#amun egyptian coven twilight

[simpfordemetri]

Twilight characters and their mentall illnesses?What do you headcanon for them

Twilight X Mentall illnesses

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Edward:Depression and anxiety

Bella:Borderline Personality Disorder

Aro: Dissociative identity disorder

Caius:Anger issues

Marcus:Chronic depression and delusions

Amun:Narcissistic disorder

Jane:PTSD and probably Bipolar disorder

Alec: Obsessive compulsive disorder and also PTSD

Rosalie:PTSD

Vladimir:Paranoid personality disorder

Kebi: Stockholm syndrome

These are some of my Headcanons✋

[lunastwilightblog]

So I’ve been watching more documentaries on ancient Egypt recently and I’ve discovered that the Egyptians were extremely clean people and would shave all their hair off (and wear those wigs) to avoid lice

Therefore both Amun and Kebi are probably, canonically, bald

[cosplayproblemsposts]

How they react to you rejecting them

Amun

He has been worshipped and seen as a god for many years, I believe he'll take your rejection a stab to his undead heart.

Kebi will reassure him you'll come around but your words stung him and his once confident extorter crumbles. "No, I don't want to spend the rest of my life as a vampire. I had accepted I won't live long and I don't need you screwing it all up because of some freakish Vampire claim".

Amun couldn't fathom the harsh truth, Benjamin tries to make you reconsider but of course he is met with rejection. "No, Benjamin I don't want to be with him" Benjamin attempts were futile.

Amun doesn't take the rejection instead he does everything he can to woo you. Gifts, letters containing words of affirmation and he goes as far as to pay for your college tuition.

He'll visit the Cullens frequently if it means he gets to see you, he won't stop trying to convince you. Addressing the mate bond and how you are meant for him and him only.

Stefan

He too will not be able to fathom your words "I... I understand" he'll give you space. Believing you'll come around after all you are destined to be together.

He doesn't take your rejection well; no, he doesn't lash out. He'll consult Vladimir "What am I doing wrong brother? Why doesn't He/She/They like me? am I unappealing?".

Vladimir will grow annoyed and angry at you; can't you see what you are doing to Stefan? Vladimir will only grow angrier when you ignore Stefan attempts.

Stefan now believes he is approaching this the wrong way, maybe you like taking things slow. He'll court you like a true gentleman, flowers, chocolates and even going as far as to write to you.

If that doesn't work, he'll show you he is a provider, you'll scream as you find a dead animal carcass waiting for you in your room. No, you are not even a vampire yet and this will only scare you. long story short hang in there.

Vladimir

He is not equally as composed compared to his coven mate Stefan, he'll be flabbergasted and will be asking you all sorts of questions. "What!...you can't do that!?" Stefan will have no choice but to intervene before one of Cullens takes the matter into their hands.

Stefan will have to suffer through Vladimir complaining and whining. "How dare He/She/They reject me!? Doesn't He/She/They know anything about the mate bond!? Who doesn't know anything about the mate bond!?".

This could go on for days, Vladimir nagging and constantly talking about how your rejection hurt him. He has been without a mate for centuries, believing he will never be able to get a second chance at love.

Vladimir will overwhelm you with gifts, small notes of pleas and to reconsider. Stefan will be the one pushing his coven mate to make an effort instead of angrily stomping about and glaring holes into the back of the Cullens' heads.

In the end Vladimir will come back empty handed, cue the venom tears and the sad questions. "Why doesn't He/She/They like me Stef? Am I that bad? What should I do?".

There is one thing the Romanians have in common and it is the animal carcass approach. Proving they, both support your vegetarian diet once you undergo the transformation.

[timetravellingshinigami]

🔸 Twilight characters fancast 🔸

Vladimir : Vladimir is one of the founding members of the Romanian coven, the enemy clan of the Volturi. His coven was once the most powerful in the world, but when the Volturi rose to power, they were defeated in a century-long struggle.

Stefan : Stefan is a founding member of the Romanian coven, He and Vladimir are the only two survivors from the coven's destruction.

The Romanian coven ruled for over 1000 years in the previous Romanian territory of Dacia. They are one of the oldest vampire covens.

Amun : Leader of the Egyptian coven. Born before 2500 BC. He abandoned his previous coven when the Volturi attacked it. Amun had a very strong survival instinct, and he was willing to bow to the Volturi if it kept him alive. However, Amun was always bitter at having to surrender his former lifestyle. He loved the worship, the towering desert monuments, and the excess. He knew he could not plot against the Volturi, because Aro would find out. But he hoped that, over time, he could gain the strength to oppose them.

Alistair : born around 1300 AD . Alistair is an English solitary, nomadic vampire and friends of a sort with Carlisle Cullen. He is gifted with a unique tracking ability that allows him to track animate beings at a greater distance than most vampires can. Because of the way he was changed into a vampire Alistair left civilization and avoided all contact with humans, except when he hunted, and mistrusted everyone and everything that had to do with authority figures with a sense of paranoia.

[idontknowwhatimdoinglol]

Yandere Egyptian coven headcanons - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Since they mostly go out at night, you most likely had caught one of them feeding or caught there eye while taking a nighttime walk

In my opinion i think this could go 2 ways, depending on who saw you first.

If it were Amun and Kebi I think it would be more of a platonic yandere thing maybe where you reminded them of a child. in this scenario, you could be either a human or a young vampire (turned around teenage years).

Benjamin and Tia would pretty much be like siblings, Tia being the quiet sister who would help you with homework or chores and Benjamin would be the brother who always helped bail you out of trouble.

If Benjamin and Tia found you congrats, you have two lovesick vampire puppy's.

They would probably take you in that moment not caring on the earful Amun would give them when they returned home.

If human, they would explain everything and inevitably turn you.

If a vampire, they would mostly stick to introductions.

No matter what the situation, you'll end up with the whole coven yandere for you in some way.

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(Sorry if it sucks I've never written any yandere things before)

[clarasogatsby]

Things I think about on a daily basis:

What do the Egyptian Coven do all day in their house to pass the time?

What was Amun’s reaction when Benjamin brought a newborn Tia back?

Does Maggie ever feel like a 3rd wheel?

At what point does Renesmee turn on her family and go on an absolute human blood drinking spree?

How soon do Jasper and Alice leave The Cullens to live on their own after the events of BD?

How does Alastair feel after hearing about the aftermath of The Cullen/Volturi confrontation? How does his and Carlisle’s next meeting go in 200 years?

[therealvinelle]

Kudos for your amazing meta-posts and stories! I was wondering about Benjamin, since he comes up a few times in your fics. I looked him up on a fandom page, where it says “Edward mentions that B has a good attitude as well as a clear sense of right and wrong, and likes him for it.” I did like B when I read the books (years ago), but now that I’ve read your interpretation of Edward's own sense of morality that sentence sounds a bit... suspicious. Do you have any thoughts on Benjamin?

Thank you!

As for Benjamin, I do and I don't.

What we know about Benjamin

Benjamin was a street urchin in Kairo who was talent scouted by Amun, who recognised Benjamin's street performance as something more than mere human artistry. He took Benjamin away, turned him, and Benjamin turned out to be a powerhouse.

