@delenashome answered your question: What was your favourite TVD song?
It’s a tie between Wings and Belong by Cary Brothers. Another Love gets an honorary mention too.
AHHHHHHh! YES to wings and BELong BOTH ARE FREAKING AWESOME <3 BTw Belong got me through exams one year. I literally just replayed the song like 158 times.
OKAY BUT ANOTHER LOVE IS THE CLEAR WINNER FOR ME <3 YOu dont understand. EVERYTIME I HEAR THE CHORDS BEGIN ON THE PIANO I FREAKING SMILE. ITS AUTOMATIC, I CAN"T HELP IT I LOVE THAT SONG SO MUCH IM PRETTY SURE ITS MY TOP REPLAYED SONG
Timeline: 2018
Pairing: DE obviously
Rating: I’m not sure yet, suggestions welcome, currently - K+ or smth
Genre: fluff mostly, with a side of angst ofc
Summary: Hand trembling, she takes the small envelope and pulls out the card. She recognizes the handwriting, and it makes her eyes water.“Today is April 15, 2018. I love you.
A/N: I just write what I feel like writing, so I’m posting it now that it’s not finished so that you can comment :)
“No…”
He’s too late. Not even his vampire speed can help when the first thing he can see is Bonnie falling down, a gaping wound in her chest. The heretic didn’t get to her heart, but he was too damn close. Damon rushes to the attacker, ducking a swing and ripping his heart out as he goes, and drops to his knees next to Bonnie.
Blood, there’s too much blood, too little time. He may be late. Any second now, he may be late. Acting on an instinct, he bites his wrist.
“Don’t.”
He can’t make out the word at first, but Bonnie says it again, opening her eyes and looking at him with surprising clarity.
“You can’t heal me,” she whispers. “It’s too late. The blood may not work. It may turn me into a vampire.”
“It can-” Damon pauses as the meaning of those words sinks into him, a helpless, empty feeling settling in his stomach. The catch Kai was talking about. He promised there was no way to work around the spell. If they tried to, Elena would die. He doesn’t know if turning Bonnie into a vampire counted, but-
“You can’t risk it. I can’t, either. She’s my best friend. I can’t do that.”
“Bonnie…” His heart is breaking, because she is dying, but also because she is making that choice. And it kills him to know that he would choose the same.
He cares about few people in the world as much as he cares about Bonnie, but one thing didn’t really change. If it comes down to you and the witch again, I’ll gladly let Bonnie die. I will always choose you.
“It’s okay, Damon.” Her words are barely audible; if he weren’t a vampire, he probably wouldn’t catch that. “Tell Elena… I said hi.”
“Bonnie?” he stares at her, unable to believe that this is happening, but he doesn’t need to shake her or check for pulse to know what his senses tell him. She’s gone.
He has never hated Kai more than now. He has never hated himself more, because even as he is hurting, furiously wiping away at stray tears, there’s an ugly, selfish being hiding in his heart that feels the first stirrings of hope.
“I’m sorry, Bonnie.” He touches her cool hand, breathing in and out shakily. “I’m so, so sorry.”
He knows he has to get up and run somewhere, do something, but he needs a minute to say goodbye. That’s the least she deserved. He thinks Ric is there, saying something, asking something, but he doesn’t listen.
And then his phone rings.
The first thing she sees is blurry blue lines. She blinks, trying to make sense of them until she realizes she’s looking at the ceiling, the abstract pattern of the wallpaper making her head spin.
She looks around and finds herself in a small hotel room with a double bed, her body resting on soft white sheets. The stand lamp on the bedside table casts strange shadows around the room, a bouquet of roses in a vase right next to it. She reaches for the card automatically, without thinking, before she suddenly remembers how she fell asleep.
The wedding, Damon standing opposite her, his eyes telling her every word Ric was saying to Joe, Kai, screams, saying goodbyes, dancing with Damon, kissing him… and then nothing.
Hand trembling, she takes the small envelope and pulls out the card. She recognizes the handwriting, and it makes her eyes water.
“Today is April 15, 2018. I love you.
Damon.”
It’s been five years. She has been sleeping for five years. And Bonnie died when she wasn’t even 26 yet.
