SHE’S UNDER YOUR SKIN.

HOME OF LILITH BLACK AND ARABELLA VALENTINE.

[wiltcdhearts]

STATUS: CLOSED ( @islandofmuses​ - Lilah )

FOR SOME REASON, Arabella found herself connected to Lilah from the moment that she met her. Partially because she had always been kind to her, but also because she brought out a side of Arabella that hadn’t seen the light of day in years. The woman had never really been one to go out, especially since Freya was born. Despite this, here she was, seated at the bar next to her friend with a martini in hand and a smile on her face. It truly was like magic, something that was a little too visible in this town. Arabella had just scraped past a year here and even now, she still struggled to grasp the concept.

Arabella hadn’t been in a bar when she wasn’t working in years. Usually, she wouldn’t be caught dead being a customer at a place that paid her bills, but her boss had been kind enough to her her and a friend drink for a reduced price every so often. The older gentleman had taken her under her wing from the moment she stepped through the doors the very first time. When she had suggested this to Liliah, she knew it was an offer that they couldn’t refuse.

“Thanks for dragging me out, Li.” The brunette smiled, taking another sip from her glass. “My world really should be a lot bigger than books and children’s toys.”

[wiltcdhearts]

STATUS: CLOSED ( @mabelle-evangeline​ )

THERE WEREN’T MANY people that Arabella trusted around Freya. Call her crazy, call her strange, but when a child was as gifted as hers was -- it caused her to pay even closer attention. From the moment Arabella had met Eva after moving to town, she didn’t hesitate to form a friendship with her. Especially after losing her mom, she had craved the genuine sweetness that her new friend had brought into her life. Not only that, but Freya and Eva were fast friends too. 

The weather, while slightly brisk, was nice enough to spend time outside and the trio planned to take full advantage of it. Arabella had quite a large expanse of property and had set up a couple blankets outside. Hands wrapped around the drink tray, she made her way towards Eva and her little girl before gingerly placing it down and sitting Freya on her lap. God, seeing her daughter smile made her heart grow two sizes.

“You know you’re always welcome here, Eva,” Arabella grinned, adjusting her daughter’s sweater. “I’ve never seen this one so happy when someone comes over.”

[wiltcdhearts]

angstfactory​:

The angel-demon hybrid could sense a powerful someone nearby– not unheard of, naturally, given the fact this island was a veritable hotbed for supernatural creatures and every one of them, weren’t hard to sniff out. It was a gift inherited from an angel father. Eoin had the powers of both angels and demons, thanks to those two breaking away from custom and committing an act frowned on in both communities. Angels and demons weren’t meant to be together like that and the beings they produced were almost considered an abomination because of it. Powerful abominations. But– to know the Scotsman, one would never really assume he was capable of half the things he was. His way of life was no more different than a regular human’s, really.

He had long since grown out of that young, maniacal phase where his powers were used and abused and the central enjoyment of his time. Back when he thought he was invincible and didn’t know any better. Of course, the hybrid learned in time that he was very much capable of dying– wouldn’t be easy, but it could happen– and that if it happened, there was no going to heaven or hell for him. He’d be doomed to the Nothing, which was a fate worse than death. So Eoin had since calmed down and taken a more easy-going, lazy relish in an otherwise immortal life.

One can imagine the staggering number of people, beings, and creatures Eoin encountered over the centuries. What he felt right then– this beacon– wasn’t unfamiliar to him. In fact, there was only a handful who emitted such an allure, and even then, he had an idea of just who it was this time. Perhaps because she was still so fresh in memory, as five years was practically a drop in the bin to the man now. Lilith. Eoin’s head lifted in the direction he could feel her coming from, his interest caught, wondering what she could be doing on the island and whether or not she had any part in the chaotic last few days. Did she cause that power blackout? Was she responsible for making those winged monsters? He smirked to himself. Hard to say, but either way, he sure wouldn’t mind seeing her again.

The sounds of footsteps reached his ears first. Sure enough, her figure came around the corner. They noticed each other at the same time, and his smile only grew with her hesitance. Ah, Lilith. She always had that little pause with him. Why, Eoin couldn’t precisely say.

