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This is rough, have any advice on not fucking killing myself?

I know there are a lot of people thinking about killing themselves right now. I felt the exact same way in 2016 when he first got elected.

This is a bad thing, but to anyone having these types of thoughts, please don't do anything that can't be undone. This is the last term he can be be inaugurated, after these 4 years, or hopefully less, he will be gone. It's difficult to stay positive right now, and that's okay. You don't have to stay positive, it's okay to feel these emotions as they are. But please do not commit suicide, because if you do, you won't be able to feel any emotions ever again.

Even though I felt hopeless at the time, I am so glad that I didn't kill myself in 2016.

For my own sake, I really need the people who are upset with this election to stay alive with me

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i got too optimistic and forgot kamala harris was dealing with the combined powers of racism and misogyny

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Dear Undecided and Both Sides are Evil voters.

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To all Americans out there:

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This was Hillary's final rally in Philadelphia in 2016. She had a crowd size of 40,000+ people. If you think you don't have to vote because the numbers appear good for Harris right now, think again. It's not over until it's over. Vote.

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A friendly reminder to USians: if you are planning to vote on Election Day, your mantra is "Nothing I see today convinces me not to go vote."

Exit polls suggest DT cannot be caught? YOU STILL GO VOTE.

Exit polls suggest KH has it in the bag? YOU STILL GO VOTE.

Pundits are saying the country is swinging overwhelmingly red? YOU STILL GO VOTE.

Pundits are saying the country is swinging overwhelmingly blue? YOU STILL GO VOTE.

Polls can be misleading (intentionally or not). The methodology can be biased (or simply poor). Early results may not reflect what the full count will show. There may be a red mirage. NOTHING YOU SEE CONVINCES YOU NOT TO VOTE.

The biggest Democratic win in swing states means nothing if democrats don't turn out everywhere to keep the reliably blue states blue.

VOTE. Wear appropriate weather gear if you think you may have to stand in a line outside (coat, hat, gloves, umbrella, sunhat, whatever, you know where you live). Bring water and a snack and something to do (book, game on your phone, podcast and headphones, whatever, you know what you like). GO VOTE.

NOTHING YOU SEE ON ELECTION DAY CONVINCES YOU NOT TO VOTE.

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Klonnie Mischief Movie Night

Before anyone roasts me I would like to mention that I have never seen a horror movie before and this is loosely based off of Monster House.

“C'mon Bonnie it’s not that scary.” Caroline teased as Elena, Tyler, Matt, and Bonnie stood outside the abandoned Mikaelson residence. “Caroline we aren’t kids anymore. I mean, we are about to graduate from college for heaven's sake!” Bonnie exclaimed as she crossed her arms. She knew she should probably just get on the road and head back to her apartment in Maryland, but she couldn’t leave her friends. Caroline pouted and stomped her foot like a child, looking at Bonnie. “I mean, we will be in there together.” Elena smiled, trying to remain hopeful. Something about the house rubbed Bonnie the wrong way and no matter what she did, she couldn’t shake it. 

“Fine, I’ll go. Just so we all are clear, I will be the final girl.” Bonnie sighed as she walked inside with her two friends. The trio lost a bet to Matt and since they lost, this was the punishment. Bonnie walked inside behind Elena, clutching the flashlight in her hand. The door suddenly slammed and the three of them screamed. Not thinking, they all ran off, terrified of the slam. Bonnie seemed to be lost, looking around for some source of light. She sighed and found a nearby bathroom and wet her palm. She quickly put a flame in her hand, thankful that she learned early on to manage her pyrokinesis. 

She sighed as she walked around, looking for a sign of her friends. She called their names out timidly, listening for any sign of life. She heard a high-pitch scream, followed by silence and her fear kicked up a notch. “Caroline I swear to God if you are fucking with me I am fucking you up when I see you!” She called out, trying to swallow her scream. She continued down the hall before tripping over what felt like a log. She groaned as her body hit the ground before she looked down and saw blonde hair. She froze and tried to gather herself to turn around and look. She blinked a few times before looking at the face and seeing Caroline. She felt like she was going to puke as she tried to tell herself it was a prank. “C’mon Caroline enough is enough, get up.” She cried, looking down at the body.

She saw two oval-like holes in her neck and blood dripping below her. She began crying, still shaking her friend to wake up. “She’s not waking up love.” A British voice called out as she looked around. It sounded so close but so far away. “Caroline stop playing with me please.” She cried as a hand walked over and held hers. She looked up in fear as she saw a pair of black eyes and yellow irises. Swallowing her scream, she took off running, trying to find somewhere else to hide or to escape. She heard laughing in the background, like the person was taunting her. She tripped again, groaning as she tumbled hard. She looked down and noticed Tyler lying there and she froze.