Having never gotten over the loss of Demetri, however, Amun made himself Benjamin's jailor, telling him that he needed to stay with Amun and hide if he wanted to be safe from the Volturi, keeping him locked up in a temple he wasn't allowed to set foot outside. A fiercely possessive man, Amun did not agree to let Benjamin see his old friend Tia, and Benjamin had to leave to seek her out and turn her himself in his only act of rebellion.

He and Tia have been living with Amun and Kebi ever since, with Kebi envious of Benjamin's importance to Amun and Tia never growing to trust Amun and Kebi the way Benjamin so easily did.

When Breaking Dawn rolls around and Benjamin sees a chance to stand up to the shadow forces that have forced him and his loved ones to remain in hiding for so very long and perhaps win his freedom along the way, it's an obvious choice for him to fight.

Worth noting that Benjamin is fifteen years old, and Tia is seventeen.

My thoughts on Benjamin

Benjamin has allowed himself to be defined by the narrative Amun told to him, and I don't think it's coincidence Amun turned him at such an impressionable age. Benjamin allowed himself to be kept locked up for five years straight and remained in hiding for centuries, with no hint of rebellion on the horizon: this is a boy who doesn't at all question the truth that Amun protects him from the Volturi.

Interestingly, it's not that he's not capable of standing up to Amun, in fact he does so whenever he has reason to. He missed his friend, Amun didn't want him to risk the excursion, Benjamin gave him the finger and turned her. He wanted to fight the Volturi, Amun didn't: sorry, Amun, but we're fighting the Volturi.

The only reason he does as Amun says with regards to hiding in Egypt, the only means Amun has of controlling him, is the boogeyman Aro, and Amun knows this. Benjamin, who doesn't understand why Amun wouldn't want to fight the Volturi and assumes cowardice is the only reason... doesn't.

Even Tia, who has two years on him and, being a girl, statistically would have a more developed brain than him, is only seventeen years old and while she's more critical of Amun she's not going to question the necessity of hiding from the Volturi either. As the Guide phrases it, being able to protect him from the Volturi was part of her motivation for giving up her humanity.

All of this to say that Benjamin is fifteen years old, he acts exactly that age and I unfortunately don't see a happy ending in store for him. He will either keep believing in the worldview Amun told to him and live in captivity until some new opportunity or another to overthrow the Volturi comes along, or something will happen to dispel him of his beliefs in which case I can only imagine he'll do something extremely rash.

[real-time-twilight]

Breaking Dawn in Real Time

December 25th, 2006 (Monday)

Moon Phase: Waxing Crescent 🌒

🌄 Sunrise: 8:04 AM

🌅 Sunset : 4:31 PM

Breaking Dawn, Ch. 34 ("Declared") [from Pg. 653]

12:00-6:00 PM (Approx.) - Bella, Edward, Renesmee and Jacob celebrate Christmas at Charlie's with Sue and the pack

6:30 PM (Approx.) - Bella & Co. arrive home at the Cullen house to a dispute between Amun and Carlisle following thy hasty departure of the reclusive and paranoid Alastair; Amun ends up agreeing to stay only to witness, not to fight

6:33 PM (Approx.) - Amun storms out; the remaining vampires declare their willingness to fight with the Cullens if the Volturi cannot be reasoned with

6:55 PM (Approx.) - Bella, Edward, and Jacob take Renesmee hunting; Bella has concerns about the infallibility of her shield because she is not immune to Renesmee's gift

[aquanova99]

Even Gods can Bleed

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Final part

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A/N: For anyone that still cares about this, thank you for being patient because I’m trying to finish any series I swear (Sweats because she has like 10 more ideas she wants to start).

A/N: Also if anyone cares the next hunger games part should be up today or tomorrow depending on whether I take a nap today

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Benjamin stared at the snow falling around them. Focusing on every individual one falling to the ground before him. Grounding himself by smelling the heavy pine in the trees surrounding him. Wishing he had never asked to travel here. From Kebi’s strange behavior to learning about the extent of how grief could consume people, no parents, who truly cared for their children. Benjamin had not once thought about whether his disappearance caused any one strain. In fact, he knew it hadn’t. Save for Tia maybe, but she wasn’t even aware he had died, she’d been so shielded from anything outside of pleasing her husband.

“Benjamin?”

“Why were we not told about this? I would have never—”

“That is precisely why. It isn’t your burden to carry it was…or is ours. We knew what the outcome would be when our prior coven decided to fight. We came together for necessity, not realizing the volturi was willing to leave us be for the most part. We still see no need to fight senselessly. Our regret lies with the our lack of support and understanding of Sekhmet. We could have traveled further, not criticized her choices so harshly. I regret ending on the note that we did.” Amun paused as his memory flashed the look of anger and betrayal in his daughters eyes. Her pained look etched forever in his memories. Never quite letting him rest. “We should have known her heart, understood it more. I believe that she really thought she could take on the world and win, it was her downfall. If I could do it over I am not sure I would fight, but I would tell her how much she means to me. It’s a lesson that has taken me many years to learn.”

“You mean Demetri?”

“Yes. I may be strict with you but you need to know that I care about you and Tia greatly. I know I say I am strict because I care but in truth… I love both of you. You and Tia.”

“And now?”

“Hm?”

“You said you don’t regret not fighting before. What about now? Would you regret it?”

“We will support whatever choice you make. But Benjamin, this time it is not because I fear death or fear your mother getting hurt. But I will not take sides against my children. I have many failures. With Sekhmet, I told her I cared for her but did not support her decisions, with Demetri I supported him in whatever he wanted to do but I failed to let him know how much he was cared for. Mut, perhaps, not as badly but we failed him. We will never know with Sekhmet but with Demetri, we know had we said anything he would be with us still. It is a different almost stronger grief to lose someone that is still around.”

“Do you think the Cullens stand a chance, I mean truly?”

No. Maybe. Not really. “Yes. I cannot contribute to you or Tia or Demetri dying at my hands. We will bear witness and nothing more. I am- so sorry.” Amun cleared his throat. He knew regardless at least one of his children would not make it back, the thought brought back the sense of unease and immense guilt. Another lifetime of questioning whether he made the right choice.

“You truly do not regret not fighting?”

“No.” Amun said simply, “Had we fought, we would have never found Demetri…or you. And you would not have brought Tia.”

Benjamin nodded and quickly ran up to Amun ad hugged him, “I need to see Ommi.”

Amun stood shocked for a second before following after him. He came up to the small clearing Mut had found and saw his mate and Benjamin hugging. Mut’s eyes coated with venomous tears threatening to fall. Amun knew she would hold together if only for the younger ones to not worry.

“You have nothing to apologize for Benjamin. You should be proud of your heart. I know we are.” Amun heard her whisper as Benjamin pulled away from her. She gently stroked his cheek and then standing up and wrapping Amuns hand in hers, “Come. I’m sure we have much to discuss. Kebi, could you take them to the campsite with the Cullens?”

“And keep away from the spawn, yes. Come kids. They’ll be back in a few minutes.”

The second they were out of eyesight, Amun pulled Mut into him. Exhausted, she all but melted into his touch. After centuries together there were no words needed for how they were both feeling.

“Oh Amun. What are we to do…”

“Hope my love. Hope no fight comes about.”

“I don’t know if Benjamin will stay behind now.”

“I know. I think Tia will be what decides it for him. If she doesn’t fight I think he will restrain as well.”

