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Inheritance Profile: Bonnie Bennett

FULL NAME

• Bonnie Sheila Bennett

BORN

• February 5th, 1993 (Mystic Falls, VA, Age 35)

STATUS

• Alive (Resurrected/Granted Rayna's Remaining Lifespan)

OCCUPATION

• Nightingale store owner

• Traveler

• High School Student (Graduated)

• High School Cheerleader (Formerly)

• Member of the Spirits (Formerly)

• Anchor to the Other Side (Formerly)

• College Student (Formerly)

• Prison World Prisoner (Formerly)

• Elena's Life Link (Formerly)

• Vampire Huntress (Formerly)

TITLE(S)

• Bon (by everyone)

• Child (by Sheila Bennett)

• Honey, Baby (both by Abby)

• Cuz (by Lucy Bennett)

• Bon Bon (by Katherine and Damon)

• Little Witch (by Kol)

• The Bennett Witch (by Klaus, Qetsiyah, Silas , and Alex)

• Bonnie McCullough (an alternate identity)

• Witchy, Judgy, Wicked Witch of the West, Medusa, Bonnie the Teenage Witch, Destroyer of Dreams, Bonica-Magica, Sister, Rayna 2.0, Crazy Bitch Bonnie (all by Damon)

• Bonster (by Kai and Damon)

• Town Witch (by herself)

• Cute Witch (by Julian)

• Bonnie the Good Witch, Silly Witch (by Enzo)

• Love (by Enzo and Klaus)

• Goddess, Best Bennett, Bonita, Ms. Bennett, My Mentor, Badass Bonnie/Bennett, Last Bennett, Cassandra Nightingale (by Harmony)

• Bonnett, Ms. B, Bionica (by Alyssa, Dana, and Penelope)

SPECIES

• Witch

• Ghost (Formerly)

• The Anchor (Formerly)

• Supernatural Huntress (Formerly)

GENDER

• Female

FAMILY INFORMATION

FAMILY MEMBERS

• Qetsiyah † (Ancestor)

• Qetsiyah's Unnamed Child/ren † (Ancestor)

• Ayana † (Ancestor)

• Ayana's Child/ren † (Ancestor)

• The Witch of The Five † (Ancestor)

• The Witch of The Five's Unnamed Child/ren † (Ancestor)

• Beatrice's Mother † (Ancestor)

• Beatrice Bennett † (Ancestor)

• Emily Bennett † (Ancestor)

• Emily's Unnamed Brother † (Ancestor)

• Emily's Unnamed Children † (Ancestor)

• Marie Bennett † (Ancestor)

• Rose Bennett † (Ancestor)

• Ernestine Bennett † (Ancestor)

• Amelia Bennett † (Great-Grandmother)

• Sheila Bennett † (Grandmother)

• Abby Bennett Wilson (Mother)

• Rudy Hopkins † (Father)

• Jamie (Adoptive Brother)

• Sheila's Unnamed Sibling † (Great Aunt Or Uncle)

• Pauline Bennett † (Aunt)

• Pauline's Unnamed Sibling † (Aunt Or Uncle)

• Joanna's Mother † (Cousin)

• Joanna Bennett † (First Cousin, Once Removed)

• Lucy Bennett † (First Cousin, Twice Removed)

• Harmony Kenner (Legal Ward)

SUPERNATURAL INFORMATION

SIGNIFICANT KILLS

• Herself (Twice)

• John Gilbert (Indirectly/3rd time/With Klaus Mikaelson)

• Jeremy Gilbert (3rd time)

• Malachai Parker (Twice/Temporarily in the Prison World)

• Matt Donovan (5th time)

• Some Phoenix Stone Vampires

• Katherine Pierce (indirectly)

• Stefan Salvatore (indirectly)

CAUSE OF DEATH

• Herself (1st and 2nd time)

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

HEIGHT

• 5'2" (Feet)

• 1.58 (Meters)

HAIR COLOR

• Black

EYE COLOR

• Green

Early History

Bonnie Sheila Bennett was born on February 5, 1993, to Rudy Hopkins and Abigail "Abby" Bennett in Mystic Falls, Virginia. She is the youngest and last known member of the Bennett family. Sometime when Bonnie was a young child, her mother had abandoned her, after taking down the Original Vampire, Mikael and losing all of her powers, to protect her best friend Miranda Sommers-Gilbert's adoptive daughter Elena, who is a Petrova doppelgänger needed to break Klaus' Hybrid curse. It could be assumed that since her mother abandoned her, that it was her Grams that had raised Bonnie for most of her life. Even though it isn't implied, it appears that her father, Rudy, gave Bonnie Abby's maiden name "Bennett". During Bonnie's early childhood, Bonnie became best friends with both Caroline Forbes and Elena.

During the weeks approaching December 22, 2008, Bonnie is a sophomore at Mystic Falls High School.

Her maternal grandmother Sheila Bennett at one point tried to explain to Bonnie about her witch heritage, although Bonnie dismissed this because she thought that her grandmother was drunk.

Bonnie is repeatedly ready to sacrifice herself for her family and friends without any hesitation. As her powers grew, she's stepped up at every opportunity to protect her friends, even if it meant trading her life in the process. Her spell-casting abilities most definitely came in handy when the Originals came to Mystic Falls. Gaining the power of Expression, she was able to take down two Original vampires, as well as the very first immortal, Silas. Despite the warnings from her Grams, she combined spirit, Expression, and dark magic to resurrect Jeremy back from the dead. While successful, it was too much for her and the spell killed her in the process.

Existing on the Other Side as a ghost, her very ancient and powerful ancestor, Qetsiyah, transferred the status of Anchor to the Other Side from Amara to Bonnie, allowing her to exist on both sides of the living and the dead. However, Bonnie was forced to feel the pain of every supernatural death and no longer had access to the powerful magic she once had.

After Markos violently tore his way out of the Other Side with the help of the Travelers, it began falling apart. His unnatural resurrection unbalanced the Other Side which threatened Bonnie with permanent death. Despite great effort on both her and her friend's part to save the Other Side, it eventually imploded on itself as Bonnie and Damon spent their last moments together. However, Shiela's last act made sure that Bonnie would be fine. Before it's destruction, they were engulfed by a white light.

Bonnie and Damon found themselves back in Mystic Falls. However, they were forced to repeat the same day, May 10, 1994, over and over. Though Damon retained his vampiric abilities, Bonnie was unable to perform magic. Eventually, they learn that this world is inhabited by another, Malachai Parker. When Kai attempts to kill Damon, Bonnie arrived just in time and regained her magic at the prospect of losing the only friend. Bonnie learns that she, rather her blood, is the key to free themselves from the prison world, using a Gemini artifact, called the Ascendant. Sacrificing herself, she sends Damon back to the mortal plane and is forced to endure Kai's torturous pursuit until she's left alone in the prison world without her magic. Reminded by her friends, she travels to Novia Scotia and retrieves Qetsiyah's calcified blood and reclaimed her own magic, freeing herself from the prison world. Her experience with Kai and her time in the prison world, however, drastically changes her. She decides to puts herself first but continues to suffer signs of PTSD, such as being unable to adjust to other people. With time, Bonnie falls back into her old life, but not before imprisoning Kai in the 1903 Prison World. However, he escapes as had Bonnie did, an links her life to Elena's. As long as Bonnie was alive, Elena would be forced to slumber in a magical coma.

With the return of the Heretics, a coven of siphoner-witch, vampire hybrids, Bonnie and her friends eventually turn to the Armory for help. However, in exchange, they want Bonnie to unseal the Armory's vault that was magically sealed by Lucy. Refusing to unleash a monster, Bonnie went into hiding with Lorenzo St. John. Over the course of three years, they developed a romantic relationship. Enzo eventually learned that Armory's anti-magic pills that were helping Bonnie hide from them were also poisoning her, an illness that could not be cured and would eventually kill her. Rayna agreed to transfer her last life to Bonnie. As the spell is completed, Rayna revealed that Bonnie became the new shamanic huntress in her place. After Damon destroyed the corpse of the last shaman, Bonnie's connection to it also broke, freeing her from her duties and abilities as the huntress.

However, her magic did not return, leaving her devastated over the loss of her powers as well as Enzo and Damon being taken by the Armory's monster, Sybil. Bonnie was eventually reunited with Enzo after he was freed from Sybil's mind control. However, upon his tragic death at Stefan's hands, Bonnie unleashed a psychic blast, preserving Enzo's spirit in a newly created dimension. Eventually, she and Stefan fight Arcadius, the Devil himself, which led to Stefan killing him, though Hell was not destroyed — Katherine was its new ruler. Letting go of Enzo, Bonnie can regain her magic. With her magic restored and with the support of her many ancestors across the centuries, they managed to destroy Hell itself and Katherine along with it. Bonnie's eventually able to free Elena from her magical coma, sparing both of their lives. Determined to keep her promise to Enzo, she decided to live her life to the fullest and wanted to see the world and enjoy her life.

At some point after her travels, Bonnie returned to Mystic Falls and opened Nightingale's Gift Shop & Apothecary, a new-age shop that acts as a cover to get rare herbs and information from places she's traveled to.

Sometime after she came home, Damon and Elena approached her because they had fertility issues and wanted her help. She agreed, but her spells yield no results time and time again. This resulted in a fight between them and spoken words that permanently strained their relationship, leading Caroline, Alaric, Matt, and Jeremy - the only ones she speaks to.

In 2024, Bonnie meets a young girl named Harmony when she walks into her shop looking for herbs for a spell. After an insightful conversation (that ended up being spoken in French), Bonnie's had a vision of a younger version of the girl surrounded by angry figures when they shook hands. Upon delivering herbs and donated blood to Salvatore, she ran into Harmony and her sister, Hope - and quickly realized she was Klaus's daughter. Considering her history with the Original Family, Bonnie kept her distance, which soon proved to be a challenge when Harmony came back to her store and asked to be mentored by her. Initially declining, Harmony persisted and did whatever she could to get Bonnie to accept her.

