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Creature Of The Night — Zelda Spellman

Summary: Three times you try and fight your sleep paralysis demon alone, and the one time Zelda helps you be rid of it for good.

Word Count: 1,164

Warnings: Mentions of nightmares and sleep paralysis, minor description of a demon

1. Alone

You toss and turn in your bed, plagued by the relentless grip of another potential night filled with awful dreams. You’d gotten yourself in too deep and this was the price you paid for messing with magics far above your pay grade. It had been nearing a week of these restless nights and you knew it was going to start to show on your face soon enough.

Finally, sleep reaches you, but the peace of it doesn’t last. The room is cloaked in darkness, and you struggle to move a muscle. Panic rises within you as you sense a malevolent presence in the room. A sinister figure hovers over you, though you can’t quite make out it’s shape.

"No," you whisper, your voice barely audible. You muster all the strength you can, attempting to break free from the invisible restraints. But the more you fight, the stronger the force seems to become. Your heart races, and your breath quickens as the all too real nightmare tightens its hold on you.

Suddenly, you wake with a gasp, your heart pounding in your chest. Beads of sweat dot your forehead, and you glance around, relieved to find yourself back in your bedroom. It was just another dream, a horrifyingly real dream.

You cast your gaze beside you, to Zelda, undisturbed by your night terror. She knew nothing of them, and you had wanted it that way. You knew the lecture that would surely come when you told her of what you’d done, and the consequences you were facing. You didn’t want that. You’d solve this on your own.

2. Confession

Exhausted, you close your eyes. It’s still early, but you’re hoping to drift into peaceful slumber this time. Hilda had prepared you a special brew when you’d told her you hadn’t been sleeping well. You were thankful she didn’t ask any further questions at the time. It may not ultimately dispel all your problems, but to fix them you would need rest, so it was worth the effort to try.

You sleep, but the darkness returns, along with the menacing presence. Your body freezes, and the figure draws closer, its malevolence palpable. It was clearer this time, as if the fog between its world and yours was thinning. You attempt to clench your already balled up fists, determination welling up within you. This time, you won't let fear overcome you. You wouldn’t let it win.

With every ounce of your willpower, you manage to move a finger, then a hand. The figure only perches at the end of your bed, as if watching, daring you to try and rid yourself of it. Slowly, your body awakens from its paralysis and you sit up in bed, breathing heavily. The figure retreats into the shadows, its power having weakened enough to allow you a temporary escape.

A soft light fills the room as the door creaks open. Zelda, elegant and composed, steps in, her pleasant features twisting with concern when she saw the state of you. "Darling, are you alright," she asked, her voice calm and even.

You heave a sigh. You couldn’t keep this from her any longer. You recount the recent horrors you’ve been facing, explaining the sensation of being trapped and tormented. Zelda listens attentively, her hand resting gently on yours. "I've encountered creatures of darkness before," she reassures you. "And I've learned that confronting them head on is often the best way to banish them."

3. Struggle

Emboldened by Zelda's words from the night before, you steel your resolve to face the night ahead. Despite your best efforts, the creature —no, the demon— keeps becoming clearer. You can start to see its gnarled and disturbing features, skin that looks like it’s rotting away, eyes that glow unnaturally.

The demon also gets closer. First at your feet, then you feel the weight of it putting pressure on your chest. You thought it would be working by now. Your fear of the thing has lessened, but the creature will just not go away.

In the darkest hour of the night, the shadows always converge despite any warding you might attempt. The figure materializes, its eyes gleaming, leering at you. This time, you stare it down, unwavering. You remember Zelda's words, her guidance echoing in your mind. Yet, it was all for naught. The demon only glared back at you, as you lay stiff as stone. It still had the power.

When you finally broke its hold and woke up, this time Zelda wasn’t oblivious to your silent battle. "Are you going to ask for my help, or am I going to have to force it on you," she asked.

Your muscles ached, but you shifted over to Zelda's side of the bed and wrapped your arms around her middle. "I’ve tried, Zelds. I can’t do it myself. Please help…but not tonight. I can’t tonight."

Zelda nodded and ran her hand over your hair, shushing you, hoping to soothe your frayed nerves. She knew you couldn’t go on like this. Tomorrow she’d help you put an end to it.

+ 1. Banished

The following night, you were weary from weeks of exhaustion, but somehow filled with a renewed sense of hope that your nightmarish hell-scape of nightly paralysis would be over. You and Zelda performed a bonding spell that would allow her to join you in your dream state, something akin to astral projection, but not as dangerous, save for the demon you’d both be facing.

It started as it always did, your vision filling with shadow until complete darkness enveloped. Then it appeared, glowing eyes revealing its location in the depths of the inky blackness. With a surge of strength, you use your voice confront the demon, your voice steady and resolute. "You have no power over me," you declared, your words infused with confidence.

Zelda stands at the edge of the room, unseen by the demon. "Together, we will cast you out," she intones, her voice coming together with yours. The room pulses with energy as you and Zelda combine your forces and wills to send this demon back to hell.

The shadows writhe and shrink as your banishment spell begins to take effect, and the demon lets out an ear splitting scream, fighting to suffocate you and weaken the spell's power so it can escape. This time, it isn’t strong enough.

The demon's form slowly crumbles until it disintegrates into nothingness. The room fills with a warm light, dispelling the darkness that plagued your nights. You wake, breathless but triumphant. You look to Zelda and she smiled sympathetically. "Next time, you tell me when a demon is after you. You don’t have to suffer alone. Not while I’m here."

With a mixture of exhaustion and relief, you smile back and close your eyes, ready to embrace a peaceful night's sleep for once. Zelda remains by your side, a guardian in the night, ensuring that the demon never again holds sway over your slumber.

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***THE SCHOOL PLAY (SPELLWELL)***

A.N.: So here's a little Spellwell (Mary Wardwell x Zelda Spellman) smut shot I wrote long ago and wanted to share on this platform, hope you guys like it! If you do, I have a few more Spellwell, Madam Spellman and Mirelle spicy shots you might as well enjoy.

Zelda quickly walked around Baxter High's long corridors, looking for her niece. She had spent the last ten minutes trying to find the classroom her and her mates were using to prepare for the school play tonight. The witch only wanted to make sure Sabrina was doing fine, feeling herself and to wish her good luck. She knew her just well enough to know that nerves must be killing her already.

Black velvet stilettos clicked relentlessly on the floor. Her delicious curves were wrapped up in a tight satin black dress, whose cut on the back reached to her waist, and the just-below-the-knee length didn't give her much space to move properly. The dress was held over her shoulders by thin straps and fiery curls cascaded down caressing them gently. There was no doubt the ginger looked uterly ravishing.

