#klonnie halloween

[thebennettdiaries]

He is a fleeting image at first, existing for a moment behind her eyes before she springs awake in the mornings. She blinks, chasing after the brief glimpse before she is engulfed by relative normalcy of her teenage life.

(little does she know the clock is ticking down on the idea of peace)

As she walks closer to the moment where her life will be upended and the true reality of what flows of through her veins sets in, he begins to take shape. She finds herself peering around corners in the darkest parts of her mind. He is standing there, an impish grin on his face. But she gets no further than the curve of his mouth --- the moment she steps forward, he is gone and she wakes with the sensation that she is not alone.

One night he whispers into her ear, his voice low and intimate. The sound moves through her system, setting off alarm bells while at the same time seemly pulling her to it. It is a strange dichotomy that she never truly gets a chance to wrap her head around because, of course, morning comes and she stares at her ceiling wondering if she has even heard it at all.

She doesn't tell her friends. At first she thinks it is because it seems trivial in comparison to what is going on. Elena is dealing with the aftermath of her loss and Caroline is fussing about ensuring that the upcoming school year is perfect despite everything. But then she realizes the truth --- she doesn't want to tell them because she likes that she has this. He is only hers (her twisted little secret; she looks forward to him, almost craves him).

Of course, as soon as she decides she wants him, he disappears.

For a moment, she mourns his loss. She finds herself searching her dreams for any sign of him but there is no trace. Then she doesn't have time to look anymore. Her life is being turned inside out. Secrets are tumbling forth, the truth of her existence is being revealed and people are getting hurt.

Bonnie goes nearly two years without seeing him, hearing him. She nearly dies more than once but fights back every time. She grows as a witch, confident in herself and her ability to keep those she loves safe.

When he finally reappears it is in the flesh this time. They stand on opposite sides of the battle line, staring one another down. When he speaks, she feels that familiar sensation and understands now that those dreams were leading her to this moment.

He smiles (and it is all too familiar to her).

[likesunsetorange]

this em vampire diaries au im doing is actually the most self indulgent fic i’ve ever written

[klonnieshippersclub]

What does Klonnie wear for a Halloween party? Do they do couple costumes?

Glad you asked! I have been headcanoning that Bonnie is a big Percy Jackson fan and that she loves Harry Potter(a trait I stole from Kat). I don’t think Klaus would care for that much for dressing up but he’ll follow suit for Bonnie. Klaus is definitely a Slytherin. Klaus finds this out from Bonnie’s love of roleplaying! Is now a bad time to push Kat as Akasha? I’d think she’d an amazing vampire. Kat has joked a few times her thinks she could play Klaus.

[piperslovebot]

Klonnie & Stebekah Halloween couples contest where Klaus and Rebekah are highly competitive whereas Bonnie and Stefan just watch in amusement.

[ambeauty]

"About the Blogger" Meme

Thank You @bioloyg for tagging me! I haven't talked about me in a minute!

Star Sign(s): Scorpio Sun, Capricorn Rising, Taurus Moon

Favorite Holidays: Halloween, it's a week before my birthday! And it's fun af!

Last Meal: Lasagna 👩🏾‍🍳

Current Favorite Musician: ¿Téo? Is my current favorite. My all time are Hayley Williams, Justin Nozuka, Beyoncé

Last Music Listened To: GUTS

Last Movie Watched: Renaissance a Film by Beyoncé! But also I watched 3 movies in 1 day and they were all good. Killers of the Flower Moon devastating and rage inducing! But such a good movie. Cinnamon, a tubi original but the romance and violent crime drama was top tier not gonna hold you!

Last TV Show Watched: My Life with the Walter Boys and Real Housewives of Potomac… I never promised to be more than what I am which is a trash tv watcher 🤭

Last Book/Fic Finished: Novella: Snow Place like LA, Novel: Salt Kiss, Fic: I’ve read too many!!! Ok wait this fic destroyed me recently: Epicure Sydcarmy Army IT’S FIRE!

