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chronic-escapixt · 15 days

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Imagine : ✨ ⛓️Bonnie Bennett x Kai Parker ⛓️✨

Just a little idea....

An Imagine in which Bonnie tied Kai up with those chains.

_ Jokes on you little witch ! I'm into that stuff !

She turns to face him, smiling mischievously.

_ I know.

The revelation takes him by surprise. But his reaction is quickly replaced by the appreciation of her knowledge about his kinky penchant for masochism. How did she notice that ? He couldn't figure it out. But here she was, staring at him, arms crossed on her breasts, eyes dark, as if feigning composure before attacking him. He'd let her try.

As he bit his lip from the thought, he felt the chains tighten around him. It made him groan out of pain.

The witch giggles at this sight.

_ These are enchanted chains. You can siphon all you want, they'll never run out of magic. The more you're being turned on, the more it constricts your body. So, don't enjoy yourself too much.

Another cry of pain escapes his mouth.

_ Oh please, excited solely by my words ? You're way too easy, it's almost pathetic.

He straightens up, steadying his breathing. He grins playfully at his executioner.

_ That hurts. Quite literally. Who taught you to be so cruel ? When we met you were so sweet, trying to help your friends. Now you've come that far as to torture me. Why's that ?

_ I've learnt from the best. And you're not my friend.

He smirks at the remark.

_ My pleasure. I take that as a compliment. But that's not what I meant. You've stabbed me in the past, I stabbed you back. We're even. Now, I wanna know what all that fancy is about.

He tugs on the chains to illustrate his words.

She slowly starts to walk in his direction.

_ I wanted to 'spice it up' a little. Knives are way too old school.

Kai eyes her up and down and inhales in anticipation, earning a compression from the chains. He tries to hold back a whimper, resulting in a low sound from his throat that reaches the witch's ears.

_ And here I take the compliment.

She can't help but smile at his cocky expression tainted by the redness of his arousal spreading from his neck.

He shrugs through the chains, easing the sensations in his body. She's stopped a few feet away from him. He glares at her, challenging. As if he had any say in what's happening in here. As if he could restrain his desire from betraying him.

_ How did you-

_ know about your little preferences ? Or your attraction to me ?

His breathing increases, trying his hardest to contain himself.

_ You're not exactly subtle. I caught you staring at me enough times to get a first hint. During confrontations, you suspiciously glanced at my lips a lot more than people are usually intended to. Mister "I don't feel anything" had quite the shiny eyes on me after the merge.

_ You still betrayed me.

His pain-arousal has somehow switched into hurt.

_ Yeah, and you punished me for that. You revel in violence, giving and recieving. You talked about being even. I saw you, knew you fancied me. I kept it on the side of my mind, persuaded I would use it in my advantage one day. And here you are.

Her burning eyes pierce into his. He feels a twitch in his pants, pain coursing through his skin. A louder cry leaves his lips, head falling in exhaustion.

She's closed the distance between them, a few inches from his body. She bends over to his ear, now whispering.

_ I'm not even doing anything, but I could. Teasing you 'till you're screaming in agony.

Another whimper.

_ You'd adore that in a twisted way. Am I right ?

He raises his head, panting, however, he remains composed in his speech.

_ You're the one who tied me up. And you wonder who got the twisted mind ? You're enjoying this as much.

_ Maybe just a little.

She shows him a tiny gap between her thumb and index finger, smiling innocently.

_ Filthy little sadist of a witch !

At his words, she slides a hand behind his head and grasp the back of his neck, eliciting a gasp from the man in front of her.

The sudden grip she has on him makes a wave of want run through his body, along with a whirlwind of suffering caused by the chains.

_ Fuck !

His head jerks backwards, mouth agape from the sensations. He lets out cries of agony mixed with arousal.

After a while, he relaxes in Bonnie's hand, still locked on his neck. He's all sweaty, face reddened, already ruined by the mere attention he's been a victim of.

He hadn't noticed he'd closed his eyes. When he opens them, he's met with a menacing glare stabbing daggers through his irises.

_ Everybody's using me. I'm a great tool 'cause I have powers. I'm too much of a 'good and loyal friend'.

He's stunned by the unexpected confession.