“I disagree. I think he will hesitate if she stands with him. He worries about us too much. He wouldn’t risk us going through it again.”

“You are likely right, as always.”

Mut chuckled, “If he doesn’t fight, and we get the chance. We owe it to Demetri to have a conversation. Let him know how we truly felt that day.”

“He doesn’t deserve to have reopened wounds Mut.”

“I was there, Amun. The wounds never closed.”

He sighed, knowing well enough that she was right. And it was useless disagreeing with her, “Very well. We shall wait for them.” Muts eyes gleamed with the faintest glimmer of hope, she offered a sad smile and the pair walked deep into the woods towards their old acquaintances.

At the campsite stories of war were thrown around. Benjamin noticed that besides the Irish coven, none of them spoke about loss. The Romanians were vengeful, but more so spoke about power not grief. Benjamin caught himself wondering if that was an effect of dealing with their grief. He couldn’t imagine neither of his “parents” without the other. They seemed to be made for each other. Never straying far from each other for very long.  He wondered what it was like losing everyone you had ever been close to. He thought about Amun, Mut, his sister. Could he live with himself if they died just to stand with him? He looked at Siobhan and Liam, both with one hand on Maggie. Somewhere inside he knew they would leave if they truly felt she was in danger of not making it out, he also knew she would burn the world down if her family was ripped from her. They had already had one of the nomads leave. Would their presence make that big of a difference? Would their statement gain unwanted attention from the volturi?

This was wrong. He knew if he was human any contents in his stomach would be expelled immediately, part of him still worried about it. He should have said nothing. Stayed in the housing that Mut had turned into a home for him and Tia.

“Benjamin?” Mut had come from behind and put her hands on his shoulders, her comfort drowning him in a wave of guilt. He tried to hide his anxiety and offered her what little of a grin he could offer, patting one of her hands to try and persuade her he was fine. He was not fine.

“I cant wait to go back home.” Is all he could muster out. It was the truth. There was no guarantee they would all make it back there if this came down to what the younger Cullen wanted. You felt his gaze from the tent, hearing all of your doubts. He had used your gift to rally everyone into fighting if it came down to it. What happens now? You could hear him whispering to his mate, head snapping to your direction. You avoided looking in their direction. Counting down the seconds until morning came. Finding anyone to talk to just to avoid the slightest possibility of a confrontation before realizing the safest place was with his coven.

The sun began to slowly creep and rise in the horizon. Everyone progressively speaking less and less. Anxiety rising in everyone about the upcoming and increasingly possible battle. The large group silent as they walked towards an empty field. Then somehow the silence seemed to get stronger…louder…deafening. Though they were all coming together for a singular purpose it was clear to everyone that every coven stood separated, apart from one another. It was clear they would protect their own first. Amun and Mut shared a glance, anxiously and nervously waiting to see some familiar face. Amun looked far into the forest behind them. He wondered if the wolves the Cullens had recruited would be smart enough to protect their own or if they truly were ready to die to protect the people on their land. Amun knew first hand how people would die both from arrogance, and need from control. He also knew people would run if they felt they had something more important to protect. The Romanians were convinced they were still being hunted even centuries later, always running. Now, he felt, it was them running. Again. Not able to face the threat of the volturi. The circumstances different, yet so eerily similar. Trying to keep what little semblance of family he had. Hoping he could keep everyone alive this time, praying the once so eager Benjamin would decide to hesitate.

Benjamin had stayed largely silent. Still unsure of how everything would happen. Amun and Mut had placed themselves in front of Benjamin and Tia. Kebi stood besides her sister, ready to do whatever it took to protect Mut. Mut ready to do anything to protect the younger ones and her mate. Tia desperately hoping they could go home, knowing she would stand with her brother. A carousel of worry. A sea of black and red surrounded them. They were hopelessly outnumbered. Benjamin remembered Kebis stories. How the volturi had fought the children of the moon, monsters who appeared similar to the allies the Cullens recruited but no rational fiber in them. They had plenty of gifted members among them, but that was what the volturi was known for. It wouldn’t be enough. Benjamin watched as they came into view. Mut clutching Amun’s arm as her eyes landed on Demetri. Amun stiffening when their eyes met. Centuries of unresolved conflict and hurt in both of their eyes. Benjamin scanned the crowd. It was clear who the other affected party was. Their resident tracker.

There was a hurt in the blond vampire that echoed the rejection of Benjamins own. He remembered that hurt of feeling unwanted, from what Amun had told him it had been a misunderstanding. The years it had taken to come to terms that this time truly was different. And it was suddenly very clear why Amun would not be able to fight. Why Mut couldn’t imagine hurting him again. Benjamin had felt an immediate and unconditional feeling love and understanding, it was a feeling he had never been offered before. It had been, at on epoint, too good to be true. And yet. the same people who offered him refuge, had somehow turned away another. Misunderstanding or not. His “parents” had failed the volturi member. They wouldn’t do so again, Benjamin also knew they wouldn’t hold him back if he wanted to fight. Aro had begun speaking, but a new fear had taken over him. Would they forgive him? If this group the Cullens had rallied together somehow won, would they look at him the same? If he had a hand in their other child’s undoing? If they did look past it, would Benjamin be able to live with it?

Amun interrupted his train of thought, ensuring Aro would have no hard feelings for simply stating that as witnesses they were sure that Bella and Edwards daughter was not an immortal child. Aro assured them that all was well, Benjamin snuck a glance to Maggie who tugged at Siobhan’s arm, wondering why he was speaking the truth. Amun and Mut turned back to look at back Benjamin and Tia, a silent but pleading expression. Tia tugged his arm begging for him to listen, just this once. Benjamin nodded to her, and then to Amun. A low growl left the youngest Cullen boys’ lips, while Bella began to look panicked. The Irish coven looked between themselves wondering if they should follow. Benjamin snuck a final look at Demetri, the once hurt expression was now replaced by a stony glare. His family didn’t stick around to see if anyone followed their example. That was no longer their concern.

Where was that concern all those years ago? A jealous rage brewed deep within Demetri. Was his gift not good enough to fight for? He was in the bloody elite guard, for Gods sake. He had never itched for a fight more. Something to take his mind off of the deep seated ache he thought he had long ago forgotten.

The Egyptian coven ran until they reached Montana. Mut stopped first. Halted as if she had forgotten something. The rest of them stopped at different intervals to go back. Amun barely had enough time to grab onto her shoulders before Mut collapsed into his arms. A broken, guttural sob escaping her. The thought of losing someone she cares about deeply breaking something buried and long hidden inside of her. In a way, this eased Benjamins conscious. The possibility of making it worse, well…it would have killed him.

They sat there for two hours. Amun sitting next to his mate. Tia resting her head against her shoulder. Mut only spoke to ask Kebi how she felt the further away from the child. Kebi laughed, “I am not the one you should be concerned over.”

Kebi realized her words the second they left her mouth. She had meant that Mut was clearly the one that needed the support, but there was no avoiding what else she meant. Amun hissed at her, already struggling to hold himself together for his mates sake, Kebi’s remark was not helping. Mut’s head dropped, she allowed herself to shrink back into Amuns embrace. They would have stayed frozen for hours longer but Kebi’s head shot up.

“Someone is coming.”

Everyone was on their feet in seconds. The familiar scent hit Amun first. “Wait.”

