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Forthcoming

Returning to Mystic Falls for a visit, Elena awakes to find she's been sent unwillingly into the past. Not only does she have to avoid changing past events; she must also deal with a cold and detached Damon who is the only one who knows she's there.

Original source: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7073903/1/Forthcoming

Chapters: 17

Published: June 12, 2011 - December 31, 2011

Words: 41434

Rated: Fiction M - Language: English - Genre: Romance/Supernatural - Characters: Elena G., Damon S. - Reviews: 117 - Favs: 132 - Follows: 95

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Epilogue

Chapter 7

~Ѱ~

2014

After entering the Gilbert home, Katherine glanced around as Stefan stood silently stiff near the front door. "Huh, it hasn't changed a bit in all these years…" she mused, still curling her dark curls.

"Do you sense trouble or is it just an app on your phone now?" Damon remarked, not bothering to look up at Katherine or Stefan from the book in his lap.

"Ooh, someone's a little on edge. Where's little Elena? She's missing from this happy reunion… along with blond-ie and her wolf boy." Katherine replied as she tapped one of her nails against her plump red lips.

"Wouldn't you like to know…" Damon rolled his eyes as he set the grimoire down before turning towards the pair, "Why are you two here?"

This time Stefan spoke up to answered his brother, "We heard through the proverbially grape vine Jenna and Ric were getting married. We thought we pay our respects and support."

"Stefan just wanted to mail a gift," Katherine added with her usual disappointed expression, Stefan just shrugged at her input.

"It's been delayed," Jenna informed them, once again taking a position by Alaric.

When Katherine just raised an eye brow in obvious questioning. Damon finally decided to include them on their current situation, "Bonnie found out Elena and I are together now, got upset, and decided to send her back to either 2009 or 2010 - she isn't quite sure."

"Wow, you two finally decided to hook up together. Called it," Katherine smirked before grabbing a glass of white wine, "Cheers to you two."

"Katherine," Stefan warned before turning to his brother, "I'm happy you two finally worked things out… just can't believe Bonnie would do something like that to Elena once you guys were happy."

"That's what I said!" Jenna interrupted rashly, raising her hands wide in exclamation. "Well, it was," she defended herself after everyone just stared.

Alaric just smiled and patted her on the back, "I think you've had enough to drink, Jenna."

Bonnie bowed her head at Stefan's statement, trying to hide her guilt and shame from the group but it didn't go unnoticed by Damon and Jeremy as the young Gilbert once again took a position by his girlfriend to offer comfort.

"Anyway… ," Damon paused as he waited for the attention of the group, "We're trying to find a way to get her back here… so maybe if you guys could… I dunno, lend a hand?" Damon asked slyly before tossing Katherine a grimoire.

"Of course," Stefan smiled courteously, picking up a grimoire himself.

"Actually, could I talk to you outside instead?" Damon asked, motioning to the front door.

Stefan hesitated for a moment as he turned to Katherine as if to see she would behave herself or possibly asking for permission.

Katherine rolled her eyes as she spared a small smile in his direction before she cracked open the musty old book.

"Sure," Stefan simply stated as he followed his brother onto the front porch.

The brothers stayed in silence for a while - reflecting, pondering, and figuring out their words so nothing would be misunderstood between each other.

"Are you really here for the wedding?" Damon spoke up first.

Stefan just nodded, knowing his brother would see he had no reason to lie - though the reunion was still awkward for both of them.

"You're happy with her?" Damon asked next, thinking that would be a better direction to go.

Stefan smiled before resting his forearms on the railing, "Yea… we seem to complement each other quite well…"

Damon smirked as he quirked his eyebrow in both humor and disbelief, "Really?"

Stefan nodded after a having a slight laugh about it himself, "Really. After I was able to forgive her and we both moved on from the past, it was pretty obvious we balanced each other out."

Damon nodded, "Yea… you're sounding like some crappy romance movies Elena would never succeed in getting me to watch,"

"If you've never seen one, how do you know what the dialogue would sound like?" Stefan laughed as his brother pulled a face.

"And you and Elena also balance each other out… I guess that's where I got Elena and me wrong."

"What are you talking about, Stefan?"

