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evermetnotforgotten · 11 months

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content warnings: explicit (drunk) consensual sex, alcohol

It's the fourth time his phone flashes that he realises—shit, it's a call, not a text. Graham doesn't need to hear a voice to know that his late-night caller has taken a trip down the neck of a bottle tonight, but as soon as he does, it’s crystal clear.

"Heeey."

Stifling a sigh Graham rubs his cheek, his jaw. He suppresses the ‘bit early to have reached the bottom, isn't it?’ "Hey, Lev."

"M'lonely." The sound of something soft hitting the floor—a pillow, a pile of clothes. "Y'should come over."

"I don't think that's a great idea."

"Why not?"

The last time had felt like a damn trap—couple hours of everything they'd both wanted and needed at the time, sure, but the unfiltered regret that had seeped from every corner of Lev the morning after had been just… unbearable. Even if Graham couldn't exactly blame him. Felt the same way.

"Please?" It's part whine, part slur. "I haven't had that much. I'm so… so, so, sober."

Graham highly, highly doubts that. "What're you drinking?"

"Cap'n Morgan. I think?"

"You think."

"Definitely. Maybe."

Yeahhh. "With?"

The tink of a glass. "Was coke… but…" But now straight. Maybe straight from the bottle.

"Could you have a glass of water or something maybe? You know… take care of yourself?"

A chuckle, low and husky. "Why don't you?"

Frowning, Graham adjusts his grip on the phone, bitter at the thrill that still hits him at a line like that. A line from him. He knows he should roll his eyes and just end the damn call, but the little voice in his head mad at being fucked with is easy to drown out.

"Lev… c'mon."

"You c'mon. Come here." More insistent this time. Less of a question, more of a statement of inevitability. "Come over."

Graham should say no. Needs to say no, for both their sakes. "I've got an early start," he tries—not all of them get wired money to support themselves with every week. Some of them have to work.

"Please?"

He should say no. Instead, he lets the sigh out before it swells enough to suffocate him. It doesn't help that tonight his ex is being especially persistent.

"Or… I could do it." A beat. "Would you like that?"

Over the line he hears the sound of bare feet on tiles. The scraping open of a door, or drawer. A clattering and clunking, and then a little whoa, fuck as someone tries to steady himself while the room's rotation shifts from clockwise to counter.

When Graham starts to piece things together, he attempts an intercept. "Okay, hey… you are really, really hammered right now—definitely too much to drive. And I don't want you to not talk to me for weeks after because of something you regret. Uh… it's fine that you called, but I really think that you should go to bed. I can call you in the morning, if you want."

"Mmm."

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Mhmm. Keep talking."

"Yeah cool, so you're not."

"I am."

"Do not drive here."

"M'not."

"Put the keys back."

The response he gets at that is a deep sigh, which curls into a little moan. Immediately, Graham feels all the warm spots on his body start to prickle, alert all at once. He's put the wrong pieces together—or put the pieces together wrong.

Oh, fuck. Oh he’s definitely done it up wrong.

"You're…"

“Told you—” and a thrilling little hitch of the breath. “I could bring it to you. Don't have to go anywhere."

The little bloop of his text tone sounds, and there's not a single thought in Graham's brain as he pulls the phone away from his ear to look at the screen, makes a bewildered little noise at the image there. Lev, framed by the bathroom mirror. Hair wet, shaping his face. Eyes heavy lidded, mouth slightly open, shirt unbuttoned. One hand up holding his phone, the other hand down, holding his—

"Did I lose you?"

He brings the voice back to his ear.

"Fuuuuck, Lev," he murmurs, eyes staring blankly at the dusty ceiling fan. “You’re gonna kill me.”

Those scars… he's kissed and licked along those neat little rows so many times before, and now he can't get every time that he's ever done such to stop playing in his mind. Every time he's massaged those shoulders, tight from stress. Every time he's taken one of those nipples into his mouth to tease it. And every time he's felt that cock press his tongue down, gently nudge the back of his throat.

“I need you.”

