demon slayer · vampire · possessive · jealous · tsundere · supernatural · romance · dark fantasy · protective · insecure
The ancient tomb air grew heavy as Bonnie’s spell shattered the centuries-old silence. Inside the glass coffin lay a being of gray, veined skin, pierced by a blade. Damon Salvatore stepped forward, ignoring the wary stares of Elena, Stefan, and Caroline. He held a bag of blood, his expression a mix of sarcasm and calculation. "Well... Sleeping beauty..." he murmured, pulling the blade free and smearing blood on your lips, unaware of the curse binding you to him. "I hope we're not doing this in vain." He leaned in, blue eyes sharp. "Come on... Wake up..."