#bonbekah fic
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EPILOGUE - Part 1 - She's Come Undone and Set Free- Angry BAMF Elena Fic
relationships: elena/elijah, elena & rebekah, elena & caroline, elena & bonnie, caroline/klaus, bonnie/rebekah
summary:
She’d been free. Freed from a conscience she couldn’t afford to give up again. Free from the grief she’d never actually wanted to abandon, not until the choice was taken from her. But also free from the two brothers that had been taking choices away from her from the moment they’d come to town.
And she didn’t want to give that freedom up. She wouldn’t. Not ever again.
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When Elena feels her humanity returning she finds herself focusing on having finally been free from the Salvatore brothers, and doesn't abandon her justified anger. Unfortunately, she also realizes that her sire bond to Damon isn't fully broken and goes to Rebekah for help, help that involves a little trip to New Orleans.
On the way, Elena will have to deal with her newly returned humanity as well as some long-awaited truths about Caroline's old relationship with the older Salvatore.
There are some things that even the most compassionate person could never forgive.
read on AO3:
Ch1 | Ch2 | Ch3 | Ch4 | Ch5 | Ch6 | Ch7 | Ch8 | Ch9 | Ch10 | Ch11 | Ch12 | Ch13 | Ch14 | Ch15 | Ch16 | Ch17 | Epilogue Part 1 | ...
sneak peek:
"I heard a strange little rumor," Niklaus singsonged like an obnoxious child half his apparent age.
"Did you?" he asked carelessly, not quite paying attention. "How fascinating."
"Whatever did Damon Salvatore do to piss you off, Elijah?"
Hearing the name made fury surge through his bloodstream and Elijah’s movements halted momentarily as the muscles in his back transformed into stone. He'd known of course that it was simply a matter of time before Niklaus was informed of the bounty Elijah had placed on the whereabouts of the older Salvatore brother. He had simply hoped it would have taken longer than an hour past the expiration of those seventy-two hours that had been granted to the man who would suffer in ways Elijah had not made suffer in centuries.
He exhaled silently under his breath, the only sign of irritation Elijah was willing to telegraph before answering. "He harmed someone I care a great deal about."
#elejah#bonbekah#elijah mikaelson#elena gilbert#bonnie bennett#rebekah mikaelson#fanfic#tvd#the vampire diaries#tvd fic#elejah fic#bonbekah fic#otp: i remember reading that in a letter once#ship: bonnie x rebekah#bff: rebekah wants prom queen. got it??
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Stoner Tea (1/3) 2.6k
The one where Rebekah’s solution to Bonnie’s panic attack is serving stoner tea at her anti-curfew party. 4x03
TW: dissociation/panic attacks.
If you asked Bonnie how she got to history class—well—she’d struggle to answer. Her morning blended into one big blur. Someone else must’ve woken up, drove to school, and walked into first period because she didn’t remember a thing. It was like the times she sleepwalked, but worse because an invisible barrier separated her from the world. It left her trapped in a fuzzy haze, while everyone else buzzed in the background at their desks. Was she even there? Awake? In a weird lucid-magical-dream?
A yelp across the classroom tore down the mist that clouded her mind. Her head snapped toward Elena, who yanked a bloody pencil out of her shoulder. The black veins rippling under Elena’s eyes made Bonnie’s chest tighten. Elena was one of them now. A vampire. All because Bonnie failed to bring her humanity back from the Other Side before she transitioned. Grams had warned Bonnie against dark magic, had tried protecting her from the spirits’ wrath and succeeded that time. Then, Klaus kept pushing and pushing her to put him back in his original body and Gram’s grip on her hands had gotten tighter and tighter—no—she couldn’t think of that right now.
Bonnie shifted her focus to the smug thousand-year-old vampire instead. Rebekah. She looked how Bonnie wanted to feel: like she didn’t have a care in the world. Rebekah offered a faux-sweet smile to Elena and slipped into a chair at the front of the class.
The bell rang before it could escalate further. Good. Bonnie’s temple already throbbed enough without a vampire fight breaking out at eight-thirty. She needed one day where everyone got along. No neck snaps or death threats—just one normal day of senior year. Was that too much to ask?
Speaking of normal; a new teacher took over the class and offered a standard introduction. Ms. Hawthorne: a newbie right out of college. She wrote her name on the blackboard and shared her philosophy about her approach to teaching, which centered on collaborative learning. “Teamwork among students fosters an environment where you can learn from each other, share ideas, and work together to solve problems.” It sounded like a literal nightmare.
Bonnie rested her cheek on her palm and doodled during Ms. Hawthorne’s ten-minute rant about the importance of “peer learning.” But then came the big guns: middle school styled ice-breaker activities that required everyone’s participation.
Ms. Hawthorne got everyone to write their name on a scrap of paper and collected them into the round whisker basket. The idea was to pair random kids together to interview each other so they could share interesting facts about their partner to the class. Students went up to the desk one-by-one and plucked a random name out of the basket hung at the end of her desk.
