nana.

jealous, jealous girl

girl so confusing

anniversary

day one of sapphic bonnie bennett ft. bonlena.

now playing; jealous, jealous girl.

The Lockwood mansion was packed. Any teenager that owned a phone in Mystic falls crowed themselves onto the large property, dance music bouncing off the walls, plastic cups with mysterious liquid glowing under the lighting overhead.

In a secluded corner Elena pressed against the wall, the seventeen-year-old girl looked every bit of brooding watching her best friend Bonnie Bennett laugh too loudly at something Vicki Donovan whispered in her ear.

Elena’s eyes rolled as she swished the amber fluid around in her own cup. It didn’t help that Bonnie looked amazing tonight. Not that she didn’t look amazing every day, but this night was just different.

Her curls were loose and carefree in a way that made her look magical. The purple top she chose to wear complemented her golden-brown complexion. Elena softly groaned to herself, head leaning back against the wall.

“I’m pathetic.”

“That you are.” Her second best friend, Tyler Lockwood, slid in front of her, a look of amusement plastered on his face. “You’re brooding.”

Elena glanced up, her face twisted up in something ugly yet very familiar.

Jealousy. Pure, raw jealousy.

The whole evening Vicki had swooped in like a mosquito Elena hadn’t accounted for. Just as Elena had finally gotten only a bit of alone time with Bonnie, Vicki followed behind. Bringing Bonnie drinks, asking her to dance, complimenting her, stealing her to talk.

It irritated Elena extremely.

She knew Vicki hated her, that was a known fact. But it didn’t mean she needed hijack Elena’s time with Bonnie either.

“I’m not brooding, Tyler,” She finally spoke, actively glaring holes into back Vicki’s head. Taking a sip from her drink, she placed her attention back on the boy in front of her. “I’m just… standing in a corner.”

“Very aggressively,” He shot back, raising his eyebrow. Elena huffed, shifting her brown eyes back to Bonnie and Vicki once more.

“She’s doing this on purpose.”

Tyler looked openly confused now, following Elena’s line of sight to the two girls.

“Bonnie?”

Elena shook her head immediately. “Not Bonnie, it’s never Bonnie. I meant Vicki. All night she’s been hovering around Bonnie like some… gnat. Vicki doesn’t even like girls. She just enjoys seeing me suffer.”

It was no secret Elena was in love with Bonnie, even a blind person could see it. Everyone could see it except for Bonnie it seemed. At least to Elena.

“For someone who still hasn’t confessed their feelings, you’re awfully jealous,” Tyler pointed out clearly enjoying Elena’s suffering which only appeared to make Elena more frustrated.

“Because I haven’t had the chance, Tyler! That’s the problem. Every time me and Bonnie get just one second alone, I think I can finally tell her how I feel. And boom. Here comes Vicki. Again.”

Tyler stared at Elena, then observing the two females across the room who were trading whispers.

He hated seeing her like this, how much she let insufficient things bother her, but being the best friend in the whole world as he would call himself, he was going to fix this.

“I’ll be back,” He simply said.

Elena let out a little whine. “Tyler no this is serious, where are you going—“

“Just trust me,” Tyler replied over the thumping sound of music and chattering voices before drifting off into the crowd.

“That’s literally the worst thing to say to get someone to trust you!” Elena shouted back but watched as Tyler made his way over to Bonnie and Vicki.

Her eyes widened instantly. Oh no.

Oh no. What was he doing? Elena monitored while he spoke to Bonnie. What was he saying? Whatever he said, it couldn’t have been good because Bonnie eyes shifted towards Elena.

Without thinking, Elena ducked off straight for the stairs, heading for the first bedroom door she’d saw.

She pushed it open, an indecent scene going on. Quickly she slammed the door shut, gagging. “Ew, ew, ew, ew.”

Her eyes were widened and filled with utter embarrassment.

“Guess you walked in on Tiki and Brandon.” A voice spoke behind her which made her freeze up. It wasn’t just any voice.

It was Bonnie’s voice.

How the hell did she get up here so fast?

Elena planned different ways to escape in her head, but absolutely found them useless. With everything in her body, she slowly turned around avoiding eye contact with the girl in front of her.

