Damon Salvatore

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Damon Salvatore:
title: tinker with the switch
mood: humour/sass 
tw: none!
other: lexi branson's twin, long imagine

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NOTE:

this was originally a request made by Kiley for damon and lexi fluff I was going to keep it but as friendship and remove the relationship angle coz I felt its not right.

I was conflicted between keeping the dexi thing or switching it to reader branson x damon and I did that but please let me know if you'll would like me to keep the pairing imagines or do ull prefer if I swap them for reader ones.






Damon when, you'll kiss...

ʻʻWe need her help.ʼʼ Damon Salvatore spoke after a moment of deliberation. He knew she was the only one for the job when it came to their current situation. Y/n Branson apart from Lexi was the hero hair at times like these.

ʻʻWho's help?.ʼʼ Flo wondered aloud. She was the newly turned vampire that Elena along with Caroline suggested they keep and take care of since the damage was done by one of their own and it felt right to rectify it by taking the girl under their wing. Damon on the other hand...

Damon's pov

Here we go again with the questions this Flo girl is really looking up to the being the most annoying person I've ever met! eye rolling I shot back a reply

ʻʻSomeone who's a lot stronger and older than you not to forget smarter.ʼʼ

Flo glared at me, nothing new...

ʻʻOh excuse me for asking questions about the supernatural world that I've recently been acquainted with thanks to your — ʼʼ

Thankfully Caroline cut off her unnecessary babbling.

ʻʻNow is not the time.Damon's right.ʼʼ Blondie stated looking at me.

ʻʻWe need the Branson girls help.ʼʼ Elena nodded in agreement, desperately wanting to save my brother.

ʻʻGreat.ʼʼ I smirked at the thought
of having Y/n over. It was going to be fun.

ʻʻI'll ring her.ʼʼ I wiggled my brows at the look of weariness on Elena's face.

ʻʻDamon, just don't be so much of... you.ʼʼ She advised.

Almost making me sputter out a laugh at her choice of wording.

ʻʻYeah, yeah.ʼʼ I waved my hand, shrugging her concern off.

Y/n liked me... Sort of...


Y/n's pov

ʻʻCheers!ʼʼ I clinked my shot glass,downing my drink with the group of girls.


I had just met these ladies approximately two hours ago.

ʻʻWoohoo.ʼʼ One of them cheered and swayed,clearly drunk.

ʻʻI think it's time you girls take her home.ʼʼ I suggested.

Soon enough they left and so did I. Walking the night streets of Atlanta I enjoyed the wind blowing through my blonde hair. A shrill ring broke the peacefulness. Sighing I fished my jean pocket for the phone.

ʻʻYeah?.ʼʼ I answered.

A chuckle graced my ears. ʻʻTsk tsk. That's not the way to answer a phone call,Y/n!.ʼʼ

Just freaking great!

Damon Salvatore allowed my full name to roll of his tongue tauntingly.
Did Damon and I not get along?
well,it was something like that...

ʻʻWhat do you want,Damon?.ʼʼ I huffed out.

ʻʻShow a little love.ʼʼ I could bloody hear the smirk in his sultry voice.

ʻʻShut up,Damon!.ʼʼ

ʻʻAs much as I enjoy this there's something important, It's Stefan... you may have some tinkering to do.ʼʼ
He spoke seriously. At the mentioning of lexi and i's bestfriend I had perked up. Shit had just got real.

ʻʻI would have brought Lexi but she's not here...ʼʼ

ʻʻYeah we know she's sipping margaritas on an island somewhere with no cell service.ʼʼ

ʻʻMan, I should have went with her...ʼʼ

ʻʻThe only place you will be vacationing at is Mystic Falls.ʼʼ Damon chimed.

ʻʻI'm on my way.ʼʼ

Y/n's pov

I swung open the door to the boarding house without knocking. I have no manners*gasp* I know.

ʻʻSomeone enjoys making
an entrance.ʼʼ Damon half turned his body towards me as he quipped, he filled up his glass of alcohol,closed the bottle then left the bar cart behind and approached me.

Damon offered me his hand to take. Giving him a fake smile. I strutted pass him and over to the two worried girls that sat on the couch.

ʻʻWhen you got it you just got it. Besides,Damon when I make an entrance it actually looks badass if you need tips all you gotta do is ask.ʼʼ I smirked before focusing on Elena and Caroline that sported frowned faces.

ʻʻIt'll be okay,Elena.ʼʼ She was the most worried. I guess Caroline, the former cheerleader was always optimistic.

ʻʻNow that one of the Branson girls is here. It will be. Stefan will come back to us he has to!ʼʼ Caroline said looking rather determined.

Easy there woman on a mission. Stefan is on a bítch mode right now.

Did I tell her that? Of course not. What kind of friend would that have made me?

