There will always be another time for us to fall in love
But it never cuts you quite as deep as that first time
tyler lockwood
Tyler joining Bonnie and Kai, forming a powerful triumvirate. He was screwed over too, and had wasted potential with Bonnie and overall.
So weirdly enough I don’t know exactly how I would pull this off. They’re all characters I absolutely love, but I view Bonnie with each of them vastly different, and not only that I view their goals vastly different from each other.
As I mentioned in my I can’t get this idea out of my head post, Tonnie is my fluffy ship. I view Bonnie very sweet with Tyler, much like her old self before vampires, originals, etc. It’s probably why it’s my second favorite Bonnie ship, because it taps into a part of Bonnie almost feel long forgotten, her innocence so to speak. And I feel like she’d bring that part out in him as well, what it felt like before his anger issues took over and his father started beating him.
Also while they deserved better for a lot of the same reasons, I feel the ways to correct their injustices are a bit different. With Bonnie I feel she needed to go dark. A) because villains have the most fun and B) because they also reveal the most truth. She needs to see the truth of her situation before moving on to better herself and that’s where Bonkai came in for me.
He tapped into something very visceral in her. She went place she had never gone because of him and I loved seeing that part of her. It was messy and chaotic and for the first time they were tapping into parts of herself that were willing her to fight for herself for once.
With Tyler he didn’t need to see the truth, he usually saw the bigger picture. What needed to be rectified with him was his perspective needed to truly be seen. Bonnie needed this as well which is what made them a great pairing for each other because they could see each other’s struggle and not only sympathize, but empathize which I think was missing from Foreword. Not to say Caroline didn’t have any empathy for Tyler, but past his transformation episode she struggled to understand what he was going through and often couldn’t see past her loyalty to her friends.
So combining the innocence of Tonnie with the darkness of Bonkai sounds really really interesting BUT I just don’t know how to visualize it.
Not only did The Originals whitewash New Orleans but they made it so these literal wealthy Anglo Saxons were the ones who built the city. They aligned with slave owners and forgive me if I don’t care about a bunch of whites especially Klaus “reclaiming” the city. Making black and brown people villains, Mikaelson family literally using black bodies, Hayley made into werewolf princess when it should’ve been Tyler in that leadership role
It’s funny while I will agree that TO is better in terms if quality compared to TVD, it definitely isn’t in the racism department. That was thrown out the window the moment they decided to set the show in NO, one of the few cities in the US that has a majority black population, and 90% of the main cast is white. Like that had to be a conscious decision just like setting TVD in 1864 (it’s the 1500s Italy in the books), Civil War era in the south no less, and completely ignored slavery even going so far as to call Emily Katherine’s handmaiden. Those weren’t happy accidents caused by ignorance, that’s just having a whitewashed view on the world and trying to hide it with “diversity” (and by that I mean the casting a few characters of color and calling it a day without even thinking about how they’re being represented).
And, oh dear lord, the white savior plot with Klaus and Marcel, one of the most poorly thought out storylines of the show, especially when the Mikaelsons started expecting gratitude for granting him a basic human right.
While I wasn’t a fan of how Marcel ran the city, essentially a dictatorship especially when it came to witches and oh, the werewolves–I always likened werewolves to the Native Americans of the show, but TO went as far as to actually banish them to reservations–but I was always more on his side because the issue I’ve always had with Klaus is his entitlement. Marcel worked hard to get what he had and Klaus feelings of entitlement to that because he “saved” him was just peak Plec–like how can she claim to still be this ignorant.
And don’t get me started on Hayley. Weirdly, I would have been alright if the baby was actually Tyler’s–at least then I know he’d get some focus because the writers don’t care about him unless he’s with a white girl. But overall I would have been more interested in exploring the Lockwood, characters we’re actually familiar with, instead of Hayley, rando girl number 3 there just to cause trouble for Tyler. Much like the Bennetts there’s a lot missing from their origin and will continue to be missing because his entire family line was wiped out.
Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf
It’s Halloween Night, who knows what could be lurking in the woods.
So I was working on Day 3 of Boo-Kai week (Trick or Treat) and of course this little ship that could have been comes sneaking up on me. I mean how could they not, they are after all the witch and the werewolf and it’s Halloween month. As with most of my Tonnie fics this is just plain hot, steamy, and impossible smut with a bit of background but I just mostly wanted to see these two fuck.
