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braveclementine · 10 months ago

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Gonna Give All My Secrets Aw-a-ay

Warnings: 18+readersonly, smut, fingering, breast worship, pet names

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.

Davina P.O.V.

Birds are annoying. I mean, seriously. When you're trying to sleep and they're just going "Cheerp cheerp! CHEERP CHEERP!" Honestly, it sounds like they're screaming.

The pain had been immense, the way I imagined being a vampire and being set on fire must feel. You know, if you're set on fire alive. They weren't kidding when they said becoming a vampire was painful.

I much preferred the vampire diary way. Drink some vampire blood. Snap your neck. Ba bam- you're a vampire.

I wondered how long it was exactly that I was out. I knew it ranged anywhere between two to five days, depending on where the venom was injected and lots of other lovely factors. The stronger the heart, the shorter the time. And if the venom was injected into the heart or near it, then it was more on the two to three day side.

Of course, the ending brought tears that couldn't spill to my eyes. Watching memories. I could see everything that had ever happened in my life play backwards. From the pain, to the wedding, the Marcel's changing, to the newborn fight, to spying on Seattle, to being in Kentucky with some of my family, finding out I was a werewolf, Sam's sister, and then there was Laurent trying to kill me, Edward telling me about them leaving, being in the hospital because of James, coming to Forks, the last few years of working to get a plane ticket, the bombs going off, Azim and I kissing, Azim and I laughing, meeting Azim's parents, going to gymnastics meets and Tae Kwon Do competitions, learning military strategy, moving to the base, being back in Forks, running around with Paul and Sam, swimming in the ocean, Kol's birth, Josh arguing with Sam's mother, a four year old playdate with Tyler Crawley, and then being born in a hospital.

My eyes snapped open. The pain was gone. Good. It felt like I had been burning for years.

The first thing I heard were birds and I almost groaned in annoyance. But I could also hear squirrels crunching on nuts, rabbits sprinting through the forest, a mountain lion- or maybe a bear but it definitely had hunting feet- walking over stone and rock, the violent flapping of hummingbird wings.

Feeling wise, I could feel the soft fabric of the sheets beneath me. Soft, fluffy, and warm. I could also feel that I was wearing something made of silk, but I didn't move my head to look down quite yet.

As for the smells. . . I could smell so many different smells. There was cinnamon, hyacinth, pear, sourdough bread, pine, vanilla, leather, apple, moss, lavender, chocolate, lemon and lime, tomato sauce, almonds-ew-, roses, jasmine, lilies, plastic, and so many other different smells. The strongest smell was seawater.

I took in a shuddering breath, feeling the air move through my lungs, but not really. I looked around the room. The ceiling was white, dust motes flying in the air. I could read the titles of all the books on the shelf across the room.

I sat up slowly, moving my legs over to the side of the bed, getting to my feet. I caught sight of myself in the mirror and stared in horror at the red eyes. My dark hair and pale complexion gave me a Snow White complexion. I was just missing the blue eyes.

I had been lucky with my complexion though. I had been captured in a mid-tan state, my dark skin coming out only after being in the sun for long periods of hours. I now looked Half-Cullen like, Half- Quileute like and I loved it.

I pursed my lips at the choice of dress Alice had clearly dressed me in. It was a green colour that balanced out the skin and eyes nicely. Except for the fact that I was not wanting to be in it. I much rather wanted to wake up in jeans and a T-shirt.

I could hear voice downstairs and I could distinguish Emmett, Jasper, Carlisle, Alice, and Bree's voices.

I darted down the stairs, stopping in front of Alice, my arms crossed angrily.

"Davina!" Carlisle said in surprise, "You're up early."

"Early?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"It's only been two days." Emmett said, looking me over, "Looking good Mama bear."

"Really Alice?" I questioned, gesturing to the dress. "Really?"

"What? It's a wonderful dress to go on your first hunting trip in." Alice said, putting an elbow on Jasper's arm.

I looked at her incredulously, "You want me to go hunting in. . . this?"

Jasper shifted uncomfortably, "That's what you care about?"

I looked up at my favorite son, "What do you mean?"

Jasper looked confused, "I don't understand this."

I stared at him blankly and then looked around for an explanation. Bree was the one who answered, "He means. . . you care more about the idea of your hunting attire than thirst."

"Oh." I said, thinking. I concentrated on my throat but I didn't feel anything. "Where should I feel. . . hungry?"

They all stared at me in surprise, "In your throat." Emmett explained.

I concentrated and then shook my head, "Maybe I'm just not thirsty yet."

"Maybe we should go hunting anyways." Carlisle suggested, reaching out to take my hand. I slid my hand into his, feeling the smoothness of his palm, the creases where the lines were, and finding that he was no longer cold nor hot, but that we were the same temperature now.

I looked up at him, staring into his honey coloured eyes and then reached up to kiss him on his lips. He tased wonderful, like things I couldn't even put into words. His lips were hesitant against mine and full. I pulled away, smiling, "Let me go change."

"No." Alice pretty much growled at me.

I sighed, "Yes, let me try tackling a grizzly bear in this dress. It'll get ripped and I actually kind've like it."

"You could go nude." Emmett said, grinning and winking at Carlisle who rolled his eyes.

I actually kind've liked the idea.

Jasper shook his head, drifting away from the room. I looked after him, my smile fading, "What's wrong?"

"He has never seen a newborn with this kind of self control." Alice said and then drifted after him.

"Oh. Great. I'm still weird even after my death." I muttered.

"I don't know." Emmett said in a serious voice, smirking. "You haven't quoted Harry Potter once since you've awoken. You might be going sane."

I stuck my tongue out at him and then tugged on Carlisle's hands. "Come on then."

Carlisle and I exited the house. It was a sunny day and I stared, my hand outstretched as the sun bounced off my skin, sending sparkles out, glittering across the pavement. I stared at Carlisle whose face was glittering.

"You look so handsome." I murmured, wanting to take him to bed at that moment.

Carlisle smiled and I felt my heart do flips. Well. . . not my heart, but ya know.

"And you look absolutely breathtaking." He breathed.

"Except the eyes." I said with a sigh, preening as he swept a strand of my long black hair back from my face.

He gazed at me, sliding his thumb across my cheek and I relished the feeling of his hand. "Even with the eyes you are stunning."

"Well," I said, taking his hand, squeezing it lightly. "Let's go hunt some animals and make them gold."

Carlisle nodded, "Ready?"

I nodded, preparing myself, and then started to run.

It was amazing. It was better than my motorcycle. I flew across the forest, laughing a little, and when we reached the creek, I leaped without thinking, feeling myself almost fly as I crossed the water.

I landed lightly on the balls of my feet, continuing to run, thinking of nothing but the wind caressing my skin and then- Carlisle stopped me.

"We don't want to go to far." He purred. His eyes were raging between black and yellow and I smirked.

"Well hello, Lord. I see you're trying to make an appearance."

"Well," the eyes became completely black, "You look completely ravishing like this."

"You've completely taken over Carlisle." I complained lightly, walking my finger sup his tight sweater.

"He's trying to figure out your self control so he's to distracted to try and take over." Lord smirked before smashing his lips to mine.

Oh yes. I liked where this was going.

My back hit a tree, making the plant shake underneath my body. I barely felt the bark scraping against my impenetrable skin, pushing back fiercely against Lord's lips. So rough and smooth and delicious.

His hands ripped the dress from behind and I tore his sweater off of him. I growled, seeing the light blue buttoned up shirt underneath. "You wear to many clothes Lord."

"Blame Carlisle." Lord growled, biting at the skin on my neck. He pulled back and murmured, "I can leave a bruise. Good."

I chuckled before using strength and speed, sending the both of us crashing into an opposite tree as I pressed against him tightly.

And then I paused, lips hovering above his, "The kids?"

Lord's black eyes melted, becoming tawny again and Carlisle actually shook his head like he was trying to clear his mind. HIs eyes lingered over where he'd ripped part of my dress, revealing the top of my cleavage. He cleared his throat and said, "I do apologize for that. And they're at our house. We can go see them after we hunt."

I nodded, my mind focused solely on the hunt. "Let's find a few rabbits then."

He raised an eyebrow, "Rabbits?"

"Or squirrels." I muttered, thinking back to Vampire Diaries. "That's what they eat in Vampire Diaries."

Carlisle chuckled, reaching out his hand. I took it without hesitation. "Let's find you a mountain lion, shall we?"

I laughed lightly, running again. This time, I led, following my heightened senses to a cave.

"Can I just walk in there and eat it?" I questioned.

Carlisle seemed a little anxious and muttered, "Maybe we should find deer instead."

I raised an eyebrow. "It's not like the mountain lion is going to hurt me."

The mountain lion suddenly paced out of the cave, growling at me.

I could smell it, and while it was appealing, it didn't send me wild like I thought it might've. I stalked forward, avoiding its claws, and bit down into the neck.