“Aye, but what’s five years to us, eh? A blink.” Eoin addressed her in return, that easy smile of his in place as he approached her closely. “Been drinking?” he asked, giving the air an affected sniff, “Where was me invite?” The words came out cheekily, Eoin reaching to settle hands at her hips to lure her in closer to himself– he had never been a man for boundaries, unless he was asked to knock it off. “I’m starting to think yer getting soft on me,” the Scotsman teased, not at all serious about this as his face loomed in close, “turning up everywhere I am.”

PERHAPS IT WAS the power that they both shared that continued to pull them back to each other, decade after decade. Demons were known to have no soul, to possess a ruthlessness that only those who were tasked to guard hell could possess. Walking amongst humankind had made Lilith see the world a lot differently. Immortality had once been a gift: she would never be subjected to a life in purgatory, missing the things and the people she had formed meaningless attachments too. Now, she wasn’t so sure. Not only about immortality as a whole, but if some attachments weren’t meaningless after all.

Her deamonhood had also come with a sense of never-ending impulsiveness, which was perhaps the reason why she stood in front of Eoin in truly rare form. First had come the rumor that her children we’re earth bound, settling in some small town overrun with the mystical and unheard of. She had already been headed this way when she thought, I wonder how Eoin is doing. If her children knew that she had been engaging in a decades-long.. affair with a demon-angel hybrid, she would never hear the end of it. Regardless, she didn’t care. 

They’d been all around the world, not intentionally together, but indeed together. One of Lilith’s favorite places in the world, as stereotypical as it sounded, was Paris. They had seen Paris together, various other European countries.. even some of the last possible places one would assume that they’d end up. 

It wasn’t necessarily a pause when it came to him, more so a sense of fear. Not shock that they had run into each other once again, but fear. He scared her, not because of his being as a whole, but because she had been so vulnerable with him. Lilith had never been one to open up. She had brought the worst out of people for thousands of years, yet she couldn’t even bring emotions out of herself. 

“Truly.” The woman sighed, her confused gaze slowly unfurling into a comfortable smile, the tension she felt leaving her body as he stepped closer. “Five years? More like yesterday.” She accepted the closeness without a moment’s hesitation. He was right, five years was nothing to them in comparison to the lives they had lived. Therefore, there wasn’t a feeling of newness in the touch he gave and she leaned directly into it. “How do you know it’s me following you? It could most certainly be the other way around... you didn’t forget about me, did you?” She rolled her eyes at the mention of the alcohol, pointing in the direction from where she came. “I’ve been here a week and they already know me by name. Is that bad?”

[wiltcdhearts]

mysticalmusesx​:

Alejandro was slowly starting to get used to this island, or so he thought. The whole incident with the creatures wasn’t over, but he didn’t know what he could do to help nor did he know if he would even be of any use. He was heading to grab something to eat, and then going home after working a double when he heard a voice and then heard another one, the second seemed terrified and the first one, he could tell belonged to a young girl. As he looked up, he saw a little girl running towards him and saw what he assumed to be the girl’s mother running after her. When she said Mommy, then he knew for a fact that was her child. “Oh, it’s alright. We were all curious at her age. I think she wanted a flower.” He replied, looking over to the right to where it was some flowers on a bush. Taking one off, he inspected it and made sure there were no sharp thorns before handing one to the little girl. “It matches your outfit.” He smiled before looking up at the other. “You good?” He asked, hearing her heart beating like crazy. 

ARABELLA LOOKED DOWN as her heart began to slow down to it’s normal rate, finally noticing the flower. Of course that’s what she was going after, how anxious could she get? The stranger’s assumption was right, proven by the giddy grin that showed itself on her child’s face as the flower was placed between her small fingers by her mother. The way he handled the flower and examined it made her wonder if he too had children. Some weren’t prone to that kind of observation, not like a parent.  After a few brief moments, the little girl buried her face into her mother’s shoulder, a little shy due to the stranger’s kindness. 