Tagging the only people I know that care about Tonnie: @laptiteantillais @jazzywazzy89 @thefudge @irresistible-revolution @thehedgerider @entwinedloop @vanann6 @thebennettdiaries @bonneibennett (there maybe more I just don’t know or can think of right now)
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It was Halloween and this year she chose to be little red riding hood. Her grams had helped her with the costume and told her the big bad wolf better not be showing up on her doorstep later. They laughed obviously, and Bonnie said, “the wolf should be more afraid of you.” Her Grams had concurred with a “damn right,” and the fell into a fit of laughter.
She was wandering around the Lockwood’s enormous backyard, if you can even call it that. She could hear the loud thumping music from the main house—parties were never her scene. Maybe she was just a homebody, maybe she just liked staying home with her close friends, or maybe she just got tired of being left to her own devices while her friends partied irresponsibly expecting her always to get them home safely. Whatever it was she could count on one hand the amount of times she actually had fun at a party.
She heard footsteps in the grass and when she turned she saw him, Tyler Lockwood. He was shirtless because it wouldn’t be Halloween if his costume came with a shirt. He was supposed to be the big bad wolf, but with the way his pants were ripped she almost would have pegged him as the Incredible Hulk. She chuckled at the cheesiness of it, but that was Tyler in a nutshell and since triggering his wolf he definitely wasn’t going to let a costume opportunity like this slide. His voice brought her out of her reverie.
“You lost Bennett, the party is up there.”
“No, I know exactly where I’m going.”
“And where exactly is that”
“Come and see.”
They walked for about ten minutes before she led him to a spot far away from his mansion and just stopped. He looked around curious what she was showing him, but came up with nothing. It was just the middle of the woods.
“Is there a reason why we’re in the ass crack of nowhere?”
“I’m meeting someone.”
“Please tell me it isn’t Gilbert.”
“So what if I was, what would be wrong with that?”
“Forget Jeremy Gilbert, go for the wolf.” He slowly walked toward her. “He can see you better…” He got closer than she was comfortable with so she slowly backed away. “…hear you better..” He had her backed against a tree. He whispered in her ear, “and eat you better.”
A shiver ran down her spine with his words. She grabbed him by the back of his head and whispered in a sultry tone, “all that talk, you better be able to put your money where you mouth is.”
He looked up at her with his signature cocky smile and with little warning he devoured her mouth. She moaned pressing herself further into him. This is what she was waiting for all night. There were very few parties she’d ever had fun at, but they we all spent with him, and with his recent developments she knew this time would be more fun than the last.
He moved down to her neck trailing large open mouth kisses before settling on a spot to mark her. His hands traveled up her legs covered in black sheer nylon. He picked at the clips where her garter met her thigh highs. Then he trailed up higher and found that she wasn’t wearing any panties. He growled into her neck and continued on his journey to the promise land.
She widened her stance opening herself up to him. He teased her, lightly caressing her outer lips. He worked his way to the middle making his way to where she really wanted him. She jerked her hips in anticipation.
His hands stopped what he was doing. “Uh, uh, uh,” he said smiling. He pulled his head up and kissed her again, but more gently this time. “Be patient,” he said against her lips.
“No,” she whispered back boldly grabbing his dick through his pants moving her hand up and down working him up as well. He groaned in response.
He grabbed her wrist to stop her motions. “Nice try, but…” He kissed her forehead. “…you’re…” He kissed her left cheek. “…going…” He kissed her right cheek. “…to…” He kissed her nose. “…have…” He took her mouth again biting her lip as he pulled back. “…to be patient.” He slapped her bottom for emphasis. She squeaked in excitement.
She pulled him back into her kissing him, giving just as good as she got hooking her leg behind his waist.
He goes back to work caressing her thigh this time smoothing his hands over her bare bottom. He kissed his way down her neck until he reached her breasts encased in a white peasant blouse. He pulled it down with his teeth and went in for the kill. Through her black lacy bra he sucked her nipple. She gasped at the feel. He knew that was one of her weak spots including that space behind her ear.
From behind his hands made their way to her wet pussy. He slipped a finger testing the waters before slipping out. He grabbed the leg that was hooked around his waste and moved to rest on his shoulder. God, he loved how flexible she was.