I tasted the blood, gushing into my mouth. It was. . . sweet? I don't know how else to describe it. It was satisfying, but it tasted different and I realized that was because I was dissecting the different tastes of the blood. I could taste the water, the salt, and even the plasma. I wrinkled my nose a little bit, trying to ignore the taste that way.

I pulled back once I was done. I had done pretty well, I thought. I'd barely spilled any blood on my dress. I turned to look at Carlisle who had a strange expression on his face.

"What?" I asked, racking my brain. "Did you want some?"

"It's not that." He said softly, coming over and pulling me into his arms. "It's just. . . well first it's very hard watching you drain something that would normally kill you. And for another, you're thirst didn't take you over. You were very calm in your feeding. And. . . you also didn't seem to enjoy it."

"Well." I said, frowning slightly. "I've always liked big cats. Maybe I should go after a bear instead. Those scare me. I might not feel as bad about killing a bear than a cat. And well, for another, it was the taste."

"What do you mean?"

"I could taste the individual components of the blood." I explained, wiping my bottom lip. "The water, the salt, the plasma, it wasn't the best taste in the world."

"Oh." Carlisle whispered, frowning deeper.

"Now can we go see our kids?" I asked.

Carlisle was still staring at me and I recognized this face from my months of interning under him. He was analyzing me like a data project. "Carlisle?"

He snapped out of it. "Our kids? Yes, we can go see them now."

"It's only been two days. . ." I murmured, "What are they like?"

"They're wonderful." Carlisle said with a small smile, "Come on, I want you to meet them."

"Are they. . . have you noticed any signs of danger from them at all?" I asked in worry as we ran back, not to the main Cullen house, but our small cottage.

"Nothing." Carlisle said and then frowned slightly. "They bite a lot. Esme- she's the one whose been helping me take care of them but she hasn't told anyone else about them- she said that when our little girl bites, she doesn't feel anything. But the boys are venomous."

"Two boys and a girl?" I breathed out.

Carlisle nodded, "The boys are identical. The girl looks more like me."

I smiled. "What did you name them?"

We stopped running once were in front of the front door to the house. Carlisle stopped me, picking me up into his arms, carrying me across the threshold before kissing me on the lips.

I giggled as he set me back down on my feet.

"I'm letting you name them." Carlisle murmured.

I shivered, nervous. I already had boy names in my head, but nothing for the little girl.

"Carlisle?" Esme's voice floated out the door. She appeared, holding a very small baby with long golden locks in her arms. My breath caught in my throat at the sight of my daughter.

"Oh." I gasped.

Esme's hold tightened around the baby. "They're still part human Davina."

Carlisle wrapped his arms around me tightly. "Breathe deeply."

I was nervous, not wanting the scent of my daughter to attract me. I let out a stuttering breath and then breathed in.

I could smell honey, cinnamon, and parchment, like the way Carlisle smelled. And I could smell her blood which smelled sweeter than the mountain lion, but it was nothing. I felt nothing. I was still relaxed in Carlisle's arms and then asked, "Can I hold her now?"

Esme was shocked, looking from me to Carlisle.

"Maybe you have a self control gift." Carlisle said, but he didn't relax his arms. I sighed, staring a the blond girl.

"She doesn't look like she's two days old. . ." I whispered.

"She's around three and a half months." Carlisle whispered behind me.

Fear spiked through me, "So. . . she's aging much faster than normal?"

"Yes." Esme said. "All three of them are."

"But- but then- then they might not live very long." I panicked. Venom stung at my eyes and I quickly blinked.

"No, they might not." Carlisle said, kissing my cheek.

"Oh." I whimpered.

"Esme, I think she's alright." Carlisle said, letting go of me.

I stepped forward cautiously, extending my arms for the little girl. Esme handed her over and I shivered. Her skin was warm, her heartbeat faster than I thought it should be. Her eyes were ice blue and I looked at Carlisle, trying to imagine him with blue eyes.

He smiled a little, "I could put contacts in if that helps your imagination."

I giggled a little, the sound lighter and less horse-goat-sheep sounding than it used to be. More like an angel now I guess. "Sorry. Personally, I was thinking your eyes might've been green."

"Sorry to disappoint."

I was suddenly by his side, pressing my lips to his, our daughter between us, "You don't disappoint me. Ever."

Then I pulled away and was in the babies room in a heartbeat. The two boys truly were identical, around the same size as their sister.

"Do you have names?" Esme asked me quietly.

I nodded, "For the boys anyways."

The only difference between the boys was that one of them had short black hair while the other one had curls and they were a tad degree lighter.

I handed the baby girl back to Esme with reluctance, picking up the one with straight black hair. I held him out to Carlisle and said, "This is Samuel Carlisle Cullen."

Carlisle smiled, kissing the top of my head, before taking his son into his arms. I turned back, picking up the last baby, looking into his eyes and said softly. "This is Niklaus Kol Cullen."

Niklaus after the hybrid. Kol was after my brother.

I turned to the girl, having no idea what to name her. Nothing seemed to fit her right. Kijana? Jasiri? Temperance? Kisa? Naomi? Camille? Luna? Kiara?

"Caroline. . . Elizabeth Cullen." I finally decided.

"Those are all wonderful names." Esme decided.

I hesitated and then asked, "I feel so normal. Why?"

Carlisle shook his head, "This could be your gift. Self-control."

"Do the children show any signs of gifts?" I asked.

"Not yet." Esme said. "But of course, they might not be able to have gifts. Or maybe they'll develop later."

I nodded and then looked at Carlisle, "I need to make a call."

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I paced by the treaty line. I was terrified, unsure. Carlisle stood nearby. He had promised to be there so that I wouldn't hurt them.

"They're coming." Carlisle said and then laughed quietly. "I didn't have to tell you that."

I smiled a little. "It'll take some getting used to, I'm sure."

Sam appeared first and I was surprised he wasn't in wolf form.

I felt a smile break out over my face at the sight of him. "Hey Sammy."

"Hey shorty." He said, grinning. "You look. . . yourself. 'Cept the eyes."

I shuddered, "I hate the eyes. But. . . Carlisle thinks I have the gift of self-control. Yay I guess. I was kind've hoping to be able to shoot lightning from the sky but I'll take what I can get."

Sam raised an eyebrow, looking between Carlisle and I. "She really hasn't changed at all."

Carlisle chuckled, "No. No she hasn't."

"How is everyone?" I asked. "Have you heard from Jacob at all?"

Sam paused and then said, "How about you come down on the Rez."

I blinked. "What?"

Sam sighed, "Billy, Sue, Old Quil, and I. . . well we might've come up with a late wedding gift for you. We decided, as you're basically the wolves mother, you could come down on the Rez. You're the only one, mind you, although Carlisle, you're not that bad."

"Thanks." Carlisle muttered, but he looked worried, "Are you sure you're okay with this?"

I paused, glancing over at Sam and then sniffed tentatively. I cocked my head to the side, "You don't smell."

Sam looked surprised and then said, "You don't smell either. Well, not bad anyways."

Carlisle looked stunned. "I don't understand this at all."

I tilted my head, "Could it be because I'm- or was- half werewolf? So maybe I don't have an aversion to them?"

Carlisle hesitated, "I need to research this."

He was in front of me in a flash, taking my face in his hands, kissing me hard. I kissed back fiercely, wrapping my fingers into his hair. We kissed until Sam cleared his throat. "I'm as romantic as either of you, but I don't like watching my little sister kiss anyone."

I giggled, pulling back from Carlisle. "I'll see you back at our house, okay?"

Carlisle kissed the side of my head, pulling away slowly, and then he was gone.

I hesitated on the brink of the treaty line before carefully stepping over it. I looked around nervously and then said, "No booby traps?"

He chuckled. "None."

I reached my arms out hesitantly and then he pulled me into a hug. I inhaled his warm, comforting smell. Like jasmine and spices, sweat and leather rolled into one. I sighed. "I'm glad you smell the same."

"What do I smell like?" Sam questioned.

"Jasmine, spices, sweat, and leather." I mumbled, feeling embarrassed. "It's a good combination."

"Hmm." Sam said, pulling away, wrapping an arm around my shoulder, pulling me through the forest. "And you smell like honey, almonds, peaches, and lime."

I growled. "I know I smell like fruit. I've been told several times."

Sam chuckled.

Very soon, we were at Emily's house.

"Umm, Sam." I said in a small voice as Emily came out to greet us. I grabbed his shirt, hiding halfway behind him.

"Davina!" Emily cried happily, stopping short of me. I hesitated, almost trembling behind Sam. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt Emily. I noticed Jared and Paul emerge, looks of excitement on their faces too.

"Hey Vampire mom!" Jared called, jogging over.

I shivered.

"It's alright Davina." Sam said. "You're not going to hurt them."

I inhaled deeply, smelling for Emily's scent directly. And though I smelled her, though her blood smelled divine, there was no unnecessary craving for it.

I let go of Sam's shirt a little, taking a few steps till I was closer to Emily, but still hesitating. "Hi." I said softly.

