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(Zelda Spellman x Larissa Weems)

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(brat-tamer!Rhaenys x Reader)

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😈 Cherubic Little Devil

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Zelda: Caffeine no longer keeps me awake so I have Lilith periodically send me texts saying we need to talk'

Zelda: It gives me the right amount of adrenaline and fear I need to

keep going.

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The monster within you

part three here

Lilith/Madam Satan x reader (most of all)

four

The air is crispy outside, the setting sun is turning the sky into a bluish tinge. A light breeze blows through your hair, and gently tickles your already rosy cheeks. Lifting your knees up, you rest your chin above them, then lazily circle your legs with your arms.

The relic is right next to you, on the porch bench where you too are sitting. The temptation to put it on is so strong to cause you a wave of sickness in your stomach. But you made a promise to both Zelda and Cordelia, that you intended to keep.

As you stare anywhere but there, you find yourself spiraling, thinking of all the possible scenarios regarding your family history. On one hand, you wish your parents were alive. It's true they gave you up, but maybe they had no choice in the matter.

It soothes you to think they wanted to offer you a better chance in life. However, there was another side of you that didn't believe that. It could be that they gave you up for selfish reasons only, or a tragic accident occurred, and just like that you were left orphaned.

You crinkle your nose and fidget slightly.

Turning around, your eyes bore into that piece of cloth again. As you do, you feel a chill run up your spine, both due to the chilly air outside and the irrational fear of the unknown.

You aren't scared of the possibility of getting physically hurt. It's more the emotional damage that keeps you stalling. You find yourself reviving your memories that dated back to your life with them, before Greendale, New Orleans, Zelda and Cordelia. You really thought they loved you. Up to a point, at least, they did.

When magic showed up, everything went south.

"My, my, aren't your thoughts loud?", it's the voice of a woman you've never heard before.

Blinking softly, you lift your chin and find a slim figure standing in front of you. Your eyes bore into hers, and when you do, you're sure to have never seen a clearer hue of blue before. Before you can ask her who she is and what she is doing there, the woman talks again.

"You need to be more careful, princess," her admission is meant to sound like a scold, but her gaze is soft and kind. "I've been watching you for quite a while and you never noticed," she chants with an arched eyebrow, as to prove a point.

You scoff lightly and can't help the amused smile curving your lips, "I wonder what's so interesting about me today to have so many visitors my way", there's a hint of sarcasm in your voice that doesn't go unnoticed.

The woman steps closer and hums, "many things."

You chuckle slightly, "careful there or I'll end up believing I'm special," you tease.

"You most certainly are," the brunette remarks firmly.

Your brows knit in confusion, failing to grasp her point. She lets out a sigh and takes the remaining steps left to close the gap between the two of you. She gestures to the empty spot next to you, as a permission to sit down. When you give her a hesitant nod of your head, she beams down at you.

"Every witch, of course, guards something special, and you aren't less of them."

"What's your name?", you inquire, completely ignoring her previous statement.

She gives you a subtle grin, eyeing you with the corner of her eye so as not to miss your reaction, "I'm Lilith, and before you wonder, yes, that Lilith."

Blinking in utter disbelief, your mouth parts slightly ajar, unsure of what's the best to say. Then, you shoot up, "I-I'm so sorry your... majesty, I had no idea," your cheeks flush a darker hue of pink.

Her calm response surprises you.

"There is no need to apologize, princess. And please, let's keep aside the formalities. Lilith will do," she insists, eyes roaming over you without any malice.

You blink softly, still partially in trance.

That behavior of yours elicits a fond smile to tug at her red lips. With a single finger the first witch prompts you to sit down again next to her and you oblige quickly, maybe too quickly because she laughs again.

"Do you wish to come inside?", you ask awkwardly.

She shakes her head, "that won't be necessary, no. Unless you want to," Lilith doesn't fail to notice the little goosebumps that have risen over your skin.

"I'm okay," you state quietly.

Lilith stares right into your eyes, as to make sure you are being honest with her. A part of her thinks you're not, but she decides not to pressure you further.

"Do you plan to use it?", she questions, referring to Lucia's relic, folded between the two of you.

You blink and look down, "I think so. It's the sole way that can help me understand who I am," your voice comes out almost whispered. It causes Madame Satan to feel a weird pang in her chest.

Taking it in between your hands, you later ask, "can you tell me more about it?"