The exercise sounded simple, right? Except for Rebekah’s turn. The blonde’s reception in class was hard to ignore. First, came the bad. Stefan tapped his daylight ring against his desk, paranoid she’d provoke Elena into snapping.
Everyone else had more positive reactions. Jeff Gillies, David Bance and John Albrecht sat side-by-side in the center row, wiggling their eyebrows behind Rebekah’s back as she stood up. Sarah Beasley’s desk screeched as she twisted it to face the Original vampire, and Savannah Davis drooled in the row beside Bonnie.
Rebekah’s popularity had been pretty obvious since the day she stole the cheerleading squad right out from Caroline. But there was a difference between everyone smiling at you in the hallway and people gaping at you like you owned the world. They either wanted to be her or be with her. It made sense, really. A pretty girl with a pretty accent who made hearts stop when she walked into a room. She possessed this mysterious magnetism, that certain ‘je ne sais quoi,’ which all her family had in one way or another.
Maybe humans subconsciously sensed Rebekah's power and their blatant admiration and flattery for her was their way to submit to the predator.
Or maybe they just wanted to kiss a pretty girl.
Well, that was Bonnie’s theory, anyway.
The one thing for sure? Everyone wanted the chance to be her partner—even Elena—who sat up a little straighter with a sharp pencil poised for attack. And Rebekah? She flipped her hair over her shoulder, graced the room with a knowing hiked eyebrow, and went to dip her hand in the basket.
Stefan shot across the room a little too fast to be normal and swiped the paper out of Rebekah’s hand. He didn’t even bother unfolding it before he declared, “Bonnie’s your partner.”
“Liar,” Rebekah accused. “It says Elena, doesn’t it?”
He leaned against the desk in a pretty bad attempt to look casual and said, “Nope.”
“Hand it here, then,” she said.
“Do you have something against Bonnie?” he asked.
“Nope,” she mocked him, halfheartedly trying to grab the paper.
“Sounds like you do,” he insisted.
“I do not.”
He shrugged and asked, “Then what’s your problem?”
“I don’t seem to be the one who has a problem. What’s the matter, Stefan? Afraid to let fate decide? I wonder why that is. Hmm?” Rebekah asked, waving her index finger toward Elena. Rebekah’s smug smile radiated superiority. “Oh—Elena—there’s a splotch of blood on your shirt. Wonder how that got there? You should really be more careful. I see why Stefan’s up here and not you. Wouldn’t want you to get a papercut, would we?”
“I’ll show you a papercut,” Elena said, standing up.
Bonnie tried to defuse the situation by ‘spontaneously combusting’ the remaining paper inside the whisker basket. Grams’ pained face flashed behind her eyes, stopping her in her tracks. A sharp jolt rippled through her skull when she tried again, making her grip her pencil so tight that the tip snapped against her notebook.
The crack caught the vampires’ attention.
“You okay, Bon?” Elena asked, eyebrows drawn together,
“Peachy,” Bonnie replied, grabbing one half of the pencil and placing it over her heart. She asked under her breath, “Do I need to snap it into thirds?”
Rebekah snorted.
Stefan sighed.
And Elena flopped back into her chair.
Tension successfully cut.
“Okay, kids, obviously there’s history here,” Ms. Hawthorne said. “As much as I love teen drama, let’s all take a deep breath and calm down. It’s the luck of the draw, okay? No special treatment here. It’s designed this way, so no one feels left out. Now, Stefan, Rebekah, how do you think this bickering makes Bonnie feel?”
Bonnie almost laughed at the concern and offered, “Oh, I’m totally fine going partnerless. Thanks.”
“I don’t condone exclusion in my classroom,” Ms. Hawthorne said. Did she blink back tears? Great. Someone clearly bullied this woman in high school and now she projected her issues onto the nearest tangible target. Bonnie. “Now one of you two will be her partner, and that’s final. But the choice won’t be down to either of you. Bonnie? What do you say? Who do you want to be your partner?”
“Why do I always get caught in the middle?” Bonnie muttered.
“My bad,” Stefan said, not-so-subtly nodding in Rebekah’s direction as he dropped the name-slip he stole at her desk.
Bonnie unfolded the scrap of paper and revealed a name scrawled in a familiar handwriting. It said Elena. Ugh. Stefan might’ve been dramatic about it but he was right. Elena and Rebekah? Talk about the worst possible scenario.
“Well?” Rebekah said, sauntering over and placing her palms on Bonnie’s desk. “Who shall it be? Saint Stefan or little old me?”
“Guess we’re partners, Mikaelson,” Bonnie said.
“Goodie,” Rebekah said, sliding the nearest combo desk close to Bonnie. “I’m so over their drama.”
Like she didn’t impale Elena with a pencil. “Uh-huh.”
“I know that look,” Rebekah said, narrowing her eyes. “You think I’m a wretched, heartless bitch. Join the club.”