Emily threw her arms around me, taking me by shock, making me freeze. Sam was there in a second, worry in his eyes until I very slowly put my arms around her.

"That wasn't so bad." I mumbled as she pulled away.

Sam seemed rather relieved. "So. . ."

"I mean. . .you smell good." I said half-heartedly, still really nervous. Though I couldn't smell the werewolves as awful, my nerves were tingling like I knew I was being surrounded by enemies, "But I'm not craving after your blood. Or any blood for that matter." I frowned a little. "I hunted a mountain lion today. It didn't taste as good as I thought it might."

"You hunted a mountain lion?" Jared asked with a grin. "What was it like?"

"Boring." I said slowly. "It kind've just stood there while I killed it. Maybe it was in shock?"

"But you said it didn't taste good?" Sam asked, frowning slightly.

I shifted uncomfortably. They were okay with this conversation? "Well. . . I could taste everything individually. The water, the salt, the plasma. It wasn't very good. The water was most potent in taste, but it didn't taste. . . it didn't taste like blood really."

"Interesting." Jared said.

"Mom!" Seth's voice called from behind me and a brilliant smile lit up my face. I turned, dashing towards him and wrapping my arms around him. I was very careful not to squeeze him to tightly though.

"Hi Seth." I said with a grin.

I could hear Jared and Paul complaining behind me about how I hadn't hugged them.

I darted till I was in front of Jared and Paul and hugged both of them too.

"Paul imprinted." Seth offered.

My eyes lit up, "Really!"

Paul rolled his eyes but he was trying not to smile either. "Yeah. Jacob's sister. Rachel."

"Quil imprinted too." Jared said.

"Really?" I asked, astonished. "Did everyone imprint while I was dead?"

"No." Seth said glumly. "I haven't. Neither has Leah or Embry or Jacob or Collin or Brady."

I ruffled Seth's hair. "Well good. You're to young for love."

Embry and Quil showed up sometime later. I found out that Quil had imprinted on a two year old named Claire, who happened to be related to Leah and Emily.

Privately, I was thinking that it made sense they were imprinting on each other's family members. Jacob was a powerful member of the wolf family. Which meant his sisters' technically had the gene too. So it made sense for Paul to imprint on one of the sisters. And anyone related to Leah, Seth, and Emily would have strong genes too from Harry's side of things. Same with Quil's blood line.

I didn't stay long, not wanting to overstay my welcome for one thing, but also wanting to get back home to Carlisle.

Unfortunately, Paul still wasn't good at keeping his nose out of other people's business. "So what are you going to do tonight?"

I raised an eyebrow. "I have no idea."

"So you and doctor aren't going to. . . get it on?" Paul smirked.

I wish I could've blushed. I scowled at him instead, putting my hands over Seth's ears. "Not in front of the kids dumbass."

Paul snickered.

I got to my feet, swooping down and kissing Sam on the cheek. "I'll come back soon, I promise."

"Stay safe." Sam said and I smirked, rolling my eyes.

And then I was gone, running back for the treaty line, back into the forest, and back to my house.

Our house.

Carlisle and mine house.

I stepped inside.

"Carlisle?"

Carlisle was in front of me in an instant. "Shh, they're asleep."

"They sleep!" I said, delighted.

He nodded, smiling slightly. "Did you have a good time at the reservation?"

I nodded, "I was very happy."

"Good." Carlisle whispered, moving his lips to the skin underneath my ear. "Mm, do I get you all to myself tonight?"

I giggled, "Yes you do."

"Good." Carlisle growled.

Before I knew it, we were in our bedroom, on the bed. I was under him, his dark gold eyes practically glowing.

I yanked him down to me, my hands wrapped in his reddish-yellow locks, pulling his lips to crash down on mine. He growled against my lips, his tongue fighting for dominance against my open lips. Except this time, I could hold my own fight.

Our tongues mixed together, creating new sensations while his hands traveled down to my shirt. He didn't even bother unbuttoning it, ripping it in half instead and I was grateful that it was a new top I hadn't gotten attached to yet.

I rolled over, pressing him down to the bed, gripping his hips with my legs, squeezing tightly as I tore his shirt apart, blue buttons flying and scattering across the floor.

I pressed my lips right above his pants line, licking a stripe all the way up his chest, his neck, all the way to his earlobe before nipping at it. He growled again, his fingers pulling at the stretchy leggings I was wearing, pulling them downwards and they were discarded as well.

My fingers worked fast, undoing his belt, yanking it out of the belt loops, tossing it away. It fell to the ground with a dull clink. I unzipped the black dress pants, pulling them down quickly. His arms were behind my head in an instant, his body pressed against mine and I could feel his member pressing against my mound.

Our mouths moved furiously in sync with each other, our hands tangled in each others' hair. I moaned against his lips as one of his hands traveled down to my heat, rubbing my clit with lightning fast speed between his fingers.

The sensations were even more erotic as a vampire. They hadn't been lying when they said your emotions were heightened. This was at least ten times better than when I had been human.

"C-C-Carlisle." I moaned out. "Please."

He plunged three fingers into me, thrusting them in and out at a furious pace, rubbing my clit even faster.

My eyes rolled back in my head as I clutched his shoulders before I bit down on his bottom lip, his fingers bringing me over the edge, and I released all over them.

I could smell the arousal now, bitter and exotic and sharp. Carlisle slowly pulled his fingers from my warmth, sticking them in his mouth, licking them clean.

I wanted to ask if that actually tasted good, but didn't want to ruin the moment either.

Carlisle smashed his lips to mine again, flipping me back over on my back into the pillows. I could taste myself on him, something that seemed highly erotic and actually somewhat pleasant. My tastes and his tastes all mixed together.

"Carlisle." I growled, missing the fullness between my legs. I rolled over so that he was pressed into the sheets, angling myself to go down on him.

His hands shot to my hips, thrusting me back into the pillows, before pounding into me. He bottomed out and I gasped in pleasure, eyes rolling backwards before I recovered, bucking my hips to get him to move.

He moved in and our, faster than I thought possible, even with the speeds we could run.

I was a whimpering mess under him, surrendering to him completely. "Carlisle , please!"

"What baby? What do you need?" Carlisle purred lowly in my ear, his dick a blur as he thrusted in and out of me.

I whimpered, wanting more, "More, Carlisle, more."

"More what baby?"

My eyes rolled back into my head, my hands gripping his shoulders.

I had no idea what I wanted more of, I just knew I wanted more. "Faster."

The fuck? Could he go faster? Something was wrong with my br-

He thrusted even faster and I was practically screaming underneath him. His mouth, lowered to my breasts, flicking out at my nipple. The overstimulation was overwhelming. I barely got his name out as I clenched around his cock and milked it for all it was worth. He didn't stop, pounding me through my orgasm, drawing it out, chasing his own release.

The sensation was more than white static. It was a burning white fire that made my toes curl and now I saw how it had taken Emmett and Rose weeks to leave their house. I never wanted to leave this. I wanted Carlisle and I to continue going forever.

We were blessed with such short refractory periods it wasn't even funny.

This was probably going to be my favorite extra curricular activity outside everything else.

"CARLISLE!" I screamed as he twisted my nipple tightly between his smooth dexterous fingers, pulling it, sending the jolt straight to my clit at the same time I came.

My entire body was shaking and her wrapped one arm around me. My legs, wobbly, I jerked forward, the both of us landing off the bed and onto the floor. We didn't even break rhythm, barely noticing the stone floor beneath the both of us. Carlisle simply rolled over onto the carpet, pulling me on top of him, thrusting upwards into me.

We couldn't even get sore.

Carlisle moved his lips to my throat, biting, licking, sucking at my skin, purring with delight as large purple bruises popped up on my skin.

I growled, trying to mark him the same way, and failing. That caused enough confused for the both of us to slow down and observe things.

When we finally came to a complete stop, I was breathing shallowly and so was he. Carlisle ran his hand over my neck, observing the bruises.

He pulled out slowly, causing our combined juices to pool out onto his stomach and he chuckled lightly, kissing me.

"Let's take this to the bathroom, shall we?"

I wasn't as ecstatic, touching the bruises.

"Carlisle, what's wrong with me?" I asked in a whisper. "My skin marks, I don't thirst after blood, blood doesn't even taste that good to me, and I feel completely normal!"

Carlisle pulled me into his arms, carrying me to the bathroom, "There's nothing wrong with you darling. Maybe. . . maybe your gift delves farther than self control."

"So what is it?" I asked.

"Maybe it's more of a. . . normality gift. A gift that keeps you human in a vampire body. I wonder. . . " he drifted off, thinking deeply.

"What?" I questioned.

He looked at me, pulling out the handle on the bathtub- which by the way was huge- and let it fill with warm water. "I was wondering if you could eat human food was all."

I frowned slightly. "But vampires-"

"Vampires also can't bruise." Carlisle said, smiling almost sadly, running his fingers over my hickeys.

