#oc: layla michaels

[ms-rampage]

I had Bing Ai create (some of) my OCs

I used Deepface to fix a few of their faces (thank you for the advice @candy616) 😊😊

Paige Winchester (FC: Ashley Costello)

Kate Winchester (FC: Mary Mouser)

Kenneth Smith (FC: Kenny Omega/Ryan Corr)

Cody Reynolds: (FC: Richard Madden)

[Aka the Doctor Strange of my OCs; he's a doctor and sorcerer]

Adrian Wray (FC: Hangman Adam Page)

Mandy Winchester (FC: Cristina Scabbia)

Deputy Layla Michaels (FC: China Anne McClain)

Cristina Winchester-Smith (FC: Brianna Hildebrand)

The triplets: Jeffrey, Thomas and Bianca

(FC: Dylan Everett, Colin Ford and Maisie Williams)

Renée Winchester-Smith (FC: Gabrielle Echols)

[beastsovrevelation]

One may ask, why am I so pressed about likely making Archangel Michael female in Song of the Wicked, and related universe, like Sanguis?..

Well, as I've mentioned, Archangel Michael may possibly end up Layla Daino's endgame love interest. I want to maintain differences between SOTW, and a certain story I prefer to bring up as little as possible on this blog.

Besides, Layla's faceclaim is fucking Alycia Debnam Carey.

I feel... I feel that calls for a female love interest.

She's already with Damien (until he dies), who's male.

Now, here goes another issue. Faceclaims.

For Fem!Michael, I'd consider Teresa Palmer, or Sarah Gadon.

The problem? They're both shorter than Alycia, Sarah significantly so. I want Michael to be at least the same height as Layla if they're lovers, if not taller...

I don't know. Maybe, I should disregard the actress' real life height, and just use her likeness. I really do feel Teresa would make a splendid Fem!Michael.

Another possibility would be keeping Michael male, and making him the one from Legion.

But, I'd rather not do that. The Antichrists I work with sort of have their own territories. He's my OC's territory. She'd rather not share, while I'd rather not make her.

Then, there's Damien. Who would be his faceclaim?..

One may suggest Sam Neill, the original adult Damien.

(Interesting he's talking about sacrificing sons, since that's exactly what his parents do to him)

That's a possibility. Still, I don't know. I don't know if it clicks, if he clicks with Layla's faceclaim. He did great, but I don't know if he's... Attractive enough?..

Any suggestions, rando-who's-seeing-this-post?..

[heria-bl-angel]

Hellaverse OC: Layla

Full Name: Layla "Thorn" Morningstar

Nickname: Adoptive Daughter of Epilaus (Title), Biological Daughter of Lucifer and Lilith (Title), Long-Lost Sister of Charlie, Lucius and Damien (Title), Young Lady, Sweetie, Darling, Girl, Brat gal (By Lucifer), Young Lady, Blueberry Pie, Sweet Star (By Lilith), Daughter, Good Blueberry (By Epilaus), Princess Slothy, Sweetheart, Doll gurl (By Carmelo), Sweet moon (By Helsa), Sister (By Damien and Lucius), Short Sis (By Damien and Charlie), Blue damn c**t (By Blitzo), Auntie, Aunt Lay (By Evelyn), Sir (Briana and her bodyguards), Spoiled ruthless brat, Useless B*tch, Little piece of s*ut (By Lute), Princess Idiot and Jealous little punk (By Terrence), Selfish damn Girl, Little Brat, Stubborn little useless girl, Little twit (by Abaddon), Kid, Child (By Belial, Blitzo, Satan, Lucifer and Azazel)

Likes: Hanging out with Barbie Wire and Helsa, Flirting with her boyfriend Carmelo, Cuddling with Her biological mother Lilith, Her adoptive Father, Tormenting Charlie and Damien (Formerly), Manipulating her imp slave, Listening to The Pretty Reckless, Radiohead and Offspring, Reading Manga, Anime, Cosplaying, Kissing her boyfriend, Drugs, Drinking Wine, Bullying Charlie and Celine (Formerly), Doing/Selling drugs, Having her own life, Emo Fashion, Goth Fashion, being Emo and Goth, Pills, Sleeping, Playing her acoustic guitar, Rabbits, her niece, Cats, playing Flute, His Twin-brother being brave and cool, Protects his brothers

Dislikes: Stella's tricks, Emily's tricks (Sometimes), Her family (Sometimes, expect Damien, Lucius, Lilith and Epilaus), Charlie's idea of redemption (Sometimes), Her biological father's overprotectiveness and abuse, Being touched without permission (Expect Belphegor, Epilaus, Barbie Wire, Helsa and Carmelo), Damien's attitude (Sometimes), Her adoptive father being harmed, Her twin-Brother and her younger sister tries to reconnect her (Sometimes), Stella's temper, Stella being annoying, Her boss' overprotectiveness, Vaggie (Sometimes), Carmelo being beaten up by Lucifer and Damien, his Niece being in danger, Racist, being a loser, Emily taunting her, Cockroaches, Sushi, Banana, Cain, Anyone being rude to his twin-brother, Getting disrespected, Being ignored, Satan punishing Blitzo, Anyone hurts his twin-brother, Chelsea's temper and insults on her twin-brother, Helsa being rude to Charlie

Species: Demon/ArchDemon

Gender: Female

Age: 22-23 (Biological) (Same as Damien)

Sexuality: Pansexual and Polyamorous

Status: Alive

Abilities: Vast dark powers, Enhanced healing factor, Poison immunity, Animal manipulation, Demonic transformation, Flight, Shapeshifting, Demonic Wings, Demon Magic, Pyrokinesis, Super strength, Teleportation, Shapeshifting horns, Shapeshifting horns and tail, Shapeshifting tail, Fire and heat manipulation, Musical Talent, Writing, Songwriting, Guitar-playing, Drawing, Energy projection, Telekinesis, Mind Control, Mind Reading, Retrocognition

Occupation: Manger of Sloth Ring, Assistant of Belphegor, Founder of Cherryberry Town in Sloth Ring, Twin-Brother of Damien, Daughter of Lucifer, Doctor of Hellbent Squad

Family:

God (Grandfather), Lucifer Morningstar (Biological Father), Archangel Michael (Uncle), Lilith (Biological Mother), Charlie Morningstar (Younger Sister), Damien Thorn (Twin-Brother), Lucius Wagner Morningstar (Older Brother), Epilaus (Adoptive Father), Evelyn (Niece), Serenity (Sister-in-law; Separated), Mark Thorn (Cousin)

Friends: Helsa Von Eldritch (Bestie/Frenemy), Barbie Wire (Best Friend), Carmelo (Boyfriend), Issac (Frenemy; Teammate), Moxxie (Current; Frenemy), Celine (Current; One-sided and Teammate), Briana (Assistant), Baelzra (Childhood Friend), Finley (Close Friend), Paulina (Childhood Friend), Roxie (Childhood Friend), Amie (Childhood Friend), Mora (Childhood Friend), Marx, Hatchet, Emily (Frenemy)

Enemies: Damien (Formerly), Lucifer (Formerly), Terrence (Formerly), Blitzo (Formerly), Moxxie (Formerly), Emily (Arch-Rival; Sometimes), Stella (Arch-Enemy), Celine (Formerly), Kassandra (Formerly), Cedric, Charlie (Formerly), Lucius (Formerly), Vaggie (Sometimes), Lute, Ivora, Employees of D.H.O.R.K.S, Exorcists, Vox, Valentino, Helsa Von Eldritch (Sometimes), Employees of C.H.E.R.U.B.S (surviving Victims), Abaddon, Abaddon's army, Eisheth (Victim: Deceased), Lorelai (Sometimes), Eligos, Levistus, Azazel, Elena (Rival), Ryan (Sworn Enemy), Satan (Somewhat), Baal/Bael, Izzi (Victim; Deceased), Chelsea (Victim; Deceased), Mark Thorn (Formerly)

