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deathlier‌:

❛ i highly doubt anything here is as it seems, ❜ he repeats, but not as a hex; not as a form of mocking-malice. he emits a steady hum in acknowledgment, and debates over this further: sal knows that there is a price on how things sour. the ill-omened, prosperous yet chthonic rattle of the infidel world is his calling; and at its center: a sooty, malformed—hide as black as raven feathers—incorporeal entity just as elusive as smoke. if he’s set on interfering, he knows how to get there; the otherworld; what should be unfathomable. his fingers, although still chilled to the marrow, retrieve his gear boy from his hoodie’s pocket, and he idly thumbs one of the buttons.

he doesn’t want to drag her through his personal accounts, hellishly circumstantial as they are.

❛ i’m interested. i’m a paranormal junkie, i guess you could say. ❜

the edge of his lip is tugged upward, though she can’t see his smile. she’s kindly and isn’t storm-tossed; nor has her blood turned thin as water, allowing her to develop scrofulous complaints. most praiseworthy: she isn’t unsettled by him. his mask doesn’t make her teeth rattle.

❛ it’s nice to meet you, salem. and you, too, sabrina. i’m sal fisher, but you can call me sally face. most of my friends do. ❜

a bludgeoning curiosity insists that he return salem’s unwavering gaze.

❛ i have a cat, too. named gizmo. don’t tell anyone, but i stole the name from ‘gremlins.’ creative integrity—and all that. ❜

“That’s an interesting hobby... have you seen a ghost before?” It was clear she, too, was interested though only in his experiences although she would add, “We own a mortuary back home... my aunts and my cousin mainly keep it running. I suppose that would be an excellent spot for ghost hunting.” In her arms, Salem emitted a low (disagreeing) meow and Sabrina would only shake her head in response. Salem was right, she supposed; there had already been enough trouble caused back home... the idea of stirring more wouldn’t be favourable.

Though now she had to frown just a little; Sally Face... an odd nickname but it didn’t take a genius to figure out where that came from. However, she gave a small nod, acknowledging it but silently choosing to call him the former. 

“Gizmo? Nice reference. Fitting too, you know how cats can be sometimes. Salem, he-- uh, it seemed appropriate too, you know?” Best not reveal Salem chose his own name... that would sound crazy, right? “I was surprised when they let me keep him.” Though she was without her magic for the meantime, at least she had her familiar. That alone brought some comfort. 

She turned her attention to the console in his hands; thought she wasn’t too familiar with things like that, she’d never seen anything quite like that before. “What’s that?”

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- boops nose! -

shit ive said to my cat / accepting

The action caught her off-guard; the gentle tap upon her nose had the young witch cease talking mid sentence. It wasn’t something she found intrusive, it was a little endearing actually… and once she got over the initial surprise, she couldn’t help but smile.

“What was that for?”

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“Are you cold?”

weather prompts / accepting

She hadn’t realised she was shivering so visibly until he’d spoken up. It wasn’t as though she wasn’t dressed for the chill of the winter afternoon-- her usual red coat and a scarf had sufficed for the most part-- but she had to wonder if the weather was fully to blame. Despite this being her second time in the city, the uneasy feeling from the first remained within her, sitting in the pit of her stomach. 

However, she attempted to remain as unconcerned as possible.

“I’m fine, really... thank you.”

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“I know I had three more in the fridge. You swear you don’t know where they went?”

domestic starters / accepting

She smiled so innocently with the lightest shake of her head. 

“Sal, would I do that to you?” 

It was just a little lie, hopefully he bought it even though she had been told she was a terrible liar; besides it wasn’t like she wouldn’t replace the milkshakes…  in fact, that’s what she was going to right now.

“Are you sure you didn’t just misplace them?”

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Shit I’ve said to my cat; sentence starters

“What are you doing?”

“What did you knock over?”

“Don’t eat that!”

“What’s in your mouth? What do you have in your mouth?!?”

“Plastic isn’t food.”

“How did you get up there?”

“Are you stuck? You got yourself up there, you can get down.”

“I have to pee – can you move?”

“It’s so early, please stop.”

“I haven’t seen you in hours. Where were you hiding?”

“I know you’re trying to tell me something, I just don’t know what.”

“Don’t be mean! I’m just trying to love you!”

“You’re just the cutest thing ever.”

-points to mirror-  “That’s you!”

“I’m trying to take a picture of you, please stop moving.”

“You haven’t moved in hours.”