_ Now it's my turn, I'm using you. For my own interests. For my own pleasure.

A moan. Desperation spreading through him. He wants to help, soothe something in her.

_ Untie me ! I'll give you pleasure.

It's not so much of an affirmation, more like a promise.

At that moment, she's the one whose breathing's perturbed. She's not giving in his words.

_ No. It's funnier that way. I've got that little loophole of a day to play with my toy all I want. I'm not finished with you yet.

He can't help but groan at her statement, jolting from the pain caused by his restrains. Staring at her face, he almost can't believe it when he notices the glimmer of lust in the witch's eyes.

_ Bonnie Bennett.... I didn't know you had that of a wicked side.

Her grip on his neck tightens. She moves her head closer to his, lips an inch away from his own. So close she's able to swallow the air coming from the whimper escaping his mouth.

_ You have no idea.

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✨⛓️ Thoughts ? ⛓️✨

Part 2 ? (don't even know what I'd write but if I feel like it one day 🙄)

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chronic-escapixt · 20 days

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Hi! A new update is here!

dear little witch| klonnie au: Bonnie Bennett has held plenty of titles. A daughter, friend, teen witch, and a former wife. The most important one to her now was mother and business owner. She earned this life for herself and would be damned if she lost. A witch’s premonition is nothing to ignore. Bonnie values her life away from Mystic Falls and returning wasn’t likely for her until her daughter’s safety was compromised. The Salvatore Boarding School would change everything for the Bennett witches. Secrets will unfold and time can only tell what’s to come next. Hope Mikaelson won’t be the only one with her world turned upside down. Family is forever, whether anyone likes it or not. Everything is done in the name of family. -an au of TVD/TO post season 8 & 4 of TO.

You can also read my new update on Wattpad or FFN!

#bonnie bennett #klonnie #bonnie x klaus #klonnie fanfic

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chronic-escapixt · 25 days

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i feel like kai parker and i would be friends. when he comes back in tvd season 8? iconic. hilarious. i just want to hang out with him.

#real #but 1994 kai is my fav 🥰

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chronic-escapixt · 25 days

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there is a surprisingly

stark lack of Kai Parker impregnation/breeding smut

#noted… 😈😮‍💨

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chronic-escapixt · 29 days

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A Deal with the Devil

witch!Kai x Bennett!reader

content warnings/tags ~ Minors DNI, 18+ ONLY, Dark fiction, smut, dubcon, cnc kidnapping, choking, rough sex, corruption, p in v, forced orgasm, unprotected sex, degradation, Kai is mean af..

word count: 2.4k

summary: you have to make a deal with Kai to save Elena after he kidnaps her

You’re speeding down the street to your old high school, praying that the fire burning in your gut would sustain you when you finally confront Kai Parker. When you overheard Damon and Bonnie discussing Elena’s disappearance in hushed voices, you immediately knew this had Kai’s name written all over it. Though unsure of how kidnapping Elena fit into his master plan, you knew the outcome could be catastrophic if someone didn’t intervene soon and it would be your fault.

While the others waited on Jo to concoct a proper plan, you slipped quietly out the front door. Sneaking around wasn’t your norm, but you couldn’t risk Damon or Bonnie trying to stop you. Your circle of friends couldn’t seem to wrap their heads around your being anything other than Bonnie’s useless little sister, often sheltering you from the dangers of the supernatural world. You knew they meant well but you couldn’t shake the feeling that they underestimated you and the constant need to prove yourself loomed over as you didn’t want to be the weakest link and a burden.

Still, if you had run your “plan” by them, they’d be right in telling you it was a suicide mission. Even as a Bennett witch, you’re no match for Kai, especially after he sucked up all the magic from the boundary spell on the town. His body’s teeming with it all the way down to his fingertips and paired with his moral depravity, he’s scarier than the devil. Even Damon, who was known to act on impulse- especially when it came to Elena- opted to come up with a plan instead.

Your doubt doesn't hit you until you enter the school. The low lights and empty halls, save for a few crumpled papers on the floor, creates an ominous ambience that sets you on edge. You turn your head and jump from every noise or movement you see from the corner of your eye. You’re unsure if he knew you were here and was just toying with you. It was always a game with Kai, like he got some sick amusement from stalking his prey before putting them out of their misery.