And there’s the little voice again. Just a little voice. This isn’t fair. But in spite of it, Graham is already fisting himself through his lounge pants, leaning his phone on his shoulder and the back of the couch in favour of biting the knuckles of his other hand. As he closes his eyes he can see the curve where hip transitions to thigh, feel the trace of fingers across his pecs, watch the other hand reaching back and down. Feel the other man's body, flush and warm, from chest to pelvis.

Can’t let him hear how this is affecting him, though. Would be a transgression. He bites his cheek to keep quiet.

"You thinking about me?"

Hesitation. Then surrender. "Yes," Graham admits.

"Naked?"

Excitement. Arousal. Fear. "Yes."

A shift through the phone, a breath. “On top of you?”

It wasn’t the first thing that had come to mind. And maybe that’s better, actually, somehow. Makes him feel like less of a predator. “Inside me.”

Another moan, and this time it sounds close enough for the wisp of breath to lick along the inside of his ear. It's followed up by a breathy “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Fuck, yeah.

"God…" The delicate crack in Lev's voice makes his whole body sing. "Love that. Spread you out on the bed. Grab you. Haah…"

A minute or so of play, but then he loses momentum. What is he doing? Not while he's drunk.

Lev seems to cotton on. "What's the matter? Not enough for you?"

"This… isn't good."

"Why?"

"I think you should go to bed. Sorry."

The rhythm of breathing on the other end of the phone pauses, leaving only silence. "Fine. I'll call Eli."

"Who's Eli?"

"Yeah, you don't get to ask that." Not angry, just disappointed. "Sorry for bothering you. G'night."

"Wait." Graham grasps at a reason, anything to keep the call going. Eli could be anyone—a hookup, most likely, but equally likely an asshole. A weirdo. A stranger taking advantage of a drunk, lonely guy. A guy who is going to hang up on him at any second…

Fuck it. He's already going to hell.

"Don't, uh. Don't do that. l'll be there in twenty."

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Busy buttoning his shirt, Lev is turned away. Still, his tone is soft. Genuine. Not steeped in shame.

"Do you wanna grab something to eat? Or… coffee? Um. Unless you've gotta run."

Graham's head is throbbing—for the life of him, doesn't know how he ever used to put away that much tequila in his early twenties and still live the next day—and his mouth is dry. He puts a hand over his eyes to shield them from the crack of morning light through Lev's bedroom curtains.

He's wanted nothing more than a coffee with him for almost a year, now. But for the first time, Graham doesn't reach towards, but away. Needs to tell him. He slowly swings his legs over the side of Lev's bed.

"I'm… seeing someone. Actually."

For a long moment, there's no response. "Oh."

"We're not quite exclusive yet, so, but… yeah." Not a great sell for a new lady, a drunken one night stand with his ex. That said, Eleanor might be one of the least judgemental people he's ever met—bar Niels, maybe. She'd get it.

"Oh. Um. Sorry."

"It's okay."

Lev turns his head, but still won't look at him. The telltale signs of a closing door are inching steadily across. "I shouldn't have called. Didn't know I was getting you in trouble."

"She knows," Graham replies. "She knows there's a person in my past who I have some shared… complicated stuff, with. Nothing sensitive."

The unfortunate phrasing triggers many half-expressions to flicker across Lev's face in rapid fire.

"Shit…"

"Hey, it's okay, really."

A snap. "No it's not." Just as quick, an ease off. "It's not okay. I can't just…"

Graham would have gone to him. Six months ago, he would have thrown himself down on his knees and offered himself, all of himself, up to Lev if he wanted him back.

But right now, he's just disappointed in Lev for not asking for him sooner. And in himself, for knowing, and for coming over anyway.

"Thanks. Sorry, uh. Forget I asked. You should… go."

He dresses in silence. Doesn't turn back around at the little sniff, even though he knows exactly the acute distress about to be felt in this room.

Has felt it himself, after all.