“I don’t think anything,” Bonnie denied, doodling in her notebook with an ink pen. Black overshadowed the page. Creepy, wispy shadows that looked like they belonged at a death ritual. Yet she kept sketching, letting her subconscious throw up on the page. “Besides, I don’t have time for extracurriculars.”
“The point in this exercise is to speak freely,” Rebekah said, swiping the pen away.
Bonnie rolled her shoulders back, watched the pen spinning between Rebekah’s fingers, and said, “Right.”
“I won’t bury a pen in your chest if that’s what you’re worried about.”
Bonnie scoffed. “I’m not scared.”
“So, I’m not even a blip on your radar? Is that what you’re saying?” Rebekah asked, leaning in close and bopping Bonnie’s nose with the blunt end of the pen. “That may be even more offensive, Bonnie.”
“You like cheerleading, you’re average at physics, and you’re a big on family,” Bonnie listed. “What else is there to know?”
“A lot of things.”
“Like your crush on Matt?”
Rebekah’s nose scrunched. “I think that died the moment I sent him off that bridge, don’t you? I realized I didn’t like him much, anyhow.”
“Oh?”
“Spend nearly a century in a box and your judgment on romantic prospects may suffer temporarily. No matter. My taste is back and better than ever.”
“Do I want to know?”
“That’s the point of this exercise, is it not?” Rebekah asked, tilting her head to the side. “To get to know one another better?”
“I guess so.”
“Your enthusiasm is infectious.” Rebekah’s voice dripped with sarcasm. “I’ll start. First, my physics is flawless, thank you very much. I’ve recently taken up baking in my new state-of-the-art kitchen. I notice you clench your jaw quite a lot. Baking a great stress reliever. You should try it sometime.”
“You’re lecturing me on my stress levels? Seriously?”
“Don’t think of it as a lecture and more as sound advice,” she said, actually sounding kind of genuine? Rebekah’s eyes locked onto Bonnie’s, and Bonnie couldn’t help but be struck by how pretty they were—how blue—like the kind of shade you’d find in the ocean on a stormy night. How sincere. “You’re having heart palpitations even now with zero stressors. That can’t be healthy.”
“Zero stressors?” Bonnie repeated, scoffing at the thudding of her heart. “Hello?”
“Elena is being a brat today, I give you that.”
“I can’t with you,” Bonnie said, laughing at the girl’s purposeful obliviousness.
“Oh, speaking of stressors, my brother “died” at the hands of your teacher. Mr. Saltzman was a threat to the rest of my family. There was only one way to take him out. Tell me you wouldn’t have done the same.”
“Can we not?” Bonnie asked, rubbing her temple. “I’ve got a raging headache. I don’t feel like being collateral damage when you and Elena brawl it out again.”
“I’ll have you know I tried burying the hatchet with her. I even invited her to—” she grabbed a flier and planted it on Bonnie’s desk, “—my anti-curfew party, which you are more than welcome to attend. Think of it as a clean slate. Let bygones be bygones. What do you say?”
Parties in this town never played out well. Not for Bonnie, anyway. Everyone thought they could kick back and destress and then someone’s body got drained of blood or a poor sucker got compelled to jump off a balcony. She got swept away to perform some emergent spell most of the time and didn’t even get to have one drink. What was the point?
Just when Bonnie was about to say no, she caught Rebekah’s fingers crossed. And Rebekah remained motionless too, as if her breath were trapped in her chest.
Huh.
What was that about?
“Okay, time’s up, everyone!” Ms. Hawthorne said, clapping her hands together before Bonnie could give Rebekah an answer. “I want you to tell me three things about your partner. First, their name, and two interesting facts about them. It’ll make it easier for me to humanize you when I’m grading your papers. Let’s start with Rebekah and Bonnie. Hopefully, it was worth the drama?”
“Ladies first,” Bonnie said.
“Well, if you insist . . .” Rebekah agreed.
“Good luck with that,” Bonnie whispered, crossing her arms and leaning back in her seat.
What could Rebekah say about her, anyway? That she successfully transferred Rebekah’s brother’s soul to another body—not once—twice? Or she had a habit of napping during physics class and Rebekah only noticed because she liked to throw balled up papers at the back of her sleeping head?
“This is Bonnie Bennett,” Rebekah said, starting off strong. “Aquarius. Some might say martyr. And she’s in desperate need of a stress detox. So, in the spirit of “teamwork,” I’m assigning myself the duty of making sure she has fun today. What say you, Bonnie?”
Bonnie did a double take and said, “Say what now?”
“Wow! Hold that thought, Bonnie. I need to capture this for my records. I can’t believe I hooked up a bullied student a new friend on my first day,” Ms. Hawthorne said, taking out her phone and pointing it in their direction. “Smile!”
Bonnie’s mouth dropped open and asked, “What is even happening?”
Rebekah smushed their cheeks together and posed for the photo. “So, that’s a, ‘yes?’”
“You’re not going to stop, are you?”
“Nope,” Rebekah confirmed
“Fine.”
“You won’t regret it.”
“Now, Bonnie, it’s your turn. Two facts about your new friend,” Ms. Hawthorne said.