"Am I not a vampire?" I questioned. It was overwhelming and venom welled up in my eyes. "Did something go wrong during the transformation?"

"No." Carlisle said. "The only thing that could go wrong is you died. But you didn't. You are a vampire Davina. That much is obvious by the eye colour, the speed, the strength. You have all the physical attributes of a vampire. But when it comes to feeding, that's where you're different. I think it must relate to some sort of gift."

"Carlisle, if my skin can bruise, doesn't that mean I could be killed easier than a normal vampire?" I whispered quietly.

Fear flashed through his eyes for the briefest second. I knew he was thinking about the Volturi and the enemy I had made myself out of Jane.

"I. . . I don't know. There's no way to test it without hurting you either." Carlisle whispered. "I can't test it on you. I can't let anyone else test that on you."

"But evidence suggests it, right?" I questioned softly, throwing my arms around his neck, holding him to me.

"Yes." He said quietly.

I sat there for a long time before he slipped both of us into the bathtub. "It's okay." Carlisle whispered, "We'll figure it out. Everything will be okay."

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Harry is who high school kids would define as a nerd, he loved going to class and studying, he was just good at school work and saw nothing wrong with liking it. He signs up to tutor students at the middle school down the road where he ends up helping Lottie Tomlinson, younger sister to the ever popular and gorgeous Louis Tomlinson who is also a senior and in a few classes of Harry's. Harry might have a crush on him and not so sure how to act around Louis but hopes he can get close to the other boy and learn everything about him.

🤓 Want You More Than A by TheCellarDoor / @donotdialnine {M, 77k}

Falling in love with your step-brother’s best friend is a disaster enough. When he happens to be the boy everyone loves and you’re a nerd who wears sweater vests and cries during rom-coms, it takes it to a whole new level.

😎 I hear you calling in the dead of night by Thelonelycoast {M, 72k}

No one really notices Marcel Styles. In fact, Marcel’s so invisible that if his teachers don’t call on him in lessons - and they rarely do - Marcel can go whole days without speaking to anyone other than his mum, his sister, Gemma, his cat, Dusty and the school librarian, Alma. And if he just so happens to have a tiny, miniscule crush on the footie captain, Louis Tomlinson, well, that’s no one’s business but his own. Until Louis notices him back...

🤓 Webs of lies by Hazzaslittle28 {E, 35k}

"Truth or Dare?" The question was delivered with a nasty smirk from Drake's side,

"Who do you think I am? Of course Dare." Louis scoffs before leaning back and adjusting his skirt,

"Very well than. Your dare is to play Styles for two months until the dance." Louis frowns at the odd dare,

"Why would you- you know what? Okay I accept it. Louis Tomlinson never looses a dare." He smirks sultrily before plucking the cigarette from Drake's mouth and taking a drag out of it.

"Let's see then."

Or The au in which The popular is given a dare to date the nerd, hearts will be broken, words will loose their meaning and tears would be shed.

😎 The Library Universe (series) by @allwaswell16 {E, 33k}

Harry Styles has a great life. He’s a children’s librarian at the New York Public Library, he’s got wonderful friends, and he loves cooking, green tea, yoga, and his collection of bow ties. He doesn’t mind that his life seems a little structured, maybe even a little boring. But when Louis Tomlinson joins the library staff as the new Installation Coordinator, things become a lot less predictable. Louis gets under his skin right from the start, bossing Harry around, making noise during story time, and eating the last cupcake in the staff lounge. Louis may be almost offensively attractive, but Harry will not be succumbing to Louis Tomlinson’s charms, even if the rest of the library staff have.

🤓 Supposed to Be by kikikryslee / @flamboyantommo {M, 26k}

“I’m making a movie for a film competition, and I want you to be in it,” Harry told Louis. “I think you would be a great leading actor in it.” “Why?” “Because it’s you. I mean, who wouldn’t want to know all about the amazing Louis Tomlinson? It would be a great movie.” “You don’t have some weird crush or, like, secret obsession with me, do you?” Louis asked. Harry bit his tongue so he didn’t say “Ew, I have standards.” He didn’t think that would go over well. Of course, that was assuming Louis understood what that meant.

Or, the Geek Charming AU where Harry's a film geek, Louis' a popular jock, and they both need each other to get what they want.

😎 He Was a Different League (When I Was Nothing Much) by @afangirlfantasy {NR, 21k}

Sick of being alone, Marcel is forced (by Niall) to join an online dating app. The idea is well and all, except for the inconvenient fact that he hasn’t moved on from his childhood sweetheart - Louis. If only Marcel could learn to let go, he might actually be able to love again.

Or, an AU where finding that 'someone new' actually leads to finding that 'someone old,' and Marcel is painfully oblivious.

🤓 taken by lust’s strange inhumanity by CuckooTrooke / @larrydoinglaundry {E, 20k}

One of the reasons Harry said 'yes' in the first place was because he believed Louis Tomlinson, the campus’ most notorious “bad boy”, would be here.

And much to Harry's triumph and dismay, Louis is here but the last time Harry got a glimpse of him, he had a pretty omega wrapped around him, clinging onto the flaps of his leather jacket while nosing his scent glands.

Maybe that’s just the story of Harry's life; always infatuated with the wrong people.

OR The one with all the jealous snarling, awkward first kisses and one unforgettable night.

😎 Won't Keep You My (Dirty Little) Secret by @lovelykits {E, 16k}

“I got asked out today,” Louis comments. “Okay,” Harry shifts. “Did you hear me? I said I got asked out.” "You always get asked out.” “Yeah well this time they didn’t believe I had a boyfriend!”

Or Louis and Harry have been together since the end of last year and somehow no one knows about it.

🤓 Kings by dolce_piccante / @haydolce {T, 13k}

Marcel receives an invitation to his ten year high school reunion, which brings up some painful memories of his youth. His lifelong best friend and roommate, Louis, is as supportive and kind as ever, but Marcel still has hesitations. Louis was Prom King. Marcel...was not.

Will Marcel make the reunion a night to remember with his former classmate, Zayn, who is newly wealthy, handsome, and reveals his childhood crush on Marcel? Or will Louis finally realize what everyone else has known all along?

😎 blinded me with sweater vests by veterization {T, 13k}

Marcel really is the geekiest person Louis has ever seen with that gelled hair and that horrendous sweater vest, so it sucks that Louis really, really wants to get to know him.

🤓 A Real Work of Art by @lululawrence {NR, 11k}

“I don’t understand,” Liam said for probably the fiftieth time in ten minutes. “You have to explain again how this is a bad thing.”

“Leeeeyummm,” Harry whined into the phone as he leaned his head onto his desk. “I felt like this year was my year for getting his attention, you know? That senior year I would finally get Logan Thompson to realize I exist! But he’s in almost every single one of my classes, Li. How am I supposed to survive that?”

“Easily,” Liam answered, with the same matter of fact tone his voice always took when Harry was in one of his fits. “He doesn’t know you exist, so it shouldn’t be a problem. Right?”

Or the one where Harry calls on an old friend, the super popular Louis Tomlinson, to help him change his look to capture the heart of Logan. Things only mostly go as planned.

😎 your heart is glowing (and i'm crashing into you) by orphan_account {T, 11k}

If this were a fairytale, maybe even a Young Adult novel or a chick flick, this would be the moment where Louis would stare right into his soul and whisper, “You. It’s you, Harry,” before pulling him in for a kiss right there and then in the middle of the sidewalk. They’d confess their never-ending love for each other then hold hands for the rest of the walk home, and then they’d go to uni together and become the ultimate power couple of their campus. They’d start a family together a few years after they graduate, find a large house somewhere nice and preferably warm, get two pet dogs and five cats, and then adopt enough children to start a football team. If only men could get pregnant as well, Harry thinks wistfully. He’d love to carry Louis’ babies given the chance.

But. This isn’t a fairytale, nor is it a movie based off the latest YA bestseller. This is real life.

(harry is in love with love, volunteers to hand out valentine gifts for a week, and somehow becomes the football captain's secret admirer.)

🤓 I could give you what you deserve. by larryaresoulmates {E, 8k}

Louis is popular, Harry is his super nerdy tutor. Louis is the only one who's actually nice to Harry despite his nerdiness. Harry has a giant crush on Louis, but Louis has a boyfriend, who bullies Harry behind Louis' back.

😎 Convalescent Boy (with a Heart of Gold) by LadyLondonderry / @londonfoginacup {T, 7k}

Just as the professor beginning to mess with his powerpoint, the door at the back of the balcony creaks open and Marcel looks back to notice Louis Tomlinson, The Louis Tomlinson, slip in and take a seat in the very back.

Marcel is starting to feel like his life is a comedy. Only yesterday was Louis Tomlinson on his floor at the library. Now he’s in his seminar. What is happening?

“Hey Mars,” Nick says, not particularly quietly as he leans over. “Isn’t that your crush?”

Marcel smacks him.