He tugged on Muts hand. She clutched his arm again. Benjamin saw the tracker and what he thought was the most intimidating vampire hed ever seen. The taller one nudged forward the tracker. And leaned against the tree. Demetri glared but took another step forward. “Its been a whi—”

Mut rushed forward, cutting him off with an embrace before he could say anything. “Thank the gods you’re safe.”

Demetri’s head buried into her shoulder. It had been too long since he had felt an embrace of any kind like this. Any physical connection he had encountered over the years had been just that, purely physical. There was warmth that radiated from his ‘mother.’ Demetri tried to hold on to the hurt and jealousy he felt at the mates pair clearly  fighting to keep the younger vampires with them. Why wasn’t he offered that courtesy? As prideful as he tried to be, he caved at their welcome. He was almost ashamed, still desperately clinging to whatever scraps of affection he was offered. No. Even he could tell this was different.

Amun came up next wrapping Demetri in an embrace that shocked almost everyone but Mut and Benjamin. He rested his forehead against Demetris, a warm hand on the back of his neck. Years of unspoken apologies coming out in a single sentence. He stepped back and put both hands on his shoulders looking into his eyes and hoping he could see how much he meant every word, “I am truly sorry for not fighting harder for you and your place in our coven.”

Demetri cleared his throat. He struggled to find any words. Mut joined her mate and the three stood like that until Mut started laughing, “Gods look at us. We’re such a mess. And we’re being rude. Demetri, we have some people we’d like you to meet. You too Felix. I’m glad we are meeting under better circumstances.” Mut dashed over to hug him as well, “Thank you. For keeping him safe. And out of trouble I’m sure.”

Felix chuckled and bowed slightly to one half of the leaders in the coven. “We cant stay for long. We have a new… mission that requires our attention?”

Muts face fell, “What happened?”

“The future teller came back. Brought another being like the child. Mature. But the same. After you left…the irish and nomads got nervous and smartly, I may add, said their statements and left. Aro offered the child and its mother sanctuary.” Demetri explained.

“Did they accept?” Amun asked

“Aro wants to check on other hybrids first. They would have had week but unfortunately, Bellas shield is a bit too strong and she could effectively hide her whole family as long as she would want. So, they are discussing who is going with to South America. We’ll be leaving tonight. But as he’s talking to Carlisle he thought it was best if I checked on my old coven.”

“So soon?” Muts voice was laced with a clear disappointment

Felix chimed in, sensing his friends own guilt rising. “It shouldn’t be too long. Caius and Marcus have concurred that Demetri would do good with some time away when we return.”

“It does appear I would need a place to stay a while, so if it isn’t too much trouble—”

“Of course. Your home will always be there.”

Mut and Amun hugged him once more before it was time for him to return. Kebi came forward as well,

“It will be nice to have you back again.”

Mut grabbed Tia's hand and urged Benjamin forward as well, "Well, before you go I would like you to meet your...siblings. This is Tia and Benjamin."

Demetri smiled at his old covenmate, and the two newer additions, nodding before he left once again “I look forward to getting to know you both. It seems we will have much to discuss upon my return.”

Tia and Benjamin smiled at him. Feeling happy to see a weight visibly seem lifted off of their parents’ shoulders. Excited to have more family to learn about. Curious to know what kind of life he had lived in the volturi. As the two caped vampires disappeared from view, Mut exhaled a sigh of relief and looked towards who nodded with watery eyes.

“Lets go home."

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"You've gotten much better Benjamin. It shouldnt take long for you to not have the need for your hands."

"I hope because without them it feels draining."

"Well, Demetri is coming within the week. No practice until he leaves."

"Do you worry he will tell Aro?"

"No, I worry he will say nothing. Lets not put him in an even more difficult position. He doesn't need to feel as if he has to take sides."

"Very well, father." Amun smiled at the young vampire. The two walked into the main living area. Amun seeing his wife and her sister both sitting across from eachother, Amun slid in next to his mate. She leaned against him, her scent held him ransom as he placed a kiss against her temple.

"Wheres Tia?"

"Leave her be Benjamin, she says shes working on a project. Its supposed to be a surprise. No gifts anywhere near her room."

"I would never." Mut put her book down and stared down the young boy, "alright, I wont do anything. Swear."

Life was peacefully mundane until Demetris arrival, he brought along a curious Felix and the family was delighted to see them both. Benjamin and Felix seemed to distract themselves with play fighting and videogames while Demetri tried to not feel as if were forcing himself in a place that was welcoming him in.

"Demetri would you like to talk about it?" Tia finally asked

"I'm sorry?"

"Come on, you and our father have lots to discuss." Tia grabbed his hand and sat him on the couch. Mut tried her best to stifle her gasp but Tia was done with secrets.

"Please Demetri, ask away. We promise we will tell you anything that may have been left out." Mut may have answered but Amun knew it would be up to him to be honest about his past.

There were a million questions running through his head, he wasn't sure he was ready to learn about his own unfortunate circumstances. Why even save him? After everything? After..."I would like to start at the beginning, if that works for everyone. I would like to know about Sekhmet."

Somewhere Amun felt his wounds begin to slowly stitch themselves back together. A healing he never thought was possible in his lifetime, "The humans knew her as the Goddess of War.."

[braveclementine]

We Get Some Help

Warnings: 18+readersonly, smut, jealousy!fucking, pet names, personality sharing, harsh fucking, restraints/bondage, pet names, Lord kink, ragdoll treatment

Copyright: I do not own any Twilight characters or locations. I do own Davina Mikelson and Marcel. I also own the backstory for my OC. I do not condone any copying of this.

Carlisle, Esme, and I were now walking rather hurriedly after an Egyptian man- Amun- as we tried to convince him to come with us.

"Amun, please!" Carlisle begged as I tiptoed lightly after him.

"I cannot help you, Carlisle." Amun said, stopping long enough to turn and face us.

"We're not asking you to fight." I whispered. "Just to look. Our kids are in danger."

His mates face softened a little bit at my begging, but Amun was not so easily persuaded.

"I wouldn't ask if it weren't urgent." Carlisle said, putting a hand on Amun's arm.

At that moment, the water in the fountain started shifting upwards, creating a barrier between the exit and us. Carlisle and Esme looked at me.

I shrugged, "It wasn't me."

I looked across the water to see a younger man, quite handsome looking in fact, his hands raised, looking over at us, "I'd like to hear about it. I never get to meet any of Amun's friends. He likes to keep me hidden."

There was a young woman next to him as well. Must be his mate.

"I can't imagine why." Carlisle answered and I honestly couldn't pick up if it was sarcasm or not.

The young man let the water drop and as it went to splash all over us, I took control of the water, making it shape into two large balls, resting above the palms of my hands before I let it settle back down into the fountain gently.

"Hasn't anyone ever told you it's impolite to splash guests?" I asked with a smirk.

He smirked back and we all moved to meet each other at the other end of the fountain.

The boy reached his hand out to me first, "Davina." I said.

"Benjamin." He said, "Nice to meet another elemental."

"Only water." I said, withdrawing my hand.

"Carlisle." Carlisle said as his hand was shaken next.

We sent them on their way, moving to Japan next.

There was a nomad there named Toshiro. He told Carlisle that he would debate coming to Forks and would think about it.