"Elena and I were too similar, and yet didn't understand the other at all."

"And you understand Katherine?" Damon asked, eye brows rose in suspicion.

"As much as one person can understand another, yes - I do. Don't tell me you don't understand Elena?"

"What? Of course I don't. I just try my best not to screw up again like killing Jeremy again and I seem to be okay, most of the time."

"Damon…" Stefan sighed, knowing his brother had grown more than he was letting on.

"Not sure about Bonnie though," Damon remarked nonchalantly.

"Damon."

"I might kill her after this or find away to limit her powers…"

"Damon!"

"Like bandwidth… just so she's more careful with what stupid spells she does… maybe include blocking that aneurism spell she does too."

"Damon…" Stefan groaned; there was no winning with him. 'Poor Elena.'

"If you two are done bonding and catching up, I think we've found something," Katherine interrupted the two before she disappeared back into the living room.

The brothers shared glances of understanding and slight annoyance on Damon's part towards Katherine before the two rejoined the group.

Only a couple minutes had passed even though it felt like an eternity, one Damon wouldn't mind spending if he could continue holding Elena in his arms. Yet, the moment had to come to an end as the owner still standing in the door frame cleared her throat.

"If you are alright now, dears, I need to get back to my chores…" she faded off before leaving the couple to their problems, closing the door on her way out.

Elena was pulled fully into the waking realm and realized where she truly was. She was in the bed & breakfast in the past instead of in her own time with her own Damon like she originally thought. With her illusion and hopes crushed, Elena pulled away from Damon and walked away to gain distance from him.

Damon nodded, trying to hide the disappointed look upon his face. While he waited for her to respond or even speak, a thought crossed his mind.

"Elena?"

She turned around, still slightly dazed, "Yes?"

"Who's Klaus?"

Elena's eyes widened as she resisted a face palm at her stupidity, "Damon…"

"I know there is a lot… about the future… you don't want to tell me. But… it's obvious there is something bothering you… I," Damon stopped, taking a moment to collect his words and thoughts, "I want to be able help you while you're here."

Elena took a deep breath before she took a seat on the bed, motioning Damon to do the same. "If I tell you what happened… you might try to change what has happened… and I can't take that chance. I appreciate that you dislike seeing me in discomfort but Damon- if you change things that are supposed to happen then… I might not have a home to go back to or I might just disappear all together."

Damon stared at her for a moment, "Elena… where would you get an idea like that?"

"One of my college classes I took…" she answered with a weak smile as she studied her hands in her lap.

Damon rolled his eyes before countering her notions, "I get where you're coming from… I guess. But Elena, if I don't know what has happened then how can we figure out a way to send you back? Do you even know how you got to the boarding house to begin with?"

Elena just stared at her hands, twisting them while an uneasy feeling rose up from her stomach, "Last thing I remember… which I think I've already told you… was going to sleep in your bed after I got back from Bonnie's. We came back to Mystic Falls for Jenna and Alaric's wedding, that's all."

Damon tried to ignore the feeling forming in his chest as he thought about Elena and him living together, being together - Elena willing to not only be in his bed but in his bed with him all night.

"Could this Klaus guy… could he be someone who could have sent you here?" Damon asked, looking directly at Elena with a strange intensity.

"Maybe… but he can't, he's dead now. At least he's supposed to be…"

"Elena, you're either dead or you're alive, its one way or the other," Damon pointed out her flaw in logic.

Elena gave short laugh, "You would think…"

"Well, if this guy is dead then why is his memory still bothering you?"

Elena sighed, typically Damon - never dropping anything till he was satisfied with an answer. "You don't know what type of person Klaus was… What he did…" Elena's voice faded off, not wanting to have those memories reemerge.

"Then tell me." Damon stated bluntly.

"I can't…"

"God Elena, you ask me to trust you but give me nothing buy scraps like some dog! You didn't even warn me about Isobel being your mother… or Pearl - threatening me today about the device… or the tomb vampires…" Damon began to yell as he stood up from the bed, running his hand through his hair in frustration.

"I told you I can't…"

"You know what, I hope you do disappear. It would make my life a hell of a lot easier."