On February 14th, the 6th anniversary of Enzo's death, already having a bad day, Bonnie blew up on Harmony in frustration and stated she'd never take her on because she's selfish like her father. Realizing what she said, Bonnie instantly regretted it but Harmony teleported before she could apologize. Over drinks, Caroline - having heard about what happened - explained to Bonnie that Harmony was different and sought her out because she wanted to be strong. The next day, Bonnie saw Harmony outside her house. Bonnie tried to apologize, but Harmony easily said she understood, rationalizing she realized pursuing Bonnie without explaining herself was selfish. Harmony explained how she hated her family outside her mom, Hope, and her adoptive brother. Having been put through indescribable pain because of their selfish actions and her father's pursuit of power - it only makes sense Bonnie would see her the same way and believe she was threatening her. So to prove to Bonnie otherwise, Harmony used an Incendia spell and lit her hand on fire. Horrified, Bonnie rushed towards her to put out the fire, however, she noted that way Harmony seemed to want to be in pain before extinguishing her hand. Using healing oil coupled with Harmony's healing, Bonnie told her what she did was reckless. Harmony points out that now that Bonnie knows she would rather hurt herself than hurt her, she can teach her. Bonnie describes what she did as a form of emotional manipulation, which Harmony disagrees with as she's an empath and knew she had no intention of using Bonnie's personality to get what she wanted. Hearing this, Bonnie asks why she wanted to be mentored by her and not her Aunt Freya. From there, Harmony explains her life since was 6 from living on the road, being tortured, and discovering she was a reborn soul previously victimized by her family, and her desires to be nothing like them. She also proceeds to explain the situation of her why she hates Freya. When Harmony was learning the information taught by the Mikaelsons, she got curious as to how Esther created vampires. Her intuition allowed her to connect vampirism to Silas and Qetsiyah. After that, it snowballed until she came to learn Bonnie's story. Sick of how pursuing power has led to pain, she chose to not seek it. Learning Bonnie's story and the history of the Bennett and how they shaped Mystic Falls prompted Harmony to want strength...and admitting anyone who tried (and succeeded) to kill her family and fought off hellfire was someone she aspired to be. However, she also stated she wanted to know Bonnie as someone who wields power and strength and might help her stay the worst of the "Mikaelson attributes". While conflicted with the possibility of being dragged back into the Mikaelson family, Harmony's honesty coupled with her obvious self-harming prompted Bonnie to agree to being her mentor with intention of keeping an eye on her. Sometime after this, she had video calls with Vincent Griffith and Ivy Rashid (her witchcraft teacher and Seer mentor) and was paid a visit by Harmony's adopted brother/father figure, Marcel Gerard.

In the following months, Bonnie came to enjoy Harmony's presence, even stating she recognized pieces of the "Old Bonnie" in her. She always answered her questions and gave her the truth, as much as she could. However, this did not come without its challenges - such as the death of her Uncle Finn and the legitimacy of Josette Saltzman, which led to the discussion of Kai Parker and how Harmony believed Jo wasn't telling the full truth on the buildup of the night he killed his siblings. This discussion led to an argument in which she defended Jo and condemned Kai, leading to Harmony spilling some surprising revelations about her goddaughters, Lizzie, and Josie Saltzman. The argument only settled with Bonnie admitting being traumatized by Kai and her actions around it possibly being the difference between everything cultivated at Jo and Alaric's wedding. She had also found herself caught in the middle when Harmony was asking about Klaus's misdeeds in Mystic Falls and Tyler Lockwood, learning how the young girl's Seer Sight had introduced her to the late werewolf and realizing Hayley & the Mikaelsons were actively keeping their connection a secret from her.

In 2023, Bonnie noticed Harmony was distancing herself from her. She later learned of Anastacia, a spirit raped by Kol Mikaelson, and how she periodically ensures her student endures a psychic-mimicry of the attack as a result of her rapist-muderer's family choosing to spare him despite learning the truth. Learning how Harmony deals with the monthly attacks by going to the Old Lockwood Cellar to deal with her attacks, Bonnie begins to become protective of her and helps block the attacks. However, Harmony didn't want her attacks blocked off, explaining that by doing so, Anastacia would be forced to relive her trauma over and over again - and despite it all, Harmony would rather endure it than let her soul carry that pain. While she didn't agree, Bonnie found immense respect for it and tried to help minimize the worst of the physical aspects of the assault. At some point, Bonnie woke up one night to a surge of magic coming through her and knew something was wrong with Harmony. She began calling her, then Hope, and then anyone at the school until she got dressed in a hurry and astral projected to Salvatore - only to find it in disarray and chaos as students were evacuated from the building and all the windows had been shattered. She eventually found Dorian, who led her to Emma, who explained a high-pitched scream erupted out of nowhere and sent a soundwave that shattered the windows. When asked how it happened, Emma directed her to the nurse's office and found a few teachers burning herbal incense over Harmony while she was unconscious. It was revealed Harmony was the one who screamed and Hayley was already on her way to get the twins while the students were being sent to the Lockwood Mansion until repairs were finished. When Harmony and Hope returned, she noticed that the former was having issues staying awake. It didn't take Bonnie long to realize Harmony was dealing with insomnia and forcing herself to stay awake, and immediately took action after Harmony set a teacher assistant on fire after she'd fallen asleep and he tried to wake her up. While remorseful, Harmony refused to say what was happening. But then, she felt a surge of fear and panic one day, and went to Salvatore only to find out something shocking: Harmony had developed a period. Hayley had to come and take her back to New Orleans for a whole week, from which a phone call from Ivy revealed that Harmony was basically holed up in a shack in the bayou because of her unstable emotions until it was over. After she returned, Bonnie wanted to know what happened but didn't press her due to the drastic change she was going through.

During Witch Week at Salvatore, Harmony begged Bonnie to come as she wrote a paper based on a "witch from history she admired". She attended and ended up meeting Hayley Marshall and Freya Mikaleson for the first time - and while she had heard of the former but never met her when she first came to Mystic Falls, she instantly disliked both of them. When Harmony's speech came up, she was touched (but expected) that she chose her. However, she noticed Harmony started bleeding down her leg and gripping her neck before passing out. Rushing up to her and taking her to the infirmary, she, alongside Hayley, Caroline, and the guidance counselor - Emma Tig - watched in horror as Harmony reluctantly revealed in tears bite marks all over her back, another forming right before their eyes. Recognizing them as vampire bites, Bonnie was furious, as well as Hayley, not hesitating in trying to convince Harmony to tell her who was doing this. However, Harmony wasn't saying who did it, with only answering a series of questions that ultimately revealed that a vampire in Mystic Falls was responsible. Bonnie was able to ascertain that it wasn't someone at Salvatore feeding off her.

Eventually, Bonnie and Emma put together that the vampire bites are part of a psychic attack, similar to Anastacia's. With Hayley's input about Ana, Emma theorizes that Harmony was "uniquely sensitive" to victims of sexual assaults, going as far as to say her Empathic senses subconsciously zero in on the victim and she only becomes consciously aware when she meets them or maybe their attacker - making Bonnie quickly realize Harmony came across someone who was victimized by a vampire. After that, she put two-and-two together and realized this vampire attack was likely responsible for Harmony's glass-shattering scream, her insomnia, and the cause of her period. On a day out to lunch at the Mystic Grill, she noticed Harmony stiffen and glance around nervously. Picking up that the vampire had been there, she had taken Harmony out of the building and talked to her. However, she realized Harmony's mannerisms and rambling reminded her of someone ringing a hint, she later visited Emma, who gave her a drawing Harmony made to "show" what happened. She realized the victim was Caroline. Confronting her best friend, she was appalled to hear Caroline confirm the truth and she realized only one person at the time could have done it: Damon Salvatore. Demanding an explanation, she became furious when she realized Elena knew about this and hadn't told her for years. Afterward, she visited the rebuilt Gilbert House and attacked Damon before Elena could do everything. She was stopped by Caroline and Alaric, who suspected she would be there. Enraged, she demanded to know why Caroline didn't even tell her or even get Mom at the time, as they would've done everything to protect her. Caroline admitted it was her choice not to tell her (which conveniently kept her mom on their side) and as a vampire, Damon couldn't hurt her anymore or presently as she keeps his enemies from coming after him and he wants to live his human life in peace with Elena. Following Caroline saying that it was also her choice to forgive him, Bonnie tells her it's not her choice anymore, as her silence made another victim out of Harmony - who already can't get justice from Kol.

Later on, Harmony confides in Bonnie about the truth. She thinks her Seer Sight subconsciously gleaned that Caroline was a rape victim. However, it didn't register until she first met Damon. She explained how she dreamt of being in Caroline's place and woke up in the middle of the assault, however, a hallucination of the Damon of that time followed - leading to her supernaturally, terror-charged scream. Unlike Kol, who eventually appeared a week into her "routine attacks", Damon's hallucination followed her everywhere and taunted her when she was asleep, leading to insomnia. With that, Bonnie pieces together that the Spector of Damon must've been taunting her when she burned that teacher's assistant, triggered by the fact he was a vampire (and once his touch registered as "vampire", she attacked thinking it was Damon). Realizing that Damon's hallucination must've attacked her during her speech at Witch Week, Bonnie comforted the girl who she realized has now been traumatized by two vampires (or former vampires in Damon's case). and told her while Caroline made her choices, it was her own decision to speak out about what happened. Bonnie eventually learned that Damon was banned from the Salvatore school and had a spell cast on him to keep away from Harmony unless she approaches him first. But soon after, she learned Harmony recanted her statement and Bonnie suspected Caroline had something to do with it - a sentiment she shared with Hayley (who she heavily dislikes, and knows wouldn't let the blonde vampire off the hook if she suspected as much). Because of these revelations, Bonnie renounces her friendship with Caroline and tells her that as a consequence of what she did to Harmony, her daughters would not be welcomed in her home. She even tried to stop donating her blood to the school as a result, but Dorian and Emma managed to convince her not to. While it had hurt to distance herself from her twins, Bonnie didn't want to do anything that condoned Caroline's actions and what Harmony experienced.