As Carlisle and Esme turned to leave I said, "You might think that you would be safer staying here. But Aro will know whether or not you even decided to come for a split second. And that split second. . ."

And with that I disappeared into the shadows, letting him think my words over.

And finally, we returned with the very last witness. Alistair. A nomad. I honestly couldn't stand him as I sat in the front seat, pitying Esme who was sitting beside him.

Bella and Edward came to greet us out front.

"How many came?" Carlisle asked in greeting of Edward.

"Eighteen." Edward said. "You have some good friends."

I guess Toshiro hadn't shown up. Pity.

"And Alice?" Esme asked.

Bella just shook her head, making Esme pull her into a tight hug. Marcel was leaning against the door frame of the house, waiting for Esme to come in.

"Where's Caroline, Nik, and Sammy?" I asked Bella.

"Upstairs with Seth and Leah." Edward said. "They like staying away from the vampires. It makes Leah's skin crawl."

I smirked, disappearing into the house. I winked at Benjamin as I passed by, smiling at Tia- his mate, as well. I could see everyone else that had shown up.

Two from the Amazon coven, all of the Egyptian coven, three Irish, Garrett, Mary, Peter, Charlotte, Randall, Alistair, Charles, and Makenna. They were all nomads.

I greeted all of them with a breezy, "Hello," and then made my way up the stairs to join my kids.

I could hear Carlisle and Esme rejoining the others downstairs.

Not only were Seth and Leah upstairs with my kids, but so were Embry and Bree, binge watching the Marvel movies.

"Hey kiddos." I said, making my kids turn around and leap into my arms.

"Mom!" Caroline said happily, "Guess what Niklaus can do?"

"I thought I said no powers?" I questioned.

"Yeah, but we didn't know Nik had powers until a few days ago." Caroline said with a grin.

I turned to look at Nik with a small smile. "So, what can you do?"

"I can mimic other vampire's abilities." Nik said solemnly.

"Really?" I asked, astonished.

"Yes. All I have to do is touch them, and then I have gained their ability." Nik said, touching my hand.

That would make him one of the most powerful vampires on the planet if he lived for a long time.

"But I wouldn't do anything bad if I was the most powerful vampire." Nik said easily.

"So you touched Edward I'm assuming?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes." Niklaus said, drifting back to the couch to pick up another book. "I think having several powers would make great use in the upcoming battle."

That made my blood turn cold. "Niklaus! You aren't even a year old! You aren't even six months old! You can't possibly think that you are going to be fighting in this battle! And even if you were a year old you wouldn't then!"

"But if I could just touch this Jane person everyone is so scared about I could turn her power on herself!" Niklaus protested.

"Absolutely not." I said coldly. "You are not fighting!"

There was a silence downstairs. I wondered if everyone had left or if they were just listening in.

"But mom!" Niklaus said.

"No!"

"Yes!" Caroline said with her puppy dog eyes. "No one can catch me. And I'll teleport Niklaus around so that he can take people out!"

"No!" I said furiously. "This is not a game! CARLISLE!"

Carlisle was at my side in an instant, looking warily between me and the kids. "They think they are going to fight." I spat angrily, even though it wasn't him I was angry with. I wasn't angry at them either. I was frustrated. I hated Irina.

Carlisle sighed, trying to be diplomatic. "You three will not be participating in the battle. Do you understand? It is to dangerous. Not only for yourselves, but for others. Especially you two Care and Samuel. Leah and Seth might get hurt trying to protect you if you are reckless. And someone else might get hurt trying to protect you Nik. You will sit the battle out and if you don't, you'll be grounded for a whole year afterwards."

Pretending that we were going to still be here after the battle.

"Besides." Carlisle said, sounding optimistic. "It's not even going to come to a battle, so there is no reason for you to get involved."

I felt myself relaxing, believing his words too.

It wasn't the last of their conversations, but as I kept them down at La Push with Seth and Leah- mostly to get Leah out of the house so that she didn't kill and vampires when they intended to go hunting- the conversations were rarely disputed.

Bella was also trying to learn how to fight. Edward absolutely refused to teach her. Emmett didn't really teach her- more beat her up in a sense.

There were a few others that attempted teaching her. Garrett in particular was an incredible teacher. In fact, he was incredible altogether. I absolutely loved his attitude and charisma. We got into rather heated debates about the Beatles. He was from the Revolutionary war era and therefore, deemed anything British as terrible.

"But the music didn't enslave you." I argued heatedly. "It's good music!"

"It's British." He said firmly.

"I swear I will force you to listen to it. Besides, British accents are hot."

Carlisle coughed discretely behind me. I ignored him.

"Well then you have poor taste in men." Garrett said, red eyes narrowing.

"I have excellent taste in men, thank you very much." I smirked, jabbing a thumb over my shoulder at Carlisle who buried his head deeper into his book.

Garrett stared at me a moment longer before carefully saying, "You know, I've been to every battle in history."

"Ah?" I questioned, trying to figure out where this was going.

"And though I wasn't at the bombing of Fort Knox, I was there for the aftermath." Garrett continued, gauging my reaction.

I set my jaw in a harsh manner, "That's what you want to talk about?"

"I believe you're innocent." Garrett pointed out.

"What a relief." I muttered.

"Carlisle would never have married you if you had been guilty." Garrett said with a shrug.

"Alright, can we not talk about this." Carlisle muttered from behind us.

I giggled, "I didn't realize you were a part of this conversation."

Carlisle glared half-heartedly at me. I pressed a kiss to his lips and then turned to Garrett. "The others are gathering outside."

"Ah, let's take the debate to the fresh air and get some more intelligent opinions on British shit."

"For the record, The Beatles are one of the best bands out there." I said, firmly believing this to be true. "What? You don't like Harry Potter either?"

"Never watched it nor have I read the books." Garrett said stubbornly.

"And now you need to be forgiven for your sins." I quipped.

Kate had just grabbed Bella's arm, electricity rushing through her hands. Bella didn't even react and Kate said, "oh, yeah, she's a shield all right. Should put her on her ass."

I saw that Carlisle and Esme had joined us as well.

"Or your voltage has been exaggerated." Garrett claimed from behind her. I snickered.

Kate turned, undeterred, holding her hand out, "Maybe it only works on the weak." She wiggled her fingers dauntingly and I smirked.

"What's with the hesitation Garrett?" I teased. "A Beatles song would've been over by now."

He glared at me, moving his hand out to touch Kate's.

"Garrett, I wouldn't." Carlisle warned.

"Don't ruin my fun." I said with another smirk, this time aimed at Carlisle as Garrett touched Kate's hand. There was a zap of electricity and Garrett fell in pain on his knees.

'KNEEEEEEL' Loki's voice rang through my head and Edward rolled his eyes. I wrinkled my nose at him.

"You are an amazing woman." Garrett said slowly, staring up at Kate. I grinned.

Suddenly, we could hear fast, vampiric speed like footsteps, approaching from another direction. That didn't make sense. All of the vampires were already here. We weren't expecting anyone else- unless Toshiro was going to show up.

"There's two of them." I said quickly.

And then I was off, sprinting towards them.

I could hear laughing and barking- sounds from Jacob training the new werewolves.

Then I heard a voice cry "Whoopa" and there was the sound of two sets of footsteps landing on the ground.

I came to a stop, nodding a hello to Jacob and the others.