Last Book/Fic Abandoned: The Vampire Queen 😩 I will be coming back to it! Just trying to be festive 😭

Currently Reading: Merry Little Meet Cute and just started Manacled today (👀 never read HP fic before)

Last Thing Researched for Art/Writing/Hyperfixation: Cape Verde so I could detail it accurately as the non-outer space location of Tamaran for my Bonnie and Clyde Non-Powered DickKory AU. I wanna go there so bad now!!

Favorite Online Fandom Memory: Breaking down over Brenton’s Birthday post that he dedicated to Anna. That was a WILD day in titans fandom! On here and on Twitter 😭

Favorite Old Fandom You Wish Would Drag You Back In/Have A Resurgence: Bonnie Bennett, I was so late but the content was still flowing! Haven’t checked her tag in a minute! Bamon/Klonnie were my faves. And Spideychelle I miss them because there’s some good fucking writers in that fandom but idk I fell off for some reason.

Favorite Thing You Enjoy That Never Had an Active or Big "Fandom" but You Wish It Did: Upload and Citadel! Those shows are soooo good! If I hadn’t become obsessed with The Bear this summer I would probably be writing shit for Citadel. Upload is just so fun!!!

Tempting Project You're Trying to Rein In/Don't Have Time For: Any of my Sydcarmy ideas! And I have a lot 🤭 but I must finish my DickKory AU before year end!

Besties please feel free: @escapism-through-imagination @jonskory @lyanaalvarado @graysonfamfan2021 @not-so-mundane-after-all @selinascatnip @songbee @meetmeunderthestarrynight

[thefudge]

it’s that time of the year again! Halloween is almost upon us which means it’s almost time for Gothic Klonnie 2020 (29 oct - 1 nov) (this being a truly cursed year, which should give it an extra flavor, lol). if you want to celebrate with @irresistible-revolution and me and keep this small tradition alive, you are invited to post edits, gifsets, fanfics, playlists, or whatever you like in the #klonnie tag, but also under #gothic klonnie 2020. The prompts for this year are based on colors:

day 1 (October 29): white - whatever story or edit you design should center around or include the color white in some fashion

day 2 (October 30): red -  whatever story or edit you design should center around or include the color red in some fashion

day 3 (October 31) green -  whatever story or edit you design should center around or include the color green in some fashion

day 4 (November 1) free for all -  whatever story or edit you design should center around or include a color of your choosing. 

We hope the prompts inspire you and that this small event brings you joy in these not very great times. here’s to a cozy and gothic klonnie halloween! 

[givemeabite]

Gothic Klonnie 2k18!

Day 1 (I’m late!) Oneirataxia : inability to distinguish between fantasy and reality.

Loosely based on the comic book character Dream by Neil Gaiman 

Klaus is both lord and personification of all dreams and stories, all that is not in reality. Living in a castle at the heart of his realm, alone, Klaus enters the dreams of a particularly talented witch in want of company. 

At first, Bonnie Bennett is unsure about what she sees. Are these dreams or visions of what is to come? Haunting imagery soon turns into beauty and the face of a man she has never met before. Is he real? A figment of her imagination? Or neither?

[xholy-shit-snacksx]

