#stalice

[keithvalentinex]

So lucky to have this art of Steve and my OC Alice. Stalice is the best ST ship, you can't convince me otherwise. I think I peaked the duffers writing with this one :p

[skylarstark4826]

It was official, the Jabberwocky was dead and so was the Red Queen, killed in battle. Last night her body was burned in celebration. Alice even saw a smile of triumph on Mirana's face as the fire danced across it. There was something missing though and Alice couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Ilosovic Stayne, the Knave. That's what it was. Alice wondered where he could be hiding. Surely a Knave such as himself wouldn't miss such a grand ball like the one in progress. Alice was told that Stayne was a double spy, a slave to the Red Queen while working for the White Queen undercover. This brought relief to the young woman as she had always fancied the Knave. And she was almost positive he felt the same way about her.

These suspicions were confirmed almost immediately when she felt someone firmly grasp her arm and pull her into an abandoned hallway. Everything was dark despite all objects being white. Alice didn't need light to know who it was that had tugged her out of the party.

"Follow me." said the rough voice that could only belong to Ilosovic. Alice smirked, my pleasure, she thought to herself. His hands weren't gloved, she noticed, loving the feel of his skin making contact with hers. A feel of desire was emitted. Alice wanted more, needed more. No, she scolded herself, we must take things slowly.

Stayne had led her into a large guest room. Excitement hung in the air. This room was no doubt sound proof. All the better, things were almost too wonderful for Alice to contain her joy and lust. The Knave stopped short and turned to Alice.

"I've noticed certain changes in you Alice." He admitted. Alice tried to hold onto her innocence.

"You have?" she squeaked, but the Knave was not one to be fooled so easily.

"Yes I have and I must say I quite like them." He placed his hands on her shoulders as he spoke seductively. "You have feelings for me Alice. Certain feelings, do you deny this?"

She was almost too afraid to answer. Would he think her a whore or slut if she said yes? She said yes anyways. When she did so, Stayne slid the straps of her dress off her shoulders. Alice gave a small, sharp intake of breath, giving satisfaction to Stayne. If he could make her feel this way just by sliding off her straps, imagine what would happen if he took things a little further.

He whispered in her ear, "Do you want me?" in a tone so seductive, Alice could've just melted into a puddle. She did not melt; however, she started feeling this strange sensation between her legs. It was something she's experienced before, and it increased her urge to be with Stayne. She moaned in response to his question and that was all he needed.

He lifted his hands off Alice and let the dress fall down freely. To the Knave's dismay, Alice decided to wear her stockings and corset. Within the next second, Alice felt a slight pressure on her lips. It was the Knave, kissing her gently, stroking her cheek with his index finger. He placed his hands on her back and she felt him undoing her corset. Each breath became easier as each lace came untied. Then, her corset fell as Stayne pulled down her stockings as well, revealing the girl and all her secrets. For some reason, Alice was not embarrassed. She actually felt comfortable being in front of Stayne. If only the Hatter were to hear of this, she would taunt him endlessly, how's this for muchness? She asked the imaginary Hatter in her head.

Stayne caressed her face once more, his kiss become more passionate. Alice almost squealed in delight when his tongue broke into her mouth. His strokes lowered, tracing her body and going lower still until he was sliding it up and down on the inside of her thigh. The sensation between the young woman's legs grew, begging for more.

"Get on the bed." He growled softly in her ear. She was only too glad to obey.

Once she was on the bed, he began taking most of his tuxedo off, leaving only his shirt and trousers. He began stroking her inner thigh again. Alice almost shouted at him for being such a tease. She was about to when his fingers finally traced their way to her tingly womanhood. She gasped again out of pleasure. Feelings she never knew existed were spreading throughout her body.

"You like that don't you?" She nodded eagerly. She needed more, and she needed it desperately. Stayne began frenching her again. Deciding she wanted to please Stayne just as much, she began fighting for dominance. Stayne was impressed by it and fought back. Their tongues swirled and danced together. He then moved his hand to her breast. Stayne removed his mouth and placed it on her breast as well. He showered it with light kisses. He made sure Alice was on the brink of insanity until he finally took it in his mouth and sucked on it good and hard, giving her a dark love bite.