Romantic Interests: Carmelo (Boyfriend), Ryan (Ex-Boyfriend), Velvette (Crush; On and Off), Verosika Mayday (Crush)

Other: Belphegor (Boss), Epilaus (Co-worker), Seviathan Von Eldritch (Teammate), Clive Williams (Teammate), Arackniss (Teammate), Angel Dust (Acquainted), Loona (Acquainted/One-sided), Molly (acquainted), Astaroth (acquainted), Dr.Somna (acquainted), Baron Von Eldritch (Teammate), Lamont (Teammate), Terrence (Teammate), Alina (acquainted), Lucius (Boss), Cain (acquainted), five unnamed Hellhound bodyguards, Ciaran (Black and White Cat Pet), Anya (acquainted), Celia (Client), Verosika Mayday (Idol), Three unnamed imps (drug suppliers)

Weapons: AK-15, AKM, Shotgun, Pink Axe, Chainsaw, Digger, Baseball Bat, Club Weapon, Pistol Gun, Rocket Launcher, Claws, Fangs

Voiced by: Megan Hollingshead (Speaking), Christine Gyrsting Lorentzen (Singing)

[deadgirlwalking91]

Who is Mandi in Thou Shalt Not? Is Mandi actually getting married to Lucifer's older brother Michael? Mandi is going to be Charlie's aunt soon, interesting.

Hey Anon,

*slaps desk* Who is Mandi?! WHO IS MANDI?!

Mandi is sunshine. Mandi is precious. Mandi is also one of @a-dose-of-comatose's OC Exorcists from her s t u n n i n g fic 'There's No Use in Trying to Fight It'

We needed Lute to have more friends, so we each picked an OC Exorcist to play that role. I chose Layla and Nerve chose Mandi and honestly, we think teamed with Lute and Vaggie they make a pretty rad girl squad (if we do say so ourselves) 🤭

As for Lucifer and Michael—they're not related in this AU. We just thought it would be fun to use the name for Mandi's husband-to-be, but there's no connection whatsoever to Lucifer or Charlie.

[lilyevanstan1325]

Leave a comment if you'd like to join my taglist❤️

Pairing: Steve Rogers x OC

A/N: I don't own any of the main characters mentioned in this story, except for Lily Strange, her children and Layla.

All other characters belong to Marvel Inc.

The stories do not follow the timeline of the Marvel films. Some characters, places or events do not correspond to the films, I am only granted some "licenses".

Be patient!

Warning: This story contains mature content, including :

Graphic scene, strong language, sex, kinks, death, violence, depression.

Summary: Steve Rogers and Lily Strange are living the life they had always dreamed of.

Together with their children they live their wonderful love story and surrounded by family and friends they face the joys that life continues to offer them.

But a new enemy is coming, ready to turn their lives upside down.

Love and friendships will be shattered, destroying any balance.

If years ago love was the solution, now will it be enough?

If your world was falling apart what would you be willing to do to survive?

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10 coming soon

[userlaylivia]

What are your current top 25 OTPs?

keep in mind this changes after the top 5 a lot and some are higher at times and some honorary mentions are in the top 25 sometimes it depends on my feelings lol these are just my top 25 atm !! and pls nobody unfollow me for some of these as you know I multiship lol ily ❤️❤️ I almost have some that are tied but idc lol

damon/elena (the vampire diaries)

stiles/lydia(teen wolf)&bellamy/clarke (t100)

betty/jughead (riverdale)

pacey/joey (dawson's creek)

chuck/blair (gossip girl)

zeke/michaela (manifest)

spencer/olivia (all american)

brooke/lucas (one tree hill)

jess/rory (gilmore girls)

spike/buffy (buffy)

jackie/hyde (that 70's show)&mark/lexie (ga)

archie/veronica (riverdale)

jake/peyton (one tree hill)

kara/mon el (supergirl)

nathan/haley (one tree hill)

sydney/vaughn (alias)&jackson/april (ga)

jake/amy (brooklyn nine nine)

stefan/caroline (the vampire diaries)

brenda/dylan (beverly hills 90210)

hope/landon (legacies)

adam/cassie (the secret circle)

ross/rachel (friends)

barney/robin (how I met your mother)

sawyer/kate (lost)

chandler/monica (friends)

honorable mentions: sean/emma (degrassi), meredith/derek (grey's anatomy), jordan/layla (all american), stiles/malia (teen wolf), scott/allison (teen wolf), cheryl/toni (riverdale), tyler/caroline (tvd), luke/lorelai (gilmore girls), dan/blair and nate/serena (gossip girl), max/liz and michael/alex (roswell new mexico), max/liz and michael/maria (og roswell), betty/archie (riverdale), tim/lucy (the rookie), ricky/gina (hsmtmts), ryan/marissa (the oc), brooke/julian (one tree hill), jack/emily (revenge), barry/caitlin (the flash), conrad/nic (the resident), doug/carol (er), barry/iris (the flash), mike/eleven (stranger things)

[earth-6677]

Welcome to Earth-6677!

Do you want Agent Carter Season 3, or something close to it? Do you want that story to be a fanfic with various connecting fics taking inspiration from other Golden Age Marvel Heroes? Do you want stories that take place within the MCU, but are also a set-up for a soft reboot of the parts the authors don't like? You want gay shit? Then this project might just be for you.

Earth-6677 is a fanfiction project begun by @crash476, with assistance from @sparkyyoungupstart. Beginning as an idea of what happened to Peggy Carter's brother Michael, we have expanded it into a shared universe that slowly unveils a new history of the world that ties in both Marvel Comics, the MCU, and actual historical events.

Currently our focus is on the events of WWII and the post-war period of Agent Carter. Our main cast members are Michael Carter and an OC, Emily Gower, though we've combined them with elements of the comics characters Brian Falsworth (Union Jack) and Jacqueline Falsworth (Spitfire). So far a majority of our tales have focused on The Invaders, a team that in the comics punched Axis forces and starred Captain America, Namor, and the original Human Torch. They're not in our cast, but we hope the characters we did put in keep the same flavour.

We have hopes and plans to let the repercussions of our characters (and our own disappointments with several modern projects) echo throughout the timeline and into modern day - accompanied of course with more stories as long as we can find the time for them. For now, though, here's a rundown on what fics we have so far.

The Invaders series, focusing on the Golden Age (and in publishing order):

Death in the Golden Hour, a combination prologue and Flash Forward one-shot taking place immediately after the attack on Jack Thompson in the final moments of Agent Carter.

Sixes and Sevens, the story of Michael Carter's death being covered up during World War II. The Special Operations Executive see a golden opportunity, Carter is given a new identity - Brian Falsworth - and he's sent to join Operation Meridian, the British equivalent of Project Rebirth. When Dr. Erskine is assassinated in America, Major "Falsworth" is sent on a mission through the Middle East to track down an old colleague of Dr. Erskine's in the hopes that Britain can get their own super soldier. Joined by Emily Gower, the two must evade Nazis, HYDRA agents, and local governments in order to secure an advantage for the Allied forces.

Upon the Chaos Dark, a one-shot showing Roger Aubrey being captured and experimented on by Daniel Whitehall.

Shadow of the Eagle, where Carter's team embarks on a mission to destroy a U-Boat station in Greece, only to encounter several figures from his past.

Radio Chatter, a collection for various one-shots.

The Haunting of Villa Layla, where the members of the Fidonisi party regroup with their friends and share stories from their pasts.

Agent Carter: Phantom Pain, the point at which the story catches up to the prologue. Peggy and company must deal with Thompson's death, Dottie's return, the looming shutdown of the SSR, and Michael's return.

There is a House in the Mountains, where a contingent of Invaders are sent to rescue a spy on the inside of HYDRA.

Headfirst Slide into Latveria on a Bad Bet, where the other half of the Invaders go to Latveria to help a young Victor von Doom liberate his country.