Elena’s fingers nervously tapping the rim of the plastic cup in her hand. “Uh… yeah. I wasn’t expecting.. well.. that.” A small, awkward smile formed at her lips before disappearing.

“Tyler said you wanted to talk?” Bonnie nodded her head toward the stairs. Elena paused again, mentally cursing Tyler out her in her head.

Elena could deny it. She could deflect. Tell Bonnie it was nothing, that the conversation didn’t matter anymore.

But what good would that be? After all, this what Elena wanted right? Alone time with Bonnie to tell her exactly how she felt, how much she meant to her.

That she hated pretending to not be in love with her.

Plus, what could be a better time? A dark hallway while two of their classmates banged just a few feet away from them.

“U-Uh,” Elena started, eventually looking Bonnie directly in the eye for the first time all night. “Yeah, I did. But can we go somewhere .. private?” She gestured toward the door where a particular loud thud followed afterwards.

“Right.. of course.” Bonnie agreed.

Elena nodded slowly, dragging her feet in direction of another room door. This time, Elena made sure to knock this time, not wanting another surprise.

Met with silence, Elena wearily twisted the knob, finding the room empty so she walked in.

Bonnie stepped in behind her, shutting the door before turning toward Elena, taking a step forward. “So…”

“What were you doing with Vicki?” Elena blurted before she could stop herself. Mentally scolding herself, she got a glimpse at Bonnie’s confused face.

“Vicki? We were just hanging out.”

Elena scoffed. “Yeah right. she practically all over you tonight. You can be honest with me, Bon. Do you two have something going on?”

“What? No,” Bonnie quickly denied the accusation. “No, we don’t. We’re just friends, Elena. But if we did.. why does it bother you so much?” Her tone was now teetering on something suspicious.

“What—no, no it doesn’t—I— it doesn’t bother me, Bonnie. I was just wondering because she—“ Elena instantly cut her stuttering short before she was able to say something stupid again.

Bonnie clearly didn’t buy it one bit. “Oh my gosh, Elena you’re jealous!” She gasped.

“What—I—that is insane, Bonnie. I am not jealous.” Elena stammered, avoiding eye contact with her once again.

“You are totally jealous, Lena.” Bonnie smirked, now inches away from Elena.

Elena could practically smell her perfume in her mouth and lungs, the smell of something sweet and cocoa.

“I—“

“Don’t worry, I actually find it kind of cute.”

“Bonnie! Wait what—“

“Oh please, you think I couldn’t tell that you were jealous? You were standing in the corner like someone stole your favorite toy whenever Vicki spoke to me.” Bonnie rolled her eyes although she found Elena’s flustered state adorable.

“You knew?” Elena eyed her questionably. It was a dumb question, a very stupid one.

Of course Bonnie knew. Elena wasn’t actually subtle with her piercing gaze every time Vicki stood too close to Bonnie.

“Obviously I knew. You weren’t exactly hiding it. It was actually pretty cute watching you brood in a corner.”

“Can everybody stop saying I was brooding?!? I wasn’t—“

“Just like I know you’re in love with me.” Bonnie cut Elena off with a bomb drop that made falter on her words, her brown eyes trailing Bonnie’s face in horror.

“You—what? How did you know—“

“So it’s true?”

Elena was stuck, she couldn’t find any words and her brain wasn’t exactly cooperating with her in this situation either.

But this is what she wanted right…? To admit to Bonnie that she loved her more than just a friend, more than anything. Now that she was here, why did it seem so .. challenging?

Elena took in a sharp breath, exhaling slowly before she nodded. Bonnie shook her head. “No. Absolutely not. I want you to say it. Not with your eyes, not with your little non-verbal gestures, your words Lena.”

“What do you want me to say Bonnie?” Elena snapped. “That I’m in love with you? That I’ve been in love with you for longer than I could remember? That every moment we’re together I think about kissing you knowing I can’t because you might not feel the same way? Or the fact that I want be with you for the rest of my life and—“

Elena finally paused, the words she’d said out loud finally catching up to her. Bonnie was silent now, looking directly at Elena’s paralyzed frame as she stared everywhere but at Bonnie.

“That’s… that’s exactly what I wanted you to say.”

Elena finally looked at Bonnie again, this time she was the one to take a step toward. “Then yes, I love you Bonnie Bennett. I’ve always loved you.”

