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backandimbamon · 2 months

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inspired by @klonnieshippersclub 💋💋

“Bonnie Mikaelson.” Damon has the urge to do something with his hands. They were occupied before, too busy warming his glass of dark red O-positive and bourbon cocktail but he’s lost his appetite. “That doesn’t even sound right.”

“I think it does,” Elena’s viewing, no admiring Bonnie’s fancy wedding invitation on the weighted paper specifically destined for special occasions. There’s a picture of witchy and her fiancé together, so possessed by one another that their eyes are on each other instead of breaking the fourth wall and smiling at the camera.

Dreadful.

The Niklaus Mikaelson is staring at Bonnie like nothing else matters and her face is a reflection of his. It’s unsettling; two of the most guarded individuals he’s encountered in his lifetime have dropped every defense with their wide, honest smiles and knowing gazes.

Is this a practical joke, Damon wants to ask but Elena is here- if he even gives life to the words, there is a strong possibility that she will deny the absurdity of this unfortunate event, blindly in favor of whatever decision Bonnie makes even when it’s the wrong one.

For now, he chooses silence. On the inside, he is shouting.

Damon sidles up next to his girlfriend, not because he’s feeling romantic, but because he must investigate this picture. He’s already stared for an indefinite amount of time, yet the urge to pick apart and criticize hasn’t left. It’s stronger than ever.

The picture is intimate, as if they are laughing at some joke no one else hears, or speaking telepathically the way couples do. They’re both saying the same thing: I love you.

And Damon thinks it’s deplorable.

Still, there’s a tug inside of him because he could’ve sworn she looked at him just like that, after he’d said something completely inappropriate, and Bonnie, she doesn’t want to laugh, yet he always seems to strangle the sound out of her without much effort on his part.

And sure, they might’ve been living the same day eternally and, yes they might’ve been the last two people on Earth, (or so they thought,) but it still counts for something… right?

“Right about what?” Elena’s brown eyes are on him, a small glimmer of concern.

He’s beside himself so much so that he’s talking without his own permission. This event to bear witness to, this marriage might just be the thing that makes him… Insane, probably.

“She looks so happy,” Elena sighs in content, staring at the Save the Date affectionately. “I can’t help but feel the same way. Her smile is infectious, isn’t it?”

He’s not even hearing her.

The date of the wedding is a year from now, give or take a few days, on Sunday, May 5th.

Why they would choose a destination such as hot, stinky, swampy, bad roads, boisterous streets Louisiana, is beyond him- they’ll have to plan in advance to attend. He’s been looking so intently that Damon can recite the RSVP number in reverse.

The colors for the wedding are complicated and impractical, but Klaus, Bonnie’s soon-to-be-husband knows about color theory…apparently when he isn’t being a terrorist, or getting on one knee for Bennett witches after a measly eight months of dating, he dabbles in art.

Yeah, well, so did Hitler.

“What alternate universe are we in?” He speaks again, unable to hold his peace. “I mean, how in the hell does someone like him get to marry Bonnie? It’s Klaus.” He shrugs. And then he snorts, rolls his eyes to the ceiling, “That’s like me proposing to her.”

“Is it?” Elena is using her therapist voice, a tone she’s returning to more often than not when Damon mentions anything concerning their best friend. Before, she used this tone of voice sparingly, mostly to help comprehend the shift in their relationship dynamic when Bonnie returned from the prison world, but now, it’s all he hears.

Damon shrugs again, going out on a limb to say, “Maybe it’s worse.”

“Or maybe you’re just bias. You know, a lot of people didn’t understand how we worked either, once upon a time.” She lifts the invitation, her index finger extended. “But these two obviously adore each other. Klaus accepts nothing less than her being up under him at all times, and Bonnie is more than happy there. She barely comes out for drinks anymore.” Elena giggles at what she’s just remembered. “Now that I think of it, the last time I called her, I was interrupting. Apparently they were very…busy.”

“Busy?” He shudders. (It isn’t jealousy that runs down his spine.)

Her brown eyes are on him again, gentle, imploring as if she’s reminding herself she’s not chatting with Caroline. “I know you’re super protective over Bonnie, I get it, me too, but Klaus is perfect for her. She probably hasn’t been this happy since…since….” at first Elena thinks, then it turns into a full on falter and he realizes she’s about to say since before the Salvatores came into town and ruined her bubbly little Sabrina-the-teenaged-witch life.

Elena abandons the sentence altogether.

