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auntiezelda · 5 days
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AU: Sabrina is Zelda's child with Lucifer. :3
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Hilarious. I love it.
I'm seeing them constantly arguing over who Sabrina takes after more. (Guy likes them shorter I guess.) But also, I think this could have been a thing; the narrative for it is there. Zelda was once a devout member of the church and would have agreed to it.
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auntiezelda · 5 days
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Send me an AU idea you have for my muse and I’ll give you my headcanons and/or thoughts about it
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Holiday (1938)
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auntiezelda · 6 days
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She wasn't sure why, but she was surprised by his acquiescence. Something far worse than a few puncture wounds had happened to him, she surmised. His rage was still there but muted somehow, as if it were eating away at his energy. It was all the very... human. What an awful thing that must be for her former god to feel, she thought. Yes, he had always been rather petty but this sort of angry energy was different.
Not wanting to follow that path in her mind, Zelda used her magic to bring them both to the basement of the mortuary, keeping an eye on Lucifer to make certain he wouldn't fall over. "Lay on your stomach on the gurney, and I'll get you cleaned and stitched up," she said, not bothering to ask. If he wanted her help he would listen, and if he didn't he would kill her and it would all be over. What was the point of playing with niceties?
Lucifer felt very lightheaded as he leaned forward, allowing Zelda Spellman to have better access to the bleeding wounds on his back. It felt quite surreal, to have a woman who despised him so much help him in this way. He tried not to allow himself to think about Lilith, doing this exact same thing, some six thousand years ago. Anger and fury mixed with disbelief swirled in his chest – none of this made sense. How did this even happen? How did he allow it to happen?
The Spellman witch’s healing touch alleviated some of the stinging pain, but did nothing to stop the dull ache in the rest of his body.  His extremities throbbed and he suddenly felt more human than he ever had before. As his consciousness became clearer, every part of him was screaming to lash out, to grab the redhead by the throat and strangle her, to return to Hell and– an excruciating flash of pain interrupted Lucifer’s train of thought. He barely heard the first part of the woman’s sentence. “…Alright,” he choked out through gritted teeth.
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auntiezelda · 7 days
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Zelda held her breath as the wind and energy of the moment died down. She could feel the power tingling its way down through her body and into the cold ground beneath her. She stared at the grave, willing herself to see something; but as the silence continued, her heart sank along with her shoulders. A sob snuck its way out and more was to follow until her prayer was answered and Hilda's hand appeared. After retrieving her sister, the adrenaline quickly dissipated, her body now feeling every ache, and she felt exhausted.
Retrieving a cigarette, she watched as Hilda and the others wiped the dirt from the blonde before her eyes found Lilith again. What was this tugging, she wondered, that made her need to see the first witch? Once again it was Lilith on the attack and ready to take on the next target. Zelda admired her tenacity, and as much as she wanted to crawl into bed, she knew Lilith was right. They had to deal with the pagans now. So she returned the smile, more tired than twisted, and nodded. She was grateful the dark-haired witch had the energy she herself was lacking, but she found herself speaking up hearing Mary Wardwell's name. "That bitch shot me."
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               if   only   satan   could   see   them   now.      calling   on   another,   having   that   call   answered…      the   power   that   surges   around   them   is   immense,   so   much   so   that   even   lilith   feels   it’s   pull.      though   not   celestial,   lilith’s   power   is   her   own.      she   need   not   depend   on   the   support   of   another.      even   so,   there   is   almost   a   temptation   with   the   amount   of   power   felt   around   her,   to   join   in   the   call   to   hecate,   to   embrace   her   as   zelda   and   the   coven   were   doing…      but   pride   gets   in   the   way.      despite   her   pride,   she   calls   to   the   triple   goddess   on   behalf   of   zelda,   pleading   that   she   listen   and   grant   the   former   church   of   night   her   powers.
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               eyes   close   as   the   winds   pick   up,   the   power   growing   and   growing   until…      silence.      the   wind   no   more,   zelda’s   plea   finished.      all   eyes   are   on   the   unmoving   grave.      lilith   is   quick   to   let   go   of   the   hands   of   the   hedge   witches,   and   she   was   about   to   come   to   zelda’s   side   to   offer   some   attempt   at   condolences   when   a   hand   pushes   through   the   dirt.      by   god…      she   did   it.      zelda   actually   did   it.      ❝   there   is   no   time   to   waste.      we   must   form   a   plan   and   destroy   the   green   man   with   your   newfound   powers.      then…   ❞      lilith   can’t   help   the   twisted   smile   that   forms.      ❝   then   we   crush   those   pagans   like   an   ant   beneath   our   heels.   ❞
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auntiezelda · 9 days
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please reblog if you love oc’s / fully support your oc rp partners 
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auntiezelda · 11 days
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𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍​
[ 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 ] My muse gently touches a bruise on your muse’s body.
