#alistair mulciber

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Alistair Mulciber in Prince of Chaos "Poor little rich boy, you have it so hard."

Once upon a time, that phrase would have sent me into a rage. It would have left me seriously thinking about taking Cassius Warrington back to my home and slowly but deliciously torturing him until he realized just how hard this poor little rich boy had it.

But that was the old me. The new me was mature, had patience and tact.

"Shove a cocktail onion up your ass, Warrington." I quipped, lifting my martini to my lips.

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Kinktober (In Spring) Prompt 1

Pegging

KInktober list by @randomestfandoms-ocs

I can see a domme from a mile away in fog and low lighting. 

Something in me is just drawn to them. Like some people have a gaydar, I have a Dommedar and it's never failed me before. 

Which is how I knew tonight was going to go the moment I saw her. She was gorgeous, This woman was the love of my night. 

Her dark hair was pulled back, the curls a little wild. She had curves that made my mouth water and her skin was smooth and flawless. She wore a tight black latex vest for a shirt and her black pants seemed to be painted on. I ordered my shot, downed it as soon as it arrived, and headed to the dance floor. 

It wasn't difficult to make my way over to her. I just danced partner to partner until I managed to get across the floor, finding myself face-to-face with her. I simply slipped in between her and the man she was currently dancing with. He didn't deserve her. He was off rhythm with the music, a beat behind, sometimes two. 

"You're bold." She commented, but she didn't stop dancing, even when I felt the man behind me walk away. 

"I am." I agreed, stepping up closer to her, when she didn't try to step away, I reached out, my hands running over her body. She turned, giving me her back, her body grinding against mine. 

Oh yes, this was my kind of woman. 

We danced for what felt like hours, In a club with no window and certainly no clocks, the only way to tell time was passing was by the songs we danced to, and quite frankly, those didn't matter to me. 

"Buy me a drink." She requested and I nodded, letting her lead me off the dance floor and to the bar. She ordered a rum and coke, I got a vodka cranberry. "I'm Dahlia." It was at this point that I realized, she had an accent, she was American. That was interesting, I'd never been with an American before. 

"Alistair," I responded. It did occur to me that Dahlia might not be her real name but what did I care? After tonight I was probably never going to see her again. I didn't need a real name. We got our drinks and neither of us really pretended to have an interest in the other's life, we spoke about music, this club and if we'd been here before. She had. I hadn't. I was doing research, trying out many different clubs, and taking bits and pieces that I liked for a project that I was very excited about. 

When our drinks were drained, I ordered a second round of the same. 

"Dance?" She asked. I shook my head and glanced in the direction of the exit. 

"I had a few other ideas," I smirked. She looked thoughtful, but then slid down off the barstool, letting me lead her away. 

I rarely brought people back to my home, back to the Castle. There were a few reasons for this, the first one being that I didn't need everyone to know where I actually lived.

On top of that, it was easier to sneak out if they weren't at my house. If they aren't in my space. Also, on top of even that, I've had far too many people see the castle and get stars, and money signs, in their eyes. 

So instead I had an apartment, one that my mother had no idea about, she'd probably lose her mind at the idea of a Mulciber living anywhere but our castle. Men of my caliber were not meant for shitty apartments. 

Shitty of course, being in the eye of the beholder. Most of the partners I brought here were amazed at the size and how nicely decorated it was. That was all me. I studied interior design and feng shui when I was twelve and thought that the thing wrong with my house was how it was decorated. Turned out it was so much more than that. But I did learn a lot about balance in decorating. I'd helped Theodore and his wife decorate their house as well. All for free, because that's the kind of friend I am. 

I unlocked the door and flicked the light on, the woman let out a hum of interest, turning about the room. I had a large cream-colored couch, and a nice light coffee table, my rug was where I brought in the color. I had a gorgeous Moroccan-style rug laid out that I had imported. 

There were pictures around the apartment so I didn't seem creepy, but no one needed to know that I didn't know who the people in the pictures were. There was even one of a dog. I'd never owned a dog. I was, actually, allergic to dogs. But when designing this apartment, I imagined an Alistair who'd had a dog that he had to leave behind when he moved out. A dog that was waiting for him when he went home. At least that seemed like a nice aesthetic when I saw it on muggle TV shows. 

that was something else the apartment had, cable television. a neighbor had come by once and asked why I didn't have TV and then helped me get it set up. I got away with it by acting like just a dumb kid who thought it came with the apartment. 

It worked. 

"Nice place," Dahlia commented. "Where's the bedroom?"