“How can you be such a bed hog? You’re so tiny!”

“You have the cutest nose.”

“Look at those feet-ies!”

“You’re like a gargoyle up there.”

“Don’t bite me, that’s rude.”

“You look so comfortable. I wish I could be that comfortable.”

“All you do is sleep and eat. That’s the life.”

“You are so lazy. You would not survive in the wild.”

“Could you blink, or something? You’re starting to freak me out.”

“Those squirrels look like they’re doing something shifty.”

- boops nose -

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👿  𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒  𝐎𝐅  𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐀  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

 A VARIETY & MIXTURE OF NETFLIX’S CAOS PROMPTS, * WARNING: TRIGGERS APPLY; SATANIC WORSHIP, DEATH, GORE & CANNIBALISM. CHANGE PRONOUNS AS NEEDED / FITTING .

❛    i feel bad for her, living in that house, all alone.   ❜

❛  i see the bad moon arising, i see trouble on the way.   ❜

❛   hello?  ❜

❛   help me, please .. ❜

❛    you poor creature, my cottage is just down the road.   ❜

❛   did we just watch different movies?   ❜

❛    the only person you’re going to scare is yourself.    ❜

❛   1692, 13 witches were hung in the woods, their angry spirits haunt the woods.   ❜

❛   how do you know so much, about witches?  ❜

❛   no, [ name ], we’ll have none of your necromancy.   ❜

❛   you can bury it in the pet cemetery.   ❜

❛   familiars are goblins taking on the role of animals.   ❜

❛   when your fully a witch, you’ll be younger longer.   ❜

❛   your only supposed to miss things after you say goodbye to them, right? ❜

❛   i am continuously missing everything.   ❜

❛   now, spirits, we will wait.   ❜

❛    we don’t want half - breeds at the academy.  ❜

❛    and who exactly are you calling a half - breed?   ❜

❛   isn’t that what you are? half witch, half mortal? ❜

❛   i’m not going to be baited and bullied by you.  ❜

❛    what are you doing?   ❜

❛    a curse. you’re cursing me. ❜

❛    stepped into some poison ivy, got to wash it off of me.   ❜

❛    if truly i am cursed today, let water wash the hex away.   ❜

❛    there’s nothing we can’t handle, as long as we’re being honest with each other.  ❜

❛    we all signed the book and proudly, i might add.    ❜

❛    the path of night or the path of light but not both.   ❜

❛    witches without covens are easy pickings.   ❜

❛   a witch hunter? is that possible? ❜

❛    could of been a movie star if chosen, like cousin montgomery.  ❜

❛    when i was your age, i signed my name in the book of the beast.   ❜

❛   us girls didn’t have any options back then.   ❜

❛   you’ll be the death of me and i’ll be death of you.   ❜

❛   i’m pretty into comics and graphic novels.   ❜

❛    isn’t that why you summoned us?   ❜

❛    they’re your enemies, you’ll have to do most of the work. ❜

❛   you’re not meddling in mortal affairs again, are you?  ❜

❛   she annoyed me, so i killed her and buried her in the yard.   ❜

❛    you could have warned me. ❜

❛    save your breath, we know you lied, you’re a terrible lair.   ❜

❛   we don’t need a reason to torment mortal boys. ❜

❛    i want both, i want freedom and power.   ❜

❛   he’ll never give you that, thought of you or any of us having both terrifies him.  ❜