He teased her again for a little bit before his thumb brushed against her clit in a circular motion. She hissed in his ear. He added his index and middle fingers pumping in and out of her. With her stable leg she started grind up and down humping his hand. Little whimpers were coming out of her mouth as he worked her up.
With little warning he stopped everything again and dropped down to his knees face to face with her pussy. She almost lost balance but was able to use the tree to stabilize herself.
It didn’t take him long to bury his tongue inside her. She tasted delicious and he couldn’t wait to taste more.
Her hands immediately went to his hair. At first gently combing through with her fingers but the more aggressive he got eating her out the harder her grip became. She nearly suffocated him the moment he sucks her clit in his mouth flicking his tongue against the pearl. She was seeing stars. She felt herself about to cum when everything abruptly stopped. She let out a noise of dissatisfaction. He got up from the cold forest ground and boxed her in between is arms again.
Over the years he’d learned just how important the build up was for her. Instant gratification was never her game so he delighted in the little pout that graced her face when he stopped.
He leaned over and kissed her with wild abandon. “Taste that,” he said in between kisses, “do you taste how good are.” She moaned, her insides clenched with words.
He backed away from her—she was about to protest but then she heard the all to familiar sound of her clothes ripping. If she wasn’t so turned on she’d had definitely been pissed, however two can play at that game. With a little help from magic she tears the one piece of clothing he was wearing to shreds. His dick twitched.
Cornering her again he lifted her up by her by her thighs and sat her right on his dick. They both hummed at the contact, of finally being home. He pumped into her slowly at first, but that didn’t last long before he was pounding into her scraping he back against the tree. She was thankful she had the barrier of the cloak to not completely scratch up her back, but she honestly didn’t care—it added to the pleasure.
He had wound her so tight before every move he made inside her felt good. She didn’t know how long she’d last before she ended up cumming all over his dick. He was rock hard underneath her—apparently he wasn’t the only one wound up. He stroked at an angle that hit a spot she didn’t even know existed and that’s when she lost it.
Her screams were loud enough for the people back at the party could hear her. She felt her walls clamp down on him and just when she thought it was over for both of them he continued to fuck her through it, hard, and it sent right back into another one. She wanted to tell him slow down or something, but she was barely able to form words. It was almost tortuous, she couldn’t stop cumming.
He attacked her clit–he wanted to prolong the feeling of her pussy going crazy on his cock. She wanted him to stop, she was feeling something unfamiliar–It almost felt like she had to pee. She was trying to tell him too much, but then she exploded—things were slippery and she felt stuff shooting out of her—like a guy. She was mildly confused but it felt too good for her to question anything. She was reduced to sobs with no control over her own movements. The euphoria was like nothing she had experienced before.
She didn’t know it but that was the trick to ending this torture because the moment she released all over him was the moment whatever self control he had with her pussy going crazy on him snapped. He grunted and wailed, a noise he never thought he could make, as he pumped his cum inside her. He collapsed still holding her up but using the tree more for leverage.
They stayed like that for a while with him firmly planted inside her. He felt the combined remnants of them pooled at his waist dripping down his legs. Though it was kinda gross he felt proud of himself especially when he felt that she was still having after shocks.
“Fuck,” she sighed out. She could finally form words again.
“I know,” he said smiling up at her. He took a moment to gently peck her on the lips before putting her down.
They both collapsed on to the cold ground not caring about their nakedness.
“God I love Halloween.”
“You’re just saying that because we just had sex.”
“True, but also every year you’re dressed sexy as hell and I’m lucky enough to get to hit it. It’s like a tradition. A "fucking” tradition.“
She blushed. "God, do you always have to be so crass.”
“Don’t act like you don’t know what you signed up for.”
“Well, if you don’t cut it out you won’t get round two.”
“We can’t have that.” He leaned over and kissed her lazily.
He moved down to her neck nipping her skin delightfully. He abruptly stopped and she was about to protest when he flipped her over on her hands and knees. He gently caressed her bottom before giving it a quick thwack. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, “We both know round two is my favorite."
He slapped her ass once more sending shivers down her spine again. Tonight was going to be a long night, and she couldn’t wait for what was to come.
I ship Bonnie with a lot of people but if your fic is going to have Kai in it and Bonkai isn’t endgame I’m not going to read it.
The only exception I have to this is Tonnie and that’s a) because there’s so few fics with them and b) due to their positions as worst treated characters it’s the only ship I can reasonably see shipped over Bonkai. But this is something I’ve never come across and probably never will.