“Elena I…” Bonnie faltered, and Elena swallowed thickly. This was it, Bonnie was going to tell her she didn’t feel the same way. That they were only friends and nothing else.

“Forget I said anything—“ She started again.

“Elena, I love you too.”

“Seriously, I knew you didn’t feel the same— what?” Elena stumbled. “What did you say?”

“I love you too, Elena. I loved you too for a long time. I was just waiting for you to finally say something.”

She felt the same way. She actually felt the same way. Elena couldn’t bring herself believe it. Her mouth couldn’t form any words. “Bonnie I don’t know what to say.”

“Don’t say anything. Just shut up and kiss me already,” Bonnie groaned, tired of all the theatrics. Elena let out a breathless, disbelieving laugh. “Now that is something I can do.”

She pulled Bonnie in her by her purple top, their lips capturing in a passionate dance. Elena’s hand wrapped around her waist, the other one slowly trailing up to Bonnie’s hair, fingers fisting in her brown, luscious curls.

The kiss lasted for almost more than a minute, Bonnie finally pulled away to catch a deep breath, lips swollen, her lipgloss subtly smeared across her chin.

“That was.. wow. Was that your first kiss since Matt?”

Elena rolled her eyes. “Shut up.”

“I Love you, Lena.”

“I love you more, Bon.”

30 Days Of Sapphic Bonnie Bennett!

This idea came to me spontaneously, lol. As a writer who constantly wants to better my craft, I’ve noticed some of my weaknesses, consistency being one of them. So I decided to give myself a tiny little challenge.

Starting June 1st, I’ll post a different Bonnie ship with a new prompt every day, lasting until the very end of June. I will be creating the official master list May 31st, and I’ll also be taking tag list requests up until then as well. So if you’d like to be tagged in any of the posts, let me know before then 🫶🏽.

Niklaus Mikaelson had attended his fair share of balls. With centuries of living under his belt, these gatherings didn’t seem to excite him as they once did in the past. Plus, the modern age, bless it, felt astonishingly close to imitation. It could never compare to his day, not to him at least.

But here he stood.

A command from his mother yet disguised as a request.

Esther never summoned her children without purpose. And her latest act of reuniting the family, as she would call it, left a feeling of restlessness lingering in his body. Deep down, Klaus knew she was planning something, he felt it in every last bone in his ever so immortal body.

He just didn’t know what. Not yet.

For now, he would just sip his champagne and wait for this dreadful evening to come to an end.

Elijah appeared at his side, adjusting the cufflinks to his suit. “You could at least attempt to look as though you are enjoying yourself,” he said quietly.

A familiar, faint smile touched Klaus’s lips. He swirled the champagne in his glass before glancing at his brother.

“Of course, brother. I should feign amusement while we mingle amongst incompetent mortals and pretend our mother isn’t orchestrating some grand conspiracy against our very existence.”

“You assume our mother is not being fairly forthcoming regarding her purpose,” Elijah stated, though it was more of a question than anything.

Klaus could only widen his smile. “You’ve always remained utterly optimistic concerning our mother and her poorly executed schemes. Quite foolish if you ask me.”

Elijah hummed. “Perhaps that is so.”

Klaus’s eyes scanned the room of mere mortals, landing on the doppelgänger and her useless cluster of friends. The only person he’d deemed compelling was missing.

Bonnie Bennett.

“Curious,” he murmured, gaze fixed on the group. “The doppelgänger arrives, flanked as always by her insufferably loyal entourage… and yet the Bennett witch, charming as she is, has chosen not to attend.”

Elijah’s attention shifted towards the bunch as well. “I must remind you that the girl attempted to kill you.”

“Ah, you see, dear brother. If I recall correctly, you were the one who arranged for that to transpire,” Klaus said, bringing the glass up to his lips. He took a slow sip, his eyes drifting deliberately towards Elena, offering her a deferential wave.

On the outside, it looked genuine. But to those who really knew Klaus, it was anything but. He watched as she visibly tensed, leaning over to frantically whisper something into Stefan’s ear.

His smile widened at that. Klaus placed his attention back on his brother. “On the contrary, the ambitious witch almost succeeded.” He turned the glass between his fingers, smug as ever. “Not a single soul, much less a human, has come so… close to slaying the wild beast known as myself. That is what makes her intriguing.”