❛   eventually there will come a time when i bury you and you stay buried.   ❜

❛    it’s my satan given right to kill you as many times as i please.  ❜

❛    it’s better to forget the mortal world.   ❜

❛    how clever, you’re dressed as your future. ❜

❛     are you willing to place our dark lord above all other’s in your life? ❜

❛    show me mercy, please .. please, dark lord.   ❜

❛    i am worthy of your love by kissing your beautiful feet.   ❜

❛    i admire your defiance, girl/boy.   ❜

❛    you think you can defeat me? you cannot.  ❜

❛    your flesh is mortal and in the end, all mortal flesh must burn.   ❜

❛    i’m not going to the academy to hook up with hot warlocks.   ❜

❛   i’m going to learn how to defeat the dark lord.   ❜

❛    what about classes like conjuring, rituals, demonology? ❜

❛    why do you have to be such a warlock slut all the time?   ❜

❛   i don’t need you to tell me my business.   ❜

❛    this .. this was a mistake.    ❜

❛   the thing i carved more than anything in the world was revenge.   ❜

❛    we’re going to play a game.   ❜

❛    perhaps your life could do with more purpose.   ❜

❛   must you be negative about every idea that i have?  ❜

❛   a demon, demon. a scary demon.   ❜

❛    not the devil, [ name ], a demon, in the house.   ❜

❛   what do you mean a demon? what kind of demon?  ❜

❛   now that is how you trap a demon.   ❜

❛   never open a magic box if you don’t know what’s inside it.  ❜

❛    mother of demons? you abandoned me, mother.  ❜

❛    i believe, i’m in the wrong nightmare …   ❜

❛   well, now that you’ve done it, how’s it taste? your heat?   ❜

❛   you know what they say, you can’t polish a turd.  ❜

❛    once i wake you up, you must run.   ❜

❛    praise satan!   ❜  

❛   can witches perform exorcisms?   ❜

❛   my mortal friends are talking about demons, what if they talk about witches next?  ❜

❛   give me their names and i’ll make sure they stop talking about anything.   ❜

❛   maybe i can find out the demon’s name and what it wants.   ❜

❛   having a name is always helpful.   ❜

❛   leave? why would i do that? its so nice and warm and sinful in here.    ❜

❛    you’re not even here, how rude …    ❜

❛   it felt like he was slithering down my throat.   ❜

❛   demons have an awful sense of humor. can you blame them? they live in hell.    ❜

❛   do you think that god could be punishing me?   ❜

❛   so if witches can’t perform exorcisms then what can they … we do?   ❜

❛   that worm will burrow its way back to hell where it belongs.    ❜

❛   nothing. nothing has happened. which is the problem.   ❜

❛   i mean, how am i ever going to out wit the dark lord?    ❜

❛   your poor, weak, feeble heart couldn’t handle the strain, could it?   ❜

❛   out wit the dark lord? why, [ name ], what ever do you mean?   ❜

❛   this doesn’t happen as much as it used to, us walking home together.   ❜

❛   why does it look like the texas chainsaw massacre has been nailed to our door?   ❜

❛    what happened to the people? the hill people?   ❜

❛   wait, you want this? you want to be sacrificed?    ❜

❛   if you wanted to escape, i would happily look the other way.   ❜

❛   i don’t know what happens when we die, it’s impossible to know.   ❜

❛  yes but what do you believe?   ❜

❛   you’re killing the mood, either get in or get out.   ❜

❛   oh, you had me at boys to torment.   ❜

❛   and satan knows, who we might chance upon in the woods.   ❜

❛   i’ll tell ya, i’ve seen some strange things out here.   ❜

❛   once a hunter, always a hunter.   ❜

❛   you believe that, [ name ], after what we just saw?    ❜

❛   how’s your faith in the mortal boy any different than my faith in the dark lord?    ❜

❛   why is your faith more valid than mine?    ❜

❛   does dying hurt?    ❜

❛   are you talking about a resurrection spell?    ❜

❛   necromancy is one or the darkest and dangerous of sacred magics.   ❜

❛   why are we burying her here? why not just leave her in the woods?    ❜

❛   why must you always assume the universe grant you special privileges?    ❜

❛   there is no cheating fate.    ❜

❛   you’ve crossed a line. no, no, you’ve completely erased it.   ❜

❛   there’s no reason to think that the spell will fail.   ❜

❛   you’re playing with life and death and you don’t even know the basics.   ❜

❛   you lied to me. you did the one thing that i told you not to do.    ❜

❛   the witch you killed and brought back to life is getting sicker and sicker.

❛  you’ve opened pandora’s box.    ❜

❛   we are standing in a grave, all of us and you want to dig it deeper.    ❜

❛  you don’t know what i’m capable of.   ❜

❛   everything has a price.   ❜

❛   i can see things, things i shouldn’t be able too.    ❜

❛   but what does it mean to be witch?   ❜

❛   why are you virgins so aggressive?    ❜

❛   i smell virgins the way rabid dogs smell blood.   ❜

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“That storm is beginning to scare me.”

“It’s not looking good. What happens if the power goes out?”

“It’s just a bit of rain, it’s not the end of the world.”

“Oh great. It’s raining.”

“I’m completely soaked!”

“I just love the rain!”

“What, are you going to melt if you get wet?”

“Did you bring an umbrella?”

“I didn’t bring an umbrella.”

“Good thing I brought an umbrella!”

“I’ve always loved thunderstorms.”

“I’ve always hated thunderstorms.”

“We’ll just have to wait here until it passes.”