Bonus:
The Vampire Diaries Honest Trailer: Starring
Ever After: Series Finale AU
Bonnie sat peacefully humming to herself in what was to be her son’s nursery. There were still a few things that needed to be added but they had everything they needed set up if she went into labor early.
She was in awe of everything, she never thought she could be this happy–life had never been that kind to her–but here she was happily married and getting ready to welcome her first child into the world and the best part about it was that there wasn’t danger looming over her head.
Although, despite her happiness, today did have a dark cloud–it was the five year anniversary of her best friend’s death. They tried everything they could, even sunk so low as to ask for Kai’s help but he wouldn’t budge no matter what they offered him. They realized the only thing they could do was make sure she was comfortable when she died and say their final goodbyes. A tear fell from her eye thinking back on that day.
She rubbed her stomach reminding herself of all the happiness she’s had since then. After enduring tragedy after tragedy it seemed it was finally her time to be happy–for real this time.
That’s how Tyler found her, sitting in a rocking chair tearfully smiling down at their baby.
“Hey, you,” he whispered trying not to ruin the moment.
“Hey, how was the store?”
“A complete nightmare, you’re lucky you stayed home, your back would have been killing you.”
“What’s new,” she said snorting.
“I thought you were resting?”
“I tried, but I couldn’t stop thinking about everything so I came in here to calm me down.”
He walked over to his wife and kneeled in front of her. Taking her face in his hands he said, “Everything is going to alright. Nothing is after us and nothing is after our baby. Everything is great and nothing is going to ruin that.”
“I know. It’s just so hard to believe.”
“Well believe it baby because it’s true. We are well on our way to being the average American family, 2.5 kids and all.”
“Nothing will ever be average about us.”
“I suppose the witch and werewolf thing get in the way of that, but it won’t stop us from being happy, and I am very very happy.”
“Me too,” she said filled with joy.
He leaned into her and kissed her softly. “I’m glad to hear that.”
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An AU where Tyler is a werewolf and heals in the trunk of his car. Or better yet an AU where Tyler doesn’t even show up to stop Damon because why would he give a flying fuck about Damon Salvatore, a man who killed both his father and his uncle, and lives the rest of his life away from Mystic Falls as planned until he runs into Bonnie while out on one of her travels.
They can’t get each other out of their heads and instead of fight the familiarity they act on it and fall in love and eventually get married and have a baby continuing their family lines that were completely dismantled in canon.
Based off this post I made.
Being Human
A vampire, a werewolf, and a ghost all living under one roof trying to be human.
Why I’m Not Big On Klaroline
You know I realized the reason why I really don’t like Klaroline us not really due to the pairing itself. I have no moral qualms with the abuse of it because it’s literally impossible with any TVD ship and I really don’t like the idea of quantifying abuse. If I hate one ship due to abuse I have to hate them all including my favorite ship, Bonkai, because abuse is abuse, plain and simple it’s terrible in every form and saying one is worse than the other does nothing more than trivialize serious matters because it wasn’t as bad. It’s unfortunate that certain things have to be overlooked, but I do feel that it works better in Kai and Klaus’ case due to their roles as antagonists however I still don’t consider them excuses.
The reason I don’t like Klaroline is because I now can’t help but think about the role they play in the oppression of Tyler and Bonnie. I used to like Klaroline, hell I even used to like Delena (but that got ruined for a whole slew of other reasons that didn’t even require deeper thought) because I used to be a very casual viewer of TVD, it wasn’t really a show I took that seriously so I pretty much took what ever the spoon fed me until season 5 when as a casual viewer I couldn’t even stomach it and had to stop watching. To this day I still haven’t seen the entirety of that season. But back to my point, now I really don’t like Klaroline because I can’t separate the reason why it’s there to begin with and the characters it screwed over with it’s existence.
I don’t watch TO, but given the posts I’ve been seeing regarding the series finale tonight I feel like this can add to the pettiness.
Wet Dreams
I can tell you a pro, but baby be gentle
‘Cause
I ain’t never did this before, no
and I ain’t never did this before, no.
Vampires, witches, werewolves, hybrids, things had gotten so complicated and in such a short time. Their lives had always been connected peripherally, but now being among one of the few who knew about the supernatural they interacted regularly and got to know each other more than they ever did in 11 years of childhood in just this last year.