Stayne played with her hard nipple, his tongue moving over it smoothly, earning him a moan of satisfaction from the blonde he was tormenting. "More please more," she begged. Grinning, he obliged, gliding his tongue down her sweet body. Alice's eyes widened in surprise when he reached her wet center. Pleasure beyond her belief was felt.

His skilled tongue played with Alice's swollen clit. She was coming close to her peak of ecstasy, he could tell. He moved his tongue down her tight opening and entered, making sure he licked every part of her. Stayne began playing with her clit using his fingers as he licked her. Just as she was about to come, he pulled away. She groaned in frustration. "You bloody tease."

"Trust me; this will make up for it." He said as he began unbuttoning his cotton shirt. Seeing what he was doing, Alice reached forward and began helping him, unbuttoning from the bottom up as he did from the top down. When the shirt business was done, Alice had moved onto unbuttoning his trousers. She had noticed the slight erection. Much to her delight, the trousers slipped off with ease.

Before Alice knew it, Ilosovic was completely unclothed. She let her eyes wander around his body, traveling all the way to his cock and took a sharp intake of breath when she saw it. He reached down and started caressing her face and hair. Without any warning, Alice took Stayne's member in her hand and began toying with it. The gleam in his eye when she flicked her thumb over his tip was one she would not forget.

Alice pushed away Stayne's hand and moved to his member, tracing the outline with her tongue.

"Oh god Alice." He moaned. She smiled and took him in her mouth, lightly scraping her teeth down his shaft, her tongue swirling around him. When Stayne's body tensed up as his climax approached, Alice pulled away.

"Now who's the bloody tease?" he growled, but Alice just gave him a malicious smile, slightly panting. Deciding it was best to keep playing the game, Stayne continued messing with her. His mouth returned to her breast and his fingers fooling around with her clit once more.

"Stayne…in…me…now." She commanded him, and he willingly obeyed. He placed his member at her entrance, fully aware that what he was about to do with her would be painful. Alice saw the look of concern in his face. "Just do it." She told him and he pushed into her.

A sharp intake of breath from pain was heard from Alice and the guilt made it difficult for Stayne to continue this passionate love-making. But eventually he was able to compose himself and he began pulling out of her, only to push back in. Stayne repeated this process, feeling pleasure spreading throughout his body, and so did Alice.

Alice never thought such amazing feelings could have existed. "Oh Stayne…oh god…great." She panted, her hips moving in rhythm with her lover.

"Alice…sweet Alice…I bloody love you…" Stayne didn't know how much longer he could last. No, he needed to hold on for Alice.

"Stayne oh, oh…God STAYNE!" Her climax was an amazing one, her body shaking from the intensity of it. Stayne had his climax not long afterwards.

"ALICE!" He screamed and he filled Alice to the brim. The warm fluid gave Alice wonderful sensations. Much to his displeasure and hers as well, Stayne pulled out of her. Both of their chests were rising up and down, breathing heavily. She turned over on her side and he lay next to her on his side too, placing his arms around her, kissing and nipping at her neck.

"Alice, dear Alice." He murmured. "I will in no way let you go." He promised. Alice felt bread-and-butterflies batting their wings in her stomach.

"And I will never let you."

[duckiesdoodlesdelight]

meow ! not really a redraw but a quick lil drawing of some adoptables i got like.... 4 years ago on deviantart ! (links in the desc for som of the refs i used-- i did soften the colors and changed the blue cat’s (stella) tail)

https://www.deviantart.com/fruityfox1/art/Stella-and-Suzy-530626755 <- for stella

https://www.deviantart.com/fruityfox1/art/Alice-and-Rick-the-adopted-cats-568274515 <- for aLiCe

https://www.deviantart.com/fruityfox1/art/I-Ship-It-Ship-It-Like-Cheapbox-570470151 <-- this is where i got the concept to draw them together ! 

11 year old duckie said lesbian rights.  15 yearo ld duckie says lesbian rights .

if you look through my old deviantarts you’ll prob’ly cringe a lot ahaha 

[skylarstark4826]

Alice gingerly gripped the bandersnatch eye as she stormed down the corridor. After her first parley with the drooling beast she knew it would work to satiate him. Such were her thoughts as she stepped down the halls of the Red Queen's castle. Suddenly she heard the rhythmic drum of a soldier's boots behind her, she recalled the sound from the streets of her hometown in England, where the soldiers often took leave. She had been accosted by more than one, but their advances never got past some drunken catcalls and at worst a half-hearted grope. Tonight she was in for much worse.

