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charlottesbookclub · 2 months

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like real people do (alistair x reader) 💜💜

Summary: honestly there's no real plot, just pure fluff. Alistair tries to adjust to having a human mate, and he's trying really hard 🥹

Warnings/Tags: gn!reader, mention of skipping a meal (not intentionally), mentions of eating, Alistair being awkward and a bit rude lol, basically just pure tooth-rotting fluff, but as always, let me know if I've missed anything!

Words: 1,634

Author’s Note: me, writing a twilight fanfic in the year of our lord 2024? it's more likely than you think. uhhh yeah I have no real explanation for this except that I have stumbled back into my Alistair obsession and I just wanted to write a cute little something for him. I don't think this is my best work, but at least it made me smile, so that's something. honestly I have no idea if there's anyone else out here reading fanfic for an incredibly minor twilight character, but if there is, I hope you enjoy whatever this is! I was thinking of making this a little series of Alistair trying his damndest to figure out human stuff, so do let me know if you have any interest in that. but okay I'll stop rambling now - enjoy! 💖

A message pinged through on your computer, and you looked away from your work for a moment, pulling up the chatbox. It was Lucy from the front desk:

hey – someone’s here to see you

who?

hard to describe – and i’m having a hard time getting his name

You chuckled softly to yourself, having a sneaking suspicion you knew exactly who it was. Odd that he would willingly put himself in a situation that forced him to speak with other people though. Your laughter turned into a small frown as you considered the fact that something might be wrong. You and Alistair hadn’t been together long, but you knew about his aversion to others well enough to wonder what could bring him into proximity of the possibility of needing to engage in small talk.

be right there

You pushed back from your desk and hurried down to the lobby. Lucy was obviously waiting for you to arrive, and she met you with a mildly panicked look, gesturing with her head toward the tall man standing awkwardly in the corner of the lobby. Thanks to his heightened senses, he had noticed your arrival long before Lucy, and was already striding across the floor toward you at a pace that was just barely slow enough to be considered human. You made a mental note to ask Carlisle to gently review normal human behaviors with him. You just managed to give Lucy a quick thumbs-up to indicate that you knew the tousled man before he bustled the two of you back toward your office.

“Alistair, what the hell?” you asked as he ushered you inside and closed the door behind him.

“What a truly awful system,” he muttered to himself, clearly continuing a rant he was already halfway through rather than answering your question. “I mean really, how many idiots should I have to go through to see my partner?” You just crossed your arms and leaned back against the edge of your desk, a bemused smile starting to fight its way onto your face. You knew it was no use interrupting him until he had gotten everything out. “’Would you like something do drink?’” He parroted Lucy’s question mockingly. “No I bloody well would not – unless you’ve got a few bags of blood stored away back there,” he retorted to this fictional Lucy sarcastically. “Zounds, how hard is it to just point me in the right direction and leave me in peace?” His words faded into muttering and soft curses in a version of English that hadn’t been spoken for hundreds of years.

“Alistair,” you said quietly, breaking him out of his monologue. His talking to himself had seemed strange at first, but the more you learned about his life before meeting you, the more it made sense. He had been his only company for so long and was only now slowly adjusting to speaking with other people again. You, however, found it incredibly endearing and hoped he didn’t break himself of the habit completely.

His focus snapped to you instantly when he heard your voice, and he started murmuring apologies that you quickly brushed off.

“Alistair, it’s fine,” you assured him, sending him a warm smile and softly placing your hand on his forearm. Touch was another thing that was coming back to him only slowly. You had learned to proceed cautiously, gently, making sure he knew that you were about to touch him before making contact. The words stilled on his lips as his eyes focused in on the place where your warm palm met his cold skin.

“Alistair,” you said quietly after a moment of letting him adjust to the contact. His eyes traveled back up to your face at the sound of his name on your lips. “Is something wrong?”

“I—no,” the words tumbled out awkwardly, and you could almost see him trying to say three different sentences at the same time. If he still had blood under his skin, you were certain he would be blushing. Knowing that eye contact made conversation even more difficult for him, you flicked your eyes down toward your hand still on his arm, gently pulling it from where it hung limply at his side. You cradled his large hand in both of yours and began tracing mindless patterns on his skin, hoping this would give him enough of a reprieve to gather his thoughts. He took a deep breath and tried again.

“Nothing is seriously wrong, but I— well I… worried about you.” This instantly caught your attention, and you looked up again almost without thinking, only to find his ruby eyes gazing back down at you with a softness you were just beginning to recognize.

“Alistair, I promise, I’m just fine,” you assure him.

“But… well… I noticed you didn’t eat breakfast this morning.” You tilted your head, wondering why that was such a cause for concern that he would willingly subject himself to the horror of checking in at your work.

“I was just running a little late and didn’t have time to make myself anything,” you explained, hoping that would ease his mind, “there’s always snacks in the break room, so I figured I’d have something when I got here.”

“I understand, but humans in your age group are supposed to eat three balanced meals per day, with the addition of one to three snacks. Lack of nutrients can result in many deficiencies, which in turn can lead to side effects like headache, dizziness, and trouble concentrating.”

You couldn’t stop the smile that was growing on your face as you listened to him recite this knowledge as though he had memorized it straight from a Wikipedia article. However, you seriously doubted Alistair’s ability to navigate the internet, since Carlisle had only recently convinced him to try using a flip phone.

“Where did you hear about this?” you asked, trying to remain serious and stifling the giggles that were rising in your throat.

“I’ve been reading Carlisle’s medical texts,” he responded with a furrowed brow, “I want to make sure I understand all the risks and ensure that I am prepared for every eventuality.”

If you hadn’t been completely in love with him yet, this would have undoubtably sealed the deal. He may be awkward and eccentric and even difficult at times, but he was trying so so hard to care for you in the best way he knew how. Although the whole situation was still incredibly amusing, you simply couldn’t bring yourself to laugh at him, even if it was all in affection. Instead, you raised yourself slowly to your tiptoes and planted a soft kiss on his cheek.

“Thank you for thinking of me,” you said as you lowered yourself back onto your heels. Your chaste kiss seemed to have frozen him for a moment, as he stood there completely still, his soft squeeze of your hand the only indicator that he was still present in the room. You let him recalibrate, and as he came back himself, he made a soft exclamation as though he had just remembered something. Reluctantly releasing your hand, he swung a small backpack off his shoulder.

“I brought you some breakfast,” he explained as he pulled a jumble of containers out of the bag and placed them on your desk, “I tried to make sure I balanced all the proper nutrients to ensure you wouldn’t suffer any adverse effects from not having eaten this morning.”

You busied yourself with looking at all the containers of food to hide the tears that were welling in your eyes. You had never had someone care for you so completely like this before. Unfortunately, your plan didn’t work, since the awkwardly yet earnestly prepared food only brought more tears to your eyes. You had never expected that strangely cut fruit, mangled pancakes, and soggy cereal sitting in its own milk would make you cry with joy, but the amount of thought and care that had clearly gone into each piece of the meal was about to reduce you to ugly sobs.

You could feel Alistair watching you intently as you opened each of the containers, seemingly trying to gauge your response. When he couldn’t bear it any longer, he finally broke the silence.

“If you don’t like it, I—I’m happy to go out and buy you something. I haven’t had human food in so long and even—even then I didn’t actually prepare it so I tried reading some of Carlisle’s recipe books but I think I still didn’t get it right—”

“Alistair,” you didn’t normally like to cut him off, but you refused to let his anxious rambling sew any seeds of doubt in his mind. “It’s absolutely perfect – I can’t wait to taste it all!”

Alistair beamed at you then, a rare sight, but a welcome one.

“I just have one question though,” you said, and he looked at you quizzically, waiting for your inquiry. “Can I give you a hug?”

Confusion turned to elation on his face, and he spread his arms in assent and anticipation. You threw yourself on him, wrapping your arms around his neck as you wiped away a few escaped tears. His arms closed around your back hesitantly, like he wasn’t quite sure what to do with them, but his uncertainty seemed to fade as you melted into his grasp, and he wrapped you even more tightly in his embrace.

Both of you were smiling when you finally pulled away. You settled into your desk chair and motioned to Alistair to pull up another. He sat just close enough that your knees could touch as you surveyed the feast before you.

“What do you think I should start with?” you asked him.

“Maybe the pancakes? I’m rather proud of those.”

#charlotte writes #also how do i tag for this man bc we don't know his last name??? 😭😭#alistair #twilight #alistair twilight #alistair twilight imagine #alistair twilight x reader #alistair breaking dawn #twilight alistair imagine #alistair imagine #alistair x reader #twilight alistair #alistair nomad #nomad alistair #twilight saga #twilight fanfiction #twilight alistair x reader

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randoimago · 1 year

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You're fueling my dragon age fever and I thank u for that

Alistair, Fenris and Varric with a crush who gives them a smol portrait they did of him during their travels that they insist is just a rough sketch 🥺 Pretty plz, I thank u for ur service 🫡

Receiving a Portrait From Their Crush

Fandom: Dragon Age

Characters: Alistair, Fenris, Varric

Type of Request: Headcanons

Notes: Still upset that you couldn't give companions gifts in DA2 and Inquisition. Well, DA2 it became a quest item but you know what I mean >.<

Alistair

What you drew him? Like took the time and energy to make him your focus? And you didn't give him bushy eyebrows or a bad mustache? He's touched.