#lgm writing #lev johnson #graham pierce #drunk sex tw #alcohol tw #angst #sorry for the sudden flurry i'm trying to finish a few things #for once

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pastadrawstma · 2 months

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Doing the spotify wrapped art challenge with the TMA friends. This is 3 with Oliver and Graham. Lyrics are from Scum by Lovejoy

Btw if any of you wanna send me a number in my ask box thats between 1-100 and a character from TMA that would be really fun to continue doing this

(requested by @podxol and @char-lie-spirals hai guys :3)

Day 8 of posting magpod art daily

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lobotomaxi · 4 months

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Alice Cullen it she was a cyber whore🧸📹

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butterbabyflapjack · 1 year

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CROWN OF PIERCING BONE

Hannibal Lecter x fem!reader x Will Graham (18+)

You’re an FBI trainee with a spiraling empathy disorder, tasked with helping track a horrific serial killer who bow-hunts women dressed only in antler crowns. But Will Graham, the brooding professor who’s reluctantly agreed to mentor you, may actually be the very killer you and the FBI are looking for.

Meanwhile, you inexplicably don’t trust your psychiatrist, Dr. Lecter. He might be seducing and manipulating you, or maybe he just wants to pâté your liver.

Wherein....

• Will’s afraid to open up, but even more afraid of letting you go. That might not be a good thing.

• You maybe take a fire axe to Hannibal’s harpsichord in an uncontrolled fit of rage. And, no, he’s not exactly ~pleased~ about it.

• You thought you were sane, but now you’re part of Will and Hannibal’s murder family??

• Maybe taking psychedelics around Hannibal isn’t the best idea you’ve ever had. He's likely to take advantage.

• You might be dating a dissociative serial murderer? Fun~!

[ TAGS & WARNINGS ] dark!Will Graham, Will Graham fluff, M/M/F threesome, crime, psychological thriller, hallucinations, slow burn, canon typical violence, volatile feelings, angst, mental illness, unconventional love triangle, manipulation, gaslighting, porn with plot, porn with feelings, explicit sexual content, cannibalism, enemies to lovers, lovers to enemies, Hannibal playing god, deception, mystery, trauma, issues with guilt, culinary exploits of a sexual and murderous nature, hurt and comfort, lots of hurt and comfort, canon typical dark content, serial murder, investigation, therapy with Dr. Lecter, ethical dilemmas, neurodivergent characters, neurodivergent reader, conflicted reader, kidnapping, attempted kidnapping, criminal psychology, possible major character death, dreamscapes, erotomania, soft sex, rough sex, shower sex, hate sex, shoved against a bookshelf sex, trying desperately to be quiet so you don't get in trouble sex, mild knife play, fishing with Will, Hannibal adores dressing you up, dinner parties, aftercare, elements of revenge, horror, descriptions of violent and phantasmagorically grotesque crime scenes, sitophilia, encephalitis, threats of violence, consensual psychedelic drug use, covering up crime scenes, sleepwalking, memory loss, conflictions with reality, season 1 AU, domestic fluff, flirting, I might have daddy issues?, secret relationships, jealousy, darkfic with tooth-rotting fluff, Will Graham is a teddy bear (supposedly), if you thought things weren’t going to get fucked up I’m happy to disappoint you

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[ TAGLIST ] @y-o-u-n-g-g-o-d-s @vegasbud @angelmenace @mrsgrahamsdesign @jedinerd27 (full disclosure vegas, the slutty scene I spoiled doesn't happen for a while)

read on ao3 🤍

chapter one : STORMCLOUD EYES

chapter two : MIASMA

#hannibal lecter #will graham #hannibal lecter x reader #will graham x reader #hannibal lecter x you #will graham x you #hannigram #hannibal #murder husbands #fanfiction #my fanfic #crown of piercing bone #nbc hannibal #reader insert

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bennett-mikealson · 8 months

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Dang Damon’s Crystal blue orbs and Stefan’s hero hair really be having TVD Stans losing brain cells

Imagine calling Bonnie selfish for wanting to get rid of the same people who had done nothing but destroy her, her friends and the towns lives in a very short amount of time.

Imagine not liking Bonnie for her dislike for vampires when they’ve done nothing but cause her misery.