Vampire Smile, where Emily recounts the final bite that turned her into a vampire.

Small, Sharp Grace, where the Cold War is now in full swing and passions run high while a years long plot comes to fruition.

The Brazen House, where in 2014, a Pulitzer Prize winning journalist writes a book about the early years of S.H.I.E.L.D.

We also have a TV Tropes page here; we've been updating it ourselves but our hope is that it can become self-sustaining if the series gets popular enough. After all, the more people who engage with our work the better our motivation to write more of it! So please, read and enjoy!

[dvarapala]

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oc introduction // @fightwing

khione 'kie' goossens - more commonly known as freeze girl or frostbite but will go by skadi later in life - is a third generation superhero. this makes her a legacy. just like will stronghold and warren peace.

her dad - leander aka icicle - has cryokinesis abilities and her mom - marina, aka thalassa - has hydrokinesis abilities and she has inherited both. though not many people know this as she leans heavily on the cryo as per their instructions.

"because no one will want you if they figure out that you can bend their blood, kiki."

(it is something she's heard many times before: "no one will want you if you do / say / think xyz, kiki!")

her parents have plotted out kie's entire life for her from start to finish and she hates it. hates them for it.

(she can come home with whomever, so long as they're not pyrokinetic.)

because they hate superheroes like warren, who wields the opposite element. because they hate the fact that she's head over heels in love with him.

because they hate everyone and everything they can't control.

kie loves ice skating and snow sculpting and swimming and biology and thankfully her hobby's fall under the banner of keeping her super skills sharp as per her parents insistence because she wouldn't know what she would have done otherwise.

it is something she's grateful for because during her first year at sky university, baron battle escapes the maximum security prison he was kept in, rampages through maxville and kidnaps ethan bank - the resident boy genius who can turn himself into liquid.

the group comes together and they get ethan back but he's never quite the same afterwards.

(zach is the one to coin the term the stronghold seven as a joke but it sticks.)

aside from this, her parents' marriage crumbles in the wake of the revelation that zachary "zach" braun-springer is her half brother. and though it pained her, kie kept it a secret (because her parents asked her to) until mr medulla - who got offered a job at sky u and took it - fed his class a self made truth serum for an experiment.

during her second year at university, kie gets kidnapped by katherine baxter. katherine has sound based powers and a twin brother named michael she'd move mountains for. her brother is still in lockup for aiding baron battle the year before.

the stronghold seven (or, well, six, in this case) comb through maxville until they figure out that katherine keeps kie in a wellness center in the richer part of town: maxwellness. katherine - specializing in sound wellness - used to work there.

the group saves kie in the nick of time. had they been any later, she would have died. it takes months for kie to get back to her former power-level and herself and she grapples with this more than she cares to admit.

during her third year, josie stronghold dies. ms stronghold has been more of a mother to kie than her own mother has ever been. and so she goes to the funeral and grieves. (she will never forget will's haunted eyes and steve's anguished scream). during her last year, mr medulla reveals himself to be an undercover villain and baron battle strikes once more but manages to evade capture once again.

he's still out there, to this day, doing what royal pain did, but better.

after kie graduates from sky u, the stronghold seven is officially formed: the team consists of it's leader and namesake, will stronghold (super strength and flight); layla williams (botanokinesis); warren peace (pyrokinesis and invulnerability); magenta lewis (shapeshifter who keeps her human strength even while shifted into small critters); zach braun-springer (photon manipulation); ethan banks (liquification, genius) and khione goossens (cryokinesis and hydrokinesis).

khione can be found over at @freezegirl!

[shotgunglitter]

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My name is Luci. I am currently seeking roleplay partners. male, female, or non-binary — it doesn’t matter to me.

:readmore:

While this is a new blog, I am not new to tumblr itself. If you wish to roleplay, follow and message me! Or you may ask to roleplay through sending me an ask, or you can even ask my oc questions!

I love to do oc x oc and oc x cc. I am mainly a fan of 70s-00s movies such as: The Godfather, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, Fast Times At Ridgemont High, The Breakfast Club, Pretty in Pink, and Buffalo ‘66

In those movies I can play:

The Godfather: Connie Corleone

Ferris Bueller’s Day Off: Sloane Peterson, Jeanie Bueller

Fast Times at Ridgemont High: Stacy Hamilton

The Breakfast Club: Claire Standish, Allison Reynolds

Pretty in Pink: Andie Walsh

Buffalo ‘66: Layla

I am seeking someone to play these characters (in a cc x oc roleplay.):

The Godfather: Michael Corleone

Ferris Bueller’s day off: Cameron Frye

Fast Times at Ridgemont High: Mike Damone

The Breakfast Club: Brian Johnson, Andrew Clark

My Characters:

Laurie Wilson

Age: 19

Era: 1980s

Playby: Christina Applegate

Backstory: In the works.

Pandora D’Arc

Age: 23

Era: 1970s

Playby: Isabelle Adjani

Backstory: Pandora Jean D’Arc was born to two loving parents, named Mary Elizabeth and James in Newark, New Jersey. Pandora is of Italian and American descent, and has a very prominent ‘Jersey’ accent. Growing up, Pandora was always surrounded by her family. She mostly spent time with her cousins as a child, and her grandmother. As a teenager, she picked up negative habits such as smoking. Her and her friends thought it would be a cool thing to do, as they would snag a cigarette from one of their parents before meeting up at an abandoned trailer park nearby one of their houses. Pandora didn’t realize that it would become an addiction that felt almost impossible for her to break. Despite this, she did well in school. After Highschool, she pursed a job at a local office for bookkeeping. In this time, it was pretty hard to be bookkeeper as a female. But Pandora didn’t need to go to college or anything to pursue this job. She was trained for weeks, and then took an exam to qualify.

Other information: Pandora stands at about 5’5” and weight 126 lbs. She has a prominent pear shape, and mostly dresses in a bohemian style. Pandora’s personality is what people call a “phlegmatic”, which means a relaxed and peaceful person. She is very hardworking, and dislikes when people interrupt her work. Pandora is a “treat others the way you want to be treated”, type of person. If you are kind to her, she’s kind to you. If someone is an utter bitch to her, she will not hesitate to return that same bitchy energy to that person.

[ms-rampage]

My OCs if they were in The Last of Us. App I used

Paige and Kate

Layla and Alissa

Kenneth and Adrian

Barbara and Mandy

Cody and Martin

[dreaming-for-an-escape]

A New Kind Of Hell 

Alternate ending part 2

Summary: Layla Bradshaw thought her personal hell was the worst thing she ever experienced. She was clearly wrong. *This is a two part alternate ending for my story How Soon Is Now? For Season 8 Episode 10. Please read with caution.*

Warnings: Smut, Cannibalism, dub-con, non-con, hints of magic being used on Layla to make her more willing.

Six months.

Six fuckin’ months.

That was how far along Layla was in her pregnancy, and she still wasn’t used to it. Even after she had Tessa, being pregnant again felt so strange.

Layla thought it was understandable given that she’d only been a few days pregnant with her daughter before Michael forcefully fed her his blood. It didn’t take long for her belly to grow to completion, and a few hours later she ended up giving birth in Misty’s cabin with the remaining witches of her coven.

But even they were now all gone. Her whole family, wiped out of existence with the exception of Tessa. And unlike last time, Michael wanted Layla to experience a full term pregnancy since it was his child she was carrying. Not Kyle’s.  

When Layla found out she was pregnant two weeks after having to undergo Michael’s lust, she had herself a good cry. She didn't plan for this to happen, nor did she want it. Michael was the true mastermind behind the pregnancy.  

Big surprise there.

Due to Michael's hold on her, Layla had no choice but to let him use her as he saw fit. That same night, after finding out she was pregnant, Michael fucked her with such avidity it seemed as if he were trying to put another baby in her despite already being pregnant. This intensity of his only increased, making it obvious he enjoyed being inside her as her stomach grew with each passing month.