[ 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 ] My muse brushes a strand of hair out of your muse’s face.
[ 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇 ] My muse attempts to make yours laugh when they are sad.
[ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐓𝐇 ] My muse wraps yours in a warm blanket.
[ 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐏 ] My muse pokes your muse’s nose.
[ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐄 ] My muse intertwines their fingers with yours.
[ Cuddle ] My muse cuddles up in bed to yours.
[ 𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃 ] My muse sits by your muse’s bedside while they are sick/hurt.
[ 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] My muse takes your muse’s hand and slow dances with them.
[ 𝐖𝐄𝐓 ] My muse helps yours out of sopping wet clothes.
[ 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄 ] My muse gently runs a hand over your muse’s back.
[ 𝐇𝐔𝐆 ] My muse hugs yours tightly.
[ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐃 ] My muse steps protectively in front of yours.
[ 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 ] My muse holds yours while they cry.
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auntiezelda · 11 days
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"Yes, really. Mother fawns over her with the same vigor father boasts about his genius son," she remarked with a huff of a breath. Zelda knew she shouldn't be revealing the inner-workings of her family, especially to a stranger, but really what harm could a girl from her future do with knowing which sibling was a favorite of which parent. They were already crossing the line anyhow, she reasoned.
"Well I suppose we can't do anything too awful so long as nothing too important is divulged," she said with a hum and a shrug. Though she did feel the girl wasn't telling the full truth, but she assumed her reasoning was safety of the timeline. And she was pandering to Zelda's desire to finally be seen and trusted as a capable witch, so that rather sealed the deal for the redhead. "Fine, I'll do what I can to help. And I'm sure you'll have an entertaining conversation the next time you came across the older me."
"Really?" Sabrina asked with interest, her curiosity making her forget her precarious situation for the moment. The way Aunt Hilda was, how different she seemed from the rest of the coven, how much she seemed to actually like mortals and had even been her Mom's midwife...Sabrina kinda figured her grandparents had dismissed Hilda as much as the Church of Night seemed to. But apparently not...
Maybe this explained Zelda a bit more too.
"Well, I figure as long I don't reveal anything about your future, then what harm is there? I mean, you don't know who I am, and by the time you do it will already be the future," Sabrina reasoned. "Besides, I've dealt with all sorts of time magics before, and everything was absolutely, totally fine. Honestly." She flashed a smile even as her mind flashed to a recent, tiny issue with worlds collapsing in on each other.
"Besides, like I said, I need someone I can trust. And someone I know is actually skilled enough to help me." She gave her Aunty a pointed look. "And isn't it kinda more important to get me home as fast as possible rather than worrying about some rule about not talking to each other? I mean, what harm can we really do?"
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auntiezelda · 12 days
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REVERSE TROPE WRITING PROMPTS
Too many beds
Accidentally kidnapping a mafia boss
Really nice guy who hates only you
Academic rivals except it’s two teachers who compete to have the best class
Divorce of convenience
Too much communication
True hate’s kiss (only kissing your enemy can break a curse)
Dating your enemy’s sibling
Lovers to enemies
Hate at first sight
Love triangle where the two love interests get together instead
Fake amnesia
Soulmates who are fated to kill each other
Strangers to enemies
Instead of fake dating, everyone is convinced that you aren’t actually dating
Too hot to cuddle
Love interest CEO is a himbo/bimbo who runs their company into the ground
Nursing home au
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auntiezelda · 12 days
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auntiezelda · 12 days
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Send    “Awkward waltz”  for our muses to suddenly have to dance together   even if they’d much rather not.  
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auntiezelda · 13 days
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Florence + the Machine sentence starters
cws: substance abuse (alcohol), mention of death
“Every demon wants his pound of flesh.”
“I like to keep somethings to myself.”
“It’s always darkest before dawn.”
“I can never leave the past behind.”
“I’ve been a fool and I’ve been blind.”
“Shake it off!”
“It’s hard to dance with the devil on your back.”
“Never let me go.”