Despite his constant jokes, he really is touched by the drawing. Can't help but scoff and roll his eyes when you tell him it's a sketch. Yeah he'll just pin this on a wall in his office.

No! He's going to frame and hang it up! Well maybe not hang it up, that'd look awful conceited of him.

Then again, he probably wouldn't be the only king to hang pictures of himself on the walls. He'll do something with it to let you know how valuable it is to him.

Fenris

Usually when Fenris sees images of himself, he feels angry because he's reminded of all the bullshit he's gone through. His tattoos are so prominent and a reminder of his life before.

But you giving him this sketch, it makes him look softer somehow. Like things are peaceful. He honestly doesn't know how to feel when looking at it. You get a quiet thank you from him.

He'll keep the "sketch" on a desk. Maybe use it as a bookmark in one of his favorite books that he's learned to read.

Tries to keep the portrait out of view when he has guests. He doesn't need Varric or Isabella mentioning how he's not brooding enough.

Varric

Sure and all of his published works are just children's school plays.

He knows artists (and most of them hate themselves), you doing a portrait isn't any kind of sketch. You can say it's a work in progress, but this is not just a sketch.

Is impressed you managed to sketch him while traveling. He saw you writing in your book and just assumed it was to keep busy in between running from almost certain death.

Not one to sit still in pose, but just know that you have permission to make more "sketches" while he's telling his stories. Just make sure to get his good side.

#dragon age x reader #alistair x reader #fenris x reader #varric x reader #varric tethras x reader #da alistair x reader #da fenris x reader

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atomic-taco-muffin · 3 months

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Could I request for (Ever after high) Alistair x male reader that is twins with Kitty?

M!reader is a playful, independent, flirty and can be really mean, he loves causing mischief, he directly follows in Cheshire's foot steps.

They at first don't like each other considering how rude reader is but after time they start liking each other (maybe bc Alistair saves readers life or sm)

This is so cute, oh my gods

Alistair x M!Reader: Rivals

Warnings: Pure, cloud made fluff, Alistair being a cutie-patootie

Rating: SFW

(he looks so sassy)

You and Alistair have known each other since you were kids in Wonderland. And the both of you had hated each other. Alistair hated how mean you got with your pranks. Sure you were the son of the Cheshire Cat but you could have toned it down a bit at least. You hated Alistair for always having to ruin the mood and stand up against you. When you moved with your twin sister, Kitty, to Ever After High, you were thrilled having to never see his stupid face again. And during the first year or two, it was peaceful. Until, one year, Alistair just had to show his face with that stupid Bunny Blanc.

"Ugh, of all faces, it had to be you," You grumbled as you rolled your eyes.

"Still causing mischief or have you finally learned to be nice?" Alistair replied. You scoffed and turned your head away, not wanting to look at his stupid face. His stupid, yet pretty face. Woah! What were you thinking?! You hate Alistair! Why are you thinking romantic thoughts about him? Throughout the next few weeks saving Wonderland, your mind continued to think about Alistair and how pretty and handsome he actually was. But your distracted mind nearly cost you your life when Courtly Jester fired a spell at your direction. Thankfully, you were quickly pushed out of the way by none of than your rival, Alistair. The two of you rolled to the side and you found him on top of you.

"Uh, s-sorry," Alistair said with a blush.

"Don't be," you replied and then pulled him into a kiss, much to his and everyone else's surprise. The two were then rudely interrupted when Raven signed the Book of Destiny and began fighting Courtly. After Raven had won, Wonderland was now saved. As you and your friends were heading back to Ever After, Alistair stopped you by gently grabbing your wrist.

"I um...I love you," he said with a blush. You blushed as well but gently placed a kiss on his cheek.

"I love you too," you said.

"Promise you'll visit?"

"I will if you visit Ever After." Alistair smiled and nodded before giving you a soft kiss on your lips.

"I'll see you then," he said. You nodded and headed back to Ever After with everyone else, smiling at the mental image of you and Alistair kissing.

#alistair wonderland #Alistair x reader #Alistair imagines #Alistair Wonderland x reader #Alistair Wonderland imagines #ever after high x reader #ever after high #ever after high imagine #eah x reader #eah #eah imagines #alistair ever after high #alistair eah

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timetravellingshinigami · 7 months

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Y/n: *bakes this cake*

Bella: so lovely! What inspired you to make something this beautiful.

Y/N: Alistairs eyes ☺️

Bella: aren't all vampires e-

Y/N:

#bella swan #alistair twilight #Alistair x reader #Twilight saga #Edward Cullen #Carlisle Cullen #Twilight incorrect quotes

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demigoddessqueens · 2 years

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Cause Alistair and Warden give me Phil and Claire vibes

Alistair: Marry someone who looks sexy while disappointed

Y/n: *looks over side-eyed

Alistair: See?? 😍

#dragon age #alistair #warden alistair #alistair/warden #alistair x warden #alistair theirin #alistair theirin x reader #dragon age orgins #Alistair x reader #dragon age warden #Alistair x you #incorrect quotes modern family #Alistair x y/n #alistair x brosca #alistair x cousland #headcanons #dragon age imagine #dragon age x reader

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waratah-moon · 1 year

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Good Morning

A lazy morning between the King and Queen of Ferelden. masterlist

Pairing: King Alistair Theirin x queen!Cousland OC

Warnings: morning wood ;), mostly domestic fluff

"Your Majesties," one of the young maids working in the castle spoke from the doorway. "I've been told to make you aware of the Arl's arrival."

"He's here?" Alistair pushed himself up on his elbows, squinting at the girl, his eyes still heavy with sleep.

The girl averted her eyes, looking at the floor. "Not yet, your Majesty. The party from Redcliffe shall arrive by mid morning, about two hours from now."

"Thank you, Mallory, you may leave us," Alistair fell back against the pillow with a wave of his hand.

"Wait, Mall?" Helena’s voice was muffled from the blankets covering her face, but the young maid listened carefully. "Would you send up breakfast? And some Coffee?"

"Right away, your Majesty," Mallory nodded with a smile as she closed the door behind her. The young maid had grown up serving the royal family of Ferleden, and King Alistair and Queen Helena were rare in the sense that they bothered to learn the names of their serving staff.

Back in their shared chamber, Helena groaned, flexing her toes as she stretched out her legs, rolling over to press her forehead into Alistair's chest, "it's too early," she grumbled.

"You've never been a morning person, huh?" Alistair mused, his arms wrapping around her body and pulling her closer against him. "It's a shame, really. You're so beautiful in the morning."

"Flatterer," she mumbled into his bare skin, her cold toes pressing under his legs trying to find warmth.

"It's sincere flattery," his hands moved down her back to cup her behind, lovingly squeezing it. "I swear to the Maker."

She giggled, moving her thigh to brush against the hardness she could feel pushing at her stomach. "Because you're an honourable chantry boy, right?"

Alistair scoffed, "of course. The most honourable-est."

"So you're not just buttering me up to give you a hand with this?" She arched her neck back so she could look him in the eyes, knowingly smirking at her husband as her hand slipped below the waistband of his linen sleep pants.

"I was hoping for a little more than a hand," he was biting his lip hopefully.

Now that made Helena snort. “Mallory will be back any minute with breakfast. Do you really want that poor girl walking in and seeing me with my mouth around your cock?”

“I suppose that would make her drop the tray," he pondered. "But you’re not exactly helping the situation, my love,” he looked down to where her hand was moving below the covers.

“After breakfast,” she removed her hand, patting his chest.

“Promise?”

“Alistair you sound like a child,” he was still looking at her with puppy dog eyes. The same eyes she fell in love with. “I promise.”

#dragon age #dragon age origins #dao alistair #dragon age alistair #alistair x cousland #alistair theirin #queen cousland #dragon age fanfiction #alistair x reader #maggie writes

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aquanova99 · 1 year

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Little to No Choice

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Alistair x Reader

A/N: I used an actual name instead of y/n. I’m so tired of writing it out but it’s still the same concept pretty much. Will probably continue to do that from now on

A/N: so this strays very far from canon as the request wanted a sister from Edward but to me that changes things. So demon spawn is not Renesme Carlie but Elizabeth Renee.

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“The entire family will be implicated if this ends badly.”

“Badly as in, I would become the meal.”

The awkward forced laughter filled the air. Edward made eye contact with his sister, begging her to stay silent. Lucia’s eyes widened. Fury coursing through her.