Or, the one where Marcel is a nerd who loves to learn but loves to go to theatre productions even more, and may or may not have a long time crush on the lead in most of the plays, Louis Tomlinson. The same Louis Tomlinson who seems to be appearing wherever Marcel is. Funny, that.

🤓 Seems You Cannot Be Replaced by QuickedWeen / @becomeawendybird {M, 5k}

Harry and the popular boy in school, Louis Tomlinson, share a tension-filled night together when they're young. Fifteen years later they see each other again.

😎 it's kinda hot in here by ballsdeepinjesus {E, 3k}

“Is that a moth on your stomach?”

or nerdy harry is hiding some stuff under his dorky clothes and louis fucks him in a locker room

🤓 Lucky by @friendofhayley {E, 4k}

When Harry had moved from London to New Jersey he had been prepared for bad spray tans and Regina George. He hadn't been prepared to meet the best thing to ever happen to him.

If only he hadn't worn an ugly brown vest covered in cat pee when he met him.

😎 No Matter What They Say by ivorydreams {M, 3k}

It's not that Harry and Louis are hiding the fact that they're in a relationship. It's not them being ashamed of each other.

People just never noticed.

Or the one where no one knows Harry Styles, the 'nerd', and Louis Tomlinson, 'mr. popular football captain', are in a romantic relationship.

🤓 ❤ For Effort by @fallinglikethis {G, 2k}

When Harry Styles lets his team down during gym class, resulting everyone having to run laps, he expects the worst. But the backlash never comes.

Harry's crush, Louis Tomlinson, may or may not have something to do with that.

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Adolescent Antichrist (Book 6) Chapter Twelve

Father Figure! Lucifer Morningstar x Teen! Reader

Demon! OC x Reader

Chapter Twelve: I hate Politics, but I’m Campaigning

Summary: Lucifer has a big heart, and that means playing politics is hard for him. (Y/N) steps up to the plate for him.

Mouse Note: I'm back! So happy to be posting for you all again.

“Okay,” said (Y/N), pacing in front of the LGBTQ+ Breakfast Club. “Situation: Michael is trying to become God.”

“Ew, no,” said Olive.

“He would be a terrible choice,” said Leon grimly.

“Job: we have to stop it,” said (Y/N).

“Question!” said Noa, raising their hand.

“Yes,” said (Y/N), pointing at them.

“Is beating him up an option?” asked Noa.

“My dad doesn’t want any of us getting hurt, so no,” said (Y/N).

Noa groaned. “But he deserves it.”

“I know,” said (Y/N), sighing.

“So what are our options?” asked Marcel.

“Options,” said (Y/N). “Get Lucifer to be voted in as God or abolish Godhood.”

“Problem: both are going to be difficult,” said Em.

“I can’t imagine a lot of angels are fans of Lucifer after the rebellion,” said Olive.

“But how would we abolish Godhood?” said Noa.

“Yeah, we’re stuck on that option, even if it is my favorite,” said (Y/N). “So our plan is to go with Option 1.”

“We have to help Lucifer’s campaign,” said Em.

“How?” asked Marcel.

“Lucifer is going to be meeting angels and trying to get them to support him,” said (Y/N). “He needs to convince them he would be a better option than Michael.”

“So Michael and Lucifer are both playing the idea that the other is a worse option?” said Leon.

“Pretty much,” said Em. “While at the same time acting proud of their own accomplishments.”

“This is human politics,” remarked Leon.

“Don’t remind them of that. Angels are super proud of being not humans,” said (Y/N).

“What do we do to convince them?” asked Marcel.

“If you see Michael at all with an angel, let (Y/N), me, or Lucifer know,” said Em. “Get a photo, if you can.”

“If we know who is hesitating and who has picked a side, it’ll be easier to find the swing votes,” said (Y/N).

“And equally as important to know who could be a spy or part of some plot of Michael’s to hurt someone,” said Em. “It’s super likely that Michael will try to get into Lucifer’s head by getting someone he cares about in trouble.”

“Case in point,” said (Y/N), gesturing to their black markings.

“Should we talk to any of the angels?” asked Em.

“No,” said Em. “They weren’t fans of the Apocalypse nearly happening, so a reminder of that with the Four Horsemen will just make them upset.”

“They didn’t react well to me at the cookout,” said (Y/N).

“So it’s best to leave the interactions with Lucifer,” said Em. “Because they’ll react better to a fellow angel.” She paused. “Wow, I cannot believe we’re advocating for Lucifer to have the conversations.”

“No, I’m going to talk to them,” said (Y/N).

“I thought we established that was a bad idea.” Em leveled a look at their partner.

(Y/N) smiled brightly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Are you campaigning for Lucifer?” said Noa, leaning forward.

“Oh my god, you are,” said Olive, grinning. “Only need to change the focus from Lucifer to you, and it would be your campaign.”

“No, nope, nuh-uh, we’re not doing this again,” groaned (Y/N).

“What was it again?” said Marcel. “(Y/N)—the Responsible God?”

“I am still a fan,” said Leon. “And as some sort of Celestial, we get a vote, as well.”

“We should do a write in on the ballot for (Y/N),” giggled Olive.

“The angels would get a kick out of that,” said Marcel.

(Y/N) looked helplessly at Em.

“I’d be dating a god.” Em considered. “Not a bad deal. I’d support it.”

(Y/N) decided to go and bang their head against a wall.

(Y/N) hovered at the edge of Lux, watching Lucifer sit in front of Jophiel and speak to him. The drinks were flowing, and Jophiel was happily watching some of the dancers in Lux. (Y/N) narrowed their eyes and leaned on the railing. Judging by Lucifer’s expression falling and the way he stood and walked off, it hadn’t gone well.

Jophiel was on Michael’s side. Lucifer had a bad reputation among his siblings. He had always been a good man in the end, but no one could see that. They couldn’t even see that over the last few years he had really improved. He had learned from his mistakes and become responsible. He was even a good father.

(Y/N) sighed. No one except Amenadiel had witnessed his growth. They still saw just the Devil, the anger thrown out of the Silver City. Even if this wasn’t a campaign for Godhood, (Y/N) would want Lucifer’s siblings to see who he really was. They wanted them to see the amazing man their dad was.

And they wanted to kick Michael’s ass.

“Why bother, Lucifer?” said Saraqael. This time, Lucifer was meeting during the day before the party started at Lux because she was more…Well, she wasn’t like frat boy. “You’re not getting my vote.”

(Y/N) sat in the wings where no one could see them and listened quietly. The campaign really wasn’t going the right way.

“Yeah, I support you once in the rebellion, but then I had to suffer Dad’s passive-aggressive wrath,” said Saraqael. “And try climbing out of that proverbial doghouse. And it certainly doesn’t help your case that even Jophiel, who, let’s face it, is an idiot, even he thinks your pitch is lacking. Truth is I’m only here as a courtesy.”

Do angels realize how rude they all are? thought (Y/N).

“Saraqael. Sara,” said Lucifer. “What is it you truly desire?”

Never mind this is a terrible pitch. They could have groaned. Apparently they’d have to take a more hands-on approach to getting Lucifer to godhood by taking control of everything.

“You seriously think I’m going to fall for your little party trick?” said Saraqael.

“A not-so-wise woman recently suggested I lean into my strengths,” said Lucifer.

And he misinterpreted it. Undoubtedly, Chloe meant show everyone how he’d become responsible and intelligent and could grow from mistakes and could actually lead. Not…ask people what they desire.

“Too bad she didn’t teach you how to cut your losses,” said Saraqael.

“I learned I needed to ask not what angels can do for you, but what can you do for angels?” said Lucifer.

Not bad, thought (Y/N).

“I have no idea what that means,” said Saraqael.

Angels are all idiots, thought (Y/N). The idea of abolishing godhood for that simple reason sounded super appealing.

“It means you’re right,” said Lucifer. “I shouldn’t try to convince you I’d be a better God than Michael. What I should do is the one thing I can do better than anyone and that is grant favors. So, again, I humbly ask you, what is it you desire?”

Saraqael scoffed. “I’m an angel, Lucifer, I’m totally above the base passions and petty desires that humans fall prey to.”

(Y/N) scoffed.

“Oh my god.” Saraqael stared as someone entered Lux. “Is that Michael Voltaggio?”

There we go, thought (Y/N), rolling their eyes.

“You mean Top Chef champion Michael Voltaggio? Why, yes it is,” said Lucifer. “Hello, Michael.”

“You’re Lucifer’s sister, right?” said Voltaggio, smiling at Saraqael.

“Oh my god, oh my god!” said Saraqael excitedly. “Michael, is that really you in the flesh? I mean, you—I just—I can’t, I just, I—You!” She laughed nervously. “Your egg yolk gnocchi is divine, and I should know because I’m an angel. But you, you are such a bad boy, and I am feeling hungry.”

Ew.

“Anyway, Michael, would you excuse us for just a moment?” said Lucifer.

“Sure, I’ll just be over at the bar,” said Voltaggio.

“Okay,” giggled Saraqael.

