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"No, I'm consistent."

✝ selective damon salvatore roleplay ✝ gif chat, icons, gif icon, para, etc. everything goes ✝ mun is 18, muse is old as dirt so don’t worry  ✝ NSFW may be present but will be tagged accordingly along with triggers ✝ mun is 100% caught up on tvd ✝ can do a canon verse, a genderment!verse, and up for any au’s ✝ open to most plots and if you’re unsure just ask ✝ kik available to m u t u a l s 

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i'm officially turning this blog into an archive  however i will be remaking the blog and using the same url. 

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so after tonight's episode i have hella muse and it looks like i'll be good to get on tomorrow ~

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hello friends

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260+ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ғʟᴀsʜ ɢɪᴠᴇᴀᴡᴀʏ

3 people will receive 20 static icons and 10 gif icons of any FC of their choosing. only reblogs count don’t have to be following me, picking winners on october 18th

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Good luck ~

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Below the cut are 180-ish Ian Somerhalder/Damon Salvatore 100x100 icons from 6x02 Feel free to use them or save them, no need for credit.

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I’m going to have to go on an indefinite semi-hiatus for school and family reasons, I just can’t keep up with this account but I’ll still be here and I will definitely be back. Damon is my baby and I can’t leave him for too long. I will be dropping most threads in my drafts but I will be keeping the newer ones or ones that I have more muse for, so sorry for the dropped threads. Thank you to everyone who’s been so understanding and patient with my extremely slow self. I might just remake Damon and start over but we’ll see. - grace 

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Damon: Yeah they did. Damon: He got into a fight yesterday but I took care of it.

Text | Damon

Meredith: Did Zach’s school leave a message yesterday?

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I’m going to have to go on an indefinite semi-hiatus for school and family reasons, I just can’t keep up with this account but I’ll still be here and I will definitely be back. Damon is my baby and I can’t leave him for too long. I will be dropping most threads in my drafts but I will be keeping the newer ones or ones that I have more muse for, so sorry for the dropped threads. Thank you to everyone who’s been so understanding and patient with my extremely slow self. I might just remake Damon and start over but we’ll see. - grace 

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"Mommy..." Eve sits in her lap. "Tell me how you and daddy met! Aunt Caroline told me there was a lot of kissing." She giggled.

Meredith blushed. “Your father and I first met at Founder’s Day, you know that big party at Uncle Tyler’s house that I drag you guys to every year? Well he was actually there with your Aunt Caroline,” Meredith recalled. “I was with Aunt Bonnie, and I remember seeing Uncle Stefan and Aunt Caroline dancing, thinking it was weird because she was with daddy and he was with Aunt Elena.” Meredith realized she was rambling she shook her head. “Anyway. Your father came up to me and asked me to dance. I refused, but he was persistent. We danced to Saving All My Love For You by Whitney Houston.”

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Below the cut there are 300-ish 100x100 Elena Gilbert icons from 6x01  Feel free to use them, no credit needed. 

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Below the cut are 121 Ian Somerhalder/Damon Salvatore 100x100 icons from 6x01  Feel free to use them or save them, no need for credit.

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I’m going to have to go on an indefinite semi-hiatus for school and family reasons, I just can’t keep up with this account but I’ll still be here and I will definitely be back. Damon is my baby and I can’t leave him for too long. I will be dropping most threads in my drafts but I will be keeping the newer ones or ones that I have more muse for, so sorry for the dropped threads. Thank you to everyone who’s been so understanding and patient with my extremely slow self. I might just remake Damon and start over but we’ll see. - grace 

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Damon had seen more than enough girls at his parties who were doing their best to blend into the crowd and they still managed to be as transparent as their act. Her blush at being caught only increased his suspicions that it was rare for her to be out this late and to be at a college party. She looked and acted like her age, but Damon found it endearing in a way that he wouldn't dare say aloud.

"It's not strong, it's kinda fruity actually. The sorority girls are actually the bartenders for the night." he said, motioning over to the flock of girls holding various bottles of liquor. His eyebrow raised impossibly high hearing her excuse for staying sober. "Sober buddy? I'm sure your friend can handle herself just fine. If she's gonna make bad choices the time is now so that way she doesn't make them later." he reasoned, trying to at least get her to try the drink. He hadn't missed the flick of her tongue over her lips and in response he licked his own lesser lip. "As a guest of the Salvatore household you have to have at least one drink. It's a house rule." he said, completely making up anything he could to get her to loosen up.

          Dang it.

Brown eyes fixed themselves on a particularly grey painting up and over his shoulder hanging on the wall, as her heart sank in just one small moment as he seized the glass from between her fingers. She could feel the blush which rose in her cheeks following the way he lifted it to his lips, and that telling smile that spread across the male’s lips as he got a taste of her drink. Great… so she already looked like a lying little girl.

"—I’d rather not," she aimed for a convincing enough smile as he passed her his own drink, her eyes momentarily scanning the liquid before she held it back out toward him. "I-I mean, I’m my best friend’s sober buddy. If I start drinking there’ll be nobody to help her make the right decisions." And the lies just kept coming - this was probably the most devious Elena Gilbert had been in a long time. And it was just bad luck that it was coming at this moment… and not in any that could make her seem cool. But the temptation was strong as she stared down at the cup, tongue darting out to run over her lips while she forced herself not to try some. She just wasn’t that girl; she didn’t do this kind of thing. Drink, she meant. Elena didn’t really do… well, anything.

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It was rare for Damon to ever smile around anyone but the warmth of the memories from 1864 wrapped around him so tightly and so comfortingly that he couldn’t help but smile. She had always brought it out in him even on the days where it seemed a scowl would be living on his face for the rest of his days. He looked down at her wearing a playful expression, one he often found himself wearing after spending any amount of time with his friend. 

The raven haired man attempted to help Henrietta as much as he could but frankly his patience had never been a strong suit. He was a natural whereas she practiced just as much as he did and she still had to work harder. Their original teacher had given up on her but he never did, and he was elated that she found a way to stay alive now even though he was sure she had to use expression to achieve immortality. "C'mon, with two teachers you couldn't have gotten any worse. Otherwise the windows would break." he teased. His eyes lit up at the mention of his faborite snack but he sighed. "My diet's a little different now. Can't exactly enjoy those anymore."

A deep sense of warmth washed over her. Henrietta looked down to the floor as he smiled to her. That smile from the past that she hadn’t seen in so long. Something was telling her he never smiled like that anymore, which only made her own smile broaden. A small, pink hue stained her cheeks for a second before she shook her head and laughed lightly. As her hair fell into her face, she flicked her head to throw it back and glanced up at him through the top of her eyes.

A powerful wave of memories flooded her mind as he spoke about learning to play the piano. They both had learned to play together, but Henrietta never got the hang of it. She would have been lucky to play even the simpliest song without making a mistake. Sucking in a deep breath, she brought her head back up. “I probably play worse than I used to… If that’s even possible,” she said with a chuckle. Her lips then pulled into a wide smirk. “Though, I did perfect that pickle recipe,” she told him, remembering it used to be one of his favorites.

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I'm going to have to go on an indefinite semi-hiatus for school and family reasons, I just can't keep up with this account but I'll still be here and I will definitely be back. Damon is my baby and I can't leave him for too long. I will be dropping most threads in my drafts but I will be keeping the newer ones or ones that I have more muse for, so sorry for the dropped threads. Thank you to everyone who's been so understanding and patient with my extremely slow self. I might just remake Damon and start over but we'll see. - grace