“No. Isabella. Badly as in our whole family is killed. I know it may be hard to understand but my idiot brother over there, yeah, his actions dating you, affect all of us.”

Bella’s lip quivered. She knew Edward had said this was dangerous. She always assumed it meant dangerous for her; he had mentioned a longing for her blood nothing more. Bella suddenly understood Jasper’s weariness, Rosalie’s coldness towards her. She understood why Edward had ensure he steered her away from Lucia at every chance. During the meadow Edward had refused to talk about her, Bella could only get one thing out of him.

Esme thought of him as the prodigal son, how could she not after a decade of drinking human blood and then returning. Bella asked if Carlisle felt the same. It was the first time that day Edward had frightened her. His whole body shook. His fists clenched up, and he could only speak through gritted teeth. Edward admitted he knew Carlisle was happy he had returned, but Lucia held his highest regards. It had hurt Edward but knew he could never fault Carlisle for his thoughts. Still, Edward felt Lucia had ensured Carlisle almost looked at him with contempt, pity.

“Lucia.” Edward growled, “Give it back.”

“No.”

“Now.” Edwards stance changed, it looked like he wanted to pounce on his sister.

“What’s wrong brother? I thought you loved not being able to read Bella’s mind. So different from everyone else, right?”

“I thought—” Bella felt like it was getting harder to breathe, “You said it was you, Jasper, and Alice.”

“I told you he wouldn’t tell her.” Alice nudged Jasper

“You act as if I doubted you.”

“Lucia. Now.”

“Make me.”

“Alright everyone calm down, please.” Carlisle’s voice cut through the chatter everyone had happening. The beautiful symphony of voices now sounded like nails on a chalkboard to Bella. Carlisle voice cut through the tension in the air like a knife. “Edward…Lucia is right. Bella should know what is entailed now that she knows about us.”

Edward grabbed Bella a bit too forcefully. “Carlisle surely you aren’t suggesting…”

“Edward please.” Carlisle held his hands up in effort to calm Edward, “Lets all calm down. Lucia please, return Edwards gift.”

The young girl rolled her eyes. Edward forcefully shut his own as a mirage of images and voices echoed loudly in his head. Bella’s head was spinning, she had a made a terrible mistake. She would never forgive herself if something happened to Edward. She imagined his sculpted face, even bruised, though she knew it was impossible would hurt her very soul. She tried to think of their time at the meadow, how beautiful he looked, how much she seemed to crave his very being. Bella looked up and saw Lucia’s eyes trained on her. Alice squeaked and before Bella could blink Edward was thrown across the hall. Jasper and Lucia surrounded Bella.

His sister often blocked his gift in their home, something he would never admit to despising. Now, Edward wished nothing more than have kept his mouth shut. Lucia had warned him not to bring her home. Rosalie had begged to give her time. No Edward knew the levels of his own vanity outweighed their opinions. He wanted to show them how human he had remained, how he had found a human so perfect they would not be able to compare the bond they have. A singer? It should have made them proud made all of them proud. But she just had to use her gift. Of course, Lucia had to be right. He hoped she was happy, she had to be right of course, she was just like everyone else. Bella was just like everyone else.

His sister tilted her head smirking, knowing exactly what she had done. Still, there was no staying away now. He had been adamant he could control himself, the volturi hardly ever checked on Carlisle, why didn’t his family understand that? Why turn an someone who could have so much life, someone as innocent as Bella? Or perhaps not as innocent as he thought? It didn’t matter, Edward was determined to prove them all wrong. Perhaps this was enough to scare Bella away on her own, all he could hear was guilt for possibly hurting him. She was more foolish than he thought.

The family all stared at him. Waiting for him to relax. Rosalie just scoffed and turned away. Annoyed by everything that had happened. Happy she had proved her point but annoyed this had even been an issue. They had been standing around for a few seconds, but Edward felt the judgement lasted for years. He tried to regain his composure, hadn’t he embarrassed Carlisle enough?

“I—I’m sorry. I was…”

“About to kill her?” Lucia stood up straight, she laughed dryly, “God. You still do terrible under pressure.”

“Lucia…” Carlisle warned

“Yeah, fine. Whatever.” She went stood by Esme, who patted her shoulder. Almost as thank you for keeping the peace. Lucia glared at Edward before going to join Rosalie and Emmett. The silence was deafening. Bella had been wrong this was too much. Too much for her.

“Can I go home?”

“Bella you will have to excuse my siblings behavior, I’m sor—”

“Edward I want to go home. Now. Please.” Bella was close to tears, Edward could only hear the embarrassment. The sadness she felt at not being accepted by his family. An idea of a stable family ruined in seconds. Carlisle nodded towards Edward. He was suddenly next to the door waiting for Bella to follow him, any previous pleasantries were long gone.

“Lucia!” He called out with a snarl

“Nope! Enjoy your oh so special Bella!” Lucia looked towards her sister, “is he going to kill me?”

“I’m no Alice, but no. We wouldn’t let that happen, right babe?” Rosalie chimed in before Alice said anything

“Please, he’d be dust in less than a second.”

“Emmett!” Esme called from downstairs

“Sorry!” The siblings laughed and headed back down. Alice didn’t take long to call a family meeting. Everyone sat around the giant living room. Alice jumped into the seat next to Lucia.

“Did you have to ruin my chances at having a new friend?” She pouted towards her oldest sister

“I still think we’re pushing it being this close to humans. We don’t really fit in. I am not willing to die by the volturi just because Edward is convinced his singer is his mate.”

“You still owe me.”

“I’ll let you dress me for a week.” Alice nudged Lucia as Carlisle sat down in his chair holding the bridge of his nose at the newest headache he would have to deal with once Edward returned. Esme continued to fidget.

“I don’t think we should do this until the whole family is here.”

“Esme, please.” Carlisle soothed his wife, “Alice says this concerns him.” Esme sighed but sat on the armchair on her husbands chair, waiting for Alice to continue.

“Bella will be going back to Florida. Edward won’t be able to stay away. He will be asking about weather updates a lot.”

“I can continue to stop his gift inside the house.” Lucia shrugged

“It won’t be enough. I don’t see his course changing. He wants to be around her blood too much.”

“Will he harm her?” Carlisle asked

“Of course he wouldn’t!” Of course, Esme still believed that.

“I-I don’t know. I see her getting irritated at his sporadic visits. But after a while, she disappears. Not Edward. I don’t- I can’t see her choice. She flickers in and out.”

“Would it be better if he stayed away from her?”

“Infinitely, but I don’t see a very high chance of that happening. Lucia may have helped, now that she turned off Bella’s gift. He is going to convince himself he’s in love. But his control isn’t that strong.”

“He’ll convince himself he’s helping her, doing something noble.” Rosalie warned, Rosalie put her head in her hands groaning at the thought of it. “You were right Carlisle, we should have just left.”

“I think our time among the humans may be running short. I will… try and talk to Edward. Alice?”

“You’re our best shot as usual…but its clear he wants to prove to you it wasn’t about her blood. I don’t know how long he will keep it up.”

Edward came home shortly after. Furious, raging as if the entire family hadn’t been against befriending his singer. He screamed at Lucia to give Bella whatever ability she had back. Esme pleaded with him to calm down. But his sisters resounding no, only pushed him further. He began attacking, or trying to. Lucia had seen it coming and easily avoided him, but Edward was nothing if not fast. His fury blinded him, she had ruined everything. He could never unhear Bellas thoughts. She was still too good for him, that much was a fact. All she worried about Edward. He was so foolish, he hadn’t lied to her the other day, he was in much too deep. She was a drug to him and he would not be giving her up quite so easily. Right now however, Edward was not thinking about any of that, all he saw was his almost too perfect sister meddling and actively ruining his life. He struck again, this time actively hitting her arm as she blocked him, he raised his other hand before Carlisle grabbed it.

“Enough.”

Edward softened immediately. He didn’t need to read minds to see Carlisle’s fury, and thanks to his gift not being muted by his sister he also knew exactly what thoughts came across Carlisle’s mind as he had tried to explain himself. He was right. They all were. He should stay away from Bella. What was he thinking?

“I—I’m sorry I don’t know what came over me.”

“Edward…” Alice warned but his decision had been made. It was wrong, so very wrong, but Bella needed him. He owed her that much after today. He would prove they were both worthy of this family.

It had been almost a year and a half since Lucia and the rest of her family had seen her brother. Alice was able to keep all of them Cullens aware of Edward’s actions. Bella kept her promise, leaving to find her mother in Florida. Lucia never allowed Bella’s shield to return. Edward continued to enter her room. Alice surprised everyone when Bella had enough and gave Edward an ultimatum. It was no surprise he refused to change her. They hoped Edward would return after her rejection, but Edward had gone too far. Risked too much. He continued to pursue Bella, offering compromise after compromise. Eventually, the visions stopped. Alice worried about the uncertainty in their lives, but Bella and Edward soon returned to their home, with a very pregnant Bella.