Damon clenches his jaw. His mind is on the wedding invitation again, a wiry impulse to do everything he’s capable of to prevent such an on occurrence, for fear that bearing witness to it might unleash an ancient curse.

Something like indignation moves through him because yes, he looks closer with squinted eyes, a year ago, he was on the receiving end of Bonnie’s bleeding heart stare.

He wonders how could he have been dense enough to not notice that she was whispering her love without moving her mouth for so long.

He wonders why it’s so clear now that she isn’t looking at him.

“Just look at them,” Elena gushes, she’s been sold since the script typography, “We have to find a frame. ”

(more here)

#bamon #bamon fanfic #bamon fanfiction #bamon fic #bonnie bennett #drabble #klonnie #klaus mikaelson #damon salvatore #klonnie wedding #bamon prompt #prompt

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perpetualimaginings · 27 days

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sometimes I get the urge to rewatch vampire diaries but then I remember how dirty they did bonnie and run back to fanfic

#bamon #bamon fanfic #bamily #bonnie bennett #bonnie x damon

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bamonology · 1 year

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fucked around and made myself a cover for my story phew.

With a fiancé and her life starting anew, Bonnie makes a few too many mistakes when she falls into the arms of another man. What started off as one night, spiraled into a lot more than Bonnie expected to take on.

A Damon Salvatore x Bonnie Bennett fanfiction on ff.net and ao3

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zukoisneverhappy · 5 months

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New bamon fanfic just dropped!! I’ve been sitting on this for a few months lol it’s now yours I hope you enjoy it!

Don’t Say Yes [1k words, Rating: K/ GA]

I was inspired by a specific song and I tried not to make it obvious so let me know when you figure out what it is🤭

Short preview below the cut:

Damon was sitting in Hell, and he would know since he’s lived through multiple versions of it. The day was sweltering making the church hot and stuffy. For any sense of relief Damon tugs at his collar, his tie was choking him.

That’s when the doors at the back of the room swing gracefully open, golden light spilling into the room. There she is, the reason for all of Damon’s discomfort. Looking divine, her white dress contrasting gorgeously with her dark skin: Bonnie.

#i loved writing this #bamon #bamon fanfic #bamon shippers club #bonnie x damon #bonnie x damon fanfic #bonnie bennett x damon salvatore #bonnie bennett #damon salvatore #the vampire diaries #tvd #i wrote this at 3am #my eyes half closed #i edited it and reworked it a couple times #finally came up with a title and now its out in the world for you #mine #my fanfiction

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clairbearsworld · 1 year

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HELP! I’m trying to find this Bamon fan fiction that I read years ago. The summary was something along these lines: “but one day I’ll grow out of that, but you will always be as miserable as the day you died”. I remember Damon helping Bonnie with her magic, they start up a secret relationship and Caroline finds Bonnie’s cherry lipgloss in his car. If this sounds familiar please drop the name of it in the comments! I really want to re-read it lol

#bamon #bonnie bennett #the vampire diaries #damon salvatore #tvd #caroline forbes #stefan salvatore #bamon fanfic #fanfic #bamon shippers club #bamonedit #the originals #fanfiction #bamon fanfiction #bamily

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itshotsht · 1 year

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Just wanted to share a comment that truly made my day! I write because I love it, I love the characters and the universes we’re able to create. Sure, comments aren’t what drives us to upload a new chapter or to even post a new story, but they sure make us (or maybe it’s just me) feel like there’s someone out there that’s enjoying our work, especially when they notice the effort we put in. This particular comment stood out to me because it shows that somewhere in the world there’s someone whose day might become a tad bit better and that’s because of fiction and the amazing power and creativity we all have inside.

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hydesjackiespuddinpop · 4 days

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Wasn’t even planning on going back but talking to @cancerian-woman about tvdu motivated me to go back haha!

#tvd #tvd fanfiction #my fanfiction #bamon #otp: i think he actually kinda loves her #anti salvatores #caroline forbes #elena gilbert #bamon fanfic

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bamon4bamily · 1 year

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Chapter 10x10 is up! Welcome to the Machine! 🤖

Hope you stop by, read, and enjoy! =)

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#the vampire diaries #tvd #tvd fanfiction #bamon #bamon fanfic #damon and bonnie #bonnie bennett #damon salvarote #insanity's universe

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writingsoftheunderworld · 1 year

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Purple Portals Are A Hazard OR How To Deal With AU Bullshit When It's Your Job Technically

Summary: Bonnie Bennett was enjoying a quiet day in, cup of hot cocoa in hand, fluffy blanket and her favourite comfort movie ready to begin when her best friend started spamming her phone. Damon Salvatore was dealing with a recent break-up, his first love turned current hell bunking with him for an as yet unforeseen time and a quickly dwindling supply of bourbon.

