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He will no longer use compulsion. (At least not that much.)

Crowley Demon. Demonic Deal-Maker. King of Hell. King of the Crossroads Cannon with AU tendencies Flexible timeline Alter of #DarkDevil Supernatural +OC's + Crossovers encouraged Trigger Warnings|Mature Themes|21+ #Retweet please

They are the king and the queen of TVD for a reason

“Happy Halloween, Mystic Fallers.” “Eat, drink and be scary.”

//Thank you, love. 🙏

[A heavy groan as he takes the seat beside her. With that cocky grin of his, Damon looks her up and down.] “Well. If it isn’t my favorite doppelganger. Wanna get drunk?”

[Damon tossed her up in the air, just enough so that it wouldn’t scare her. The more he did, the more she giggled her little heart out. He was in full on daddy mode.]

“Sounds like a blast. Let’s do it.”

🥀 Rose-Marie aka Reverie 🥀 "After running for 500 years, dying, and somehow coming back, I refuse to waste a single second of my time now." 🥀 Descriptive/Veteran Writer 🥀 RP on TL, DMs open for plotting 🥀 COs/OCs welcome 🥀 Personality of #DarkSinRebel 🥀 Like/RTs returned

- “Wait. Be a better man?” [Damon repeated, brows twisted into a scowl.] “You mean I’d have to obey traffic laws and stop eating people?”

- from Bonnie’s best friend, the older witch would see he wasn’t the devil she perceived him to be. Therefore, allowing the two to hang out. Which in turn, would score major points with Elena. Getting a refill, he shot the doppelganger a look.] -

- Sheila despised his kind. Loathed him. Without ever even giving him the slightest chance or making an effort to get to know him. To her, he was a monster. Not good enough to consort with her precious granddaughter. Maybe in time, with encouragement -

[Damon listened closely. Nodding and sipping his drink as Elena gave him the breakdown of his relationship with Bonnie. There was one thing they both agreed upon. The young Bennett witch, much like her grandmother, was not an easy person to win over. -

“Ooh. Someone’s in a mood.”

“Hi ya, pumpkin.” [Damon swoops up his daughter, her little arms squeezing around his neck.] “I missed you.”

[Damon’s phone was ready in his hand. He flashed a curious smile.] “And what would we be doing ?”

“Well. Not now that you’re here.” [He rolled his eyes. Truthfully, at times at least, Damon enjoyed her company. But he wasn’t going to admit to that.] “Looking for Stef? Sorry to disappoint you. Wonderboy ain’t here.”

“That’s a different look for you, isn’t it ?” [His jaw may have dropped a little]

————————— 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐨𝐯 —————————

“What’s a guy gotta do for some fun around here.”