"Damon…" Elena gasped, forgetting how harsh and cruel he could be.

"Everything has gone to hell since you've arrived. How do I know it's not because of you that Katherine wasn't in the tomb like she was suppose to be?"

Elena's eyes went cold after hearing his accusation, "Why do you keep going back to Katherine?"

"Well, it's been about Katherine for a hundred and fifty years, and I want her back… like how it's always about Stefan with you…"

Elena stopped as her eyes widened as his choice of words, "What…"

"You know what, Elena; figure it out on your own. I have better places to be," Damon concluded as he exited through the window once again.

Elena sat there for a moment, letting the tears run freely before wiping them away. She knew the only reason Damon had such an effect on her now was because she had a relationship with him in the future.

"Watch out for two tomb vampires attacking Stefan and you in the boarding house living room later tonight," she called out the window in clear rebellion before turning back to her thoughts.

Who was she kidding? He always had an effect on her. She knew now though, Damon just wanted to be emotionless and feel nothing in return. Katherine always seemed to make him react that way, especially after she returned to the small town.

Elena changed, thinking she might as well go to bed even though she felt like she once again would not be able to sleep. As she exited the bathroom, she past the arm chair and the pad of paper she had started on the night before with some events jotted down on the page.

Grabbing the pad, Elena climbed back to bed figuring she could write down what she knew. Forget trying to preserve the time line she knew, people got hurt and worse - died. Maybe this time around things could be different, for the better. It still made Elena uncomfortable to think about 'her' Damon not being there when she got back, if she even did. Yet, Elena knew she needed to focus on the present - even if it was really her past.

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Hope you've enjoyed this chapter and if you didn't thank you for reading anyway!

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mikaelsonincorrectquotes · 6 months

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Y/n, over text: Turn around.

Y/n: No, the other way.

Y/n: Wrong way again.

Damon: Where are you??

Y/n: At home, but the idea of you turning aimlessly in circles amuses me.

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crazyk-imagine · 6 months

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Running for your Love

Pairing: Damon Salvatore x Vampire!reader

Characters: Vampire!reader, Damon Salvatore, Katherine Pierce (Katerina Petrova)

Warnings: Blood, half blood sharing, hunters, stakes, almost dying, Damon being Damon, surprise Katherine appearance bc why not, Damon snapping someone's neck, classis oblivious mystic falls residents

Word Count: 793

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You roll your eyes, slamming the glass down on the bar top, tired of his attitude. “You know it may not matter to you, but it matters to me you ass,” you say, walking out of the Mystic Grill.

Damon rolls his eyes, knowing you’re right (and he’s just being an ass) so he continues to drink his bourbon.

“You know you could be a little nicer seeing as you love her and all,” the female says, sitting beside him.

He doesn’t have to turn to see who it is, the voice is enough. “What the hell do you want Katherine?”

She shrugs. “Nothing. I got all I needed from that.”

“Are you here to tell me how pathetic I’m being?”

“No,” she starts off. “I’m here to tell you to get off your ass and go after her.”

“Really?” He turns in his seat, needing to see her face as she talks. “You care about my love life? I find that hard to believe.”

She lets out a quiet chuckle and shakes her head. “Not yours. Hers.”

“Why?”

“We were friends once upon a time, believe it or not. I’d like to think that’s still true even if everyone thinks I’m a bitch.”

“Aren’t you?”

She smirks. “I’m not disagreeing with you, but you should think hard about go after her.”

He pushes himself off the stool and rushes out the door, searching for you. He turns the corner at the sound of someone struggling and finds you in a fight with a hunter.

He rushes closer and pulls the guy off you, snapping his neck. He sighs before rushing to you. “Are you okay?” Damon cups your cheeks, checking you over, wanting to make sure you’re okay.

Your face scrunches in pain as the small piece of wood travels closer and closer to your heart. “No.”

“What is it?”

“It,” your head bounces against the brick wall. You lose your breath. “A piece of his stake is moving and I-” You don’t think you can describe it anymore, the pain becoming more and more unbearable. He nods, hands stopping on your shoulders.

“Okay, okay. Where is it right now?”

You clench your jaw, shaking your head.