As her fast steps turned another corner Zelda groaned in exhasperation. Maybe she could've been able to find that damn class much sooner if she wasn't so distracted. However, her body had decided to betray her, overcoming her with this completely ridiculous, out of place (but ardent nontheless) desire the moment she had let her gaze slip over Sabrina's civics and history teacher: Miss Wardwell. The younger woman had been wearing a formal nude blouse, tugged up in a black pencil skirt that oh so fine accentuated her soft curves. A thick mane of dark tresses rested over her shoulders and a slight shade of red covered her lips. Zelda hadn't been able to contain a gasp at the unusually bold election (being Mary who we talk about), but looking upon the gesture on her face she once again discovered that heart warming shyness and sweetness the brunette just seemed to expell. Mary's innocence and unawareness of just how beautiful she looked surprisingly turned the redhead on. She had been trying to supress her sinful thoughts for over an hour now and it was turning her mad.

Finally, she saw a sign that announced the play's dressing room and sighed in relief. Inmediately, she furrowed her brow, realizing no sound was coming out of the room. Weren't teenagers supposed to be a little more...noisy? Slowing her pace until it was impossible to hear her coming, the redhead approached the door. Quick, strong breathing could be heard from the inside. She silently cracked the door open, just a bit, wanting to get a discreet view of what was going on in there. Through the slight crack of the door, Zelda admired as Mary was trying to put on the rest of her play costume. With her back to the door and a victorian skirt already on, the teacher desperately attempted to close a white corset, failing cumsily. The witch watched in awe, completely paralized by the sight of soft obscure curls brushing against freckled skin. Mary's heavy breathing wasn't helping either. Her mind was suddenly running wild with want. She couldn't help but let out a shaky sigh when the brunette's hands moved her hair to the side, showing her neck covered in a thin layer of glistening sweat. Oh how she longed to be the one causing her to sweat and gasp heavily...Zelda could feel her arousal growing stronger in the pit of her stomach, the heat building up between her thighs at the scene. She craved for more.

Without much thinking, as if her body was now taking the lead for her, Zelda slowly entered the room, leaving her heels behind in order not to startle the other woman just yet. As she approached, she could clearly feel the scent that emanated from Mary's skin. She smelled like sandal, with a sweet fresh lavander note. Her slightly trembling hands reached to pull her hair aside and she finally grasped her wrists, stopping her from moving.

-Here, let me help you with that-Zelda tugged lazily at the corset's strings, her raspy and low voice startling Mary. The teacher turned around abruptly to be welcomed by the older woman's body so close to her she had to hold her breath for a second. Ocean blue eyes looked into emerald ones, nervousness and a slight relief noticeable in the restless pupils.

-Oh M-Miss Spellman! Yo-you scared me! It's o-ok I can d-do it by myself...please don't w-worry.- Mary stuttered.

Zelda's grasp went tighter around her wrists, enough not to hurt her. Only then, the teacher got to notice her blown wide pupils, eyes filled with unmistakable lust. The brunette's troath went dry.

- I insist. Now, would you mind to bend slightly fordward so I can properly reach the bottom of this lovely piece?

Zelda delighted in the furious blush that covered the woman's cheeks, neck and chest; lips slightly parted as her breathing seemed to run wilder again. Finally, Mary obliged, turning around so her bare back was now in full display for Zelda's eyes to feast on.

-That's it, good girl...- Zelda's husky voice praised, the ginger smirked to herself as she felt Mary shiver violently at the praise. Zelda bent her own body over Mary's, pressing against the woman's back and letting her feel her warm breasts rubbing her from behind through the thin material of her dress. Slowly, she ran a finger down her spine, eliciting a low muffled grunt the brunette tried to suffocate as she reached to grasp Zelda's free hand.

-My,my...you are excited, aren't you?- Zelda purred, finally owning a moan from the brunette woman. Mary's eyes went wide as she pressed her mouth shut. The redhead beauty chuckled and quickly grabbed the teacher's waist, turning her around so she was now facing her, and pressed their bodies together impossibly close. With a single twist of her alabaster fingers, Zelda freed Mary from the skirt, leaving her only in an unclosed corset and lace hosiery. Zelda moaned in delight.

-How sinfully naughty you are Mary, so enticing...what would your students think, you here melting under my fingers, clearly aroused in my arms?

Zelda grinned as the brunette pressed her eyes shut, letting her head fall back in pleasure and pulling her in for a kiss. The witch stopped her.

-As much as I'd love to bite and devour those lips right now dear, I infinitely prefer to mark your whole body with crimson kisses- the redhead whispered in her ear, seeing as Mary twisted in pure and blissful delight. Without a second thought, Zelda's fingers slipped between Mary's legs to caress where she needed her the most. She was soaked.

-Mmmm...look how wet we are, what a mess we have down here, so eager for my touch, almost dripping in my hand. What if I stopped now Mary?- Zelda teased- You have a play to attend to after all dear.

-Fuck that damn play Zelda... I want to be yours. Right now.

The unexpectedly bold demand made Zelda lose her last ounce of sense and restraining.Oh she would be all hers. Night was young and the play long forgotten.

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I knocked at the red wooden door of Spellman's mortuary house, fidgeting nervously, picking at the skin on my fingers.

"Coming!"

A sweet and pitched voice came from inside, and I could hear rapid footsteps aproaching the door.

I remembered the first time I came to that house, shivering, disheveled, crying. I had just lost all that was dear to me, my family and my friends, because... well, because of my sexuality. Living in such a small and old fashioned town was, at time, beautiful and relaxing. You knew everyone and everyone knew you. But, precisely for that, it was dangerous. When word spread that I was attracted to the same sex, everyone became cold and distant. They shot glares my way when I passed by, and they all decided that it was best not to speak to me. It was rough, it felt like the world crumbled and I was underneath it.

But Hilda and Zelda Spellman weren't like the others. They took me under their wings, made me a part of their family.

That horrendous night, Zelda was the one who opened the door. She immediately caught my eye, but I was too broken to understand that feeling in my chest. At first, she was distant and cold, just like everybody else, but, with time, she changed, she was sweet, and warm, and she made me feel at ease. She was my family, but I knew I wanted more. I just hadn't the guts to tell her, I was too afraid she would reject me, just like everybody else did.

"Oh Y/N dear! Please, come in, come in."

Hilda said, making me come back to the present. I smiled, thanking her.

Hilda was the sweetest woman I ever met. She was my new aunt, making me breakfast with all her love and dedication. When she saw me that night, she started tearing up. She was the one begging Zelda to let me in, and I was grateful she did. I was grateful for anything she did, really.

"Zelda, look who came!"

She said, almost jumping, with a wide smile on her face. I giggled, following her to the stairs.