Oh, I liked her. 

"Right this way, darling," I smirked and led the way, slipping out of my jacket. I tossed it over the couch and led the way into my bedroom. 

There was a massive difference between my room and the living room. This room was painted a dark gray, my bed done up in Egyptian cotton sheets. Someone once asked me why I didn't get silk- I tried. I slid all over the place, it was awful. The bedding was, of course, all black, and against the far wall was a cabinet. Not filled with clothes like one might think, but with possibilities. 

"You live like this?" Dahlia asked, fingering one of the ties I left attached to the bed, before stripping off her jacket. 

"I do," I answered. "If you keep it handy, it's far more likely to get used." I pointed out. She quirked an eyebrow but didn't argue. 

"So then what else do you have around here?" She asked. I could hear the curiosity in her tone. I smirked, that's exactly what I wanted. 

"Depends on your taste," I answered, wandering over to the cabinet. I unlocked it, then gestured for her to open it. She crossed the room and did just that, her eyes widening at what waited inside. 

It was quite the collection. I had different pieces for bondage, ropes, silk, metal cuffs. I had cock rings, I had dildos, I had butt plugs, but what she reached for was something I hadn't had nearly as much experience in, She reached out and grabbed the base of a strap-on that I had bought on a whim a couple months ago. 

It was 7 inches long- nice and thick. 

And of course, it was bright pink. 

If I was going to get one, It was going to be amusing to me. 

"you'd let me use this on you? Or is it for threesomes?" She asked curiously, I could see the interest in her eyes. 

"I'd let you use it on me. That's what it's meant for, darling." I answered. She ran her fingers along the length and smirked. 

"Lube?"

"In that drawer." I nodded at the cabinet again. She slid the top drawer open and sure enough I had a collection of different kinds, as well as a ton of different condoms, but that wasn't an issue for us at this moment. Of course, it probably would be later. I wasn't about to let her just fuck me and not leave properly satisfied.

"Well then." She smirked, and I could see when she finally stepped into the Domme role she was meant for, She stood a little straighter, crossing the room and plopping down in the chair, "Let me see what you're working with, Alistair." She ordered. 

All it took was the change in her tone to get me hard as a rock, desperate for her to take what she wanted from me. I stripped for her, slowly taking everything off for her, by the time I was stepping out of my briefs, she was biting on her lip, a hunger in her eyes. 

Dahlia stood, moving slowly closer to me as I reached down and gripped the base of my cock, slowly stroking. She didn't stop me from doing so- not right away. Instead, she slowly circled me, taking in every inch of my body. Her eyes grew dark with desire. 

" On the bed." She ordered, "On your hands and knees, face forward." I hurried to do as she said, I was dying to look back, to see what I was getting, but I was good, I kept my face forward, only hearing as she stripped off articles of clothing, dropping them to the ground with mine. And I got no warning when she drippled the cold lube down my asscrack, one finger slowly teasing my asshole. 

"Tell me how badly you want it." She encouraged. I groaned softly, clenching around her finger. 

"I don't just want it, I need it, I won't survive without it," I informed her. "I need to feel your fingers, feel your cock." She let out a chuckle, a second finger joining the first. 

Her fingers were thin, but they were long and I could feel every inch as they slid slowly in and out, When the third finger joined in, finally properly stretching me, I moaned. 

"Such a greedy boy, aren't you, Alistair?" She asked her other hand slowly caressing my asscheek. 

"Yes, fuck- yes." I agreed, resisting the urge to bury my face into the pillow. 

"Do you think you deserve my cock?" She asked, her fingers pulled out and I could feel the head of the strap-on running up and down my crack

"I do, I definitely deserve it. I haven't looked back once." I reminded her. I didn't mention that the picture frame on the bedside table was mirrored, and I could see her, She stood tall, the strap on already strapped, the large pink cock jutting out, bobbing a little every time she moved. my mouth watered. 

She looked like a fucking goddess standing there behind me and I was ready to worship at her temple. 

"That's because you are a greedy boy, but a good one." She reached out, her fingers tangling in my hair. She tugged my head back and I let her, my eyes rolling back. "Aren't you?"

"Such a good boy." I agreed. 

She smirked and let go of my hair, instead of feeling the head of the cock against my ass, she walked around the bed. Fuck, she looked even better straight on, instead of through the reflection. 

"I want to see you suck my cock, Alistair." I scrambled to turn so I could do so, facing her off the side of the bed. She gripped my hair again as I took the head of the toy into my mouth. 