In 2024, Bonnie took in Harmony's friends, Penelope Park and Alyssa Chang, as her unofficial students when Harmony formed the Midnight Falls Coven. She initially labeled Penelope and Alyssa as "witches up to no good", but quickly understood the foundation of their friendship with Harmony as "witches too smart for their good". Bonnie also agreed with Harmony that the circumstances surrounding the death of Alyssa's parents were suspicious as well as how that information got out before she arrived at Salvatore. Harmony asked for her advice because she wanted to tell Penelope and Alyssa she was a Mikaelson. Bonnie told her to only tell them if she truly trusted them and if they could be trusted back, only to discover they took it in stride and Penelope had already figured it out before being sworn to secrecy. This eventually leads Bonnie to be introduced to Gia, a vampire whose soul was bound to Harmony's violin. Unsurprised to hear of the circumstances of her violent death by Klaus, Bonnie easily helped Harmony improve her boundary spell that allows Gia to be a visible, tangible spirit using crystals. Sometime after this, Harmony started asking if she knew anything about three students who disappeared a year before she enrolled in Salvatore. Identifying them "Diego Garcia", "Jade Wellington", and "Wendy Estrada", a werewolf-vampire-witch trio likely a part of the first graduating class but never graduated - as if they vanished. Considering Bonnie was still traveling at the time, she didn't recall anything. But then, Harmony tells her about the February 19th Massacre where a bunch of Mystic Falls students were killed in the woods, followed by a vision Harmony had in her first year of the three students appeared to have been in detention via barrier spell and - even more shockingly - Josie was the one that freed them. Bonnie asks her what she's implying, to which she thinks the trio might've been responsible for the massacre and Alaric might've done something to them, maybe even killed them. Recalling how she knew that Salvatore was literally on probation that first year by the Town Council, it didn't take much to imagine those deaths would've called for the school to be shut down indefinitely if Alaric and Caroline couldn't control their students. Realizing Harmony was onto something, she asks Harmony to keep this to herself. She doubts Alaric killed them and maybe sent them home if they had families. However, Harmony doubts that and reluctantly admits she, Alyssa and Penelope broke into the school office and found records that with the exception of Wendy, Diego and Jade were orphans. Exasperated, Bonnie tells her that given everything that happened between her and Caroline, while she could believe Harmony definitely stumbled into something, she ends up giving her "blessing" to covertly investigate what happened.

In 2025, with Lizzie and Josie's upcoming 11th birthday coming up, Bonnie helped Harmony find gifts for them since she wasn't attending but was annoyed to hear they excluded Hope from their party. Harmony tells her she's worried because she doesn't trust Alaric to not do something that'll set them off as his one-on-one sessions with Hope already make her a target for their bullying. Acknowledging this, Bonnie tells her that if Alaric was aware of the situation, he'll put a stop to it. However, Bonnie came to regret that as she got a call from Emma on the twins' birthday that Lizzie, Josie, and Hope fought with Harmony. Rushing to the school, she got the whole story of the twins attacking Hope because Alaric brought her there against their wishes and Harmony tried (and got injured) to break up the fight. Hearing that both sets of twins got punished, Bonnie argued that Alaric's extra attention on Hope led to this, dishing everything she's been told. Alaric argues that Bonnie's no better by mentoring Harmony, saying at least he acknowledged both Harmony while she hasn't reached out to Hope. However, she emphasizes that her and Alaric's methods work differently for the Mikaelson twins with opposing views of their family.

After this, she's told of Lizzie's recent diagnosis of Bipolar Disorder but isn't surprised considering the Gemini family history and her experience of sociopathy with Kai. However, Bonnie hears from Harmony and her coven about the contents of Lizzie's (supposedly secret) therapy diary and is appalled, as that shouldn't be public knowledge but became so because Josie was behind it. She warns the trio to not start anything as it became painfully clear to her that Lizzie might not know her diary was outed. While she was proud to hear Harmony put a stop to it, the scenario reminded Bonnie of the last time that sensitive information was leaked (Alyssa's parents), and can't help but think it's no coincidence despite happening twice. She was surprised to learn of Harmony's quotebook she made for Lizzie and the effort she put into it only to hear Lizzie didn't seem to appreciate it but let her know there was nothing wrong with trying.

Before Spring Break of 2025, Bonnie was alerted to a fire breaking out in Harmony and Hope's dorm. After bringing clothes she had for overnight visits, she and Hayley (via astral projection) confronted Alaric and Emma over how the fire started. With the origins of the fire unknown, she - along with Penelope and Alyssa - helped the twins salvage anything from their dorm. She noticed Harmony crying over a pair of destroyed Chinese lanterns and discovered Alyssa made them for her, which Harmony took as a memento of the start of their friendship. Bonnie noticed Hope had a matching pair, to which Alyssa admitted that she thought the twins were behind gifts being left in front of her door during her first months at Salvatore, so she made two pairs of lanterns before finding out it was Harmony as no one would do that for someone who killed her own parents. Later on that week, Bonnie was called by Emma, who alarmingly told her that a video she made with Harmony over Anastacia was seen by the whole school. Trying to figure out how, Emma revealed that the file cabinet it was in had a spell on it that worked to react specifically to her magic. Realizing the only way to bypass that spell was to either lower it or take away the magic completely, it dawned on Bonnie that it was either Lizzie or Josie that broke into it. She arrived at Salvatore, only to find Lizzie was put into a sleep-like state. Bonnie initially thought it was Hope in retaliation for her sister, only to find out she had an alibi. After Lizzie had an episode in her sleep, Bonnie found Harmony in the Old Mill and scolds her for doing that to Lizzie. However, she sees Harmony already regretted it and admits she reacted in anger as she never thought Lizzie would do such a thing to her. Bonnie asks why she even did it, only to be shocked at learning Josie was behind the dorm fire and in Lizzie's irrational reaction - believing Hope did it to ruin her Spring Break - she ended up hurting Harmony instead. Harmony asks her to help her undo the spell, and Bonnie agrees under the condition she apologizes. With no hesitation, she agrees and lifts the spell off of Lizzie. Bonnie confronts Alaric with the truth while having Caroline on speaker, asking how Lizzie and Josie were going to be punished. Angry that Alaric response was to hide the truth, she responds by telling Alaric that Salvatore would not be getting blood donations from her anymore if his daughters were getting protected while Harmony was hurt in the process. She also states that from now on, their relationship is strictly professional in terms of needing her for anything. The incident ends with Harmony breaking off her friendship with Lizzie and Josie, to which Bonnie comforts her. It also prompted Harmony to question Bonnie if Josette Laughlin, the twins' biological mother, was a good person, as this behavior couldn't be all Alaric or Kai Parker - as easy as it would be. Harmony knew sociopaths were made and for all Kai's choices, Josette couldn't have been oblivious to stop him. Understanding what she's thinking, Bonnie assures her that Josette was a good person but honestly replies that even the best people have dark sides they aren't proud of. She even uses Harmony's retaliation as an example, as she knows she tries to be good yet she chose revenge against Lizzie so easily. So Bonnie tells her that everyone makes their bed in the end while living with their consequences, and forgiving these deeds is their choice.

During the summer of 2025, Bonnie kept in touch with Harmony while she dodged Alaric's attempts at reconciliation. She also reconnected with Valerie Tulle, who was currently in London working as a museum curator. Surprised to hear how much has gone on, Valerie commended her for her devotion to putting up with a trio of witches that reminded her of her sisters when they were alive and doesn't judge her for putting Harmony first even at the loss of Lizzie and Josie's relationship. Regaling how her students had a lot of questions about the Gemini Coven and her family, she set up a meeting between Valerie and them - from which the witch-vampire enjoyed immensely and found that Harmony raised some surprising questions that she never thought to ask, warning Bonnie she had her hand full with her. However, she was still worried, and rightfully so, when she learned of what happened to Harmony regarding the Crescent Pack and the Nguyen triplets. In contrast, she didn't have much with Alyssa spending the summer working in her store & having a fling with a new werewolf named Jed while Penelope was exploring Europe with her mom.

When Summer ended in September, the start of the year seemed calm until she learned Harmony fell into a fountain in the Town Square and nearly drowned at the annual End of Summer Party. Once Bonnie learned from her that she felt Klaus's presence as the one holding "her" down and drowning her, she realized Harmony was officially on the path to discovering her mother's time in Mystic Falls. Against her better judgment, Bonnie found herself talking to Matt about this - who while knowing what happened to Tyler in New Orleans, was not happy that his late best friend was Hayley's big ugly secret. Over the next few months, Bonnie watched as Harmony learned about the late Carol Lockwood and grew obsessed with Tyler Lockwood even more. She confided in her worries with Emma, who always suspected this would happen considering the young man was Klaus's tragic yet better counterpart. Harmony was the type to grasp onto anything "good" and "real" in her eyes and most of the men in her life don't fit that ideal. But then, she learned Harmony did a spell on Tyler's tomb that allowed her to see his past pending where he's been. Bonnie tried to warn her of this, but Harmony demanded that she needed to know what happened. In her eyes, Tyler was everything Klaus never was and couldn't be - why exactly did Klaus end up killing his mother? Bonnie ended up calling Marcel, Vincent, and Ivy - warning them that Harmony was on the verge of finding out and knew it was gonna be ugly. But for the most part, as much as they knew how Harmony was going to react, they also knew Hayley was warned this was going to come out and nothing stops Harmony when she's on a trail. Towards the end of November, Harmony disappeared for 24 hours, and surprisingly, so was Matt. Bonnie, Alyssa, and Penelope did locator spells while the others tried to contact Matt, but Harmony was cloaking herself and Matt so they wouldn't be found. That night, Matt called her in a frantic and caught her up to speed: Harmony had found out the truth of the 12 Hybrids and Hayley's involvement. Starting from how she approached him at his home, Matt ended up telling her what he knew about the past, especially when Hayley came onto the scene. Following this, Matt took her to places like the Lockwood Mansion, and the Cellar, and out of town to Whitmore University where Atticus Shane's office used to be. From there, Harmony used her Seer Sight to watch everything play out, even lingering because openly admitted to lying about Hayley's parents being dead - they were in hindsight, but he used another couple and posed them as her parents - after she left his office. As it got late, Harmony thanked him and teleported away. Bonnie realized Harmony might have gone to the sight where the hybrids were killed. When she got there, Harmony wasn't there but Bonnie felt that she had been and smelt fresh blood on the ground. Bonnie had Matt take her to the Cellar, where there was more blood but no Harmony. With one last ditch effort, they traveled to the Town Square which was empty except for Harmony and a fountain that was brought out for the Winter Wonderland fundraiser. Seeing that she was drowning herself, she and Matt pulled her out as the young girl screamed in despair. The next few days were horrible, Bonnie having Harmony stay in her house while forbidding anyone from seeing her. Hayley called, but Bonnie made quick work of telling her that unless she was calling to grovel and say she regretted what she'd done - Harmony wouldn't be taking any calls from her. Hope and her other students couldn't see her either. The entire time, she was consoling Harmony - who had developed a sense of self-hatred and depressed.