“Niklaus, she is not some trinket for your amusement.” Elijah finally turned to look at Klaus, expression settling into something more resolute.

Faster than Klaus could respond, a familiar, bubbly voice cut through the crowd.

“Bonnie, you made it! Oh my goodness, you look amazing.” The voice belonged to Caroline, practically beaming as she rushed to greet her friend. Klaus didn’t realize he’d taken a step forward until he’d been only a few feet away from the group.

She’d came, and she looked more breathtaking than he could imagine. Bonnie flashed a shy, yet poised smile at her friends. “Sorry it took me so long, I had to go out and get a last-minute dress.” She preformed a small, playful bow. “So, how do I look?”

“Are you kidding?” Elena indignantly interjected. “You look wonderful, Bonnie.”

Klaus remained still, unusually so.

Stunned wasn’t the word he would use to describe himself at this moment. Really, he didn’t think any word could depict what he was feeling. All he could do is stand there, dumbfounded, and soak up the beauty in front of him.

Her long, brown hair cascaded down her bare shoulders in gorgeous curls, framing the shape of her face with softness that hid exactly what she was capable of. The deep purple of her ball gown did not merely exist with her skin, it complimented it, catching the light in a way that made it difficult to look elsewhere.

His grip tightened on his glass as his throat suddenly felt dry despite the amount of champagne he’d consumed just seconds ago.

fancast for tylena’s children:

TVD X MARVEL

bonnie’s grandad comes to town part one

KLONNIE

mystic falls, 2011.

  Fell's church was packed. Townspeople solemnly formed in a line to view and honor the body of the late mayor, Rudy Hopkins, who'd died in front of the whole town. Throat slit, just like that, by the hands of Silas, who'd been posing as Stefan, while Stefan was actually drowning somewhere in Steven's quarry.

The Mystic falls crew sat in the back of the church, whispering frantically to each other. "Where the hell is Bonnie?" Caroline whispered to Elena who shrugged, just as confused as she was.

"I don't know, Caroline. She'll be here soon. She has to be, I mean, she wouldn't miss her dad's funeral just to travel with Abby," Elena whispered back, head turning to Damon. "Have you heard anything back?"

Damon looked back at Elena, almost like he was offended. "Please, Bonnie wouldn't text me back even if the hairs on her little witchy head were on fire," he replied back with a subtle eye roll. "And why don't you ask Pocahontas? He's been acting weird all morning."

Before Elena could even respond to Damon's insensitive sarcasm, Matt slid into bench next to them.

"I don't mean to interrupt, but there's a man with an eye patch and a bunch of scary looking men behind him. They looked like... government officials."

Everyone turned to Matt while Damon just let out a huff of annoyance mixed with boredom.

"Great, another thing to add onto my not-so-important list," He murmured, though Elena and Caroline's enhanced hearing caught it perfectly, causing Elena to pinch his arm subtly. "Ouch, hands off, Buffy."

Elena ignored him, her focus on Matt. "You said a man with an eyepatch...? That sounds a lot like-"

"Bonnie's dad's, dad, or well, Bonnie's grandpa." Caroline finished the sentence for her, eyes widening. "No way. Nick Fury is here. I thought he was off in New York." She turned around, trying catch a glimpse of what Matt was talking about, meanwhile the rest of them looked at Caroline like she'd grown a second head.

"And you know this... how?" Elena asked, her eyebrow raised, and Caroline turned back towards the group, facial expression revealing herself.

"Okay, you caught me... I might have searched him up once after Bonnie mentioned him.. and I might have found out that he's the director of a government funded agency called S.H.I.E.L.D..."

"You searched up Bonnie's grandfather? Caroline?!?" Elena's hand flew up to her temple, although this was very much on brand for Caroline.

"What?!? I was curious! Bonnie never mentions her family." Caroline weakly shot back.

"I see why," Matt muttered. "That dude looks scary. I swear his stare alone made the air feel colder. It's 65 degrees out, man."

"Shhh, the service is starting." Elena hissed at all of them as the doors to the church opened, Fury stepping in. His leather trench coat trailed behind him, one good eye searching the church as if he was the collector of Sins himself.