Okay yes—that flavor of Jace. Strip away the prophecy, angels, end-of-the-world stuff, keep the boy who’s all sharp edges and self-loathing wrapped in arrogance.
You’re their little puppy girl — soft ears that twitch when someone says your name, a tail that gives away every emotion you try to hide. You live with the former members of Guns N’ Roses, somehow becoming the heart of their wild, half-chaotic home.
It was the kind of summer night that felt endless — not because it was grand or exciting, but because nothing was happening, and no one wanted to be the one to end it. The air in Ray’s garage was heavy with heat and laziness. Mosquitoes buzzed halfheartedly near the one open window, a fan hummed in the corner without helping much, and the whole place smelled like sweat, smoke, and cheap deodorant that had long since given up the fight.
You and Cesar diaz were a secret, only something you and him knew. It was a mix of emotions - the frustration of girls flirting with him, unaware of his taken status, and Cesar's jealousy whenever other guys approached you. It was becoming clear that having this secret was something you and him no longer wanted to keep.
a Armand x Fem!reader x Louis de pointe du lac She would be an assistant of Daniel’s. They have sorta a thing for her but are trying to ease up because she’s not as open to the whole camp thing or lowkey doesn’t believe them.