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i’m lurking 1x1s on this account and so did not expect an anon (it’s been like two years since i’ve had one, like you said) but i’ll try to explain.  i haven’t stopped writing — i’m actually writing several 1x1s on discord right now.  for me, adulthood happened and i didn’t have time to do the whole full-blown tumblr rp thing (all the things you have to make in photoshop, the formatting, and the 10x extra aesthetic work that goes into each reply.)  and honestly, the community i was a part of DIED.  hard.  now, my dash will have something every two hours at most.  i would love to find a new community here (i’ve been eyeballing the cute lil twilight community i found today SO HARD) but i just don’t know anymore.  also, let’s be real, end-of-show damon was a complete wreck and i haven’t been into his character in a while even though i’m sure some AUs and plotting could change that.  if we used to write, feel free to message me for my discord and i would love to talk. <3

               ❛  why don’t you ever come here bringing me GOOD news?  like maybe a kitten was saved from a burning building or something.❜ their lives weren’t exactly sunshine & rainbows – but she was tired of being constantly on edge that someone was going to bring her bad news. her eyes follow him as he moves, arms crossing over her chest. it wasn’t the first time she’d been alone with him, but she didn’t believe he was just here for a SOCIAL CALL. his comment makes her roll her eyes, ❛  they’re all good. i’m just paranoid and can’t focus on a pizza party or a shirtless guy in a movie when this is looming over my head. ❜

                she hears the sound of the door opening & closing, the foreign sound of heavy footsteps – ❛ hey, we don’t exactly let strangers in –  ❜ she’s surrounded by spell books, each charting out the family lines for generations & each with their own spells. a part of her has no idea exactly what she’s looking for within the books but all she can think about is that she’s missing something important. her one safe haven was knowing that she wasn’t going to have anyone standing over her shoulder all day. she could get rid of the anxious feeling that something bad was going to happen alone. she thinks it’s a stranger because no one ever shows up at her house. they call & she meets them somewhere. her brow is raised when she sees damon, expression confused even if she’s relaxing already.  ❛ if you’re here to tell me that someone’s in trouble or that caroline is making you play messenger for the circle, i’m going to scream.  ❜

I’m still here love (heart)

                       ✖ @crazyimpulsive

                        ❝   i’m TIRED.   ❞   her words are muffled by his chest, her face pressed against his black stretch cotton shirt. a soft sigh escaped past her lips as she turns in his hold, teeth digging into pink lips. the days events continued to replay through her head as her eyelids fluttered. the two had had a … long day, to say the least. between silas pretending to be stefan, compelling kennedy to try & kill damon, & then disappearing altogether, kennedy was still a bit freaked out. it was the first time she had dealt with compulsion herself, seeing as she was a witch, & now that she knew what it felt like, she was a little more grateful that she was immune to all other forms of compulsion.

                        ❝   i wanna go home.   ❞   she knew she still had CLASS the next day, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. right now, all the brunette wanted to do was curl up in damon’s bed & go to sleep.

       kennedy’s an open book to him right now, which kills all of the more tactless jokes that rise to his lips.  she’s EARNED tired after today, and if there’s one skill he’s worked on over their summer together, it’s how to have a real moment.  he hums in acknowledgment, the sound vibrating through him lightly as he pretends to mull over her complaint.  his voice is tired but comfortable, teasing -- a tone she’s used to by now.  ❛  already? ❜    his hands smooth up and down her back soothingly, chin resting on top of her head as he tries to reconcile the disastrous events of today.   he’d briefly thought she was going to kill him, so there was that.  as if damon wasn’t already horrified at the  things kennedy had to deal with in the last few months, she had to be mind-controlled to nearly kill her boyfriend on top of it.  it only makes his existing river of rage toward silas run stronger.