Neither were prepare for someone to literally fall from the skies - aka broom closet - today, but alas this is the hand they were dealt. Roxy, the having fallen out of a closet person in question meanwhile, seemed to be far more in her depth then anyone thought she should be and enjoying all of this way too much.

Prologue

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 1 (link to A03)

Bonnie Bennett had been through a lot in her meagre 25 years of existence - loss, gaining and losing her magic and gaining it again, dying - almost too much, or it would have been had it continued. But the prison world changed that. She couldn’t say Damon changed it, not in full honesty, because he hadn’t actually changed her at all at the end of the day, but he’d definitely served as example - of what not to do mostly, but impressively also of what to do. And, she’d like to think, she’d served as example for him too.

The prison world had been an ugly wake up call especially for her. She’d known she’d die when the Otherside collapsed - and sure, Enzo’s staunch belief he will survive almost gave her hope for herself, but ultimately she’d known. However knowing something and being faced with the reality of it wasn’t quite the same thing. So facing that too bright white light at what she’d thought was the end had scared the shit out of her and Damon’s hand had been right there and solid in a way things hadn’t been for her since she’d died the last time around so she gripped it tight. And what if the familiar banter was a bit more desperate this time and she could read the fear in his eyes when he glanced back at her, both went along with it because it was what they did and in that moment it was the only life line preventing her from sobbing.

So the dying once more had been terrifying in a way she hadn’t felt before - mainly because she’d been given the time to ponder it, to feel it - but what really tripped her up about the prison world was the sheer hope she could hold onto, even, and maybe especially, in the face of Damon’s nihilism. My personal hell he’d said and she’d laughed in her mind because she couldn’t see a scenario where either of them ended up in hell, even with the laundry list of his past. And she’d hoped, clung to Grams’ words and her own stubbornness and pulled through for both of them.

She’d been right.

As usual.

Except Kai had been unforeseen and then the arrow and the knife and the waking up in a sociopath’s house with only him and her in the world and the isolation that followed. God, the isolation . Not even the knowledge that Damon was out held her hope - she’d have rather dealt with more Kai then the absolute silence left by his exit from the prison world. She’s still not sure if she imagined it, but she’d fairly certain she felt the moment he’d gotten out, because suddenly the world just stopped and everything stilled and she’d been rummaging for a car key but even that noise lessened and then she was alone. And that had nearly killed her - again. But Damon came through, in a way he’d always done she realized much later, and she had a way out so she got out. And then chaos - Caroline, Kai, for a brief period there Lily and her Heretics.

Two years had passed until things finally calmed down. Surprised they’d even calmed down, even more shocked to learn how it’d happen - Enzo, convincing Lily to leave and Damon, listening to Bonnie for once - and Lily had taken her Heretics away and moved, Kai got thrown in a different prison world, Alaric and Jo went on the other side of the country with their twins and Bonnie got the chance to breathe some.

The prison world had also shown her other things beside horror and fear and pain though. It’d shown her that she pushed herself too far too often - Damon’d yelled at her one night some 2 months into their incarceration when she’d tried to force her magic to recover so badly she’d made herself sick, not for the first time either. She learned that there were limits to what she’s willing to do for those she cares about and that those limits were pretty strict nowadays when they’d been flimsy at best in the past - she’d broken up with Jeremy as soon as she got back and not regretted it once, she’d dated, travelled, gone clubbing and shopping and visited museum and got a few one night stands out of all of it in the time since. Figured out she knew herself, but didn’t like that she knew herself - she’d avoided thinking of the stab wound that wouldn’t heal any further then the ugly scar on her stomach until she’d been forced to and then made Damon live what it’d felt like, live and in person. And sure, Damon had fucked up and listened to Kai, but he’d come to warn her and she’d essentially stabbed him twice just so someone would feel what she’d felt, though she knew he’d been stabbed plenty of times himself - she knew he’d been abandoned many times himself as well, something she chose to ignore and capitalize on during the resulting fight.

But the most important lesson she’d learned from the prison world was that while she was willing to die for her friends, they generally weren’t willing to die for her - or better put, there were others to prevent that from happening far more often than there were for her. And that lesson? That took a long time to feel comfortable thinking.

