#c; delia

[sharpenurdamnknife]

Lust without love is Pleasure

Lust with love is Passion

Love without lust is Pristine

Love with lust is Poetry.

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Manip created for @ofdemonessence

[sincerexsiren]

"Hello again my darling witch."

Trinity paused when she heard the sound of the Goddesses voice. Well she still considered her a goddess. Turning where she stood in the garden, a large smile spread over her features in the late afternoon light. Putting the basket down from the garden she ran over so her friend and hugged her without hesitation.

"You found your way!" She couldn't be more happy about it either, her arms tightening before she released her just enough to look at her. "But are you alright? I hope you just came for fun and not for something serious."

[iincantatorum]

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“Hope I didn’t startle you there too much.”

A pause to catch her breath. Truly, she had tripped and she had her high stilettos to blame, but also rushing away from a scene at a party made her fall on top of a stranger nonetheless. A cute one, seeing as she cannot seem to part her gaze from him.

“I guess there could be worse places to fall...”

[sincerexsiren]

@ofdemonessence

dylan fox

[merchantofwhispers]

What if Niki and Delia kissed?

Someone looking on could have mistaken the couple as a pair in love, but that passion was for everything aside from the person in his hands. Nikolai was utterly bewitched, this much he understood, and he thrived on the attention she fed him. If there was a cost for the weight of her hips across his legs or the warmth of those fingers brushing back his hair, he would have paid it twice over.

He'd wrapped one arm around her waist and yanked her nearer, head tossed back as their lips tasted and devoured each other. Nikolai was lost in the curtain of dark hair, shielding him away from the world while he let himself be consumed by the beauty in his clutches.

Eager to explore more of her, he massaged his hands into her hips before sliding one up the sleek column of her spine. It found purchase at the base of her head and his fingers tangled into her hair, using that grasp to tug her head back. Once his lips were free of hers he dragged them down the slender lines of her throat until he was able to leave a single ghostly nip to her collarbone.

@ofdemonessence

[swcctcrbittcr]

starter for @lustbitten

really, cambrie couldn't stand this. the having to pretend, to smile and hold delia's hand in front of others, laugh at her stupid jokes and over all seem entirely enamored and in love. not when it was further from the truth. there was nothing fairytale or romantic about this arrangement, thanks to her parents and their incessant need to control her life and their image. delia was the perfect match on the outside - but behind closed doors was an entirely different story.

"quit squeezing my hand so fucking hard." she whispers through a smile as she leans toward delia. "you make me wanna cut it off."

[sincerexsiren]

@ofdemonessence

Emily Venz

[florbelles]

— CORDELIA. THE SANDMAN.

the last auguste.

for @statichvm xx

[sincerexsiren]

@ofdemonessence: "Hello Trinity- I've missed you. Are you alright?"

Trinitys head of white hair whipped around at the sound of her friend's voice. Truely after the last encounter, she wasn't sure that she was going to come back. But now that she was a huge smile spread over Trinity's lips. Instead of answering though, she ran at the succubus and dove on her, plunging them both to the ground.

"I didn't think you were coming back!" She confess-sobbed to her, arms hugging tight.

[viciousins]

continued from here

' alright , i'll bite —— what would you rather me do ? drop every woman in my life other than you ? that's not how it works . i've got labels & contacts that i need to keep happy , delia . ' @realforyou

[sincerexsiren]

@ofdemonessence

[ayakoito]

"Sorry to bother you but- I think you should know you're one of the most gorgeous women I've ever seen. Do you work at this company? I'm Delia by the way, one of Maverick's consultants."

Looking up from her laptop, Aya recognized to which woman the voice belonged that had just addressed her out of nowhere. Gorgeous? The stranger knew that the term would apply to herself as well, right?

Still, the compliment visibly flattered her as she sat up and gave her full attention to the beauty before her.

"Yeah, looks like it, doesn't it?" With a smile on her lips and a nod towards her laptop, Aya answered her question. "I didn't know there were such friendly women working here. Thank you! But that wasn't a lie, was it? Most gorgeous woman?"

[tnott]

send    💐    for my muse’s mother to talk about their child.