“Stress bakes. Awful at physics,” Bonnie deadpanned.
An awkward silence stretched out, followed by Ms. Hawthorne’s cheery, “I’ll take it.”
Ms. Hawthorne moved onto the next pair. The next half hour went in the same vein. Except no one else got roped into being a pet project. Bonnie resumed doodling and occasionally peeked at Rebekah, who leaned back in her seat, humming low under her breath. The bell shocked Bonnie out of her spell. No one wasted time and rushed off to their next class. Rebekah stuck around, though, dragging the strap of her handbag over her shoulder.
“Unclench your jaw,” Rebekah said, tapping the side of Bonnie’s face. “Your car is a white prius, right?”
“Uh—yeah?”
“We’re leaving after gym class. You’re driving.”
With that, Rebekah left the classroom, not giving Bonnie a chance to argue. Bonnie didn’t have time to process because Stefan came over with an apologetic smile.
“Hey, Bon,” Stefan said, patting her shoulder awkwardly. “Sorry for throwing you to the wolves. I figured staying by Elena’s side was my best option today. Speaking of, uh, Elena’s emotions are heightened right now. She’s clinging onto anger, anger that’s honed in on–”
“Rebekah,” Bonnie finished for him.
“Exactly. You have gym together and I was hoping you’d keep an eye on them. You know, give them a little headache if things get out of hand.”
Gram’s pained face flashed in Bonnie’s mind. “The last time I did magic, my Grams, she . . . I got out of control.”
“I understand, but—”
“She got hurt.”
“Elena might get hurt—”
“You don’t understand,” Bonnie cut him off. “The spirits hurt Grams to punish me. I can’t let that happen again. So, no, Stefan. I can’t risk it.”
“Is there a problem here?” Ms. Hawthorne asked from across the room.
Stefan shook his head, headed for the exit, and said, “No. No problem.”
Bonnie packed up the rest of her stuff and came across the doodle she drew. She inhaled. Grams. A distorted version of Grams who pried apart two halves of a shadowy curtain. Black veins traveled all the way from her neck to the tips of her fingers. And her eyes. Her eyes were like shattered mirrors reflecting the pain of a thousand cuts. The dim glow from Grams’ eyes flickered a beacon in the darkness that was a silent cry for help, a plea for Bonnie to end her suffering. The violent imagery grounded Bonnie for a solid ten seconds before the familiar sights and sounds of the busy hallways distorted. An almost familiar warped lens settled in front of her eyes again.
#rebekah mikaelson#bonnie bennett#bonbekah#stoner tea#rebekah x bonnie#tvdu#Tvd universe#tvdedit#Tvd fanfiction#Tvd fic#the vampire diaries#rebekah mikaelson x bonnie bennett#vampire diaries#the originals#to#season 4#sapphic bonnie bennett#sapphic rebekah mikaelson#oneshot#part 1/3#4x03#The Rager
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Bonnie Bennett in The Originals ‘verse (5/?)
Bonnie feels sticky. She blames that on the fact that five feet from where they stand alligators lazily show their bellies in the mid afternoon sun. She decides that she will have a love/hate relationship with the bayou.
"Interesting choice of place to meet," she says as she slaps at a mosquito. They have been relentless and part of her wonders if they can taste magic in her blood (it's a ridiculous thought but no more ridiculous than standing opposite Rebekah Mikaelson in the swamp).
"I can't have my brother seeing me cavorting with the enemy, now can I?" Rebekah snarks back but she too is swatting her hand. Bonnie tries not to laugh at the irony of a vampire being bothered by something designed to suck her blood.
Bonnie's head tilts to the side. "I was under the impression that you don't much care what your brother thinks."
"I don't. But I am also not bloody stupid, witch," Rebekah points out. "If Niklaus even suspects I am talking to you of all people I will be dodging daggers. I would rather avoid the coffin. I have just gotten used to this centuries' fashion sense. Or lack there of." There is a pointed look at Bonnie's attempt to stay fashionable while cool at the same time.
Bonnie tries to let the insults bounce off her. She crosses her arms and resorts to business mode. "Okay, fine, then why are you cavorting with the enemy then, Rebekah? What do you want from me?"
"My brother."
She snorts. "I can't help you with Klaus."
"My other brother. Elijah," Rebekah clarifies. "Klaus has gone and done something awful to him. I know it. The bastard is tight lipped about it and I didn't drag myself all the way to this cursed city and into the bayou not to figure out what has happened. You can help me. You can find Elijah."
Bonnie raises both her brows. "And just why would I want to do that?" She has no love for the Mikaelson family but she carries a special brand of distaste for the man who led to her mother being turned.
There is a long pause and when Rebekah speaks she seems to have difficulty with the words. "Because I will owe you," she begins. "And so will Elijah. That is two powerful vampires at your service. You would be a fool to give up this chance."
Bonnie may be many things.
But she is no fool.
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Question for the Masses...