“I know I have no right to ask for your help but…”

Carlisle was silent, an eerie calmness masking his disgust had washed over his face. The rest of the Cullens sat there, silent, mortified.

Rosalie as usual, took it on herself to say what everyone was wondering, “What the hell did you do?”

Bella voice was quiet but demanded the attention of the room, “He said the only way he would change me was for us to get married.” Evens Esme’s eyes shined bright with fury, “I figured if I was going to stop being a human, it would be nice to have every human experience. I—we didn’t think…”

“No, you clearly didn’t.” Lucia huffed

“Carlisle please, you need to get it out of her.” Edward begged

“No.”

“Bella please, we talked about this.”

“And you don’t listen. I’m having this baby.”

“You can’t force her to have an abortion, Edward.” Rosalie said quietly, Edward hissed at his sister

“Regardless of what it is, you aren’t going to have a baby Rosalie.”

“I wasn’t—”

“You were.” Emmet growled at Edwards accusations but followed after his wife as Rosalie left the house. A deeper part of her breaking, a part she long ago pushed to the deepest recesses of her mind.

“Carlisle?” Lucia touched her fathers arm, only continuing when he turned to look at her, “You need to call Aro.”

“He will kill her! Carlisle please, this is easily fixed.”

“Edward!” Esme could not ignore her childs actions, Bella was pleading for anyone to hear her out. Esme felt for the poor girl. Alice and Jasper began whispering to eachother, wondering what they would have to do.

“Bella come sit down. We are going to have to take a trip.” Carlisle finally spoke. His head hurting with how the hell he was going to explain this to Aro.

“Carlisle please! If we get this thing out, things can go back to normal.”

“NO!” Bella screamed, “I want this baby. You can change me after, its going to be okay.” Lucia and Carlisle shared a confused look, how Bella didn’t understand that he was more worried about her soul than her choice. There would be no way to get her off this cloud. Edward looked panicked. More ashamed than he could ever admit. He slept with Bella to convince her she could have it all, no transformation required. Now, there would be no other choice. He couldn’t allow it. Still, he tried to placate her, smiling as much he could. Rubbing her back. Lucia silenced the voices around him. He wanted to be furious, but months of hearing the woman he had once thought was too pure for him be anything but, it was a welcome silence.

“Edward I will not force anyone to do go through something they aren’t ready to. I told you to leave her alone or there would be consequences. She made it easy, and you still followed.” He turned towards his wife, “Esme. We should discuss what we can do.”

Before the couple stepped away, Rosalie rushed back into the house, “Carlisle.”

“Are you alright? Whats the matter?”

“It’s the—the wolves. They’re wondering whats going on.”

“Why would they…”

Edward shut his eyes, pained by his carelessness. Rosalie continued, “Billy said Bella stopped by to see Charlie. Apparently, jet lag wasn’t convincing enough for him.”

“You have got to be kidding me?” Lucia glared at Bella, demanding an explanation.

“Edward needed to feed, I just-I missed my dad. I didn’t think I looked that tired.”

Rosalie scoffed, Alice stood up “Carlisle I know you’re going to talk about the treaty but, I can’t see them. I can’t tell you whats going to happen. Bella too. My gift isn’t working.”

“What do you mean—”

Alice snapped at Edward, “I mean I can only see things that don’t involve either of those… those things. Whatever is inside Bella, I cant see it or anything surrounding it. And I don’t know about the tribe.”

Carlisle nodded, “We can talk about it more when I come back.” Alice and Jasper looked away. Unsure of their own presence in the coven, Rosalie and Lucia stared back and forth between their father and siblings a silent understanding passing between them. “I see, Alice, if I may ask a favor.”

“Sure.”

“Do you think you could stop by and visit some friends of mine? Maybe someone knows how best to handle a situation like this. Esme please, call Aro and explain whats happening.” Esme nodded and disappeared into the other room.

“I’ll look around, good luck.” Alice went around the room hugging both of her sisters, Jasper did the same before disappearing. Both made sure to avoid Edward and Bella, appalled and terrified at the new development they could have never predicted. The couple kept their word asking friends for any advice. There was none to be had, none that would be useful before Bella had her “miracle” baby.

Carlisle managed to calm the wolfpack. While difficult, they managed to placate them as long as they left Forks. Bella tried to protest, afraid of worrying Charlie but was quickly silenced by Rosalie’s glare.

The pregnancy went through quickly. Esme had reached the volturi on a particularly bad day it seemed, Caius was quick to accuse Esme of lying. Regardless of what was true Edward had broken several rules in attempts to save Bella. The Cullens charade at high school clearly a problem, the second Edward saved Bella from the sliding van. Caius was sure there was more to that, Aro found it hard to justify the behavior and went on to say they would be visiting to handle any other situation that arose. Alice called to let them know she had managed to send a few friends their way to help their case, but she could only help as much as she could see and the baby interfered with her gift. Lucia couldn’t disable a gift from something she couldn’t see, if the thing growing inside even had a gift.

It was the near the end of the second week of Bellas pregnancy, her body ballooning at immeasurable rates. Only blood seemed to satisfy her any cravings she had, much to Edwards dismay. This act seemed to be the only thing to convince him that Bella had to be turned. Denali arrived first, followed by the Irish coven. Both ready to stay and talk to the volturi as a favor to their friends, both families refusing to do any more than meet Bella. Renesme was born before Garrett and then Alistair soon after.

“Well, we’ll all be on Aros list now. Centuries on the run and this is why you called for me? Some friendship.”

Carlisle tried to thank his friend, offer a place inside Alistair refused to even look at the child and went into the attic. Bellas transformation had gone well. Both her and her child completely fine. Lucia was able to see Renesmes gift the second Rosalie was handed her as Edward panicked to save his wife. The much larger than ordinary baby reached out to Rosalies face, a glazed look everyone seemed to notice. Rosalie had been supportive of Bellas choice but the touch the child had her robotically taking care of the child. Lucia had now disabled half of her family members gifts, Rosalie’s smothering seeming to abruptly end. Lucia kept quiet, let them argue amongst themselves. Once Bella was awake, Carlisle’s friends were hesitant to help over the strange child that was growing entirely too quickly. Formula had not worked, and much Carlisle’s upset she would take in human blood. Refusing to touch anything else.

Bella had assumed she would bond to this magical baby, but now wanted to do nothing more than to explore her new strengths. Everyone arguing about what to do with the child when she would sleep. Lucia hid from Edward and Bella at every chance, lest she rip both of their heads off in front of their child. She decided to join Alistair as everyone seemed to respect his hideaway in the attic.

“What do you think you’re doing???” Alistairs cool tone shocked, her Carlisle had never pushed him to meet anyone but Esme. But his personality was the polar opposite,

“Sorry, I just— I need to get away from all of that”

“Your family?”

Lucia sat down head in her palms of her hands, “ugh, adopted family. I had no choice in having Edward as my sibling.”

“You-how did Carlisle find you?”

“He never told you? Edwards mom begged him to save her son. I happened walked on in Carlisle changing him. Which—not smart I know, but I didn’t want to die. Not that way. Carlisle seemed like the better option.”

“How old were you?” Alistair tried to seen disinterested. Had it been anyone else, it would have been obvious he was anything but.

“I don’t know. I was in and out of ‘hospitals’ my whole life, I think I was in my 20s. If I play along with the whole high school thing I just do the last two years. Really, I’m shocked the volturi hasnt gotten mad at us sooner.”

Alistair stared at the young woman, curious. He was fighting everything in him to not just run away and apologize to Carlisle later. He had to be more careful. She tried to ask him about his friendship with Carlisle, but Alistair snapped back to his reclusive state. Answering as short and concise as possible.

The following days had Lucia sneaking away whenever possible. As the days passed Lucia grew increasingly worried, pressure was raining down from Edward to return his gift, from Bella to return her child’s gift. Both felt it would help gain people’s trust. Lucia refused, she would not put anyone in harms way by deceit and manipulation. Edward became irritable, it did not help his case. The few friends stayed only out of loyalty for Carlisle. They made that clear. With Alice and Jasper gone it seemed to point toward this being a useless battle. She needed a break, she had never missed sleep more.

Alistair felt himself itching to reach out and comfort her.

“Edward again?”

Lucia shrugged, “it’s everything, everyone…I don’t know. Esme is trying to have me help my ‘brother.’ I think Tanya is debating whether this is worth it. I’m supposed to go hunting today and I’m too…tired I guess?”

“Too tired to eat?”

“Guilt I guess.”

“You really believe you could change their minds?”

“No. But the kid can. I saw my brother go from wanting to destroy her to screaming at Esme to be careful. Esme can barely handle blood. She was trying so hard to not even breathe. And it’s like it knew she was in danger and she reached out and suddenly Esme was fine.

It’s just… it’s not right. And you know that, don’t you?”