Lilith shifts in her spot, scooting closer to you, "well, it's complex and unpredictable," her expression hides a veil of concern as she speaks.

"I've been told," you nod, a tad discouraged and frustrated to be honest.

"The relic's both blessed and cursed, and that's what makes it so powerful," when she tries to take it from your hands, you let her.

"Could it turn me blind?", your voice is hesitant and a bit fearful.

The way her eyes shoot open at your unexpected question almost elicits a giggle out of you.

"What in the world are you saying now?"

"Not my thought, but Zelda's," you clarify.

You spot a hint of amusement veiling Lilith's eyes, a warm flush to her cheeks as she shakes her head, remembering the redhead witch's temperament very well.

"When I mentioned that the relic belonged to Lucia, Saint Lucia, she totally freaked out."

Lilith hums amusedly, "I'd have been surprised if she did not," you feel yourself nodding at that.

"She's a weird witch, your partner. The softest matriarch I've ever encountered."

Scrunching up your nose, you comment, "You don't want to say that to her face."

It was funny how despite Lilith being Queen of Hell, you still 'feared' Zelda's reaction the most.

Lilith scoffs and pats your knee, "I already have, on several occasions," she mutters in a whisper, as if that was supposed to stay a secret between the two of you.

You never thought the Queen of Hell could be that fun. But you sure expected her to be more...intimidating. It was strange that she looked exactly like you expected her to be. Of a timeless elegance and graciousness, like someone that could bend everyone to her will, both with violence and softness. That's what probably intrigued you about her.

"To answer your question, I don't think the relic has the power to turn someone blind, simply because it's not its purpose."

You nod at that, reasoning out loud, "it's meant to help people see."

"True, but I'd advise you to be cautious regardless," she adds apprehensively. When she brushes some hair from your face, you're genuinely taken aback by what appeared to be an odd and unexpected display of affection.

You blurt out, "I will. I can do this," the intent to reassure her has also the aim to encourage yourself.

Playfully humming, she nods, "you do look like a badass."

"That's a huge compliment, thank you," your tongue peeks out of your mouth as you smile. A gesture that makes Lilith's insides melt and twist.

She scoots closer, and stays silent for a moment, staring into the starry sky above you. A pause follows in which both of you are comfortable, adjusting to each other's presence.

"You've got a nice family here, haven't you?", when she suddenly speaks again, your eyebrows shoot up. "Zelda and Cordelia are taking good care of you, are they not?"

At the mention of your girlfriends' name, your cheeks turn a deep hue of pink. You silently wonder how she knows of all these things about you, despite having a slight idea yourself.

"How do you know about that? About me?"

Playfully tapping your knee again, she says, "I'm Queen of Hell, princess. Nothing gets past me."

That answer seems reasonable enough. Sighing, you look up at the sky, only to close your eyes a moment after, "I just want to know where my place is; well, where it used to be," you exhale softly, trying to imagine the face of your mother and your father.

Lilith glances at you with soft eyes, remaining wordless. She reaches for your shoulder, offering you a light, encouraging squeeze. Another display of affection in which you find a surprising comfort.

"Wait, considering you know so much about everything, any chances you know about my parents too?"

That question stunned Lilith, however she tried her best not to show. Her mouth falls agape, in search for an answer buried deep down her throat. And suddenly her chest feels too small for her heart to fit, for her to breathe.

"I'm just joking. Don't try so hard," you tilt your head to the side, chuckling slightly.

"Right, sure," she admits with a wry smile. You frown, feeling like there's something she isn't telling you. Maybe you caused offense, without noticing?

"About your adoptive family," your breath halts in your chest as she speaks again, "what was it like?"

Her face dims a little, when you take an extra minute to think about it.

"I had a happy childhood," your voice is thick with emotion, there's honesty in your words, mingled with some blatant white lies you hoped she wouldn't notice. "Everything a kid could wish for: a nice house, the prettiest room— a couple of close friends in the neighborhood."

Leaning forward, the Demoness runs a hand across your back, up to the tip of your hair. You crane your neck towards her, and she takes advantage of the opportunity to tug a piece of hair from your face, to better grasp the shades of your eyes.

"They loved me until they couldn't."

You blink away the beginning of some tears, while Lilith's hand freezes on the spot that's now your cheek, "What does it mean?", you bite your lip, your eyes are slightly averted now.

"When they discovered I was a witch, everything changed and they started ...fearing me," you sniffle, eyes shutting closed for a moment, "but they failed to see that behind my powers rising, there was still the same old Celeste. Their... daughter."