She hid the eye behind her back as she felt the man approach behind her. She was pinned to the smooth marble wall as her assailant turned to face her. One eye of piercing blue fire bore into her soul. Stayne. She recalled this selfsame gaze in the throne room. Her face froze into a mask of terror. She inhaled sharply as he parted his slim lips to speak.

" I like you Um." His breath smelled like cloves and red wine. "I like, largenesss." His eyes widened as he delivered this line, he drew himself closer. Alice stood memorized for an instant before she felt his pelvis connect with hers. Even through her many layers of curtain and his leather greaves, she felt a telltale bulge.

"Get away from me!" She cast off his arm, running down the corridor. She checked over her shoulder to make sure he did not give chase. As she turned to run the corner, Ilosovic Stayne drew his sword and threw it overhand down the hall. It flew like an arrow, embedding itself through the side of Alice's dress and into the wall. She was now in a full panic. She turned, frantically grasping at the hilt of the blade. Desperately trying to wrench it from the wooden beam it had sunk into. She was not fast enough. His body hit her with the force of a freight train, pinning her against the wall and trapping her entirely. She felt him pull the sword from the wall with one easy motion and throw it clattering to the floor.

"You shouldn't have runnn, Um…" he spoke now with a manic cackle in his voice. She could feel his lips brushing her ear. Shivers ran the course of her spine. " I could have made it easy." Oh no. "But you made me angry." Her mind raced. "Now you pay the price." She nearly fainted with fear. She felt him press himself against her back. He drew a knife from his belt and held it against her throat. The blade traced a path around her neck and down, the back of the dress, cleaving it in two from her neck to the floor. The garment fell to the floor. In their rush to clothe her, the Queen's attendants had neglected to make her any undergarments. She stood naked in the hallway, Stayne, holding her against the cold marble wall, knowing exactly what was to follow.

"Please don't."

"Beg." He whispered.

"What?" she cried

"BEG." His roar brought her more tears. She fell into hysterics. He took a pair of handcuffs from his belt and slung them over a torch bracket on the wall. The cuffs were obviously made for a normal sized person and the steel cut into her wrists, sending minute trails of blood down her pale arms. Stayne stepped back, removing his armor and cape, then his belt, shirt and finally his boots and trousers. Alice contorted herself to see what was happening and instantly wished she hadn't. She caught a glimpse of Stayne's cock. It was a stunning ten inches. The thought of having it inside her made her hurt already. The pain was not imaginary for long. Starbursts of light crossed her vision as he grasped her shoulders and forcibly entered her pussy in the same motion. She nearly blacked out from the pain. Her hair was nearly wrenched from her skull as he twisted her head and planted a heated kiss on her lips. His demanding tongue probed past her lips and down her throat as her other hand groped her pale breasts. He continually pumped her from behind. With every stroke her pain became pleasure. Her mind went blank and a sort of madness overtook her. She forced herself back into him whenever he pushed and soon they were moving in a rhythm. Stayne groaned into their kiss. He appreciated her response but he could not allow her to enjoy this…

He removed himself from her swollen cunt. She groaned and panted, a look of pleading in her eyes. Stayne smiled as her forced her face against the wall and positioned his dick at the entrance to her little pink asshole. Her eyes widened once again with fear. He ground his hips against her for a moment before forcing himself inside. She was so tight, he could force himself all the way in on the first try. He frowned and gripped her shoulders, sinking his full ten inches inside. Tears of pure pain ran down her face and breasts. This drove stayne into a frenzy. It was not long before he was ready to come. But he could not, her punishment was not over. He pulled out of her, eliciting a sigh from the girl.

He reached up and unhooked her cuffs from the bracket. Throwing her to the ground, he crawled on top of her and began kissing her breasts. Her toes curled and she sighed with abject lust. Pain and pleasure mixed in madness as her fingers dug deep grooves into the carpet. He kissed her chest, then her stomach, his long, dark hair trialing over her torso and obscuring his actions from view. She craned her neck to see what was going on, a sharp burst of pleasure told her exactly what he was doing. Stayne made long slow licks over her swollen pussy. Lashing his tongue across her lips and sinking it in between them. He twirled it around her clit as he forced three fingers into her hole. She screamed in ecstasy and arched her back as she came. He continued regardless, fingering and licking, his long tongue making slow circles.