“Thank you.. Indeed we were. She’ll be climbing trees and scraping knees before I know it.” Arabella sighed, letting out a soft laugh as her breath finally began to catch up to her. “Yes, I’m alright. Just didn’t expect her to run off like that. I thought she was running for you, a stranger.” It was as if she felt the need to reiterate that she was okay, flashing the other a smile that while questionable, was still quite genuine. “Now I know it was just for a flower.. I feel like such a helicopter parent.”

[wiltcdhearts]

erikdragon​:

Erik laughed at that “Rap… music?” It seemed that for whatever answer he got from her, three new questions came with. And he loved to get his curiosity peaked. “Sure” he laughed “But people just call me Erik” He offered her a charming smile “Lilith… isn’t that sort of a biblical name?” Erik tried it out, who knew, maybe she was more than just a mere human after all.

LILITH DIDN’T FEEL afraid to expose herself to him, but she still planned on approaching with caution. She was also a firm believer in the fact that there were a lot better options for a musical than rap music. She would never understand why humans had found it so revolutionary. “Intolerable noise. You’re lucky you haven’t heard it.” The comment on her name appeared to be driven by suspicion, which she eventually decided to feed with her next statement. “They didn’t think I’d raise so much hell when they gave it to me.. look at me now.” He could do with that statement what he will. “It’s a pleasure, Erik.”

[wiltcdhearts]

STATUS: CLOSED ( @humandaphne-stout​ ).

ARABELLA RELISHED IN the peace that the library brought her. Barely anyone came in these days, leaving her at the desk to read her latest book of choice. One of her few regulars was one of the good part of her day, Daphne Stout. She had learned very quickly that the woman was a teacher at the school nearby and Arabella loved it when she brought her students in. The kids were always very well mannered and were a pleasure to work with, so she had told Daphne that her classes were always welcome, as was she.

“Daphne!” A genuine smile tugged against Arabella’s lips the moment she watched her the other walk through the door. Today Arabella was at the desk, other times she was in the back or restocking. Not enough people came into the library, therefore, Arabella wanted it to be a pleasant experience for those who did. A genuine smile and a good conversation could sometimes go a long way, as cheesy as that sounded. 

“It’s been so long.. I’ve got some classics and some new things waiting for you.” She asked, placing her Christie novel on the desk before pulling the swivel chair inward. “Anything you need, just say the word.”

[wiltcdhearts]

erikdragon​:

Erik bit back a chuckle at the irony “I… kinda have been living under a rock actually” he shook his head “Can’t believe they’d make one out of him of all people though.” He rolled his eyes, then smirked “You’re a fan?”

LILITH COULDN’T HELP but wonder if the comment was pure sarcasm or a statement of fact. In this town, Lilith had learned that the latter was the more likely answer in her few days of residency. “Oh?” She smirked, her eyes narrowing. She grimaced at the mention of the heinous musical. “One thing I’ll never understand about the human race.. why someone coherently thought, I’m going to combine the story of Alexander Hamilton and rap music and make it into a musical. Cause that makes sense.” While she was intrigued by humans, it was times like these when she’d rather not exist amongst them. Whoever this person was, however, she had come to the decision that she did indeed like this one. “I’m Lilith by the way.. and you are.. stuck in the seventeen hundreds?”

[wiltcdhearts]

STATUS: CLOSED ( @mysticalmusesx​ - Isabelle).

IF THERE WAS one thing Lilith had taken kindly to in the human world, it was a good caffeinated beverage. She didn’t know what it was about it, they were always just so delicious. Ever a coffee addict, the demon surprisingly wasn’t upset by the line that protruded from the counter and was growing towards the door. She’d wait for coffee. Nothing else.  

It just so happened that the back of the woman in front of her had caught her gaze, considering she had nothing else better to do than zone out. That’s what made it so easily to notice the object that fell from her pocket. Any other demon might have just not said anything or better yet, they would have pocketed it themselves. This demon, however, had made a promise to herself that she’d lean into her humanity a little bit more. 

After picking up the individual’s possession, she tapped her on the shoulder before holding it up and examining it. “This looks important.. thought you might not want to leave without this.”