Klonnie- Misfits/College AU

A Klonnie Misfits/College AU

A klonnie are the main pairing but with lots of other pairings and characters

Bonnie is dressed as a witch Klaus a vampire with wolf ears Rebekah and Stefan as vampires Katherine as a succubus Kai as a zombie Tyler as a wolf It's Halloween so college roommates, Rebekah and Bonnie hold a fancy dress party in their dorm. Their dorm is packed with college students including Rebekah's boyfriend, Stefan and her brother Nik. Bonnie and Nik tolerated each other for Rebekah's sake. A few weeks ago they had a one night stand and although there was no drastic change to how they felt about each other there was some underlying feelings and they find themselves having sex in the bathroom. With the party getting out of control the college Dean, Mikal (who is dressed as the devil for the staff halloween do) stops the party. Stefan, Nik and the rest of the gang help the ladies clean up. As they are leaving a freak electrical storm hits town. Shortly, thereafter the gang realise something shocking has happened to them. They wake up.. they still look like themselves but the storm has given them something else Bonnie is a now a witch with magical powers. Not only that she has a huge lovebite on neck courtesy of Nik and whenever she touches it she feels a tingly sensation.. f*ck him and his gorgeous mouth. Nik is now a cross between a wolf and vampire. For some reason he has an intense need for Bonnie. Yes he has always thought she was gorgeous and the sex was amazing but this feeling is new. He does vaguely remember leaving a lovebite on a neck, did he mark her as his mate?? Oh f*ck Stefan and Rebekah are vampires who out for blood.. literally. Kai always wanted to be on the Walking Dead and now he's a freaking zombie. He knew he should have come as the devil Katherine wakes in bed with her ex, Damon... but why the hell is Damon not waking up? Did she f*ck him death. Tyler finds himself naked in the woods. He finds his phone and hears a message from Vicki Donovan the girl he's been sleeping with. According to her message he went out for condoms and never came back. Now, on top of dealing with the realities of teenage life, they must figure out how to handle their new abilities and find out just what, if anything, they are expected to do with them. The gang soon realize they were not the only ones affected the Dean, is now the devil who wants to kill them. The most work together to deal with whatever creatures the storm has awakened.

[elsac2]

Me now for the klonnie Halloween. This is why I avoid this app 😪

When your brain finally has some good creative ideas but it’s 3 AM and you need to sleep

[klonnieshippersclub]

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!

[thefudge]

It’s the season Klonnie fam, so gather around for a special Halloween event: Gothic Klonnie 2k18! (hosted by yours truly and the divine @irresistible-revolution)

If you participated in or simply enjoyed #Gothic Klonnie 2k17, then we hope you’ll join us for another week-long event (October 24th - 31st) where we’ll celebrate all that’s haunting, dark and inescapably gothic about this ship through gifsets, edits, graphics, fics and fanart. This year’s prompts are evocative words in various languages that capture something of the gothic condition. Like last year, each day has a prompt and you have to either incorporate it or draw inspiration from it when you create your work!

Daily Prompts

Day 1: Oneirataxia : inability to distinguish between fantasy and reality.

Day 2: Cwtsh : a safe place; the space of the cupboard under the stairs.

Day 3: Rubatosis : the unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat.

Day 4: Draugagangur :  the walking of ghosts, a haunting.

Day 5: Vemödalen: The fear that everything has already been done.

Day 6: Opia : The ambiguous intensity of eye contact.

Day 7: Voluptate: A yearning which is both physical and spiritual, a lust of the body and the soul.

So mark your calendars and let your imagination run wild and gothic!

(tag your posts as #gothic klonnie 2k18 and #klonnie so we can eyeball your magnificent creations!)

[thefudge]

Oneirataxia | a klonnie oneshot

written for Gothic Klonnie 2k18

Day 1 - Oneirataxia :the inability to distinguish between fantasy and reality.

There was a man. Of that much she was certain.

He stood on the edge of the clearing, right where the trees started to get thicker and the shadows played in the light. He was dressed in black, but he wasn’t wearing a suit. The devil was usually well-tailored, that’s what her Grams used to say, that’s how you recognized him. No, there was nothing formal about him. He looked like a passing traveler, except that he wasn’t purposeless. He wasn’t passing. 

Though the contours of his body shimmered in the afternoon sun, his eyes remained fixed on her and the spot next to the wooden swing where she had begun to crush some herbs. 

Bonnie wiped the sweat from her brow. It was unseasonably warm for the time of the month. One would almost think it was still summer. Should she call out to him, offer him some sweet tea? 

