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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.."
#tia egyptian coven#twilight egyptian coven#egyptian coven amun#amun egyptian coven#benjamin egyptian coven#egyptian coven benjamin#tia egyptian coven imagine#egyptian coven tia#kebi egyptian coven#egyptian coven kebi#twilight#new moon#eclipse#breaking dawn#demetri volturi
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For those who missed it this morning, we solved the mystery of what was on Benjamin's necklaces. We've long known about the ankh (an ancient Egyptian symbol meaning life or eternal life), but we've discovered the other pendant is an Agadez Cross, a type of Saharan Berber jewelry made especially by the Tuareg people of Niger. They vary in design but the above example is nearly a perfect match for Benjamin's.
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Yandere Egyptian coven headcanons
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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)
#twilight#twilightsaga#yandere twilight#Egyptian coven#tia#benjamin#amun#kebi#vampire#the twilight saga#twilight saga
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You are as beautiful as the moon,my dear-Benjamin Twilight x Reader!Plus size
@twilightlover2007 🩷
Benjamin and you have been mates for around two years now,he mets you when you went to visit Egypt by yourself and he found you lost in the middle of the streets,since then the rest is history.
Everything between you two its absolutely great,he is the most romantic,caring,sweetest boy with you,your bound is honestly one of the strongest one between soulmates.
However there were a specific problem that always seem to worry him,you hoped for months to him to not notice it,but he knows every little thing about you,every expression your face made he knew what was going on in your mind,you couldnt lie to him,he always knew when it comes to you.
And he did,pretty fast,he noticed your low self steem,how you always try to avoid mirrors,how you damage your eyes everyday because you refuse to wear your glasses.
You tried to gave him a million of excuses whenever he tried to reach that conversation with you,he never succeed in having that talk and he was getting desesperate.
-You look gorgeous habibti-He said as he entered the room and saw you with a messy bun,your glasses and one of his shirts,things went down hill when your hands reached your glasses and took them out of your face aggresively
-Why?-He whispered
-Uhm?Said something Ben?-
-Why would you think like that about yourself,you damage your vision i dont get it,you need those-He was getting more and more annoyed each second and you noticed
-I just dont like them,nothing too serious-
-It is to me,come here,stand up-He took you by the hand and pulled you to him as he demanded it
Suddenly you were in front of a mirror,he started tracing with his fingers every curve of your body,looking intensely at you while so,his love reflecting on his red pupils.
-You are as beautiful as the moon,you know,even when i was human i loved the moon,i always sneaked out of house to watch it because it calmed me down and still do to this day on.But now you are my moon,and i want to see you like you are,with your glasses,your messy hair,and everything that comes with you,im so in love with you i cant even express it with words,please stop doing what you have been doing since i met you,you are my perfect moon-
With that,he didnt let you reply,pull you two in bed,you on top of him,your head in his chest as happy tears runned down your face,unable to express your love for Benjamin,and knowing the bound will be even stronger when you become a vampire too.
#twilight#the twilight saga#twilight saga#the egyptian coven twilight#egyptian coven twilight#benjamin egyptian coven#benjamin twilight
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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.
#twilight meta#twilight renaissance#twilight#benjamin#twilight headcanons#amun#amun & benjamin#tia#benjamin & tia#the egyptian coven
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🔸 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.
#vladimir twilight#Stefan Twilight#the Romanian coven#the Egyptian Coven#amun Twilight#amun#alistair twilight#Alistair#the twilight saga#the twilight series#the cullens#the Volturi#twilight fancast#carlisle cullen#edward cullen
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#don’t even get me started on how the southern warriors play into the religious metaphor#twilight#the volturi#the twilight saga#volturi#twilight new moon#twilight eclipse#stephanie meyer#the egyptian coven#cullen family#Irish coven#romanian coven#French coven
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Hi there!!
So august 21st is my birthday and I was wondering on how any characters from the Twilight saga will celebrate the readers birthday
Twilight characters X Gn!Reader
It can be separate if you want❤️
Aww happy birthday, I would ask how old are you turning but that’s far to personal therefore I’ll break this request up into different ones for you that way you’re able to celebrate with all the twilight characters :)
↳ happy birthday ↲
✭ pairing : twilight clans x gender neutral reader
✭ fandom : twilight
✭ summary : this fic has to do with our loveable gender neutral reader celebrating their birthday
✭ authors note : once again happy birthday and I hope you enjoy it to the fullest
✭ twilight masterlist
✭ Olympic Coven :
In the tranquil setting of the Olympic Coven's sprawling home, nestled amidst the lush forests of Forks, the family was abuzz with excitement. The Cullen clan, known for their unique abilities and immortal existence, had gathered to plan a special birthday celebration for their beloved family member, (Y/N).
Carlisle Cullen, the patriarch of the family, had suggested an idea that resonated with the rest of the Coven. A birthday celebration was to be the theme, embracing (Y/N)'s diverse preferences and creating an atmosphere of inclusivity.
Alice, the family's clairvoyant, had taken charge of the decorations, adorning the spacious living area with a blend of colors and styles. The room was adorned with a myriad of hues, each chosen to reflect the spectrum of (Y/N)'s personality. Streamers, balloons, and twinkling lights intertwined to create a vibrant and harmonious ambiance.
Emmett and Jasper, both strong and light-hearted members of the family, had taken on the task of organizing games and activities. A variety of options were prepared to cater to (Y/N)'s interests, ensuring that everyone, vampire or human, could participate. From trivia to scavenger hunts, the planned activities would allow (Y/N) to enjoy the day without any gender-specific expectations.
Rosalie, with her impeccable taste and flair for fashion, had selected a wardrobe for (Y/N) that embraced their individuality. The outfit consisted of a comfortable ensemble that could be styled to reflect any gender expression, embodying the spirit of the celebration.
Esme, the nurturing and caring mother figure of the Coven, was overseeing the preparations of the birthday feast. A diverse array of dishes was being prepared, accommodating (Y/N)'s preferences and dietary needs. The dining table was adorned with an assortment of delicacies that transcended the boundaries of traditional gendered cuisine.