At the top, I saw her, in all her glory. While Hilda was a cupcake, with her pink dress and white apron, Zelda was warm tea, with her red curls and black dress. She made me melt, the room suddenly caught fire and I was extremely hot.

I blushed when she shot me a glance, coming my way. I watched her every move while she descended from the stairs.

"Hey."

I said, almost screaming. I was so nervous and excited at the same time. I never thought a woman like her could exist but there she was, existing.

Her lips curved up, just for an istant, almost imperceptible, but I saw it. My heart jumped, and I almost felt like fainting.

"Whatever do we owe this visit to?"

I gulped, starting to play with the hem of my blouse.

"Well, I..."

I looked down, not bearing to look directly at her eyes. Those blue eyes, piercing right through my soul, I couldn't hold the gaze.

Hilda looked at me worried, putting a hand on my arm. I offered her a smile.

"Well, whatever you came here for, let me make you a cup of hot chocolate, what do you say?"

I nodded, clearing my throat.

"Y-yes, I would love that."

She hurriedly left the room for the kitchen, leaving me and Zelda alone. She was still gazing at me, with one lifted eyebrow. Maybe she could sense my nervousness, maybe not, but she came closer and, with one hand, she took my chin and made me look at her.

I gasped at the contact, gazing into her eyes.

"You seem nervous, Y/N."

I shook my head slightly, trying to regain my composure.

"Do not lie. I know there's something that's making you uneasy. Please, do tell."

I closed my eyes, inhaling. Well, here goes nothing.

"I-I... I like you, Zelda!"

I screamed. I opened my eyes, holding my breath.

Zelda looked at me shocked. Hilda came from the kitchen in a hurry.

"I heard screaming. Why are you screaming? What happened?"

She looked at me, than at Zelda. Both of us stood in silence, looking at eachother.

"Zelda! Did you do something?"

Zelda shifted her attention to her sister.

"I did certainly not. Now please, scurry off to the kitchen and leave us alone. We have a matter to discuss."

Hilda shot a glance my way, asking silently if I was alright. I nodded, smiling weakly.

"Fine. But please, be gentle with Y/N."

"Oh, I will be."

Hilda made her way to the kitchen, leaving me and Zelda alone, again.

"Pray, explain yourself."

I pulled at the collar of my blouse. I suddenly couldn't breath properly.

"W-well, I..."

Zelda got closer, towering over me. I felt so unsure and powerless, while she radiated confidence and power.

"Did the cat got your tongue?"

We were so close, I could smell her parfume, a hint of whiskey and smoke. Although I didn't like smoke, on her it smelled divine.

"I-I can explain..."

"Well, please do. That's what I'm waiting for."

She crossed her arms, and only then I noticed that the neckline of her dress let little to the immagination. And with her arms being crossed, her breasts looked so more inviting than usual.

I gulped, not being able to concentrate. I heard her chuckle and my eyes shot to hers.

"You like what you see?"

My face went red with shame. She probably thinks that I'm a pervert.

"I-I didn't mean... it's just that..."

She took one of my hands and put it on her breast. I looked at her in disbelief.

"W-what..."

We where so near I could count every little freckle on her face. A shiver went down my spine.

"Shush, you don't have to say anything, I know what you want."

"You... you do?"

She let out a guttural sound, low and dark.

"I sure do."

I licked my lips, instantly glancing at hers. She smirked.

"I want to hear you say it."

"I... please, kiss me."

I mumble. She gently pressed her lips to mine, only for a couple of seconds. The softness of her lips remained ingrained in my brain, and even when they were no longer on mine, I still could feel her kissing me.

"Is that enough?"

She said, her voice merely a whisper. My hand was still on her breast. It was as soft as her lips.

I looked up at her, trying to think straight but I just couldn't. All I could hear was her voice, all I could smell was her scent, all I could sense was the softness of her skin, all I could see was her.

"Speak, or else I'll let go."

I jumped slightly, not wanting for that to happen.

"N-no, I need more."

She arched an eyebrow.

"Please..."

She smirked, coming closer again. But once the gap between us was almost closed, we heard Hilda's voice from the kitchen.

"Hot chocolate on the way!"

Zelda quickly let go of my hand, making sure she was as far away from me as possible. Hilda came with a mug, as joyous as ever.

"Here you go, my little lady."

She handed me the mug and I didn't waste any time, drinking the warm chocolate. It was topped with whipped cream and marshmallows.

"It's delicious, thanks."

Zelda looked at me intensely while I tried to focus on the beverage. Hilda stood in front of us, smiling happily.

"I guess it's time you leave now, Y/N."

I looked up at Zelda, sadly.

"Why? She has just arrived!"

Said Hilda with her acute voice.

"She already took what she wanted to. She must leave."

I gazed at the floor. So that was it. She didn't like me, not how I liked her. Was she playing with me, then? Just a few moments ago... what was all of that? What did it mean to her?

"I insist, she should stay here for a while longer."

I finished the chocolate in one, big gulp and handed the mug to Hilda, who looked surprised.

"It's ok, I'll leave."

"But..."

"It's alright. Thank you for the chocolate, aunt Hilda."

I said, looking at her. Then I shifted my gaze to Zelda. I wished I could kiss her again, taste her on my lips, but I couldn't.

"Goodbye, Zelda."

I spinned around and left.

[queennsansa]

Hi! Can you do the HP meme game for CAOS characters? I'd love to see what you come up with! Kay, thanks, bye!

Thanks for the ask, it's been a while! Alright, here we go...

Sabrina

Nick

Harvey

Zelda

Lilith

Rosalind

Ambrose

Prudence

Agatha

Hilda

Father Blackwood

Lucifer

Have you ever read a 6/11 fic?

Have I ever read a Roz/Father Blackwood fic? No, and I have no desire to :’) what a way to start off this questionnaire!

What would happen if 12 got 8 pregnant?

What if Lucifer got Prudence pregnant. You should see my face right now. Nope, not answering that. That would be a very different show.

Can you read fics about 9/3?

Hmmm, I’ve never read Agatha/Harvey but I’m not opposed to it. We don’t know all that much about Agatha but maybe he’d be good for her!

Would 2 and 6 make a good couple?

Nick/Roz? Honestly, I see the vision. I’d read that. She has enough spark to intrigue him while being a bit steadier and nicer than Sabrina. He has that sad bad boy thing going on and I don’t think she’d be all that charmed by it, but maybe if she got to see him in a different light? I’m here for it!

5/9 or 5/10?

Lilith/Agatha or Lilith/Hilda… Okay you know what, I think Lilith/Hilda would be genuinely hilarious. Hilda has some serious darker depths and I think she could keep up with Lilith. A real opposites attract. Wouldn’t last, but wouldn’t it be fun to see the journey?