I focused on what I was doing, taking my time, making sure it was nice and lubed up, my hand rested on her hip, my thumb slowly stroking her soft, smooth skin under the strap. 

"So, so good." She encouraged. My hand moved, slowly trailing from her hip down between her legs. She was soaking wet, I could smell her arousal; my fingers barely managed to graze her cunt before she was slapping my hand away. "Not yet." She shook her head. "You have to earn that privilege." 

I pouted but went back to giving the cock the best blow job I could, until she stopped me, moving around to the other side of the bed, moving behind me. I could see her in the large mirror on the wall and I knew that she knew I could see her. She smirked at me through the mirror, the head of the cock pressing up against my hole for just a moment, before slipping in. 

"Fuck-" I groaned as the cock stretched me further than her fingers had been able to. She kept it slow, letting my body adjust. She was good at this, she could see when my body relaxed- the point when she picked up the speed, knowing I could take it. 

"Harder," I begged. She slapped my ass and I nearly buried my face in the bed. She had no idea I got off on pain, but fuck- she was going to make me explode far too soon. 

"I'll take you as hard as I want, Alistair." She chided, but her hips did slow a touch, just so she could hit harder. 

"Fuck- I'm close. I'm so close." I admitted. 

"Cum for me baby, I want you to make a mess of this bed." Dahlia encouraged, her fingers dug into my hips, I could only hope hard enough to leave bruises for me to admire tomorrow. 

I cried out as she hit my prostate- once- twice- three times- the last one did it, I came, hard. My cum painting the sheets, my leg muscles tightening almost painfully so until I had completely spent my load. 

"So, so good." Dahlia pulled out, carefully moving so I could roll over onto my back, looking up at her. "Wanna know a secret, Alistair?"

"I do," I answered, catching my breath. 

"I know exactly who you are." I tensed up at that, trying to push myself to sit, but my body still felt like jelly. "I knew before you even actually opened your mouth." She admitted, getting up off the bed, and taking off the toy. She placed it in the small bin at the bottom of the cabinet, guessing correctly that it was meant for things that needed cleaning. 

"Really?"

"Yes, everyone knows the Mulciber family- and we went to school together." She revealed. 

"Okay?" I was starting to piece together that this wasn't about revenge or extortion. Honestly, she couldn't do that even if she wanted to. I'd be fine admitting on the front page of the Daily Prophet that I enjoyed a good pegging. 

"And I heard you had a new business venture in mind." She picked up her clothing, piece by piece, redressing. By now I could get up, I just didn't really have the urge to. She obviously wasn't going to hurt me, and if she tried, I was close enough to my pants, where my wand was, that I was confident I could reach it before she could actually kill me. "And I want to help."

"You... want to help?"

"Yes. I specialize in arithmancy, I think I could be an asset. I've... struggled with work since getting out of school..."

"Because?"

"The why doesn't matter. all that matters is that I want a job, you're going to need someone in accounting, and I could be your girl." 

I thought about it, sitting up and looking her up and down. 

"You don't even know what kind of business I'm wanting to get into." I pointed out. She shrugged, now fully dressed. She placed her hands on her hips. 

"I don't care. I'm in."

I hmm'd for a minute then nodded. 

"Alright, if you say so. You're in."

[metiahq]

the following applications have been accepted. they have twenty-four hours to send in their blog or the roll will be opened up.

alecor sollia. 22. prince of sollia. tyler posey.

alistair remes. 26. crown prince of valtolia. alexander ludwig.

achilles pryor. 27. crown prince of bergia. matthew daddario.

aurelios myre. 41. queen of medes. jesse williams.

aurora remes. 45. queen of valtolia. chris hemsworth.

arthur remes. 23. prince of valtolia. dacre montgomery.

cadmus pryor. 35. duke of bergia. ben barnes

gaetan deon. 26. noble of argia. keahu kahuanui.

haumea sollia. 25. crown prince of sollia. maluma.

helenus pryor. 19. prince of bergia. casey cott.

jabari myre. 25. crown prince of medes. michael b jordan.

kairaz lordcrone. 160. solanis council member. jason momoa.

khiari myre. 24. prince of medes. rome flynn.

laurent remes. 22. prince of valtolia. gregg sulkin.

mencius argos. 26. prince of argia. son dongwoon.

mercury mulciber. 43. noble of bergia. gideon emery.

morgana hanson. 695. headmaster of solanis. chris evans.

pandora pryor. 46. queen of bergia. henry cavill.

roman sollia. 45. king of sollia. mark consuelos.

sarupa toyne. 23. prince of casther. avan jogia.

sayuja toyne. 43. king of valtolia. john abraham.

serenity remes. 19. prince of valtolia. logan shroyer.

solara sollia. 43. queen of sollia. dj cotrona

vardan remes. 20. prince of valtolia. kj apa.

viktor croft. 25. dragonrider of bergia. zac efron.

