indulgence ;

mazikeen / 2700+ / demon / familiar for ivy coven / spider

[janicesopranos]

LAURA HARRIER as Camille Washington in HOLLYWOOD (2020) 1x02 — “Hooray for Hollywood: Part 2”

[maidavika]

laura harrier

[elisabetholsens]

FARFETCH X SBJCT X LAURA HARRIER

[harlowgifs]

Jack Harlow & Laura Harrier 

White Men Can’t Jump (2023)

[aureamoretti]

Person: @ivysmazikeen Location: The Edge of Lupercal "I am going to tell you something you cannot tell anyone." Mazikeen hasn't even fully come to a stop before her yet and Aurea's mouth is moving of what feels like her own volition. Her heart has been hammering in her chest all morning, all week even. There's so much excitement but there's also a ridiculous amount of anxiety swimming around within her that she hopes she's not going to be rushing away from crowds to throw up. "Or maybe not." Because she can just picture Virgil in all of this, Eoin, Tripp, her aunt and uncle, the family. It is not like she has entered to win, it's more of a 'Merida trying for her own hand' kind of thing. It is to be seen by her fellow wolves, it's something that's completely detached from the Ivy. It's not a coven decision, it's an Aurea decision, something she wants to do just for herself. "Actually, I don't know."

[ivysmazikeen]

Mazikeen was Virgil's Familiar, tied to his will in many ways. Once or twice before the demon would have expressed to them that there was only so much she would ever keep from her witch. However, she was also her own demon in many ways. And little ones like Aurea and Eoin would always hold such a special place in her cold, dead heart that if she risked much for anyone else, it would be for the two of them. Aurea and Mazikeen were owed their private girl-talk. "Oh, sweetheart, I won't say a word. This will be between us ladies." Though Aurea would know that to only be a hopeful truth, not quite a concrete one. "Is it a boy? A girl?" She giggled. "Or, oh, did you hurt someone?" A little gasp, "Kill them?" The demon put a hand to her heart as if she was preparing herself to be more proud of the girl than she had ever been in her life.

[debnamharriersource]

LAURA HARRIER ph. by Jonny Marlow for WWD September 2022

[animationsource]

#mood

[tieflingxnarcissus]

Narcissus' home was extravagant. Only because the bedroom had a mirrored ceiling, there was never a chance to miss a glance at himself, and it helped for...everything, really. Mazikeen had been someone he'd known for so long, the only constant in his life since the rest seemed to fade away. He never minded her visits, enjoyed them, even. The tiefling hardly had connections to either sides of who he was, never really deciding he was one or the other. A good mix, a demigod himself, and here a demon was, his favorite one at that.

"They're all boring, but I make sure they stay lively." Narcissus grinned, though he preened under Mazikeen's gaze. "You've been busy or something? What's been going on with you?" There were so few that he wanted to know about, but luckily, the demon was someone he wouldn't mind listening to talk.

[ivysmazikeen]

She had to leave her tiefling charge a lot once driven back into the Otherworld when the weaklings that summoned her bit the dust. This had been the first time the demon had been so lucky as to have a Sovereign as her summoner - and a family member at that. It was also the first time she could expect never to go back to the Inferno again. This time Mazikeen figured that she wouldn't be leaving her favorite tiefling behind for a very, very long time; she was glad of it. It gave her more reason to not need to feel bad that she was kinda bad at being a present maternal figure.

Mazikeen smiled brightly at Narcissus' response. "Of course you are, darkling," she agreed. "Me?" She scoffed and waved a hand dismissively. "Oh, you know how it is with me, always with these witches..." Though she never seemed annoyed about The Ivy Coven; her words weren't bitter in this life. "Virgil, my summoner - I told you about Virgil, right? He's just a gem. But he's quite ambitious so I have a lot to do on top of the fact they made me a Marshal in the Senate. A Marshal! Can you believe it? It's so silly, but it's a lot of fun to put down other demons. I wish you'd come with me to work sometime."

[tina-snow]

LAURA HARRIER in What’s Love Got To Do With It — Kygo x Tina Turner

[museumofdesire]

LAURA HARRIER for FLAUNT magazine | issue 187

[femalestunning]

laura harrier via @davidyurman

[ivysmazikeen]

Date: January, some time Location: Where Narcissus usually is Characters: @tieflingxnarcissus & @ivysmazikeen Notes: mama's fave tiefling

Cephissus had been a weakling, all cubi were, but he had been Mazikeen’s favorite of the lot of them. An ambitious soul, very prideful and very confident for very good reasons despite his ineptitude for dealing with the inferno. Mazikeen had related well to him for the former. It only stood to reason that she would care for the little halfling when Liriope finally bit the dust, as all fey and elves seemed to do so often despite their immortality. She missed her good friend some days, but usually only when Narcissus pouted in indignation about something. He looked almost identical to his father when he did that.