Bonnie didn’t know what to do but it was clear her friends were now dead. The final girl thing was only meant to be a joke, but now it’s coming true. “You’re all alone with me, scaredy cat.” The same voice called out as it approached her. She looked up and now saw blue eyes as the stranger looked at her. She blinked a few times before realizing that she recognized the face. It was Niklaus Mikaelson, the man in all the photos. “Yes yes love, it’s me.” He chuckled, squatting down to look at Bonnie. He hummed as he held her chin and looked at her. He gently moved her face around to get a good look at her in the moonlight. “You are very beautiful my love but there is something about you. I can feel it, even just by holding your chin.” Klaus smiled as Bonnie thought. She realized that he knew she was a witch. 

“Don’t worry pretty girl, I don’t want to harm you, I just want to taste you. You, my love, will be spared. I could never kill such a beautiful creature.” Klaus smiled before his eyes turned black. He suddenly pulled her close and sank his fangs into her neck. Bonnie let out a gasp, but for some reason couldn’t scream. The bite hurt at first but then it was replaced with a layer of pleasure. She didn’t know if it was his doing or hers but she knew that she wasn’t thinking straight. She blinked a few times before realizing she needed to escape. She held her hand out, summoning the nearby vase to her hand. Thankfully it was clear so she could see the water in the vase that was more than likely used to hold flowers.

She dipped her hand in the vase and then set it on fire. “Burn in hell.” She said angrily before gripping the hand that was on top of her hips. Suddenly he pulled away from the bite but only chuckled. “Fire won’t kill me love” Klaus whispered in her ear as the pair slowly were engulfed in flames. The two were fireproof but for vastly different reasons. Bonnie was able to use her magic to make herself a human match essentially but he was a mystery to her. “Flames can’t kill an original.” He whispered in her ear as they both stood there, two matches burning. Bonnie felt another bite on her neck and this time she let out a moan. Between the flames and his touch, something about this gave her a new high she’d never experienced. Almost like an addiction.

She soon felt her eyes getting heavy, realizing that he was taking a lot. She began to panic as she dismissed the flames, both of them now skin to skin. “Relax my love, I told you, I can’t harm such an innocent creature.” Klaus whispered before he bit his wrist and pressed it to her mouth. Bonnie began to drink from him, almost immediately getting used to the metallic flavor. It was strange for her and she worried that he somehow turned her into a vampire. She’d seen Twilight before and knew how fast humans became vampires. “Easy love, I would have to kill you to turn you. I will make sure that you make it home safely. Rest.” He whispered in her ear as she felt her eyes getting heavier. Soon she ended up passing out, her body limp in his hold.

When she woke up the next morning everything set in. She panicked as she tried to think of what to do. She grabbed her phone and immediately searched for a news report on the house. She saw Caroline’s name go across her screen and she teared up. “Bonnie? Oh my gosh, that goodness you’re okay. I had a horrible dream you and Elena were killed by some psychopath but then I woke up and saw Elena here but you weren’t and I panicked. I’m sorry to call you so early but I just wanted to hear your voice.” Caroline cried on the other end as Bonnie let out a sigh of relief. “I’m okay Care. I had a dream like yours so it’s good to hear your voice too.” Bonnie sniffled as the two girls began to calm down. Soon after Bonnie got a text from Tyler and Matt, checking on her. Bonnie was willing to dismiss everything as a bad dream until she noticed the bite marks on her neck. She tried to concentrate on Caroline talking and trying to soothe herself but her brain couldn’t stop staring at the bite marks. 

Bonnie began to look at her entire body before realizing that she was in a henley. No man in her family owned a henley so clearly this was a stranger’s shirt. She headed out to the kitchen and she froze as she saw the vase from last night with fresh roses in it. She ended her call with Caroline before walking over to the vase and reading the letter that was below it. 

  “Last night was perfect my love. We burned like flames in an open field, fueling one another to continue on. I hope I can experience more of your fiery passion as well as your taste. Your blood is my new favorite addiction and I hope to have another bite soon” ~Niklaus 

She read as she froze. It wasn’t some dream. What happened last night was real and the passion she felt was real too. She saw his number on the back of the card and thought about whether to call or not. 

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Get ready to celebrate Klonnie Mischief Movie Night on October 30th! Gather 'round, Klonnie friends! It's time to dive into your favorite scary (or not-so-scary) movie. This special event is open to everyone, giving you the creative freedom to choose any Halloween-themed film and infuse it with some Klonnie magic. Get ready for a thrilling night of chills, thrills, and Klonnie fun!