[wiltcdhearts]

STATUS: CLOSED ( @mysticalmusesx​ - Alejandro )

FOR SOME REASON, Freya was trying Arabella’s patience today. Every single second she either wanted something that Arabella wasn’t prepared to give her or she wasn’t listening to her. Maybe she’s just restless, the brunette thought to herself. This helped her come to the decision that a walk into town was the best plan. The pair would often make their way to the park and sit in the grass. Freya never gave Arabella this kind of trouble, which surprised her. Not only that, but what she hadn’t expected was for the young girl to take off in the direction of a nearby restaurant. 

“Freya!” She called out after her little girl, chasing after her. Luckily, she was able to catch her before she got very far and before she collided with a nearby stranger. “Baby girl, you’ve got to stay with mommy. Okay?” The brunette could feel her heart pounding out of her chest. “You scared me..” Hoisting the little girl from the ground, she wrapped her arms around her waist. 

Her voice trailed off as her gaze turned to the stranger. “I’m so sorry about that.. she’s an explorer today, it seems.” The joke she cracked was a mask to hide how scared she was. Freya was the only thing that she had left and it anything happened to her, Arabella just might shatter. 

[wiltcdhearts]

erikdragon​:

Erik frowned when suddenly someone pulled him by the arm. First they wake him and now they’re touching him all of a sudden, what was it with human these days?! “Killed?” he scoffed. AS IF something like that could kill him. He tilted his head in confusion when he heard the familiar name “Wait, Hamilton has a store?”

OKAY, THERE IT was. The sign of supernatural behavior. The man’s utter confidence in his ability could have either been otherworldly or just straight up cocky. She’d treat it at as the first option. “Someone’s confident,” she smirked, crossing her arms before continuing to speak. “Wha- No. Hamilton the musical.. with a costume department...” Her voice trailed off, trying to figure out what to do next. “You’re either a hermit or you’ve been living under a rock if you don’t know what Hamilton the musical is.”

[wiltcdhearts]

STATUS: CLOSED ( @angstfactory​ - Eoin ).

YET ANOTHER NIGHT bar-side. For the first time in a while, however, she had left alone. 

It wasn’t that she really cared all that much, it was just an unfamiliar feeling. She wasn’t filling a hole, not at all. Lilith had gone eons alone already. It was a bit brisk out, causing a small shiver to climb its way up her spine. She had always enjoyed the process of getting used to a new place, every new sight was just that. The woman had seen all of the wonders of the world and lived in some of the most beautiful places, yet, she could still appreciate some of the smaller parts of God’s creation. 

 Her vision was only a little bit hazy from her consumption, but that didn’t stop her from seeing a familiar presence in the distance. It had been at least five years since she had last seen him, but it’s not like he made himself easy to forget. 

“Eoin?” She murmured to herself, only loud enough for her to hear. The loneliness she felt would hurt even more if she was wrong. While she’d never admit it, he was a soft spot of hers, a dent in her iorn-clad armor. After taking a couple more steps forward, she stopped completely in her tracks, her mind spinning with what to say next. Every other time she initiated conversation with someone, she knew exactly what to say, at least she thought she did. Now, she was drawing a blank. 

“Hey stranger!” She eventually called out, fingers clinging to the hem of her leather jacket to hold it closed. The liquid courage wasn’t exactly hurting her conversation skills. “Long time no see.”

[erikdragon]

wakey wakey

Oh, he hated clothes. So many stupid layers just to cover what? Soft breakable human skin? Were they scared of what, the sunshine? With a huff, Erik placed the three-point hat on his head, adjusting the stupid ruffle of fabric attached to his neck, in a true 1700s style. He put on the blue army jacket, hoping someone hadn’t lost a war in the time he was asleep and those were, somehow, the wrong colors to be wearing and he left the mansion.

Except it felt like he was in a different planet. His eyes adjusted to the light as people in colorful, ridiculous clothes walked by him. Disturbed, he took a couple of steps forward, just to be almost ran over by a noisy huge pile of metal - WITH PEOPLE IN IT.

“What… the hell?”