So what’s your plan when you did finally find him? Surely he’d torture you right along side Elena if not kill you dead on the spot for wasting his time. He’d already made it abundantly clear that you meant nothing to him- even after all you’d gone through together.

You met him in the 1994 prison world and naively believed every lie he told. You chose to not only help him but befriend him. That quickly turned into something much more- or at least it was for you- falling victim to his witty charm and seductive eyes. Early on, it was long conversations they had you feeling like you’d known him forever soon devolving into him eyefucking you over dinner before placing you on the table and feasting on your gooey center for dessert. He took pleasure in corrupting your innocent mind with his intoxicating advances until you were addicted to him, taking advantage of your fogged up instincts so that you never realized he was just using you.

That is, until you did the spell. When you both crossed the threshold between worlds it was like a switch went off in his head. He changed, becoming cruel and sardonic, no sign of the thoughtful guy you cared for behind those empty eyes. You were just a means to an end who had served her purpose.

Nonetheless you continue on, though warily. Part of you refuses to believe he’s just a heartless sociopath, that maybe there’s a shred of the guy you met weeks ago still inside him that you could reason with.

You hear the rumbling of the vending machine around the corner. Peaking your head out, you see him bending over to lift a can of soda before cracking it open and taking a casual sip like he didn’t have a hostage he was torturing somewhere in the school. You can’t help but notice the way the gray MFHS tee was tight along his back, hugging his biceps as they flexed, each rope along his defined arms you had memorized by touch. He’s already distracting you and he isn’t even trying.

He suddenly glances back and you duck behind the wall, hoping he didn’t see you. Your heart knocks around against your ribs as a fear takes root like the anticipation of certain death mixed with the self consciousness of bumping into an ex. You want to run but you thought of Elena and your guilt turns your stomach sour. You take a sharp breath and turn, stopping abruptly before your nose collides with the middle of his chest.

“Hey, Rosy. This is a surprise..” Kai scrutinizes you under his hardened gaze, openly raking his eyes down your body.

He sips at his drink while you gather at your words, only a timid “hi…” squeaking past your lips.

Kai lowers his soda once he drains it and tosses the husk into the nearby recycling before crossing his arms, head cocked in amusement with a crooked smile playing on his lips. “What are you doing here? No wait- let me guess, you couldn’t get enough of me, huh?”

Your throat goes dry and you shake your head, “NO- no… it’s not like that- I-”

He waves his hand flippantly, “Relax.. I’m just fucking with you, so what can I do you for?”

“I know you have Elena, and I want you to let her go.”

“And why would I do that?” He sneers.

You avert your eyes, shifting your weight between each foot hesitantly. “..because it's the right thing to do…”

Kai pauses before breaking into a brief yet boisterous fit of laughter, clutching his chest while your face burns in humiliation. He continues in a condescending tone, “God, you're cute, but if that’s really all you’ve got, let me give you some advice: go home before things get ugly.” He turns his back to you and starts walking away.

“If you let her go.. you can have me instead!” you blurt out.

Kai stops in his tracks and looks over his shoulder. The glint in his wicked eyes making you swallow the lump growing in your throat. “Let me get this straight, you want to trade places with Elena? But why? You don’t even like her that much… oh-ohhh i get it..” he scoffs.

“What?” you stare back in confusion.

“This is all one big ploy you came up with to get my attention. You really can’t get me out of your system, can you? Not that I blame you..” He’s far too cocky for his own good but your bewildered expression isn’t doing you any favors.

Heat rises to your face as you ignore his comments, “the magic you siphoned will only last so long before you need to replenish and I offer myself as a renewable source.”

He let out a sigh, tapping his chin as if he were really mulling this idea over when in reality, he already made up his mind. In fact, the moment he sensed your presence, he’d decided you weren’t leaving.

“Deal.”

Kai drags you to the cafeteria where you find Elena. Her eyes light up when she sees you, arms tied behind her back with tightly wound vervain ropes.

You watch him, praying he’ll keep up his end of the bargain. He lifts his hand and utters a short spell until the ropes withered away. “You’re free to go. Little Bennett just bailed you out.”