Feeling her hand brushing against your cheek, you turn around, to look back into those icy eyes. "Oh, princess," she coos sadly, and you try your best to compose yourself. The pain in your eyes is hard to mask and stabs Lilith's chest like dozens of celestial daggers.

You exhale shakily, forcing a smile out of you, "when I decided to leave and they made no effort to stop me, I knew it was for the best."

Lilith's features morph into so many different emotions that you struggle to identify. She appears haunted by questions piling up into fragile sand castles swaying in the wind. You're not sure anymore if she is mostly mad, concerned or incredulous. It's probably a mix of these.

"Yet you think of them as good people, why?", she breathes out in disbelief. Her features hardened a bit, as well as her posture, however, her eyes remained soft, even veiled with tears she wasn't allowing herself to shed.

The answer came out as easily as ever.

"They took me in, loved me in their own way. Even if I wasn't theirs," you point out.

Lilith tries to say something but you beat her to it.

"I will not discredit that love just because it didn't last forever," it sounded reasonable to you, despite the deep crease between your brows.

Lilith swallows a lump in her throat and stays quiet, despite having many things to say.

"You're so sickly sweet," that's the response she decides to go for.

Your hum quizzically, "why does it sound like an insult?"

Lilith bites back a laugh as she takes in the priceless expression on your face, "maybe because it is," she jokes, with an arched eyebrow.

You roll your eyes, but smile amusedly, "you know, for being the Queen of Hell, you're wildly nice."

"Excuse me!", Lilith fake gasps and pats your hand, shooting you a glare. "You got some nerve saying that to me, princess," there is no seriousness in her features, despite her best attempts. You see a spark of joy in her eyes, but you could be wrong.

"What in Hecate's name is going on here?", you'd recognize her voice anywhere.

You suck in a breath before pressing your lips in a thin line.

"Zelda, my dear friend," Lilith makes a face before begrudgingly pulling away from you to take in the two witches standing at the front door. "It's so nice to see you again," there's a hint of sarcasm in her tone that makes you sputter.

How bold and fearless she can be?

The witch stares at Lilith eerily still and calm, too calm, "I must admit you got a great timing," she reasons with a scoff, "always showing up when there are matters to sort out."

It sounded like an accusation to you, a devious one but still.

Lilith groans and waves a hand nonchalantly.

"Celeste, who's this?", Cordelia asks you, a look of concern in her brown eyes.

"Well, she...", you sit up, leaning a bit forward, as if in need to introduce her properly and with due respect. However, the first witch spares you the trouble.

"I go by many names, I'm known as the mother of demons, the dawn of doom, Queen of Hell, but you can call me Lilith."

Zelda winces in disgust, whereas Cordelia's eyes grow bigger. Her brain momentarily feels like going short-circuit. "Oh my," her mouth parts slightly, "It's a pleasure meeting you, your majesty," she bows her head as a form of respect, causing Lilith to grin from ear to ear.

She likes being praised, you thought.

"Cut the crap, and state your business," Zelda spats.

Both you and the Supreme glance at the redhead as if she had grown a tail. As for Lilith, she remains unshaken, absolutely unbothered by her tone and ways in her regards. Probably because she was used to being treated like that by the eldest of the Spellmans.

Sighing, she gets up and smoothing her skirt while doing so.

"Can't I answer the prayers of one of my witches in need?", she asks, sure to have a point.

You decide to keep to yourself that that was a lie. You didn't know why you felt the need to have her back. Maybe because she had yours without even waiting for you to ask.

"Celeste's name is not even in the Book of the Beast, why would you care about her?", she questions, crossing her arms over her chest.

Ouch.

"I do not discriminate, for your information," the Demoness states as calmly as possible.

Zelda lets out a humorless chuckle, "since when you're so benevolent?"

You knew of their troubled history, as you have been told by Zelda herself, plus the perspective of both Hilda and Ambrose. They didn't start off on the right foot, but eventually things went better. You knew Lilith had manipulated Sabrina into following the path of the Dark Lord, but you also knew that in the end, Lilith turned her back on him, and killed him herself. It wasn't exactly a redemption, you're well aware of that, but who, in this life, is sinless?

Lilith's aura gets a bit darker, a clear sign she is growing impatient, "do I need to remind you I kept your beloved Sabrina alive countless of times, while you were totally unaware of her doings?"