Layla found his raging libido sickening.

Michael in general sickened her.

And for the first month of her pregnancy this thing she was carrying also sickened her. That was until Layla had her monthly visit with Tessa.

Despite the initial shock at the news of her pregnancy, her daughter, wise beyond her young age, made her see reason. This baby, even half of Michael, was still just a baby, and half of her. If Layla hated it before it was even born, then hatred will be all the baby would know.

Hatred itself was such a strong emotion, one Layla was very familiar with. Only now she could not, did not, want to hate this child. Hatred would twist them into becoming a monster, just like Michael.

Thus, Layla made a promise to herself five months ago. She was going to try her hardest to make sure this child wouldn’t turn out like him. They wouldn’t ever question her love for them. Love that Layla did not, and would never have for Michael...their father.

As expected, Michael made his presence known to Layla in the bedroom they, much to her misfortune, shared. Layla didn’t get up from where she laid on the plush couch. She only looked up from the book she was reading long enough to see his domineering frame, and a timid looking maid with a cart.

The woman who pushed in the cart with the silver platter was not her usual maid, Hadley. Layla wondered where she might be at the moment. Hadley had become a friend to her during these last few months. The light brunette would sometimes keep her company when Layla wasn't graced with Michael's so-called loving presence. She also was better company than Miriam, who even as a robot unnerved Layla.

The unfamiliar woman didn’t stay long after setting the silver plate onto the dinner table that was in the massive bedroom. She quickly bowed her head before taking off, leaving behind Layla who wished to follow.

It was now her and Michael. And the baby Layla was carrying, but it was only Michael who made the alarms go off in her head because of his staring.

Michael was practically undressing her with his eyes. “You look utterly ravishing.”

“I look like shit and I feel like it.” Layla muttered, not caring how petulant she sounded. She put aside her book because there was no point in reading anymore with Michael in the room talking to her.

“Nonsense.” Michael cooed, coming closer to where she laid on the couch. He tilted her chin up, forcing her to look at him. His thumb brushed her bottom lip, pulling it down slightly. The pinkness on her cheeks set fire to his loins. “I do believe you’re glowing.”

Layla stood, quick to get away from his hold while she could. Even anxious she wanted to defy him, but any snarky comment about how he needed to get his eyes checked out wouldn’t have done her any good. Or rather, it wouldn’t have done Tessa any good.

Michael had one hand behind his back, while the other gestured to where the food had been left. “Perhaps this will help.”

“I seriously doubt whatever you have brought is gonna help.” Layla replied curtly. She nonetheless walked over to the dinner table and took a seat in front of the silver platter.

Michael fixed her a sharp smile, revealing what was inside the silver platter. It wasn’t anything Layla expected. There resting on top of the silver plate was a human heart and liver. Layla got up, the chair screeching loudly as she backed away from the table, absolutely appalled. One of her hands covered her mouth, and the other touched her bump, as if shielding her unborn baby from seeing the ghastly sight before them.

Once upon a time Layla’s dream (before she learned she was a witch) was to become a Forensic Anthropologist. Therefore she was quite familiar with human anatomy but not even her knowledge stopped the aghast from being presented with a human heart and liver.

Who exactly did the organs belong to? Layla hadn’t a clue. She felt really bad for whoever this was. Layla highly doubted they volunteered to be killed just for their heart and liver. And why exactly those parts? She didn’t know for certain but she would soon, judging from Michael’s gleaming eyes.

Layla hated that look he had on. A look of delight. She’d seen him eat hearts before, and if he was about to eat this heart and liver in front of her she just might throw up. Her pregnancy was making her extra sensitive these days.  

Horrified, Layla then remembered what he said. She glowered at him. “How the fuck could you ever think this would help me?”

“Your body this far into your pregnancy requires substances of a certain kind.” Michael informed her in a cool manner. He came over to her, forcing her to look up at him again. His only reaction to her shock and swearing was glee filling his features.  

Layla shook her head, trying her best to ignore the softness of his hands and the coolness of his rings against her flushed skin. “You’re lying. You’re just trying to trick me.” She brusquely vocalized. “This is some sick twisted way for you to get your rocks off.”

Michael chuckled, low and smooth. “Oh, believe me my love…” He caressed the apple of her cheeks, relishing the warmth. “Why would I resort to trickery when I already have the pleasure of spilling inside you whenever I want? You always come willing anyway.”

Layla stopped herself from slapping the smug face off of him. He spoke as if she took sheer joy in sleeping with him. It had only gotten worse now that she was pregnant, and it was always him who initiated it.

Layla pushed his hand away, bristling while doing so. She tried to walk away but Michael stepped forward, invading what little personal space she had. “You know you want to.”

Layla’s breath hitched at the way his intense blue eyes were staring down at her. The richness and smoothness of his voice made chills go down her back, and she suddenly felt weightless even at six months pregnant. She looked at the silver plate with the heart and liver and was astonished at the lack of disgust from moments prior. She wasn’t getting nauseous the longer she stared at the bloody organs.

No, Layla now had a craving. A need, really. The need to eat everything on the plate. And that frightened her, but not enough to stop herself from hurrying over and taking the first bite.

And once she did, the frenzy began.

It was as if Layla wasn’t in her own body as she took bite after bite of the heart and liver. At the moment it didn’t matter that she was eating another person’s organs. All that mattered was needing to eliminate this hunger of hers that came out of nowhere. Layla never once noticed Michael playing with her hair as she ate away.

All that blood nearly put her in a stupor. She wasn’t herself though, as she’d later come to realize in distraught. She’d been under a spell, his spell.

Layla didn’t pull away at the press of Michael's lips against her own once she finished everything. She didn’t protest in the slightest at the feel of his tongue licking its way inside her mouth, welcoming the blood that was there. And she reacted in a way that was very unlike her.

Rather than stopping the kiss, Layla pulled Michael closer, moaning against his mouth. Her green eyes wide but hazy as he picked her up bridal style, mindful of her current state.

Their fervid kissing never faltered while making his way to their bed. It was when they undressed that it came to a pause. His clothes came off first, and he tore her dress right after. Michael nearly groaned at the roundness of Layla’s stomach. Her breasts had grown, becoming more fuller and her hips were wider.  

Rather than thrusting himself inside her without a second thought, Michael kissed his way down, gently biting her fuller, sensitive breasts until he was leveled in between her thighs. His member throbbed, pleased to see her arousal glistened like diamonds.

“My Laya, my precious Layla.” Michael murmured, blowing air against her clit. She reacted instantly by throwing her head back, turning into a moaning mess. She fell back onto the mountain of pillows they had on the bed. “My beautiful wife.” Her moaning became louder once he buried his whole face in her hot, wet center.

Layla’s hands impulsively went to his hair, pulling him even closer to her bud of nerves. She felt the silkiness of his hair as his lips wrapped around her clit. His tongue teased her, moving fast enough to finish her until slowing down at the last second, delaying her release.

Michael didn’t mind Layla pulling on his hair, finding amusement in her desperation. She was never like this with him, so he was going to enjoy it. He continued the torture with his tongue on her bud, pushing her close to release only to pull her back at the last second.  

It wasn’t until Layla began sobbing, begging with her sweet voice, that Michael finally gifted her with the bliss she’d been chasing. He pressed his tongue hard against her clit, and within seconds she was howling so loud glass could’ve broken. Her arousal gushed out, covering the bottom part of his face with her deliciousness.

Layla’s hands fell from his hair, fisting the silk sheets. The heat coursing through her wasn’t gone, heightening again as Michael crawled up her body, kissing as much of her skin as possible. The evidence of what was left of her climax shined on his face.  

“Taste yourself, my love.” Michael purred, abruptly kissing her before she could say anything.

Layla’s mouth opened as if on its own, tasting the slick he very much enjoyed. He kissed her until she needed air. The sight of her slick covering her face where blood from her feast remained hardened his cock.

