#boncel

I know I am not the only one who dislikes Bonnie's canon relationships, and I wanted to make a space for us that see her as more than what she was given.

Bonnie would have to kick his ass for his random witch murdering in NOLA but I could see the relationship working out. They’ve both been cast aside and ignored by family/friends so why not. Both are loyal people in general. Well, unfortunately can relate to dating your “relative” sjsgszj. 😭✋🏽sorry the joke was right there?!

If Cami the “good” loving human can sleep with murderous vampires I see no reason why Bonnie can’t. In fact, no one ever has a good reason as for why Bonnie can’t date these villains. Now, not every ship is going to be someone tastes but in general when people are saying no to one non-canon pairing they mean all of them. But, they never say no to their fave white women lol.

lol, fuck Julie. Her definition of romance for Bonnie was Enzo someone who didn’t show interest in her into her initially, Ben who claimed he wasn’t into her, Luka here for a minute and gone the next… then there’s Jeremy. Can’t forget the step-brother lol.

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!

I'm glad for the pro Bonnie Bennett fans that put so much effort into their work. I love reading ya'lls, metas, theories, stories, and what ifs. Your edits, celebrations, planned events, and watching your edits!

I love our interactions and discussions. A lot of talented people with great ideas. Your passion is noted and welcomed.

Bonnie Bennett in The Originals ‘verse (2/?)

Just like the rest of the French Quarter, this place is loud and excessive.  She turns her nose up as she steps inside, hoping to make this quick.  She is on a scouting mission --- getting her first look at the enemy. 

The witches have prepared her, spinning a tail of a monster.  A true product of his sire (and she understands what that means all too well).  

What she finds in that cramped bar...is not the picture she has in her head. 

Marcel Gerard belts out a song, his raspy voice slightly off key.  His frame slides to the beat, hips rolling as he gives it his all.  The crowd around her raise their drinks and cheer.  She doesn’t know what to think. 

Then his eyes find her, the only body not swaying in a sea of people.

Marcel leans forward, his voice changing, taking on a more sultry tone.  He is singing to her and only her.  She wonders if he knows who she is.  She wonders if he knows why she is there.  She almost hopes so because she wants to wipe that smarmy look off his face in the end.

When the song is over, she claps appreciatively as he continues to stare her down.

all along it was a fever a cold sweat, hot headed believer I threw my hands in the air, said, "Show me something" he said, "If you dare, come a little closer"