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Klonnie Weekend Day 3: Trapped

(Ight y'all stick with me. I provided pictures so that y'all could see my vision. This is a human au btw)

Bonnie and Klaus quickly rushed through the Salvatore mansion, looking for a quick place to hide. The cops had shown up to bust a party so everyone had to scatter before they even made it inside. Bonnie quickly snatched open the door to one of the many bedrooms and shut it. She turned the ceiling light off and opted to turn on a lamp instead. Klaus held in a laugh as he shook his head. He pressed his ear to the door, trying to see if they could hear any radio chatter. He assumed they were far enough away to be safe. They managed to make it up to the top floor and down to the end of the hall without drawing attention.

“Hear anything?” Bonnie whispered as he held his hand up. “I think we should be good.” Klaus smiled as he looked at her. She crossed her arms as she looked at him. Bonnie didn’t really want to come to the party but she let her boyfriend talk her into it. It was those damn blue eyes. She knew that parties at the Salvatore mansion got busted because the Salvatore’s lived in an uppity neighborhood. “Oh come on baby, It’s not like the cops caught us.” Klaus said as he wrapped his arms around her waist. “I know but I can hear the news now. ‘Mayor’s daughter busted at the infamous Salvatore party house.’ I really don’t want to hear my dad’s mouth about it either.” Bonnie pouted as she crossed her arms. 

“I know I know but I promised we wouldn’t get caught and we won’t” He grinned as he looked at her. He leaned in to press kisses to her lips, knowing that it always calmed her down. “Fine I guess.” She sighed against his lips before kissing back. He smiled into the kiss as he pulled her closer. She gently pushed away from him, shaking her head. “Nope, not while the cops are looking for people in obvious hiding spots.” She hummed before looking up at him. “Fine, fine, How about we find something to do in here.” Klaus said as he looked around the room for anything to do. He saw a closet in the corner and he opened it to see multiple board games hidden inside.  He pulled out a deck of uno cards before smirking at her. 

“Wanna get your ass kicked in Uno?” He hummed as he walked towards her and sat on the ground. “Fine, you’re on but be prepared to lose.” Bonnie shrugged as she looked at him. He began to pass the cards out between the two of them and he looked at his hand before looking at her. “Rules?” He asked as she looked at her hand as well. “Normal Uno, that means no stacking draw 2’s on top of draw 4’s” Bonnie said as Klaus pressed his hand to his chest. “You want to play the wrong way I see.” He said before letting her go first. 

After about an hour or so of playing Uno Bonnie let out a sigh before laying on her back. “I’m officially bored Klaus…what other games are there?” She asked as she looked over at him. He stood up and looked back at the closet before pulling out a few options. “There is The Game of Life, Monopoly, Azul, Scrabble-” Klaus started before she sat up and pointed at him. “Oooo bring scrabble! Also The Game of Life. I remember kicking ass in that game when I was younger.” Bonnie said as she sat up again. Klaus gave her a look before shaking his head and laughing. “What’s so funny, chuckles?” Bonnie asked as she crossed her arms. 

“Beating Grams in a board game when you were a kid doesn’t count as kicking ass. It was either let you win or deal with a pouty child.” Klaus teased as Bonnie pouted. “I will have you know that I was a very emotionally intelligent 8 year old and did not pout when I lost games.” She said, matter of factly. “Okay, we’ll play that first, since you wanna lose so bad.” Klaus smirked as he sat down with three different games in his hands. “Azul? What’s that?” She asked as she picked up the box. “It’s a really cool tile game. Elijah brought it home from his trip back home. He said he played it with our cousins and loved it.” Klaus said as he looked at her. “Plus we played a few rounds just the two of us and it was pretty nice.” He smiled before setting up the Game of Life.

After almost an hour of playing Klaus was far ahead of Bonnie. “I think you are cheating.” Bonnie said as she crossed her arms, “I am not. I just know how to prioritize.” He boasted as she rolled her eyes again. “That or cheating.” She repeated as he rolled his eyes playfully. “I’m sensing a lot of jealousy.” He teased before she threw a spare card at him. “Hey, you’re the one who sucks.” Klaus laughed before Bonnie grabbed the pieces and began to put them away. “Oops the board was ruined, guess we gotta start on a new game.” Bonnie shrugged as Klaus fell back with laughter. Once he finally calmed down he grabbed Azul and sat it between them. 