“You taste like honey and lavender mixed together.” Michael gruffed, surging forward again to claim her lips. Layla shuddered at his tongue flicking against her own.

At some point, during their heated kissing, Michael had maneuvered. Layla was on his lap while he was sitting against the headboard. He kept eye contact with her as he reached down to palm his hardened member.

Layla mewled at the sight, throwing her head back at the feel of his other hand dipping between her thighs. Three of fingers made their way inside her, and she shivered at the coolness of his rings. An endless amount of tingles started to go down her spine at the way his thumb rubbed her clit mercilessly.

Michael was determined to get her to orgasm again so soon, and he accomplished just that.

A hard press to her clit right as he curled his fingers to hit a special spot inside made Layla let out an earth-shattering cry. Her nails scratched down his chest, leaving angry bloody marks.

Michael growled, liking the pain and pleasure she made him feel. He rubbed himself harder, not stopping the curling of his fingers inside Layla nor the clit pressing with his thumb with his other hand. She was suffering from overstimulation, and as an outlet scratched down his chest again, drawing more blood. He didn’t stop his movements, and she didn’t stop her scratching until a pinch to her clit had her wailing.

Layla’s arousal from her orgasm leaked down her thighs, right onto Michael’s weeping member. He pulled his hand from her warm cunt, taking joy in her whining when doing so and used his slick covered hand to jerk himself with. He finished at the feel of her warmth all over him, his seed mixing with her arousal.

The two of them were lost to their climaxes; they didn’t notice the crack in the bedroom wall. A crack that had not been there before.

Layla fell onto his bloody chest, where Michael welcomed her. He enjoyed her shaking, clearly overwhelmed but too tired and under his influence to tell him otherwise. Her shaking would only continue because tonight’s pleasures were not at an end. His beloved looked up at him, eyes hooded, at the feel of his hands on her widened hips.

“What…?”

Michael didn’t give her time to finish her sentence. He flipped Layla to be under him, careful with her swollen belly. He pinned her hands above, intertwining their fingers just as he snapped his hips forward, going deeper within her.

As if on autopilot, Layla’s legs wrapped around his waist, the soles of her feet digging into his lower back. Her own back arched as broken moans and the sound of slapping skin filled the lavish room.

A bit of clarity began to slip through to Layla during the euphoric act, but that didn’t stop Michael. There would be no stopping, not until he was fully satisfied, and even then that still wouldn’t be enough. He’d never get enough of his precious Layla. His beloved wife.  

“Wait, no…” Layla tried to say, managing to free her hands only to hold onto his shoulders. Her words quickly turned into whimpers at the speed of his thrusts.

Michael gently shushed her, a contrast to the way his hips moved expeditiously against her own. The bed squeaked underneath them, and her pregnant belly moved but not enough to harm their child. “Just take it, my love.” He licked into Layla’s mouth again, tasting her tears mixing with her arousal and the remnants of blood from her feast. “Take the pleasure I’m only able to give you.”

Any objections Layla had became lost to the moans he plucked out of her. In the end she took what he gave her with tears streaming down her cheeks and nails scratching down his back, leaving behind new trails of blood.

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Sanguis Tenebrarum (Conjurverse || Valak x Irene)

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[heria-bl-angel]

Hellaverse OC: Damien (Bio)

Full Name: Damien "Thorn" Morningstar

Nicknames: Prince of Hell (Title), The Devil's son, Brother (By Charlie, Lucius and Layla), Orphan Devil (By Layla), Dally (by Terrence, Clive, Lucius, Blitzo, Moxxie, Charlie, Millie and Emily), Hot hell Prince (by Angel Dust), Devil Boy (Self-given), Mr. Anti-Christ, Brat, Ungrateful ruthless boy, Spoiled Brat, Stubborn Useless demon, Mama's boy (by Adam), Thorn (by Vox, Alastor, Terrence, Isaac, Stolas, Andrealphus, Stella, Vassago), Thorn Devil (by Vox, Terrence, Andrealphus), Prince Morningstar, Son of Morningstar (by Sera), Babe, Prince Devil, Prince Charming, Darling, Hot devil Dearest, Dearest Lover, Sweetheart (by Clive), Young Man, Son, Boy, Spot, Naughty Boy, Naughty Devil Boy, and Little good Prince (By Lucifer and Lilith), Little fella (By Mammon, Asmodeus and Beelzebub), Sir (By Baron Von Eldritch, his bodyguards), Boss (by his bodyguards), Cute Sweetie, Apple Cake (By Lilith), Uncle, Uncle Dally (By Evelyn), Spoiled Brat, Little Ungrateful boy, Selfish Boy, Naughty one, Foolish Boy, Wrathful Boy (By Abaddon), Kid, Child (By Belial, Blitzo, Satan, Lucifer and Azazel), Pal, Buddy (By Arackniss, Terrence, Alina, Blitzo, Moxxie and Millie)

Likes: his pets Hellhound and Blackberry, Drawing, Drinking Pepsi, 7Up, Coca Cola and Mountain Dew, Sleeping, Murder, Smoking, Popsicle, His family (Sometimes), being Lilith's favorite child, his Mother's kindness, Flirting with Celine and Clive, Grilled Cheese, Pranking his father and his younger sister (Formerly), Playing the black electric guitar, reading mangas, watching romantic and horror movies, singing, dancing, listening to Skillet, Three Days Grace, Escape the Fate, The Used, Linkin Park, The Rasmus and Get Scared, Anime, Mammon's jokes (Formerly), Spending time with Satan (Sometimes), Raven Birds, Rabbits, Ducks (Sometimes), Taunting and Tormenting his father (Sometimes), Manipulating his Imp slaves, Destroying the Church, Killing Priests and Nuns, Abusing Trolls, Abusing and Terrorizing Saint Peter, his Niece, Emo Fashion, Goth Fashion

Dislikes: Charlie's idea of redemption (Formerly), his sister Charlie trying to reconnect him (Formerly), his Imp Slaves, his father (Mostly of time), Valentino, Being disciplined, Being lonely, Getting caught, being called "Mama's boy" by Adam, Polka Music, Valentino, his father's jokes, people who hurt his family, the exterminations, the people who flirt with his parents, people who hurt Clive, Rude people, seeing Charlie in pain and sad, Christians, his parents fighting, being grounded, his father's overprotectiveness and abuse, his sister charlie being in danger, Trolls, Church, Being pranked by Charlie, being called out by his father, Anyone infantilizing him, Mammon's Jokes (Currently), Layla being rude and mean to him, Seviathan being rude and mean to him, his Niece being in danger, Chazwick Thurman, Abaddon's Abuse and Insults, Cain, Satan punishing Blitzo

Species: Demon/ArchDemon

Gender: Male

Age: 22-23 (Biological)

Sexuality: Bisexual Panromantic and Polyamorous

Status: Alive

Abilities: Vast dark powers, Enhanced healing factor, Poison immunity, Animal manipulation, Mind Reading, Telekinesis, Mind Control, Demon physiology, Demonic Wings, Demonic transformation, Flight, Shapeshifting, Demon Magic, Duplication, Pyrokinesis, Super strength, Teleportation, Shapeshifting horns, Shapeshifting horns and tail, Shapeshifting tail, Resurrection, Fire and heat manipulation, Musical Talent, Songwriting, Guitar-playing, Drawing, Earthly fire resistance, Spellcasting, Regeneration, Reanimation, Necromancy

Occupation: Prince of Hell, Son of Lilith and Lucifer, Older Brother of Charlie, Antichrist, CEO of Thorn Industries, Businessman, U.S. diplomat, The warrior of Hellbent Squad, Student (Formerly), Guitarist

Family:

God (Grandfather), Lucifer Morningstar (Father), Archangel Michael (Uncle), Lilith (Mother), Charlie Morningstar (Younger Sister), Layla Thorn (Twin-Sister), Lucius Wagner Morningstar (Older Brother), Evelyn (Niece), Serenity (Sister-in-law; Separated), Mark Thorn (Cousin)