Edward, with his uncanny ability to read minds, had assisted in orchestrating the evening's playlist. A collection of songs spanning genres and eras was carefully curated to create an atmosphere of celebration and joy. The music would be a testament to (Y/N)'s unique tastes and interests.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting soft hues of orange and pink across the sky, the Olympic Coven eagerly awaited (Y/N)'s arrival. Each member of the family had put their heart and soul into ensuring that the celebration would be a reflection of (Y/N)'s individuality, free from expectations and norms.
When (Y/N) finally entered the lavishly adorned living area, they were met with a burst of applause and cheers. The room was alive with vibrant colors, laughter, and the promise of a memorable evening. As the festivities began, it was clear that the Olympic Coven had succeeded in creating a birthday celebration that celebrated (Y/N)'s uniqueness and embraced the power of love and acceptance.
As the evening unfolded, (Y/N) was enveloped in a warm embrace of happiness and appreciation. The gender-neutral theme of the party had truly touched their heart, and the effort put in by each member of the Olympic Coven was evident in every detail.
Alice's predictions had led to an array of delightful surprises throughout the evening. From spontaneous dance-offs to impromptu games, (Y/N) found themselves laughing and enjoying the company of their extraordinary family. Even the normally reserved and stoic members of the Coven seemed to let loose, their genuine smiles lighting up the room.
During the trivia game, Carlisle, who had taken it upon himself to research (Y/N)'s diverse interests, was pleasantly surprised when (Y/N) effortlessly answered questions about literature, history, and even obscure scientific facts. The game was a testament to the deep connection and understanding that the Cullen family had cultivated over the years.
Esme's culinary prowess shone brightly as the family sat down for the birthday feast. The table was laden with an assortment of dishes, ranging from Italian cuisine to Asian delicacies, all meticulously prepared to cater to (Y/N)'s tastes. The dining experience was a reflection of the love and care that Esme poured into every aspect of her role as a mother figure.
Emmett and Jasper's games had everyone in stitches. The scavenger hunt led (Y/N) on a wild adventure throughout the sprawling grounds of the Cullen estate, uncovering hidden clues and sharing laughter with each step. The camaraderie that had always bound this unconventional family together was on full display, reinforcing the strength of their bonds.
Rosalie's gift, a beautifully crafted leather jacket, was met with genuine appreciation. The jacket was not only stylish but also a reflection of (Y/N)'s individuality and the shared moments they had spent discussing fashion. It was a gesture that touched (Y/N) deeply, highlighting the consideration and thoughtfulness that the Cullen family held for each other.
As the night continued, the living area transformed into a dance floor, and the carefully curated playlist set the tone for the celebration. The Olympic Coven members, each displaying unique dance moves, encouraged (Y/N) to let loose and join in the fun. It was a liberating experience, reminding (Y/N) that they were surrounded by a family that accepted them fully for who they were.
Amidst the laughter, the music, and the joyous celebrations, (Y/N) found themselves catching a glimpse of Edward, who was sharing an intimate dance with Bella, his soulmate. The depth of their love served as a reminder that the journey towards self-discovery and acceptance was ongoing, a journey that was supported by the unwavering bond of the Olympic Coven.
As the night came to an end, (Y/N) was overcome with a profound sense of gratitude. They felt loved, accepted, and cherished by a family that celebrated their individuality with such enthusiasm. The gender-neutral birthday celebration had not only been a tribute to (Y/N)'s uniqueness but had also reinforced the strength of the bonds that had been forged through centuries of shared experiences.
As (Y/N) watched the stars twinkle in the night sky, surrounded by the people who had become their true family, they couldn't help but feel a deep sense of contentment. The Olympic Coven had created a memory that would forever hold a special place in (Y/N)'s heart, a memory that represented love, acceptance, and the power of embracing one's true self.
✭ Volturi Coven :
In the grandeur of the Volturi's ancient castle, nestled amidst the heart of Volterra, the atmosphere was alive with anticipation. The Volturi Coven, known for their regal and formidable presence, had gathered to orchestrate a special birthday celebration for their beloved (Y/N). The plans for the day were shrouded in secrecy, as Aro and the other Volturi leaders had decided to surprise (Y/N) with a gender-neutral birthday celebration.
As the coven members convened in the opulent main hall, Aro, Caius, and Marcus shared a private conversation. Their deliberations revolved around creating an event that would cater to (Y/N)'s diverse interests and preferences, while embodying the Volturi's signature grandeur.
Chelsea, the coven member with the power to manipulate emotional bonds, was entrusted with coordinating the guest list. The castle was to be graced by the presence of (Y/N)'s friends from various parts of the world, reflecting the global reach of the Volturi's influence.
Alec and Jane, with their unique abilities to cause physical and mental pain, were tasked with planning the entertainment. Their creativity was boundless as they conjured an array of activities that would cater to (Y/N)'s tastes. From art exhibitions to captivating performances, the festivities were designed to appeal to (Y/N)'s diverse interests.
Felix and Demetri, known for their physical prowess and unwavering loyalty, were responsible for ensuring the safety and security of the event. Their vigilance extended to all aspects of the celebration, ensuring that (Y/N) would be surrounded by an atmosphere of protection and comfort.
Heidi, who possessed the ability to allure and attract humans, had taken charge of the decorations. The main hall was transformed into a stunning display of colors and themes, each element carefully selected to reflect (Y/N)'s multifaceted personality.
As the day of the celebration dawned, the Volturi Coven members were abuzz with activity. The castle's halls were filled with the sounds of preparations, and there was a sense of excitement in the air. (Y/N)'s arrival was eagerly awaited by the coven, who were determined to create an unforgettable experience.
When (Y/N) finally entered the lavishly adorned main hall, they were met with a resounding applause. The coven members, dressed in a blend of modern and timeless attire, stood together as a united front. The decorations were an enchanting blend of colors, patterns, and motifs, a testament to the Volturi's meticulous attention to detail.