“I think I’m breaking down again.”
“I’m not calling you a liar.”
“Just don’t lie to me.”
“I love you so much.”
“There’s a ghost in my lungs.”
“You can’t save me now.”
“I brace myself because I know it’s going to hurt.”
“I’m going to drink myself to death.”
“You can’t hold me down.”
“I know I can count on you.”
“Things just go wrong no matter what I do.”
“Is it worth the wait?”
“I didn’t tell anyone.”
“I promised I wouldn’t do it again.”
“I couldn’t scream and I couldn’t shout.”
“Now, there’s a few things we have to burn.”
“Tell me you see it too.”
“I can’t stand the heat.”
“Is it too late to come on home?”
“Maybe I’ll see you in another life?”
“If you could just forgive yourself –”
“I know you’re bleeding, but you’ll be okay.”
“Hold on to your heart.”
“It’s a different kind of danger.”
“Come on, is this what you want?”
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auntiezelda · 13 days
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PROMPTS FOR ORDINARY THINGS THAT FEEL INTIMATE *  inspired by this post. these don't have to be romantic - you can specify romantic or not when you send them. in essence, these are simply intimate, affectionate moments to share with someone you love and care about. adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of the prompt
[ lean ] sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder
[ shop ] sender and receiver go to the grocery store together
[ brush ] sender brushes receiver's hair
[ tie ] sender helps receiver with their tie, either by putting it on or adjusting it
[ necklace ] sender helps receiver with the clasp of their necklace from behind
[ zip up ] sender assists receiver with zipping up a piece of clothing
[ unzip ] sender assists receiver with unzipping a piece of clothing
[ shoelaces ] sender bends down to tie receiver's shoelaces
[ swipe ] sender notices a smudge of something on receiver's face and gently wipes it off
[ braid ] sender braids receiver's hair
[ jacket ] sender takes their jacket off and hangs it on receiver's shoulders
[ puddle ] sender hurries to stop receiver from stepping into a puddle
[ drinks ] sender brings receiver a drink from a bar/their kitchen
[ feed ] sender feeds receiver's pet/s for them
[ cook ] sender and receiver cook a meal together
[ feed ] sender allows receiver to try a bite of their dish, holding their fork out for receiver to taste
[ teach ] sender, an expert at something, takes time to teach receiver how it works and how they can get better at it, too
[ readjust ] sender comes up behind receiver and readjusts their stance (maybe holding a gun, holding a golf club, aiming for something, etc.) to help them
[ makeup ] sender fixes receiver's makeup for them
[ bathroom ] sender and receiver go to a public restroom together and have a normal conversation in between the stalls
[ aloud ] sender reads aloud to receiver
[ refill ] sender refills receiver's glass without asking
[ massage ] sender notices receiver looks tense, steps up behind them, and massages their shoulders
[ listen ] sender listens to receiver explain something they're passionate about
[ silence ] sender and receiver comfortably exist in silence together, both of them working or reading or focusing on something different
[ food ] sender brings food over to receiver's house
[ hum ] sender hums along to a song receiver is singing
[ see ] sender sees something that reminds them of receiver and texts them a picture of it
[ admire ] sender stares at receiver across a room, silently admiring and appreciating them from afar
[ win ] sender lets receiver beat them in a game
[ puzzle ] sender helps receiver solve/put together a puzzle
[ carry ] after receiver falls asleep in an inconvenient place, sender carries them to a bed and tucks them in
[ kneel ] sender finds receiver sick in the bathroom ("tossing their cookies"), and kneels beside them, holding their hair back and cleaning their face
[ clean ] sender helps bathe receiver
[ wash ] sender helps receiver wash their hair
[ patch ] sender carefully patches one of receiver's wounds
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auntiezelda · 16 days
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"Ah." She wasn't at all surprised to learn Lilith had struck precisely where she had once told her and Hilda to strike. How odd, she thought, to now be in a position where she was to help him rather than being the one to do the damage... not that she had gotten close. Zelda was almost impressed that Lilith had pulled it off, but then she was also angry; she was angry that Lilith was capable of doing it all on her own all along, that she could have helped them when they needed her and didn't. And part of her was angry because this was Sabrina's biological father.
Zelda moved closer to inspect where his wings once were. The blood wasn't flowing too freely, she noted, but it was definitely in danger of infection. Carefully she reached out to gently place her hands over the wounds, muttering a spell to stop the bleeding, but it was only a temporary fix. "That will stop the blood loss for now, but we'll need to get you cleaned up so I can get a better look."