She dug her fingers into his hair, forcing his face deeper into her throbbing heat. He came up for air and their eyes met. He leaned in an she tasted herself on his lips. It was her turn to take charge. She rose to a sitting position, a look of confusion crossing Stayne's face. Before he could utter a word, Alice forced him onto his back. She planted her own kiss on his thin lips and gripped his shaft. She slowly stroked him as they held their liplock. Stayne emitted a groan through the kiss. Alice smirked and lowered her mouth to the tip of his cock. She encircled the tip with her tongue before swallowing it whole. She nearly gagged but held on, she moved her mouth back up to a more comfortable height and began stroking him again with her hand. She swirled his dick around her mouth, moving her head up and down in sync with her hand. She could tell he would not last much longer.

"Not so fast knave." She rose and held her pussy directly above his throbbing member. "Beg" He did.

"I. Like. Largenesss."

She dropped herself onto his shaft, riding him like a stallion. Grinding her hips into his cock, she was in charge. She threw her head back as she bounced up and down on top of her assailant. He knew he had lost control of the encounter and he couldn't care less. Her breasts bounced and swayed with the rhythm of her bucking hips. she could feel a climax building in his groin, her own orgasm seconds away. Later she looked back and wondered how nobody heard their simultaneous screams. They came together, him shooting what seemed like gallons of thick cum into her cunt. Alice felt wave after wave of the climax washing over her. She fainted in that moment and dropped onto the knave's chest. Stayne stood up, carried her to her dress where it lay and wrapped her in it. He carried her to his room and lay her on his bed. She smiled as she slept and he couldn't help a grin of his own. He dressed himself in nightclothes and crawled in next to her. She snuggled up to him and whispered into his ear, " You're mad Stayne, and all the best people are."

[skylarstark4826]

Unlike Iracebeth, Ilosovic Stayne could not be fooled by a few words of flattery and a pleasant smile. That's why when the newest addition of the court called herself Um, he failed to her believe for even an instant. After seeing that tangled mess of curls and curious stare, he held no doubts that he knew the truth to her identity. It was one thing to lie to the queen, it was another matter entirely to lie to Ilosovic Stayne. How dare she think that he would fall for so obvious of a ruse. He could not be played so easily, for he certainly was no fool quite unlike that Hatter the girl seemed so drawn to. So why had he not confessed his suspicions to the queen?

A frown formed upon his lips as he pondered that very thought. All the cunning in him, all the logic in him, demanded that he reveal her identity. Yet try as he might, he could not bring himself to utter those words out loud in the court. Perhaps, perhaps he simply wanted to wait for a more opportune moment to reveal her. As long as she was a member of the Red Queen's court she would be confined to the castle, making Frabjous Day near impossible. She could easily become another one of his pawns, one he could use to barter with the White Queen if a time ever came for that.

Even as he rationalized his thoughts, he still couldn't bring himself to think of her in such a way. He tried to tell himself there was nothing remarkably special about the girl other than her height, though she did have a peculiar manner about her. Everything was a new wonder to her, from the local delicacies to the old worn out tapestries that hung near the servants corridors, each one depicting a different moment of the Red Queen's rise to power. She was so naïve, nothing at all like the jaded women that so often shared his prescience. To most it would make her seem sweet and endearing. To him it simply made her strange, a puzzle-box of sorts, one he was determined to figure out.

He was stirred from his thoughts when he realized where his feet had taken him. Instead of guarding the queen's throne room as he was ordered to do, he was steadily marching towards her room. How could this woman hold so much control over him, as to sway him from fulfilling his duties? He slowed his pace as he heard the sound of footfalls, slinking into the shadows cast about the hall as he made his was toward it's source. He gazed at her retreating figure for a moment, before tauntingly calling out, "I know who you are Alice."

Startled, the girl spun wildly around before marching directly up to him, fear and panic marring her delicate features. When she was but a breath away, so close he felt he could almost taste her, her fear quickly turned into grim determination.