Aro stepped forward, his charismatic presence commanding attention. "Ladies and gentlemen, honored guests, it is with great pleasure that we gather here today to celebrate the birthday of our esteemed family member, (Y/N). In keeping with the spirit of inclusivity and respect for (Y/N)'s individuality, we have planned a celebration that transcends traditional norms."
As the festivities commenced, (Y/N) was enveloped in a tapestry of music, art, and camaraderie. The art exhibitions showcased a fusion of traditional and contemporary works, representing the diversity of (Y/N)'s interests. The performances, ranging from classical music to contemporary dance, were designed to evoke emotion and appreciation for the beauty of self-expression.
A highlight of the evening was a display of fireworks that illuminated the night sky in a dazzling array of colors. The spectacle reflected the Coven's dedication to making (Y/N)'s birthday celebration a memory to be cherished.
Throughout the celebration, (Y/N) was embraced by the warmth of the Volturi's hospitality and the genuine connections they shared. As the night drew to a close, Aro raised his glass in a toast. "To (Y/N), a unique and cherished member of our family. May this celebration remind us all of the power of acceptance and the beauty of embracing our individuality."
As the Volturi Coven members clinked their glasses, (Y/N) felt a profound sense of gratitude. The birthday celebration had not only celebrated their unique identity but also showcased the capacity of the Volturi Coven to evolve and adapt, reflecting the changing times and embracing the strength of unity.
As the moon cast its gentle glow over the castle's courtyard, (Y/N) looked around at the faces of their coven, illuminated by the bond they shared. The celebration had become a testament to the power of love, acceptance, and the ability to come together to honor the essence of an individual.
✭ Denali Coven :
In the serene and picturesque landscape of the Denali Coven's Alaskan refuge, the air was tinged with excitement as the coven members gathered to prepare for a special occasion: (Y/N)'s birthday. Known for their close-knit bonds and appreciation for nature, the Denali Coven had decided to plan a gender-neutral celebration that would resonate with (Y/N)'s diverse interests.
Tanya, the leader of the Denali Coven, had taken the initiative to organize the festivities. She believed in celebrating (Y/N)'s uniqueness while embracing the values of inclusivity and respect that defined the coven's close relationships.
Kate and Irina, the sisters known for their unique abilities, were tasked with arranging the decorations. The spacious communal area was adorned with a harmonious blend of colors and patterns, reflecting the natural beauty of the Denali landscape. The ambiance exuded warmth and tranquility, a reflection of the coven's connection to the environment.
Eleazar, the coven member with the gift of sensing and understanding relationships, took the lead in designing the guest list. He had gathered individuals from various walks of life, each chosen for their connection to (Y/N) and their shared values of acceptance and individuality.
Carmen and Eleazar, who were passionate about art and culture, had prepared a range of interactive activities and workshops. From painting to storytelling circles, the activities were designed to provide a platform for self-expression and the sharing of diverse perspectives.
As the day of the celebration arrived, the Denali Coven members put the finishing touches on their preparations. The air was filled with the scent of flowers and the gentle rustling of leaves, creating an atmosphere of serenity and anticipation.
As the sun began to set, bathing the landscape in warm hues, (Y/N) entered the communal area to find it transformed into a haven of beauty and creativity. The coven members, dressed in comfortable and stylish attire, greeted (Y/N) with smiles and warm embraces.
Tanya stepped forward, her presence exuding grace and warmth. "Dear (Y/N), we are honored to celebrate this special day with you. The Denali Coven has come together to create an experience that honors your individuality and your unique journey."
The festivities kicked off with an art workshop led by Kate and Irina. The coven members gathered around, creating colorful masterpieces that reflected their individual perspectives. The atmosphere was relaxed and collaborative, allowing (Y/N) to connect with their family in a way that transcended traditional gender roles.
Carmen and Eleazar's storytelling circle became a space for shared experiences and revelations. Each member of the coven took turns sharing stories that highlighted the importance of embracing one's identity and celebrating diversity. The circle of trust and acceptance that formed around (Y/N) was a testament to the strong bonds that defined the Denali Coven.
As night fell, the celebration shifted to the open courtyard, where a bonfire illuminated the surroundings. Tanya raised her glass in a toast. "To (Y/N), a cherished member of our coven. May this celebration remind us all of the power of embracing our authentic selves and fostering connections that transcend societal norms."
The bonfire cast dancing shadows on the coven members' faces, creating an atmosphere of intimacy and shared moments. As the night continued, music filled the air, and the coven members engaged in lively conversations and spontaneous dances.
As (Y/N) looked around at the faces of their Denali family, illuminated by the fire's glow, they couldn't help but feel a deep sense of belonging. The birthday celebration had not only celebrated their uniqueness but also highlighted the power of unity and acceptance.
As the stars twinkled in the Alaskan sky, (Y/N) felt a profound sense of gratitude for the Denali Coven's unwavering support and love. The celebration had become a symbol of the strength that came from embracing diversity, the beauty of connecting with nature and one's true self, and the power of forging deep bonds that stood the test of time.
✭ Egyptian Coven :
In the arid landscape of the Egyptian Coven's ancient desert sanctuary, the members were gathered with a shared purpose: to celebrate (Y/N)'s upcoming birthday with a gender-neutral celebration that embraced their uniqueness. The Egyptian Coven, known for their connection to ancient wisdom and traditions, were eager to create an event that reflected (Y/N)'s individuality.
Amun, the wise and reserved leader of the Egyptian Coven, had taken it upon himself to oversee the arrangements. The coven had decided to honor (Y/N)'s diverse interests by crafting a celebration that resonated with their values of harmony and acceptance.
Kebi and Tia, the devoted partners who shared a unique bond, were tasked with organizing the decorations. The vast desert landscape provided inspiration, and the communal area was adorned with warm tones, sand-like textures, and hints of gold and turquoise. The ambiance radiated a sense of tranquility and history.
Benjamin, who possessed the power to control the elements, was responsible for coordinating the entertainment. He envisioned a mesmerizing display of fire dancing, sand sculptures, and the harmonious melodies of ancient instruments that would evoke a connection to the past and (Y/N)'s love for diverse cultures.