Friends: Clive (Boyfriend; Teammate), Terrence (Teammate; Childhood Friend/First Partner), Seviathan Von Eldritch (Frenemy; Teammate), Alastor (Frenemy), Arackniss (Teammate; Fourth Partner), Isaac (Teammate), Blitzo (Second Partner), Moxxie (Third Partner), Millie (Close Friend), Loona, Lamont (Teammate), Villa, Baxter, Crymini, Fizzarolli, Angel Dust, Vaggie, Husk, Sir Pentious, Glasya (Close Friend), Baron Von Eldritch (Assistant), Alina (Childhood Friend), Finley (Close Friend), Paulina (Childhood Friend; Formerly Schoolmate), Anya (Childhood Friend; Formerly Schoolmate), Niffty, Octavia (Good Friend), Marx, Hatchet, Fierna (Childhood Friend; Formerly Schoolmate)

Enemies: Vox, Valentino, Velvette, Lute, Adam, Striker, Crimson, Crimson's Mafia, Employees of D.H.O.R.K.S, Layla (Formerly), Lucifer Morningstar (Formerly), Cain (Arch-Rival), Sterling (Arch-Rival), Vadivel, Exorcists, Priests (Victims), Nuns (Victims), Christians (Victims), Christopher (Victim), Henroin (Sometimes), Carmelo (Sometimes), Employees of C.H.E.R.U.B.S (surviving Victims), Abaddon (Arch-Nemesis), Abaddon's army, Chelsea (Sworn Enemy), Leviathan, Azazel, Baal/Bael, Eligos, Levistus, Elena, Mammon, Ryan, Satan (Somewhat), Mark Thorn (Formerly)

Romantic Interest: Clive Williams (Boyfriend), Emily (Ex-Girlfriend), Celine (Girlfriend/Fiancée), Terrence (Crush; Sometimes), Chelsea (Ex-girlfriend; Ex-Fiancée)

Others: Emily (acquainted/one-sided/close childhood friend), Sera (acquainted/one-sided), Archangels (well-acquainted), Williams Family (acquaintance), The von Eldritch family (acquaintance), Razzle and Dazzle (acquainted), Hellhound (Bodyguard/Pet), Deadly Sins (Mammon (Formerly Idol), Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Leviathan, Satan (Father Figure) and Belphegor (Caretaker)), Overlords (acquainted), Chazwick Thurman (Fan; Sometimes), Lin (acquainted), Joe (acquainted), Sallie May (acquainted), the Ars Goetia (acquaintance), Abaddon (acquainted; Sometimes), Cyhyraeth (acquainted), Saint Peter (acquainted), Belial (acquainted), Lucius (Boss), Molly (acquainted), Baelzra (acquainted), Astaroth (acquainted), Seraphiel (acquainted; Ex-father-in-law), Blackberry the raven (Pet), Unnamed Incubi bodyguards, three Unnamed imp slaves, Layla (Teammate), Celine (Teammate), Abel (Decent Terms), Seth (acquainted)

Weapons: Pistol Gun, Axe, Claws, Spear, Dagger, AKM, Fangs and Baseball Bat

Voiced by: James Arnold Taylor (Speaking), Matt Bellamy (Singing)

[cloveroctobers]

HEARTBREAK ANNIVERSARY | J. BAKER

a/n: this is finally part 2 to “love blind” although I had a alternative version to it saved in my drafts for weeks. I just wanted to dive right into the scene with inspiration from this week’s episode! I may or may not release the alternative version if I ever decide to go back and finish it that is. Here’s option 2!

WARNINGS: language!

Prompt: “how am I supposed to ‘love you’ when I never had feelings to begin with?

Here’s a synopsis to what led to this if you haven’t read part 1

Also s/o to my crap gif quality lol! + I’m not writing any else until Friday or the weekend but I have some ideas in the works or I might hold off until after the new episode on Monday. We’ll see!

Del and Jordan were at each other’s throats since he came back from the store with JJ, Simone, Asher, and Vanessa. Big bear was gorgeous and the Californians were not used to the snow and wanted to enjoy all that it was. The main mission of coming up here for part of the winter break is to relax and enjoy each other’s companies but Del wasn’t that optimistic about this whole magical idea Layla had from the jump.

The Pakistani girl knew how to keep her distance and remain unbothered yet Jordan just knew how to get under her skin. No matter how hard she tried to brush off the comments made under his breath, she was going to snap sooner than later if he kept pushing her. They were all seated around the bonfire, something strong in their mugs...except for Olivia who apparently had Simone’s famous hot coco in her’s as they sat around playing never have I ever.

This was Vanessa’s idea and it was also her idea to invite Cam, Dane, AND Jeff? Jake? Well one of the dude’s Delphine hooked up with from Beverly High’s revival school over, running into them at the grocery store in the small town here. This girl was also for pushing these agendas and bright idea’s much like Layla, however Delphine liked Layla—sometimes whereas she wanted nothing to do with Vanessa.

“Never have I ever said I love you to get into someone’s pants without meaning it?” Vanessa stated, her eyes curious as she glanced at everyone in the circle her stare lingering on Delphine, Asher, and Olivia’s.

Asher, JJ, Cam, Dane, JED, Chris, and Jordan all took a sip. The boys all shared a look with each other, bashful smiles on their lips after they took a swallowed.

“You’re all whores!” Patience rasped, jokingly.

Dane pressed his elbows into his knees unapologetically, “a man’s gotta do what he’s gotta do to get some. I’m sure most of you females are being too embarrassed to own that.”

Vanessa tilted her head to the side at that. Delphine was too busy rolling her neck around trying to release any tension there since she was slowly but surely starting to feel the aftermath of sitting in a car balled up for a few hours on her body. She checked her phone to see that it was 12:31 am and let out a low yawn before she looked up to see some eyes on her.

She blinked, “can I help you?” She directed this at the eyes that drilled holes into her.

“I noticed you didn’t take a sip.” Jed was the first to answer before Dane or Vanessa could say anything.

Delphine molded her lips together with a raised brow before she answered, “yeah so?”

“Definitely would have thought you’d be the main girl here to take a sip.” Jed boldly said what some were thinking.

Scoffing Delphine fanned her hand at the boy, “oh I know what this is, you’re in your feelings because I didn’t text you back? Sorry that I wasn’t interested in something long term with you, it was just a one night stand. Get over it, Jeff.”

Dane and Cam both shared a snicker at that while their buddy was clearly in his feelings over this.

“It’s Jed.” He corrected, “and it’s clear you have issues.” It was clear he was upset over the whole ordeal that Delphine couldn’t bother to remember.

“Whoa, whoa. What’s all this gaining up on Del for?” Olivia jumped to her best friends defense while Del we just used to the same bullshit.

However she didn’t have to take it but she knew what required her energy and what didn’t. This Jed guy didn’t.

“We’re just playing the game and people have the right to ask questions, right? To get to know each other better?” Vanessa added making Olivia and Delphine side eye her.

Spencer spoke, “well some things should be discussed in private not put on blast, ya know?”

“Thank you!” Olivia agreed.

Asher snorted at that, earning a look from Olivia but all he did was sip from his cup and look elsewhere.

Coop let out a low whistle as the circle got quiet for a moment. Dane yelled out another statement to continue the game but the damage was slowly rising with each passing moment.

“Never have I ever had a threesome!”

Cam and JJ were the only two to take a sip with Jordan nudging JJ, knowing of the story and almost witnessing it go down.

“Okay, can we ask some questions that aren’t strictly about sex?” Simone suggested.

Dane laughed, “why? is it bothering you? Making you uncomfortable that your sexual experiences continue to be nothing but boring.” He chuckled with Cam who smirked.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Simone hissed, sitting up straight in her chair.