Bonnie was still confused after listening to Klaus explainthe rules, though she’d never admit it. She just nodded and looked at her board, assuming she’d understand it on her own. Once they started playing she started to understand more through watching him. He was clearly taking it easy on her and she wanted to play that to her advantage. After a while she began to easily win without him even noticing. “What does it mean when I cover all my patterns?” Bonnie asked in the fourth round before he looked at her dumbfounded. “What do you mean?” He asked before he looked at her board. Bonnie had managed to cover every square. “I guess  it means you’ve won.” Klaus smiled before leaning in to peck her lips.

“Granted it was because I was taking it easy on you, I will consider it a solid win.” He hummed before he leaned in and kissed her again. Bonnie heard the door open and she quickly pulled away, thinking it was the cops. She was fully prepared to explain that all they were doing was playing games before she was face to face with Stefan. “Oh…you two are still here?” He asked, completely confused. Most of the people from the party had managed to scatter, including Stefan. “Yeah? Why?” Klaus asked before he looked around. He could see the sun peeking through the curtains before Bonnie grabbed her phone and looked at the time. “Holy shit it's 7 am.” Bonnie said as she checked her missed calls and messages. Only a few from her friends but thankfully none from her father. Klaus quickly stood up and helped Bonnie up.

“We should be on our way then. Have fun Stef.” Klaus smiled as Stefan rolled his eyes and waved them off. Bonnie thanked her lucky stars that she still lived on campus. Klaus began to drive her to his place, wanting to change before they had to drive to meet her dad. “So, should we attempt to get at least an hour nap in before we get on the road or should we just get on the road?” He asked as Bonnie looked out the window. “We can afford a three hour nap but we have to be on the road by 11:30 and take the shortcuts to get to my dad’s place in time for lunch.” Bonnie mumbled as she closed her eyes to try and get some sleep now.

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These Lips...

This was his chance and he had to take it. Klaus knew there wouldn't be another opportunity to recruit the town witch that foiled his plans. Bonnie Bennett was loyal to the core, but the betrayal of the Salvatores could be his opening. Her mother, Abigail, has refused to transition into vampirism and her blood is on the Salvatores’ hands. Abby chose death and abandoned her daughter once again, this time permanently.

These circumstances gave Klaus the idea that he could recruit Bonnie. He hasn't had a witch at his side since Greta. She was more useful between the sheets than with her magic since she too had been killed by Damon Salvatore. Despite her inexperience, Klaus knew Bonnie was a real gem with an immense talent for spells and lots of power. This idea may sound foolish, but he was willing to try.

The stars lit the sky as he stood outside the Bennett home. He had knocked upon the door with flowers in hand that he compelled from a florist in town. The door slammed open with unexpected aggression from a girl that he expected to be drowning in her tears. 

“What are you doing here?” Bonnie asked with a furrowed brow and hands on her hips.

Taken aback by her image, Klaus stared. The thin, white cotton tank and tiny shorts were the most exposed he'd ever seen her. He schooled his expression before responding, “I'm here to offer my condolences.”

“Orchids? Is this a joke?” She stepped onto the porch in pink fuzzy socks to retrieve the potted plant from his arms.

“I know how much you adore flowers.” The scent of her rose perfume always lingered when 

“Thanks,” Bonnie snorted before giving him a dismissive wave. “You can leave now.”

“You won't invite me in?”

“I'm a little tipsy but I'm not stupid.”

Klaus eyed her shivering form and the hardened nipples poking through her top. With her figure on display, he knew her breasts would fit perfectly in his hands. He didn't come here for her body, and yet she's too enchanting to resist.“You look a little cold.”

She was completely oblivious to his simmering lust for her and rolled her eyes, thinking he was pretending to care about her well-being. “I'm fine. No need to worry about me.”

“I know how you're feeling,” He whispered as he stared into her eyes. “I've lost a mother before.”

Bonnie sighed, frustrated with his refusal to go. He would not fool her with fake empathy. She wanted to grieve alone and bonding over mommy issues with a serial killer wasn't on her agenda for tonight. “You killed your mother and now she wants to kill you.”

“We weren't always so focused on rage and murder, you know.”

“That was a long time ago.”

“It was but I can remember it clearly.” Klaus gave a small smile and Bonnie refused to be distracted by his cute dimples.

“And how did you feel after you murdered your mother?”

“I wasn't grieving my mother, but the mother I wished I had. The ache in your stomach, the longing for her acceptance, the overwhelming loneliness…”

“Sounds familiar,” said Bonnie as she looked away from him to count the stars. Talking to Klaus wasn't what she expected. It was too comfortable. And it didn't seem like he was planning to go anytime soon. 

“You’ll get through this, Bonnie,” Klaus spoke, focused on the pain written on her face. “You've always been strong, amazingly so.”