Low blow. You suck in a shaky breath, spotting your girlfriend's face turning pale. Cordelia, as well, winces as if she had been the one to take the blow.

"Wipe your mouth before talking about my niece," she warns, dangerously low. "We both know you did what you did because it was convenient to you."

"I believe we already talked about this," Lilith talks back. She later drops her shoulders, and when she does you realize her last intention is to fight with her or anyone of you. "I do come in peace, Zelda. No funny business."

"It's true," you decide to intervene on her behalf, standing tall next to her. "She's been nothing but nice to me. If you don't want to believe her, believe me."

"Nice?", Zelda echoes in disbelief. "Since when the Queen of Hell performs kindness on a daily basis?", she asks you, but eyes her.

"Ah, you know, I felt up for a change today," Lilith pipes up with a fake smile.

Chuckling bitterly, she comments, "say that to someone that doesn't know you."

You feel yourself rolling your eyes, before tiredly pinching the root of your nose. Why did everything turn out to be a big deal?

"Alright Celeste," a brief, nervous smile crosses the Supreme's face, "you should come inside," reaching out a hand towards you, she eyes you with hope in her eyes. Concern hidden behind a mask of composure.

You open your mouth to say something but Lilith precedes you once again.

"She is right" when you frown in response, she continues, "you're actually freezing out there, aren't you?"

"Maybe a little," you concede, with a small smile that Lilith soon reciprocates. You Cordelia draw you close and can't deny the fact that you feel immediately warmer and better in her arms. However, you feel sorry for Lilith. A part of you doesn't want to say goodbye yet.

"Would you like to stay?"

She laughs softly and shakes her head, "I think I've intruded enough. You three should rest, it's pretty late now."

"That's probably for the best, yes," the redhead agrees with a firm nod of her head. She takes a mental note to ask you as to why in Hecate's name you would invite the Queen of Hell for a sleepover.

Your pout doesn't go unnoticed by Lilith, whose lips half rise in a brief smirk. She approaches closer and nudges you playfully, "don't be sad, princess. I'm not dying."

She's right and you know it. "Will you be back?", Zelda raises an eyebrow at you. Even Cordelia remains stunned by your sudden interest towards the Queen of Hell. "I mean, if I need a piece of advice," you mutter tentatively.

Lilith couldn't hide her pride, if she tried. "I'm only one prayer away, princess," she promises, her voice barely above a whisper.

Zelda is sure to have never heard her use such a soft tone before. Maybe just once or twice, but in very different circumstances. Your eyes mirror the flames of Hell as Lilith disappears into a vortex of fire, back to Hell.

Woah, very scenic, you think to yourself.

Cordelia takes a sigh of relief right after. She holds you closer to her front, and buries her face in your hair, "you got us worried, again,” there is a hint of playfulness in her tone, but you know it’s not just it.

"Sorry I lost track of time," you mutter apologetically.

Zelda's nose scrunches up as she narrows her eyes at you, "what was that?"

Shrugging cutely, you echo innocently, "what was what?"

The redhead rolls her eyes at your antics, while Cordelia lets out a warm chuckle. Placing both hands upon her hips, she continues, "shouldn't we talk about what happened tonight?"

Suddenly feeling tired, you let out a yawn in response.

"Maybe tomorrow," it's Cordelia's response, her lips press a kiss on top of your head and your lashes flutter slightly.

Zelda huffs and rolls her eyes before looking at the two of you alternatively, "You two go ahead, I'll catch you up in a minute," she mutters, suddenly in need to have a smoke.

"Don't be long," you mutter lazily. She brushes her hand against your cheek, telling you not to worry.

While you and Cordelia walk inside, Zelda sits on the porch's bench. Tired, confused, worried. Her eyes glance down at Lucia's relic still there, as a reminder that troubles have not finished yet, if anything they've just started. Summoning a cigarette in her hand, she lights it up, before taking a long, well deserved drag.

"Whatever it is you're not telling, Lilith?", she asks in a faint whisper, letting out a big puff of smoke, "What were you doing here?"

The Queen of Hell hears her loud and clear, while sitting uncomfortably on her throne. Running a hand through her hair, she lets out a sigh. Her eyes fall close, as she breathes softly in and out. Hearts pounding in her chest, annoyingly. She wish she knew. 

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Lilith x Fem!Reader: Second Chances

Summary: Lilith + 19 — “You did what?”

Prompts found here!