“Hey, hey.” He places his hands on your back your cheeks, forcing you to focus on something other than your pain. “I know it hurts, I know it does but I need you to focus on this and tell me where it is so I can help.”

You take a deep breath, “just- it’s close to my heart. I need you to get it.”

“I know, I am but I need you to do something for me.”

“What?” You groan.

“Don’t scream.”

You open your mouth to ask why but he covers it as his other hand slowly inches into your chest.

It takes him a few tries but eventually he gets it. “It’s out. It’s out, I got it.” He tosses it to the side, checking you over once more. “Are you okay?”

“Better now that I’m not on the verge of dying, for real this time.”

“We’re joking now?”

“Oh, so you can almost die like a million times and be sarcastic, but I can’t this one time.”

“I’m not- I don’t do that.” You scoff, attempting to take a step forward, only to almost fall.

“Hey, hey. Woah, woah.” He catches you, adjusting his hold on you so his arm is around your waist to keep you upright. “Did you drink anything today?”

You don’t respond.

“I told you if you ever run out, all you need to do is call me and I’ll be there.”

“I’m fine.”

“If collapsing from lack of blood is fine, then you’re it.”

You roll your eyes. “Okay, geez.”

He bites his wrist and offers it to you.

You push him away. “No.”

“It’s better than you pass out, just- work with me.”

“Damon, I’m not drinking your blood. That’s a sacred thing. I can’t.”

“That’s blood sharing and it’s fine. If I had anything in my car, I’d offer it, but I don’t.” He sighs, “please just-”

“Fine, it’ll make you happy.”

He smirks before biting his wrist, inching it closer to you.

You gently grab it and sink your fangs into his wrist.

He closes his eyes until the pain settles and returns his attention to you.

Once you feel better, you shove his wrist away before the temptation becomes stronger. “Thanks,” you wipe your chin using the back of your hand.

“Don’t let this happen again.”

You roll your eyes and start walking away. “Okay.”

He follows after you and wraps his arm around your waist, leading you to the car.

"Is this a blood bag?"

"Nope, don't know what that is."

"Damon!"

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klausysworld · 1 year

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Hi it’s me again! So for my first request it’s for Rebekah and I was wondering if you would mind doing head cannons with Rebekah having a female s/o who has a crush on her? I would love to see how it would go

Rebekah having a female s/o:

Rebekah had definitely been with a few women over the years, girl cannot live over a thousand years and not be taking her fair share of the mix.

When she saw you though? Oh she just couldn’t help but introduce herself, you were the prettiest person she had ever seen, she knew just what style of dresses would suit you, what colour would go well with your hair.

You were all too eager to reciprocate her attention, quickly becoming friends and hanging out on a regular basis.

It was easy to develop a crush on her, the way she would insist on helping you get changed for the events she threw only made it harder. Her soft fingers would slide up your back as she did the zip on your dress up

Her hands would be in your hair as she styled it just perfectly, her face only a few inches away form yours as she applied your mascara ‘not that you need it, just to add to what you’re already giving me’ she would remind you

She always reminds you of how perfect you are, both looks and personality ‘i could look into your eyes forever’ ‘your figure is so beautiful’ ‘if i had half the personality you did…’

Often you would playfully suggest that you two should dance together, despite it being the 21st century two women dancing together at a traditional like ball isn’t exactly expected. That did not stop you though and although her siblings could be moody and unfair they too were happy to see their sister so full of joy as she clung to you

Rebekah always gave you expensive extravagant gifts like century old jewellery or those far too expensive boots that you accidentally briefly mentioned you liked.

And so you decided to treat Bekah by showing her new things, she had been daggered for a while after all so opening her up to new experiences was always fun.

A few times you two would go away on holiday, seeing her in a little bikini always had you blushing and nervous, not that she noticed too much because she was also gawking over you.