“What if I don't want to be strong?”

He gently grabbed her chin, forcing their eyes to connect. “Then allow me to be strong for you.”

“You?”

“I can take good care of you. I just need you to let me in.”

Bonnie hesitated while she memorized every detail of his face at this moment. She was always aware that he was handsome despite his villainous way. The unusual softness in his eyes made her act out of character and press a light kiss to his lips. “Come in.”

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When We Sleep

“There you are, my love.” Klaus welcomed her with a heated kiss. 

“Where else would I be?” flirted Bonnie with a seductive grin. Like a good gentleman, Klaus offered her his arm and she took it easily. It was a familiar motion. Walking with the man she loved always felt right. 

“I am always flattered that you choose to spend your nights with me,” crooned Klaus. His girl was a stunner and no other could compare. She radiated light even in her little black dress. Bonnie had every reason to avoid him, yet she chose Klaus over the rest. He wouldn't take it for granted. 

Klaus led her away from the smoky entrance and toward the bar where he ordered her a drink. He always knew what she wanted. Somehow, the man she'd known for a short while, knew more about her than those she called family. “If I'm being honest, I prefer your company to that of the others,” praised Bonnie.

“I am honored to have the privilege of showing you a good time.”

“The music is incredible tonight.”

“I knew you'd be eager to hear it.” His Bonnie was quite the dancer. Once she knocked back her drink, he extended a hand to escort her onto the dance floor as a slower tune played. 

“The music is one of the best things about this time,” grinned Bonnie as she swayed in her man’s arms. Dance was her secret passion. She’d taken lessons from a young age at a school out of town for she didn't want to compete against her friends. Their competitive nature was too much for her, so she kept her dreams of being a professional performer to herself. That was true until she confided in Klaus.

“Better than the rap music of today?” mused Klaus. 

“Nik, you're breaking character.” Bonnie rolled her eyes. Every dream they shared was different. Together, each night they built a new world where anything was possible. Klaus designed this dream as a do-over for their awful experience at the 1920s dance. 

“My apologies Bonnie. I was distracted by your alluring beauty.”

“You're such a flatterer.”

“Only for you,” grinned Klaus as he spun her quickly before pulling her back into his arms.

Bonnie laid her head on his chest. In these dreams, he had a heartbeat that drummed to the same rhythm as hers. They were connected; mentally, physically, and emotionally. The stolen kisses and secret sleepovers where they made love weren't enough. “I wish it could always be like this between you and me,” whispered Bonnie. 

“You don't like pretending to plot each other's deaths and forging hate for your lover?”

“Lover? Is that what you are to me?”

“Silly terms like ‘boyfriend’ are childish and you aren't ready for ‘husband’ yet,”

Bonnie briefly imagined the wedding. She could see herself in a white veil, holding white roses. Klaus would stand at the end of the aisle but she couldn't picture her friends in the audience. No, they wouldn’t approve. “You want marriage?”

“Only with you,” assured Klaus. He knew what she was thinking. He didn't care for her friends at all, so their approval meant nothing to him. He would be enough for her, but if Bonnie wanted friends, then she could find better ones. She deserved the best and those fools didn't fit the bill.

Holding in a frown, Bonnie said, “You know these dreams are the only place we can be free to love,”

“It doesn't have to be.”

“I have everything to lose if people found out about us and you’d face no backlash whatsoever.”

“You’re right in a way. A lecture from Elijah is nothing like all your friends turning on you.”

“So you understand?” breathed Bonnie. The music continued, but they stood in place at the center of the dance floor while others circled them.

“I understand that they'd want you to be happy if they loved you.”

“They'll see this as a betrayal.” 

Klaus found the notion ridiculous. Bonnie was the most loyal person he’d ever met. If he had a cheating ex, he would have slaughtered them. Despite having the power to destroy her useless friends, Bonnie had chosen to protect them. They continued to hurt her and she let them go unharmed. His love was too kindhearted for her own good. “And I will be there to comfort you,” said Klaus. 

“Promise?” 

“I swear to be there for you, forever and always,” swore the Original Hybrid before he placed a tender kiss on her forehead.

“Think you can dream of a place more private?” she asked trailing a finger down his chest.

“How I love when you get frisky.’

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Klonnie Weekend Day 2 Sweet: Sweet Dreams

Klaus rolled over in bed, restless and unable to focus. He had so much on his mind that his mind was practically racing. He sat up in bed before sighing. He looked through his drawers before pulling out a small jar. His beloved Bonnie gave him some magical gummies that would help him sleep. She wasn’t his yet but he was working on it. He smiled as he held the bottle and rubbed the label with her writing. After taking two of them and got up to take a warm shower. After his shower he changed into a pair of pajama pants and laid back down in bed. He sighed as he stared up at the ceiling, waiting for the sleep to take before it came rather quickly. 

