldn't even begin to describe how much Elena misses her, her and her Dad. 

She had stopped walking by this point, standing at a point where the forest had started to clear. The road was in sight, only a couple feet away. Did she even want to be here anymore? Not like she had much of an option. Aunt Jenna would come get her. But did she really want to do that to her? They both knew what had happened the last time she wanted to leave a party early... Holding back a sigh, staring at her phone screen. Debating if she should or not. A twig snapped, causing Elena's head to jerk up, heart skipping a beat. She wasn't scared, it's just that she hadn't exactly expected anyone else to be out here. For all she knew she was just letting her imagination get the best of her. "Hello...?" She called out. Head turning from one side and then to the other. "Stefan..?"  Maybe he had come looking for her after all? Or she was just crazy and talking to an animal that just happened to pass by. 

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Piece by piece ; Delena

      Why had Katherine come back to town? Everything had been fine without her. Well technically not fine but things were bad enough. When it all seemed to have worked out for the better, she came into the picture. Since then, she seemed to make it her goal to make those in Mystic Falls as miserable as possible. She swallowed hard, slipping her tee shirt on over her head. In the process of getting dressed after her shower, in her reflection it was hard not to notice the now fading bruises on her arms. Not to mention the ones she currently couldn’t see. The reason Elena had been so standoffish with just about everyone she cares about, it was because of Katherine. Of course. A spell that had been cast. ‘Lucky’ her, the older vampire had stopped by to share with her all the details of what had happened. 

One moment everything had been fine, she was sitting on her bed writing in her diary. The next it felt like someone was touching her, kissing her.. As crazy ass it sounds t continued on. The ghost touches she felt on her skin growing stronger, more pleasurable, enough to make the pain that came with it almost none existent. Then it got stranger, more intimate, she wanted to scream but the problem was even in her panic, it felt so good. Thanks to Katherine later that night she got her answers. Not that it made her feel any better. Honestly she would have preferred to have felt like she was simply crazy. 

The older vampire had tied the two of them together. Whatever Katherine felt, so did she. and She had been all to eager to inform Elena that earlier she had managed to seduce Damon. Let’;s just say, what Elena had for dinner earlier, she soon became reacquainted with it as she hovered over a toilet bowl. That was a couple days ago and Elena now didn’t feel any less disgusted. How was she supposed to get over that. How was she supposed to tell anyone what had happened? Assuming that Katherine hadn’t blabbed to anyone that’d listen. With a sigh, Elena left her bathroom, every intention of going to bed and try to get some sleep. 

She barely made it past the threshold of her bedroom when she quickly came to a stop. Turn around and walk right back out the door. Act like she hadn’t seen him(right) like she’d be ab;e to pull that off. But did it matter if he knew she was avoiding like he’d become the plague. All that mattered was getting away from him as soon as humanly possible. Her luck the one person she was avoiding more than any other, the person she currently wanted to do with was here in her bed room. Perched comfortably on her bed like he belonged there. Any other time she was have greeted him with mild(not all that believable) annoyance. 

Because of what had happened, this wasn’t any other time. She could barely stomach the thought of looking at Damon right now, much less being in the same room as him. Being around him brought with it a rush of emotions she was currently doing everything possible to ignore. See Elena didn’t want to think about how amazing it had all felt, because then she’d think about how disgusted it made her fell, and how terrible it made her for how amazing it had felt at the time. “What are you doing here Damon.” She could barely meet his gaze, keeping her distance, not having moved a single inch since she realized he was there. 