Senna and Zafrina, with their keen senses and perceptive abilities, were entrusted with selecting the guest list. The gathering would include individuals from all walks of life, reflecting (Y/N)'s inclusive spirit and the Egyptian Coven's deep appreciation for interconnectedness.
As the day of the celebration arrived, the Egyptian Coven members worked together to prepare for the festivities. The energy of the desert was palpable, and the coven's dedication was evident in every detail.
As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden glow over the desert expanse, (Y/N) entered the communal area to find it transformed into an oasis of beauty and culture. The coven members, dressed in attire that merged timeless elegance with modern comfort, greeted (Y/N) with smiles and gestures of welcome.
Amun stepped forward, his presence exuding a sense of ancient wisdom. "Dear (Y/N), we are gathered here to honor you with a celebration that celebrates your individuality. The Egyptian Coven has drawn inspiration from the sands of time to create an experience that reflects your diverse interests."
The celebration began with a mesmerizing display of fire dancing, performed by the talented members of the coven. Flames seemed to dance in harmony with the music, creating an atmosphere of awe and wonder. As the flames leapt and twirled, (Y/N) felt a sense of connection to the past and the unique talents of their coven.
Benjamin's sand sculpting demonstration followed, as intricate shapes emerged from the desert sand under his skillful control. The artistry depicted scenes from various cultures, symbolizing the universal nature of (Y/N)'s interests and the interconnectedness of humanity.
The highlight of the evening was a musical performance led by Zafrina, whose hauntingly beautiful voice resonated across the desert landscape. The ancient instruments produced melodies that seemed to bridge the gap between past and present, creating an enchanting ambiance that captivated (Y/N) and their guests.
As the night deepened, the celebration shifted to a large tent that had been set up under the desert stars. The tent was adorned with rich fabrics and ornate cushions, creating an inviting atmosphere for shared conversations and laughter.
Tia raised her glass for a toast. "To (Y/N), a cherished member of our coven. May this celebration remind us of the beauty of embracing diverse cultures, and the power of unity that transcends all boundaries."
As the celebration continued, (Y/N) found themselves immersed in conversations that spanned languages, cultures, and centuries. The Egyptian Coven's commitment to creating an experience that celebrated (Y/N)'s uniqueness had resulted in a birthday celebration that was as rich and diverse as the desert landscape itself.
As the night sky shimmered with stars, (Y/N) reflected on the beauty of the celebration and the deep connection they shared with the Egyptian Coven. The birthday celebration had become a testament to the coven's reverence for history, culture, and individuality, and their ability to weave these elements together to create a tapestry of acceptance and love.
✭ Amazon Coven :
In the heart of the lush Amazon rainforest, the Amazon Coven was abuzz with preparations for a special event: (Y/N)'s upcoming birthday celebration. The Amazon Coven, known for their strong connection to nature and their fierce independence, had decided to plan a gender-neutral celebration that would honor (Y/N)'s individuality.
Zafrina, the leader of the Amazon Coven, was at the forefront of organizing the festivities. She believed in embracing (Y/N)'s diverse interests while celebrating their unity with nature and the Amazon way of life.
Senna and Kachiri, the inseparable sisters of the coven, were entrusted with the task of arranging the decorations. The communal area was adorned with vibrant shades of green and earthy tones, reflecting the lush surroundings of the Amazon rainforest. The decorations were crafted from natural materials, showcasing the coven's commitment to sustainability and their connection to the earth.
Benjamin, who possessed the power to control the elements, was responsible for curating the entertainment. He envisioned a celebration that would immerse (Y/N) in the beauty of the rainforest, with activities such as guided nature walks, drum circles, and stargazing under the canopy of trees.
Zafrina and Kachiri, who were known for their perceptive abilities, took the lead in creating the guest list. The coven had invited individuals from various backgrounds, all of whom shared (Y/N)'s values of inclusivity and respect for nature.
As the day of the celebration arrived, the Amazon Coven members worked together to prepare for the festivities. The sounds of the rainforest and the rustling of leaves provided a soothing backdrop to their efforts.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the rainforest, (Y/N) entered the communal area to find it transformed into a sanctuary of nature's beauty. The coven members, dressed in attire that combined practicality with elegance, greeted (Y/N) with warm smiles and gestures of welcome.
Zafrina stepped forward, her presence resonating with a sense of natural wisdom. "Dearest (Y/N), we gather here to celebrate you with a birthday that aligns with our Amazon values. The Amazon Coven has taken inspiration from the heart of the rainforest to create an experience that reflects your diverse interests."
The celebration began with a guided nature walk led by Benjamin. As the coven members ventured deeper into the rainforest, Benjamin shared his insights into the delicate balance of nature and the Amazon way of life. The experience allowed (Y/N) to connect with the rainforest on a deeper level, reinforcing the Amazon Coven's commitment to unity with nature.
The drum circle, led by Senna, became a celebration of rhythm and connection. The rhythmic beats of the drums seemed to echo the heartbeats of the coven members, creating an atmosphere of harmony and shared energy. (Y/N) joined in, feeling the power of the rainforest's pulse within their own heartbeat.
The stargazing session under the canopy of trees was a testament to the Amazon Coven's ability to blend tradition with modernity. Benjamin used his abilities to control the elements, ensuring a clear view of the night sky. (Y/N) and the coven members marveled at the constellations, feeling a profound sense of interconnectedness with the universe.
As the night deepened, the celebration shifted to a cozy area illuminated by torches and lanterns. The coven members gathered around a fire, sharing stories, laughter, and a sense of camaraderie.
Kachiri raised her glass in a toast. "To (Y/N), a cherished member of our coven. May this celebration remind us of the beauty of embracing our individuality while staying grounded in the wisdom of nature."
As the celebration continued, (Y/N) found themselves engaged in conversations that spanned cultures, experiences, and the wonders of the rainforest. The Amazon Coven's commitment to creating an experience that celebrated (Y/N)'s uniqueness had resulted in a birthday celebration that was as vibrant and diverse as the rainforest itself.