He could hear laughter in the background as he looked at himself in the mirror. He felt a little confused as he looked around. He could have sworn he was already in bed. He just shook his head and walked out of the bathroom before he was greeted by sunlight. He just shook his head and sighed, deciding to follow the laughter. He figured it would be Rebekah and whatever friend of the week she had over. As he opened his bedroom door he was instantly hit with the smell of cinnamon. “Odd” He mumbled to himself, not used to Rebekah cooking breakfast. 

As he made his way downstairs he froze. He was greeted by a young lady who looked to be no older than 17. “Morning dad.” She smiled as she poured apple juice into a pitcher. Dad? The only child he had was Hope and she was barely one. He gently grabbed the strangers shoulders and looked at her as the cogs turned. Same auburn hair, same button nose. He looked into her eyes and felt tears well up in his. It was Hope. The confusion was still there but it was replaced with an overwhelming sense of pride. His baby girl, all grown up. He hugged her in his arms before he heard a familiar voice. “This is such a cute moment for the family scrapbook.” Bonnie smiled as she took pictures of the hug.

He turned to face her before he stopped, almost too shocked to move. She was pregnant. Maybe at 6 months, 7 at the latest. He walked over and put his hands on her stomach before she smiled and looked up at him practically glowing. “He’s kept me up all night but now he’s finally asleep. I guess he’s nocturnal like his dad.” She beamed as he looked at her stomach. “That’s my boy.” Klaus smiled as he looked at her. It was a question in his mind but all he could feel was joy. Bonnie playfully rolled her eyes as Hope poured her a glass of juice. 

“We are out of OJ but I’ll get some later when Uncle E takes me driving.” Hope smiled as Klaus raised an eyebrow. “Why can’t I take you?” He asked as she looked at him wide eyed and shook her head quickly. “No! Last time we went driving you got so nervous you made me nervous. We both panicked half way through the drive and had to pull over so we could both avoid panic attacks.” Hope said as Klaus pouted a bit. “In my defense I had never been in the car with someone who had no driving experience. I will be better this time.” He smiled as Bonnie shook her head. “You also said that last time and when Hope ran over the curb the two of you had to wait on Bex and I to come to get you. You were so frazzled that I think your heart stopped a few times.” Bonnie laughed as Klaus pouted. 

“In my defense I thought the car was totaled. I guess maybe I will be better when you’ve had more years driving.” Klaus hummed as Hope just nodded before looking at Bonnie. “Sure Klaus” Bonnie laughed as Klaus held his chest. “You’re my wife, you’re supposed to be on my side.” He said with mock offense. “Well…girls rule. Also you’re unfortunately outnumbered.” She smiled before digging into her waffles. “I won’t be when Jr is born.” Klaus smiled before Hope and Bonnie both let out a laugh. “You’ll still be outnumbered until he’s 18.” Bonnie laughed as Klaus shook his head with a hum. ‘That’s what mommy thinks, we will be two peas in a pod.” Klaus said as he rubbed Bonnie’s stomach. 

He was practically bursting at the seams as the thought o f having another child, especially with Bonnie. She was the woman in all of his dreams and she was finally his. Klaus spent what felt like an eternity waiting patiently for her to trust him enough. He would wait another eternity if he must. His main concern has always been her happiness. “What?” Bonnie blushed as Klaus blinked a few times, not realizing he was staring. “Oh…nothing. I just enjoy how beautiful you look.” Klaus smiled as Bonnie rolled her eyes playfully. “Klaus I have on an old silk scarf to keep my hair wrapped and eye masks.” She said as he shook his head. “You could never not look beautiful to me, my love. Your beauty is what men used to die for. Beauty that men started ended wars for.” Klaus hummed as her cheeks flushed and she shook her head.

“You always know how to make me blush.” She smiled as Klaus leaned in and pecked her lips. Hope let out a gag before shaking her head. “Eww, get a room you two.” She said as she finished her breakfast. “I’m gonna go get dressed, Uncle E should be here in like thirty minutes.” Hope smiled before walking away. Klaus stood up and stretched his limbs and looked down at Bonnie. “I think I am going to go get dressed as well. I want you to get dressed when you are done eating. We are going out on our own adventure.” Klaus smiled before he leaned down and kissed her forehead. He went upstairs to their bedroom and pulled his shirt over his head.