"Well hello beautiful." The one with white hair said.

I raised an eyebrow as the others- Carlisle, Edward, Eleazar, Kate, and Tanya- came to a stop behind me. I saw that Jacob had three other wolves with him, all very gangly and uncoordinated. I hadn't met these yet.

"Vladimir, Stefan." Carlisle greeted them with just the slightest hint of annoyance. "You're a long way from home."

"What are they doing here?" I heard Kate ask from behind me.

"We heard that the Volturi are moving against you." The white haired one said. Was that Vladimir? Or Stefan? Would've been better if Vladimir had been called Damon. That would've been incredibly satisfying.

I heard Edward sigh somewhere around me.

"But that you would not stand alone."

"We didn't do what we were accused of." Carlisle said.

"We do not care what you did, Carlisle." The white haired one said in a bored tone. Oh my. . . his accent. . .

"We have been waiting a millennium for the Italian scum to be challenged." the darker haired one said.

I was going to go out on a limb and guess that the white haired one was Vladimir. I was going to throw a fit if the hot one had a terrible name like 'Stefan'.

"Mom." Edward hissed under his breath.

"Sorry." I hissed back.

"It's not our plan to fight the Volturi." Carlisle amended quickly.

"Shame." Hopefully Vladimir said and I smiled. I was really liking this Vampire. He tilted his head to probably Stefan. "Aro's witnesses will be so disappointed."

"They enjoy a good fight." Maybe Stefan said with a bit of a chuckle.

"Aro's witnesses?" Eleazar asked, stepping forward and Carlisle turned to look at him.

"Aww." Possibly Vladimir said with a slight click of his tongue. "Still hoping they'll listen?"

I exchanged a look with Carlisle, "What is he talking about?"

Carlisle just shook his head as we made our way back to the house. Once there, Eleazar gathered everyone to explain- first the two new vampires- and then this news about 'Aro's witnesses'.

"When Aro wants someone from a coven it's never long before evidence turns up proving that coven committed some crime." Eleazar started out saying.

"So he's done this before." Bella asked.

Everyone was there. Every coven member, ever nomad, even our kids and the few werewolves that hung around.

"It happens so rarely I never realized it was a pattern." Eleazar said.

"Apparently he always pardons one person whose thoughts he claims are repentant." Carlisle said from the couch.

"This person always has an ability." Eleazar says, his arms still crossed, still leaning against the windowsill. "And they're always given a place with the guard."

"This is all about Alice." Edward said.

"And that's why she ran." I whispered.

"Why does he need witnesses?" Emmett asked.

"To spread the word that justice has been served." Alistair spoke up from his corner. "After he slaughters an entire coven bigger than his own."

Amun and Kebi were the first to move, walking towards the door. "Benjamin, Tia, we're leaving." Amun announced.

"And where will you go?" Edward questioned. "What makes you think they'll be satisfied with Alice? What's to stop them from going after Benjamin next?"

Amun pointed a finger at me, "She can do the same!"

"Minus three elements." I retorted.

"Or Zafrina or Kate." Edward continued, ignoring the both of us. "Or anyone else with a gift, anyone they want. Their goal isn't punishment, it's power. It's acquisition. Carlisle might not ask you to fight, but I will. For the sake of my family, but also for yours. And for the way you want to live."

There was silence, everyone eyeing each other. Jacob was the first to stand to his feet, Seth and Leah joining him, "The packs will fight. We've never been afraid of vampires."

"We will fight." Tanya said, her, Carmen, and Kate rising to their feet from the other couch next.

"This won't be the first time I fought a king's rule." Garrett said and I smiled at him.

"We'll join you." Benjamin spoke, drawing Amun's attention to him.

"No."

"I will do the right thing, Amun." Benjamin said, giving me a slight nod. "You may do as you please."

"We will stand with you." Zafrini said.

"So will we." The Irish Coven said, standing up as well.

All the other nomads did not speak, nodding instead.

"That didn't take much." Vladimir (who was the white haired guy) muttered to Stefan.

"Let's hope it doesn't come to that." Edward said.

"We'll see." Alistair said to Carlisle. I glared at him. He left the room first, leaving everyone to look after him.

Everyone started to prepare even more. If not to talk, then to fight.

Meanwhile, I kept my sights on Japan, specifically Toshiro. With Marcel's help, we got the military cameras of Japan up and running, taking in his whereabouts. He was making plans to come to Forks.

I hoped he got here sooner rather than later.

And a few days later, he did.

None to soon, as when he arrived, only hours later did I catch sights of the Volturi in the city. I showed him the cameras, several vampires looking over my shoulders. "I did warn you they would come for you." I said to him.

"And I am here now." Toshiro said with wide red eyes.

I nodded and Marcel shut the cameras down, wiping out the fact that we had even used them.

A few days later, I was sitting in the living room on Carlisle's lap as Edward talking strategy with him and Emm bear. Several others stayed in the room as well.

"Jane and Alec will try and take me out first because I can anticipate their moves." Edward said.

"To bad we don't all have your shield." Garrett said. Kate was standing next to him, rather close and I smiled.

"Doesn't help me fight though." Bella pointed out.

"No, but you could help the rest of us." Tanya said. "If you could project it."

"What do you mean?" Bella asked.

"I mean shield someone other than yourself." Tanya said and I wanted to add 'duh'.

"Is that possible?" Bella asked.

'Obviously if she's suggesting it' my brain thought and Edward glared at me. 'Sorry'.

"Gifts can be developed. Over time." Carlisle said softly, running his hand over my hair. He was wearing a blue sweatshirt. This was the first time that I had seen him wear something other than his doctor uniform or something formal. They were usually all so formal. But now it was like they had dropped the charade.

"At first, mine was just in my palms." Kate said. "Now I can radiate it all over my body."

"How do you do it?" Bella asked urgently. "Tell me." She grabbed Kate's hand.

"Ow." Kate said flatly.

They decided to move things outside. Carlisle and I stayed put for the time being. I snuggled into his chest. "Everything is going to be alright." I murmured. "Probably."

"Reassuring." Carlisle said. I knew he was trying to jest, but everything was to tense for that.

"You know what we need to do?" I asked quietly.

"No." Carlisle said.

I slid the hoodie off his shoulders. "First, we should go back to our house. Just some alone time for the two of us. You can take all of your anxiety and frustration out of me rather favorably. And then we'll have a nice long hot shower. And then, you're going to put on your fancy dress clothes, okay?"

"Sounds nice." Vladimir said from behind us rather suddenly, "Mind if I join?"

Carlisle glared at him over my shoulder.

I chuckled quietly, placing a kiss on Carlisle's forehead. "I might've let you if your name was Damon," I said with a smirk, "Shame."

Vladimir chuckled, disappearing again somewhere upstairs.

"So?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

Carlisle scooped me up into his arms, racing away from the main house until we reached our little cottage.

"Oh darling, I'm going to ruin you."

For the first time in a long time, I saw Lord flicker behind Carlisle's eyes.

The minute we entered the bedroom, I completely submitted under him. Our clothes were on the floor in scraps and we were on the bed, cottons sheets fluffing upwards at the sudden two-person landing.

Carlisle's hands were firm and heavy on my hips as he pressed a very slow, teasing kiss to my pussy before diving in with his tongue and teeth.

