Damon’s scowl froze the second the words shone up at him from his phone. His face, already remarkably pale in the glow of his screen, drained of what little color it had left. “Little witch,” he said in a low, dangerous voice that had a surprising lilt of unsteadiness to it, “what the hell did you do?”
WHY WOULD YOU POST THIS WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU I’M SCREAMING (actual screaming not tumblr screaming) NOT OKAY. NOT. FUCKING. OKAY.
darwinquark you are a special type of evil.
bamon and steroline endgame please i mean you really cant go wrong with that just think about it damon and stefan wont fight over the same girl and theyll both have people who love and respect them and theyll all be happy and next door neighbors at bonnie and caroline’s insistance and theyll help repair defan and everyone will be happy
What Damon Really Meant
Damon: Don't eat the prom queen.
Damon: Only I get to do that.
Can’t get over the fact that Bonnie went to Damon after finding out that Silas was appearing to her as Jeremy. Not Stefan, not Matt—Damon.