After Hayley and Klaus's deaths, Harmony moved in with Bonnie as her legal guardian and changed her name "Harmony Eve Kenner".

Personality

Bonnie was a good-hearted, bubbly, sweet, fun-loving, spirited, and optimistic individual. About other people, Bonnie is described to be kind, warm, sympathetic, caring, compassionate, empathetic, selfless, and self-sacrificing. Bonnie has shown that she makes a very loving, devoted, loyal, and caring friend. Bonnie could be considered to be a very spiritual person and she briefly believed herself as a psychic before discovering her true identity as a witch as well as learning of her witch heritage. However, Bonnie begins to suffer immense grief, loss, pain, and tragedy as well as the losses of people close to her, most notably, her Grams and Jeremy. She begins to become a much more serious and even depressive person. Although she has shown that she is generally an optimistic person, she has also shown that she is capable of being depressive, withdrawn, martyring, and apathetic. After her Grams dies, she distanced herself from Elena and her friends in Mystic Falls.

After years in Mystic Falls and traveling the world, Bonnie grew to become a strong, empathetic, caring women who commands respect and is unafraid to show what she's capable of. These aspects come to point when she became the mentor to Harmony Kenner, the secondborn daughter of Klaus Mikaelson. Rocky at first, Bonnie was quickly able to understand the young tribrid and even acknowledge the parallels the two share.

Powers and Abilities

Bonnie is a very powerful witch, as well as one of the most powerful witches of her family lineage seen. Having discovered her heritage in a relatively short time prior, her powers have developed exponentially throughout the years. Within at least two years, she transformed from a simple novice in the art of witchcraft to a nearly unstoppable force capable of taking down the oldest and most powerful supernatural creatures as well as controlling nature to a great extent. This could be attributed to the fact that she descended from a line of powerful Bennett witches that began with Qetsiyah, an extremely powerful witch responsible for creating the Immortality Spell.

Bonnie has great experiences in Traditional Magic, Spirit Magic, Dark Magic, and its subset, Expression Magic. She is also well-versed in the consequences of breaking Nature's rules and has lost her magic more than once and also regained it just as many times.

Bonnie is the only witch on the to have participated in the creation of two different dimensions, having created a psychic afterlife dimension through her latent psychic abilities and a magical Prison World rooted in Gemini magic by empowering the siphoner witches Lizzie and Josie Saltzman and aiding them in their spell.

• The Anchor

After returning from the Other Side with Qetsiyah's help, Bonnie could interact with those in the mortal plane and the supernatural purgatory. However, she was stuck with having to deal with the recently deceased supernatural creatures that have to pass through her to get to the Other Side. Through a powerful and complex spell, she was capable of bringing the denizens of the Other Side back into the mortal plane through physical contact.

• The Huntress

Upon receiving Rayna Cruz's last life, and becoming the supernatural Huntress, Bonnie gained new abilities. The most prominent ability Bonnie gained was enhanced strength, even more so than that of Rayna before her and any vampire, including the Originals.

Although Bonnie lost the ability to practice magic before becoming the Huntress, her ability to do so did not return. With the Eight Everlastings all deceased, Bonnie lost the abilities afforded to her through her status as the Huntress.

Physical Appearance

Physically, Bonnie is a very beautiful and attractive young woman. Bonnie has a heart-shaped face, with full cheeks and a pointed chin. Bonnie has very soulful and beautiful eyes; She has clear and soft light brown skin with long, luxurious dark brown or soft black wavy hair. Having been a cheerleader, Bonnie has a slim yet athletic figure. Bonnie is also rather petite at about 5'2". Bonnie regularly changes her hairstyle, regularly styled in very tight curls and sometimes soft waves. Her fashion sense or style is described as being gypsy chic with a bit of a hippie trend and she dresses casually in nice tops and jeans, but on special occasions, she will dress up in trendier and fancier clothing.

Name

• Bonnie is a feminine first name of Scottish or Scots-Irish origin which means "pretty", "beautiful", "charming" or "attractive". It is pronounced BAHN-ee or BON-ee.

• Sheila is from the Latin form of "Celia", the feminine form of the Roman clan "Caelius" meaning "heavenly", or "of the heavens".

• Bennett is an English and Irish language surname related to the medieval given name Benedict, both ultimately from the Latin word Benedictu, which means "blessed" or "one who is blessed."

Trivia

• Bonnie's birthday is February 5 and her astrological sign is Aquarius.

• She talks in her sleep.

• When Bonnie was nine years old, she lost her favorite teddy, Ms. Cuddles.

• ⬆️ It's later revealed Caroline stole it and buried it.

• Bonnie swore as the surviving, living Bennett that she would never have kids.

• Bonnie's blood type is O-, the universal blood donor type.

• Bonnie initially didn't like pancakes but learned to enjoy them after her time in the Prison World.

• ⬆️ After she fell out with Damon and Elena, she went back to hating pancakes.

• Bonnie is the best friend of Elena, just like their mothers Abby (Bonnie's mother) and Miranda (Elena's adoptive mother).

• Her car is a blue ribbon metallic Toyota Prius registered JR7-5183.

• Bonnie once stated that she can't cook, but she eventually learned to make easy meals.

• Bonnie's house number is 2136.

• Bonnie as a witch has practiced four types of magic so far: Traditional Magic, Spirit Magic, Dark Magic, and Expression. She currently practices Traditional Magic.

• Bonnie spend 278 days inside the 1994 prison world.

• Bonnie was once considered Damon and Elena's best friend until they fell out.

• Bonnie has died more times than any other witch.

• Bonnie's mentorship with Harmony parallels that of her ancestor, Ayana, and Harmony's paternal grandmother, Esther.

• ⬆️ Bonnie has stated the parallel is much healthier with Harmony because she's willing to learn from her mistakes.

• ⬆️⬆️ The tie between Bennetts and Mikaelsons (from creating Immortality to the creation of Vampirism) is one of the major reasons Harmony wanted to be mentored by Bonnie.

• After her travels, Bonnie speaks French, Spanish, Portuguese, and a bit of Hebrew. She understands Swahili and Arabic.

• Bonnie purposely named her store to reference The Good Witch.

• Every few months, Bonnie donates blood to be used by Salvatore's students.

• Bonnie and Harmony share many things in common:

• ⬆️Being tormented by Kol and Klaus Mikaelson on some level.

• ⬆️Have psychic-rooted abilities (Bonnie's a Psychic and Harmony is a Seer/Empath.)

• ⬆️Created/taken in souls in a psychic plane.

• ⬆️Loyal and protective of their friends

• ⬆️ Willing to sacrifice for those they love

• ⬆️ Open to learning new things.

• Bonnie is Lizzie and Josie's godmother.

• Bonnie is still in contact with Valerie Tulle.

• Bonnie swore as the surviving, living Bennett that she would never have kids.

#bonnie bennett #legacies #the vampire diaries universe #the vampire diaries #legacies cw #harmony mikaelson #the originals #harmony kenner #inheritance fanfiction #character profile

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rumor-weed · 1 year ago

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Star of Christmas Character List

My non-canon characters for Star of Christmas AU:

Art Bigotti = Alan Burdick, runs a Ninepin Bowling gambling ring. Trying to tempt Reverend Gilbert into participating in the game, but desperately hiding the fact that they're participating in gambling.

Tom Grape = Thomas Gutherie Schwenk, Seymour's adult son who is fairly annoyed by his dad's antics and inventions, but helps out when needed.

Goliath Gottik = Jabez Gosset, a retired boxer who left the sport to work at a local pub.

Phil Winkelstein = Silas Whisenhunt, a guy who just tends to hang around where all the action is. Wants to be included and tries to get involved in every group activity or club he can find. You'll just see him pop up a lot.

Bartlebey - a Butler who hasn't butlered in a long time, who spends a lot of time writing letters to Charles Pincher while he's in jail. He probably only sends about 1/4 of what he's actually written.

Lovey = Lizzie Hollingshead, maiden name Lovett. Arthur Hollingshead's wife. The two are not divorced in this AU, and seem to get along just fine in this incarnation. They gossip quite a bit.

Rumor "Audrey" Weed = Rumer Ada Wood - newsie/town crier type character who mostly hangs around and exists to announce news of what's going on. She's nosy, bothersome, and mischevious, and enjoys causing drama by spilling secrets.

- Canon Characters in Star of Christmas:

Nebby K. Nezzer = Ebenezer Nezzer. He owns the theater that he lets his nephew Milward and his nephew's business partner Cavis use for their big musical. He also owns an Easter egg factory.

Pa Grape = Seymour Schwenk. An inventor. Father of Thomas Gutherie Schwenk.

Scooter Carrot = Moyer the Destroyer. A dangerous man, who might also be dead. Nobody knows.

Semi-Canon (liberties taken):

Uno = Cedric the "I'll Eat Anything Star Shaped". A man who wants to taste the stars, hungers for them, so much that even the mere mention of "the Star of Christmas" has him salivating. According to Moyer (Arthur Hollingshead?), the Star was once hidden from him during his reign in 1803. This might have been in error, as this is 81 years later, and surely there's no way this scallion was some immortal being consuming stars and terrorizing small communities! Right? Either way, he spends his days traveling and seeking out the most delicious star-shaped items, a gourmet of obsession, and finds himself in town for Christmas yet again, just when he hears tell of the Star being unveiled again.

Egg Boy = A small carrot boy who likes eggs. We don't know him yet.

Laura Carrot = Still Laura, but an orphan. Did she run over her parents with a carriage in the Victorian Hot Topic? Well, we hope not, but you never know with this mischievous orphan. Her British accent comes and goes, and she usually acts very sweet, though she enjoys playing pranks on people. Without the hope of Easter, the orphanage would never exist.

#veggietales #veggietales rp #star of christmas au

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rosellabascomacapinlac · 3 months ago

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Tang ina!! Bakit ba pinananganak ang mga hayupak mga destroyers mga yan!? Dumating sila sa mundong eto para manira!?! Lahat mga binibili ko, lahat nasisira sa mga kamay ng mga yon! Gusto mga tao gawa ng gawa ng maraming maraming tambak na babies! Bakit dumating ba mga hayupak na yon para sirain mga binibili ko! Hindi nga makaka ipon ng malaki tapos may magnanakaw pa na ugly pervert, habang meron pa akong walang kwentang kuripot na traydor na kakklase gustong mang libre, mang nakaw ng pera ko, at ang lakas mang hingi ng pera ko!!