“We should go out and make a snowman!”

“All I want to do is sit and watch the snow fall.”

“I hate snow.”

“I love snow!”

“I’m freezing!”

“I can see my breath.”

“Are you cold?”

“Do you want my scarf? You look cold.”

“We could be stuck in here for days thanks to this storm.”

“It’s too hot to do anything.”

“Please tell me you brought sunscreen.”

“I don’t need sunscreen, I’m fine.”

“You could fry an egg on the sidewalk.”

“It’s hot as hell out.”

“Oh you won’t need a jacket!”

“The weather is so beautiful today.”

“It’s perfect outside, let’s go for a walk.”

“C’mon, let’s go get some air.”

“I’ve always loved autumn weather.”

“Finally, the leaves are starting to turn.”

“Bring a jacket, it’s chilly out today!”

“I told you that you should’ve brought a jacket.”

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Winter Starters

“Fuck snow and ice.” 

“Look!! It’s the first snow of the year!!” 

“IT’S TOO FUCKING COLD!”

“One marshmallow in your hot chocolate or two?”

*slips on the ice* “Oh fuck-shit-hell-balls-SHIT!”

“Let’s go ice skating!”

“I’m cold. Come cuddle with me.”

“I don’t wanna go out in the cold!”

“How the fuck are you not freezing your ass off?”

“I knew I shouldn’t have worn a tank top today!”

“Can I borrow your coat?”

“No, I’m not lighting the fireplace!”

“Christmas songs, BITCH!”

*Sitting huddled under like 50 blankets* “What? I was cold.”

*slips on the ice and falls flat on his/her face*

“I don’t get how people like winter so much. Winter is hell.”

“What’s the point of freezing cold and gross brown snow?”

“I wouldn’t eat that yellow snow if I were you.” 

“Let’s make a snowman!”

“Wanna come outside and make snow angels with me?”

“I think I have frostbite…” 

“No, I’m not starting a snowball fight with you.”

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Domestic Starters

“I got the groceries, but I couldn’t read the last thing on your list. Is this even close?”

“It’s too hot. Open a window or something.”

“Could you please grab me a drink while you’re up?”

“Here. Blankets. Since you won’t quit complaining about the cold.”

“Come here. You’re shivering.”

“There’s nothing we need to do today but relax. Why are you running around, exactly?”

“Thanks for taking care of the laundry.”

“Quiet down! I’m trying to read.”

“What are you working on?”

“It’s new. What do you think?”

“Sit down and let me do your hair.”

“I think it’s time for a new look. I want to help.”

“You want me to try on that?”

“Did you steal my shirt again?”

“I know I had three more in the fridge. You swear you don’t know where they went?”

“Don’t you think these flowers brighten the place up?”

“I made dinner. Your favorite.”

“You made some for me to eat, too? Thank you!”

“I couldn’t sleep either.”

“Let’s stay up and watch the stars.”

“I’ve got snacks!”

“Can we just sit here together?”

“This is nice. Quiet.”

“I’m glad I get to spend time with you like this.”

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sabrina spellman is cocky as hell and i love it. how many times do we get to see a teenage girl who is like i’m brilliant i’m going to murder this chick to raise my boyfriend’s dead brother and then i’m going to raise the chick i just murdered because the universe is going to bend to my will. also screw the patriarchy. 

so often in stories girls are only allowed to be strong after suffering a trauma like assault and i’m over it. boys can be kick ass simply because they are kick ass. they don’t have to suffer extraordinary pain.  

now we get a 15/16 year old girl who is kick ass simply because she is kick ass. who gets herself into big time trouble because she just arrogantly tosses herself into necromancy after taking like one class at satanic hogwarts and solving a rubik’s cube… 

…and i love it. 

i’m here for cocky teenage girls raising the dead is what i’m trying to say. 

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It’s been one hell of a ride

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lucitoran‌:

        mid bite of the burrito he’s been wanting to eat pretty much all day, he pauses and three eyes stare directly at her like she’s a complete idiot. of course, if he wasn’t an idiot himself he would understand what she was actually asking and why.

       ❝ uuuuh, eating a burrito? duh. that’s kinda obvious, right? and yeah, i am.  but not just ‘some kinda demon’. i’m the prince of the underworld, thanks. ❞

His reply took her by surprise, though in reality she really wasn’t sure what she was expecting. 

“Sorry, I just... I just haven’t had the greatest experience with demons.” 

