hate to say it but removing myself from the verses mentioned in the tags. i just can't keep up with doing threads with them and half of them aren't active as it is. really really sorry!

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hate to say it but removing myself from the verses mentioned in the tags. i just can't keep up with doing threads with them and half of them aren't active as it is. really really sorry!

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"So..." Elena had tiptoed from the spare room down the hall, appearing in Damon's doorway after momentarily hesitating. This was dangerous. Not literally, but emotionally. And yet she couldn't help herself as she looked at Damon, a not so hidden longing in her eyes, though she blinked it away, sending a little smile at him. She raised her eyebrow, questioning whether he was being honest that he didn't plan to sleep with her, but she couldn't help but admit being flattered, loving that he had thought of her, wanted her around even. "You had a dream about me?"
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damon: mh had a drem bout yuo. cme back.
lena: come back?
♛ --- Made the choice to leave this verse. I adore the plot and pretty much everyone in it but with all the threads I just found, all of which I owe replies on as well as the other verses I am in and the limited time each day sadly only offers, I don't think I could be active in this verse as much as I would want to be and as much as the verse would deserve so I'm leaving the verse and hope someone who can do it justice will take over Bekah.
Bio for withoutxmemories verse should be done by Wednesday the latest! I have to go into hospital that day and it's just been so irritating with school etc, but I shall try and get it up by then! :D

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♛ --- Got a ton of my replies done today but it's late so I'm not starting anything new tonight anymore. Bio for the withoutmemoriesau will be up tomorrow. If anyone in either of the verses would like to plot, just like this post and I'll jump and message you tomorrow!
withoutxmemories starter for giuseppesfirst
It was like getting punched in the chest. It wasn't the most romantic thought or feeling she ever had, but as her brown eyes landed on Damon Salvatore, it was exactly what she felt. Like getting round house kicked in the chest. She couldn't breathe, she couldn't think, she simply stood there, her mouth gaping open for a moment as she soaked it in. How plausible was it that he was actually there? Was she dreaming? Elena Gilbert finally sucked in a breathe, his name falling from her lips. "Damon?" She didn't wait for him to answer, just the shift of his head, the way he recognized his name was enough, and before she even thought of it she ran. Her feet barely hit the ground, her long hair a trail of messy curls that she hadn't bothered to style behind her, her body flinging itself at him. Arms wrapping around his neck, her face buried in his neck, tears in her eyes as she squeezed them shut and she pressed her lips against his firmly, passionately. She couldn't not kiss him. Real or not, she never thought she'd see him again. "How are you here?" She finally mumbled, her hands in his hair as she finally pulled away. Everything was so overwhelming, her teary eyes scanning his face, taking all of him in. He was here. She could feel him, hear him, talk to him again. It was a miracle.