[snuffles-groovy-doghouse]

Character Roster v.2.1

Hello~ So example of the characters I have done

I probably will remember more that I’ve done later so this is a WIP list

Bellatrix Lestrange (pre-Azkaban)

Fred Weasley

Gellert Grindelwald

Sirius Black

Sirius Black Post Azkaban

Gilderoy Lockhart

Ginny Weasley

Harry Potter

Seraphina Picquery

Peeves the Poltergeist

Remus Lupin

Werewolf Remus Lupin

Alistair Mulciber

Lily Evans

Ariana Dumbledore

Severus Snape

Ministry Worker Hermione Granger

Bonus: Hedwig

[riddlerpg]

Good evening tag browsers, blog viewers and other esteemed guests. As of today (Nov 2nd) RIDDLE is officially being launched. We’re an 18+ Riddle era roleplay group looking to get the ball rolling and kick off with a bang to explore this more forgotten part of magical history. You can view our promotional post here and our synopsis here. 

Our skeleton bios featuring characters like Tom Riddle, Myrtle Warren’s ghost, Eileen Prince, Walburga Black, Rubeus Hagrid, Wendy Slinkhard and many more are all written up and will begin releasing over the next few days. Below you can find a list of roles being released in this batch, and if any take your fancy please send us a message so we can get them posted sooner. Original roles are also more than welcomed at this time. See you all soon, if you dare...

Abraxas Malfoy

Aether Pyrites

Alistair McKinnon

Algie Longbottom

Alphard Black

Anya Greengrass

Argo Pyrites

Augusta Macmillan

Bertie Bott

Caradoc Mopsus

Caspar Crouch

Clara Gamp

Cygnus Black

Dahlia Fleur-Peri

Dorian Lestrange

Druella Rosier

Eileen Prince

Emeric Vance

Florean Fortescue

Florence Rowle

Ignatius Prewett

Julian Nott

Lydian Carrow

Maeve Zabini

Margot Droope

Miranda Goshawk

Myrtle Warren

Nicolas Mulciber

Olive Hornby

Orion Black

Romelda Burke

Rubeus Hagrid

Sebastian Avery

Septima Vector

Seraphina Bones

Theodore Longbottom

Tiberius McClaggen

Tom Riddle

Walburga Black

Wendy Slinkhard

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The following characters have reached the activity limit and have twenty-four hours to either post or ask for a hiatus/semi hiatus! We’re always happy to work with you if you come to us. Please remember that there is a hiatus channel in the discord, so you’re welcome to let us know there if you can’t be online. Or you can just message the main and we’ll mark it down! Things can easily get lost in the main discord chat, so please don’t inform us of hiatuses there.

@firewhiskev (Ariadne Lacenby, Solomon Torchwood, Magdalena Parkinson)

@vehemcntia (Ethan Greengrass)

@peregrinvs (Rolf Scamander)

@ofvixlcts (Violet Longbottom)

@chocolatecauldrvns (Albus Potter, Dominique Weasley, Isla Darling)

@pixiepuffs (Rose Weasley, Octavia Mulciber)

@stcrsandclouds (Roxanne Weasley)

@thvstral (Athena Nott, Molly Weasley, Lennox Shen, Flynn Cresswell)

@rcpvros (Isolde d’Eath, Louis Weasley)

@blessedimpiety (Wilhemina Burke, Alistair Selwyn, Elinora Avery, Nikolette Asenova, Odessa Ibara)

[mordrefm]

we  are  discussing  opening  times  and  such  atm  ,  and  i’m  sdfkd  excited  !!  we still  have  plenty  of  open  canons  !  how  about  peter  to  complete  our  marauders ??  or  our  lestrange  brothers  ,  emma  vanity  ,  lucinda  talkalot  ,  daisy  hookum  ,  authur  weasley  ,  alistair  moody  ,  rita  skeeter  , gladys  gudgeon  ,  charity  burbage  ,  or  lucius  malfoy  !  or  how  about  or  semi  canon’s  like  mulciber  ,  avery  ,  parkinson  ,  chang  and  wood  !!

[kedavrafm-blog]

mwm canons?