“So, I have arranged for you to have the full Volt VIP experience,” said Lucifer. “A Friday night reservation for life at Estuary, his new restaurant in DC, Michael’s special recipe for rice pilaf, and…his personal phone number. In exchange, all I ask for your support.”

“Wow. I mean, I gotta hand it to you, Lucifer,” said Saraqael. “It’s gonna be really hard to say no after that.”

“Excellent,” chuckled Lucifer.

“Thank you so much,” said Saraqael.

“Well, truth be told, Michael owes me,” said Lucifer. “How else do you think he won Top Chef? That squab was inedible.”

“But still, I mean, this is a really big favor to ask,” said Saraqael. “You must really wanna be God.” She paused. “Actually…why do you want it so badly?”

Lucifer paused awkwardly. “Uh, well, you know, because who-who wouldn’t want it?” He didn’t really have an answer.

(Y/N)’s heart ached. He didn’t want to admit to everything that he wanted to prove himself worthy of something to people.

Saraqael looked at him. “Uhuh…Right…” She cleared her throat. “You know what? I actually need to think about this a little more?”

“Saraqael, I—”

“I should go,” said Saraqael. She stood and headed to the door.

(Y/N) looked at Lucifer’s dejected face, and they headed to the exit of Lux. They paused as they watched her look around to check if humans were looking.

“Saraqael,” called (Y/N).

Saraqael turned around in surprise and saw (Y/N). She paused. “Oh. You’re the…Antichrist.”

“I’m Lucifer’s child,” corrected (Y/N).

“Right,” said Saraqael, still looking at them hesitantly.

“Let me guess, Michael said to be worried about me?” said (Y/N).

“You are the Antichrist,” said Saraqael.

Great. (Y/N) closed their eyes and took a deep breath. “Okay. Yeah, I am. But I don’t want to hurt anyone. Can you listen to me without thinking about whatever Michael said to me?”

“…Very well,” said Saraqael.

“I think you should support my dad,” said (Y/N).

“Why? He doesn’t even have a reason to be God,” said Saraqael. “And he’s still…Lucifer.”

“Yeah, he is,” said (Y/N). “But he’s not the Devil. He’s more than that.” They paused. “And I think you guys have only seen that part of him.”

Saraqael looked at them.

They continued. “I mean, he wants to help you have a good experience with food, something you enjoy. He pays attention to what people want. Is that like the Lucifer you remember?”

“I…suppose not,” said Saraqael.

“And what type of God do you want?” said (Y/N). “Someone who’s going to ask you what he can do to you to help you out—which means he’ll do the same for the world—or someone who was telling God He was losing control of His powers to get Him to rely on them?”

Saraqael furrowed her brow.

“Lucifer wants to grow as a person. He knows he’s messed up in the past, and he’s trying to show his family he’s doing better and will keep doing better,” said (Y/N). “Michael can’t admit when he’s done something wrong. He believes he’s always right.” They paused. “You’re smart. You know that’s not a good trait. So, please, I know you’re still thinking, but make sure to consider how my dad and Michael act, not just what they say. Those are two different things. The world deserves someone who is good and isn’t thinking selfishly.”

Saraqael looked at them curiously. “I’ll keep that in mind…” Her wings came out, but she paused before leaving. “You’re not what I expected.”

“I hope in a good way,” said (Y/N), smiling.

Saraqael smiled slightly. “If you’re Lucifer’s child, then it means he’s done something right.” Flap!

She was gone.

I hope that means she’ll consider voting for Dad, thought (Y/N). They sighed. “I hate politics, but I’m campaigning,” they grumbled. This was hard work.

And we only have one swing vote left…

“I was wrong,” said Lucifer. He cleared his throat. “I know, it’s a miracle.” He carried two drinks to Zadkiel and sat down across from him. They sat in the penthouse, private and almost vulnerable. “But as much as it pains me to say, my rebellion was ill-conceived. Why? Because I did it for the wrong reasons. I rebelled out of anger towards Father, out of a desire to prove that I was better than him, but I’ve changed.”

Zadkiel leaned forward in interest and surprise.

Lucifer continued to speak honestly. “I’ve spent my time on Earth growing, getting over my…daddy issues.” He smiled softly. “I even found a child that reminded me of, well, me. And they’re…so good. They helped me realize how hard fatherhood really is.” He cleared his throat. “It made me realize how monumental our father’s job actually was and is now.” He looked at Zadkiel. “Those are big shoes to fill, but I promise you, Zadkiel, I will give it my absolute best.”

“Lucifer.” Zadkiel finally spoke. “Wow! That was well spoken. Emotionally evolved. Impressive.” He raised his glass, and he and Lucifer toasted.

“Impressive enough to possibly win over the Angel of Righteousness?” remarked Lucifer.

“I mean, no.” Zadkiel leaned back. “It’s always gonna be a no.”

Lucifer chuckled bitterly. “You don’t want to meet Michael Voltaggio, do you?”

“I’m just here for the whiskey,” said Zadkiel. “Jophiel said you bribed with top shelf. And to watch you grovel.”

Lucifer bit the inside of his cheek and grinned bitterly. “Of course it was never gonna work, was it?” He stood. “All that nonsense about making peace with Father and growing as an angel.” He downed his drink. “You know, the crazy thing is, it’s all true, but…it’s not the whole truth.” He hesitated before turning angrily to face Zadkiel. He was so fed up with all of the angels and all the struggle and everything he was trying to work towards falling through.

“Do you want to know why I’m doing all of this? Why I’m trying to become God?” Lucifer laughed mirthlessly. “I’m doing it for love. I’m doing it for the love of my child. Because they are nothing but goodness and kindness and everything that makes the world worth living in, and the world has never been kind enough to them. I want to be God so that I can give them a world they deserve. So that they can be safe and loved and just be them. And I cannot let them be forced to endure a world where Michael is God. Where Michael gets to say to our family how they should think of my child. Where he has the power to harm them. I can’t live with that. I want them to have the life they deserve. Because I love (Y/N) more than anything in world.”

He gestured wildly to the bar. “So there you have it, enjoy the top shelf.” Lucifer walked towards the elevator angrily.

Zadkiel watched him, a pensive expression on his face.

The doors slid open, and (Y/N) stepped out. They looked at Lucifer and immediately frowned.

“Dad? Are you alright?” asked (Y/N).

“I just…need a moment,” said Lucifer, composing himself enough to smile at (Y/N) as he stepped into the elevator.

Before the doors even finished closing, (Y/N) was storming towards Zadkiel. They glared, and he watched the shadows lash at the edges of the room.

“What did you say to him?” said (Y/N).

“I said that I wasn’t going to vote for him,” said Zadkiel, staring at them.

“He can take that, what else? He clearly wasn’t alright,” said (Y/N).

“He was speaking about the reasons he wanted to become God. He was talking about you,” said Zadkiel, looking at their reaction curiously.

(Y/N) groaned and fell back on the couch. “Oh, hell, this is his self-esteem again.”

Zadkiel leaned forward. To see Lucifer’s child’s perspective on him…it would be quite honest. Michael himself had said the Antichrist was rude and brisk even with God Himself.

They looked at Zadkiel and squared their shoulders. “Look. I know you don’t think he can do the job, but…he can. He thinks this is all about proving himself, but he doesn’t have to. You and all your siblings need to really see who he is. He’s—He’s amazing. From the first moment I met him, he was kind and understanding and accepting in a way no one else in my life ever had been. He protects me, he helps me, he supports me, he accepts me, he takes care of me, he does everything right as a dad! And even when he messes up, he tries to apologize and then do the right thing.” (Y/N) looked at Zadkiel with a fervent intensity. “You all just see the young Lucifer who rebelled. This isn’t him. This is Lucifer the dad. The one who has grown. The one who learns from his mistakes. The one who is humble for all his supposed arrogance.” They swallowed. “I trust him to do the right thing as God.”

(Y/N) sighed. “God needs to be someone who sees the big picture. I think all of you are thinking too small. You’re thinking just of each other and how your family interacts.” They looked at Zadkiel. “This is about Godhood. This is about the world. This is about everyone living on Earth. If God only talks to your family and appease the issues within it, they’ll ignore Earth. They’ll ignore the people. God needs to understand this world. Have a heart and a love for it and everything else in the world.”

They groaned and looked at Zadkiel, who just stared at them with interest. “You all are just talking about how Michael is with you all and how Lucifer is with you all. You’re all thinking too small. Even you. You’re the Angel of Righteousness, but even you haven’t considered that Michael considers himself above everyone else. Above the angels, yeah. But worse, above humanity. He doesn’t respect people. I can’t have a God like that.” They looked intensely at Zadkiel. “So, please. Don’t vote for someone who is only going to bring greed. Vote for a God with love. That’s all I want. That’s what I’d do, if I was in charge.”

(Y/N) stood. “Please. The angels are thinking about what they want. You need to think of what the world needs. That’s what matters.”