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Our bittersweet reunion

Her eyes flew open with a gasp, a sharp intake of breath for the first time in a very long time. It took a moment for her to process but from where she was laying there wasn't’t much to see. Nothing but darkness, in a small confined space. Her hands raised, but not getting far before coming into contact with something solid. So she gave a push, it took some effort but the coffin gave and the lid was pushed open. What had happened? How long had she been gone? Bonnie. Her first thought went to her best friend. What had happened to her. She wanted to believe that somehow they had fond a way but deep down she knew that wasn’t the case. If this had been planned she certainly wouldn’t have been waking up alone. Gripping the edge, out of the coffin she slowly got out of. At least she knew where she is, a place she had come to many times before. With a lot of questions, and no way to get answers in here she left the crypt and the cemetery, and the sight she was greeted to. Well she didn’t know what to expect but this certainly wasn’t it. 

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We never go out of Style; Delena

Elena shook her head, brushing off Jo's apology. "It's fine, really. I don't want to hear it. Go find your sister."With the bride as she did her rounds, talking with her family. Stepping aside with her when she needed a break. Spending time with her until Jo heard that Liv had come as well. Elena wasn't about to let her feel guilty. She wasn't bring ditched, besides there was a person or two she wanted to see herself... Brown eyes glanced around as she stepped into the main room of the wedding reception. There were plenty of people here she knew, many she could mingle with. Right now, there was only one person she wanted to see. Her eyes practically lit up, and her smile grew when she say him.

 Wasting no time crossing the room, finally in front of him she said, "There you are, I was beginning to wonder if maybe you had kidnapped Ric to go get something to drink." She teased, approaching the man she had been looking for since Jo had been pulled away from her. The wedding had gone beautifully, she honestly couldn't have asked things to have gone any better. She was honored to be here, even more so to be apart of this. When she had introduced Jo to Alaric, never in a million years could she have imagined it leading to this. Now, it made all the sense in the world. They were good for each other, they made each other happy. To some it might feel like they rushed into it, but who cares how long they had known one another. When you're in love, time doesn't matter. When you meet the person you know deep down you're supposed to be with, why wait. 

 "Oh." Something caught her attention, enough to make her lean forward. Her hand plucking a piece of straw from off of Damon's tux, one that had been overlooked earlier. "Missed one."  She explained holding up the small strand she had pulled from off the collar of his tux. She had almost over looked again, barely noticeable. Letting the straw slip from her grasp and fall to the floor. Elena honestly didn't think it would be possible for her to stop smiling, even if she wanted to. Today was, dare she say it, perfect in everywhere possible. With every moment that passed it seemed to only get better. 

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I’ll always choose you ; Delena ;

 A groan slipped from past her lips. She swallowed, not expecting such a simple action to hurt so much. Where was she? What had happened. Slowly coming to, her head was throbbing. The pain was the first thing she noticed and honestly it was hard to focus on anything else. She would have sworn she had just gotten hit by a truck, at least that’s what it felt like. What had happened. Her eye lids closed tightly, forehead scrunching up, winching. What was the last ting she remember, she and Damon had been together. Caught up in their own little world they had almost missed the wedding. The wedding. She had walked down the isle and stood behind Jo. As  Ric said his vows she remember being unable to help herself and her gaze kept flickering to Damon. 

Then everything went wrong. Oh god. Kai had- Jo! With a gasp her eyes flew open. Bringing forth a hiss of pain from her lips, she winced. Kai had ruined everything. he was back?! How was he back?! Something had hit her and everything was a blur after that. “Wha-” She had to stop, clearing her throat realizing how hoarse she sounded. She was moving, in a car...It was dark outside. “Damon...?” She forced herself to swallow like that simple action would be enough to make her feel better. She felt dizzy, and she couldn’t tell you what parts of her didn’t hurt. “What are you doing? Wh-where are we?” 

A glance out the window wasn’t enough to tell her that, she didn’t recognize anything. The fact that it was pitch black outside not exactly helping her cause. “Is Jo okay? What happened? Where is everyone else.” Her questions running into each other, her voice raising an octave, panic slowly settling in. What had happened?! Where were the others? Were they okay. “You have to stop the car. Take me back.” She insisted, forcing herself to exhale slowly, why did it had to hurt so much, She didn’t have time to worry about herself “Pull over Damon!”