What would happen if 7 walked in on 1 and 12 making out?

What if Ambrose walked in on Sabrina and Lucifer? He’d hopefully perform an exorcism.

Make a summary for a 3/10 fic.

Goodness. Okay.

Ten years after Harvey left Greendale, a mysterious and disconcerting message has him returning to his hometown. He encounters a ghost town with only one light in the dark night—the Spellman house. And his ex-girlfriend’s aunt Hilda, who seems convinced Greendale is dying and Harvey is the only one who can save it. Together, they attempt to solve the mystery of what happened to Greendale, but more lurks outside the house than just the ghosts of their past…

Is there anything such as 1/8 fluff?

I’m sure there’s Sabrina/Prudence fluff out there but I’ll be honest, that doesn’t seem like the appeal of a pairing like that. I’d like to see some enemies-to-lovers, messy angst.

Suggest a title for a 7/12 hurt/comfort fic.

Ambrose/Lucifer? Lol. Okay. Well, the song I was listening to when I got to this question was a cover of Franz Ferdinand’s Take Me Out by Young Summer. It’s not giving hurt/comfort vibes but maybe in their own way it could be? So there, a line from the song as a title: "A Shot Away From You". Nicely ambiguous and eerie.

What might 10 scream out in a moment of passion?

Hilda would absolutely scream out “oh dear” or something.

If you wrote a 1/6/7 fic, what would the warnings be?

Sabrina/Rosalind/Ambrose. Aside from the ‘incest’ warning I think this would be quite wholesome actually!

When was the last time you read a fic about 5?

I’m not sure I’ve read a Lilith fic before, I usually stuck to fic about the kids. Wouldn’t be opposed, I could be here for Lilith/Zelda for example.

“Sabrina and Agatha are in a happy relationship until Agatha suddenly runs off with Zelda. Sabrina, brokenhearted, has a one night stand with Father Blackwood and a brief, unhappy affair with Lucifer, then follows the wise advice of Lilith and finds true love with Harvey.” What title would you give this fic? Name three people on your friends list who might read it. Name one person who should write it.

I love that this like… almost makes sense? Sabrina/Harvey as endgame cracked me up. I would name this fic “long story short” after the Taylor Swift song. I wouldn’t make anyone write or read it though.

How would you feel if 7/8 were canon?

Don’t have to imagine, Ambrose/Prudence remains iconic. Probably ended up being one of my favorite relationships on the show.

Do you think 9 is hot?

I think Agatha is hot, yeah. Apparently the actress is still dating Tommy Martinez which is a gorgeous couple if I’ve ever seen one.

What kind of plot would you use if you wanted 6 to deflower 8?

What if Roz wanted to deflower Prudence? Seems… improbable lol. Maybe Roz could be the first person Prudence has sex with where she actually has feelings? I think Roz would be very respectful and Prudence would be a little standoffish but then melt. Of course there’d be some world-ending drama that would force them to work together, which would get them talking and Roz would see past Prudence’s prickly shell.

If you wrote a songfic about 2, what song would you choose?

Looked up my Nick playlist for this. I’ll go with something angsty set during season 2 and say Julien Baker’s Shadowboxing: “When you watch me throwing punches at the devil / It just looks like I’m fighting with me.”

What would be a good pick-up line for 9 to use on 10?

A pick-up line for Agatha to use on Hilda... Hilda’s really getting around here. Hm, I think Agatha wouldn’t be cheesy with her pick-up lines, she’d just put on a sexy little dress, show up at Hilda’s door and be like “I know you want me”. And that’d be that.

What is 3's super-secret kink?

I think Harvey would have a praise kink. Is that super-secret? Wait, no, okay, alternatively I think he’d be into cuckolding. Has anyone written that fic? They should. I’m imagining a Harvey/Sabrina/Nick AU for Sara Cate’s Give Me More and it sounds amazing in my head.

Would 11 shag 9, drunk or sober?

Father Blackwood and Agatha—yes, but it would be a ploy of Agatha’s to bring down Blackwood and it would work.

If 4 and 7 got together, who tops?

Zelda would top Ambrose. Tell me I’m wrong.

[littletayyswriting]

Writing vault open? Perhaps some unpublished snippet from CAOS could make a break for it? Or maybe the escapee would be Voyager? I'll be glad to see what you have, no matter what :D Thanks for offering!

Yes, it is! And thank you for asking.

This is a snippet from a CAOS one-shot I started tentatively named In All But Blood and features Zelda raising Letisha Blackwood Spellman.

~o~

Zelda thanked Satan when at 6 years old, Letisha showed no interest in starting at a mortal school. She’d kept the girl mostly away from the mortals of Greendale, though she was sure Sabrina’s mortal friends were curious. However, Zelda had other plans. 

She’d been teaching Letisha several languages since the babe had started to speak. Now, she felt, it’d be a perfect time to take Letisha travelling - immerse her in witch culture and other languages, just as she’d wanted to do with Sabrina. Before her niece had insisted on mortal schooling. 

“Mama,” Letisha exclaimed, bouncing slightly on the seat she was kneeling on. The girl had taken recently, to calling her mama and Zelda hadn’t had the heart to discourage her. Not when Letisha was her daughter in all but blood. 

“Don’t bounce Letty,” Zelda scolded, though not harshly as she came to stand in front of the chair. 

“When we going to Italia?” Letisha asked curiously, smile bright and eyes wide as she watched Zelda pack a suitcase. 

“Tomorrow, my sweet,” Zelda replied, smiling softly as she stroked Letisha’s curls gently. “That’s why we packed your suitcase earlier.”

“How long are we going to go?” She asked, climbing off the chair and scooting over to Zelda’s bed, leaning against the edge, peering curiously up at her mother packing. 

“A few months. It’ll help improve your Italian,” Zelda told her with a smile, continuing to sort and pack through her clothes. It wasn’t uncommon for Letisha to sit and watch her as she got ready or sorted through her attire. In fact, it’d become somewhat of a ritual for the two. 

“How come ‘Brina and ‘Brose aren’t coming?” Letisha asked, still bouncing slightly against the bed. The young girl was enamoured with her older cousins and Zelda was sure there’d only be mischief between the three in no time. 

“This is a special trip, my darling. Just for you and I,” Zelda told her softly, smiling widely at the young girl. “Just the two of us. Isn't that exciting?” Zelda coaxed, settling between two dresses and packing one away in the suitcase as the other was relegated back to the wardrobe. 

Zelda didn't pack too much for either of them, knowing that she'd have clothes tailored for the both of them while they were over there. If there was one thing Zelda appreciated, it was good clothes and she was hoping to pass that trait on to the child. Besides that, she could already picture the pretty clothes tailor made just for Letisha; a luxury she'd happily pay for her daughter. 