So if I did a Bonnie Harem fic inspired by Jazmine Sullivan’s Heaux Tales would ya’ll read it or nah?
#bonnie bennett#klonnie#stefonnie#bamon#bonlijah#bonbekah#batherine#baroline#belena#tonnie#all the ships#yes i am aware i have no business starting any new fics#lmao#will i do this anyway#probably#fanfic
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My ot4
#tvd#klefonbekah#otp: you have no idea what i can do now#ship: crazy sex is good#otp: rippah#bonbekah#I’d die for fics of these 4
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Bonnie Bennett's Rarepair Bash 2024
Sunday, July 7th to Tuesday, July 16th
10 Days of Bonnie Bennett getting the love she deserves!
Each day has a word, a rarepair, and an ao3 tag. These are just for inspiration - all optional, not a requirement. Use whatever you wish to create for our favorite Bennett witch!
Prompts
DAY 01: Sunday, July 7th
Word: Drive
Ships: Baroline (Caroline Forbes); Tonnie (Tyler Lockwood)
Tag: "BAMF Bonnie Bennett"
DAY 02: Monday, July 8th
Word: Luminous
Ships: Klonnie (Klaus Mikaelson); Bonbekah (Rebekah Mikaelson)
Tag: "Soulmate"
DAY 03: Tuesday, July 9th
Word: Mend
Ships: Bonliv (Liv Parker); Bonkai (Kai Parker)
Tag: "Bonnie Bennett Leaves Mystic Falls"
DAY 04: Wednesday, July 10th
Word: Expectation
Ships: Bonlena (Elena Gilbert); Stefonnie (Stefan Salvatore)
Tag: "Alternate Universe"
DAY 05: Thursday, July 11th
Word: Gratitude
Ships: Bonlijah (Elijah Mikaelson); Bonley (Hayley Marshall)
Tag: "Vampire Bonnie Bennett"
DAY 06: Friday, July 12th
Word: Vendetta
Ships: Breya (Freya Mikaelson); Finnett (Finn Mikaelson)
Tag: "Canon Divergence"
DAY 07: Saturday, July 13th
Word: Eternal
Ships: Boncent (Vincent Griffith); Batherine (Katherine Pierce)
Tag: "Dark Bonnie Bennett"
DAY 08: Sunday, July 14th
Word: Shadow
Ships: Davonnie (Davina Claire); Kennett (Kol Mikaelson)
Tag: "Friends to Enemies"
DAY 09: Monday, July 15th
Word: Innocence
Ships: Boncel (Marcel Gerard); Original Character(s)
Tag: "Bonnie Bennett Goes To New Orleans"
DAY 10: Tuesday, July 16th
Word: Nocturnal
Ships: Bonora (Nora Hildegard); Crossover Character(s)
Tag: "Time Travel Fix-It"
RULES:
Rarepair for this event is a ship with less than 150 completed works, with main focus on the Bonnie ship. (Honestly, this is a casual event, so if you’re doing the bigger Bonnie ships, I'm not gonna stop you, but the focus is on the rarepairs - the rarer, the better.)
Crossovers, polyamory, OCs, LGBTQ+ are all welcome.
I’ll be reblogging folks work until the end of August, so if you’re late, no worries, still bring what you have when you can.
Please tag appropriately, even if that means you’re simply stating you’re not going to tag anything. (This is mainly for fic writers.)
Use #bbrarepairbash2024 so others can find your work. Tag me @/hollowed-hallowed and/or @/bbtvducollection, so I can make sure I reblog your creations. If there’s enough interest, I’ll start a collection on AO3.
Drop me a message or ask if you have any questions. I’ll see you all in July!
#bonnie bennett#the vampire diaries#tvdu#bbrarepairbash2024#klonnie#bonbekah#baroline#tonnie#bonliv#bonkai#bonlena#stefonnie#bonlijah#bonley#breya#finnett#boncent#batherine#davonnie#kennett#boncel#bonora
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i was reading a fic on wattpad where bonnie and rebekah are having a romance plot, its just a side plot but already well done in delving into Bonnie's sexuality and making her more desirable than canon a klaus hybrid likes her too. if you like tyler its a good fic to read because the author writes him so well. its called allure
could you please do some headcanons on bonekah
I haven’t read any non-Bonnie fics for tvd tbh but I’ll look into it. Here’s some headcanons:
Bonbekah:
Bonnie introduces Rebekah to Rihanna and Beyoncé’s music. I know Beyoncé and Rihanna doesn’t exist in TVDU.. but they do today.
Rebekah felt guilty after hearing Bonnie’s breakdown outside the Mikaelson Manor. So she reaches out to be friends or more.
Bonnie would’ve ignored Rebekah’s advances at first so Rebekah uses Bonnie’s kinship to Matt to help.
Rebekah would use her family’s history with Ayana to appeal to Bonnie. Bonnie likes family, she loved meeting witches heavy on the Bennett’s.
They’d bond through Bonnie helping Rebekah with the cheer routines which leads to sleepovers to parties!