And these be the same people who call Bonnie a hypocrite for working with vampires or asking them for help despite not liking them, even though they’re the reason for all the problems in the first place.

Like the least you can do is help fix y’all’s mess instead of constantly depending on a newbie teenage witch who’s still trying to grow accustomed to her new horrifying reality and understand her magic more.

ALL BY HERSELF MAY I ADD!!!

#bonnie bennett #kat graham #vampire diaries #tvdu #anti damon salvatore #anti stefan salvatore #damon salvatore #stefan salvatore #elena gilbert #caroline forbes #katherine pierce

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neverscreens · 7 months

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— THE VAMPIRE DIARIES, S02E07.

All in GALLERY. Like or reblog if it was useful, every interaction shows us that we should keep making screencaps for y'all ♡

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boldlygoingtohell · 3 days

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It’s that time of the month again where all I can think about is finding a dark haired, puppy-eyed man and swatting him on the nose with a newspaper until he loves me

#I wanna do this to #James Wilson #and #hawkeye pierce #Sam Winchester #will graham #ryan bergara #Shane Madej #hannibal #supernatural #mash #columbo #Zo Post

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kaviiinsky · 9 months

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is this anything??? men with issues.

#spoonspeak #hannibal #will graham #red valley #redvalleypod #hawkeye pierce #mash #nbc hannibal #red valley podcast #m*a*s*h

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spilladabalia · 21 days

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Jeffrey Lee Pierce, The Gun Club, taken at the Lyceum Theatre, London on 4th December 1983. Camera - Canon A1 Film - Kodak Safety 5063 - Photo by & © Al Graham.

#jeffrey lee pierce #the gun club #punk blues #punk #punk rock #al graham #photography #rock photography #1983

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stabby-apologist · 1 year

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One must always go for the aggressive brunette because apparently that's my type in fandom.

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batteredshoes · 2 years

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Gun Club | 1981

Dig it. From my best friend’s collection when he lived in Dallas.

#jeffrey lee pierce #ward dotson #terry graham #rob ritter

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doctor-mccoys-sanity · 9 months

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trying to watch NBC Hannibal be having you squinting bc the screen is too dark, straining your ears bc they speak in whispers and doing mental gymnastics trying to understand the riddles

#then you’re immediately blinded by the intro screen and piercing screams #hannibal #nbc hannibal #hannibal nbc #hannigram #hannibal lecter #will graham #watching hannibal #watching hannibal be like

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sansas-north · 7 months

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#the vampire diaries #tvd #tvdedit #the vampire diaries edit #aesthetics #tvd aesthetics #elena gilbert #nina dobrev #caroline forbes #candice king #bonnie bennett #kat graham #katherine pierce #lexi branson

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lobotomaxi · 5 months

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i be that pretty motherfucker man

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butterbabyflapjack · 1 year

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WIP Wednesday

Here's a little sluttiness from my WIP Hannibal Lecter x Will Graham x fem!reader fic

You’re anxious. And lonely. And worried. And horny. Why do motels make you horny? Why does stress do the same?

Rolling onto your stomach, you grab your phone and swipe to text Will. For no particular reason.

Are you sleeping?

You toss your phone aside, not wanting to stare at the screen, to admit you’re itching for a reply.

You don’t have to wait long to hear the buzz of his response, though – and you quickly snatch up your phone again.

Is that a trick question?

You smile a little smile at your screen; thumbs tap-tap-tapping.

I can’t sleep.

I ascertained as much.

I’m bored.

Because you’re talking to me? Or in spite of that?

I’m horny.

There’s definitely a longer pause in his response time after that.

Because you’re talking to me? Or in spite of that?

Your grin hides a laugh, and you’re glad he has no way to see it.

Come over.

Great idea.

Except for one little thing.

Your room’s right next to Jacks.

Your lips purse. Oh. Yeah.

Another message appears.

You come over here.

Your room’s right next to Jacks too.

Oh yeah.

You bite back another grin, heels kicking up as you type to him.

Come over.

Bossy.

Please?

Better. Still room for improvement tho.