A/N: I haven't written for Lilith in a long time or watched CAOS in even longer, so if I faltered on her characterization, I apologize! I did my best to keep it within the bounds of her character

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Tag List: @escapetodreamworld @multifandomfix @ghostsunderstoodmysoul

Warning(s): Slight NSFW

Sabrina saw you. 

Sabrina saw you. 

Rushing away from the scene, you are quick to make sure no one else can see you. You weave through the masses of students effortlessly. No heads turn as you pass. Throwing a glance over your shoulder, you see Sabrina search the crowds, no doubt coming up empty, before shaking her head. 

You only relax when she turns and walks up the stairs to her next class. You don’t relax much, though; you still have to tell Lilith. 

Dread builds with every step towards Wardwell’s—now Lilith’s—office. She trusted you to take care of this and you let yourself be seen. You’re not even sure how it happened. One second Sabrina is in a crowd of her friends, the next her eyes are locked right on you with growing horror. 

It was almost comical, if you think about it. 

Knowing how you’re going to upset Lilith though, you have other things to worry about; like how many years she’s going to bury you in the deepest pits of Hell for failing. 

You arrive outside of her office and take a deep breath. Lilith loves you, for all intents and purposes, but being loved in her way isn’t like loving anyone else. She’ll go easy on your punishment, but you will be punished. 

Knocking, you wait. 

Her voice filters through the door, “Come in.” 

You open the door and slip in. Her eyes find you in an instant, vanishing charm or no; she can always find you. It both warms your heart and spikes your blood pressure. 

“Darling,” She says, the term a sultry drawl, her eyes narrowing, “What’s happened?” 

“Lilith, my Goddess…” 

Her eyes go hard at your tone. Her voice is cold, “What’s happened?” 

“I was seen.” You admit, wincing. 

Lilith had been standing, hands on the desk as she leans forward, only to pause. She tilts her head and looks at you for a long moment. You can feel your heart beating a mile a minute and threatening to shoot from your chest. It’s so hard you can almost swear she can hear it. 

Her head turns and she looks away, eyes darting this way and that. She’s thinking hard about something. That isn’t good, you know; she’s likely deciding how to kill you and send you back to Hell until she gets there. It’s not Hell you mind as much as being without her. 

You start talking before you can stop yourself, “I was following Sabrina and her friends in the hall. I don’t know what happened, but I must have dropped my cover on accident—” 

“You did what?” 

“Lilith, please. You know I wouldn’t fail you on purpose.” 

“You don’t have accidents, darling,” Lilith says cuttingly, “That’s why I gave you this job. You don’t fail.” 

“I won’t. It was just a brief moment and then she couldn’t see me. I swear, let me make this up to you.” 

You fall to your knees in front of her as she crosses around to the front of the desk. Her brows raise slightly, but she only watches you. Usually you’re not so dramatic as this. It’s rare you fall to your knees without her command first, it’s even rarer for you to beg. You’re strong and fierce… except when it comes to your Goddess. 

She has an army of demons and twisted creations to enact these duties for her. Any of them would have answered her call. But she gave you the opportunity; you, the twisted little witch, the one she’s kept at her side and away from the grit of Hell’s chores until now. She could’ve chosen any of them and she chose you. 

If you admit defeat, you fear she’ll never choose you again. 

You’ve never failed her when you were just there to entertain her. You can’t fail her now, when it matters. If you do, who is to say you’re really worthy of the love she shows you? 

“Have I ever given second chances before?” She asks. 

Her voice is cold, but she runs fingers through your hair. It’s always astounded you how someone born of hell can chill you to the bone. 

You shake your head, “No. Not while I’ve been with you.” 

“No.” Lilith echoes, confirming your answer, “What makes you think I’d give you one?” 

Looking up and blinking the shame from your eyes, you try to summon your usual fierceness. Lilith’s lips twitch into an amused smirk.

“Because I love you.” 

Something in her posture softens. It’s slow and barely noticeable, but you notice everything about Lilith, even if sometimes you don’t want to. 

Her hand comes to settle on your cheek. Holding you in place, she absorbs the vision, soft eyes filled with interest. You want to know what thoughts race behind her eyes. Mary’s eyes. Her eyes now; you think everything about this body suits her beautifully, captures every detail of her soul and displays it perfectly for your eyes to see. It’s even better than the last one. 

“If you slip again, I’ll let Stolas feast on your eyes.” Lilith says. 