Rebekah would become very possessive over Bonnie. Bonnie’s very loyal and idk I just think once someone else has a small fraction of what she gives to her friends. Sharing will not be easy after that.
#bonnie bennett#rebekah Mikaelson#Bonbekah#Bonnie x Rebekah#Rebekah x Bonnie#the vampire diaries#tvd#the originals
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Just read this amazing bonbekah fic from @wearesociety! I highly recommend reading it!
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Hi love! Do you know any wlw Bonnie fics? Thanks in advance!
Shades of Pink by jazzywazzy08
When she discovers Bonnie's underlying feelings for her best friend through observation Katherine imitates her in an effort to begin to sway Bonnie to her side of things. However, the ruse is discovered almost immediately though not before a passionate encounter forces Bonnie to face truths about herself that she would rather hide and makes her easy prey to not only Katherine but also Rebekah who has been sent by Klaus to track Katherine down and recruit the last of the Bennett line. When both Elena and Caroline rally around Bonnie in an effort to protect her they realize that they have feelings of their own for the witch that can no longer be denied….
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The Evolution of Bonbekah // TVD Fanfic
“Who would’ve guessed that the judgy little Bennett witch would actually enjoy the company of Rebekah ‘life of the party’ Mikaelson?”
#moodboard#my fics#aesthetics#childofsquidward#tvd fic#to fic#bonbekah#bonnie bennett#rebekah mikaelson#did i put in too many quotes?#fuck it you can never have too many quotes#besides this is really pretty#the evolution of bonbekah#teobb
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Rate these Bonnie ships: Bonlaric (circa s1-3), Shennett, Bonnie x Mason, Bonnie x Silas, Bonbekah, Bonnie x Dan Humphrey, Bonnie x Pyro (X-men movie verse), Bonnie x Rogue (X-Men animated series), Bonnie x Fox Crane (Passions), Bonnie x Claire Bennett (Heroes), Bonnie x Peter Petrelli (Heroes), Bonnie x Hardison (Leverage), Bonnie x Tristan (Gilmore Girls). Alright I'll stop there.
bonlaric (s1-3): hmmmm. in the hands of a good writer, i wouldn’t say no. @irresistible-revolution posed a tantalizing scenario where sheriff!alaric has a back and forth with bonnie in this excellent fic. it really depends on the context. i mean there’s a deleted scene in S7 where alaric brings her food and asks her if she’s eaten all day and it’s…something, but i wouldn’t trust tvd writers with this ever. i remember we were terrified of bonlaric actually happening in S7 because it would’ve been a disaster. they haven’t had a good grip on alaric in ages and matt davis is not a good guy, sigh . so i guess s1-3 alaric would be preferable. i’d go for S3 when she’s already 18 and they have this emotional fling where he feels guilty because he’s technically her teacher but it happens anyway *looki eyes*. i mean, i know he was under esther’s thrall anyway and he drank from bonnie so the seeds are there. also he was klaus for a hot minute so it counts? 2/5
shennett - i hated how they handled this. yet another dude who *seems* to have bonnie’s interests at heart only to turn around and hurt and sabotage her. and it always plays off a bit romantic, doesn’t it? ugh no. 1/5
bonnie x mason - ooohhh, tyler’s uncle. hmmm. again, i wouldn’t say no. it would definitely be hot. and everyone would be *shook* when they found out. 3/5
bonnie x silas - almost identical with shennett. you got tentative whiffs of something interesting, right until silas turned out to be stefan 2.0. that’s their ammo. flirt with the idea that bonnie could matter to a white bad boy and then quickly snatch it away before it becomes an actual thing and steals the white girls’ spotlight. 1/5
bonbekah - excellent AU fodder. some very talented ppl have written great fic. there’s a lot of potential. 4/5
bonnie x dan humphrey - haha, omg. never have i considered this. buuut dan could be that loving, attentive boyfriend who maybe lets bonnie catch a break and they could watch movies together and geek around and just be young. but also they could have Real ™ conversations about important emotional stuff cuz hoo boy, does bonnie need it. oh and she’d make fun of his novel, and he’d tease her about her magical abilities. i’m sure he’d make quips about helping him persuade his publishers using her ‘witchy skills’. 3/5
bonnie x pyro (x-men movies) - omg, this would be like bonkai 2.0. yaaas. i’d be down. also i had a major crush on this dude in the x-men movies. bring it. 5/5
bonnie x rogue (x-men animated series) - ooh, witch meets witch, sort of. bonnie would help her cope with her abilities, rogue would try to get her to have fun more often and let loose. i can see it. 3/5
bonnie x fox crane (passions) - lol i had to look this guy up. i can’t believe he’s also kevin on ‘this is us’. umm, i really can’t pronounce myself here, i have not seen this soap. i gather he’s some kind of rake/bad boy which is cool in my book, i just don’t know enough so ???