“So save yourself then.” Lucia’s head snapped at him, “go to the volturi first.”

“I won’t do that to them. Edward and Bella at this point have made their bed. The rest of my family is clinging to their last shred of humanity left. A family unit. Which is us. All of us.”

Alistair sighed, understanding but worried for his new friend. “So..what are you going to do then darling Lucia.”

“Darling? Who knew you could be charming?” She chuckled but her mood went somber almost immediately, “I don’t know. I wish Alice could have told us something.”

Alistair just nodded. Trying to come up with a plan that benefitted everyone. Lucia took his silence as the end of the conversation, still grateful he allowed her to vent. Even around her family she always had to filter what she said, at least when the matter at hand concerned her now unstable sibling. It was easy to talk to Alistair, simple. She hoped to learn more about him, if they ever made it out of this situation anyway.

“Would you leave your family? To save yourself?”

Alistair went still. Lucia could see his ruby eyes shine with both resentment and fury. This was not a conversation they were going to have, Lucia determined. “I’m sorry. I didn’t—“

“No.”

“Wh—“

“No I wouldn’t.” Lucia nodded, there were some memories better left untouched. Immortality had too many drawbacks, a perfect memory proved often to be a setback. Forcing you to grieve most everything when you had little choice in a new life. Lucia had nothing but poor memory as a human, she had no strings to cut out. Alistair had no choice in what he lost. The strings tying him to his old life tangled a deep resentment inside him, cursing him to refuse any sort of connection lest it be stripped away from him again. Lucia opened her mouth to try to apologize for clearly opening a wound that may never truly heal before he rushed before her covering her mouth with one hand. The other pressed a finger against his lips.

Lucia inhaled as quietly and deeply as she could. Aside from Alistair she could smell Bella, barely hearing her movements. Lucia moved his hand away, confused as to why he would be worried about Bella being there. It suddenly dawned on her that she had told you she was going to go hunting herself. Why would she be here? She was trying to be quiet. Something was wrong. Alistair seemed to understand Lucia’s thoughts and motioned for her to stay there before disappearing quieter than she thought should have been possible.

It had only been a couple minutes before he heard movement from him, “You know you almost had us all fooled.”

“Give it back.” Bella’s shockingly icy tone was enough to jar Lucia from her hiding place, her appearance in her the study seemed to worry Bella’s, her eyes widening. “I thought you were going hunting.”

“I could say the same about you.”

Alistair rushed next to Lucia, handing a piece of paper before silently standing behind her. Lucia tried to ignore the heat she felt rush her cheeks when his hand brushed against hers, it took her a great effort to turn her attention back to Bella.

“What the hell is this?”

“I need you to give me whatever gift I had back.”

“Excuse me?” Bella stiffened at Lucia’s rising tone, as far she was concerned the last person that should be making demands was Bella. They were in this mess thanks to her. “I’m not asking again. Tell me what the hell this is?”

“I’ll save her the trouble. She’s planning on running away.”

“Stay out of this.” She hissed at Alistair which brought out an echoing snarl from Lucia.

“You cannot be serious. Tell me he’s joking Bella. Tell me this piece of paper is anything else.”

Bella’s lips formed a tight line. She barley shook her head before another growl came out from Lucia’s throat,

“We are risking everything to help you! Why are you doing this?”

“It’s not enough. You know that.”

“But we are trying anyway.”

“No. I need to do this for her. I’m going to give my baby the best chance I have at surviving. And you can help me. You can lie and say that you don’t know where I am. Just give me my gift back. Eleazar told me everything, that I was probably a shield. Shields can protect more than one person right?”

“We don’t know that. And that doesn’t change the fact that our whole family will die if you leave.”

“Oh so now it’s our family? Lucia, please you and most of the family have hated me since Edward brought me here.”

“Even then we are risking everything to—“

“That may be the best thing she can’t do actually.” Alistair spoke up. Lucia’s head snapped to Alistair, the rage in her eyes unmistakable. “No, really. If you can ensure she goes to the volturi they would probably allow her to be in the guard. They could even train her gift.”

The fire burning inside Lucia quieted as she thought about his plan. Bella was in front of Lucia in an instant, “Lucia please.”

“They won’t take Edward. They will have to make an example out of someone.”

“No! he didn’t do anything wrong!”

Lucia grabbed Bella’s shoulders, “Bella. Look at me. I can’t even guarantee that they will your child alive. But I promise, if you run away they will find you and they won’t hesitate to kill either of you. If this is going to work then it’s going to be just like your original plan, either way you lose Edward.”

“I—“

“Make your choice girl, everyone will be back soon.”

Bella stepped away from Lucia’s grasp, “Elizabeth is with Esme and Carlisle right now, I’ll pick her up. Where do we meet?”

Alistair suddenly seemed to realize how quickly things were about to change, he fue throat felt tight. The words seemed to die in his tongue. He only vaguely heard Lucia tell Bella where they could meet.

“Are you okay?” Lucia’s hand on Alistair arm made him flinch, maybe Carlisle was right he’d been away from others for too long. Lucia worried she had crossed another line, she cursed herself for destroying any chance of getting any closer to her new friend, she pulled her hand back, a longer hope he would keep her there sparked in the back of her mind. She tried to not let the disappointment show on her face

“If you go to the volturi Aro might take the punishment out on you, you’re smart enough to realize that.” Alistairs voice was softer than his normal already hushed tone, his stare was trained on the floor. Doing his best to avoid looking at Lucia’s eyes, this could not be happening. Not again. He failed at trying to sever the connection he had made in the short time he had known her. Lucia knew the risks. They both knew that much. She couldn’t find the words to say in this situation. She was unsure of what he wanted and if she was being honest to herself so was she.

“I’ll figure something out.” Was all she could muster

“Lucia, with your gift Aro will think you are a liability you cannot be the one that takes Bella.”

“You said it yourself this could be our only solution.”

“They will kill you.”

“But my family will be safe.”

“You know that’s is not guaranteed.”

“Alistair it’s fine. This is my choice. We all have to die eventually. If this is how it happens so be it.” Alistair opened his mouth to protest but Lucia didn’t let him interrupt, “I have to get going Bella should be leaving now. Please, just tell Carlisle what happened.”

“You expect me to let you go?”Alistair finally looked at her, the very thought of her assuming that hurt an ego long buried inside of him.

“Just hoping.” She turned to leave. Alistair wished he could beg her stay, but what right did he have to do that to her, to add more to her already heavy plate? He was nothing to her. He would have to accept he may never know what would become of her. But he could tell Carlisle what had happened he could do that at least.

He stayed frozen in place, Lucia itched to tell him everything would be fine. Almost reaching for his hand before remembering his recoil the last time she had touched him.

“You’ll tell my family?”

Alistair nodded once, “I think I can handle that much.”

She breathed a sigh of relief, “thank you. I hope we can continue our conversations again one day.” She offered a soft smile and nod and disappeared.

Carlisle’s warm home suddenly felt very cold, he tore apart the room to try and find a phone to call Carlisle. He needed to get out of here, quickly. But he made a promise and he would be damned if he messed this up. Something told him Lucia would find her way back. Perhaps, it was time to stop endlessly running.

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Look I’m sorry but this is long enough she can either come back and Alistair stumbles to ask but manages to convince her to go on a walk and eventually you live your cottagecore dreams. Or she does and Alistair is lining for the rest of his life. If she loves it because she convinces Aro that if she dies she will make sure they have no gifts when she goes.

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#aquas works #alistair twilight imagine #alistair breaking dawn #twilight alistair imagine #alistair imagine #alistair x reader #twilight alistair #alistair twilight #alistair

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misaverawrites · 2 years

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As It Was (And What Will Be) (Alistair x Reader)

summary: When you awaken one night, you recount your relationship with Alistair and ponder your future.

tags: mentions of sex, recounts of the past, spoilers for origins, kissing, Alistair and Morrigan are like children lol, he loves you and you love him.

a/n: I’m down bad for him bro.

The crackle of the fire in camp makes you finally jolt up from your sleep. It reminds you of the hellfire from the darkspawn that haunts your dreams, besides the crackling of the fire, all is quiet. Save for forest noise, animals chirping and humming, you turn in an effort to maybe fall asleep once more, you feel Alistair's arms wrap around your form. He's still asleep, snoring softly and pressing his face into your skin. You lie there, staring up at the night sky, how did you end up with this lovely man? He loved you more than anything in the world and you loved him, as you lie there you recount your memories with him.

The joy on his face when you found his mother’s amulet, the way his eyes sparkled with childlike joy as he hugged you for finding something that he’d foolishly destroyed and now deemed to protect with everything in him. That’s the moment you realized that you loved him.

You remembered when you were both in camp and he’d been acting awkward, well, more so than usual and when he handed you a rose you felt a burst of excitement hit you from the sweet gesture. “How could something so beautiful exist in a place with so much despair and ugliness?” He asked you with genuine intent, “In many ways, I think the same thing when I look at you.” You remember how this made you feel warm inside, you still think of that rose, how the petals felt like plush velvet, and how Alistair’s hands trembled as he handed it to you.