Hope and love fill you in equal measure. Your face breaks into a bright smile and you turn your head, kissing the palm of the hand she settled on your cheek. She laughs breathlessly. 

“I won’t fail.” 

Lilith nods, “Good.” 

Leaning over and capturing your face in her hands, she pulls your lips to her own. She’s rough and demanding. Your lips are only there to serve her, like the rest of you. And you love it. 

Her teeth pull at your bottom lip and break the skin. When drops of blood hit her tongue, she moans against you, sweeping the digit along your lip in search of more. A whimper leaves your lips. She swallows it down, smothering it, her sounds drowning out your own. You almost worry that it’ll reach someone outside. 

Then she pulls away. You whimper at the loss of her heat, but she tuts, shaking her head. Moving back and sitting in one of her chairs, she almost smiles. 

“Since you’re already on your knees, make yourself useful, will you?” 

[multifandomfix]

Lilith Yandere Alphabet

A = Attachment (How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?)

She can get very intense. She’ll show up unprompted and demand your full attention no matter what else you may be doing at the time. She wants you to know she’s there and she wants you. Nothing else is important.

B = Blood (How messy are they willing to get when it comes to you?)

Oh Lilith is more than willing to get messy. If she needs to slaughter demons to teach them to respect you, she will without hesitation.

C = Clingy (Do they require your attention at all times? How do they act when you ignore them?)

When she’s with you, yes. Your full attention is absolutely vital, but she can manage without you when she must. She does still have important things to do aside from you.

D = Dependent (Are they codependent? Do they want you to rely solely on them for your care/protection?)

She’s not really co-dependent, at least so she says. But she does want you to come to her and only her for any minor problem you may have.

E = Excess (Would they spoil or pamper you? To what extent?)

She’d spoil you absolutely rotten. Anything you so much as think you want will be yours some way or another.

F = Fatal (Would they kill you? Kill for you?)

She’d kill for you surely. Easily even. Killing you would be another thing. It is a possibility, but she’d regret it for the rest of her immortal life.

G = Give Up (What are they willing to sacrifice for you?)

Anything. Well, except maybe her throne in hell, but depending on the depth of your devotion to her, she may just give that up for you too.

H = Harsh (How do they take to you mouthing off to them or saying something they don’t want to hear?)

She doesn’t like it at all, of course. But she does admire your audacity at mouthing off to her at all. Takes guts. She may either find it amusing, or find some form of punishment for you.

I = Inseparable (What are they like when you’re not with them? Do they check in on you constantly, or feel lost without you?)

She doesn’t feel lost without you, but she does prefer it when you’re with her, or when she can at least keep an eye on you.

J = Jilted (How do they act when met with rejection from you?)

Profoundly sad. You think it’s a show, but she’s truly heartbroken that you don’t love her the way she loves you. Heartbreak really effects her emotional state.

K = Kidnap (Would they ever abduct you just to have you to themselves for a while?)

Most likely, yes. If she feels she’s been alone too long and you won’t make time for her, she’ll make you make time.

L = Lines (Do they cross lines with you? What ones? Is it something they know they’re doing?)

She tries not to, but she knows she does and as long as you don’t catch her, she won’t stop.

M = Manipulation (Would they manipulate you? How? And would you realize that’s what was happening?)

No. She wants something that’s real and if she has to manipulate you to get it, then it’s really not real at all.

N = Naive (Do they like you pliant or do they prefer you to challenge them?)

She prefers pliant. But, she won’t back down from a challenge if you present it, especially if she can tell it’s a game.

O = Ownership (Do they feel possessive of you? How do they act when you’re around others?)

She’s very possessive of you and wants no one to be close enough to steal you away.

P = Petulant (Are they moody? Easy to anger? Or are they patient and forgiving around you?)

She can be moody, but she will take it out on others, not you. Maybe in front of you, but not directed towards you if she can help it.

Q = Quit (Would they quit any of their behaviors for you if you asked?)

She would. She wants to make herself into the person you could see yourself loving and if that means changing, then so be it.

R = Rules (Would they have rules for you? Brainwash you? Teach you the right way to be theirs?)

Maybe a few rules, mostly to stay away from witches and demons that may try and tempt you away from her, but she’d never want to brainwash you.

S = Stalker (Would they stalk you? How far would it go?)

Yes. She does like to know where you are and what you’re up to. She’ll remain unseen, of course, but the things she knows about you don’t just come from nowhere, so you know she’s watching from somewhere.