Under the starlit sky, surrounded by the sounds of the rainforest, (Y/N) felt a deep sense of gratitude for the Amazon Coven's unwavering support and love. The birthday celebration had become a symbol of the Amazon Coven's harmony with nature, their respect for individuality, and their ability to forge deep connections that transcended time and boundaries.
✭ Irish Coven :
In the picturesque Irish countryside, the Irish Coven was bustling with activity as they prepared for a special event: (Y/N)'s upcoming birthday celebration. The Irish Coven, known for their strong connection to nature and their affinity for magic, had decided to plan a gender-neutral celebration that would honor (Y/N)'s individuality.
Siobhan, the leader of the Irish Coven, had taken the lead in organizing the festivities. With her keen intuition and respect for individuality, she believed in creating a celebration that would resonate with (Y/N)'s diverse interests while embracing the coven's love for tradition and magic.
Maggie and Liam, the charismatic and charming members of the coven, were tasked with arranging the decorations. The communal area was adorned with a harmonious blend of earthy tones, rich fabrics, and intricate Celtic designs. The decorations exuded a sense of enchantment and mystery, reflecting the coven's deep connection to their Irish heritage.
Liam, who possessed the ability to manipulate emotions, was responsible for curating the entertainment. He envisioned a celebration that would be filled with music, dance, and storytelling, allowing (Y/N) to immerse themselves in the magic of Irish culture.
Siobhan and Liam, who shared a unique bond, took the lead in crafting the guest list. The coven had invited individuals from diverse backgrounds, all of whom shared (Y/N)'s values of inclusivity and respect for personal identity.
As the day of the celebration arrived, the Irish Coven members worked together to infuse their preparations with the magic of the Emerald Isle. The air was filled with a sense of excitement and anticipation, as the coven members prepared to create a celebration that would reflect their love for tradition, nature, and (Y/N)'s uniqueness.
As the sun began to set over the rolling green hills, casting a warm glow over the landscape, (Y/N) entered the communal area to find it transformed into a scene straight out of an Irish fairy tale. The coven members, dressed in attire that seamlessly blended history with modern comfort, greeted (Y/N) with warm smiles and gestures of welcome.
Siobhan stepped forward, her presence exuding a sense of wisdom and grace. "Beloved (Y/N), we gather here to celebrate your individuality in a way that reflects our Irish heritage. The Irish Coven has drawn inspiration from our land's magic and history to create an experience that honors your diverse interests."
The celebration began with a traditional Irish dance performance, led by Maggie. The lively and rhythmic dances seemed to capture the spirit of the land, as the coven members and (Y/N) joined in, creating an atmosphere of joy and unity.
Liam's storytelling session became a magical journey through Irish folklore and history. The tales were told with a blend of enthusiasm and reverence, connecting (Y/N) to the rich tapestry of Irish culture and the coven's love for tradition.
The highlight of the evening was a musical performance that combined traditional Irish instruments with contemporary melodies. The sounds of the fiddle, flute, and bodhrán filled the air, creating an enchanting ambiance that captivated (Y/N) and their guests.
As the night deepened, the celebration moved to a cozy area illuminated by lanterns and candles. The coven members gathered around a bonfire, sharing stories, laughter, and a sense of camaraderie.
Maggie raised her glass in a toast. "To (Y/N), a cherished member of our coven. May this celebration remind us of the magic of embracing our authentic selves and the power of unity that transcends all boundaries."
As the celebration continued, (Y/N) found themselves immersed in conversations that spanned cultures, history, and the wonders of Irish magic. The Irish Coven's commitment to creating an experience that celebrated (Y/N)'s uniqueness had resulted in a birthday celebration that was as enchanting and diverse as the Irish landscape itself.
Under the starlit Irish sky, surrounded by the sounds of music and laughter, (Y/N) felt a deep sense of gratitude for the Irish Coven's unwavering support and love. The birthday celebration had become a symbol of the coven's reverence for tradition, their respect for individuality, and their ability to create an atmosphere of magic, unity, and celebration.
✭ Mexican Coven :
In the vibrant heart of Mexico, the Mexican Coven was bustling with energy as they prepared for a special event: (Y/N)'s upcoming birthday celebration. The Mexican Coven, known for their zest for life and rich cultural heritage, had decided to plan a gender-neutral celebration that would embrace (Y/N)'s individuality.
Huilen, the leader of the Mexican Coven, took the lead in organizing the festivities. With her strong connection to her roots and her deep appreciation for traditions, she believed in creating a celebration that would reflect (Y/N)'s diverse interests while honoring their shared love for culture and unity.
Nahuel and Yul, the siblings known for their warmth and charisma, were tasked with arranging the decorations. The communal area was adorned with a burst of vibrant colors, papel picado banners, and intricate Aztec patterns. The decorations exuded a sense of joy and celebration, reflecting the coven's love for life and (Y/N)'s individuality.
Nahuel, who possessed the power of rapid healing, was responsible for curating the entertainment. He envisioned a celebration filled with music, dance, and activities that celebrated the richness of Mexican culture and the diversity of (Y/N)'s interests.
Huilen and Nahuel, who shared a deep bond as aunt and nephew, took the lead in creating the guest list. The coven had invited individuals from various walks of life, all of whom shared (Y/N)'s values of inclusivity and respect for personal identity.
As the day of the celebration arrived, the Mexican Coven members worked together to infuse their preparations with the spirit of Mexican culture. The air was filled with excitement and anticipation, as the coven members prepared to create a celebration that would reflect their love for tradition, culture, and (Y/N)'s uniqueness.
As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the picturesque landscape, (Y/N) entered the communal area to find it transformed into a lively fiesta. The coven members, dressed in attire that blended cultural heritage with modern flair, greeted (Y/N) with warm smiles and gestures of welcome.
Huilen stepped forward, her presence exuding a sense of wisdom and grace. "Dearest (Y/N), we gather here to celebrate your individuality in a way that honors our Mexican heritage. The Mexican Coven has drawn inspiration from our rich culture to create an experience that celebrates your diverse interests."