“Yes! ‘M so excited Mama! We never get to do things together,” Letisha told her dramatically, draping herself over the bed, pouting playfully up at her mother. 

Zelda chuckled at the child’s antics, rolling her eyes but a little. “Did we not just go to the market yesterday?” She asked the child, her own voice playful in return. 

Instead of answering, Letisha just giggled, knowing Zelda’s words were true. But in her mind, she never got to spend enough time with her mama. She had to run their mortuary and she worked at the academy - a place Letisha had never been and Zelda was determined to keep her away from. 

Zelda was about to speak again when she heard Hilda’s voice travel through the house. Letisha bounced up from where she'd been leaning on the bed, eyes wide. Lately, she'd had the strangest fascination with helping Hilda in the kitchen, and Zelda silently hoped she didn't get attracted to herbology magic. Letisha had powerful magic and Zelda hoped to one day channel it into more productive areas of magic. Ones that could protect Letisha if the need ever arose. 

[eleanorsdreamsoflove]

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Who I write for:

The Umbrella Academy

Five Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Lila Pitts

The Handler (there are not enough fics of her!!!)

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Luna Lovegood

Remus Lupin (not marauders era tho)

Narcissa Malfoy

(Maybe Lucius, too?)

The chilling adventures of Sabrina

Sabrina Spellman

Zelda Spellman

Lilith

Hazbin Hotel

Vaggie

Lucifer Morningstar

Lilith

Vox

Rosie

(Adam… maybe?)

Hazbin Hotel Masterlist here

Grey’s Anatomy

Addison Montgomery (my love)

Christina Yang

Meredith Grey

The school for good and evil

Lady Lesso (obviously)

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You can request alphabets (fluff, smut and yandere), head canons and little imagines. I’ll also take in one shots but I can’t promise that I’ll write them coz they take a lot of time. Anyways, don’t be shy to request! Love <3

[aenslem]

#lilith being distracted by zelda’s presence and trying to concentrate back on the things that going on is my favorite thing

[immacryyowzah]

Any fanfiction coming soon? 💕

In one or two hours I am gonna post a Zarie one shot :)) I just need to edit it and then boom some new gay shit for y’all lovies ☺️

[house-of-fandoms-and-ships]

I started writing a CAOS - Madam Spellmam OneShot in class today. But now I can't find the motivation to write it in AO3 (I wrote it on paper in class)...

Well, anyways, here is just the beginning, not sure if I am ever going to complete it and then also post it😅

(And sorry for any mistakes. English isn't my native language)

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It shouldn't be allowed, Lilith thought. It shouldn't be allowed to be that pretty. And Lilith shouldn't even think about how pretty the red haired women, she looked at through one of her enchanted mirrors, was. But Zelda was really pretty and Lilith just couldn't stop her thoughts.

Originally she had watched over Sabrina through that mirror, making sure the teenager wouldn't do anything stupid. But Sabrina had left the Spellman house about 30 minutes ago and Lilith hadn't moved at all, because Sabrina's aunt entered the living room only moments after Sabrina had left, and started reading.

Zelda looked good while reading, Lilith noticed. Zelda looked good in general, Lilith noticed. Lilith actually kind of liked Zelda, Lilith noti- NO! No, Lilith did not like Zelda Spellman. That would be stupid of her. She had important things to do and shouldn't even think about stuff like that. But she still did. Those stupid, stunning green eyes just wouldn't leave her mind and it annoyed the hell out of the dark haired women. Therefore she decided that she had to do something against it.

~to be continued... Maybe...

[sapphic-sedai]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Chilling Adventures of Sabrina (TV 2018) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Zelda Spellman & Original Female Character(s) Characters: Zelda Spellman, Seia Sone (OC), Francis Spellman (OC), Reginald Spellman (OC), Edward Spellman Additional Tags: Young Zelda - Freeform, Canon Compliant, awban compliant Summary:

Esteemed midwife, Seia Sone, discovers a young Zelda Spellman in her laboratory. A little game ensues. (We also discover the root of Reginald Spellman's distaste for his daughter)

[stargazing-dreamer-girl]

About work, marriage and love

Fandom: The chilling adventures of Sabrina

Word count: 705

Pairing: Ambrose Spellman x reader

Request: Hi! Could you please do prompts 41 and 29 with Ambrose? Like maybe he and the reader are married but she goes to work during the day and whenever she gets home he tells her how much she missed her. - by anon

The few sunrays shining through the curtains caused you to close your eyes again after your alarm went off. Beside you Ambrose shifted, groaning. His arm found its way over your waist, pulling you against his body and pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Good morning, beautiful.” “Good morning, love,” you mumbled into his chest.

Even though you did like lying next to the man you loved you were aware of the fact that your boss wouldn’t take that as an excuse for being late, so you managed to get up after a few more seconds of enjoying his warmth.

“Can’t you stay a bit longer in bed with me?” Ambrose whined behind you. “I’d love to, but I have to get ready.” You did just that with Ambrose watching your every movement. He hated seeing you leaving the house every morning. Even though he was proud of you – you were doing great at your job, soon to be promoted – there were days he just didn’t know what to do all day. Sabrina would be in school for the most part of it. His aunties would be off doing anything and everything. The house would be quiet.

“It’s lonely here without you,” he admitted, putting his arms around you from behind. You leaned against him, not really wanting to go either. You could just screw your job and spend your days lying in bed with Ambrose, reading, listening to music. Well, you couldn’t, actually. You worked hard to be where you were now, too hard to just throw it all away.

You took one of his hands that were resting on your stomach into yours, fiddling around with the golden ring on his finger which was similar to yours. “I’ll be back soon. You’re stuck with me, Ambrose Spellman!”  “And that was the best decision of my life, Y/N Spellman.” You could hear his smile and turned around to place a kiss on his lips. “I love you!”

  After many exhausting hours of work where you had to deal with, what seemed to be, the stupidest mortals on earth you were finally able to go home. The Spellmans were already gathered around the kitchen table for dinner. You joined them with a sigh, Ambrose’ hand finding yours instantly. “Bad day at work, Y/N?” Auntie Hilda asked concerned placing a plate in front of you. “I’m just glad that I will get another assignment soon. Mortals can be so draining.”

Dinner with the Spellmans cheered you up nearly every time with the bickering between Hilda and Zelda and Sabrina’s stories from school, so after dinner you felt good again, cuddling with Ambrose in the living room. The aunties left with Sabrina right after dinner leaving you two alone. “Do you want to talk about your day?” “No, I’m better now.” “Do you want tea?” You nodded and Ambrose left you for a few minutes.