Klaus let out a gasp as he sat up in bed. He looked around confused before hearing small whines coming from the crib across the room. Klaus smiled before sitting up and picking up his little girl. He felt tears come to his eyes again as he looked down at her big blue eyes. He moved to sit back down on the bed, telling her all about his amazing dream with her new mom. Bonnie wasn’t his yet but this dream confirmed that he will try even harder to make her his.

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Klonnie Weekend: Part Two - First Time

With this ring, I thee wed… 

Mystic Falls | Autumn | 1001 AD

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Autumn was her favorite time of year. The harvest was nigh and the air was crisp and free of humidity. It was the perfect time of year to strengthen their union. Her first marriage was brief. She hadn’t even had the chance to consummate it before her lover was sent to war and killed. Damon was his name and as handsome as he was, she knew that had he survived, her life would be less than stellar. Damon had eyes for one woman and her name was Tatia Petrova. From how things were looking, Bonnie was destined to be trapped playing the other women in her own marriage but she’d been spared that fate. Damon was gone, Tatia had moved on, and Bonnie had found a love she didn’t think was possible.

Currently, she sat in her mother’s garden as Ayana fussed over the flowers in her hair, situating them into the perfect halo. The greens, whites, yellows, and purples blended nicely with the fabric of her gown which seemed to fit like a second skin. Bonnie felt beautiful and anticipated her lover’s reaction when she saw him. 

“Would you like to take a look?” Her mother waved a hand over the wooden bowl beside them and Bonnie stared as the waters rippled and then stilled. Its reflective surface illuminated and her face came into view. Bonnie nearly cried.

“Wow,” was all she could muster. She was absolutely stunning. She smiled at her mother with misty eyes. “Thank you,” Bonnie stood and gave her a tight squeeze. “Thank you for always being here for me.” She smiled. 

“Of course, Sweetie,” Ayana beamed. “Now let's get you married.”

The ceremony was beautiful and intimate with just Bonnie, Ayana, Niklaus, and his brother, Elijah. Their wedding was non-traditional as they’d secretly married to escape Mikael’s disapproval. The plan was to leave their settlement within the fortnight and start their lives together as one but tonight, neither of that was on their minds. They only had the two of them to think of.

It wasn’t until they were alone that her nervousness caught up to her. She’d never been with a man despite being married once before and realized much too late that she’d never disclosed this to him. The two lay in one another’s arms currently as they tried to read each other’s minds.

“I must admit, I’ve never done this before,” he admitted timidly and Bonnie began to giggle uncontrollably. If it wasn’t for hear infectious laugh, he might have been offended!

When his eyebrows furrowed, Bonnie leaned in to kiss his forehead tenderly and he did the same.

“Neither have I,” she confessed. At his confusion, she elaborated. “Damon only had eyes for Tatia,” she explained. “In fact, he spent our wedding night and the nights following with her, not me.” There was that familiar pang of rejection that returned to the center of her chest any time she spoke of her failed marriage. Niklaus nodded and gave her a tender kiss before leaning back with a devilish glint in his eyes. 

“I suppose I benefit a great deal from that then,” he teased and Bonnie rolled her eyes.

“Don’t be a brute,” she laughed as Niklaus pulled her close.

“It would be the first time I’d ever been accused of being one,” he grinned. She squealed when Klaus rolled until she was pinned beneath him. He leaned in again and kissed below her ear, whispering into it. “Let’s take our time getting acquainted with one another,” he suggested in a low tone, causing her insides to stir. She bit down on her bottom lip nervously as she stared up at him and the sight nearly made him come undone. Slowly, he eased down to her neck and began to kiss there, suckling gently as if she were the most delicate piece of silk ever woven. Bonnie sighed in pleasure as Niklaus used his sinful tongue to craft a beautifully worded love letter along the length of her neck.

Allowing her hands to roam his body, her fingers gripped him tightly whenever his tongue dipped in places she didn’t know they could go. First her ear, then lower to the tops of her cleavage, then to the valley of her breasts, and further down still until he arrived at her navel. She shivered when his hands slid up her thighs to her undergarments and moaned as his fingers pulled at the strings on the sides that held them in place, as he pulled the fabric away, she watched intently in wonder as his head dipped beneath her dress and barely registered what was about to happen before his mouth found her most sensitive area. Her hips bucked in surprise as she squealed out a breathy moan. His hands held her thighs still as his tongue continued the letter it’d begun writing earlier. She was loud and couldn’t be bothered to care about their surroundings as he pleasured her in ways she’d never dreamed of. As her ecstasy intensified, her moans grew louder and before she could warn him of her desire to relieve herself, she exploded into a myriad of lights. When Niklaus’s face reappeared before her, it was covered in what she’d thought would be urine but much stickier. A sheen of sweat coated her skin and the wild look in her eyes could only be described in one word. Heavenly. 