The celebration began with a lively dance performance, led by Yul. The energetic and rhythmic dances seemed to encapsulate the vibrancy of Mexican culture, as the coven members and (Y/N) joined in, creating an atmosphere of joy and unity.
Nahuel's storytelling session became a journey through Mexican history and folklore. The tales were told with a blend of enthusiasm and reverence, connecting (Y/N) to the rich tapestry of Mexican culture and the coven's love for tradition.
The highlight of the evening was a musical performance that combined traditional Mexican instruments with modern melodies. The sounds of mariachi music, guitars, and trumpets filled the air, creating a festive ambiance that captivated (Y/N) and their guests.
As the night deepened, the celebration moved to an open courtyard illuminated by colorful lanterns and fairy lights. The coven members gathered around a bonfire, sharing stories, laughter, and a sense of camaraderie.
Yul raised her glass in a toast. "To (Y/N), a cherished member of our coven. May this celebration remind us of the beauty of embracing our diverse heritage and the power of unity that transcends all boundaries."
As the celebration continued, (Y/N) found themselves immersed in conversations that spanned cultures, history, and the wonders of Mexican tradition. The Mexican Coven's commitment to creating an experience that celebrated (Y/N)'s uniqueness had resulted in a birthday celebration that was as festive and diverse as the Mexican culture itself.
Under the starlit Mexican sky, surrounded by the sounds of music and laughter, (Y/N) felt a deep sense of gratitude for the Mexican Coven's unwavering support and love. The birthday celebration had become a symbol of the coven's reverence for culture, their respect for individuality, and their ability to create an atmosphere of celebration, unity, and joy.
✭ Romanian Coven :
In the enchanting landscapes of Transylvania, the Romanian Coven was a hive of activity as they prepared for a special occasion: (Y/N)'s upcoming birthday celebration. The Romanian Coven, known for their mystique and their deep connection to history, had decided to plan a gender-neutral celebration that would embrace (Y/N)'s uniqueness.
Vladimir, the ancient leader of the Romanian Coven, was at the helm of organizing the festivities. With his centuries of experience and respect for tradition, he believed in creating a celebration that would reflect (Y/N)'s diverse interests while honoring their shared love for history and the supernatural.
Stefan and Valentina, the siblings with an air of elegance and mystery, were entrusted with arranging the decorations. The communal area was adorned with deep jewel tones, intricate patterns, and hints of medieval motifs. The decorations exuded an aura of timeless charm, reflecting the coven's connection to history and (Y/N)'s individuality.
Vladimir, who possessed the power of illusion, was responsible for curating the entertainment. He envisioned a celebration that would blend elements of the supernatural and the historical, creating an atmosphere that would captivate (Y/N)'s imagination.
Vladimir and Valentina, who shared a bond forged through centuries, took the lead in creating the guest list. The coven had invited individuals from various walks of life, all of whom shared (Y/N)'s values of inclusivity and respect for personal identity.
As the day of the celebration arrived, the Romanian Coven members worked together to infuse their preparations with the mystique of Transylvania. The air was filled with a sense of anticipation and intrigue, as the coven members prepared to create a celebration that would reflect their love for history, the supernatural, and (Y/N)'s uniqueness.
As the sun began to set, casting an ethereal glow over the ancient landscape, (Y/N) entered the communal area to find it transformed into a scene that seemed to come straight from the pages of a Gothic novel. The coven members, dressed in attire that combined elegance with a touch of otherworldliness, greeted (Y/N) with enigmatic smiles and gestures of welcome.
Vladimir stepped forward, his presence exuding an air of mystery and authority. "Dearest (Y/N), we gather here to celebrate your individuality in a manner that aligns with our history and the supernatural. The Romanian Coven has drawn inspiration from the realms of mystique to create an experience that celebrates your diverse interests."
The celebration began with a dramatic performance of illusions, led by Vladimir. The illusions seemed to blur the lines between reality and fantasy, captivating (Y/N) and the coven members with a sense of wonder and enchantment.
Valentina's storytelling session delved into the rich history of Transylvania and the coven's own past. The tales were woven with a blend of intrigue and reverence, connecting (Y/N) to the mystique of the region and the coven's love for tradition.
The highlight of the evening was a musical performance that combined classical compositions with haunting melodies. The sounds of violins, pianos, and other instruments filled the air, creating an atmospheric ambiance that captivated (Y/N) and their guests.
As the night deepened, the celebration moved to a candlelit hall adorned with antique furniture and ornate chandeliers. The coven members gathered around a table laden with a feast that seemed to transcend time and culture.
Stefan raised his glass in a toast. "To (Y/N), a cherished member of our coven. May this celebration remind us of the beauty of embracing our individuality while staying connected to our history and the supernatural."
As the celebration continued, (Y/N) found themselves immersed in conversations that spanned centuries, mysteries, and the wonders of Transylvania. The Romanian Coven's commitment to creating an experience that celebrated (Y/N)'s uniqueness had resulted in a birthday celebration that was as mysterious and diverse as the region itselt.
Under the starlit Transylvanian sky, surrounded by the ambiance of history and the supernatural, (Y/N) felt a deep sense of gratitude for the Romanian Coven's unwavering support and love. The birthday celebration had become a symbol of the coven's reverence for history, their respect for individuality, and their ability to create an atmosphere of mystique, unity, and celebration.
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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
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9. THE EGYPTIAN COVEN
THE NEXT DAY WAS A BIT BRIGHTER THAN IT WAS WHEN WE ARRIVED. I got to know the Denali Coven while we waited for more vampires to come.
The leader, Tanya, was born in ancient Slovakia. She was the first of Sasha's adoptive daughters. She was also Sasha's biological great-niece, and when Sasha yearned for companionship, she chose Tanya to join her. Within her first century as a vampire, Sasha added two more vampires to their family, Kate and Irina. They have been close as a family since then.
Kate, or Katrina, was an attendant—basically a bodyguard—to a highborn female of a warlike Slavic tribe. She was well-trained in her tribe's martial arts and was very protective of her mistress. Kate was guarding her on a caravan when Sasha attacked, along with her daughter Tanya. Sasha was so impressed by Kate's courage and determination to defend the caravan and the physical resemblance she had to Tanya that she changed her into a vampire. Kate quickly became loyal to Sasha and Tanya. Her defensive power began to develop within a decade.