Maybe he didn’t dare approach because he knew the rumors, that this was a house of witches. 

Maybe he needed a favor from the witches.

No...no, he didn’t look helpless. He didn’t look in need of something.

And if Bonnie was honest, it spooked her, him standing there on the edge of their territory, waiting for nothing. 

She didn’t get the sense he was afraid. On the contrary. 

Well, Cousin Lucy was bound to return from town soon. Grams was resting upstairs. Bonnie wouldn’t disturb her for something like this. The poor woman needed her beauty sleep. 

Bonnie returned to her herbs, but she kept sneaking glances at the stranger. As the sun dragged its honeyed feet across the sky and dusk settled like kisses on the leaves, his outline became more and more uncertain. He began to meld with the blue shades around him, but he didn’t leave.

Bonnie had to squint to see him. 

She raised her hand halfheartedly, meaning to wave at him. But then she put it down quickly. There was something eerie about his face. The darker it got, the brighter his eyes became. Like two lanterns at the bottom of a lake. Not bright, but amber yellow. 

Bonnie shuddered. She got up and dusted her jeans. The air was cold now, but she had finished making the rune circle. All that was left now was to set it on fire. It was going to be her last autumn equinox before her eighteenth birthday. The initiation would happen in February. After that, she would be a witch in her own right. Grams had always said she didn’t look forward to the day. 

“Once you come of age, there will be consequences. The burdens of the Bennett coven will be yours. Along with its enemies.”

Enemy.

Bonnie gazed at the figure, barely perceptible now except for his eyes. 

Was this the first one then? The first enemy to come and greet her before her birthday? 

Bonnie would not be intimidated. She dropped her spade and started walking towards the edge of the clearing. 

The man in black shifted, turned back and forth like a lynx, stalking the perimeter. His gaze never left hers. The closer she got, the more Bonnie could see of him and it was... unsettling. He seemed young, but the furrows of his face looked like accumulations of time. His features were irregular, all askew, as if his face had been broken in several times. He had been put back together more than once. Still he was sort of boyishly handsome. Or he would be, if he didn’t scowl so much. 

Bonnie pulled at the heart-shaped amulet around her throat, the one Grams had given her for protection.

“Hello,” she said as she inched closer to the man. “Are you here for me?”

The figure stared her down, one corner of his mouth lifting in an unbecoming smirk. 

“I knew you’d come eventually.  Witches are always too curious for their own good.”

“You don’t scare me,” she let him know, folding her arms. “You can’t even get past the protection barrier around our land.” 

His smirk turned even uglier. “I don’t need to. You’ll take the final step, eventually.” 

Bonnie frowned. She looked back at the house. The lights were still out, so her Grams had not gotten up for tea yet. Lucy was still in town. 

“You’re contemplating it even now,” the man purred, trying to draw closer. “It would break the monotony, wouldn’t it?”

Bonnie looked down at herself. She wasn’t dressed for a meeting with the enemy. Her beat-up sneakers, frayed jeans and pink tank top did little in the way of armor. They didn’t make her look formidable, although the Bennetts all said she was a prodigy. 

Perhaps that was a good thing. The element of surprise. 

She noticed the man was staring at the point where her neck met the ridge of her collarbone. He didn’t seem to care what she was wearing.

Bonnie bit her lip. She called out her magic, pouring it down to her fingertips. 

He cocked his head, as if he could smell it. 

“I’m not eighteen yet. Why don’t you come back then?” 

The man grinned, revealing a pair of sharp canines. “I don’t have to come back, love. I’ll be here. Waiting. Days, weeks, months.” 

Bonnie frowned. “You can’t do that. You’ll go cold and hungry.” 

A curious expression flickered across the stranger’s face. He laughed. “Maybe you’ll bring me something to eat, once in a blue moon.” 

There were only a few inches between them now, but the barrier was still up and he couldn’t even reach out with his hand. 