I let out a pleasured moan at the feeling of his cool tongue and my hot core mixing together. It was almost ultimate pleasure and it was only heightened as Carlisle groaned, shooting vibrations up my lips to my clit.

"C-C-Carlisle." I whimpered. There was a soft coil in my stomach, but I needed more. Carlisle, much to my demise, pulled away, kissing down my thighs instead. I whimpered again.

He chuckled lowly under his breath, the lowness shooting tingly feelings to the core of my stomach. "Patience darling."

"I- I'm not very patient." I muttered.

"I know." He grinned. He maneuvered himself over my body, one arm wrapping around the base of my neck to pull me into a kiss, the other unexpectedly plunging two digits into my wetness.

I moaned into his mouth, lips parting. His tongue entered my mouth, clashing with mine for a few seconds before I submitted again at the overwhelming feeling of his fingers plunging into me over and over again, his palm hitting my clit every time he thrusted in.

The coil started to build up again, but once again, not enough. "Carlisle, please." I begged, throwing my head back.

"Mmm, eyes on me darling." Carlisle said, his lips trailing down my jaw to my neck, biting and sucking, leaving large purple bruises that started healing very slowly. Once he reached my breasts, he started to lick and kiss them. He took a nipple into his mouth, sucking and swirling before biting and then moving to the other one to repeat his actions. Meanwhile, his fingers seemed to move even faster and his thumb started swirling patterns on my clit.

My eyes started to tear up as I tried to keep my eyes on him to the best of my ability. "Carlisle I'm gonna-"

"No you're not." Carlisle said simply with almost no emotion, flicking his tongue out over my right nipple, making me writhe and moan again. "Hold it."

I whimpered, tears falling down my face, body shaking, pussy clenching around his fingers. His pace increased even more, the speed of his thumb almost mind-blowing. My toes clenched tightly, trying to relieved some of the tension.

"Words darling." Carlisle said.

"Please Carlisle, please." I begged. "Please, I wanna-"

"Beg better than that baby." Carlisle said, his eyes slowly becoming black as he moved lower, adding his tongue to the mix of fingers at the start of my core.

I attempted to buck my hips but his other hand kept my waist down firmly. "Please Carlisle. Please. I wanna cum. Please?"

"Mm." Was all he said, with a slight dip of his head and I let go, white fuzzy shock washing through my body. I could feel his tongue working me through my orgasm, this thumb not letting up though his fingers had pulled out of me.

He pulled away from my pulsating core, moving over me. His once blond, now more strawberry blond, hair hung in his eyes, his pink tongue darting out to catch every trace of my arousal and I found myself getting wet just at the sight.

"Delicious as always sweetheart." He growled.

I whimpered as he flipped my body over before slamming himself into me without warning. Though it was unexpected and unusual of Carlisle, I had told him to take his frustration out on me.

And Fuck if I wasn't enjoying it.

I had honestly never felt better.

My fingers clutched at the bedsheets as he pounded into me, every stroke bringing such immense pleasure I didn't think it could get better. But it did. Slowly with every other thrust it got better and better, the coil in my stomach started to tighten and contract and tighten again. And I was so sure I was going to burst.

"CARLISLE!" I whimpered.

"Absolutely not." He growled in my ear. "Don't you dare."

And it was most definitely Lord in control.

"My Lord, please." I begged, a few more tears slipping down my cheeks. "Please! I-"

He forced his fingers into my open mouth, choking me rather effectively as he pressed his body down against my back tightly, hitting me at a new angle that made my eyes roll into the back of my head.

"Fuck Davina." Lord growled. "You're fucking mine."

I would've mumbled 'All yours' except that I couldn't. So I just did the best to nod my head and whine pathetically.

My arms were trembling, trying to hold myself up in the position that he wanted me in. One of his arms wrapped around me, holding me up himself. "I fuck you so good you can't even hold yourself up."

His fingers retracted from my mouth. He pulled me up a little straighter, his cock ramming into me at a new angle once again, hitting my cervix over and over as I whimpered, moaned, and fucking mewled.

I was putty in his arms, melting. "Fuck, Lord. Feels so good. I'm so close. Please let me cum. Please Lord."

He chuckled darkly, his thrusts slow, and I nearly cried in frustration. "Fuck darling. Missed this fucking pussy. Missed you wrapped around me like this."

Even in his darkest moments, Carlisle was almost never like this.

And I knew what had made him snap.

Vladimir.

I almost wanted to make a joke, tell him Vladimir would let me finish, but I held my tongue. I wasn't entirely sure I wanted to get punished tonight.

Oh but teasing was so much fun. . .

And then my orgasm hit me like a truck, flowing down his hard cock which didn't stop its thrusts, wringing out my orgasm until it started feeling like overstimulation. His fingers reached down, finding my nub and I let out a scream of blinding pleasure as a second- third?- one crashed down on me.

Carlisle pulled out, flipped me over, and slammed back into me as my back was on the bed. "Gonna watch that pretty little face of yours as I make you cum over and over again. No one else can make you feel this good. You're mine, yeah?"

"All yours Lord. All yours." I whimpered, my hands finding themselves in his fluffy hair. I was so glad that I was a vampire werewolf hybrid thing because if I was human, I would've broken under his amount of pleasure. As it was, I was trying very hard to keep it together.

He attacked my neck and upper chest with kisses and bites, as though determined not to leave an inch of my skin unmarked. I gripped his shoulders, nails dragging down the marble like back of my husband.

I knew if I could sweat, I would be and I was glad that there were a few human things I could not do.

The pleasure was starting to become even more immense and I cried out his name again.

"You gonna cum for me baby?" Lord said, his eyes the blackest I had ever seen them. "Gonna fucking cum all over my cock and prove that you're mine?"

I whimpered and whined at his words.

"Yes! Carlisle! Lord! Yes! Please! Please don't stop! I'm gonna cum! Carlisle please."

Lord moaned above me, a deep sound that ended me, another orgasm rushing through my body, heating it up, sending white flashes through my head.

"You look ravishing like this." Carlisle growled lowly, staring into my face with hunger and passion. "Fuck you're squeezing me so good. M'gonna cum darling."

I had no answers as I felt him release into me, his release long and large. Slowly, very slowly, his eyes started to return back to gold, thrusting his hips just a few more times before he pulled out of me slowly.

Our mixed release dripped from both his cock and my pussy onto the bed sheets but neither of us cared. I was to busy gauging Carlisle's reaction as he came back from Lord's control.

Carlisle blinked a few times and then leaned over me, a cautious expression on his face, "Are you alright? I didn't hurt you, did I? I wasn't to rough or anything?"

I giggled, wrapping my arms around him, kissing him on the lips. "If flirting with a few guys is all it takes to get you to do that, I'll be flirting with every guy in sight."

Carlisle growled into my neck, "Or you could ask nicely and spare me the jealousy."

I giggled again, pressing soft kisses to his own neck, "Deal. But really, Carlisle, it was wonderful. I had no idea your mind could be so dirty."

Carlisle buried his head into my shoulder. I kissed the top of his head. "Ready to go back?"

"No." Carlisle said, sliding his hands to my hips, flipping me over so I was above him, and settled me back down on his cock, both of us hissing as the sensitivity of everything before it was healed. "How about another eight rounds?"

I smirked, "Ten."