#philippines #philippines 🇵🇭#jesu mariea #rosella basco macapinlac #rosella b macapinlac

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ulkaralakbarova · 6 months ago

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Destroyer

When Erin Bell was a young cop, she was given an undercover assignment that ended badly and destroyed her life. Years later, she must face her demons in order to make peace with her past. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Erin Bell: Nicole Kidman Silas: Toby Kebbell Petra: Tatiana Maslany Chris: Sebastian Stan Ethan: Scoot McNairy DiFranco: Bradley Whitford Gil Lawson: Toby Huss Toby: James…

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creativejamie · 1 year ago

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“Time of Vengeance” / Destroyer Explained: What’s Up With the Ending?

Pros: Nicole Kidman, who got used to her character; the entire cast is at a decent level; chronology of events; key events are not revealed immediately Cons: the make-up artists overdid the appearance of detective Erin “Time of Vengeance” / Destroyer Genre crime drama Directed by Karyn Kusama Cast: Nicole Kidman (Erin Bell), Sebastian Stan (Chris), Toby Kebbell (Silas), Tatiana Maslany (Petra),…

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rosenkranz-isnt-dead · 2 years ago

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- in an alternate reality he has a brother named Cal who suffers from radiation poisoning

- in another alternate reality Cecil died as a teen (his death involved a mirror)

- in another alternate reality he lives in a tiny version of Night Vale and worships a god named Huntokar (the destroyer)

- he used to hate his brother in law, Steve Carlsberg, and constantly said mean stuff about him, but now they've worked through their issues and Cecil frequently talks about what a wonderful guy Steve Carlsberg is

- his cat, Khoshekh, who used to float in the radio station bathroom, ran away, and now lives as a man named Silas. his three kittens still hover in the station bathroom :)

some cecil facts for people who dont know who he is or havent listened in a while :)

he is jewish

hes been married to his husband for 7 years

they have an adopted son

he has a niece named janice

and a dog named aubergine

he didnt age for an unspecific number of years (around a century) but recently has begun to age again

he was a boy scout and maybe a bit of a gay thing with his best friend earl harlan who still has feelings for cecil even if cecil is oblivious

he has a cat!

hes totally normal and not at all different from any other cat you may know. as normal as any cat from night vale can be

he has really prominent mommy issues

like as in, she used to literally hide from cecil for days and then she died when he was a young adult and his older sister abby raised him and it put a strain on their relationship where abby resented cecil for needing to be raised and cecil resented her for not being their mother (theyre also doing better now)

theres a sorta other world called ‘desert bluffs’ where cecils evil doppelganger named kevin works and they used to fucking HATE each other but more recently, things have mellowed. kinda. well atleast on kevins side i think

cecil never knew his father but its starting to seem like his dad is a tree..?

he has a fear of mirrors and doesnt know what he looks like or how old he is because his mother told him ‘someday you will die cecil. and it will involve a mirror’ normal!

he smokes weed and plays VR

#sorry if all of this has been already added!#i just never miss a chance to nerd out #wtnv

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octhbroken · 2 years ago

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Anonyomous Inquired: Silas if you had to change anything in your life in the current moment, what would it be?

" Change one thing in my life as it currently is, huh? "

The vagrant trailed off, his usually quick responses giving way for a time of thought. If he had been asked this in the past, his answer would have been quick-- likely trading places with either Mila or Terre, the two people whose loss affected him the most to date. Or perhaps Idalia, because of a promise he made but ultimately failed to keep. But now? Now he... He couldn't think of anything that he wanted to change. He had someone he loved, he had a family that he cared about. He was happy with things the way they are, even if he did ultimately keep the life style that he had taken after emerging from his self inflicted imprisonment.

Then again, such a life style had made him many enemies. Powerful enemies, that wouldn't hesitate to use everything he had now against him the moment they had a chance. And that wasn't even taking into account how the masses would react if they happened to learn who he was-- WHAT he was. That the myth that had all but become either a story parents told their children to make them behave and go to sleep when they were told or that historians considered less than stable focused upon... was true and that the being that was feared as "The Destroyer", "The Prime Syn", and a number of other names long lost to time was still among them today. It would be nice for him to just be able to take them all and leave; go to some place that he wouldn't have to deal with any of it.

But he couldn't. Not back then, not now.

The things he and his old friends fought for, as unheroic as the reasons behind them were, he couldn't just walk away from their wishes after everything that had happened. Mila, Terre, Idalia, Maverick, Rhys, and his other friends-- himself included once upon a time-- wanted to make the world a better place. To help people. And while he had largely stepped back from it all after everything he has been through, those enemies he had made were ones that only he could face. The Divinity Engine, Lycoris, Empusa and her cult dedicated towards the ideal that the myth describes him as in their eyes... no one but him could deal with them. Styrmir and Antra were too inexperienced and foolish, and that little "white knight" group that was a thorn in his side and aware of the truth was too unfit for the role as well. And Tethis only got involved when she had no other choice, instead preferring to make someone else to the work and setting them up to handle it-- like she had with him so long ago. So the case was perfectly clear...

" ... Nothing, because there is nothing that can change. My family, the one thing I have left at this point to give me happiness aside, things are as they always have been for me; perfectly locked into place to keep me where I am. And that won't be changing any time soon. "

#[ those once bound by word and law testing as they please || ic ]#[ events that test the resolve to follow || asks ]#[ silas ]#anonymous #Lots of mentions that I haven't spoken about regarding people on the blog here #Maybe I'll talk about them later at some point

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rogue-barnes-16 · 6 years ago

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RUSSIAN ROULETTE (Destroyer fic)

Request: just watched Destroyr too nd I'm thirsty for a fic nd saw you're taking requests from it. Can you do a fic where chris goes undercover with the reader instead with erin and when the Russian Roulette shit happens the reader does something to stop it nd chris confronts her later or smthng || idk it's a messy request sorry. || Pls make it anon??? || lol srry XOXO

Pairing: Chris x reader (Destroyer)

Genre: angsty (?) idk how to describe it

Tags:

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Warnings: not actual spoilers (that's a warning), tension, makeout, language

A/N: first of, I feel like I should make this clear again THIS DOES NOT CONTAIN SPOILERS BUT IT IS BASED ON A PART OF A SCENE OF THE MOVIE. Also, DAMN I enjoyed writing this. Also, it soothed the pain caused by the movie (thanks Nicole Kidman, you lovely human being, for destroying my heart). Anyway, enjoy <3.

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I lay down on the sofa, giving Chris a brief glance to check on him. A while ago, I could have just asked him since all the party noise would have covered our voices, but it all had gotten really quiet.

People had slowly left, and in the house there were just a few people left. Silas, sitting on the armchair; Petra and that other girl, checking their messed up makeup in the mirror; Toby, playing some random video game; Chris, sat right behind Toby, and Arturo, who was coming my way in the moment.

"look what I found" he shook the pack of beers on his right hand, a mischievous grin on his face.

"reinforcements" I extended my hand for him to give me one. "nice, I needed it" I opened the one he gave me and took a sip.

When Arturo made a hesitant attempt to sit besides me, I moved my leg for him to have more room. "looking gorgeous today, Y/n" he said, half cuddling me.

Arturo was kind of pinning over me, I knew it. I sometimes, if I was in a playful mood, would lead him on. He knew I 'was with Chris' —even though we weren't actually together—, so there was nothing else apart from teasing and light flirting.

Chris, however, to pretend, most of the times would play the jealous boyfriend card, but right now he was distracted.

There was someone who was noticing it, though. Silas had his eyes on us, and, if I only had noticed it before, I would have stopped.

But I hadn't.

I jumped at the loud thud that sounded right besides me. When I turned to it, I saw a small gun on the floor.

"Arturo" Silas called the boy besides him. He tilted his head to the gun with a sick smile on his face. "let's see if your time has come?"

The room, now silent, was filled with anxiety and tension.

I tried playing it cool, but the fear in my eyes gave me away. I knew I was being too obvious when Chris decided to intervene.

"fuck it, Arturo" he said carelessly, not looking at anyone, but at the joint he had just rolled. "don't do it" he added, lighting up the joint before giving it a puff.

"it's none of your business Chris" Chris replied at Silas' statement with a gesture of indifference while he let out the smoke. "C'mon Arturo, grow a pair. Don't wanna play?"

I knew things were about to get worse than expected when Arturo got up and grabbed the gun from the floor.

"there he goes" Silas commented, letting out a dark chuckle. "c'mon, come here and look at me in the eye."

I stole a glance at Chris, who was subtly staring at me with almost unnoticeable nervousness in his eyes.

"Wait" all of them turned to me. "he doesn't wanna do it." before Silas could protest, I gave him a knowing smirk "doesn't have what it takes"

"sweetheart, it's done" Silas made himself more comfortable before looking at Arturo again. "someone gotta play now, so go ahead"

I wasn't going to allow that to happen.

"I wanna play." I stated, standing up. "and I definitely got what it takes" I made my way to then, noticing how Chris' breath hitched, making him swallow the smoke and causing him to cough. "c'mon give me the gun"

Arturo gave me the gun, not before looking at Silas for approval. "Okay sweetheart" the man sitting before me let out a chuckle. "same rules. Gun against your head and eyes on me"

"Silas, c'mon" Petra, who had stayed silent until then, spoke with a trembling voice. "don't- babe, let's drop it."

"Nope, babydoll" the man replied. "c'mon Y/n, make the roulette spin, will you?" it took me a second, but I managed to made the cylinder spin without looking at it. "atta girl."

"baby, quit it" I heard Chris voice, but I didn't really listen to it. "leave it, c'mon" I took a deep, shaky breath, and, when I felt my eyes watering, I pulled the trigger. "Y/n!"

Nothing happened.

I exhaled, tossing the gun to the floor and shutting my eyes. "Y/n, sweetheart, you're nuts." Silas started to laugh, giving me a surprised look. "it was loaded. You can't let people tell you what to do like that" everyone started to chuckle lightly too.

"it has three bullets inside" I turned to Chris, who was holding the gun with the cylinder open. "holy fuck" he managed to feign a laugh and I exited the room, feeling my whole body shaking.

"Chris, go get your crazy girl" Silas said, not able to stop laughing. "go and fuck, she'll calm down!"

I heard heavy steps behind me before a large hand grabbed my forearm, dragging me into a dark room. "what were you thinking" Chris hissed, shutting the door. "what the fucking hell, Y/n?"