A soft breeze lifted her hair from her shoulders. “Maybe,” she said. “Or maybe I’ll let you starve.”

The man stared at her until she blushed. 

“You wouldn’t be so unkind, Bonnie.”

“How - how do you know my name?” 

He did not answer, only smiled.

Moments later, Lucy called her from the back porch.

“Who are you talking to?” 

“No one!” Bonnie shouted back. “I just thought I saw a squirrel.” 

"Well, don’t stand out there like that. Come inside, I’m about to make dinner.” 

Bonnie turned back to her would-be enemy. The man nodded his head towards the house. “Go on then. Go help your cousin. But make sure you save me some victuals.” 

Bonnie wanted to say more, to ask him questions, to find out who he was, but he stalked out of her sight and into the woods before she could open her mouth. He was faster than thought, almost.

Bonnie walked back to the house with a sense of disappointment, though her heart beat faster. Maybe she would put something aside for him at dinner.

When she walked into the kitchen, the warmth and ordinariness of the Bennett household made the man in black seem like a distant apparition, almost an unreality. 

Perhaps she had dreamt him up. She often got lost in her own fantasies.

Lucy pinched her arm. “Who is he?”

“What?” Bonnie asked, louder than intended. 

“The boy you’re clearly thinking about. Is it someone from school?” 

“Um, yeah. It’s - someone from school. He’s a bit older than me, actually.”

Lucy smiled. “I see. You’ve always liked a bit of danger.”

Bonnie stared out the window, watching the edge of the clearing, trying to make out his amber eyes. “Yes. I always have.” 

[thefudge]

Welcome to

   Gothic Klonnie 2k18!

Day 1: Oneirataxia : inability to distinguish between fantasy and reality.

[thefudge]

gothic klonnie 2k17: day 1 - dracula 

[thebennettdiaries]

a whisper in the dark 

He has heard there is a witch, a powerful one; one that will be able to help him if only he is willing to humble himself enough to ask for it. 

No easy feat given his enormous pride.

But finally, he breaks

He is brought to her court by her acolytes and made to prostrate himself before her.  The air is rich with power and he flinches as it surrounds him, threatening to consume him whole.  

Finally, she steps from the shadows, adorned in a manner befitting her lofty station.  He takes a chance, tipping his head back to finally lay eyes on who up until now has been nothing more than a whisper in the dark.  What he sees shakes him and makes him glad he is already on his knees. 

Bonnie smiles.  “Hello Klaus, I was wondering when you would come.

[givemeabite]

It’s that time of the year again, klonnie fam! This year’s Gothic Klonnie 2k19 (31 oct - 2 nov) promises to be more Extra™vagant than all previous editions combined! Hosted by yours truly and the divine @irresistible-revolution, the prompts for this year are: 

the castle (October 31): decaying time, ghostly cobwebs, portraits full of intimate strangers, the castle has long been a centerpiece of gothic architecture, appealing to the gothic tradition’s fixation on a not-quite-living and not-yet-dead past. for the gothic romance, the castle is a site where loneliness, longing, fear and ecstasy all converge. 

the cathedral (November 1): abandoned crypts and dusty pews. hearts and tongues and ears and bones of saints, wrapped in satin, awaiting worship. cathedrals typify the gothic fascination with arcane rituals, the horror of seclusion and the erotics of spiritual longing. for gothic lovers, they invoke forbidden desire and (un)holy devotion. the cruelty of angels and the sweetness of demons.

the casino (November 2): sites of extravagance and pleasure, debauchery and violence. liminal spaces where sequins and music and luxury cars mask greed, lust and murder. casinos are a part of the modern-gothic, a place for both possibility and ruin, pleasure and revenge, where gothic lovers taste both decadence and despair.

We hope the prompts inspire you to write and make edits and indulge (lol). Let your creativity run wild and have fun!  

You can tag your posts as #klonnie and #gothic klonnie 2k19 so we can reblog them and have ourselves a merry little klonnie halloween!