The last rays of sunshine shone through the windows making the living room appear even cozier than it already was. You cast a spell and music started to play quietly while you were watching the sunset.

Ambrose stood in the doorway watching you humming to the song that was playing, admiring the view. He couldn’t offer you much, given the fact that he had to stay in the house. He was so grateful to have you by his side, that you came back to him every day. For you, there was no other place to be than with him. You wouldn’t have married him, if you’d not been completely sure about it.

Placing the cups on the table he grabbed your arm to pull you towards him. “Dance with me!” His arms found their way around your waist. You intertwined your hands behind his neck, resting your head on his shoulder. You swayed from side to side to the rhythm of the music. “I missed you today. The house felt so empty without your smile. I missed it.” “I missed your laugh.” “I missed your hugs.” “I missed your voice.” Between each sentence he pecked your lips. “I missed you, too. You know, I’m off tomorrow. Let’s sleep in and just stay in bed all day. Okay?” “Sounds perfect to me, love!”

[arclic-stuff]

I really wanna start writing stuff about these character (not necessarily as a ship) cause i love caos so much and zelda and madam satan/michelle gomez ughhhh

[ajaasiopaoo]

Second Chance

Summary: Zelda experienced love and heartbreak at the age of 18 with a certain girl with untamed curls and blue eyes. Years have passed, Zelda didn’t expect for their paths to meet again.

Zelda went to the Academy at the age of 16, after her dark baptism. It was lonely at first, she missed her home, her father and mother, also her annoying little brother and sister. But she held on, not wanting to disappoint her parents.

At the age of 17, Zelda Spellman greeted her little brother outside the Academy with a huge grin plastered on her face. She was proud and happy at Edward, she knows that her little brother is smart and talented and she can’t wait to witnessed her little brother grow into a powerful warlock like their father.

The Spellman Siblings had fun at the Academy because of their friendly competition, Edward tried to coax Hilda to join them but the youngest Spellman preferred to be with her group of friends.

At the age of 18, that’s when Zelda saw her. Long wild brown locks, red lips and the most beautiful blue eyes that shines likes diamonds.

“Hi I’m Lilith,” the girl approached Zelda with a smile on her red lips. “Hello, I’m Zelda. Zelda Spellman,” the redhead smiled back and that is when their friendship began.

The two girls bonded so quickly that they were inseparable. Zelda never met someone so wild and mischievous like Lilith, and it’s refreshing. You need to live a little Zee! Those were Lilith’s words towards Zelda.

They were the best of friends. Whenever Zelda has problem with school, or with her parents, the first person that she runs to is Lilith. The girl would let the redhead rant out all of her frustrations, and when she sees that Zelda is finished. She would give her tea and would always try to help Zelda by giving her advice.

One night changed the two girls relationship. They were walking through the woods, the moon is their only source of light.

Zelda glance at her friend and the view took Zelda’s breath away. Lilith looked so beautiful under the moonlight. Her red lips stretched into a beautiful smile that seems to be Zelda’s favorite sight, her brown locks flowed elegantly pass her shoulder. And her blue eyes twinkled like the stars above them.

The young witch stopped walking as realization hit her hard. I’m in love with Lilith, Zelda thought.

“Zelda? Are you okay?” Zelda glance up to meet Lilith’s eyes, the redhead only stared at her making the other girl worry. “Do you want to go back to the Academy?” Lilith asked.

Zelda shook her head and took a step forward, bringing her shaking hands up to hold Lilith’s face. Zelda slowly leaned in and kissed her.

Lilith’s eyes widened because of Zelda’s bold move, slowly wrapping her arms around the redhead’s waist. She pulled Zelda’s body closer and kissed her back.

Slowly pulling away from the kiss to regain some air, Lilith rested her forehead against Zelda’s and grinned. “What was that for, Zee?” Lilith chuckled as Zelda’s cheeks turn pink.

“I just realized something and I wanted to make sure if my feelings is what I really thought,” Zelda mumbled shyly trying to hide her face. Cupping the girl’s chin, Lilith made Zelda glance her way.

“So what is your conclusion?” Lilith smiled. “I love you, Lilith.” Zelda breathed out as she gaze into the girl’s blue eyes. “I love you too, Zelda Spellman,” The other girl replied before giving Zelda another kiss.

They were together after what happened that night. It was a great relationship, and Zelda felt so lucky to have Lilith. Lilith was so sweet to her and the girl always shows how much she loves Zelda.

But their happiness wasn’t meant to last long. Zelda was at her room at the Academy studying when Lilith suddenly teleported herself inside Zelda’s room making the redhead jump in surprise. “Don’t do that again! You almost gave me a heart attack,” Lilith chuckled and made herself comfortable on Zelda’s bed.

A comfortable silence filled the room, and Zelda stealing glances at her lover every now and then noticed that Lilith was staring at her. Closing her book, Zelda turn to fully face her lover. “Are you okay?” Zelda asked.

Lilith smiled and took Zelda’s hand with her own. Bringing it up to her lips to kiss her knuckles Lilith whispered, “I love you Zelda.”

Zelda smiled, “And I love you too so much.” Zelda replied softly and kissed Lilith’s lips before pulling the brunette on top of her. Zelda’s plan on studying was quickly forgotten as she let herself be distracted from her lover’s lips and hands on her body.

The next morning, Zelda woke up alone in her bed. She sat up while pulling up the sheets to cover her bare chest. Thinking that her lover woke up early to go change in her bedroom, Zelda got up and started to get ready for the day. Excited to see her Lilith.

As the day comes to an end, Zelda never got to see her lover. Lilith didn’t even attend her classes. Rushing into the brunette’s room, what she saw was only a neatly made bed. All of Lilith’s clothes and belongings were gone and anxiety started to creep up into Zelda’s mind. She made her way to the High Priest’s office when Edward blocked her way.

“Move Edward, I need to see the high priest!” Zelda move past her brother, “Zelds, I need to talk to you about Lilith.” Zelda stop and quickly turn to look at her brother, “Did you see her?! Is she okay?! She didn’t attend her classes today and—“

“She left, Zelds.” Edward cut her elder sister off. “W-What are you talking about, Edward...” Zelda stammered out, trying to control her emotions. “I saw her leaving the Academy early in the morning, she brought all of her clothes with her. She’s gone, Zelds. She left.” Edward’s heart ache as he saw pain flash through her sister’s eyes.

Zelda didn’t say anything, she only nod her head and started to walk away from her brother. Ignoring his calls. As she reached the safety of her room, her knees finally gave out and she sink on the floor. Tears streaming down her face. At the age of 18, Zelda Spellman experienced her first love, but she also experienced her first heartbreak.

From that moment on, Zelda built walls around her broken heart to keep it further away from any more damage.