Lucifer fought against the quivering pain as he shifted his limbs, making sure to sit in a more stable position. His head hung as he tried to slow the whirling of the world around him, caused by blood loss and the sudden absence of overwhelming power that had been with him every moment of his existence, even right after his Fall.
Even though his thoughts were blurred, the Dark Lord was aware of Zelda Spellman’s flailing hands, and it set him on edge. What was she doing? Was the Spellman matriarch here to finish the job that Lilith started? Was she trying to help him? Why would she ever do that? Lucifer felt more vulnerable than ever before – flying off the handle and giving into anger wouldn’t do right now. He had to remain calm and extract himself from this situation.
“…Wings.” That was all he needed to say. It wasn’t a big secret that he was most vulnerable in the area of his already existing wounds. Lucifer hated the weakness he was feeling. He wanted to push Zelda Spellman away and leave this place, but he was certain that he couldn’t even stand up without passing out. The best thing he could do for himself right now was accept the offered help, and fight back once he has fully recuperated his strength, and hopefully, his celestial powers as well.
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auntiezelda · 18 days
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She softened in a way, knowing how concerned Lilith would likely always be that Lucifer was just around the corner waiting to strike at her. She could empathize, but she would never speak on it. They both had their pride, and Zelda wouldn't take aim at either. If she were being honest she was no longer as concerned with Faustus reemerging; they could easily take him on now. But Lucifer was indeed another story.
"I'd truly rather avoid him. And if I'm being honest, I don't entirely understand why we need to involve him at all. Of course it affects him in a way but quite frankly I couldn't care less about him or what problems this could give him. My concern is us," she said, moving her hand closer towards Lilith's, looking down as they barely touched. "But I can face him on my own. You shouldn't have to share space with him."
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               a   mortal   would   have   never   been   able   to   handle   sabrina.      just   look   at   how   strained   her   friendships   had   been   with   those   baxter   high   students.      diana   would’ve   surely   failed   in   bringing   up   sabrina.      a   strictly   witchy   upbringing   probably   would’ve   saved   them   all   this   trouble,   but   that   wasn’t   how   the   cards   had   been   dealt.      it   was   their   job   now   to   try   and   fix   this,   as   only   the   newly   reformed   witches   of   hecate   could.      not   that   lilith   was   a   follower   of   hecate…      but   still.
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               ❝   it   also   explains   why   lucifer   hasn’t   come   to   kill   us   all.      we   have   our   sabrina,   and   then   we   have   the   sabrina   that   is   currently   the   queen   of   hell.      seeing   as   she’s   still   a   version   of   the   sabrina   we   know…      perhaps   she   can   be   reasoned   with.      it   would   at   least   help   to   have   her   present   when   we   unfortunately   meet   with   satan.      it   is   inevitable,   i’m   afraid.      though   i   had   hoped   to   never   deal   with   that   wretched   excuse   of   a   god   again.   ❞      the   only   thing   lilith   can   hope   for   now   is   that   his   murderous   desires   for   her   had   subsided.      she   quite   liked   this   new   life   where   she   had   no   one   to   take   orders   from,   it   would   be   a   pity   to   lose   it.
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auntiezelda · 18 days
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I find it interesting that we don't really get as much of an insight as to how Zelda did while in school. Hilda was a champion bubbler, and Edward was.. well.. Edward.
Makes me believe Zelda was very much the overlooked child of the Spellman siblings, especially when it came to her schooling. At first she was expected, as the only Spellman, to represent her family and parents in a positive manner, expected to get good marks and excel above the average. But when Edward came along, the attention immediately shifted away from her in a bittersweet manner. She was relieved to have some of the weight off her back, but then Edward was seen as a prodigy. And she found herself not even being worthy of being compared to him. Zelda was now expected to still do well but prepare for a future of lesser value.
Then came along Hilda some years later, and she allowed her herself to hope/expect her parents to compare her to Zelda, to have a younger sibling to look up to her as an example. But their mother had been getting along in years when Hilda came around and saw her new daughter as being for her, being there as a companion for her, as well as a little girl to dote over. And how could Zelda not resent that?
Sure she's popular, and that gives her the praise she lacks from her parents and becomes her focus until she decides to set her goals in travel and becoming a midwife.
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auntiezelda · 18 days
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