Your first kiss came soon after he gave you that flower, it was after the battle in Redcliffe. He was heated, Morrigan had ruffled him deeply and you were there to support him. The two of you walked on the outskirts of the camp, patrolling and talking with one another, the last Grey Wardens from the battle, he had ranted about Morrigan for a long while, and then, you placed a hand on his shoulder, “I mean, why let her bother you?” He sighs, “It just… It reminds me of when I had to fight to make anyone think anything of me. I’m not always trying to be funny, you know?” You nodded, “I get it and if it makes you feel better, I think you’re brave, kind, and, mmf-!” He had kissed you, his lips on yours! You would have thought you were dreaming if his hands clasped onto your arms didn’t provide a bit of a pinch. When he pulled away you both huffed to get air, and when he began apologizing you shook your head, “No, I’m happy it happened,” You beamed at him and whispered, “I think I’d like to kiss you later, if you’re willing, Alistair.”

You remember the first time you and he made love, his first time ever, how he nervously went through the motions, how he sweetly held your hands as he entered your arousal, how he pressed his lips to every inch of your body. He made sure you knew how loved you were by him that night. How his hands traveled your body like a book, not wanting to miss one detail. "You're the first woman I've ever spent the night with, and if I have my way... You'll be the last."

You couldn’t help but want the happiness of your relationship with Alistair to never end, how would your future go? Could wardens even have children together? You knew the darkspawn threat would never be truly finished, you were not naive, but what were your futures after you handled Loghain and what you could of the Darkspawn threat? You sigh, hoping overall that it could only continue on well, the way that it was going. You lean against Alistair’s sleeping body, pressing a kiss to his forehead, whispering against his skin, “I love you, dear. I cannot wait to spend eternity with you. Maker owes us that much at least.” You laugh softly before settling back into his body, his heat radiating against you, despite not knowing what the future could bring, you feel confident in the fact that it will all be alright, as long as Alistair is by your side, your partner-in-combat and in life. Forever and always.

#alistair x reader #alistair theirin x reader #alistair dragon age #alistair x warden #alistair theirin #dragon age #king alistair #dragon age origins #da: origins #da:o

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simpfordemetri · 2 years

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I loved the Amun headcanon ,can you do a Alistair x human mate soft headcanons?

Hi love,of course!

Gif is not mine credit to the owner.

Alistair X Human mate hc.

•This man is shy as hell.

•Would try and hide his smile whenever you look at him.

•Hugs where he holds you for literally hours.

•Dont think he deserves your love.

•Show him please.

•He deserves the fucking world.

•I swear I thought vampires couldn't blush.

•Well its look like its possible.

•Holds your hand and give kisses to it.

•Kisses are so soft,it would take a lot of time to make out,he is scared to initiate it.

•Idc what u say Alistair it's not experienced.

•You have to take control.

•But he is a very good kisser.

•Loves having you on his lap.

•Please touch his hair.I beg u.

•Would go with you to anywhere you want, fighting the urge to isolate himself of everyone but u.

•Wish he were human too cause he hates the idea of having to turn u.

•This boy it's not jealous at all,just insecure,you have to remind him how much you love and care for him.

•However he is so protective,one time you got lost for a minute and he was prepared to destroy everything on his way.

•Refuses to put u in danger when the Cullen's need help.

•Thinks human food is gross.

•Its not that he doesn't let u have a phone,it's that what are u going to do with a phone in the middle of the forest?Nothing right?Destroy the damn phone.

•Loves nature almost as much as he loves you,won't let you throw anything to the floor.

•Lowkey would love to have a family,but doesn't happen cause he refuses to make you go through that pain.

•Also hates the idea of living in other places that are not surrounded by trees.

•Kisses in your lower stomach,loves to lay between your legs and act like he can sleep.

•Its not good with words,but write short letters telling u he loves you.

Hope you like it<3

#the twilight saga #twilight #Alistair x reader #eclipse #breaking dawn #alistair Twilight #the cullens #the twilight series #team bella #team edward #team alice

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everafterhighxreader · 2 years

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Yandere! Alistair Wonderland x Reader

Alistair watched as some guy, who cares what his name was, continued to ‘flirt you up.' Just cause this guy was some 'hot shot,' didn't mean he had the right to flirt with HIS girl. You must have noticed someone staring at you, because you turned around and smiled at Alistair. He quickly smiled back and waved.

"Oh, Y/n, some guys are throwing a party, you should come." Daring said, looking at himself, you reflecting in the background. You shyly blush, having never been invited to a party.

"Of course!" You squeaked, excited.

"Great, see you there." He smiled his blinding smile, before walking away.

You turned around to Alistair, but seeing his frown, you were confused. You walked over to him, hoping the good news would make him happy.

"Alistair! Guess who just got invited to the biggest party of the year!"

"... Who?" He couldn't help the smile that formed on his face when looking at how happy and excited you were.

"US!"

"Us?" He was confused. He though Daring had asked YOU to the party. "What do you mean?"

"Well, there's no one I'd rather go with, than you." You smiled shyly at him, blushing. He blushed in response. All those dark thoughts leaving his mind as those sweet words with your even sweeter voice wrapping around in his head.

You heard the bells ring and you kissed Alistair on the cheek and waved goodbye. Alistair watched you go with love struck eyes, as you walk back to the building. Alistair decided that maybe he didn't have to do something he'd regret

#Alistair Wonderland #ever After High #Yandere Ever After High #Alistair x Reader #Alistair #Alistair Wonderland x Reader #Yandere Alistair Wonderland #Yandere Alistair Wonderland x Reader #Yandere Alistair x Reader #Ever After High #Yandere Ever After High x Reader #Ever After High x Reader #EAH #Yandere EAH #EAH x Reader #Yandere EAH x Reader

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writeyouin · 3 months

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Lucifer (Hazbin Hotel) X Fem-Reader - Sinless Sinners

Chapter 1 - Hate For All Sinners

A/N – I couldn’t stop thinking about this short King after episode 5 of Hazbin Hotel came out. This is mostly a fic for me, to get me back into writing. (WILL DO A MALE AND NONBINARY ONE SOON!)

Warnings – None.

Rating – T

MALE VERSION HERE

NON-BINARY / GN VERSION HERE

“Who’s that?” Lucifer asked, pointing you out to Charlie.

In truth, he would’ve likely asked that of the next person he saw. As Charlie’s father, Lucifer was trying desperately to show how interested he was in his daughter’s project, even if he was barely holding onto anything she said. It wasn’t that he was disinterested, or too ignorant to understand the situation, but rather that after spending so much time as a recluse, locked away in the protective space of his workshop where he wouldn’t have to see the sinners or the Hell he was responsible for creating, Lucifer could barely comprehend what was going on around him. He knew it was because he was depressed, but he was trying and he had to make Charlie see that, even if it meant feigning fits of hypomanic excitement.

Yet, Lucifer found himself genuinely… horrified by you. He had seen many types of Demon over the millennia. Typically, they tended to represent Earth’s animals, such as that annoyingly powerful Deer Demon, Alistair, whom Lucifer had met thanks to this very tour… not that Alistair was worth mentioning, piece of shit that he was, mingling with Lucifer’s daughter when he had no right to even breathe the same air as her-

Lucifer caught his snowballing thoughts, turning them back to you. You weren’t an animal Demon. There were other types of Demons of course, though Flora and Fauna were the most common; object Demons also existed, such as that rather famous one that people talked about, the TV Demon, V-something? Lucifer couldn’t remember his name. He didn’t watch Television… he didn’t do much of anything these days.

“Oh,” Charlie sidled over to you, wrapping her arm warmly around your shoulder as she corralled you towards her father, “Dad, this is (Y/N). She’s one of the hotel’s, uh, allies I guess, right (Y/N)?”

“That’s right, Sir,” You held out your hand for Lucifer, who was staring dumbly at you, uncertain what to make of you.

As the ruler of Hell, fuelled by angelic power, Lucifer could always read a Demon, or rather, he could read their strength. For example, he knew after only one meeting that the bartender, Husk was a strong Demon, though his power was clearly being dampened by a soul contract, whereas that little snake fellow Sir Pentious was rather weak, though he had potential if he could manage to claim even a few souls of his own, but you? You were entirely different.

First off, you didn’t resemble an animal, plant, or object… You were the most human-looking Demon that Lucifer had ever seen; frankly, he found that disturbing. Secondly, you didn’t seem to have much if any power. What was wrong with you? To come off as human with little demonic power… Well, if Lucifer didn’t know any better, he would guess that you weren’t a sinner at all, but you had to be. You were definitely dead; that much he could tell. And, you were in Hell.

Dead and in Hell - those were the only two qualifications for becoming a Demon, so why were you like this?

