🥃🩸Damon Salvatore Imagines🩸🥃

Imagine:9

Imagine: you turn off you humanity and Damon is your emotional trigger.

Warnings: violence.

Your POV:
You were at the biggest Halloween party in Mystic Falls.
You shut your humanity off 2 days ago and you've been having the time of your life.
It's great because you can do whatever you want whenever you want.
"Don't scream."
You looked into light blue eyes that were winged perfectly with eyeliner.
"Mmm"
You groaned and pulled away from the neck of 19 year old, Molly Davison. She was a blonde haired beauty and dressed in an angel costume. One of the more popular girls at school.
You dressed up as a vampire ironically. It just seemed fitting.
Strobe lights were flashing all around you and lasers were striking between the fog.
People were dancing on tables everyone just
having a great time. Especially you.

You made your way through the crowd, compelling and drinking from your fellow classmates. Blood dripped down your lips and onto your neck, but it looked like part of your costume.
The music got louder and you started swaying to every beat.
Hands were placed around your neck and intertwined with your hair. You looked up to meet deep piercing blue eyes.
"Damon."
You smiled drunkly and wrapped your arms around his neck.
"Hey baby..."
His voice was soft and almost sad.
He peered around him searching for a way out.

"This isn't like you, (y/n). You wouldn't hurt a fly...you hate drinking from blood bags because you feel guilty, and you always help people in the hospital if they really need it...and-"

"Damon, if this is another lame attempt to get me back, it's not going to work. I feel amazing like this. I'm never sad and there's no guilt...it's wonderful!"

You continued to sway your body to the music playing. He danced with you regardless of what you had said to him. But he was determined to find you. To get you back.
You kissed a couple for times then he slowly leaned in to whisper something in your ear.
"I'm sorry, (Y/n)."

Everything went dark.

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.

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You woke up on the grass in front of the Salvatore mansion. It was still nighttime.
You groaned touching your neck.

"What a dick."
You sat up, still dressed in your halloween costume and blood down your body.
"Ah, finally. She's awake.."
A very arrogant toned Stefan made his way to you.

"What do you want Stefan?"
You rolled your eyes, standing up and then dusting the dirt off of your skirt.
People began to appear behind him like an odd form of a sacrifice.
You laughed out loud.
"Real funny. Good job guys."
You applauded them sarcastically.
Elena appeared by Stefan and then Tyler by her.
Caroline followed tyler and Bonnie followed Caroline.
It seemed like the entire Mystic Falls began to surround you. But no Damon.
You looked everywhere for him but couldn't see him anywhere.
"What's going on? Where's Damon?"
They all stared in silence, forming a complete circle around you.
It seemed as if they were making a barrier to keep you in one spot.
"Where's Damon?!"
You asked again, but only filled with panic this time.
"I'm right here, baby."
Damon walked out of the front door of the mansion and straight up to you.
A light smile appeared on your lips as his hand touched yours.
"Now, Tyler."
Bonnie called out to him beside of her and he came up behind Damon.
Tyler struck back and bit into Damon's neck, making blood pour.
You knew what this meant.
Werewolf bites kill vampires.
"No no no!! WHAT THE HELL, TYLER?"
You went to tear his heart from his chest but you were being held down by Stefan.
You still didn't feel hardly any emotion.
Only because there was a solution...Klaus.
As the commotion happened, Elena and Caroline brought Damon upstairs.
"Let me go."
You struggled beneath Stefan as he pinned you down more forcefully.
He shook his head at Bonnie in disappointment.
"Fine."
He held his hands up in a surrender.
"Go... but Damon will be dead by morning.."
You shook Stefan off of you and stood on your feet once again.

"There's no way, you'll let your brother die."
You smiled at him in a snarky way. He stepped towards you with ice cold eyes.
"He had it coming. After what he did to Lexi...I could care less." He turned back away from you.
It wasn't much but you knew how strongly Stefan felt for his friend Lexi. Maybe he was right?
Your heart began to soften but no avail.
You marched to the front door of the house and swung it open, heading for the stairs.
Your feet carried you quickly to Damon's room, which was already empty besides him.
He was laid out across the bed.
He looked like shit.
He was sweaty and his eyes weren't as blue as they were before. He was mumbling and had a huge wound on the side of his neck and it looks like it was spreading or growing.

"Damon?"
Your voice was quiet and intrigued in him.
You crept quietly to the side of his bed and moved a damp piece of hair out of his face.
"...(y/n)..."
He managed to get out.
You started to worry frantically and gave him a quick kiss on the forehead.
"It's going to be okay, we can get Klaus and h-his blood!"
Your heart got excited at the thought of helping him but still stayed numb somehow.
His hand moved slowly to yours and gripped it kindly.
"N-no w-we can't."
He let out a breath and closed his eyes and you held his hand tighter.
"Why not, we can find him and then he ca-"
"He's in N-New Orleans....baby."
Your heart dropped as his breaths got slower.
"H-he wouldn't make it in time."
He let out one more breath as he barley moved his thumb against your hand.
"Damon?....Damon."
You shook him and couldn't tell if he was dead or not.
"Damon?!!"
Tears began to pour out of your eyes as you gave up the switch and everything came back all at once.
"No, please. Damon, please don't leave me."
You were hardcore sobbing now, you felt the worst pain in the back of your throat and your chest began to hurt like a billion stakes stabbing into you.
"It's alright, love. We'll fix him right up."
The familiar, deep British accent sounded from behind you.
Klaus.
He rushed to your side and patted your shoulder as he tipped a vial of blood down Damon's throat.
Damon awoke almost immediately and you seen the bite disappear.
"Thank you."
You managed to get out despite of feeling the worst you have in your entire life.
Klaus left the room and Damon pulled you into him on the bed.
"Come here."
You rested your head against his chest, crying into it.
He knew how much you were feeling right now because Elena went through the same thing.
He and Stefan has as well.
"It will be okay. You'll be okay, (y/n). I got you."
His hand stroked against your hair as your gripped to his shirt, then your sobs faded and you fell asleep against him.

They done it.
They got you back.

Here's another. Mwahhh🖤🖤✨🖤🖤