THE MARAUDERS ofc, but i’d also love to see the prewett twins, lucius malfoy, regulus black, antonion dolohov, alistair moody, rodolphus lestrange, edgar bones, benjy fenwick, mulciber, wilkes, & avery !

[hiddenwashington]

Character suggestions for joseph morgan fc?

sure thing love! i came up with these babes : kaidan alenko (mass effect), james moriarty (sherlock), alistair theirin (dragon age), doctor strange (marvel), steve trevor (dc comics), corban yaxley or mulciber (harry potter), or a young palpatine (star wars) !!! but if you would like more, please provide us with some fandoms that you are interested in and i can provide some more targeted suggestions!!

[dawnofwarhq-blog]

MULCIBER, ALISTAIR: resembling HARRY SHUM JR., the TWENTY-SIX year-old SLYTHERIN alumnus spends their days as an HIT WIZARD. they are often described as ADAPTIVE  and APPROACHABLE, but also FLIPPANT and AMORAL. a PUREBLOOD, HE finds HIMSELF allied with the DEATH EATERS. { REZA, 25, CST, SHE/HER }

welcome to the wonderful and wretched wixen world, ALISTAIR MULCIBER! the road ahead is arduous, and only merlin knows where the war will lead you. ( REZA, please send in your account within 36 hours, track the tags, and follow everyone on the blogroll! we’re extremely pleased to have you here! )

[cecexwrites]

Alistair Mulciber in Prince of Chaos

I'm not sure how old I was when I first realized it wasn't normal for parents to have a separate wing of the house from their child. It was probably around the same time I realized I was only born to carry on my family name and that no matter what I did, my parents could only do so much to punish me. Since then I've made it my mission to cause as much trouble as humanly possible. Because why hold all this power if I'm not going to use it?

Find book one: Prince of Ruin Here

[snuffles-groovy-doghouse]

Alistair Mulciber

"And power-hungry Slytherin Loved those of great ambition."

[cecexwrites]

Initial A

Full Name: Alistair Tiberius Mulciber Nicknames, If Any: None. Hogwarts House: Slytherin Gender: Male Sexuality: Pansexual A Song I Associate With Them: Terrible Things by Halestorm 3 Important Relationships: Alistair/Tate Alistair/His parents Alistair/Broderick 2 Fears: Being alone, his late grandfather 1 Element of their backstory: He grew up knowing his parents couldn't disown or kill him- because they needed an heir and if he was gone then they'd have to touch each other again. So despite being treated the way he was, he knew there was a line even they couldn't cross

[cecexwrites]

💙 + Alistair

He's such a stupid perfect boy

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The Serpents Club Halloween 2023

Alistair Mulciber as The Rock Star

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Send me ⌨ + title to one of my fics and I’ll write a sentence for that fic!

Prince of wrath

“You could not.” Draco shook his head. “So what brought on the conversation this time? Was she flirting with MacLaggen again?”

“No, She's moved on from him, she was apparently flirting with Dean Thomas.”

“Blaise, I fear your darling Reid might be fickle.” Draco commented, rolling his sleeves up to his elbows. “Jumping between boys like that?”

“Shut up Malfoy, or I will test how well your hair helmet can protect your skull.” I warned. I still felt the nugget of rage in my chest, the one I felt when I saw Reid and Dean in Hogsmeade, I thought he was dating the Weasley girl. The fact that he could act like that with my- with Reid while also possibly dating someone else.

“I'm going to kill him.” I decided, heading out the door.

I stormed down and I could hear two sets of feet running after me as I stormed out of the commonroom, nearly bowling over Alsitair.

”Watch it Zabini- what's on fire?“

”His loins.“ Theodore called out.

”Sounds painful.” Alistair turned on his heel to follow after us. Unfortunately for me, Draco was faster than me and caught up, grabbing my arm.

“Blaise, you can't murder Thomas. As much as I wish you could- there are rules.”

“Also he's a Gryffindor, Dumbledore will string you up by your toes for touching one of his beloved.” Alistair pointed out. His eyes were a little bloodshot, I made a mental note to ask about that later.

“Exactly.” Draco nodded. “Be smart about it.” I huffed, ready to push him away and still go to beat the hell out of Thomas but fine-

”I'll talk to Reid first.“

”Oh, no you should still go after Dean, that sounds way more interesting.“ Alistair shook his head.

”Go to the dorm, Mulciber.“

”Bite me, Malfoy, you're not the boss of me.“ Draco rolled his eyes.

“Go talk to Reid, I bet it's not even what you thought.”

“And if it is?”

“Then I will hold him in place while you end him.” Draco promised.