Klaus, the original hybrid who was a threat to everything they knew and loved, was finally dead and they all celebrated with a party that had end a half an hour ago and now it was just the who gang gathered up in the Salvatores living room post party basking in the glow of finally feeling safe, or as safe as on could feel with Damon still around, but still for now there were no threats just a bunch of teenagers drunk after a house party.
“Tyler, truth or dare?” Caroline said walking in with a open new bottle of champagne taking a swig from it.
“What are we? In high school?”
“Yes! Finally we’re just high school students for the first time in what feels like forever. Just answer the question Tyler.”
“Fine, truth.”
“Lame.”
“I’m playing the game, you don’t get to criticize my choice.”
“Fine, let me think of a good question.” Caroline looked around at everyone the room and tried to think about what question would yield the best results. When she eyed Bonnie she knew exactly what to ask. “Who was your first?”
Tyler sighed. Damon rolled his eyes at the juvenile question, Stefan looked disinterested, Bonnie rolled her eyes knowing where this was going and Jeremy just looked bored.
Elena snoredt. “Are you sure he even remembers?”
“He should. You never forget your first. Isn’t that right Damon?”
“You got me there blondie.”
“See, so Tyler should remember his first, if the man-whore over there can.”
“Why are you asking a question you already know the answer to Caroline?”
“Because I don’t, I know who you’ve slept with but I don’t know who was the first.”
Tyler rolled his eyes and conceded. “Bonnie.”
“What?” The three girls said simultaneously.
“I told you, you knew the answer.”
“I knew you were Bonnie’s first but I didn’t know she was yours.”
“It was eight grade who else would I have slept with?”
“I don’t know, Vicki?”
“Hey,” Matt chimed in.
“Don’t act surprised.”
“She was still my sister.”
“I know I’m sorry.”
“Wait a minute, you slept with Tyler,” Jeremy said outraged.
“You slept with Vicki,” Bonnie pointed out.
“Yeah, but I didn’t lie about it.”
“And I didn’t lie about this.”
“But you never told me.”
“When would I have told you?”
“Alright, calm down both of you. If you must argue please take it outside where I don’t have to listen to this high school shit,” Damon rudely interrupted.
Tyler looked at Caroline. “You happy now,” he said pointedly to her enjoying himself way too much. Caroline scoffed.
That was the end of their post celebration. Truth or dare had effectively killed the mood and everyone either went to bed or home. It was late and Bonnie was in the kitchen sitting at the counter enjoy the ice cream straight out of the tub.
Tyler walked in. “Hey.”
“Hi,” she said tentatively.
“Hungry too?” he said with a smile.
“What gave it away?”
He didn’t answer her. He raided the cupboards and fridge to find them both sparsely populated. He settled on a bowl of cereal and plopped down next to her.
“So…crazy night.”
“Yeah.” Silence fell between them—the only noise heard was their eating sounds.
“So why did you act like you didn’t know you were my first?”
Bonnie paused mid scoop, “I wasn’t acting.”
“You had to have known I was just as awkward as you.”
“I wasn’t awkward!”
Tyler laughed loudly and Bonnie soon joined. It was a bold face lie and they both knew it.
“Tyler, do even remember what you were like back then?”
“Vaguely.”
“You were arrogant.”
“Don’t spare my feelings or anything?”
“It’s true. You were arrogant and you liked to talk. There were enough rumors going around that I seriously considered someone else because I thought you had herpes or something. And then after you were just as arrogant, so what was I supposed to think?”
Silence fell on them again and they focused on their food. Bonnie decided she was full and put the ice cream back. She was about to leave to the guest room with Jeremy when his words stopped her.
“You know I have to make it up to you right?”
“What?”
“I have to make it up to you.”
“Why do you have to make it up to me.”
“Because I was horrible and I can’t have you thinking I’m bad at sex.”
They both laughed.
“I’m sure you’ve improved since then.”
“But you won’t know until I show you. It won’t be tonight, or the night after that but eventually I will show you I can be better.”
“Good night Tyler.”
Three Years Ago
Looking back on it, Bonnie can say losing her virginity at 14 wasn’t the best idea. She didn’t particularly regret it, but she definitely wasn’t proud of it. Don’t get her wrong, sex can be a beautiful thing, a fun thing, a pleasurable thing, but it definitely wasn’t any of those things when she was 14 and all she could think about was beating Caroline and Elena at something.