Zadkiel looked at (Y/N) long and hard. After a tense moment of just looking at them in assessment, he spoke. “Saraqael was right. You’re not what we expected.” He stood and held his staff in a strangely official stance. “I think our family is starting to like you.”

“This isn’t about angels liking me. It’s about them doing what’s right,” said (Y/N) simply.

Zadkiel smiled slightly. “Yes. It is.”

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galvanizedfriend · 4 months ago

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hiiii friend!!! how are you?? are your football dudes winning?? I get scared whenever they aren't 😭😭

So! I was watching a Klaus & Davina compilation, and when I opened the comment, I saw someone saying "grandpa & granddaughter duo" which, of course, instigated a whole family-tree-related discussion.

Now, I already know your general opinion about Marbekah & Kolvina, but have you ever thought about changing things in TW? I mean, I know Kol and Davina relationship is crucial for very few but very important plot points, but still... Have you ever thought of "fixing" the relationship of this family tree?

Also, almost off topic, but talking about TW! Are you going to address the fact that Bill and Care died in the same way? aka with their throat cut open and vampire blood in their sistem which literally drained them from their magic. Idk how much of Bill we will actually see, but it'd be nice to see a reference to this!

of course, this is pure curiosity and not judgment 😭😭 actually, it never is, but you know how tone deaf texts can be🥲🥲

Hope you have a good day, love u!!! xoxo

Hi, friend! My football dudes are currently ✨on vacations✨ which is a bliss! 😌 But sadly they do find ways to piss me off even before the season officially starts omfg. Liking sports is the worst thing ever, do not recommend.

I thought about doing lots and lots and lots of things. Like I've said before, TW isn't necessarily my dream version of The Originals or what that show would've turned out like had I been the mastermind behind it. It's just *a* version of The Originals, one that very deliberately follows the show's major plot points while trying to shape it into something I could have (personally) still become invested in. I wanted to add more depth to the characters, their storylines, their relationships, make sense out of their actions, give background to some of the stuff that seems to come out of nowhere and just basically write Caroline into the family and give Klaroline a happy ending, but preserving the storyline in a 'see? you could've still made this work' sort of way. Whether I accomplish any of that is subjective and not the point here, but it was my starting point. If I could go back, I might have done things differently, but I decided to stick to my original plan and that's where I'm at. The problem with Marbekah and Kolvina is that I simply do not care enough about them. "Fixing" those relationships, as in coming up with a different pair for Kol, if any, or never going down the Marcel/Rebekah line (which - ew) would mean having to wreck my brain trying to come up with completely new and improved additions to the story that would invariably alter a *lot* of things, essentially rewriting entire parts of The Originals that I do not care about. I'm not writing The Wolf to give Rebekah a happy ending or Marcel a better storyline. I love Marcel, don't get me wrong (I loved Rebekah too, but she's a barely there at all after S1), but he's not the reason I'm writing this. I do rewrite huge portions of the story, there's an entire new arc that doesn't exist on the show connecting it back to The Vampire Diaries, but it's all Klaroline-centered. Rewriting Kolvina or Marbekah would demand a huge amount of time and a level of commitment to these characters that I simply do not have. That's not to say that I don't do my best because I try to work with what I've got, I try to rationalize all of Marcel's actions, I give Kol more scenes with the family than he has with Davina, I care about the world building and that involves all of the side characters and what happens to them. But in order to actually change all of that, I'd have to give them way more screen time in order to develop the new lines and, simply putting it, I don't want to. lol I don't want to write 20k extra words of Marcel or Kol. I want to focus everything around Caroline and Klaus and add the rest of the cast into the mix whenever they become absolutely necessary or when they suit my purposes to push my Klaroline agenda. The one exception to that is Elijah. That's it.

Maybe a better, more engaged and committed writer would do a much finer job of fixing The Originals in its essence, but that's not what this fic is about. So I'm not a fan of Kol and Davina, but I also don't care enough about Kol to go out of my way to give him an entire new love interest in a side story that will have nothing to do with the main arc of the story the way I care about Elijah, for instance. As for Bill and Caroline, I'm not sure yet. I haven't actually written those parts. All I can say is he's dead and he's not coming back. He's not the same brand of bad father he was on TVD. I mean, he was awful, what kind of parent tortures their own child like that, but he's way worse in TW. He didn't just marry Stephen and move to another state, he walked out one day and never came back, essentially abandoning his family after tormenting Caroline for most of her childhood. So any parallels that could be drawn between them would be a bit more gruesome than just father and daughter being killed the same way. It would have to do with the fact that, in TW, Bill was killed because of what he was doing to his daughter, while Caroline died for her daughter. I'm sorry if this is all a bit disappointing, and please don't take it the wrong way, but I'm just being honest. 🙃 Hope you have a lovely weekend! ✨

#yokan answers #rosedforbes

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eddieredmayneargentinablog · 7 months ago

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New article: "Eddie Redmayne on 'The Day of the Jackal' physical transformations".

"The Oscar winner joined EW this summer over Zoom from New York, where he's been playing the Emcee in Broadway's Cabaret, to discuss the series adaptation of Frederick Forsyth's 1971 The Day of the Jackal novel, out on Peacock in November".

By Ashley Boucher for Entertainment, published on October 17th, 2024. Photos by Marcell Piti/Carnival Film & Television Filmed

Excerpts:

"I don't want to give anything away, but that you can perhaps con an audience into believing that you are from a different country and a different generation," Redmayne says, "was such a beautiful conceit in the script."

"The most important moment is bringing everyone together to make sure those things cohere," Redmayne says.

"For the transformation viewers will see in the premiere, he says, "I'd spent months trying to be really specific with the German language, but of course the second you are dressed in this prosthetic that completely transforms your age and perhaps his smoking habit, it was where you have to place the voice. So it was [speaking German] whilst also trying to then sort of drop a couple of octaves to try and make him sound like he'd been smoking 20 a day for 40 years." "It was all a challenge, but again, that's the stuff I get off on," Redmayne adds.

"Shooting in prosthetics in the summer in Hungary, but basically there's nowhere for the sweat to go under because it's glued onto your face. So they have to come and then prick the prosthetic with pins and then all of this disgusting sweat kind of oozes out. It was pretty gross, I'm not going to lie."

"But the most unnerving part of the transformations in Day of the Jackal came once the cameras stopped rolling. "What is really bizarre is at the end of the day, when you are standing in your boxer shorts sort of half naked with this older face on you — that looks very disconcerting," he says.

* Day of the Jackal premieres Nov. 14 on Peacock.

#eddie redmayne #eddieredmayne #redmayne #the jackal #the day of the jackal #entertainment #new article #peacock #new series

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So you've mentioned you have plans for Nino, Luka, Zoe, Chloe, and Sabrina in Enchantlings, and chances we can get some info on what those plans could be?

Since it might be a while until I get to draw them, sure!

Nino/Milo Kamal- He's just a random skater dude who's really into Alana. He's mostly a background character. He's usually super chill but gets kind of awkward around his crush.

Luka/Robin Clairmount - A nice guy generally. Kinda rebellious and is at a constant powerstruggle with his sister, trying to one up her (they still love each other sort of). Has a band, but he might as well be a solo act with how much he stands out. Will date Lisha at some point.

Sabrina/Myrtille Summers - The booksmart mean girl. Her dad is a very corrupt chief of police with a lot of dirt on important people, so she can basically get away with whatever she wants. She and her lackeys often bully Lisha and Alana because she thinks they're easy targets. Myrtille hates Lisha because of something that happened in middle school. Huge crush on Marcel.

Chloe/Colette Labelle - Lackey no. 1. Rich parents, walks in the same circles as Myrtille. They've been best friends since kindergarten. She's very one note and is dedicated to keeping her group's status in school and keeping them together. Status and loyalty is everything to her. She doesn't want others to gain entry into their little upper circle. She often motivates Myrtille to mess with Lisha.

Zoe/Cosette Labelle - Lackey no. 2 and Colette's younger twin. She's very close with her sister but not as close with Myrtille. She was hospitalised as a child and didn't get to attend kindergarten with them. She still follows the other two along enthusiastically, but she will eventually reach her breaking point when Myrtille and Colette go too far with a 'prank'.

Bonus!

Felix/Kevin McCormick - Ew. The absolute worst. The top jock in the school. Friends with Myrtille and Co. Super jealous of Marcel. Constantly scheming.

Lila/Gilda Contore - Weird girl who really really really really wants to get possessed.

#hehe how the tables have turned for the mean girls #i am so sorry luka lovers hes gonna be a bit of a douche here 😅#enchantlings #mlb au #nino lahiffe #luka couffaine #sabrina raincomprix #chloe bourgeois #zoe lee #felix graham de vanily #lila rossi #baka stuff #ask

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randomalistic · 1 year ago

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🎬 MY 2023 MOVIE LIST

THIS YEAR I WATCHED:

44 DIFFERENT MOVIES

30 NEW MOVIES 17 REWATCHES

28 ANIMATED MOVIES 16 LIVE ACTION MOVIES

I’ve also linked a few posts with my initial reactions/discussions

MUST-WATCH LIST: at least imo. teehee.