Carlisle pulled my face down to meet his in a crushing kiss before pulling away a little and said, "Well then, you better get to riding me."

"Yes sir." I quipped and settled down to my task.

[simpfordemetri]

omg i loved ur aftercare hcs for alistair ! do u think you could do one for amun pls ? thank u and i love ur work <3

AFTERCARE WITH AMUN

He is not an overly affectionate man but when its comes to you he is,and specially when you two just had sex

Intimacy is important for him as well as aftercare

He will make sure to wrap you in blankets and then in his arms,praising how good you did

All type of questions are asked

“Are you hungry?Thirsty?

“Did i hurt you”?

“Want a shower”

“Are you cold?”

And the list continue

He will make you rest for at least a couple of hours

Play your favourite movie or TV show in a TV device you obligated him to buy for you

If not,he will play some music

Forehead kisses are a must as well as back massages

He will dress you up in comfy clothes later

Lots of compliments for you and just him being soft

[carovolturi]

About Amun and Kebi(the egyptian coven), what are your thoughts on their relationship? Amun chose Kebi for her obedience and beauty😬, but is Kebi a person at all? Did she had a choice in turning? Does she really love Amun(back in the day Amun and other vampires pretend to be gods🙄)? Does she knows about feminism? Why can't she leave Amun? Stockholm syndrome? I am willing to bet a lot of money that Amun has cheated on her and was planning to make a harem before he was dethroned by the Volturi.

Hello again, and thank you for the ask :)

Given the fact that Kebi was a slave, I highly doubt she was given a choice about turning. As to whether she has any genuine affection for him/why she can't or won't leave him...the Twilight wiki states that "[t]hey seem to love each other[;] however their relationship is one more of master and slave, with Kebi barely having a voice and following Amun's commands without question."

If I had to guess, Kebi's slavery-altered (i.e. unnaturally submissive or "loyal") human brain was frozen like that when she became a vampire, and thus she's never had the impulse to rebel against Amun (even if he's cheated on her) because "rebellion" is no longer even a word in her vocabulary at this point. Even if she wasn't a slave for the entirety of her human life, it's very likely--considering that vampires canonically forget much of their human lives, and that she's thousands of years old--that she has no memory of not being a slave. Which is absolutely Terrible.

I also think it's Terrible that we don't hear a peep about this from any of our "Good Guys"--but since they're secondary characters & pretty much everything that doesn't have overt implications for Bella/Edward/Renesmee in Breaking Dawn gets filtered out; and since Stephenie Meyer casually throws out in an earlier book that one of the Cullens literally fought to defend slavery in the United States & then never meaningfully addresses it again ( 🙃🙃🙃), I can't exactly say that I'm surprised.

Oh, Stephenie...

[fxngsfxgxrty]

Amun Affection Headcannons.

REQUESTED : By anon.

Sorry for the lack of content, Uni has been kicking my arse and I finally decided to at least try so it’s not my best work but oh well! Sorry anon I know it’s been a while but hope you all enjoy anyways

- Amun is very private man who will rarely show any type of public affection especially in front of his coven. So he’ll keep his hand at the small of your back whenever you’re near, keeping you relatively close to him at all times.  

- However, there’s a massive change in his behavior when you’re in private and he’ll love to just hold you in his arms, pressing you into his cold chest as he runs his fingers over your arms and back.  

- There’s a somewhat alarming protective instinct in Amun, meaning that he’ll constantly try to keep you at his side or at least in his sights. No matter where you go, he’ll be hovering and making sure you’re safe.

- Amun loves when you both lay in bed, gently caressing each other, whispering sweet nothings in your ears as he speaks of your combined future.

- He makes it abundantly clear that the two of you are not to be disturbed under any circumstances unless it’s a coven emergency. He values your time alone greatly and believes it’s an essential part of your relationship.

- I think his love language is a mix of quality time and gift giving.

- Amun loves getting you pieces of jewellery, trinkets or lavish clothes and seeing you model outfits. It makes his undead heart flutter seeing you happy and excited.  

- After a long day Amun would retire to his room and bundle you into his arms, holding your frame within his embrace.  

- I think he would love to relax by reading aloud with you lying draped over his chest, caressing your bare skin. Also, he would love to tell you funny stories of the old kingdom and his ‘glory’ days to make you laugh.  

- Finally, he would never admit it aloud, but it makes him feel whole watching you sleep so peacefully in his arms and allowing him to be your safe space.  

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

Would Benjamin leave Amun and kebi after the events of breaking dawn? Sorry if you have already answered this

I haven't, actually.

My hope is that Benjamin and Tia leave eventually, but, sadly, I think Breaking Dawn only reinforced Benjamin's fears.

Amun controls Benjamin, keeps him in hiding and from leaving the coven, by instilling deep fear in Benjamin of the Volturi. Amun tells him what happened to Demetri, how all Aro had to do was snap his fingers, bring Chelsea, and Demetri has now been enslaved to them for a thousand years.

Benjamin is told every day of his life since he was turned that if the Volturi ever catch wind of him, he can kiss his freedom goodbye, and that he owes everything to Amun who created him and keeps him safe.

Well, what happens in Breaking Dawn?

Benjamin gets at least part of this story confirmed. Eleazar's over there talking about how covens were massacred on false charges so as to steal gifted coven members, the Volturi attack the Cullens on a trumped up charge of immortal children to presumably gain Alice for themselves (and make an offer to Benjamin while they're there).

Basically, everything Amun has been saying for years is being confirmed over the month Benjamin stays there. Then, of course, he witnesses for himself as the Volturi seem to plot how to best attack the Cullens even when their charges are revealed to be false.

The Volturi are corrupt and if they could very well use Chelsea to enslave Benjamin and recruit him into their dread army.

I think this makes it unlikely that Benjamin will leaving hiding, leave Amun and Kebi, any time soon. At least, not until the Volturi are taken care of.

So, sorry, Benjamin's stuck in that cave for a while yet.

[clarasogatsby]

Everyone always admires Carlisle for turning others into vampires, and how hard it is to stop so that he doesn't kill anyone but can we just appreciate a young Benjamin (what 5 years into being a vampire and basically living in isolation thanks to Amun, unless he is feeding) and he consciously makes the decision to seek out Tia and changes her before bringing her back to meet Amun and Kebi. Hats off to Benjamin!

[therealvinelle]

Do you have any thoughts about vampires that could hail from the Eastern world? I've always found it strange that Twilight is so laser focused on the western world when countries like China, Japan, and India have been around far longer than most modern countries. Though given Meyer's track record with writing non-American vampires, it's probably for the best especially considering how the Egyptian coven is made up of four people out of thousands of years of history.

Relevant post, adjacent post.

Not so much, though whatever they're like they'll still have to follow Volturi law which means they're going to be careful with their hunting, staying out of the sunlight, and defending their territories. I have nothing more specific.

I actually don't mind that the Egyptian coven we meet is just Amun & friends. He's been living in hiding for centuries, for all we know there could be tons of nomads wafting in and out of Egypt or even other covens. We don't know, though I can also accept Amun's coven being the only one: by all accounts (well, my math anyway) there simply aren't that many vampires in the world of Twilight.

It would have been great to see vampires from the rest of the world, but I think I'll agree with you that it's probably for the best that we didn't. Throwback to the Amazon women being described as "wild" and "less civilized".