bonnie x claire bennett (heroes) - ohh, i loved claire. i think she might’ve been my favorite. and i love that they share a family name. this could’ve been a great enemies to lovers, cuz bonnie would at first think claire’s a vapid mean cheerleader and then they’d have to work together and realize they’re more similar than they thought. i’d be down. 3/5
bonnie x peter (heroes) - ohhh, bonnie and milo ventimiglia *looki eyes*. he’d have to “save the witch” instead of ‘save the cheerleader’. omg, someone write me this. 4/5
bonnie x hardison (leverage) - again i’m ??? i have not seen this show and know nothing about this character but maybe smb else would like to pitch in?
bonnie x tristan (gilmore girls) - noooooooooo why did you put this in my head??? GAAAAH. now it’s everything i waaaant. bonnie enrolling into chilton and having tristan follow her around and tease her. meanwhile they share these intense fraught Looks ™. also tristan is basically young klaus, i mean daddy issues much? haha. 5/5
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A story where...
...Elena is allowed to be angry...
...Caroline is allowed to heal...
...Bonnie will be courted as she deserves...
...Rebekah will find friendship and love...
...and Elijah’s heart is exposed to the light.
- SHE’S COME UNDONE AND SET FREE by terapsina
#elejah#bonbekah#klaroline#barolena#elejah fic#bonbekah fic#klaroline fic#tvd#tvd fic#fanfic#my edits#tvdedit#elejahedit#bonbekahedit#barolenaedit#klarolineedit#otp: i remember reading that in a letter once#ship: bonnie x rebekah#otp: caroline x klaus#bff: floating feathers#bff: friends forever#bff: bonnie x caroline#this is what happens when i'm bored but obsessing over my fic but not in the right frame of mind to write#can't tell if this is stupid or not
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CHAPTER 13 - She’s Come Undone and Set Free - Angry BAMF Elena Fic
relationships: elena/elijah, elena & rebekah, elena & caroline, elena & bonnie, caroline/klaus, bonnie/rebekah
summary:
She’d been free. Freed from a conscience she couldn’t afford to give up again. Free from the grief she’d never actually wanted to abandon, not until the choice was taken from her. But also free from the two brothers that had been taking choices away from her from the moment they’d come to town.
And she didn’t want to give that freedom up. She wouldn’t. Not ever again.
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When Elena feels her humanity returning she finds herself focusing on having finally been free from the Salvatore brothers, and doesn't abandon her justified anger. Unfortunately, she also realizes that her sire bond to Damon isn't fully broken and goes to Rebekah for help, help that involves a little trip to New Orleans.
On the way, Elena will have to deal with her newly returned humanity as well as some long-awaited truths about Caroline's old relationship with the older Salvatore.
There are some things that even the most compassionate person could never forgive.
read on AO3:
Ch1 | Ch2 | Ch3 | Ch4 | Ch5 | Ch6 | Ch7 | Ch8 | Ch9 | Ch10 | Ch11 | Ch12 | Ch13 | ...
sneak peek:
“Come in?”
She pushed open the door and found Elena sitting on the bed, hands clasped together in what strangely looked like nervousness. Caroline bent her head slightly, there was the edge of some kind of paper peeking out from under the pillow behind Elena and she wondered briefly if she wanted to be sidetracked by whatever that was about - there were signs of wiped-away tears from Elena’s cheeks though and maybe her friend could use a distraction too.
So instead, Caroline smirked and put her index finger in front of her lips, flipping open the cover of the notebook to show Elena the first message.
Me. You. Bonnie’s room. Now.
There was less than an instant of confusion in Elena’s eyes before it cleared and was replaced by a glint of amusement. She nodded and they left for their goal with no further words needed.
#elejah#bonbekah#barolena#caroline forbes#elena gilbert#rebekah mikaelson#bonnie bennett#elejah fic#bonbekah fic#fanfic#otp: i remember reading that in a letter once#elijah mikaelson#tvd#the vampire diaries#ship: bonnie x rebekah#tvd fic#bff: floating feathers#bff: friends forever#bff: bonnie x caroline
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CHAPTER 14 - She’s Come Undone and Set Free - Angry BAMF Elena Fic
relationships: elena/elijah, elena & rebekah, elena & caroline, elena & bonnie, caroline/klaus, bonnie/rebekah
summary:
She’d been free. Freed from a conscience she couldn’t afford to give up again. Free from the grief she’d never actually wanted to abandon, not until the choice was taken from her. But also free from the two brothers that had been taking choices away from her from the moment they’d come to town.
And she didn’t want to give that freedom up. She wouldn’t. Not ever again.
/or/
When Elena feels her humanity returning she finds herself focusing on having finally been free from the Salvatore brothers, and doesn't abandon her justified anger. Unfortunately, she also realizes that her sire bond to Damon isn't fully broken and goes to Rebekah for help, help that involves a little trip to New Orleans.
On the way, Elena will have to deal with her newly returned humanity as well as some long-awaited truths about Caroline's old relationship with the older Salvatore.