Elena’s speechless, staring between the two of you while all you could offer was a smile that you hope comes off as more reassuring than apologetic. She knew Bonnie would absolutely freak if she left her little sister with the murderous sociopath, but before she can open her mouth to argue, Kai grows impatient and chants the motus incantation while swinging his arm back. Elena’s body is propelled out the doors, leaving the two of you. alone.

He rubs his palms as he returns to you. “There. a deal’s a deal.”

You peer up at him through thick eyelashes, just waiting, unsure what for. Typically when he looked down at you like this, your next move would be to sink to your knees and it seemed that old habits die hard as you struggle to resist the wayward urge.

He raises an eyebrow with a smirk, “aren’t you at least gonna try to run?”

You lift your chin with a defiant air. “I'm not scared of you.”

Kai reaches out and snatches your forearm, siphoning your magic so fast that it burns up through your skin, the pain makes you cry out. You wrench yourself free as he lets go, sending you stumbling slightly before you regain yourself and dart out the room.

Kai calmly begins his pursuit. “Things just got a lot more interesting.”

The classrooms go by in a blur, you're hoping Elena was long gone by this point as you aren’t sure if running away breaks the guidelines of your deal, though you wouldn’t put anything past Kai. Your heart steadies once you dip into the library, hoping to hide within the maze of book shelves. When you hear his low footsteps approaching, your stomach drops. His lackadaisical humming fills the space. This is a game to him. Your breathing slows as you silently plan your next move.

“They always try to hide…” he tsks. “C’mon dollface, I know you're in here…” he taunts. You watch his shadow move closer and slide out from behind the shelf, making a beeline for the fire extinguisher you noticed on the far wall.

Before you make it halfway across the aisle, screens of fire emerging on either side of your body intersect, making you reel back before the scorching flame. You're trapped.

“Okay, enough running. I'm bored now.”

You panic as he blocks the only path out of the circle with his body.

“I just want you to stop hurting my friends and Jo and the twins-“

His hand flies out and closes around your windpipe, trapping your words in your throat and all you can do is claw helplessly at his forearm.

“I’m sorry but you know my family’s a soft spot for me. Perhaps we should talk about us instead.. or better yet, not talk at all..”

Your body goes taut when you feel his hand snake up your thigh, fingers stopping to toy with the waistband of your panties, reveling in how he silently riles you up by snapping it against your skin.

You meet his dark cerulean eyes as he slackens his hold on your neck, allowing you to finally suck in a full breath as he tilts your head back and drags his thumb across your lower lip, he’s so close you can feel the heat of his breath ghosting across your face but you're still too stubborn to give in to the desire to taste him.

“That’s not why I came,” you rasp out, looking away.

You whimper when he closes his palm over your sex. “Sometimes plans change. frankly, I can think of a way better use of your time than trying to appeal to my humanity ‘cause listen baby, it’s never gonna’ happen.”

You don’t even notice the fire go out around you while your body still burns under his touch. He slots your panties aside and strokes your bare slit up to your bud, it’s pulsing and touch-starved. his mouth captures yours in a bruising kiss, his tongue invading every area of your mouth as your arousal pools in his hand.

“I thought you were gonna’ make this difficult for me,” he husks, making you pout, shake your head, wanting to push him away just so he wouldn’t have the satisfaction of making you cum but he plays your body expertly, melting your resolve until you’re sent into a full blown relapse of need. You abandon your pride and pull him closer, carding your fingers through his dark locks.

His feral touch consumes you, the outline of his cock brushes your inner thigh with every impatient rut of his hips. You let out a whine of surprise when he lifts you and pins you back into the nearest shelf. He flips up your skirt and makes quick work of his belt while dropping your panties around your ankles.

His fingers dig into the flesh of your hips while dragging you down into each thrust, your pussy gushing obscenely while you weep softly into the crook of his neck. Even with your ample arousal, the sting of his intrusion takes a moment to give way to that familiar pressure that makes heat pool in your abdomen as your pussy hungrily swallows each thrust.

The feeling intoxicates you like an electrifying high that was all consuming, overriding any sense of self-preservation. “I love you,” you let slip in a small breathy voice.

He stiffens but doesn’t dare stop. “Shut up,” he grunts while driving his cock so hard the shelf rattles. “Don’t ruin this for me.”