Caroline was the first to have a boyfriend, followed by Elena, and then her. Elena was the first to get boobs, followed by Caroline, and then her. Caroline was the first to get her period, followed by Elena, and then her which she quickly realized was a blessing, but still, she was tired of feeling like the late bloomer, so she decided that she was going to be the first to have sex.
It took less effort than she expected it to, getting a boy to sleep with her. She knew she wasn’t ugly by any means, but she wasn’t a smooth talker, and lucky for her Tyler Lockwood didn’t need her to be anything other than direct. All it took was for her to come up to him at one of his infamous parties and say “want to have sex” for him to disown all his friends and take her up to his room.
It didn’t take him long to attack her mouth and roughly grab her boob quickly rushing them over to his king sized bed. Tyler was excited to have sex with any girl let alone Bonnie. She was the prettiest girl in their year, but also the most reserved, so he had no idea when an opportunity like this would arise again.
He disengaged himself when they reached the end of the bed.
“Should we take off our clothes?” he asked nervously hoping she didn’t back out.
“Um…yeah, sure. And put this on.” She handed him a condom from her pocket. She came prepared.
When they were both completely naked they moved underneath the sheets of his bed with him on top. He looked down at her with an overly excited grin. He had a naked girl underneath him, that had never happened before.
“Can I…can I go in now?”
“Yeah,” she said plainly.
“Alright, brace yourself.”
I am. She thought to herself. From what she heard from others she knew that it was going to hurt, and it did. There was a lot of resistance from her nether region, but that didn’t stop Tyler, he just kept pushing and pushing until he was a far as he could go. Bonnie tried deep breaths but it was too much pain that she had to stop him.
“You want me to get out?” he asked with his voice quaking.
Bonnie shook her head. The thought of him moving even just to get out seemed like it would be just too painful so she had him stay still with his dick inside her.
Though he felt bad that she wasn’t enjoying it as much as he was that didn’t stop the amazing feeling. He tried not to move but his hips went on autopilot moving in and out of her slowly. Bonnie’s face scrunched in pain. He wanted to hold out, tried to hold out until it could get good for her, but the sensation was too good that his hips involuntarily jerked as he released his load in the condom.
“Shit, shit, shit,” he hissed. When his sense came back to him embarrassment filled him as he slowly pulled out and rolled over onto his back. “Sorry.”
“It’s alright.” And she meant it. Though she expected more she was kind of glad he finished, she didn’t know how much longer she could take the pain. Plus she wasn’t expecting it to be perfect, just something to get out of the way and now it was gone. She sat up and motioned to leave.
“You don’t have to go. We could try again this time better.”
She gave him a sympathetic smile. “It’s alright Ty, besides you have a party get back to.” And with that she got dressed and left him to his embarrassment.
When she told Caroline and Elena they were speechless. Sex, while was something they both had thought about, was uncharted territory for them that they both feared. Very few people in their grade had actually had sex and most of it was rumors. So when Bonnie told them both in a very flippant tone that she had sex they were completely dumbfounded.
First, it was Bonnie, they didn’t know how to explain it but she just didn’t do things like that. She was very reserved and careful how she planned things out. Second, she didn’t have a boyfriend, not that they knew of, so they had no idea who she was supposed to have had sex with. And lastly, they were curious about what it was like, especially Elena. Her and Matt had been dating since sixth grade and she felt that they were ready for the next step, but she was too scared to go through with it.
They flooded her with questions which she gladly answered. First question being who.
“TYLER!” they said in unison. He was the oldest boy in their class and though it wasn’t true in the slightest to them that made him the most mature. Bonnie didn’t just pick Tyler randomly, he raised her popularity and was one of the biggest gossips in school so he had already told everyone in school by now. Caroline had heard it through the grapevine but didn’t believe until Bonnie spoke the words herself.
They asked for details but because not much had actually happened she embellished a bit (a lot). Given all the lying she did with the details she wondered why she bothered to go through with it at all, but she guessed that it was for her own peace of mind. It was her goal to make herself feel better, not brag to everyone, and the moment she realized that the better she felt about lying. The real story was for her and only her, well, only her and Tyler. It was a moment they shared which they would remember for the rest of their lives.
POC of TVD 