Tears she’s been withholding are falling freely now, and a heavy, heartwrenching sob makes her whole body shake. And another one. And one more.
The door opens, an elderly woman peeping into the room.
“Honey, you’re awake!” she says cheerfully. “Now, now, don’t cry. Do you want water? Or maybe something to eat?”
She wants both, but finds herself cowering instead, clutching a blanket to that same bridesmaid’s dress and wiping at the tears.
“Who are you? Where am I?”
“Damon asked me to look after you while you were sleeping. He warned me it might take quite a bit, but finally, here you are. My name is Karen, I’m the housekeeper here. You’re Elena, right?”
“Yeah,” she confirms warily, not quite ready to trust this stranger yet. “You didn’t tell me where I am. And where is Damon?”
Karen shrugs. “Wherever he came from, I suppose. You can call him. There’s a phone in the drawer.” She points to it. “And you’re in Dallas, Elena. In Texas.”
She laughs at the ridiculousness of her first thought. “I’ve never been to Texas.”
“Well, now you have.” Karen winks. “I’ll go fix you some soup. There’s a change of clothes in the closet, and the shower has hot water, if you’d like to freshen up.”
She leaves, and Elena yanks the drawer open, grabbing the phone. It has only four contacts – Caroline, Damon, Ric and Stefan. She dials Damon’s number, clutching the phone so tightly she’s worried she might crush it. It feels like she heard his voice just a moment ago, but he hasn’t heard hers for five years, and she can’t begin to imagine how he’ll react, what he’s going to do.
His voice is beautiful and pained and everything she needs to hear right now.
“Elena?”
“It’s me, Damon.” Then, pushing down another sob, she adds. “I love you, too.”
That’s the most amazing sound he’s ever heard. His chest is tightening more than it already has, and his free hand trembles, unable to cope with the need to reach out and touch her.
“How are you feeling? Are you all right?”
“I’m fine.” Her voice sounds just as broken as his, but he exhales in relief. “Is Bonnie..?”
He can’t say it at first, because he sees her dead body and the loss is still too fresh, and it hurts. Taking a deep breath, he manages to say it. “Yes. She’s dead. I’m sorry, Lena.”
Elena doesn’t say anything for a long time, but he can hear her breathing. He keeps quiet, too, letting her take her time.
“I’m going to miss her.” She chokes on the words, and it takes him all his strength not to break down, too. After a pause, she adds: “Why am I in Texas?”
He almost laughs at that. “I had to keep you away from here. It was too dangerous for you.”
She sighs. “Damon… can I come home now?”
He doesn’t want to say it, but she’s strong. She can take it. “No. Not yet. There are still some heretics on the loose. Not many, but until I’m done with that, I don’t want you to be near here.”
“When can I see you?” She clears her throat and he seems to hear her sob again.
“I’ll come to you. I’ll be there in four hours, maybe five. Don’t go anywhere, okay? Wait for me.”
She laughs a little, and it loosens up his chest a bit. “Okay. You’ve been waiting for five years. Five hours sounds doable.”
“I love you.” He wrote it on two thousand cards, but he needs to say it. He isn’t sure how, but he hears her smile.
@delenashome is such a gift in my life and I love her very very much and everyone needs to appreciate that beautiful girl so much ok she’s super special and important to me <3
And why the fuck would they let Lily and her coven live in the boarding house that is full of memories of Delena and now they'll ruin it forever. It also bugs me that Bonnie keeps repeating that she lost Elena too, like NO. Damon fucking lost the love of his eternal life and you lost a friend (good friend) but still NOT THE SAME. Also Matt being so resentful toward everyone supernatural, like yeah, it's everyone else's fault. And that is just the 1st episode cause I couldn't stomach the second.
In conclusion, I caved to the curiosity, and gave it a "chance" like your anon so kindly suggested, and it was a 43 minutes of my life that I will never get back. -_-
I hope you don’t mind me posting this, but there you go anon, another person who decided to give the show a so called chance and absolutely regret it. If I want the show to be canceled? Yes, I do. Why? Because the show lost its essence and those who used to love it struggle to go through an episode but are too faithful to it to quit, of course that if they hadn’t quit yet.