Jordan placed his hand on Simone’s knee as he turned to Dane, “look I’m only going to tell you this one last time, we’re trying to be cordial with you guys but you’re overstepping. So I suggest you shut your mouths and respect what’s being said or I’m gonna ask all of you to leave cause frankly you’re not a guest here at all.”

“Ooo, I’m shaking in my boots. Don’t be upset with me because you’ve proven that you’re less than a man.” Dane was clearly tipsy but that never stopped him from running his mouth.

Delphine was annoyed at this point. She didn’t want to hear this constant beef with any of the boys here. It was exhausting and...stupid.

“You want to talk about what makes a man but you’re the only one here who couldn’t step up and claim your kid so you get off on calling the girl you slept with out of her name to make yourself feel better. Sounds like to me you’re the definition of a bitch.” Jordan announced, turning the heat up in here.

Chris and Coop had to give it Jordan, he always had the talk to match the hands if it got to that point. And if you messed with someone he cared about, there was no stopping what he wanted to say to you. Delphine also knew that very well.

“Why don’t you say that to my face then?” Dane pressed his elbows into his knees, heat in Jordan’s direction. It was evident Dane didn’t like to be put on the spot in front of people especially when the other was getting the best of him.

Jordan smiled and held his hands out, “I believe I just did. I’m looking right at you, bro.”

Dane rubbed at his face nodding his head, “aight keep talking and see what happens. you sure have a lot to say about a—

“I’m warning you, don’t finish the rest of that sentence.” Jordan cut him off.

Dane loved to instigate and opened his mouth to say more but it was actually Cam who gripped his shoulder to halt him further. Dane glanced at the hand on his shoulder in question at the confrontation was silenced for a few pauses.

“Should we keep playin’ or....?” Coop asked, digging the bottom half of her face into her puff jacket.

Layla looked uncomfortable at this, “I don’t know, I think we should probably wrap it up and get inside? It is getting kinda late.”

“Aw, c’mon I still wanted to hear the dirt on some of you guys!” JJ pouted a bit, “you know what I always say, the party doesn’t stop until the sun comes up!”

Delphine pressed her earmuffs closer over her ears as she replied, “as fun as this is, I’m over listening to Keenan and kel start shit with everyone. That’s basically why they’re here and I think mike wazowski did this deliberately.”

“Excuse me?” Vanessa was offended as she met Delphine’s eyes, “literally all I did was invite more people to the bonfire to get to know everyone better.”

“Yeah, you keep saying that.” Olivia muttered.

Delphine crossed one leg over the other, “sure but did you ask everyone, Layla maybe? if it was okay to invite them here when we’re not even friends with them or YOU for that matter?”

“That was uncalled for, Delphine.” Asher spoke up.

“Yes,” Layla concurred, “and I don’t like for anyone to feel unwelcomed, you know that, Del.” Layla expressed.

“And I asked if Vanessa can come.” JJ added.

Delphine rolled her eyes as she replied sarcastically, “well that about settles it then? We just invite anyone to this shit? Why don’t we ask the Blair witch or Goldilocks and the three bears to pull up too?!”

“I’m not just anyone, I’m Vanessa.”

Delphine widened her eyes at this, confused, “Is that supposed to mean something to me?”

Vanessa looked up at the sky annoyed before she continued, “if you all weren’t so territorial with each other maybe you would learn to let other people in and stop giving everyone else the third degree. It’s like you all don’t realize the inner issues you have with yourselves and each other so you pick fights with anyone else instead of solving your own bullshit. It’s just fraudulent.”

“Girl, gon. nobody asked for that psychoanalysis.” Patience bit at Vanessa who nodded her head.

“You’re proving my point, ya know.” She pointed.

“...I mean she’s right.” Asher slowly approved.

Olivia clasped her hands together, “of course she is! How about this, never have I ever spent too much time with someone else’s boyfriend that you don’t realize or either you don’t care that you’re butting into the relationship.”

Delphine was smug as she kept her gaze right on Vanessa who immediately dropped her head. It was about time Olivia called them out on this shit.

“Liv.” Asher addressed his girlfriend beside him, leaning towards her as he tried to keep his voice leveled and find out what to say next but he was stunned.

Olivia glared at Asher for a bit but burned holes into Vanessa who fell silent, “what? Now you don’t have anything to say? What a miracle that took! I’m going to bed.”

Jordan shortly followed after his sister, knowing that he didn’t want to be in Dane’s presence any longer but to also check on his twin. Far as he was concerned, this little event was now over.

“What is she talking about?” JJ decided to ask.

And Layla let the cat right out of the bag, “she saw you two in Mexico together.”

“What?” Asher breathed.

Del couldn’t believe Layla felt it was her place to further deliver the news for their friend.

“Yup,” Layla rubbed her hands against her pants legs, “she went to surprise you and caught the two of you instead on the beach.”

Asher rubbed at his face in disbelief while Vanessa sunk back in her chair.

“And yet you want to talk about fraudulent, tuh.” Patience commented before getting to her feet and pulling Coop up with her, “Good night y’all, I’ve had enough.”

“Good night.” Simone and Layla chorused while Coop gave a small awkward wave.

Spencer was now staring at both Vanessa and Asher, although he already knew the tea. He wanted to know what the two had to say for themselves, especially since Olivia was continuing to burry anything that bothered her.

“...You and Asher?” JJ breathed, highly disappointed, “the two of you could have least said something so Olivia and I wouldn’t have looked like idiots.”

Delphine immediately shook her head, “no JJ, you shouldn’t feel like shit. These two knew exactly what they were doing and now that their skeletons came to light, they’re the ones looking pretty dumb to me right now.”

“You know what Delphine, you’re the last person that should be sitting here acting all mighty and judging us right now.” Asher was mad and when he was mad, he was going to take it out on the nearest person next to him.

Delphine quirked up a brow and tilted her head to the side, beckoning Asher to say what was on his chest. It was about time he said something instead of hiding shit or whining about his problems instead of doing something about them.

“You’re no better than anyone here.” Asher argued, “you think you have it so bad that you do shit too in the dark not understanding that it messes with other people too. You don’t think your actions have consequences? You don’t get how it makes you look?”

Delphine let out a belly laugh before she sat up straight, “here’s the thing, Asher. You and I were never friends, you’re just there and I’m over here. So nothing you can say to me will ever hurt my feelings because...who are you to me? so you won’t ever get to know what I’m about, you see what you want to see and i don’t ever give a fuck about what you or anyone else thinks about me. I learned that the hard way, I live for me and me only. Not for anyone else’s opinions about who and what I should be. so yeah, I’m judging the shit out of you just like you’ve done to me since we met.”

Vanessa was all frowns as she looked at Asher to say something more. To fight back, to be the confident and bold Asher that she met over the summer. But it was clear Asher was a whole different and defeated person back here in California. She wanted to say something for him, like she commonly felt like she needed to do. Yet she didn’t know any of these people and she could tell that she was barking up the wrong tree here. However a part of her felt like she was never going to water down who she was for anyone either. In this moment she decided to not say a word and let it go because after all, Vanessa would learn and find her place soon.

It was Delphine who finalized this bonfire being over, as she made her exit with no words left for anyone. She flipped her poncho over her shoulder and walked off, leaving everyone else to decide for themselves what they wanted to do. Delphine always knew what she wanted so when she was done, she was done. Simone couldn’t help but to watch the girl in curiosity, the two never held a conversation together but the natural haired girl could tell that Delphine had a lot to say to her but Simone would not be the first to say something although she wanted to.

Now probably wouldn’t be a good time but by what Del said to Asher, Simone seemed to get a better understanding herself about Delphine Wateridge...

It was pushing 6 am when Delphine found herself in the kitchen, sitting at the island while staring out the large windows at the frosted mountains. It was surprising for her to not have a phone sitting right in front of her or to be up this early. However she was used to being woken up this early since her parents would be praying and it was something she used to participate in when she was younger. There was a shift in not only herself as a person but her parents too as the years went on, she noticed they stopped rising to pray too and the dynamic between her parents was off. Just like a lot of things in her lifetime...