[wiltcdhearts]

LILITH COULDN’T HELP but chuckle to herself when she first laid eyes on the individual across the street. She hadn’t seen a human dressed like that in hundreds of years. Unless.. he wasn’t human? It was better not to assume until they give a sign, but this didn’t stop her growing curiosity. It wasn’t that she wanted to help him -- more so that she wanted to see the chaos that his presence would unfold. 

That flew out the window, however, the moment she noticed the nearby bus almost was close to coming in contact with the individual. Without thinking, she grabbed his arm, pulling him out of the way. 

“Dude, are you trying to get yourself killed?!” She asked, raising a perfectly manicured brow. “You look like a halloween store fornicated with the Hamilton costume department.”

[wiltcdhearts]

HEY! IS THAT SUMMER BASHIL OUT IN THE CRYSTAL WATER? NO, THAT’S JUST LILITH BLACK, A UNKNOWN/THIRTY-SIX YEAR OLD, DEMON WHO HAS BEEN ON THE ISLAND FOR ONE WEEK. WORD AROUND TOWN IS THAT THEY ARE RUMOURED TO BE LOOKING FOR A FORMER FLAME OF HERS, BUT WE’ll NEVER TRULY KNOW. DID THEY CHOOSE THE ISLAND? OR DID THE ISLAND CHOOSE THEM? ONLY TIME WILL TELL.

I’m am basing this character on a combination of Mazikeen Smith and Lilith from Lucifer with not only some embellishments from general lore, but also some of my own. I’ve linked their bios over their names. 

TW: Mention of alcohol, death. 

It’s not easy to forget the first demons. Powerful, feared and known for being soulless, there weren’t many who found themselves liking them. 

It wasn’t like she was even created for simply being a demon. Lilith was created to be the wife of Adam, the first man. While Adam was hopelessly in love with her, Lilith wanted nothing more than to run away and never see him again. When she saw her opportunity, she took it. When she defied Adam and his father, Lilith was banished from the Garden of Eden and denied the luxuries it offered. 

Lilith spent the next several eons in hell, working alongside Lucifer and occasionally taking to the mortal world to wander around the earth and admiring the pleasures. Why was God so confident that denying her the Garden of Eden would be her undoing? She was quite enjoying her new life, far away from Adam. 

Her job consisted of controlling the damned souls who came through the gates, something she took a skewed pleasure in. Hell was oozing in karma, something that each of these individuals were owed. 

Motherhood never quite suited the demon, believing from the very beginning that her children could fight for themselves and didn’t need her protection. She had simply given them life, it was theres to explore. In many ways, she was right. Amongst her children were the four horsemen, each powerful beyond comparison. 

About thirty years ago, Lilith made the decision to join the mortal world. Her first name was kept the same, but she took on a new surname every ten years or so. She also never stayed in the same place for very long. 

Immortality came with its good and bad qualities. While partying throughout all of time was fun, Lilith couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to fall in love, settle down and have a life of her own. Was what she was doing truly living?

Lilith has a long history of having a never empty bed, usually filled by one person in particular. The two of them have run into each other every couple of years, and have always ended up waking up next to each other before going their separate ways. Fate just keeps bringing them back together.

Coming to town happened completely on accident, or at least that what she tells people. Part of her couldn’t help but look for that on again off again flame of hers, while the other part was following a rumor that some of her children were also on earth. The fact that they all ended up in the same place, now, that’s an accident.

Lilith’s favorite pastime is still going out, slowly becoming a regular at many of the bars in town. Job-wise, she currently works a couple night shifts at a Gentleman’s Club close to the town’s border. 

10/10 is SUPER protective of the dancers. If a patron tries any funny buisness, she’ll for sure toss them by their shirt collar. She’s been there like four days and already has every single customer scared. 

The demon really struggles with caring about people, so she’s struggling to handle the fact that she’s actually starting to. 

Misc Info

Lilith likes to think that she’s better than sexuality labels. If she meets a hot person, no matter your gender, she’ll hit on you. 

Part of Lilith wonders after observing humans if she has the chance to actually be a mother even though her children are fully grown and thousands of years old. 