T = Target (What do they wish to do to you? How twisted are their ideals?)

She just wants someone to love her unconditionally, like she once thought Lucifer had. She craves devotion and affection.

U = Utopia (How much effort do they put into making you happy?)

So much. Too much, some may argue. Her duties in hell are often shirked for the sake of making you happy.

V = Violence (Would they ever be violent with you?)

Only in the bedroom, if you’re into it. Pain can be healing in a way, but she won’t take it there if you don’t want her to.

W = Will (Would they ever do anything against your will?)

No. Few exceptions to that. If she truly deemed it to be for your own good, she’d go against your wishes.

X = Xoanon (Would they revere or worship you? To what length would they go to win you over?)

While she doesn’t worship you, she would adore it if you wound up worshiping her. And she’d go to any length to win you over.

Y = Yowl (Do they ever make you cry? Do they enjoy your tears?)

She tries very hard to avoid bringing even one year to your eye. She hates seeing you cry and she always wants to fix it even though sometimes she knows she can’t.

Z = Zenith (Would they ever break you just so you’d stay with them?)

No. She’d let you free before she could ever go that far. It wouldn’t be fair to you. She’d be heartbroken, but she knew she couldn’t do that to you.

For anon

Lilith (CAOS): @derry-n, @riveranddoctorsong123, @jona-lea, @320viada, @theroyalgaymess

[sabrinaandlilith]

lol I just realized how canon this is

[regardstosoulandromance]

but you painted me golden // a black sabith soulmates college au one shot

A long shadow fell across both of them, cold cutting through the warm sun. Sabrina squinted up at the figure standing over them. “Miss Spellman,” Lilith Asheron, “Your presence is required in my office.” “We’re kinda in the middle of something professor-“ Nick began, but Lilith tapped her foot, arms crossed. “Miss Spellman,” she repeated, “Now.”

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[neuroprincess]

☆ CAOS MASTERLIST ☆

MAIN MASTERLIST | TAGLIST | open requests

♡ fluff | ☆ smut | ❀ angst

⤷ Hilda Spellman

To be written...

⤷ Lilith/Mary Wardwell

To be written...

⤷ Zelda Spellman

To be written...

⤷ Headcanons

Zelda Spellman NSFW asks | Part Two | Part Three ☆

⤷ Preferences

To be written...

⤷ Special | Fanfiction

To be written...

[nocreativejuiceleft]

she's just a devil woman with evil on her mind. beware the devil woman, she's gonna get you from behind.

[madamspellmans-met-tet]

H O T C H O C O L A T E ☕️

(Zelda Spellman x Larissa Weems + Morticia Addams + Elaine Parks/The Love Witch + Lilith)

Unbearable loneliness has been plaguing Larissa for years. One drunken night, she decides to put an end to it by contacting a local dominatrix.

Chapter 16

you’re gone and I gotta stay high

[incorrectmadamspellman]

Lilith: Am I right, Zelda?

Zelda: I'm almost certain you're not, but to be fair, I wasn't listening.

[queerfanfiction]

for the work in progress thing, whats "a touch like a sharp and glorious thorn"? love your work btw =]

Ooooh, thank you!!

I almost called it "Corruption", and it is my first Chilling Adventures of Sabrina fic. It's not fully fleshed out yet, but basically a new teacher with a crush on Mary Wardwell suddenly notices the change in her demeanor in S1. They pine over "Mary" who is really Lilith. And Lilith has too much fun with it... Will they eventually find out Mary is now Lilith?

[danisnotmyname]

Summary: Lilith needs a distraction because she’s all work and no play. Sabrina is game because she has questions and Ms. Wardwell always seem to have answers.

*** Between Lilith’s greed and Mary Wardwell’s need, the line gets blurred, a nuisance Lilith has to deal with from time to time, be it secret cravings for candies or a hand between her thighs.

[katsuthelittlekitten]

Ok guys pleaseeeeee please I need more Lilith x Reader or Lilith x zelda fanfic I've read every one possible and I'm sooooo desperate.

[sabrinaandlilith]

would gay sex fix them?

[regardstosoulandromance]

While the Weather Outside is Frightful

“As charming a figure that you cut, spying is unbecoming,” a voice said behind her, and Sabrina jumped, straightening and whipping around.

Lilith Wardwell stood, arms crossed.

“Were you looking at my ass?” Sabrina asked, unable to keep from smiling.

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