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Zelda Spellman doesn’t do any relationship that involves having a deep emotional connection. No, she preferred a fling with no strings attached whatsoever.

Zelda has no time for any kind of relationship. Her only focus now is the business she has with her sister, Hilda. Her nephew that is on house arrest and Edward’s precious daughter that was left to her care when Edward and his wife passed away 16 years ago.

“Aunt Zelda, can you attend my parents-teacher conference?” Sabrina asked her aunt. “Go ask your aunt Hilda to go, Sabrina.” Zelda waved off.

“But she’s busy tending her garden. Please aunt Zelda, would you go? Please?” Sabrina pouted. Zelda sighed in defeat, she could never say no to Sabrina no matter how much she tried. Nodding her head slowly, Sabrina squealed in delight and hug her aunt before rushing upstairs to grab her coat.

Arriving at Baxter High, Sabrina led her aunt into the hallway. As they reached the classroom where the conference will be held, Sabrina greeted a woman with brown locks. Must be Sabrina’s teacher, Zelda thought. “Hi Ms.Wardwell, my aunt Hilda couldn’t make it today so my aunt Zelda will be taking her place.”

As the woman turn to face them, it’s like Zelda’s breath has been taken away from her body as she was met by a familiar face and eyes. This woman in front of her is the same woman who left her all those years ago. Lilith.

Lilith’s eyes widened as her eyes landed upon Zelda. She was still beautiful as always but Lilith could see the changes in Zelda. She looked mature, her face was still young but her features were sharper now. Her hair is still red like the fire. As Lilith gazed straight into Zelda’s eyes, she gulped as she saw Zelda’s rage burning in her eyes. Clearly not please of seeing Lilith again.

“Nice to meet you, Ms.Spellman. Let’s head into the room so we can start,” Lilith smiled at Zelda and the only response she got from the redhead was an icy glare before entering the room.

The conference started and Zelda just wants to kill this woman talking in front of her. She wanted to hurt Lilith for hurting her but at the same time, some forgotten feelings are coming back up again and Zelda hated herself for that.

As the conference finally ended, Zelda was the first one to get up and she quickly exited the room. Entering the restroom, she finally let her tears out as she felt her heart ache. All those years of suffering because of Lilith came back again.

“Zelda?” Zelda slighly jumped, feeling startled at the voice behind her. She turn to see Lilith, looking at her. “Don’t you dare come near me, Lilith.” Zelda hissed. Lilith took a step forward, reaching out to the devastated woman but Zelda back away. “I said don’t come near me!” Zelda cried out.

“Please Zee, let me explain—“ Zelda cut her off, “Do not call me that. The old naive Zelda Spellman that you played is dead,” Zelda glared at Lilith, “From now on Ms.Wardwell, stay away from me and my niece.” Zelda grabbed her purse and hastily made her way out of the restroom.

After that encounter she had with Lilith at Baxter High, she has been avoiding her ever since but the infuriating woman still finds a way to cross her path with Zelda’s.

And now Lilith is helping her niece perform an exorcism. Exorcism! I will kill that woman if something happens to Sabrina, Zelda thought. After Ambrose convinced her to help the three women with the exorcism, Zelda quickly made her way to the Putnam’s house.

They successfully performed the exorcism, which is a big relief to Zelda because it means that they are alive and Sabrina is done doing this madness. As they finished sealing away the demon, Sabrina invited the brunette for some tea.

“Oh, no, no, I’ve intruded enough for one day. I should go,” Zelda face the woman, “I think that’s best.” Lilith turn to look at the redhead, and Zelda stared right back at Lilith, glaring at her.

Hilda cleared her throat and motioned her niece to get going, “Let’s go Sabrina.” Sabrina confused as ever at what’s going on only nod her head and followed her aunt Hilda away from the two women.

“Zelda—“ Lilith started but was cut off by the angry woman in front of her. “No! You put Sabrina’s life on danger, Lilith! I mean it this time, stay away from Sabrina and me.”

Zelda started to walk away, “I had to leave Zelda! I had no choice, I didn’t mean to hurt you like that.” Lilith said softly, making Zelda stop on her tracks.

“What are you talking about?” Zelda asked slowly facing Lilith. The brunette sighed, “I had to leave Zelda... He was ordering me to come back,” Zelda gave her a confused look. “Who gave yo—“

“The Dark Lord, he ordered me to come back to hell. I’m a demon, Zelda, his right hand,” Lilith whispered.

Zelda stood there shocked with the information she just heard. Lilith is well, Lilith. The mother of demons. “S-So what we had all those years back at the Academy was really nothing to you?” Zelda asked, her voice cracking as tears started to form in her eyes.

Lilith quickly took a step forwards towards Zelda, holding her face in her hands. “What we had at the Academy was real, Zelda. My feelings for you are real. When I first came to the Academy I was only meant to observe and blend in as one of the students there, but then I saw you and I just have to get to know you,” Lilith smiled a teary smile.

“You became my best friend and the next thing I know you became my lover. And that was one of the most happiest moments of my life, I love you so much Zelda. I never stop loving you,” Lilith whispered close to the witch’s lips.

Zelda close the gap between them and kissed the woman she loves passionately. All those years of heartache all forgotten as their lips move in sync in a desperate kiss.

Zelda pulled away first and gazed into Lilith’s blue eyes, “Don’t leave me again, please. I can’t handle the pain the second time around if you decided to leave again,” Zelda whispered. Lilith press a small kiss on Zelda’s lips before pulling away, “I’m staying for good. I will never leave you again, Zelda, never.” Lilith whispered.

Zelda kissed her lover again as she wrap her arms around Lilith’s neck. Being in her Lilith’s arms again feels like home. She felt happy that they were given a second chance.

[leatherglovesandbutterflyknives]

It had been a long day, when Headmistress Spellman finally made it back to her office. As her assistant, you were bound to stay as long as she did, although she often dismissed you when she had late meetings with board members.

“Still here?” She asked, raising her eyebrow.

“When have you ever known me leave before you’ve finished your meetings?”

“When I order you to,” she smirked.

“And even then I rarely do as I’m told.”

Her lip twitched, and although she was still smiling, there was a sliver of something else in her gaze, something that sent a shiver down your spine.

“What a bad example you set to the children.”

“Or a good one. A little disobedience every now and then does a person good.”

“Oh does it?” Her voice was soft, but there was an unmistakable purr in it that sent your mind whirling.

Okay, no. No no. Get your mind under control. You must be more tired than you thought if the thoughts you usually controlled were leaking through… but then she never normally looked at you that way. Or lowered her voice like that…

“That’s what I heard.”

“Well then…” Her lips curved and she dipped her head. “Join me for a tea? I’ve got far too much paperwork to do.”