"he-" I chewed my lip harsh enough to draw blood, while my back rested against the wall. "there was three bullets, you said it yourself. I knew there was a trick."

"so what?!" he hit the wall besides me, taking a shaky breath "it was damn obvious there was a fucking trick. That's not a reason for you to play the Russian fucking Roulette"

"what if he had killed himself?" I asked, hugging myself in a vain attempt to refrain my goosebumps.

"better him than you"

"Silas gave him the gun because of me. 'cause he was flirting with me" I explained "I didn't want his death in my conscience" I replied, gripping my forearms.

"yeah? Well I didn't want a bullet in your fucking skull and I almost got it" he bit back, choking on the last few words. "do something like that again and you're out"

"you can't fucking do that" I stated. "we're undercover, you can't make me leave."

"fuckin' bet, baby" he growled, trying to pass by me and open the door. He couldn't, though since I put myself between him and the door. "move your ass out of my way, Y/n"

"you really wanted one of the criminals we're chasing to get killed?"

"I swear to fucking God Y/n-"

"Tell me" I shoved him back for him to get away from the door "that you wouldn't have done something like that if you thought it was the right thing to do" when he, instead of replying, growled under his breath with his eyes on the ceiling, I repeated, "fuckin' tell me you wouldn't-"

We heard the door's lock clicking open and I panicked, afraid someone might have heard us.

"fuck"

I took a glance at the door, which was being opened.

"shit" When I turned to Chris again, I barely had time to process that he, with his hands gripping my hips, was backing me against the wall before hurriedly crashing his lips against mines.

"Hey guys- Okay" Toby stood there, holding onto the door frame, for a long minute, watching us making out. "they're fine!" he yelled, turning back to the room where everyone was. "I think they're gonna fuck!- sorry for the interruption, I'll give you some... Privacy"

With that, the door closed again and we were left alone in the dark. It was only when we were sure we were safe, that Chris let go of me.

We stood close to each other, breathing heavily. From my current angle, the moonlight made the tears in his face gleam.

Those tears that I didn't even know were there. Those tears that kept running down his cheeks nonstop.

"what are you fucking looking..."

He went silent when my arms wrapped around him, gripping the back of his jacket with both of my hands.

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry" I whispered. "but I don't regret it. It was the right thing to do. Arturo didn't deserve that shit, you know it"

"you didn't either" he circled my hips, pulling me flush against him, like I was going to banish. "Goddammit, Y/n. You didn't either" he muffled a brief sob by burying his face deep into the crook of my neck. "God fucking damnit."

"nothing happened, Chris" I mumbled in a shaky breath, bringing him impossibly closer to me. "I'm fine"

"you scared the shit out of me" he muttered under his breath, letting himself rest against me. "I was so fucking terrified-"

"we're alright" I whispered, pulling away to wipe his tears.

After a beat of silence, he leaned on me an planted a tender, careful kiss on my lips. And it was easy to tell that this one wasn't feigned. This one had Chris' actual feelings on it.

"what was that?" I muttered, slightly confused.

"two weeks deep into this and you already put your life on the line three times" he explained with his jaw clenched. "I'll better come clean 'bout my feelings before you do something stupid and get yourself killed." I nodded, not really knowing what to say. "you... Don't have to- we can just keep pretending, it's fine with me" he cleared his throat, fidgeting with the hem of my jacket. "but, just in case, I needed you to know"

I nodded again without letting any word escape my lips. He waited for an answer that didn't come, and after a few seconds, he cleared his throat again and walked to the bed.

I frowned at him sitting on it. "we should wait a bit." he explained "they think we're fucking so-"

"it's gonna make it more complicated" I blurted out, half wining because, damn, I wanted to be with him. To actually be with him.

"why?" he questioned, resting his elbows over his thighs. "because we'll get too attached? Because we'll get hurt if something happens to the other?"

Those questions made me angry because they were, in fact, the reasons I was going to give him. Now that he had said them out loud, I realized they were stupid reasons.

We were already too attached to each other. We would get hurt anyway if something happened to one another.

"Y/n, I need you to say something"

I walked to him, sat on his lap, and caressed both of his cheeks with my hands. "Okay. Let's do this" I replied, pulling him into a kiss that was, by no means, meant to be rough, but ended up being it.

"Listen" he pulled away for an instant to take off his jacket and mine. "don't you fucking dare to play the Russian Roulette ever again."

"Okay" I pulled the tee off my body and tossed it to the floor. "I won't"

"promise you won't do anything stupid" he demanded, leaning to kiss my jaw, just to pull away to throw his shirt besides mine.

"I promise"

"Good" he cupped my cheeks, bringing me closer to kiss my lips. "cause I'm not sure if I'll be able to stay undercover if something happens to your reckless ass"

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unearthlydust · 4 years ago

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omg your gifs are my absolute favorite 😭 sometimes i’ll go through the destroyer tag on tumblr when i miss the chris character and the majority of the gifs are by you. i really hope tumblr fixes this because i can’t imagine that tag without your gifs in it :( can’t imagine this place without any of your gifs :(

Hi,

Really? You're so sweet! Thank you very much for your kind words! :’)

I hope tumblr will fix this soon because I would love to make more gifsets and share them here. Crossing my fingers!

#harrieserendipity #thanks a lot! :')#poor chris :/#destroyer is such a sad movie #i'm glad seb didn't play silas though #unearthlydust replies

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itsunclebucky · 5 years ago

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Nothing Else Matters

Pairing(s): Destroyer!Chris x Reader Warning(s): Language, Oral sex, semi NSFW. Word Count: A-N: This is for the @the-ss-horniest-book-club with the prompt: You’re undercover at the same location as destroyer!Chris, you give him a bad first impression and you think he hates you. When you are both left alone at the house, you’re drinking beers and having a slow casual conversation when he suddenly offers to eat your pussy.

This was not ideal. But when your boss, who didn’t ask, but demanded you went undercover at a junkyard to find as much information as you could about weapons, money laundering and the drugs the gang had possessed, you ultimately had no choice and were thrown in the deep end of it all.

Two other undercover cops were already at the hideout, unbeknown to you at that moment, Erin and Chris as they introduced themselves. To them, you were just someone interested in doing drugs and to you, they were just part of the gang. Your first introduction to Chris was cringing, to say the least.

“What’s the deal with the buzz cut and beard? Looks like a razor broke before you could finish.” You’d for some reason blurted out before you could control your mouth. A flicker of offense crossed his fears and you pursed your lips awkwardly and stepped away.

But you didn’t mean it to offend him, in all honesty, you really loved the look.

Since then, Chris never spoke to you. And if you were in the same room, he would find some bullshit excuse to leave or if he couldn’t, if Silas needed him, he would avoid your existence as best he could.

You didn’t know any different until a month into the mission, when you overheard a conversation between Chris and Erin, about getting out whilst they can, that they had enough evidence to make an arrest. And you wished you had that opportunity. But your boss needed more than you had reported back to him. You heard their footsteps approach the door and you quickly sprinted away to your room down the hall.

You took a nap, and when you woke up the house was eerily quiet. Usually, there is loud music thumping against the walls, or loud arguments brewing from the main living area, but when you woke there was nothing but peace. And you wondered for a moment if this whole ordeal had been a dream, and you were back in your own bed at home. But the nicotine-stained walls and dirty sheets said otherwise. Tears threatened to spill from the corners of your eyes as all you wanted to do was go home.

You slipped on a loose T-shirt and some shorts and quietly walked through the hallway. The air was cleared and it looked like the gang has been gone for a while. You froze when you stepped into the living room, Chris was sat in the chair drinking a beer.

“Where is everyone?” You asked quietly. Chris’s eyes flickered to your choice of outfit and averted his gaze to your face.

“They went out for the day. They’ll be back tomorrow.” Those were the first 10 words Chris has said to you since you came here. You just nodded and shifted awkwardly on your feet, not knowing what to do with yourself. “Take a seat, I don’t bite.” He grins and you opt to sit opposite him on the floor in front of the table that had an ashtray and beer bottles scattered around it.

Chris stretched his hand out and offered you a beer, you took it with a quiet thanks. You pursed your lips around the rim and took a generous swig.

“It’s not as good as tequila, but it’s alright,” Chris said taking a sip of his own. You smiled, agreeing with him, the longing to taste the deliciousness of red wine on your tongue again.

“I can’t wait to drink wine.” You chuckled shyly and looked around the living room. The sun shone through the partially boarded up windows, making the dust in the air known.

“Why are you here? You’re too innocent to be affiliated with Silas and his boys and I’ve never seen you touch any drugs.” Chris said, darting his tongue between his lips.

“Oh, I-” how was I going to explain this?

“You’re undercover.” stated and you sheepishly nodded your head. “So am I.” He smiled. You didn’t understand why he was being so nice to you when he ignored you since the day you made that comment.

About that! “I’m really sorry for what I said about... you know.” Your hands flailed to his face and he smirked.

“Don’t stress. I knew you were nervous.” He said and you chuckled, and rubbed the back of your neck, causing your shirt to tighten against your bare breasts and Chris’s breath hitched as he saw your nipple poke through. His jeans became tighter he could feel a sheen of sweat form on his neck and forehead.

You stop scratching your neck when you notice his eyes are fixed to your breasts and you awkwardly tug the shirt forward.

“So uh, where have they gone?” You ask, trying to ease the sudden tension. Chris is breathing heavily through his parted lips and he keeps licking his lips. “Chris?” He snaps out of his trance and shakes his head with a chuckle.

“They didn’t say. Just said they’ll be back tomorrow. Can I ask you something?” It was the dreaded question you’ve always hated, it was usually followed by a “Is it true you...”

“Uh, yes sure.” You clear the lump in the throat. Chris sits forward, resting his elbows on top of his thighs and his hands under his chin. You’re sat crisscrossed on the floor and your shirt is pulled up slightly.

“Can I eat your pussy out for you?” Your heart pounded in your chest and you weren’t sure if this was a test. “Please?” He asks as he stands up and steps to where you’re sat. His hand is stretched out and you take it, for what reason you didn’t know.

Chris sits you on the chair he sat just seconds again. He’s kneeling on the floor in front of you, his hands around your thighs as he pulls you closer to the edge of the chair. He kisses the insides of your thighs and looks up at you. “So?” He wants your permission. And you don’t trust your voice right now, so all you can do is nod your head.