“Dad, are you listening?” Charlie said exasperatedly, clearly annoyed that Lucifer’s thoughts seemed to have trailed off once again.

“Oh, yes, of course,” Lucifer stated, staring at your hand which you had seemingly retracted when he wasn’t paying attention. Damnation! Now Charlie was going to think he had snubbed her friend on purpose.

“So, (Y/N) is another one of your patrons. That’s nice.”

“What? No. Dad, I just told you, (Y/N) has no interest in being redeemed.”

“Oh,” Lucifer looked you up and down disapprovingly. It figured. Even this non-Demon was looking for power in Hell, probably so you would finally be a killer worth bragging about – Honestly, what was the point? All sinners were the same. Greedy, destructive forces who wouldn’t stop until there was nothing left to break.

“Yep, she’s our only permanent resident who wants to help rehabilitate other souls. Isn’t that great? She helps with everything here, and she doesn’t ask for anything in return.”

“That’s not true,” You blushed at Charlie’s praise. “Your daughter is very generous, Sir. She lets me stay here rent-free.”

“And that’s all you want?” Lucifer asked suspiciously.

“Honestly? Yeah.”

Lucifer shook his head but didn’t argue. He didn’t want to know what your real motivations were. It was probably as simple as hoping for regular boons from the Princess of Hell; you were clearly just biding your time. Besides, if you didn’t want to redeem your soul, then you must be just like Alistair, a sadistic monster just waiting to see Demons repeatedly fail in their attempts at redemption.

Now that his curiosity was sated, Lucifer decided that he didn’t want to lay eyes on you again. You weren’t worth his time. Only Charlie was… Well, Charlie and Vaggie, because any woman his daughter loved was practically family to him. He was glad when the tour continued, leaving you behind to catch Nifty who was trying to pull a piece of fabric from Lucifer’s coat, muttering something about the ‘Ultimate bad boy.’

“Okay, I can get you the meeting,” Lucifer agreed, doing what he could to support Charlie’s dreams of saving her people, even though he didn’t think there were any redeeming qualities for any denizen of Hell.

It hurt him to tell Charlie that he wouldn’t be able to go with her to that lofty paradise, having been cast out; how he wished he could protect his daughter from those who carried out God’s will. Still, she never asked him for anything, and if this was what her heart most desired, he would do all in his power to help.

“Will you be okay?” He asked sombrely.

“I’ll be fine,” Charlie assured him, taking hold of his hands.

“That’s my girl.”

For a moment, it looked like Lucifer was done, but he paused, worried that this wasn’t enough to make up for the years he had been absent, leaving Charlie to fend for herself while he shut himself away.

“Is there anything else you need?”

Charlie couldn’t help but worry about her father. What would happen when he went back into isolation? He needed something to focus on, but… What was there for him when all of Hell was his prison?

She couldn’t help thinking about how little Lucifer thought of all the other citizens of Hell. If only he could see that they weren’t as terrible as he thought. Granted, they could be violent, and loud, definitely rambunctious, but these were his people, and he had to see that his gift of Free Will was a good thing, yet, if she said any of this, she was certain Lucifer would only laugh at her or tell her to get real while playfully pinching her cheek. There was no way that Lucifer would leave his home to hang out with any citizen of Hell.

Then it hit her. If Lucifer wouldn’t leave his manor to visit people, then people should be allowed to visit his manor. Or better yet, one person should be chosen to go and live with Lucifer so that he would learn just how good people could be, and Charlie knew just the person for the job.

“Actually, Dad, there is one more thing.”

“Name it,” Lucifer smiled, glad that his daughter wanted to ask things of him, as any normal child should want from their parents.

“I think it would be good for you to socialise, just a little bit.”

“Charlie,” Lucifer’s voice was strained at the thought of going anywhere else in Hell.

“I know,” Charlie reassured him, looking into his eyes; she looked so understanding that he relaxed slightly. Then, she continued in a more upbeat tone, “That’s why I think you should take (Y/N) to live with you, as your maid!”

She pounded her palm decidedly, much like a judge pounding her gavel.

“What? NO!” Lucifer sputtered.

You for your part, had seemingly been shocked into silence, watching the exchange uncertainly while Alistair grinned devilishly at you, and Angel Dust was holding in a snicker. Granted, you could have argued, but Charlie was stubborn, and she always had some kind of wild idea. Whatever she was thinking, you decided that you would go along with it; there was usually a method to her madness after all.

“It’s fine, Dad, (Y/N) doesn’t mind, right (Y/N)?”

You shrugged your shoulders passively, “I guess?”

“See? You should get to know your citizens, Dad. It will be good for you, I promise. They’re not all as bad as you think.”

Lucifer took one hard look at you. Honestly, he wished his daughter had picked the porn star or that psycho maid. You, as a very human-looking Demon, were a vicious reminder of his past mistakes. Still, he had told his daughter he would do anything for her, and he had already promised her a meeting with Heaven, and nothing could possibly be worse than that.

“Alright,” He agreed.

Then, he summoned a portal for you with the flick of his wrist.

“Good luck, kiddo.” He said to Charlie, and upon keeping a safe distance from you, he waited for you to step through the portal.

“Charlie, I’m assuming that you have a good reason for this,” You said before taking a step towards your newly appointed home, “Just call me if you need anything.”

With that, you were gone, followed closely (though not too closely) by Lucifer.

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alistairsmonstercafe · 4 months

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NSFW How to keep your werewolf happy Guide 01

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | PART ?

NOTICE; TOP/DOM Male Hybrid Reader

CHARACTER; Sub/Bottom Soap

CW; Scent Kink, cock warming, face fucking.

ADDITIONAL; I don't mind Fem/Fem aligned readers reading but don't feel insulted/complain that I strictly don't do Fem reader, not my cuppa tea mate.

INSPIRATION; @/Bluegiragi Monster AU on Twt and Tumblr

NOTE; This will be a mini series staring our favorite little hybrids. Part ? Will be a poll of a repeat character or a non 141 character.

It isn't a surprise as your working away at your office, hands slow yet steady as you finish off writing the recent report about Captain Price's mission hours prior. You helped out this way when you weren't needed for a mission or on heat/rut leave. In this case, there was simply no need today. And you were fine with that. You could easily relax to the sound of nothing but yourself.

Well. That's what it was before. Usually, you're quite familiar with who's outside your door, with how specific everyone is in their own knocks, Gaz and his light yet solid knocks, Price and his rougher yet slowed pace knocks, and Ghost, who of course, doesn't always give the courtesy of knocking, only knowing it bugs you, after all.

But It was was when a sudden knock and a quick opening that left you rather less time to say 'come in' and more confusion as who the fuck could be disturbing you so suddenly. Sour words lay on your tongue until you saw your mate. Soap looked tired and seemingly agitated as he walked over, his eyes not bothering to look at you as he moved you and your chair and found himself slumped to his knees beneath the desk. His face by your belt, his tail seeming limp.

"Soap? What happened out there?" You ask, your voice laced with mild concern. It's rare to see him all beat up like this, his tail left with weak attempts at a wag and his ears folded back, and your eyes soften. "Soap, pup, speak to me." You coo softly as your hand cups his chin. He looks up at you, his eyes gentle, and he nuzzles into it. "M'rough day ou' in tha field." Is all he speaks out. It seems the day weighing on his shoulders. "M'don wanna think." He whispers, and you know what to do.

You allow yourself out of your belt, the sound leaves Soap perking up slightly and watching, his eyes looking down at your cock. And soon enough, you're somewhat out of your boxers, and Soap looks up as if awaiting an okay to his favorite treat. "Go ahead." You murmur, stroking a hand through his hair, and he happily goes down on you, sloppy wet tongue sliding up and down your cock, moaning at how it makes his mind all fuzzy and soft with no thought in mind.

Your touches begin soft, caring and loving as you whisper praise. It's only soon enough that you begin fucking his face, guiding his head up and down it with your hand as you grunt out. And Soap has no complaints as you do, sucking away eagerly as drool slips down his reddened lips.

The smell of your musk from previous training earlier drives him mad, eyes eagerly looking up at you for your approval, as his tail wacks the inside of the desk with each wag. His mouth stuffed full of the cock he loves so much.

He was quick to move his mouth up and down, tongue lapping at it as if you were the sweetest treat.

Constantly looking up to you for praise or your loving eyes, and a rumbling purr each time you caressed his hair, the scratch behind his ear making him melt.

Panting as he pulls off and a string of drool and whatnot is left, he looks up and smiles in baited breath. The little spot in his cargo pants dripping cum is enough to tell you, you've done a good job.

"M'gonna cum pup, you ready?" You ask of him in deep pants, and he nods quickly, moving his pace right down to the base of your cock, his hands fondling your balls a little as he tries to chase your sweet release. And with each push of your hand on his head, he remains at the base of your cock until you've finished, his mouth stays on until he swallowed it all.