“Shame it can’t be anything stronger.”

Her low laugh curled delightfully in your stomach, and then she was pushing through the door and you were following, trying to contain the nerves thrumming through you.

With one elegant finger, she flicked the switch on the kettle, and you listened as the electricity began to hum.

Zelda sat at her desk, and then with a tired sigh, she lifted her legs and settled them on the desk. She opened the drawer and pulled out a packet of cigarettes.

“One day, I will find a way to remove that imbecile Blackwood, and then no one will be able to stop me from making the curriculum less… old fashioned.”

Her long standing battle with Faustus Blackwood, a board member with more sway than he deserved, was something you’d witnessed Zelda struggling with for over a year now, since you joined the school.

The fact that she occasionally opened up to you about her battle tugged at your heart in a way that you had no business experiencing.

“Have you figured out how to do that yet?”

“No,” she sighed and then shot you a small smirk. “Perhaps I’ll be disobedient.”

You flushed and as the kettle came to a boil with a whistle, she lit a cigarette, raised it to her lips and took a puff, before standing.

“Tea?”

You swallowed against your dry throat.

“Please.”

[multifandomfix]

Date Crasher - Ambrose Spellman

Summary: You score what you think is the date of a lifetime and find out your dream guy is maybe closer than you originally thought.

Word Count: 1,167

Warnings: None

You walked in the front door of the Spellman house with a wide grin on your face. They’d become sort of a second family to you since they let you take up a semi-permanent residence in one of their guest rooms and you couldn’t wait to share your good news with them. You put your back to the door and laughed to yourself. You couldn’t believe your luck.

"Hey, you’re back early," Ambrose greets as he spots you on his way down the staircase. "And in a good mood, I see. What’s got you so jovial?"

"I just scored a date for tomorrow with one of the cutest guys in Greendale," you gushed, not being able to keep it in any longer. It felt so surreal that saying it out loud helped to cement it as something that really just happened.

Ambrose's eyes widened at your news, but before he got the chance to say anything, Zelda appeared in the foyer, having overheard the two of you. "That’s marvelous news," she remarked. "I hope you’ll have a perfectly enjoyable time with the young man."

"What’s his name," Sabrina chimed in, following her aunt into the room.

"Dirk. I know how it sounds, but I think he’s a good guy," you explained. Dirk may have been a name with connotations of being a douchebag, but it’s not like he picked it himself. He couldn’t help what his parents named him.

"Have a good time," Sabrina said. "And if you need an out, you can always sneak off to the bathroom and call me."

"Thanks, Brina." Your face once again lit up in a bright smile and you didn’t notice that Ambrose had gone rather quiet, only giving you a halfhearted goodbye as you turned to leave.

It wasn’t just the name, Ambrose didn’t trust the guy. His instincts about people weren’t usually wrong, so he started making a plan to check in on you during your date tomorrow, just in case this Dirk really wasn’t the great guy you seemed to think he was.

When the following evening finally arrived you felt like a whole week had passed since you told the Spellmans about him. In fact, it hadn’t even been quite twenty four hours yet. You put on your cutest outfit, smoothing out a non existent wrinkle in the mirror for the hundredth time since you got dressed and you finally prepared to leave.

You were meeting Dirk at Dr. Cerberus' and Hilda told you earlier that day that she’d be there watching out for you if the date didn’t go so well. It was sweet of her really, but you had very little doubt that you’d be having any issue with him.

Meanwhile at the Spellman house, only fifteen minutes after you left to head into town, Ambrose was setting up his room for some astral projecting when Sabrina knocked. "Come in, cousin," he said, knowing full well that she would anyways, whether he granted her permission or not.

"You’ve been pouting ever since a certain someone told you about a certain date," she started, pausing for a moment when she noticed the set up on the floor. "And I see you’re going to be an astral third wheel."

"It’s not exactly what it looks like." Sabrina shot him a look. "Alright, it is, but I’m not going to intrude, only pop in to make sure he’s not—"

"An asshole, a demon, hotter than you," Sabrina rattled off.

"Very funny, cousin. But yes, something like that."

"Don’t get caught. If you do, I’m not sure you’ll ever be forgiven."

Your heart started to race when you walked into the shop and found Dirk already waiting for you there. At least you didn’t have to worry about him standing you up. When Hilda saw you walk in, she came over, two milkshakes already in hand and she gave you a knowing smile as you sat down across from Dirk in the booth.

All in all, it was a decent enough date. You chatted about some movies you both enjoyed and listened to each other talk about your hobbies. The milkshake was great and Dirk made for good company, but you didn’t feel that spark you were hoping for. You found yourself getting distracted every once in a while and one time you could have swore you saw Ambrose hiding amongst the bookshelves, but he was still under house arrest, so it couldn’t have been. You must have only been daydreaming.

After the date, you walked yourself home to the Spellman House to let them know how it went before you called it a night. You found all of them, except Hilda who was still finishing up her shift so she could close for the night, seated around the dining room table waiting for you.

"Don’t you have anything else to entertain you but my dating life," you joked. "Really, I’m glad you’re here. The date was…okay. I don’t see another one happening though."

"Why not," Sabrina asked. "You sounded so excited about him just yesterday."

"We just didn’t click. He’s cute and he’s nice, but something was missing. I kind of zoned out. And you know, I could have swore I saw Ambrose there," you mentioned.

Sabrina and Zelda exchanged a look and quickly left the room without a word. "Where—" you began to ask but they’d already gone and you were left at the table with Ambrose. "Do you know what that’s about?"

"Actually, I believe I do," Ambrose confessed. "I was there, but only for a moment. I astral projected, just to check in on you and make sure you were alright."

"You did?"

"You’re mad, I know. I shouldn’t have intruded. I—"

"Ambrose, I’m not mad. That was actually kind of sweet of you. It shows you care."

"I do care. I care a lot actually." Ambrose's glance dropped to the table and he fell strangely quiet. You didn’t want to push, but you kept your gaze on him and waited to see if he’d say anything else. It felt like he wanted to. When he looked back up at you he sighed, and finally spoke again. "I have feelings for you," he confessed. "That’s why I really checked in. I didn’t want him to hurt you and maybe I was a little jealous."

It was then you felt that spark you’d been searching for with Dirk. "Ambrose, I think I have feelings for you too. The whole night I was looking for that spark, but only just now I felt it, with you."

"Do you mean that? If not, then that’s an awful joke and you need to work on your sense of humor."

You laughed and got up from your chair. Walking over to Ambrose, you stopped just next to him and he turned towards you. To answer his question, you leaned down and softly kissed his lips. "Yeah, pretty sure I mean it," you said after you pulled away.

For anon

Ambrose Spellman: @riveranddoctorsong123