Puss in Boots: The Last Wish (2022)

Labyrinth (1986)

ParaNorman (2012)

The Last Unicorn (1982)

Nimona (2023)

Guillermo Del Toro’s Pinocchio (2022)

Wreck-it Ralph (2012)

How to Train Your Dragon (2010)

Megamind (2010)

Coraline (2009)

Kung-Fu Panda (2008)

The Book of Life (2014)

Corpse Bride (2005)

Isle of Dogs (2018)

Tangled (2010)

I hope I keep this up !!! Maybe I can watch more TV shows or play more games next year :)

+ SOMETHING COOL TO TRY: Watch 2 similar movies back to back more often. You’ll be able to make interesting connections between them and it's fun!

-- Extended list below --

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ABSOLUTE FAVORITE

Watch it!!

Good but had some problems

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1-12-23: Puss in Boots: The Last Wish (2022) ACTUALLY PEAK FILM. AMAZING VISUALS, EPIC FIGHT SEQUENCES AND VERY HEARTFELT . I love piss in boots. MUST WATCH.

3-9-23: The Steven Universe Movie (2018) (rewatch) Spinel is in this. The songs are amazing. Fun to revisit !!!

3-24-23: Labyrinth (1986) DAVID BOWIE AND INTRICATE PUPPET CREATURES 80s FANTASY MOVIE I AM IN LOVE. Must watch

4-8-23: ParaNorman (2012) hit me harder than I was expecting, really subverts your expectations. AMAZING. MUST WATCH.

4-28-23: The Super Mario Bros. Movie (2023) I watched this on my birthday :) It made the child in me so happy

5-8-23: Tinker Bell (2008) (old rewatch) Pixie hollow is a legitimately communist society. Fun to revisit !!

6-18-23: The Little Mermaid (2023) ew live action remake lol. But it’s one of the better ones. ok honestly i'm mad that i sorta liked it upon initial viewing. maybe its just cuz i havent seen the original (WHAT ARE YOU DOING!????? oh mygod please watch the original one OK FINE I WILL........)

7-17-23: The Last Unicorn (1982) really a product of its time. So beautiful and unique in its own way. Must watch

7-28-23 Run Lola Run (1998) Indie german crime/thriller film that was fun and experimental, I loved the late 90s trance soundtrack and had a good time, it went by quick!

8-3-23 Barbie (2023) ITS BARBIE !

8-19-23 (Most of) Aladdin (1992) (old rewatch) gGenie………. The animation is GODLY. the early CG is a bit rough but hey it was 1992

8-25-23 Nimona (2023) MOST QUEEREST COOLIEST MOVIE I SEEN HITS VERY HARD AND ITS SUPER GOOD OHHHH…. PLEASE MUST WATCH!!!

9-8-23 Guillermo Del Toro’s Pinocchio (2022) finally got around to this one, what a special experience. MUST WATCH

9-15-23 The Road to El Dorado (2000) White savior movie but otherwise fun characters. Tulio and Miguel are the gayest straight guys I’ve ever seen

9-15-23 The Emperor’s New Groove (2000) GENUINELY HILARIOUS AND SO GOOFY. It was fun seeing this right after el dorado.

9-21-23 Wreck-it Ralph (2012) (old rewatch) brooooo this moviie sucs I hate it so much i. please watch

9-22-23 How to Train Your Dragon (2010) very powerful music and showcases a very touching relationship between humans and nature/the unknown, must see !!!!!

9-29-23 Little Miss Sunshine (2006) dysfunctional family road trip with chaotic/dark humor. ITS FUNNY I LIKED IT

10-1-23 Elemental (2023) REALLY didn’t deserve the hate, it’s a sweet romance/immigration story. A little cheesy but it’s charming. The visuals are a feat to behold

10-4-23 Napoleon Dynamite (2004) some outdated language/humor but otherwise a Very specific brand of silly/charming

10-5-23 Marcel The Shell (2021) unexpectedly touching and unique movie presentation style - I may have cried

10-7-23 Megamind (2010) (old rewatch) ICONIC and hilarious supervillain film and aged very well. MUST WATCH!!??

10-21-23 Coraline (2009) (rewatch) this movie has such a distinct, creepy identity and it’s enthralling each time. MUST WATCH

10-27-23 Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996) has tonal problems and it wasn’t confident enough to go all out all the way through, which is so unfortunate… But AMAZING otherwise. The architecture ??! And Frollo. Evil priest characters you are so cool

10-27-23 Kung-Fu Panda (2008) (old rewatch) Legitimately amazing animated martial arts movie and embraces self love. we all know this. It’s even better on rewatch. MUST WATCH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

10-27-23 Kung Fu Panda 2 (2011) (old rewatch) SURPRISINGLY POWERFUL AND A REALLY GOOD SEQUEL. Hi shen blushes

11-4-23 The Book of Life (2014) this film is such an UNDERRATED TREAT. Absolutely gorgeous celebration of Mexican culture. Incredible world and characters and the style is so distinct. Must WATCH !!!???

11-5-23 Five Nights At Freddy’s (2023) :) I’ve been waiting for this ever since I was 13 and I had so much fun watching it. This was a highlight of my year!

11-12-23 Corpse Bride (2005) Really really good Tim Burton Halloween movie with so much stylization. So much fun to watch!!!! And so ethereal at times. MUST WATCH

11-12-23 Frankenweenie (2012) Very cute but disappointing ending, too safe. It could have been more impactful if they pushed it further. Watched this after corpse bride and the parallels were FUNNY.

11-18-23 The Wizard Of Oz (1939) (old rewatch). The real life abusive filming process makes this movie Hard to Enjoy with peace of mind- but the finished product is truly groundbreaking and whimsical

11-20-23 The Bourne Identity (2002) AWESOME THRILLER ACTION MOVIE EHEHE

11-21-23 Star Wars: A New Hope (1977) unpopular opinion - the movie suffers when you don’t see it in its original intended form (in a movie theater . In 1977.) I SWEAR. I STILL ENJOYED IT THOUGH. ….

11-22-23 Austin Powers: The Spy who Shagged Me (1998) SO SILLY but mean spirited/offensive humor at times. ITS AUSTIN POWERS…

11-23-23 Monsters University (2013) (rewatch) MOST UNDERRATED DISNEY SEQUEL/PREQUEL. FUN AND IMPACTFUL COLLEGE FRIENDSHIP MOVIE

11-25-23 Wreck-it Ralph (2012) (rewatch AGAIN.) haha

12-1–23 Isle of Dogs (2018) Incredibly unique/distinct presentation style. My friend who’s a Japanese major loves this movie. MUST WATCH

12-1-23 Fantastic Mr. Fox (2009) another silly goofy little dysfunctional family unit, a bit yikes at some parts but overall pretty lighthearted. It was cool seeing this immediately after isle of dogs cuz you could see the inspiration in the visuals between the two

12-8-23 The Mitchell’s vs. The Machines (2021) silly robot apocalypse family road trip movie with AMAZING visuals (everyone in the family is autistic)

12-17-23 Prancer (1989) Unexpectedly heartwarming movie about a little girl helping an injured reindeer. VERY SWEET and great message about the impact of kindness and the wonders of being a child. MADE ME CRY.

12-18-23 Wreck-it Ralph (2012) (3rd REWATCH) get a hold of yourself oh my god ‼️

12-19-23 The Muppet Christmas Carol (1992) (rewatch) classic muppet Christmas movie :)

12-22-23 The Muppets (2011) (old rewatch) SURPRISINGLY CATCHY SONGS and a silly muppet movie. Fun to revisit. Tex Richman my beloved

12-23-23 Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer (1964) Mediocre writing and mean spirited at times <3 BUT ITS A CLASSIC. so ofc i liked it

12-24-23 Tangled (2010) (old rewatch) I forgot how good this movie was. ACTUALLY PEAK and so fun to revisit. Such a fresh take on a fairytale story, great songs, amazing romance, and also empowering about overcoming an abusive parent … MUST WATCH!!!

12-26-23 Klaus (2019) (rewatch) it’s so great to see a new 2D animated movie come out, and such a great story too. Cute origin story of Christmas and POSTAL WORKER APPRECIATION!!!!!

12-31-23 Puss in Boots: The Last Wish (2022) (rewatch) started off the year with this movie and then ended with it! What a treat!! I even wrote a short essay about it 1 semester ago :)

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In conclusion, I love movies !!! But my favorite movies are those that are confident in their identities and don’t hold back. Like share your message to the fullest !!!!

I watched a lot of stop-motion movies this year. I wanna watch more studio ghibli movies next year

And maybe I should purposefully try watching bad movies… it might make me appreciate good ones more and easier see what they do right. But also. I really dont wanna watch ralph breaks the internet.

#movie #film #movie review #review #txt #movie list #2023 #film list #fav #new year

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