“Sorry cruella, didn’t think you’d be awake.” Jordan croaked as he entered the kitchen, flicking on some lights that made Del squeeze her eyes shut a bit.

Del pursed her lips and shrugged her shoulders.

Jordan pulled out a pitcher of orange juice shocked, “what? No shit talking from the ice queen herself, This morning? C’mon!”

“Is this what it’s going to be like until we finally separate and go to college or wherever we end up?” Del asked, playing with the rings on her fingers.

Jordan leaned against the island taking a sip as he thought about it, “dunno...we don’t have crystal balls thrown in any of suitcases do we?”

“I wish we did...might make things easier by being around you.” Del ran her fingers through her tangled bed-hair.

Jordan rubbed at his eyes, “...didn’t take you as someone who wants to get a glimpse of the future while we’re here in the present.”

“Well Jordan, I don’t know about you but... this life thing is pretty exhausting right now. And not just last night made me realize that.” Del let out a humorless laugh as she was honest with him, almost as if they were two old friends again.

Jordan felt a part of him wanted to be concerned by that statement but he couldn’t fully allow himself to. He kept his eyes on Del while she looked anywhere but at him. She was being vulnerable with him right now and that was something he hadn’t seen from her in awhile. Delphine built a wall around herself, that much was evident...and although they were no longer friends, Jordan knew this was not who she used to be.

Simone told him what Asher said to Delphine in front of everyone and honestly he wanted to choke-slam Asher but knew he would not. That would show that he still cared. And that he did not. Or say he says...

“The whole shift in our friendship, what happened with me and that asshole, how I chose to live my life now...I mean it is what is but this place hasn’t made me feel at ease yet. I don’t think anything will, it’s like something is missing but you keep trying to fill it up with pointless shit ya know?” Delphine vented.

Jordan slowly nodded his head and molded his lips together. He got that but he was so angry and hurt at what they became he decided to say the wrong thing, “okay...I don’t know what you want me to say or do about that but this has nothing to do with me. It’s like what you said to the Jed guy you hooked up with, you have to move on.”

“Woooow,” Delphine should have believed her ears but she tried to take a different approach at dealing with Jordan by being honest and this is what he came up with, “I’m not the only one that’s here to blame, Jordan.”

Jordan furrowed his brows, “you’re just looking to point the finger and I’m not going to be your punching bag. That’s one of the reasons I removed myself out of your life, to do the both of us a favor.”

“You know what Jordan, fine.” Delphine pinched the now building tension at her temples.

“Fine?” Jordan asked more than concluded.

“I’m sick of this, so fuck you.” Delphine slammed her hands down on the counter as she scrapped the stool back that she was sitting on.

Jordan pointed at his chest, “fuck me?! How dare you, Delly. We haven’t seen eye to eye in months and now you decide everything is peachy by sitting here feeling sorry for yourself. As if I want to hear this? As if I don’t have a girlfriend up stairs that I care about.”

Delphine stared at Jordan incredulously, “where the hell is the correlation in that?!” She screamed, sure now that someone in the house was awake. “I don’t know why I thought I could attempt to clear up the air with you, when you have your head buried so far up your own ass, that you can just continue your life on like it’s okay to not give a single shit! about the one person that’s always been by your side, no matter what, even when you continued to hurt me.”

“And what?! You dont think you ever shitted on me?” Jordan yelled back.

Delphine shook her head from side to the side, “that’s the difference between you and I, Jordan! I always acknowledged the fact whenever I did because I know how to apologize! I always knew how to tend to your needs over mine because if it isn’t Jordan’s way then the end of the world will demolish by your hands! I mean fuck, Look at what it’s done to us because of your stubbornness.”

“So what? now you’re telling me I’m a bad person because I have feelings too?” Jordan didn’t understand what Delphine was getting at.

Delphine rolled her eyes, “I never said you were a bad person, I’m saying you had times when you weren’t the best friend to have around. I never made you feel like your feelings weren’t valid. Ever. You made me feel like mine weren’t because I was in love with you, you had to have known that and you loved me too but it wasn’t enough.”

Jordan went silent at that not sure how to feel about that exactly. He knew Delphine was in love with him, I mean how could he not? Yet he played on those feelings, not intentionally? to have sex with her and knew she would always be around if he needed her to. She was his best friend and took advantage of that. Just like all these other dudes and girls did. He never saw it that way but looking back on it, now he understood. But they didn’t call Jordan stubborn for nothing.

While he off reminiscing he zooned back and said something that Delphine would never forget, “how am I supposed to love you when I never had feelings to begin with?”

And for the first time, Jordan watched someone, not anyone, but Delphine’s heart break. Her eyes burned with tears as she left out bated breaths before chewing on her lips.

“If that was even the slightest bit true, then what was all of that in Vegas then? I still have those messages, you asshole.” Delphine held her ground, watching as Jordan stepped back, next expecting her to throw that in his face but she sure did.

She could always keep up in their disagreements so if he wanted to hurt her then she could do it too.

“...everything cool in here?” A voice cut in as they watched the two in the room appear as if they were in a stand off.

Which they were.

Delphine was the first to turn to Darnell and gave him a small smile as a tear slid down her cheek. “Everything’s perfect.”

Darnell didn’t believe that. Him and Spencer were in fact the first ones to jump at the noise, well rather Spencer nudged him to come along for back up since Darnell wanted to mind his business but the doorbell caught their attention to on the way up to the kitchen. Spencer just had to handle the door while leaving Darnell to deal with the constant arguing between Delphine and Jordan.

Spencer finally entered the room since Darnell was not sure what else to say in this moment, “uh, someone’s here for you, Del.” He informed, glancing back and forth between her along with Jordan.

Quickly Del wiped away any tears as she angled her body away from Jordan while she grinned at the boy who finally appeared from around the corner.

“Cody,” She breathed as she made her way over to the tall buzzed hair boy who was has his signature smirk plastered on his face.

She embraced him, pressing her nose into his shoulder while he squeezed her back. “Mi amor, told you I’d be here.”

He didn’t even glance Jordan’s way as Delphine pulled back to peck his lips and pull him away from this scene. Leaving what needed to be left behind her.

Jordan smacked the glass onto the ground, making Darnell and Spencer jump back not wanting any of the shards to come their way.

“I guess everything isn’t perfect, then huh?” Darnell widened his eyes as he sighed looking at the glass and juice now decorating the kitchen tile.

Spencer was the first to cautiously make his way over to Jordan who now held his bleeding hand. “Bro, tell me what’s going on?”

“Who the hell was that and why is he here?” Jordan snapped.

“A friend of Del’s, she invited him I guess.” Spencer gripped his shoulder, hoping to calm him down.

Jordan snorted, “yeah a friend. Yeah okay, is that what she’s calling them now? That’s hilarious.”

Spencer glanced over at Darnell who just shrugged his shoulders and patted his stomach as it growled. He turned back to Jordan and encouraged, “let’s get you cleaned up before everyone gets down here for breakfast, huh? I got you, c’mon.”

And Jordan let Spencer guide him away from his own heartbreak.

Darnell pushed his lips as he stepped over the glass looking at the fridge and looked back at the two boys that left him alone, “so y’all just gonna leave me here to clean up his mess?”

When he didn’t get a response he sighed as he snatched a rag up, “guess so.”

A/N: fc’s for “Jed” is deff from legacies if you didn’t catch that or don’t watch that show + “Cody” is now played by Aron piper instead but I won’t tag them since I almost had my head chopped off the other day lmao

[boypr1ncesss]

i want to continue with the doll line gimmick and introduce my ocs in ~waves~ but the problem with that is now i have to draw... all of the main ones before rambling about the weird fringe ones

[justice4johnnydepp]

Face Reveal of My OC: Layla and her ‘Father’ Michael *Ahem* I mean Dean.