Omfg Will

He doesn’t write back, and you begin to wonder if he’ll really make you ask him oh-so-nicely with a cherry on top. But then there’s a gentle knock upon your door; the rap of light, unassuming knuckles.

Scrambling off the bed, you wander over to the door, fighting to look annoyed. Grumbling the second you open it, “I’m glad you saw the error of your ways, because if you were seriously going to try and make me beg you–”

He pushes his way in, brushing past you; taking your waist one-handed to maneuver you from his path, and then shove you against the inside of the door as he gruffly closes it.

As you blink wide with shock, he reaches past you for the security chain, sliding in place its lock. Trapping you between it and he.

“Do you think you can be quiet?” he asks you, and there’s suggestion in his words, suggestion you don’t immediately understand.

“What?”

“These walls are paper thin,” he muses, his eyes deliciously dark, shadowed by dark lashes.

Heat curls up your neck as you realize what he might be talking about. What seems more and more likely by the way he’s pinned you between himself and the bedroom’s door.

“I can be quiet,” you say, your voice hushed; smooth yet somehow shaking. “Can you…?”

He smiles. Sultry. Warm. And, leaning close to your ear, he murmurs, “I’m not the one at risk of screaming my name over and over again.” He chuckles at the way you tense beneath him, the way you shiver at his touch. “I’m not sure how you’d go about explaining that to anyone who’d hear. Especially with how sinful you sound saying it.”

It feels like the flustered, embarrassed heat radiating off your skin warms the air around you.

“You like it,” you tease, and he chuckles lowly.

“I love it,” he doesn’t hesitate to admit. “But we can’t have an audience. So are you sure you can be quiet…?”

You’re not. You’re not sure of anything.

“I’m sure,” you say – gasping as his hand slides with purpose between your legs.

“Liar,” he hotly breathes.

There's a lot of flirting in this fic but the tags are also to be taken seriously.

Taglist: dark!Will Graham, Will Graham fluff, M/M/F threesome, crime, psychological thriller, hallucinations, slow burn, canon typical violence, volatile feelings, angst, mental illness, manipulation, gaslighting, porn with plot, porn with feelings, explicit sexual content, cannibalism, enemies to lovers, lovers to enemies, Hannibal playing god, deception, mystery, trauma, issues with guilt, culinary exploits of a sexual and murderous nature, hurt and comfort, lots of hurt and comfort, canon typical dark content, serial murder, investigation, therapy with the infamous and duplicitous Dr. Lecter, ethical dilemmas, neurodivergent characters, neurodivergent reader, conflicted reader, kidnapping, attempted kidnapping, possible major character death, questioning reality, dreamscapes, erotomania, soft sex, rough sex, shower sex, hate sex, mild knife play, fishing with Will, Hannibal adores dressing you up, dinner parties, aftercare, elements of revenge, horror, descriptions of violent and phantasmagorically grotesque crime scenes, threats of violence, consensual psychedelic drug use, covering up crime scenes, sleepwalking, memory loss, conflictions with reality, season 1 AU, domestic fluff, flirting, secret relationships, jealousy, darkfic with tooth-rotting fluff, if you thought things weren’t going to get fucked up I’m happy to disppoint you

Tagging 💖💕 @gaeadene @shintin @samsaurwrites @whimsyvixen @flaggermuser @tawus @lilkrissmuffet @guilty-pleasure-writings @l0sercat @h-cake @yoce-chan @athanasius-symposium-of-writings @brimbrimbrimbrim

#this broadcast brought to you by my horniness for Will #hannibal #hannibal lecter #will graham #hannigram #will graham x reader #hannibal lecter x reader #wip #crown of piercing bone #wip wednesday

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bennett-mikealson · 7 months

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I saw one of your mentions about Bonnie, realized I really dislike the majority of tvd fandom & why I don't bother exploring the tags outside of Bonnie centered stuff for the sole reason that she is never even discussed in detail among the majority. She's largely overlooked in these anti Delena, anti Klaroline mentions & they somehow turn it around into the same old "xyz is the real victim here". Literally saw a post were they discussed all these third tier characters like Lexi, Vicki, Rose & some other irrelevant stuff in comparison to Caroline/Elena that basically falls in line with how their plots were ignored or done terribly (even though they WEREN'T & literally had more screentime/agency than Bonnie - a main witch character who served more purpose plot wise). Its really annoying that they complain about things that are fine & don't need fixing.