So here she was, Mystic Falls as quiet as it had felt during her childhood, able to take a day - or two or a month or years if she so wished - and just laze about in her house without imminent danger about to crash her calm.

The hot cocoa was ready - had grown tepid in the time she’d been lost to her musings - and the popcorn lay abandoned in favour of muffins from the little bakery down the street near Caroline’s and The Bodyguard was paused on TV waiting for her to rewatch for the umpteenth time. She’d been looking forward to today. She’d just opened her online store a week ago - for small spelled trinkets and potions and occasional personal magical help - and it had taken off really quickly. Having Klaus Mikaelson vouching for her services probably helped a lot, almost as much as the Bennett last name did - but work was booming and she was only one person, even if Damon and Caroline did do the deliveries half the time, and she was grateful sure, but magic could be exhausting even when one was a prodigy. So days off were now a thing she was determined to have. Today was her day off.

A bing on her phone drew her attention. Caroline checking in to see if they were still on for Elena comfort duty tomorrow since Elena and Damon had just broken up last Wednesday. And this time it actually seemed final and her and Caroline were essentially alternating who’d go by and listen to Elena cry in her ice-cream and pat her on her back and pretend they were both surprised and saddened for the degradation of that relationship. As thought Caroline, who for all that she and Damon had buried the hatchet shortly after Caroline’s humanity had been turned back on in memory of Liz, didn't still shudder when Damon and Elena walked in holding hands, wasn’t gleefully trading texts with Enzo about it. And Bonnie, who’d had both a front row seat and a backstage pass to the Damon/Elena show , didn't knew just how harmful the relationship was to both her friends and had been silently and not so silently begging both of them to just end it before they really hurt each other. But friends must do what they must, and if what Elena needed for now was a shoulder to cry on Bonnie and Caroline would be that for her.

For a while.

Bonnie hadn’t lied or joked when she said her boundaries were drawn tightly now.

She peeked at the screen, tapped a quick thumbs up, and put the phone on vibrate. This was her day off, dammit, and she won’t push that aside, not even for her friends’ crises. She returned to the cocoa and took a sip - still good, warmer than she’d thought - and set the cup on the coffee table. She then took the small bag of muffins, ripped it open with more gusto then she’d expected; and sadly there was a casualty there - one banana muffin fell to the floor, lost forever to her taste buds since it’d been the last one - and transferred them onto a plate to deposit next to the cocoa. She sat and pressed play.

The intro rolled - gunshots, Frank’s introduction, the new assignment, Rachel’s introduction - and Bonnie bobbed her head to the music and ate two muffins and burrowed in the throw blanket on the couch as she watched Rachel and Frank meet for the first time and heard her phone vibrating off the kitchen counter. She sighed, let the scene play further, determined to ignore it and deal with it if the phone broke, when another text and another and another came - rapid fire - then finally a long rustling on the tiles - a call. Huffing, she got up, marched to where the phone had fallen and saw Damon’s name flashing on the screen - unbroken thankfully. She picked up against herself - her mind already made up to badger him until he agreed to join her like he used to in the prison world, if only as punishment for whatever it was that caused him to bother her on what he knew was her day off.

“Damon, I know I told you-”

“Bon, you need to come to the Boarding House now!” he interrupted, voice calm, but underneath that there was something frantic to his words. She felt her chest tighten - it would be just her luck that now when everything was peaceful shit would hit the fan - but tried to talk herself down from that ledge.

“It’s my day off-” she began, tone unyielding, but he interrupted again.

“I know. You need to come here, something happened - nothing life threatening!” he was quick to assure. “But there’s… someone? Yeah, someone here that just appeared, just now, and magic is the only explanation I can think of.”

She could tell he meant to apologize, it was clear from his tone and his words that he hadn’t wanted to mess with her day, but “ Damon…” disappointment peeked through nonetheless.

“Sorry Bon, I wouldn’t subject you to Katherine otherwise.” he replied, adding just under his breath afterwards “or me” and Bonnie wasn’t sure if he meant for it to be heard by her alone and not his semi-permanent guest or just not meant to be heard at all. But that convinced her enough. She sighed, stared forlornly at her TV, still focused on Whitney Huston’s face as Rachel and eyed her, by now, definitely cold cocoa and the really delicious muffins, and made up her mind.

“Ok, I’ll be there in a bit, let me get dressed.”