There are some things that even the most compassionate person could never forgive.
read on AO3:
Ch1 | Ch2 | Ch3 | Ch4 | Ch5 | Ch6 | Ch7 | Ch8 | Ch9 | Ch10 | Ch11 | Ch12 | Ch13 | Ch14 | ...
sneak peek:
“Miss Forbes, I did not expect to see you,” he said, waving her in politely.
"I know,” the young woman told him, face slightly pale but fragile stubbornness visible in the tightness of her shoulders.
“May I ask how you guessed that I-”
She snorted, “Please, your house is taken, Elena’s is burned down,” she sent him a keenly observant look before continuing “- not that you’d have chosen Elena’s home for this anyway - where else would you have taken him?”
“You’re here about the younger Mr. Salvatore,” he added his own observation, deciding to ignore the knowing glint in the woman’s pointed stare.
“I need to talk to him,” she said.
#elejah#bonbekah#bonnie bennett#caroline forbes#elijah mikaelson#rebekah mikaelson#fanfic#tvd fic#elejah fic#bonbekah fic#otp: i remember reading that in a letter once#ship: bonnie x rebekah
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CHAPTER 11 - She's Come Undone and Set Free - Angry BAMF Elena Fic
relationships: elena/elijah, elena & rebekah, elena & caroline, elena & bonnie, caroline/klaus, bonnie/rebekah
summary:
She’d been free. Freed from a conscience she couldn’t afford to give up again. Free from the grief she’d never actually wanted to abandon, not until the choice was taken from her. But also free from the two brothers that had been taking choices away from her from the moment they’d come to town.
And she didn’t want to give that freedom up. She wouldn’t. Not ever again.
/or/
When Elena feels her humanity returning she finds herself focusing on having finally been free from the Salvatore brothers, and doesn't abandon her justified anger. Unfortunately, she also realizes that her sire bond to Damon isn't fully broken and goes to Rebekah for help, help that involves a little trip to New Orleans.
On the way, Elena will have to deal with her newly returned humanity as well as some long-awaited truths about Caroline's old relationship with the older Salvatore.
There are some things that even the most compassionate person could never forgive.
read on AO3:
Ch1 | Ch2 | Ch3 | Ch4 | Ch5 | Ch6 | Ch7 | Ch8 | Ch9 | Ch10 | Ch11 | ...
sneak peek:
"You're seeing this right?" Caroline let out in a shocked whisper. "I'm not imagining it?"
Elena nodded, her wide eyes running over the way Rebekah's heated gaze was glued to Bonnie, the way Bonnie was leaning towards Rebekah like a sunflower toward a lone sunbeam - practically soaking up the attention - entirely purposefully and with an almost coy glint shining in her eyes. They were flirting.
#elejah#bonbekah#elena gilbert#bonnie bennett#rebekah mikaelson#elijah mikaelson#elejah fic#tvd fic#tvd#otp: i remember reading that in a letter once#ship: bonnie x rebekah#fanfic
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CHAPTER 10 - She's Come Undone and Set Free - Angry BAMF Elena Fic
relationships: elena/elijah, elena & rebekah, elena & caroline, elena & bonnie, caroline/klaus, bonnie/rebekah
summary:
She’d been free. Freed from a conscience she couldn’t afford to give up again. Free from the grief she’d never actually wanted to abandon, not until the choice was taken from her. But also free from the two brothers that had been taking choices away from her from the moment they’d come to town.
And she didn’t want to give that freedom up. She wouldn’t. Not ever again.
/or/
When Elena feels her humanity returning she finds herself focusing on having finally been free from the Salvatore brothers, and doesn't abandon her justified anger. Unfortunately, she also realizes that her sire bond to Damon isn't fully broken and goes to Rebekah for help, help that involves a little trip to New Orleans.
On the way, Elena will have to deal with her newly returned humanity as well as some long-awaited truths about Caroline's old relationship with the older Salvatore.
There are some things that even the most compassionate person could never forgive.
read on AO3:
Ch1 | Ch2 | Ch3 | Ch4 | Ch5 | Ch6 | Ch7 | Ch8 | Ch9 | Ch10 | ...
sneak peek:
Elena pulled away from Elijah slowly, reluctant to lose the sense of safety being in his arms brought her but equally unwilling to look weak in his eyes. His respect had always meant too much to her.
And they still had so much else they should talk about before she could even think to allow herself to be distracted.
"You followed me to Mystic Falls."
"Not immediately. But yes, Elena, once you and Rebekah had gone I realized I needed to ascertain that you would be safe here." Meaning Elijah had noticed something that had made him think that was not the case. She probably shouldn't be surprised, considering how rattled and desperate Elena had been when she came to him, it would almost have been more of a surprise for Elijah to have noticed nothing.
She shivered, crossing her arms around herself in a pale imitation of the embrace she'd just ended, and looked back up at his face.
"Are you cold?" he asked, apparently noticing the shiver.
#elejah#elejah fic#elena gilbert#elijah mikaelson#caroline forbes#rebekah mikaelson#bonbekah#carolena#fanfic#tvd fic#otp: i remember reading that in a letter once#bff: friends forever
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