You let out a choked sob, tears spilling down as you anchor yourself to him.

“Shh.. don’t cry.. Look, I’ve been really generous. I didn’t have to let Elena go. I could’ve fucked you right in front of her, let her go back and tell everyone what a slut I made of you.”

He aims deliberately at your g-spot, watching your face for every reaction as he edges you closer to your release.

“Cum on my cock, baby… that’s it.. atta’ girl,” he coaxes you gently, cooing in your ear. You ignite, scratching down his biceps as you let go, tremoring from the inside out in sharp waves until he slows and finally let’s you come down.

Shame instantly fills your veins, becoming deeply aware of your sticky thighs and mascara stained cheeks. But he wasn’t done. He grabs your leg and hikes your knee up to your chest before angling his hips and burying himself deep.

“Fucking hell, Kai! Ah- It’s too much…” you bite out as your puffy overstimulated walls clench down.

He reaches up to choke you, laughs and mocks your pathetic whimpers. “Isn’t this what you wanted, baby... my undivided attention? N-no? You liar…”

His pelvic bone stims your swollen clit and that was enough to send you into another spiral. His forehead pressed to yours as he moans softly and grows sloppy. Your pulsing walls cause him to twitch inside you with a groan, his cum spilling into you before giving a few light thrusts and pulling out. You feel his spend dribble down your inner thighs, falling in droplets to the carpet.

He kneels down and pulls your panties up over your hips, ruining the garment.

“I sshould go home,” you say when you finally catch your breath.

You wait, but he doesn’t move to let you go. Then his mouth forms a domineering smile that shows each of his sharp teeth.

“No chance dollface. We had a deal.”

#kai parker #tvd #dark!fic #bonnie bennett #kai parker smut #kai parker x y/n #kai parker x poc reader #kai parker fanfiction

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chronic-escapixt · 3 months

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Ever since this show came out this show has taken up all tge space in my brain. Bth I’ve been obsessed since the pilot in 2019 and I’m so glad to finally see the fruits of Viv and the other artist’s labors. Imo Episodes 1-2 didn’t have a lot going on plotwise but i think 2 was a little better simply bc of the 3 v’s and Stayed Gone is a bop. Episodes 3-4 got me in my feels. I feel like people don’t talk about Whatever It Takes enough. Great song and i fell inlove with Carmilla Carmine’s character. 4 made me cry bc WHYYYYYJIJKK, Valentino sucks and Angel shoulda let Charlie beat his ass. Episode 4 solidified Blake Roman’s performance as Angel Dust for me. He added so much grit and depth to his character with each line delivery and he has the voice of an angel (pun intended). Also, Loser Baby is amazing, Keith David is amazing as Husker. I did doubt it at first bc he’s ao different sounding than the og VA, but David is a veteran VA at this point and he can SANGGG. I’m so excited for Episode 5!

#hazbin hotel

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chronic-escapixt · 3 months

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Just finally got around to organizing my room and found some old art i did of Kai and my OCs like 3 years ago!!!

The girl on top is Rose from my fanfic, His Rose and the one on the bottom is their daughter Amara.

Ngl this makes me wanna get back into drawing.. 😩

#kai parker x oc #tvd #kai parker #fan art #traditional art #my draws

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chronic-escapixt · 4 months

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It's so pathetically hilarious they think they can have kai without bonnie his interactions with other characters feels flat boring and not authentic they can't write any justification for why his character is even around or mad at random characters they completely ruined his character out of pettiness and biases but in the end the jokes on them

BRUH! Like in the scene were he's using Elena as target practice, people really thought he was going to be like every dude who was smitten with Elena and Caroline. Nope! When they brought him back in season 8 and had him hang out with Damon of all people had me confused. Trying to put my bias aside a good deal of people wanted to see him interact with Bonnie, especially since he came back right after 'the love of her life' died. Actually as I'm writing this I'm starting to feel really bad for Kai's original writers.

Julie thinks she's some type of Goddess in the writing room and she isn't. She should've let Kai's original writers do what they had planned for him (and Bonnie) but we couldn't have that. Heaven forbid someone much hotter overshadows Crusty the vampire.