"I believe you are mistaken sir, my name is Um. From Umbridge, remember?" she replied, her eyes steely. Try as she might to hide it, the truth shone brightly through her shallow facade. A sinister chuckle escaped from Stayne's lips as he narrowed his eye at her. Did she honestly think so little of him?

"My dear Alice, lying is not very becoming of a woman your age. Wouldn't you agree?" he drawled, eying her lazily.

"I told you sir, I have no idea what you are talking about. Now if you would excuse me, I have some business I must attend to." she replied, making an attempt to leave. He quickly halted her by shoving her into the wall, forceful enough to make his point across but not so far as to inflict any serious damage.

"I have very little patience for games, Alice. Now be a good girl and tell me the truth, and perhaps I shall let you go."

He didn't understand why, but he needed her to say the words he already knew to be true. The fact the girl held any sway over his emotions infuriated him to a madness he had never known, a madness he certainly didn't enjoy. His gaze lingered on her face as she stood petrified with the fear she had tried denying earlier, which was now radiating off her in pools.

Normally he would feel satisfaction at having such an affect over a person's emotions but now… now he wasn't sure how he felt. His unease escaped his lips in the form of a snarl, causing the young woman to slightly jump. A silent tension hung in the air between the pair, before she broke the stifling air.

"I… I told you all there is to say on the matter. Now please let me go, I have matters that must be attended to, sir." she said, struggling against his grip which only cause him to tighten if further.

"So you can visit your precious Hatter? Oh yes, I know exactly just what you intend to do Alice." He sneered at her, his blood boiling at the mere idea of that fool even baring witness to her prescience.

Her eyes flickered at him for a moment, as if she could sense his loathing for the other man, before she spoke again. "What do you want from me? I've told you everything there is to say."

"You've given me lie after lie! Or has your denial now become your truth?" he hissed, glaring at her.

She remained silent and he briefly wanted to shake her, if only to get her to say something, to say anything. When he looked in her eyes, he saw her answer ringing in them as a crystalline truth: Defiance. She would never submit to him, but he would never relent from pursuing her. His hands seemed to be acting of their own accord, snaking their way up to the sides of her face. She was so different from the women here, so strange. She stiffened under his touch, but he paid no heed to her silent complaints. She had a power of her own, even if she did not know it, a power that had a most enticing effect on him.

He was never one to shy away from a challenge and the impulses of desire outweighed his common sense as he firmly planted his lips against her own. His lips moved against her impassive ones with fervor, asking her stony will to reciprocate his own muddled emotions, if only just this once. As if she understood his desperation, she followed his lead with her own soft, delicate kisses. Her arms wrapped around his neck, as he tangled a hand through her curls, unwilling to give up this moment.

She suddenly broke away from him, her logic and will returning more quickly than his own. He stared deeply into her eyes, searching for answers only to find there was nothing hidden in their depths before he released her, almost as if merely touching her burned him now. Her gaze was still locked on him however, her eyes softening as she touched her lips, an unspoken emotion riddling her features. She blinked and the trance was broken, quickly gathering up her skirts as she fled down the corridor, casting him one fleeting glance before she completely disappeared from view. Something inside him beckoned him to follow her but he quickly dismissed the urge and continued on with his rounds.

[skylarstark4826]

I absolutely loved this beautiful Alice in Wonderland fanart from the Stalice ship of the characters Ilosovic Stayne and Alice Kingsleigh together especially I find it something very adorable the way in which in the Alice Kingsleigh is hidden behind the wall while watching Ilosovic Stayne eating some red queen cakes secretly from her... and because despite the fact that in the Tim Burton movie of Alice in Wonderland doesn't tell us specifically how many days Alice Kingsleigh had spent in the Red Queen's castle. I would have liked to think that if it had been days then it would happen that while Alice Kingsleigh pretended to be Um then it happened that in one of those days while Alice Kingsleigh was trying to find the Vortex sword then it happened that in the meantime she will meet Ilosovic Stayne who was secretly eating some of the red queen's cakes and while Alice Kingsleigh is hiding behind a wall looking at him Ilosovic Stayne when he realized that he would get very nervous about it

By the way, this beautiful fanart of theirs is not mine and the credits are not for me but I warn you that right here I am going to leave you the link of the true creator of this beautiful masterpiece on DeviantArt

The Knave of Hearts, he .... by AngelERenoir on DeviantArt