@familyname || muses and mothers || accepting

"Well, I don't think Theodora is going to be a Quidditch player. We bought her a toy broom, but so far she hasn't managed to stay on it for more than 90 seconds at a time, and she doesn't seem to be enjoying it very much. But she has an excellent grasp of natural philosophy for someone so young. Leontius taught her how to dissect a frog yesterday afternoon, and she seemed to have an intuitive understanding of how the experiment was meant to work. I think she'll be a researcher like me when she grows up. She's insatiably curious about everything."

[sharpenurdamnknife]

Piper grunted, looking down. Considering it was only up until she was 9 years old and she had to dig back for that knowledge it was shocking that it had helped at all. But that wasn't their fault. That was on her baptist parents.

She shook her head though about Cassie. "I hate that I dont know more to help her." She admitted. "My father only had brothers and my great Aunt died young. I only made it because the old ladies passed down stories. But it seems like with each generation theres less and less of people that follow the folk lore." She sighed and leaned back. "Truthfully it makes me wonder if it even can be broken. But even if it can't be there has to be more to protect us then my shitty memory."

She nodded. "I'd be glad to. Though I dont know how right they are if they keep getting through. The ones in the basement are way more accurate because I could trace them before they washed away." She admitted.

She watched as Delia pulled the note book out of the bag, suddenly feeling underdressed, even though she had a pair of that bags matching shoes in her closet. She just hadn't had occasion to wear them in years. Reaching out she opened the note book to look at the symbols, slowly flipping through. She hated herself for not recognizing them. If it had just been her she would be able to deal with it. But she'd never thought she'd had a sister and it had been so long since Piper had seen them she had thought they might be in the clear.

"Probably a good idea. I can wait...I think." She admitted. "Until then, we should probably check out the basement and the house before it gets dark. Its not always worse. They have certain triggers. Its just way more ghosty and spooky to us at night. I dont particularly think ghosts care."

"I'm glad you had people who cared enough to help you, even if it went against your parents' wishes," Delia spoke with empathy in her voice. "It's unfortunate that your sister had such a close call, but it seems like you're aware of the potential dangers and you're taking the necessary precautions to keep her safe."

As Piper mentioned the presence of witch doctors and her openness to their practices, Delia nodded approvingly. She respected the diversity of spiritual beliefs and traditions, understanding that different paths held wisdom and power.

"Sigils, huh? I'd love to see what you've got," Delia said, a curious glint in her eyes. "I'm always fascinated by different forms of magical symbols and their significance. Feel free to show me tonight if you're comfortable with it. I might even have a few sigils of my own to share."

Delia reached into her fancy Dior bag and pulled out a small leather-bound notebook. She flipped through the pages, revealing an array of intricate sigils and symbols she had collected over the years. Each one had a story, a purpose, and a connection to different realms of existence.

"But before we dive in, let me get in touch with some of my contacts," Delia proposed, putting her notebook aside for the moment, but at Piper's reach if she wishes to flip through them and look. Maybe she might see something familiar? "I'll reach out to the occult practitioners and paranormal experts I know, and see if they can offer any insight to your family's situation. It might take a little time to gather their input, but I think we'll make progress together."

@sharpenurdamnknife

[strxngertogether]

“So just to clarify: you use he/them pronouns, right?” Delia - Beau

@storyofwhoiam

Beau still doesn't really know how to talk about this. It'd taken so much effort to even get to this point and now that they're here it feels vulnerable and awkward, but he couldn't keep up the way he'd been living. "Yeah..." his voice is quiet, but he clears his throat and speaks louder. "Yeah," he confirms with some sort of near confidence, putting slightly deeper voice he'd been trying on that makes him comfortable. His voice had never been particularly high, but this just feels better.

"I know I'm not..." He doesn't know how to finish that sentence. Isn't 'really' a man? Doesn't look like one? "But it feels better than... whatever I was doing before." They'd always thought the label woman didn't fit because they barely even felt like a person, but breaking down at the thought of having to continue to be a woman... they couldn't ignore it anymore. "I don't... wanna keep feeling that way."

[0ctobres]

tag dump: lydia