Her mind wandered back to Batibat and Apophis and she visibly shuddered. She’d rather not encounter another like them again however at the revelation of his supposed title, the witch’s eyes would widen once again in surprise.

“You’re the prince of the underworld.” She repeated back; even though she looked surprised, she wasn’t intimidated. “I imagined a prince of hell to look a little more... imposing.” 

Pushing her luck? Probably, but that’s what she did best afterall.

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deathlier‌:

@hallfwitch.

❛ do you think any of our living quarters are haunted? ❜

ritualistic, this: he genuflects before time-worn habits; the monotonous ring of his father’s urging (’why don’t you try making some friends, sal?’) a cerebral mantra. fretting inaudibly for hours together, he dares not expose; he rarely goes abroad by daylight, but, at dusk, he would go out muffed up inconspicuously, whether he was frost-bitten by the weather or not, and would choose the loneliest paths and those most overshadowed by trees and banks. it shows: for he’s mitten-less, and his fingers grip each other for purchase—black polish fading at the fingernails.

denizens crawling with malignant spirits, the inescapable taint that ran the show—he seeks the deviltry that may populate here; the inseparability of the ‘red-eyed demon.’ assuredly, it is equipped with a grating bark, and perhaps a venomous bite; ever-calculating, he’d easily ascertain if such a fiend howled for blood, or if it shrieked incessant bile.

❛ —more than the occasional ‘bump in the night.’ ❜

So once more she finds herself in this strange, nonsensical city. Perhaps it was the will of whoever controlled this place that she spent the Solstice with her family or maybe her leaving was for other, less sentimental reasons—she couldn’t be sure and she was certain she would never truly know. But all the same, she found herself here now and there was something within her that gave her the impression things would be different this time.

She’d turn to the source of the voice, her gaze lingering upon the blue-haired stranger for just a moment, then she would offer but a light shrug and a small smile. 

“It’s very likely; if you’re looking for strange then I think you’ve come to the right place. I highly doubt anything here is as it seems. Does that bother you? Or is it something you’re interested in?”

As if on cue, a low meow resonated from behind the stranger as Salem trotted toward the young witch. Sabrina scooped him into her arms and tickled behind his ear but Salem’s gaze remained locked upon the other.

“This is Salem, by the way, and I’m Sabrina. It’s nice to meet you.” 

She’d wait expectantly for him to reveal his name, too, should he so choose.

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eases myself back in with a small ad for my witch daughter here, capping at 2 for now!

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the drop i sent a little bit ago might have been too hasty so if possible id love to reapp sabrina spellman from the chilling adventures of sabrina (netflix). today is the 26/12, thank you xox

Welcome back, Sabrina!

You’ll be housed in Apartment 333!

You’ll retain everything you had when you were here last.

– mod spica

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@lucitoran

“You’re some kind of demon, aren’t you?” 

He had caught her eye almost immediately and even Salem seemed cautious. Sabrina spoke with confidence though her tone held an element of hostility... however one couldn’t blame her; her encounters with demons thus far hadn’t been pleasant and if this one was the same, then she wouldn’t be intimidated. 

“What are you doing here?”

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gentlelxllaby‌:

@hallfwitch​

She doesn’t want to assume, but judging by how the other was looking around, Mariko couldn’t help but wonder if perhaps the lady was lost. Lost or confused. It takes a moment, a moment that usually wouldn’t have even been,

Why are you hesitant, Mari?

Oloegos’ voice rings through her staff. He sounds concerned. She doesn’t blame him. Since she had been brought back, she must’ve seem a bit off. Different. It…..surely hasn’t been easy being here and watching things happen.

She musters up some courage and approaches the other. Though cautiously.

“Do…Do you need help with anything?” Mariko was always like that. Always willing to help whoever in need.

She wasn’t lost, exactly, it was more that she was trying to familiarise herself with the area. At first, arriving in such a place with no explanation was unsettling, she couldn’t quite get her head around it. At first, she thought maybe it was a trick, perhaps Prudence was responsible but as time went by, Sabrina realised that this was nothing to do with her... or anyone back home. 

A female voice snapped her out of her reverie and the witch turned to the source of the question asked. Sabrina remained quiet for a moment, Salem brushing up against her legs as if he were reminding her he was here should she need him... but the stranger was only being friendly though, right? She supposed she did look a little lost.

“I’m just trying to get my bearings, I just arrived and thought I’d look around.” Sabrina offered the stranger a smile. “Do you... know what’s going on here?”