Irina was the third vampire added to the coven. As a human, she was a pretty peasant girl living in a small farm community. She physically resembled Kate and Tanya, and Sasha decided to change her with the idea of adding a new sister to her 'daughters'. Irina, Tanya, and Kate loved their mother as much as she loved them.
Then, it all changed when Sasha's crime of creating an immortal child was revealed. She did not understand the reason behind Sasha's actions, but once the Volturi tested Tanya and her sisters' innocence and they were spared execution, she did understand why her mother had kept it secret from them. Their mother's death left the sisters traumatized, and as a result, they were purists of vampire laws.
Eleazar and Carmen were the last to join the Denali Coven.
Eleazar was originally from Spain, and as such is fluent in Spanish. He was born sometime during the 1700s, but I didn't know his exact date and birth year. The identity of his creator and the date he was changed remained a mystery to me.
Like Dad, he was given a place within the Volturi guard for his ability — like Joseph— to sense the special talents of others. His job was to detect if any threatening coven had any members with extra gifts and then pass that knowledge on to Aro. He would also be sent around the world to look for any human or vampire with useful talents to add to the coven. A gentle person by nature, he wasn't entirely happy with their methods, but he felt he was serving the greater good by working with those who would uphold the law.
He eventually met Carmen and instantly became her mate. They tried to balance his love life and his duties by living with Carmen while continuing to work for the Volturi, but because Carmen was troubled by the violence of his everyday life, Eleazar eventually asked for Aro's permission to leave the coven. Aro didn't like the idea but gave Eleazar his blessing, believing that he would willingly return to the guard if Aro ever needed him to (and he felt no need to hold on to his gift).
Eleazar and Carmen travelled nomadically for a while, looking for a more compassionate lifestyle. They stumbled across the Denali coven and were awed by their 'vegetarianism'. Tanya invited Eleazar and Carmen to stay with them and try out the lifestyle. They enjoyed each other's company so much that they made the situation permanent.
I couldn't imagine what they were going through with Irina. Having their coven member tell the Volturi of a crime that was never committed must have been conflicting for them. I don't know if their relationship will ever be the same.
I was out hunting in the woods with Jacob and Renesmee. Edward and Bella told me that she likes to hunt with Jacob. I don't know if Renesmee knew of Jacob imprinting on her. But she didn't seem to care. Jacob was in his wolf form and Renesmee was on top of him. I spotted an elk, caught it and killed it. She drank the blood from it.
"Jake, can we get chocolate?" She asked in her sweet voice.
Wolf Jacob replied with a nod.
"I wish I could have chocolate," I said, my tongue swirling around my teeth.
I couldn't eat food ever since I became a vampire. That did explain why the Cullens didn't eat much in school.
"What do you think it tastes like?" I asked her.
"Um... Chocolatey!" She squealed and I laughed; I was sure the wolf Jacob smiled a bit.
Then, I saw Bella running through the woods, her long brown hair waving. Renesmee jumped off Jacob and ran to her.
"Momma!" Renesmee's arms opened and Bella picked her up.
She hugged her mother tightly as Bella held her. Maybe that is how my mother would have hugged me. Bella looked over at Jacob and me.
"Another coven arrived," Bella declared.
Wolf Jacob stared at her with a stern look.
"They haven't hunted the area, Jake. Don't worry."
"The area?" I asked.
"The Quiletes and the Cullen have a peace treaty," she explained.
"How did that happen?"
"It's a long story. I'll show the Egyptian coven, my daughter."
The Egyptian coven? They sounded interesting.
I followed Bella and Renesmee to the Cullen residence. There I saw Edward, the Denali Coven, my family (except for Mum and Dad — probably hunting no doubt) and another group of vampires waiting outside of the house. Jacob returned to his human form and was not naked for once. I stood beside Bella who stood beside her husband.
I saw four beings looking at us: two men and two women. One man was a young boyish-looking vampire with midnight hair, olive pallor to his pale skin, and an oddly cheerful look. He stood at five foot seven inches tall and had crimson red eyes. He looked about the same age as Ayla. The girl beside him had olive-tone skin and her hair was heavy, straight and midnight-coloured; her eyes were also crimson red. She was a little bit shorter than the boyish vampire but seemed to be a tiny bit older than him.
Then, I saw a man standing behind them, towering over them slightly like a protective father. He had black hair and a slight olive pallor to his pale skin. He looked at us with his red eyes. Beside him, there was a beautiful woman. She had long, curly black hair and an olive tone to her pale skin, and was shorter than the three vampires.
"Is this the child?" The boyish vampire asked.
"Yes," Bella replied and he and the girl walked towards them.
Bella put Renesmee down and the child sauntered to them. They looked down at her and the boy knelt on the ground to her level.
"Hi, what's your name?" He asked her.
"Renesmee," she replied and they shook hands.
"I'm Benjamin," the boyish vampire introduced himself and his head turned to the girl. "And this is Tia."
Then, Renesmee placed her hand on his cheek and showed him her memory. Her birth. Her origin. She freed her hand from his cheek and Benjamin grabbed her hand and clamped her hand in his own hands. Then, his hands opened and dark brown earthly dust emerged from her hand and Benjamin swirled it around with his right hand. My mouth gapped open and my gold eyes widened. The earthly dust, spirling, flew from her small hand.
"Benjamin can influence the elements," I heard Edward explaining.
"I hope Violet's not getting jealous," Joseph said, chuckling.
"I'm not," I replied, my voice pitched a little bit higher. "I mean, I can turn invisible and I can do this—."
I shot my hand at a little tree stump and a purple blast flew out and hit it. Then, a purple flame emerged on the tree stump. I stared at the flame, puzzled by it. That never happened. Then, Benjamin's hands aimed at the nearest lake and the water rose and zoomed to the flame. The water landed on the flame and the mist replaced the flame. I turned around to see the vampires — and Jacob — looking at me with amazement and Renesmee laughing.
