#douchebaghybrid

[notgoodwithpromises]

+10

Damon was in the Grill, sitting at the counter with a glass of bourbon in his hands. His eyes were locked on the amber liquid as it swirled around the ice cubes, and his mind was busy thinking up every reason why he should definitely be drunker. When someone sat down next to him and took the glass from his hands, he turned to look at them, clearly annoyed. “If you want to lose a hand, that's definitely the right thing to do.”

[moved--blogs-blog]

( ♚ ) Line

goddamn it 

4/5

[hiswxrriorprincessarchive]

"When you leave me tomorrow, and I’m alone in this bed, I’m gonna wonder if you let people see all those bruises and bitemarks on your skin. I’m gonna wonder if they all know your my good little boy/girl or if they think they can have you, and that your there’s for the taking." (I dunno but it's funny)

       Elena shook her head, it was moments like this with Klaus that she didn’t quite understand, but appreciated. Like he cared for her. She smiled and looked up at him as she laid there under the sheets. “Do you want them to know, Klaus?"