She could almost see the way Damon relaxed on the other line just from the breath he released and the earnest “thank you” he uttered so she ended the call and pulled up the jeans she’d thrown on the armchair last night and double checked the shirt she had on - it was a worn band t-shirt she’d had since she was 15, it would do - and grabbed her keys as she rushed out the door. She ran back in to grab the plate with the muffins and her jacket - it was late autumn after all - and pulled out the driveway. Whatever Damon was dealing with better be important or not only is she making him watch The Bodyguard with her, but also force him through Enchanted finally.

When she got to the Boarding House and saw what was going on, she decided Damon was definitely going to deal with Enchanted when this was over, because the purple swirling doorway in the small supply closet next to the front door wasn’t anything she’d ever seen before, and the woman that fell out of it and onto Katherine - knocking the vampire to the floor with a funny umph she was told later happened - was just as odd a sight. She could feel a headache coming - Damon owed her for this for sure!

#tvd #tvd fic #tvd fanfiction #damon salvatore #bonnie bennett #bamon fanfic #bamon fic #bonnie/damon #Damon x Bonnie #original character #My writing #PPAAH

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ohitsmsn · 1 year

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FANFICTION

I sometimes wonder why I’m so unhinged, but then I remember that I started reading fanfiction when I was 12 years old.

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backandimbamon · 2 years

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"You do whatever you want, don't you?" She says, surprisingly calm after he's yanked her arm away from her date like he's caught her cheating. They're in the ladies' room and his brain is shooting spirals of rage up his spine. "Whatever Damon wants, Damon gets."

She's so wrong.

The dress she wears is tight in all the right areas but she throws a linen jacket over it because she won't allow herself to be sexy for once. It's better if she gives herself the illusion of a choice, as if she's confident enough to be so bold. It will take more than champagne for her to remove it. So uncomfortable in skin she's lived in for over two decades. Prudent and modest. You can't fuck me, you must fuck my mind.

"But god forbid, I get to know someone else who isn't you. It can't always be you, Damon. My life can't revolve around you, Damon."

Again, she's so wrong.

Bonnie doesn't even have the heart to sell these lines, did someone write these for you? he wants to ask.

But she's talking to herself more than she's talking to him. Convincing herself that she must quit him.

Damon will give her what she says she wants. He'll play along, become docile, hit the ping pong light enough that she won't have to go crawling around for it under the table with her ass in the air.

"You know what, you're right."

Her eyes widen in surprise.

"I'll try not to be as overprotective when it comes to you." Damon rubs the back of his neck, uneasily. "Sometimes I react first, it's like I can't help it… that's not fair." He straightens out her jacket from where he's grabbed her up. Dusts her shoulders to erase any signs of himself, so she can properly focus on that guy with his fists balled up in his lap.

Damon is behind her reflection in the mirror with his hands on her shoulders encouragingly, "you should lose the jacket." He knows she won't listen. At least not while he's still there.

some new bamon 🫶🏾 read in its entirety here

#bamon fanfic #bamon #bamon fic #bamon fanfiction #bonnie bennett #damon x bonnie #damon salvatore #bamon ff #mine

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ecoamerica · 25 days

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perpetualimaginings · 18 days

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Dear Diary, These past few years I’ve been committed to ensuring my brother’s happiness and recently, I noticed something. I noticed them. [A03]

#bamon #bamon fanfic #bamon shippers club #bamon fic rec #bonnie x damon #tvd fanfic #stefan the bamon shipper #stefan the bamon fanboy #wavesketcher

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bamonology · 8 months

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*sigh* I wasn't going to do anything until I finished addicted to love (yes I AM finishing it) but damn... I can't help myself. first chapter of a good neighbor coming early september on ff.net and ao3 ;)

#first post #fic incoming #sneekpeek #bamon #bamon fanfic #bonnie bennett #damon salvatore #damon and bonnie #bonnie and damon #bonnie x damon #damon x bonnie #vampire diaries #the vampire diaries #vampire diaries fanfiction #ffn.net #fanfiction cover #black fanfic writer #ok byyye

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myshipsmyotpmylifeistrash · 9 months

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Hate when a fic is labeled slow burn and the author says it’s gonna be extremely slow burn but the characters already like each other

Like I want to see the leading up to them even having feelings for each other, type of slow burn, not them just get into a relationship type of slow burn.

And like why is it only one chapter and less than 10k

Like I need to see the evolution of them even having feelings for each other, not start the fic with them already having these feelings.

Please someone tell me if this makes sense

#fanfic #slow burn #I need it to be slow #like the burning point needs to be high and take days before it starts boiling #sterek #bamon #dramione #merthur #hellcheer #drarry #destiel #bethyl #steddie #zukka #zutara

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