#crusty the vampire 💀😫#gagged #the wasted potential of kai is actually criminal #bonkai #anti julie plec

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chronic-escapixt · 4 months

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something about a fictional deranged white man will always get me going

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chronic-escapixt · 4 months

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Katherine: Between Rebekah, Stefan, Bonnie, and Elena if you had to, who would you punch?

Y/n: No one! They are my friends I wouldn't punch any of them!

Katherine: Elena?

Y/n: Yeah, but I don't know why...

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chronic-escapixt · 4 months

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“Who names a kid Malachai? It’s like they wanted me to be evil.”

Shower thought: Was Kai’s name supposed to be Malachai?

The first Parker twins were named Malachi and Josette. Now Luke and Liv are technically Lucas and Olivia, but I don’t think it’s a coincidence that everyone calls them by the alliterative nicknames: Luke and Liv.

However there’s a brother Joey which could be short for Joshua, Joseph, Jonathan…

I wonder if Kai’s name was supposed to be Joey, to go with Josette. But when Papa and Mama Parker discovered Twin One was a siphon - which as we know can be detected in utero - they gave him a different name because a siphon didn’t “deserve” Joey.

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chronic-escapixt · 4 months

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trying to rewatch tvd when bonnie is your favorite character is the worst thing you can ever do to yourself

#shiiiittt it was terrible on the first watch too!!!#def recommend bonnie fanfics tho #seems like the fandom knows how to write Bonnie better than the ‘professionals’

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chronic-escapixt · 4 months

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Klonnie week - Lovers to Enemies:

Caught in the middle of a Mikaelson family dispute thousands of years in the making, how can Bonnie navigate being the object of Klaus’s affections and her responsibility to restore the balance of nature?

Esther quietly picked up on Klaus’s infatuation with the little witch, so she made it seem like it was his idea to invite her to their upcoming ball and he ran with it, personally delivering an invitation to the Bennett residence with an luxury diamond choker he picked out to adorn her lovely neck.

Everyone else found it odd that Klaus of all people would pursue a woman who could weaken him so easily but he was drawn to her strength, her ability to look him in the eye and tell him exactly what she thought with the power to back it up. Dominating a person with that much confidence was all the more enticing. Of course there was her beauty as well. Her hypnotic eyes, that if he stared too long at made him wonder if they were hazel or just green.

He couldn’t look away that night when she entered the foyer. The diamond of her necklace sparkled as did the glitter on the bodice of her black gown in the chandelier light. It fit her like a glove.

After greeting the woman of the house, Klaus stole her away to dance and drink the expensive champagne as he flirted flagrantly, flaunting his wealth and power as a means to impress her. Bonnie was agreeable with him as not to set him off, yet didn’t want to give him any wayward ideas about their relationship. She still didn’t really trust him but that night did show her a different side of the Original hybrid.

He brought her to his studio where he kept his artwork and supplies. She could see this other side of him in his paintings of nature and the way he talked about his art. This only made her feelings all the more complicated.

Esther underestimated her son’s affection for Bonnie but once she finally got Bonnie to herself, she brought her to their library. Bonnie was in awe of the seemingly endless shelves of grimoires from centuries of conquest and ancient texts from Esther’s coven. She praised the Bennett line for its power which she used to create the Originals in the first place but Bonnie already knew that. What she couldn’t predict is what Esther would say next, she asked for Bonnie to help her rid the world of her children.

“As witches it's our job to maintain the balance of nature. A Bennett witch helped me to create the imbalance and now, I need you to help me fix it, Bonnie.”

She didn’t say yes… but she didn’t say no either. However, Esther was confident that the task weighed on her mind.

Sure, she had her hang ups about Klaus but she didn’t want him dead. Though she’d never admit it outloud, she actually liked how he made her feel. He roused her defiance and tempted her to submit at the same time. Being with him was exciting and scary, like playing with fire.

Klaus found her thinking to herself alone on the balcony and quietly joined her. The energy between them had noticeably shifted as she kept her distance and only mustered a half-hearted smile when her eyes finally reached his.

His frown etched into his features as thoughts of their conversation filled his imagination. He needed to find out what Esther said to her.

#klonnieweek2023 #klaus mikaelson #bonnie bennett #mikaelson ball #tvd #klonnie

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