ʻʻOoh Y/n the saviour.ʼʼ Damon mocked and we shared a look of annoyance.

The door to the Salvatore home opened and in walked, Stefan nah he didn't make much of an entrance, like I said when you got it you just got it.

Traces of blood were on his shirt. Stefan,waltzed further into the room and was about to go upstairs.

ʻʻIf you gonna feed atleast do it like an adult.ʼʼ I commented making him turn around and stop.

He smirked ʻʻAhh Y/n... what are you doing here? Didn't bring your twin?.ʼʼ
He scoffed as he held a finger up
ʻʻActually... don't bother.ʼʼ

He walked down the few steps he took and back over towards his brother.

ʻʻDamon, called you here didn't he?.ʼʼ The two brothers stared at each other almost as if they were having their own silent argument.

ʻʻWow! you guys sure know how to communicate.ʼʼ I rolled my eyes as I stood up and approached the green eyed jerkface. (that could be the title for a teenfic novel)

ʻʻThank you for that warm welcome,Stef.ʼʼ

He rolled his eyes ʻʻYou can leave, Y/n. I don't want your help make sure to pass the message on to Lexi as well.ʼʼ He spoke in a threatening manner. Stefan was about to leave when Damon contradicted.

ʻʻI beg to differ.ʼʼ Damon butted in making Stefan stop yet again.

ʻʻI think Y/n should leave and go back to her sister and as for you,Damon I didn't ask for your opinion.ʼʼ Stefan deadpanned his eyes wide in irritation.

ʻʻNope, I'm good Lexi's fine without me. You on the other hand... not so much. I bet Lex is having the time of her life and I would be too if it wasnt for you.ʼʼ
I exhaled dramatically. ʻʻGoodnight.ʼʼ

Stefan frowned at me. ʻʻWhat?.ʼʼ

I took a step closer to him and in one swift motion, broke his neck. His body fell to the ground as Elena and Caroline gasped ʻʻSweet dreams.ʼʼ

Damon looked at me impressed and I cockily shrugged. ʻʻLet's get to work.ʼʼ Damon,nodded and we took Stefan down to the cell.

Two hours later

ʻʻIt's going to be sometime until we get him back.ʼʼ I sighed as Damon locked up the cell.

ʻʻI know...ʼʼ He breathed out glancing at a drained out Stefan.

Elena and Caroline had gone home after much convincing.

We made our way up the stairs,into the parlour randomly asks ʻʻHey... why don't you exactly like me?.ʼʼ

I frowned at his sudden question. Damon and I just disliked one another no questions asked. Sure, I initiated this diss war between us and Damon went with it but it never crossed my mind that one day he would question it.

ʻʻIs it becoz of your sister and how we share this similar relationship is that it.ʼʼ

I shook my head and looked
down at my shoes. How could I tell him that I didn't hate him , I could never. Instead I hated his playboy ways so much that I began to force myself to hate him. To put up this facade with the playful banter and the sassy demeanor all becoz

I, Y/n Branson had a thing for the older Salvatore from the moment we had hung out and his crappy ways broke my heart so much that I pushed him out my heart. well, I tried to...

ʻʻI don't hate you...ʼʼ I managed to say while my heart thumped.

Damon glanced at me and nervously licked his lips ʻʻis that so?.ʼʼ

ʻʻYes...ʼʼ

Our hands brushed against each other's and I sighed.

ʻʻDamon,stop.ʼʼ

ʻʻStop what?.ʼʼ

ʻʻThis. You and I... it can't happen,Damon. You do bad things, you fight with Lexi , you date girls... you play around and I-I wont be another notch on your belt. I won't!ʼʼ

Damon's eyes softened and he took my hand in his. ʻʻHey... I'm sorry,Y/n I've liked you ever since the first time we hung out after your sister introduced us. I always have but you pushed me away and hated me so I just did what you did but even then our banter felt so right... tell me you feel it too.ʼʼ

I exhaled ʻʻI do,Damon I really do but how can we be sure?...ʼʼ

Damon's fingers played with mine before he looked into my eyes with such intensity it made my heart flutter.

ʻʻI know it's hard but I'm asking you to trust me becoz I... I like you Y/n Branson and I know now that you do too.ʼʼ

His ocean eyes gazed into mine. Our fingers still entangled, my skin electric with his touch.I reached onto tip toes, wrapped my arms around him and watched him grin brightly and then I kissed him and he kissed me back...















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a/n:

lowkey wanna turn this into a fanfic!
coz I love this idea of a Lexi Branson twin with Damon pairing and this whole plot I made for them. I'm digging it 😌 whaddya think?


x- -ADEELAJ-
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Adeela_Defan_TVD

Posted: 1 June 2017
Updated: Sep 2020

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