His thumbs hook on either side of your shorts and swiftly pulls them down your thighs. He groans when he sees you weren’t wearing panties this whole time. Arousal covers your lips. A soft gasp leaves you when his slick finger circles your soft clit.

“Fuck, you’re way too innocent.” He whispers, lowering his face down. His lips encase your clit as his teeth gently gaze the flesh. Your hand rests on the back of his head as his tongue begins to circle you. Your feet are pressed firmly on the floor as you lift your hips to his face. Both hands are caressing your sensitive thighs.

Chris takes his time. Loving the way your taste explodes his taste buds, you’re the sweetest and innocent little thing he’s tasted in his entire life. The mewls and moans he pulls from you encourage him to keep at the same pace. His beard tickles the skin by your entrance and his stubble on his cheeks burn against your thighs. The slurping noises from the tongue are sinful and you pray he is right about everybody not be back until tomorrow.

Chris shakes his head back and forth and you almost scream by how good that felt. You can feel your insides leaking from the hole onto the chair but you couldn’t care. A warm feeling begins to circulate in your tummy.

“Oh, Chris! I’m gonna cum.” You pant. Chris removes his hands from your thighs and massages your pubic mound. Your body shakes and your head is thrown back as you grind your hips against his delicious tongue. A few more strokes of his tongue have euphoria washing through your trembling body.

Chris gives a couple more gentle and light strokes, helping you through the intense orgasm that has you seeing stars. Chris sits back and smirks. “You’re more delicious than I ever thought.” He said and you chuckle. Feeling uncomfortably wet but still not satisfied.

“Can I ask you something?” You ask, turning the question around to him. He nods his head and massages your foot. A sly smirk grows on your face, “Will you sleep with me? I kinda wanna feel all of you.” You grin, caressing his cum-soaked beard.

“I have a better idea. Let's get out of this while we still can. Go someplace safe. And I'll make love to you the entire night." He suggests.

"What about Erin?"

"She's with Arturo. Why do you think I'm here and not with them. Please, come with me."

"You're serious, aren't you?"

"Deadly serious. We can get new identities, leave California and live a quiet life with new jobs."

You knew it was crazy. But Chris wanted a way out too, and this was the only way he could. It was his suggestion to Silas to leave with everyone for the day, to go out and enjoy nature. With a moment to think about it, you made the decision. Both of you going back to your assigned bedrooms to pack your belongings and running for your lives.

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themadvigilantist · 6 years ago

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petra

#mv: mungifs #tatmasedit #tatiana maslany #destroyeredit #destroyer (2018)#petra #films #ooc #vc: 11 1/2 #{silas deserved everything he got and everyone else should be allowed to have a spa day and that's the facts}

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navybrat817 · 3 years ago

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A Lover’s Lament

Pairing: Destroyer!Chris x Female Reader Summary: You reflect on the love and loss of the man who stole your heart. Word Count: Almost 3.9k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, grief, loss, angst, heartache, angst with a happy ending, hurt/comfort, talk of violence and death, swearing, flashbacks, time jumps, brief porn with some feels (it’s me), Destroyer!Chris (he’s a warning, okay?), Destroyer!Chris AU. A/N: I'm very proud of this one, even if I hurt myself along the way! Grief isn't linear and I did my best to let that show through my writing. Destroyer!Chris deserves the world. Beta read by the beautiful @sweeterthanthis who let me spitball this with her (thank you, lovely), but any and all mistakes are my own. Banners by @its-just-may. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Please reblog or comment if you feel inclined! I’d love to know what you thought of this.

Sight

You knew Chris was trouble the moment you saw him. It had nothing to do with the short haircut or beard, though you appreciated the look. It wasn’t even the tattoos on full display or the rings that adorned his fingers as your gaze swept over him. The epitome of a bad boy, but you knew he wasn’t a boy at all. He was a man, his cool confidence making you forget to breathe as his gaze met yours.

It was his eyes.

The icy blue made you shiver like a wave crashed over you. It was a look that said he would unravel you bit by bit until you bared his soul to him. He didn’t even know you. How did he have the right to look at you like that?

Your name came out as a whisper, so quiet you almost had to repeat it. His stare didn’t waver as he introduced himself as Chris, new to Silas’ crew. You refused to look away, determined to get under his skin the way he got under yours so quickly. You wanted to know all of his secrets. You wanted to know him.

Chris made you fall in love.

You discovered the ways to make his eyes crinkle when he smiled and laughed. No one else could do that the way you could. Or how they darkened when he undressed you, like he had never seen anything or anyone so beautiful. It was an honor to be seen by him.

“How long have you been awake?” you whispered as you laid on your side, blinking the sleep from your eyes.

“Long enough,” he whispered back, his touch as soft as his gaze as he simply stared.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” your voice was almost shy.

“Just…” he swallowed before he leaned in, his lips barely brushing yours. “Thinking of how lucky I am that you fell for a piece of shit like me.”

“Well, you’re my piece of shit, Chris,” you smiled, kissing him again. “So don’t go breaking my heart.”

He looked stricken, like he actually would, before he shook his head. “Never, baby.”

But he did.

“I love you, baby.”

Those eyes haunted your dreams since that day, your own filled with tears whenever you arose from a restless sleep. Instead of seeing him beside you, you were met with the blinking light of your clock. A flashing glare to remind you that you woke up alone again.

You caught your reflection in the mirror as you sat up. Grief wasn’t a pretty sight. Not when you looked like a shell of yourself. You just wanted to see his eyes and find love looking back at you.

It hurts, Chris. It hurts so much.

Touch

You were constantly distracted by Chris and his hands. He used to smirk when you asked about his rings and why he chose each one. It gave you an excuse to stare at his long, thick fingers while appearing innocent. He knew better.

“You want stories about my rings?” he asked.

“I do. No one chooses rings at random, so tell me,” you answered.

He smiled as he finished rolling his cigarette. Most days, he didn’t like talking about himself. You managed to get through that armor. Usually. “Tell you what. Let’s make our own story,” he told you, resting his hand on your thigh.

“What story?” you asked as he gently squeezed.

“You choose which ring I wear when I fuck you,” he explained as your breath hitched. “After that, choose another ring. Do that until I’ve marked you with every single ring. That sound like a good story to you?”

His stories were always too good to be true, but you believed them anyway.

It was easy to believe him when he had you on your back, his hand holding your wrists above your head as he thrust deep. His calloused touch against your skin as you lifted your hips to meet his thrusts drove you crazy. He traced you with his fingers and lips, making his own path on the map of your body. You felt branded, owned and cherished every single time.

“That’s it, baby. Fall to pieces for me.”

You used to be someone beautiful and broken to be put back together. Now you were just broken. You tried to be strong, but you were weak. Why crave a touch you would never feel again? But wouldn’t it make you feel alive if you felt his hands on you again?

You ran your hand along his side of the bed. You used to do that when he got up to feel the warmth he left behind. There was no warmth left. He took it with him when you made him leave.

You could have let him stay. All you had to do was pull him into your arms and tell him not to leave you. But you kicked him out. You wish you could take it back.

“I’m coming back for you.”

You reached for the ring on the nightstand as you got up, slipping it onto your finger as you blinked the tears away. It was the ring he chose for you. The band was as secure as the phantom hand around your heart. The story you had to tell now didn’t have a happy ending. Those didn’t exist in your world.

A reminder that you’re mine.

Taste

Kisses didn’t mean anything to you until Chris. The first time he kissed you was like an explosion of flavors, creating the most intoxicating taste you had ever experienced. One wasn’t enough. You dragged him away so you could continue to get lost in him. He seemed just as addicted, your lips swollen by the end of the night.

“They gonna beat my ass for putting my hands on you?” Chris asked, his lips brushing yours just long enough to feel his breath.

“You haven’t put your hands on me yet,” you challenged, taking his wrist and looking into his eyes as you brought it between your legs. “And I’ll beat them if they try to stop you.”

You gasped as his fingertips moved along the wet fabric. “I’m still the new guy, but you’re worth getting my ass kicked over. Mmm. Bet you taste delicious. Like sugar melting on my tongue. Just like you will.”

You whined at his promise. “Talk is cheap.”

“Remember that when I make you see stars.”

He used to greet you each morning with a kiss. He didn’t care about morning breath, he only wanted the feel of your lips and taste of your tongue. He said it chased the demons away. You didn’t realize how close the demons truly were.

“Why are you here?” you questioned, kissing the tip of his nose as he held you in his lap. “You could be more than this. You’re smarter than this. Just walk away,” you urged. Chris didn’t belong in a gang. He deserved better.

“It’s what I have to do,” he told you, tilting his head back. He licked his lips as he contemplated what to say next. “Besides, what about you? What would you do without me?”

You shoved his shoulder as he smiled. “I’m not actually part of the gang, you know,” you reminded him. You couldn’t just up and leave though without a plan or money. “I’d go with you though if you asked me to,” you said honestly. You’d go anywhere he did.

“You would?” he questioned, gripping your chin. “So, if I asked you to go away with me one day, you would?”

“I would,” you promised.

But you didn’t and you were left with a taste of ash and regret. You should’ve gone with him. You should’ve stopped Silas from robbing that bank. Biting your tongue, you bit it hard enough to draw blood. The copper taste was almost as bitter as you were.

I deserve the pain.

Smell

You couldn’t bring yourself to get rid of the clothes he left behind. In fact, you slept in one of his shirts every night. That way it felt like he was still holding you close. You even bought his favorite cologne and sprayed them when his scent began to fade away.

Lifting the collar of the shirt you currently wore, you leaned down to brush your nose along the fabric. You closed your eyes as you inhaled and, for a moment, you felt peace. You even detected a hint of the cigarettes he used to smoke. You teased that they were bad for him, yet you couldn’t get enough.

“You’re not smoking around our children,” you smiled when he exhaled, the smoke surrounding your face. “And now I’m going to smell. Thanks for that.”

Chris shrugged as he put it in the ashtray. “You always smell so sweet. Nothing could change that.”

“I see you ignored the kid comment,” you winked as you got up to walk away, shrieking when he stopped you and pulled you onto his lap.

“You want my kids?” he asked, running his nose along your neck. The shiver that moved down your spine was inescapable. He smelled like musk, smoke, beer and a hint of something deadly and you wanted it all over you. “Want me to knock you up, baby?”

“I wouldn’t mind us practicing,” you smirked, grinding your hips down. He groaned against your skin as you did it again.