He looks up at you, his breathing a little heavy as his lips were still wrapped around your cock.

But, reports are still reports. So you offer Soap to cock warm you for the remainder of the afternoon. And that's something Soap is sure to agree too.

Aftermath;

Price is quick to not open the door at a mere wiff of passing by your office. But he isn't denying that he's had a thought of doing so..

#john soap mactavish #cod #cod mw2 #soap x reader #male reader #soap x male reader #werewolf soap #alistair writes ☕️#top reader #dom reader #sub soap

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Paul x Reader

Imagine

Requested by @littlemissvenom0

It disgusted you to a deep degree, and Leah had warned you long before you started dating that Paul was a loose guy, never being able to fully commit to something.

It wasn’t that your relationship even felt real. Paul was incredibly distant and avoided doing anything that put you two in the same space for too long. Like he was some royal who couldn’t even entertain the idea of mingling with poverty.

You were again reminded of this when you and Leah hung out today. The weather was cloudy and the remnants of earlier rain was still around, making everything wet. You and Leah were out in the forest near the river border of the tribal grounds.

“I don’t understand why you just don’t break up with him, (y/n). You guys haven’t even acted like a real couple for months”

You sighed while rolling up your vest sleeves, shifting your position on the damp clump of rocks you two were sat on. Distant laughter was in the background, coming from the Black residence.

Leah’s head turned to you, waiting patiently as you puffed your cheeks before letting the air go.

“Yeah, I know, I know… “ you took a pause, tossing a pebble down to the river below you, “I geuss I just hope he’ll come around before I do decide to break it off”

Leah rolls her eyes, “I can’t believe you’re holding on to some slim piece of hope that he’ll maybe turn into some prince charming or whatever, its not”

You frown slightly, “You obviously don't think I should''. Your cousin gives you an exasperated expression, “All I see is him flirting with every girl within a few feet of him, while you stay back all embarrassed all the time, it's getting frustrating and I keep having to listen to him think about it everyday. You have to do something about it”

You look away, biting the inside of your cheek as you listen to her talk. Truth be told you knew your relationship with Paul could only go one of two ways, either you break up with him, or he miraculously turns from his ways and realises how much he actually loves you, if he even does love you.

“You’re right Leah” you stand up, pulling your cousin up with you. “I think it’s time I have a serious talk with him”. You two make your way to the Black residence in a matter of minutes, just as the rain comes pouring down around you.

You and Leah made it just in time to see Paul getting it on with a brunette you absolutely didn’t think you’d see again. “Isnt that Jessica?!” You hear Leah from a few feet behind you. You couldn’t believe it, Paul knew you didn’t like Jessica at all, she was as pretentious and bratty as they come and seeing Paul make put with her under Billy’s porch roof just triggered something in you.

Your breathing got heavy, a heat like you’ve never felt before started spreading though your veins, Leah’s eyes got wide and she called for Sam who came rushing out of the cabin, Quil and Embry on his tail.

“Hey! (Y/n), calm down!”

Sam was standing a bit back. You couldn’t focus on him right now, steam was pouring off your skin and you winced and yelped as you felt your skin and bones move inside you. Leah rushed away from you just in time as you recklessly shifted into a medium sized salt and pepper toned wolf. You stumbled as you threw yourself off balance and landed disgracefully in the muddy grass. No one moved, Paul had already started making his way down when Embry held him back.

You didn’t wait to see or hear what was going on as you stumbled and ran into the forest, Leah’s hollering voice yelling for you to wait and come back.

•••

“ I thought she didn’t have the wolf gene in her?!”

“ I know, im pretty sure everyone here thought so”

The wolf pack, along with Billy Black all crowded Billy’s small living room. The rain was still going hard and you had left the grounds 10 minutes earlier. Sam and Billy were in a heated talk.

Paul threw his hands up,and pushed himself out of the chair, “I’m going after her-“ Leah grabs Paul’s arm, “No way! You think she wants to look at your ugly face right now? You’re the reason she turned !”

Paul got in Leah’s face, but she wasn’t intimidated, “What did you just say?!”

“Enough!”

Sam’s authoritarian voice broke them apart and a silence filled the room, albeit tense. Billy cleared his throat and spoke to Sam, “I think you should be the one to go look for (y/n), she trusts you, and you’re the only one who could handle another accident”

Paul huffed and stormed out, no one bothered to stop him.

•••

“(Y/n)!”

Sam had been searching the woods for hours, but it was futile, he didn’t think she’d have gone so far from the reservation.

Sam shifted into his wolf form as a last attempt to find her.

He stood still in the dark forest. Listening.

Help

His ears twitched to the front.

Paul

Help

Its so cold

Sam didn’t hesitate now as he ran forward towards the mountains. Wherever (y/n) was, she was in trouble.

It wasn’t long before he reached the base of a mountain, rain falling hard around him and mud splattered through his wet fur. He stuck his nose to the ground as he took a deep sniff, letting the aromas and smell of the forest drift through his senses until he latched onto a sweeter scent, perfume. He followed the scent, leading closer and closer to a rushing river where he finally found her.

(Y/n) was back human now, and unfortunately in the nude as far as Sam could tell. But he acted quickly, coming to his senses as he rushed to (y/n), laying half in the river and on the riverbank. As gently as he possibly could while in his wolf form, Sam pulled her completely put of the river. Her body had turned from a tanned olive to pale and sickly. He brushed past the fact that she was bare and pawed at her to wake her up. Moments later her eyes fluttered open slowly, she looked sluggishly up at him and struggled to push herself up as best she could. Sam laid flat to allow (y/n) to slide herself onto his back.

•••

Leah rushed out of Billy’s house as soon as she heard Sam’s thoughts. The rest of the pack behind her.

They all gathered outside as Sam came jogging through the treeline, still in wolf form. A pale body hung onto him and he came to a still infront of the group. Paul ran forward and scooped (y/n) from Sam’s back, pulling her protectively into his body as he and Leah entered Billy’s place.

Billy motioned for them to take (y/n) into Jacobs old bedroom as he rolled to a linin closet and took out heavy blankets to give to Leah. “Thanks Billy” Leah took the pile and pushed Paul out of the bedroom, he looked offended but didn’t push it and went back into Billy’s living room where only Sam was waiting, now human and dressed in jean shorts.

Billy sighed, “Leave her be for now, go home” Sam nodded and moved to leave, Paul stayed sat, Billy stared pointedly, “You too, Paul”. Paul stayed put, leg twitching, “No way, not until she wakes up, I have to see her open her eyes Billy”. Not wanting to make a scene Billy let Paul be.

•••

(Y/n) didn’t wake up that night, or the next day.

It took a week for her complexion to return.

And when she did wake up, Paul was by her side, tear uncharacteristically streaming down his face as he grabbed her hands and kissed them.

(Y/n) frowned, “Paul?… where am I?”

“You’re at Billy’s place, you were asleep for a week, I thought… “ Pauled rubbed his eyes, “Forget it, how do you feel?” He let go of her hands as she sat up, she popped her back, no longer bare as Leah had gone to fetch clothes for her.

Paul stepped back, guilt covering his face. “Whats that look for Paul?”. (Y/n) sat on the edge of the bed, sluggish and confused.

“Im so so so sorry (y/n)…”

Her eyes went wide. This was a Paul she had never seen before. She kept quiet.

“I screwed up by doing what I did, but it was because I was scared”

“Scared?” She gave him an umimpressed look.

He nodded, “Believe it or not, I thought I could push you away because I was scared of what I was feeling for you, I never expected it to happen with you”

She frowned, standing up slowly and steadily, “What? What didn’t you expect Paul?”

His words froze her in her place.

“I imprinted on you (y/n)”

And apparently that was all it took for her to collapse back on the bed, tears coming to the front.

She struggled to find the words, but Paul seemed to hear what she was thinking.

Paul spent the better half of the night explaining to (y/n) what happened, why it happened and why he did what he did. He got a scorching red hand print on his cheek by the end of it, along with a heavy scolding. But not forgiveness. (Y/n) explained that she couldn’t forgive him right off the bat, although his intentions were understandable, he did wrong by her and to her by what he did with all those women, especially Jessica.

She needed time.

And Paul gave her that, without a word against it.

•••

It took (y/n) 3 months to fully forgive Paul.

Another 4 months to agree on dating.

And all the while Paul was respectful of (y/n)’s wishes and compromises.

Leah gave him an earful telepathically and verbally almost every chance she got.

But by the end of the year, they were happier than they were before. Although their relationship was far from perfect, and they argued still, they were happy. Paul no longer went out of his way to apite her and make her jealous and (y/n) put her foot down alot more.

Leah held a grudge against Paul a bit longer but eventually gave in.

Sam and the pack helped (y/n) integrate into the wolf pack and train her.

For now, all was well.

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Thank you dear reader.

And thank you to littlemissvenom0 for requesting this.

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