‍‍ ‍‍ 𝖒𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝖌𝙧𝙚𝙮 .ᐟ

is it better to out-monster the monster or be quietly devoured?

ᅠ her brunette hair would whip back around to face the creature, her brims parting in a scoff as she shook her head in disbelief. ‘ yeah, this is my fault because i decided to take a walk. damon; whatever this is, snap out of it. you’re putting you and stefan at risk. ‘ ᅠ

the ones that are scared of you, you mean ? you’re a wild card, Damon. must be hard trying to pacify yourself all the time.

Oh great..let me guess you’re off the rails again?

ᅠ damon. cool it. ᅠ

Blinks—

ᅠ approaching the male, she’d crane her neck slightly to ensure no one was around. ‘ yes—! do you want a repeat of founder’s day? god, clean yourself up. ‘ ᅠ

ᅠ she’s turning the corner in the town square, hues opening wide to see damon’s position. ‘ are you out of your mind?! ‘ ᅠ

then show me. ( skin shivered ubderbeath his warm breath )

kissed by the moon, loved by the night.

they both know she could tear him to pieces and file her nails at the same time — don’t confuse her affections or weakness.

and what’s your purpose, damon? ( she whispered, hands on his shoulders )

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝓽he girl who 𝐥̵𝐨̵𝐬̵𝐭̵ things. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