"Since when can you do that?" Bella asked.
"It's a long and complicated story," I said. "It was after the wedding and I found out that Dina and Ayla are werewolves—."
"Children of the Moon," Edward jumped in.
"They're still here?" The tall olive vampire asked, a hint of surprise in his tone.
"What do you mean, still here?" I asked him.
"The last time I've heard, the Volturi exterminated all of them."
"Well," I shrugged my shoulders. "Not them."
"And she nearly brought a building down from that blast," I heard Eleazar adding to the conversation. "It's a rare thing to have."
"That is?"
"A single vampire with multiple gifts."
"Who created you?" Tia enquired, slowly approaching Benjamin.
"A vampire named Victoria," I answered bitterly. "As a part of a revenging army. And then I joined this coven."
I pointed to my family. The Egyptian coven turned their heads and saw them. Then, the olive male's face dropped; I saw Mum and Dad coming back.
"How was the hunt?" Simon was the first to ask.
"Very well," Mum replied. "We've got two deers each."
Then, Dad turned his gaze to the olive male. His gold orbs met the red ones and his lips pursed shut. The male looked back at Dad and his red eyes sternly glared at him.
"Amun," Dad greeted him and looked at the beautiful woman. "Kebi."
The woman, Kebi, bowed her head.
"Gabriel," the male, Amun, spoke.
So they knew each other? Are they good friends or didn't they like each other? Either way, they acknowledged each other.
"I see Aro didn't need you anymore," Amun said with a little smile on his face.
"I left," Dad let out a small growl.
"Everyone knows you can't leave the Volturi easily. They would throw them away or dispose of them."
There was silence between them. What were they saying? What did Amun mean that we can't leave them easily? Did Dad leave because of the disgusting idea of taking a human life just to live? What happened with Dad and the Volturi?
Before I could ask, a loud sound of screeching invaded the woods.
Continue to 10. THE AMAZON COVEN
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hi babe
love your hc
please egyptian coven x mate with food problems?
if its too triggering please tell me and i will send other request
Its just that im struggling a lot atm and the egyptian coven its my fav coven so im just trying to find some comfort
Hi darling, while I normally hate human hc I will make an exception just this once. We will say they are waiting to turn you and the stress of a big life change is causing you to not eat. I hope you feel better soon. If you need to talk you can always message me ♥️
Amun
He’s going to enforce some tough love, as in you’re going to eat. He literally has all day
Likely makes you some kind of soup and feeds it to you
Kind of accidentally guilts you by telling you that if you cared about him you would also care about yourself
Rubs your back as you relent and take small bites or sips
Kebi
Will cook everything she possibly can and ask you to try it
She’s going to pretend she doesn’t know what you’re going through so you don’t feel embarrassed
But she knows
“I’ve been wanting to get into cooking and since you only have a little while before you turn i was hoping you could try it?”
Cue puppy dog eyes
Smartly makes you only take a singular bite out of various different dishes so you get all the nutrients you need
Benjamin
His may seem counterintuitive at first
He’s going to exhaust you
Like he’s going to ask you to go on a walk that turns into miles and miles of activity until you (who hates complaining, don’t lie to me I know you do) finally tell him you’re too tired to go on
Cue very obvious if you weren’t so exhausted shock
“Oh no I’m so sorry I forget humans have different needs, here have some of this…”
Has Tupperware of food in the bag he was carrying from Kebi
Or will have you so distracted and will also “I completely forgot you need to eat,” and excitedly grabs something before you can protest
Kinda hard to say no to him tbh
Tia
Threatens to tell Amun and Kebi
When you insist you’re fine she follows through
Will ask Kebi to make simple foods that will at least keep you nutritionally sustained
Probably stores meal replacement shakes so you still have something in your system until it’s time to change you
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“Apparently, I'm a hot commodity. It appears I have to win the right to be free.” - Benjamin
#twilightishot#the twilight saga#thetwilightsaga#twilight saga#twilight fanfiction#twilightsagaedit#twilight revival#twilight moodboard#moodboard#twilight au#twilightishotmoodboards#Benjamin#benjamin and tia#the Egyptian coven#mena massoud
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Twilight Saga masterlist
Cullens <3
Yandere cullen family x sibling reader (headcanons)
Yandere Edward Cullen headcanons
Cullen family x sibling reader (b-day headcanons)
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Denali's <3
Being a Cullen and mated to the Denali's
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Wolf pack <3
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Egyptian coven <3
Yandere coven headcanons
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Volturi <3
Yandere Volturi
Yandere volturi x mother reader (headcanons)
Yandere Marcus volturi x reader (stubborn)
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#twilightsaga#yandere twilight#egyptian coven#wolfpack#denali coven#cullen#cullen coven#vampire#masterlist
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Hi, hope you’re doing well!
Could I ask for Egyptian coven reactions to a new younger member of the coven(not an immortal child but like Jane/Alec 13-ish young). Maybe like Amun and Kebi being more parental/elder strict figures while Benjamin and Tia are the fun older siblings. The youngster could have a gift or not - whichever works better.
Thanks,
Anon ✨
I LOVE THE EGYPTIAN COVEN
I enjoyed writing this tooooo much omg
·Amun found you while sloppily feeding yourself,so he took you with him to train you and stopping you from causing more disasters around the city
·He knew you were a youn newborn,physically you were at most 14 and non even two years passed by since you were changed
·The moment you enter his home Benjamin and Tia were sweet peas around you
·Kebi developed a mother insticnt towards you because you remember her to her younger self
·Kebi will adore choosing your clothes for each day and doing different hairstyles to you all days
·With that,Amun also developed a father insticnt towards you,protecting you from everything and always taking you with him whenever he goes hunt
·Benjamin and Tia sees you as their little sister,playing around with you
·Benjamin loves to mess with you but you always have Tia on your back helping you
·With you they became a family
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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".
#racism mention#twilight#twilight meta#twilight renaissance#twilight worldbuilding#egyptian coven#amun
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In short -
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