She sleeps around a lot. Her bed is rarely empty and it’s usually a different person every single night. 

I’ll add stuff here as it becomes important!

[tarjeimoe]

The Queen may voice her opinion but ultimate judgment belongs to the King.

[wiltcdhearts]

HEY! IS THAT PHOEBE TONKIN OUT IN THE CRYSTAL WATER? NO, THAT’S JUST ARABELLA VALENTINE, A THIRTY YEAR OLD, WITCH WHO HAS BEEN ON THE ISLAND FOR ONE YEAR. WORD AROUND TOWN IS THAT THEY ARE RUMOURED TO BE THE MOTHER OF A HYBRID CHILD, BUT WE’ll NEVER TRULY KNOW. DID THEY CHOOSE THE ISLAND? OR DID THE ISLAND CHOOSE THEM? ONLY TIME WILL TELL. 

TW: Mention of death, abandonment, light mention of gore. 

Arabella Lawerence-Valentine was quite literally born into witchcraft. Distantly related to the founding member of the Valentine coven, there was no question that she would be extremely powerful in the years to come. 

As she grew up, it was clear quite early that the magic she possessed was almost too powerful for her small frame, showing itself when she didn’t want it to. Her parents made the decision to pull her out of general schooling and homeschool her all while trying to teach her how to engage her newly tapped power. It was the last thing they had expected, but, the Valentine’s had prepared for this. 

Cedric Lawerence, a human, hadn’t signed up for the lifestyle that his wife and daughter brought him. When she was six, Arabella came home from school to be only met by her mother. What first became “dad’s going to go stay with grandma and grandpa for a while” became “we’re on our own, kiddo.”

When she got to high school, Arabella began to grow restless. She knew her mother was preparing her to take over the coven, but that was the last thing she wanted. She didn’t know if she was ready for the responsibility, especially after watching her mother handle it with the grace that she did. 

Just days before Arabella’s eighteenth birthday, the unthinkable happened. Arabella awoke to find her mother, one of the most powerful witches alive, dead in her bedroom. Several other important witches and warlocks associated with them had also been taken out under mysterious circumstances. The next morning, Arabella learned that she was the last member of the Valentine coven, somehow left alive. The question of why me is something that has haunted her to this day. 

Arabella spent the next decade in New Orleans, searching for that very answer and isolating herself from the rest of the world. She would have rather died than reach out to her father, so she found means to support herself and made the decision not to go to college after finishing her education at a local public school. 

Instead, Arabella picked up extensive shifts at a popular bar in the area that was frequented by many of the supernatural. She was very well liked by the customers and often asked for.

One night, a customer came in that she had never seen before. He was tall, handsome and seemed like just the amount of wild she could get behind. After her shift ended, the pair sat and talked until closing time. The last thing Arabella expected was for her to have a one night stand, but that’s what happened. When she awoke the next morning, her bed was empty.

This decision proved to be very problematic for her a couple weeks later, when she was staring at a positive pregnancy test with no way to contact the father, a concept that scared her even more. Not only was there a high possibility that he had already skipped town, but he was also a supernatural being. How could she possibly handle a hybrid child alone? All she knew was that she couldn’t do it in New Orleans. The child deserved a fresh start without Arabella’s legacy hanging over her head. 

Two months after arriving on the island, Arabella gave birth to Freya Renee Valentine, Freya being after her late mother. 

She’s been in town ever since, working as a librarian during the day and a bartender at night to support the two of them. 

MISC. INFO

Arabella is bisexual, but with a more extensive history of dating women. Her most recent relationship was with a woman and lasted her the longest, about two years. 

This woman will live and die for her daughter. If anyone tries to come at little Freya in an even remotely malicious way, she’ll make them regret it within seconds. 

She’s also quite shy and struggles to make friends. Part of this is due to her shy nature, the other part being that she’s terrified to lose the people that get close to her, like her mother. Despite this, she’s made a promise to herself that she’d make an effort. 

Shortly after her father left, she legally dropped his last name and now just uses Valentine.

I’ll add more stuff here as other things come up!

[brittany]

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004)

[buffonias]