“I’ll fuck you right here if you don’t watch it,” he warned, gripping your hips to help you move.

“Is that a promise?” you smirked again. “Show the guys I’m yours?”

“They know you’re mine,” he reminded you. “But I’m happy to put on a show.”

You rubbed your arms as you shivered again. The image of him between your legs shimmered in your mind before you could stop it. He was a giver through and through. You refused to let anyone else touch you. It felt like a betrayal even with him gone.

“So fucking wet for me,” he groaned, bringing your soaked panties to his face. Hearing him inhale made you clench and moan. “Fuck, how does your pussy always smell so good?”

“Tastes even better,” you smiled, opening your legs wider.

“Then let me have my fill.”

“Wait,” you stop him before he can crouch down. “Are you really trying to knock me up?”

It was a terrible time to bring it up, but he smiled as he kissed your thigh. “When I get us out of here, yeah.”

You opened your eyes, the ache between your thighs fading as anger flowed through you. The two of you could have had a family. Silas fucked it up. He fucked everything up. You didn’t know you could hate until him.

Never you, Chris. I could never hate you.

Hearing

You could listen to Chris talk for hours. The cadence in his voice had you hanging on every word whenever he spoke. Hearing your name fall from his lips excited you in a way you never imagined. He was a lot of firsts for you. He wasn't your first lover or love, but he was the one who made you imagine what forever could be.

"You sure you don't want a bigger place?" he asked as he looked around.

"I don't need a bigger place,"

“When we get out of here, we’re getting something bigger.”

You raised an eyebrow. He mentioned more than once getting you away from this place. "You keep saying ‘when’, but when is that going to happen? What’s holding us back?”

He raised an eyebrow back at you. "Just need more time to get things ready, square some things away with Silas. But we’ll get a new place away from here. Trust me.”

“I trust you.” “And I know you’re imagining footsteps and laughter in your mind. Don’t deny it."

You were afraid to acknowledge that he was right, but you nodded. You wanted everything with him. And he loved you, but you still didn’t want him to feel trapped.

"Need you to say it," he whispered, brushing a finger along your cheek.

"I am. I want a family with you, Chris."

He placed a hand on your stomach as he kissed you, as if he could will a child there. "Think he'll like the sound of my voice?"

"I love it, so he will, too," you smiled, relieved that he stayed. That he wanted this. "And you're assuming we'll have a boy?"

"We better. Because if we have a girl, I'm not letting anyone touch her. But I do want her to be as loved as I love you."

The floorboard creaked under your feet as you stood up, turning on a playlist that Chris made for you. The first song that came on put a brief smile on your face. It reminded you of happier times. Like the sound of his pickup truck pulling up to take you on an adventure. You missed the bad times, too. God, you even missed yelling at him.

“You’re a fucking cop?!” you shouted, not bothering to hide the anger or betrayal from your tone.

Chris swallowed as he looked away. “I’m an FBI Agent. I can’t fully explain why I’m here, but I can’t keep lying to you.”

You shrunk back like he struck you, which he would never do. Right? But you never thought he’d lie to you either. “So, lying before was okay. What was this then?” you asked, gesturing between the two of you. “A game?! A pity fuck?!”

“No,” he swore, looking back at you with glistening eyes. “NO. It was never a game. I love you. I never lied about that.”

“Bullshit!” you cried. “You work for the FBI! This WHOLE THING has been a lie. You… you were never going to get me out of here, were you?”

He reached for you as you stepped back more, your breathing heavy before you burst into tears. “Please, baby. I swear. I love you so much.” “Stop lying to me!” you sobbed, furiously wiping your tears. “Get out. I don’t want to see you again.”

“Baby, come with me,” he begged, holding out his hand. “Please.”

“GET OUT!”

He flinched, swiping a hand across his cheek to wipe his own tears as he went to the door. “I’m coming back for you.”

Lies were often wrapped in pretty bows, but his words ended with bullets in his body. A fitting ending for a hero trying to bring a gang down. Silas didn’t let him win. You wished the last sound he heard would’ve been that your voice telling him that you were sorry for doubting him. That you forgave him. And most importantly, that you loved him.

Always.

Grief

You learned more about Chris when he died. Well, as much as you were allowed to. He was a good man and agent and was only doing his job when he infiltrated Silas’ gang. You knew he never meant to fall in love with you, but it happened.

Was this my fault?

He had evidence to turn over, more than enough to take them down. Maybe he wanted more time with you in case you turned your back on him. Maybe he meant to take a cut of the money from the robbery so the two of you could start over. It didn't matter in the end, did it?

I'm sorry.

You went about your routine. You showered, dressed and made yourself something to eat. If anything, you did it for Chris. It would break his heart if you skipped a meal or stayed in bed all day because of him. You even set reminders on your phone to drink water so you wouldn't forget.

Some of your friends didn't realize how much energy grieving took out of you. You tried to explain that it didn't have a timeline. It was unpredictable. The moment you thought you were okay you felt overwhelmed, hit in the chest until you thought you'd collapse. That was why you let yourself process slowly that he was gone.

But it was difficult when you didn’t have closure. You didn’t get to see his body or attend a funeral. You only had the leftover items in your place and rare photos that were worn from how much you touched them. He was simply gone and everyone else around you moved on.

The only consolation you had was that Silas was burning in Hell.

He deserves worse.

Looking at the calendar on the fridge, you uncapped the marker and crossed out the previous day. “Another day has come and gone,” you said, flipping through a couple of the previous months and seeing each X. You didn’t always succeed in making it through without crying or lashing out, but you did your best. It was a reminder that you were trying.

You could almost picture Chris leaning against the fridge with a proud look on his face. “You’re doing your best, baby. That’s more than enough.”

I am trying. I just want you to be proud of me.

Love

It was earlier than normal for you to be awake. You didn’t open your eyes since you were still tired, but a soft aroma soothed you as you inhaled. Smoke. Wood. Citrus. It smelled like your man. It had to be the shirt.

The sound of gentle breathing drifted to your ears as your hand moved to the right side of the bed, like always. The hand you found was warm and rough to the touch, the familiar rings making you sigh from the contact. You froze when the fingers laced with yours. You knew those rings. You knew every story behind them.

He isn’t here. He’s gone.

Your eyes opened, blinking rapidly because you were sure you were losing your mind. Chris was beside you, gazing at you the way he always did when you woke up. His hair was longer. So was his beard. But his eyes? You’d know them anywhere.

“Chris?” you whimpered because you were certain you were going mad. Was this the final straw to make you crack? To be so broken that the pieces of you would become dust? Your hand shook as you brought it to his face. He covered his hand with yours, rubbing his cheek against it.

“Hey, baby,” he whispered.

The dam broke as you began to cry, your sob muffled as you pressed your lips to his. He returned the kiss in earnest, like you were the only thing tethering him to the earth when it was the other way around. His kisses tasted like endless nights you were robbed of. He was there with you. He was alive.

“Shh, shh, it’s okay. I’m here,” he swore when you had to breathe, your hands roaming his body to make sure your mind wasn’t playing tricks on you.

“You died,” you cried as he did his best to wipe your tears away.

“Almost,” he said sadly. “Silas got a few shots in. I had to lay low while I recovered. And even longer after that. I wanted to come to you so badly. Killed me not to see you,” he said, his eyes wide as your eyes teared up again. “Shit. Fuck. Bad choice of words.”

You yanked at his shirt, another sob coming out as you saw the scars. Your fingertips brushed along each of them before you pushed him on his back. “Look what he did to you,” you whispered, tears falling along his torso as you moved to kiss each of them. You wished you could have killed Silas yourself.

“Baby, I’m fine. I promise,” he assured you as your lips lingered on a scar close to his heart, his hand caressing the back of your neck. “I promised I’d come back for you, didn’t I? I don’t break my promises.”

You exhaled heavily against his skin as everything hit you at once, squeezing your eyes shut as you moved to bury your face in his neck. You could see, hear, taste, smell and feel him again. Your man. Your everything. “I’m sorry I made you leave. I’m so sorry.”

“No, I’m sorry. I lied. You had every right-”

“No. You came clean and I threw you out instead of listening to you. I’ve regretted it every day since,” you told him as you sat up, framing his face. “I almost broke from the grief. And I’m so sorry. I love you. I never stopped.”

“I love you, too,” he whispered, leaning up to kiss you.

You weren’t sure if you’d ever stop crying as he parted your lips with his tongue. Fuck, you missed that. “I thought I lost you.”

“I’m your piece of shit, remember? Can’t get rid of me that easily.”

A watery laugh came out as you smiled. God, you were smiling. “How did you even get in?”

“Still had the key. I wanted to wake you right away, but I couldn’t resist watching you sleep for a minute,” he smiled back, kissing you again. “And I can’t stay.”

“What? No, you can’t leave. You just got here,” you panicked at the thought of losing him all over again.

“I have to. It isn’t safe here, but I have a place. Come with me,” he urged. “It isn’t much and it’s far away, but it would be ours.”

Maybe it was adrenaline or shock, but you nearly leapt out of bed to throw a few things in a bag without another thought. It didn’t really matter what you took, minus a few keepsakes of the two of you. The most important thing you needed was a few feet away.

Chris sat up with a smile as he watched you, like he was just in awe to see you again. “Fuck, I missed you.”

Your heart raced as you looked back at him. “I missed you, too.” “That’s my shirt.”

“Mine now. You’re not getting it back,” you smiled as you pulled on some pants.

“Oh, I’ll get it back. We have a lot of time to make up for,” he said suggestively. And as tempting as it was to ride him into the mattress, you knew there wasn’t time. He went to you in the middle of the night for a good reason.

“Ready,” you said once the bag was zipped up.

Chris took the bag, always the gentleman, before he looked outside. “Let’s go,” he said. The pickup truck waiting was different than his old truck. Maybe it was a mix of who he was: the agent and the man you fell in love with.

“You sure about this?” he asked as he helped you in. “You go with me and there’s no coming back here.”

“I’m sure,” you said, the sound of the truck door shutting being the final nail in the coffin. You looked back at your place after he got in. You were leaving memories behind, but you weren’t getting a second chance.

Chris looked at you like you were the most beautiful sight as he took off. Sight. He reached for your hand as your place grew smaller in the distance. Touch. He brought your hand to his lips to kiss each knuckle. Taste. His cologne and cigarettes lingered in the small space. Smell. “I love you, baby.” Hearing.

“I love you, too.”

Always.

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