“Where on earth did you learn to do that,” she asked breathlessly and in awe of him. She quickly wondered exactly how she’d be able to function around him knowing what he could do to her. Her eyes locked on his lips and without cleaning himself up, he leaned in to kiss her. Hungrily, she kissed him back, enjoying the saltiness of her essence paired with his sweet lips. Her heart thrashed loudly in her chest as her thoughts raced with all the naughty things she wanted to do to him. 

“I needed to know the taste of you,” he said simply. “And I once caught my eldest brother with his beau and have wanted to try it ever since,” he admitted timidly, thinking of the time he caught Finn with his head under Sage’s dress. The way the woman writhed in pleasure spoke to something primal in him and it’d been all that was on his mind as he watched Bonnie descend the aisle.

He needed his head under her dress. He needed her grasping at him and moaning just as loudly as Sage had been that night. The first of Bonnie’s moans when he began made his chest nearly explode with pride. He’d done that for her. Worshipped her in ways she deserved to be worshipped. If he could remain there on his knees before her for the rest of his life, that was exactly where he’d stay. 

She reached up to wipe the mess she’d made away from the scruff on his chin and smirked when her hand came away wet. Boldly, she stared at him as she delicately traced her tongue along the trail the wetness made, and instantly, Niklaus descended on her. Wasting no time, he pulled his engorged member from his pants and stroked it as Bonnie slid out of her dress with little effort. All the movement from earlier had loosened the strings, making it easier for her to lift the garment up and over her head.

With the light of the torches surrounding them, coupled with the moon above, she radiated in all her naked glory beneath him. His hands moved up and down her body as if she was an oil painting. His fingers traced each curve of her and for an insane moment, he wanted to capture her in a glass and guzzle her down… again. 

“You are exquisite.” He murmured as every breath left his body. The sight of her left him speechless. “Bonnie the magnificent,” he teased. She smiled up at him and he nearly melted in a puddle before her. He was in love, so deep in love that it almost pained him to look at her. To his dismay, tears pricked his eyes but he didn’t bother to hide them this time. He allowed them to fall into the palm of her hand as she caressed his cheek.

“Make love to me,” she said as her voice broke with emotion. “Please,” she pleaded.

Their lips met and without abandon, Niklaus entered her soaking wet entrance in one easy thrust. Bonnie expected it to hurt more than it did. The easy way in which he’d entered her made her relax as her body adjusted to being stretched in new ways.

Peppering kisses along her jaw. Niklaus studied her face and resisted the urge to satisfy the aching desire to claim her.

“Breathe,” he instructed when he noticed that she’d stop. Bonnie let out a sigh that quickly turned into a moan when he moved his hips against hers. “Don’t forget to breathe,” he coached, earning an eager nod from her. Her breaths were throaty as each thrust inside of her elicited a delicious moan that threatened to drive him stark-raving mad. His hips bucked at a rhythm only the two of them could feel as he took his time, allowing her time to adjust to being invaded on such an intimate level. Once her hips began to move in tandem with his, he increased his speed, closing his eyes to savor each moment.

“Oh god, Nik,” Bonnie breathed out near his ear, causing him to shudder. A groan left his chest and vibrated down to her core as she clenched around him, causing him to falter and buck in response. She shrieked in pleasure and he repeated the motion, finding that he relished in each of the sounds she made.

“How are you,” he whispered into her ear as she continued to spiral into chaos. Her only response was to nod eagerly. Niklaus smiled, pressing her cheek against hers. “You don’t have to hold out for me,” he strained to say as he kept his own release at bay. While he was no expert when it came to the female anatomy, he’d explored his own a few times using his hands and some of his mother’s scented oils and salves. He’d learned how to delay his own release for greater pleasures and was proud that he didn’t immediately come undone when he entered Bonnie. Though, his own release was close. Very close.

“It’s okay to release,” he murmured against his ear. His words were magic as Bonnie allowed herself to explode as she’d done earlier. Her legs shook as she felt herself pour all over him and relief washed over her. Her teeth sunk into his shoulder as she rode the waves of her climax and nearly collapsed in his arms after doing so. Her release triggered his and after a wave of thrusts and guttural grunts, she felt him spill inside of her, warm, just like the rest of him. She gasped at the sensation and their eyes met. Bonnie blushed but didn’t shy away from him. The two of them grinned at one another before settling in next to one another. As Niklaus held her close, he kissed the top of her head repeatedly.

“I love you,” he whispered tenderly.

“I love you too, Sweet Prince.”