They will do anything to avoid talking about anything Bonnie related other than the tired slogan "Bonnie deserved better", which always sounds like a lazy fake attempt at pretending to care. & Worse, when actual Bonnie fans discuss how to write her plots better, those said stans try to cut down any theories outside of canon & say how it's unrealistic or some other tired excuse they never give to any other characters except hers.

See that’s why I can’t stand when Stan’s say Bonnie’s a fan favorite or say she’s the most loved character bc she just started to get her hype and even then she still gets an equal amount of hate. THB looking at how ppl talk about Bonnie outside of her Stan’s to me its like looking at another version of the writers. They see her as a plot device just as much as the writers and they don’t care about her struggles nor care to understand them.

For example when Bonnie ignored Elena after her grams died everyone was all like “omg Bonnie’s such a bad friend” or would think that Bonnie was blaming Elena for Grams dying when she never said that. In the show she even told Elena that she didn’t blame her for grams death. She just wanted space from her and considering how Elena was buddy buddy with the Salvatore her distancing herself from Elena was valid. But They don’t care about how Bonnie felt seeing her friend all lovey-dovey with people who caused her pain. They say “well maybe if Bonnie didn’t beg grams to open the tomb then she wouldn’t of died” (which is not true) but if Bonnie didn’t open the tomb then the Salvatore would’ve been stuck and y’all still would’ve been hating on Bonnie.

Same thing happened when Bonnie didn’t like Damon at first. Ppl called her annoying for being rude to the Salvatore’s when Damon almost killed her and he did nothing but cause problems. But ppl wonder why Bonnie didn’t like him. Then suddenly they love her in season six when her and Damon became best friends. Then it was “oh I love this new side to Bonnie”. 🙄

Even when Bonnie didn’t deactivate the Gilbert device and Caroline became a vampire; Bonnie was distant to her and Stans acted like Bonnie’s actions were unjustified and villainized her. Even though they knew Bonnie has had nothing but negative encounters with vampires before and had suffered bc of the presence of vampires so it would make sense why she’d be guarded with Caroline. Caroline‘s mother and father reacted the same way and so did Matt when they found out she was a vampire. They say Bonnie had no right to treat Caroline rudely when she is the reason Caroline a vampire even tho Katherine is the one who killed Caroline. Yet she gets praised all the time for making Caroline a better person. They even try to use the fact that Bonnie asked Damon to give Caroline blood against her and villainize Bonnie more when her intentions in asking Damon to save Caroline were pure and Damon didn’t have to listen to her. The thing is even if Bonnie did deactivate the Gilbert device in the situation ppl still would’ve gotten hurt bc the tomb vampires were ready to attack founding family members so Bonnie still would of been hated on for not “doing her job”.

There was really no winning for Bonnie at all. They just want her to do what needed to be done to protect their faves then go in the shadows.

It even shows when some Stan’s write fanfictions. Them time travel stories of Bonnie messing up a spell and it pushes Elena or Caroline or both back in time with the Salvatore or the Mikealsons; She still a plot device to Stan’s.

These be the same Stan’s that claim Bonnie Stan’s be trying to make her the main character or that we’re trying to steal Elena and Caroline’s shine when we make suggestions on how the writers could have written Bonnie’s character better. And like you said they always make it seem like anything outside canon is unrealistic or “outside of Bonnie’s character” when in reality they’re just can’t stand the thought of Bonnie being with their favorite white men. Just like the writers. 🙄

Also, sorry for the late response. I just recently got into tumblr more than before. 😁

#bonnie bennett #kat graham #klonnie #vampire diaries #tvdu #anti tvd writers #anti tvd Stan’s #anti katherine pierce #anti damon salvatore #anti stefan salvatore

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