Eventually after far too many months you kissed her. Right in-front of everyone after you had witnessed a man try to flirt with her. Shock was evident throughout the bar as you pulled away with an embarrassed expression but she didn’t let you remain that way for long before she pulled you right back to her moulding her lips with yours

That was the start of a very happy Rebekah Mikaelson

(i know this is like really short so if you have other Rebekah requests i can do some more for you, courting maybe? or yandere bekah? or i can just do a one-shot if you have something specific you would like! :))

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zalrb · 8 months

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I was in the middle of answering an ask and I just realized that the blanket used in Stefan's fantasy

is the same blanket that Elena wraps herself in during their lake house getaway

and I love it because the implication is that they consistently use that blanket on their couple-y outings and either that a) Stefan's fantasy is something they actually did and he's just transporting himself back to that moment b) he's creating a moment like these moments that they've had in the past and to make it real to him, the blanket is a must.

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burntsecrets · 1 year

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If Being Hot Was a Crime

Pairing: N/A Word Count: 151 Prompt: If being hot was a crime. Summary: Damon being Damon Warnings: None.

Damon was getting on your last nerves. His narcissism and ego had been through the roof since the blonde cheerleader, Elena Gilbert, had complimented him on his outfit choice. As a result, he spent longer than ever getting ready before leaving the boarding house.

Three hours. That’s how long it had taken him to get ready for dinner. You and Stefan were seated in the living room across from each other, a plethora of items scattered across the table between you as distractions while you two waited.

Damon buttoned the last button on his cuff as he entered the staircase in the back of the living room, “If being hot was a crime, I’d be serving a life sentence.”

You snorted, “A life sentence? For a crime you didn’t even commit?”

Damon narrowed his eyes at your snarky reply, and Stefan high-fived you as a smirk crossed your lips.

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thewritersaddictions · 5 months

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Day Seven: Damon Salvatore + Grinch

He had promised he was going to help, but instead, your boyfriend Damon was sitting his happy drunk ass on the couch while he watched you teeter back and forth between decorating the tree and the Salvatore manor.

Lights had gone up a few days ago, and that was the last thing that had Damon's name written all over it, so he would watch and relax for now. It wasn't that he didn't like Christmas, but this will be his 200th plus Christmas since he's been living.

"Damon, you said you were going to help me." You say, looking over your shoulder as you put ornaments onto the tree. The giant pine tree sits in the corner of the Salvatore manor. Lights are already stranded across the tree branches. The grumbling of Damon from behind you is what makes you turn around.

There's a grin on his face that turns into a smirk of sorts. "I did. I helped. Put the damn outdoor lights up in the middle of the cold wind." Damons voice echoes in the living space.

The fireplace crinkles as the firewood breaks under the pressure of the heat. "Will you just get off your ass and help me please." You curse. You aren't one for cursing, but Damon's unwilling attitude makes it all the harder to not be upset with him. "Oh, did I make you upset, honey!?" His voice is dripping with sarcasm as he rolls his eyes and brings his glass of brandy to his lips.

"and those candy canes are meant for the tree." You say as you rush over to snatch the unwrapped candy canes he's got in his hand. "Come on, sweetheart, it's not like you didn't buy the damn store out of them." He says as he pulls another unwrapped candy cane from his hoodie pocket.

You can't help but give him the most prominent bitch face. He rolls his eyes and smirks once more before sitting back on the couch, crossing his feet on the coffee table in the middle. You drop the candy cane into the bag and return to the tree. The silence is a little much for you, as you can feel Damon's eyes on your ass as you move around the tree.

Every once in a blue moon, you catch his eyes as you move around the tree, and there he is with the candy in his mouth. He's staring at you. The blue eyes of seduction. "You do look pretty over there," Damon utters as he stares at you from afar. You roll your eyes at his words and ignore his invitation to drop what you're doing and get into his lap.

Moments pass, and when you're satisfied with the tree, you take a few steps back, only to be stopped by a broad chest and arms that wrap around your waist to keep you close. Damon kisses your forehead, "We did a really good. It's very Christmassy in here now." Damon whispers quietly into your ear.

"We didn't do anything. I did all the work." You say, and then add, "If you weren't such a grinch about Christmas, then maybe we could have finished early, then we could have been sitting down cuddled into each other instead of watchin' me and you sitting over there all lazy." You say as you stare at your handy work on the tree.

"Come on, sweetheart, let us not get our fangs out." Damon chuckles at his words and then kisses your forehead once more before dragging out towards the couch to sit down with him.