"Oh, my little flower," she pouted, rushing to take his hands and then to put one of her own on his cheek. Mazikeen wasn't much of a hovering caretaker - it had taken her a few weeks to go look for Narcissus and see how he was. But now that she had made the decision to find him her heart ached with worry for the tiefling she sometimes doted on. Did he remember and still think of all those mean Great Old Ones did to him? Was the Senate and all these people in this city being good to him? All of a sudden, she wanted to know everything. "How have you been? Are the demigods treating you well?"

[tina-snow]

Celebrating Black History Month: LAURA HARRIER for Flaunt Magazine

[legioneoin]

Eoin watched as the demon seemed to short circuit somehow. He wasn't sure what was going through her head until she actually started speaking. Damn, he'd been a second away from calling some other witches in here to help get her back to normal. Not that he really needed much help, but he wasn't known for his healing capabilities. Other Ivy witches were much better at that than he could ever be. "I would prefer if you never did that again. You scared the shit out of me." There was no Inferno for her to go back to so it was more concerning now than it could ever be. Eoin waited for her to handle her business with Ulysses before she grabbed him and directed them elsewhere. "Oh. Um...yes, I do have a date. I have to go pick him up. I can wait for you if you want though?"

[ivysmazikeen]

Eoin was surely underestimating how fast Mazikeen's mind was going off in that moment - everything she so much as had a flicker of thought about was put on hyperfocus. The coming off of this high would end up being absolutely terrible but that just meant it was time for another round of drugs, especially if she was going to enjoy herself at a party. She thought of what she was going to bring just as she thought of what sort of spying she was going to be doing on Eoin's date.

"Oh, oh, if you have to pick him up then you're not waiting for me, sweetheart," she said quickly, hands on his shoulders and practically hopping on her feet as she giggled and pushed him along. "You're getting there expeditiously." But then she stopped abruptly and skidding to a place in front of him. "Actually, I need to know his name first. That'll be payment for getting past me... and recompense for making me call the chauffeur here instead. Spill."

[trippxblais]

A misbehaving creature; now Maz had begun to speak his language. There were perhaps few things that Tripp enjoyed more than tracking down a supernatural. The way that he would toy with them, scent that fear that emanated from them. Many parents had always advised their children to not play with their food, but they did not understand the satisfaction that came with it. And Tripp overtly enjoyed watching his prey struggle to find their way out. To find their escape from his salivating fangs as he drew closer upon them. "You should have just started with that," words came accompanied with a grin, all teeth like the feral animal he was. "So this is just a track down request?" It had been a while since Tripp had brought any supernatural down, and perhaps he had begun to itch with the need. "I prefer the outdoors," he stated, with a lift of his shoulders. "All you need to do is text me. You know I'll always come," because family meant everything to him.

[ivysmazikeen]

Tripp looked keen on her request and it only made the demon's ruby smile that much wider. The warm brown eyes, wrinkled from her smile, practically sparkled like an anime character's. "Ugh, Texting is boring." Though she certainly loved to post on instagram, Maz much preferred seeing her favorite people in person. The Inferno had left the demon with a desire to be certain that she knew the things she was looking at or hearing were real and not some new form of torture. That, and she already had to do too much texting in the Familiar group chat.

"Have I mentioned lately I love you?" Maz pouted her lips into a new smile and came forward, giving the lycan the gentlest pinch on his cheek. "Alrighty, come on then, Tripp. We can discuss how you'll be my new favorite non-demon non-Virgil partner-in-crime." Or partner-in-stopping-crime - boring specifics. What mattered was the action was fun.

[sybellax]

It's borderline revolting how sweet the moment the two demons have found themselves in, very uncreditable to their infernal heritage and at times Sybella is nauseated by how deep the feelings for Mazikeen run, a cold sweat shakes the demon's hot skin and she almost severs the bond to not have something that could make her vulnerable but she can never force her hand that holds the knife to draw the cut, it falls out of her metaphorical hand each time with a clatter. She sought a quiet moment with Maz away from the screaming babes, where they could become covered in grass stains and she missed being touched in the fifteen years everyone was gone. She hates the fairy forest though, it was what originally took her brother without return. "I saw different worlds to run from this one which was dying, The Archfiends broke loose and the Great Old Ones ruled.. those that remained alive were crushed underneath heel. Alastor died, I raised his kids without him for fifteen years."

[ivysmazikeen]

Mazikeen fooled herself very easily that this was just a fun little fling that wouldn't last; it was simply easier than to believe that there was no world she could stomach in which Sybella wasn't there to touch her like this, to look at her like this, to speak to her with that melodic voice. The witch-turned-demon had never once in her life settled down before; she'd never been loved and kept in a way that was unconditional and without someone looking at her without fear or revulsion. For the moment, the demon simply indulged in these peace and joy and considered that there was no need for deep thoughts about her feelings. This was enough.

And then the look that developed on Sybella's face and the tone of her voice started to make any other concerns fade away. There was a pang of unfamiliar sympathy in Maz's heart as she remaining silent for a moment, only running her fingers gently over the other demon's hand in affection and comfort. "Alastor... that demon I met during the Blood Mass," she mused to herself, hesitating before looking back up at Sybella. "He's the one... He's your brother?" She let out a small breath and frowned. "And you raised his kids... 15 years... fuck."

[3-feet-high-and-rising]