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hilda spellman . chilling adventures of sabrina . resurrected by cooper

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          ❝DIANE… 11:30 A. M., FEBRUARY 24th.                     I’VE NEVER SEEN SO MANY TREES IN MY LIFE…❞ 

                                         private selective agent dale cooper from twin peaks

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im sorry, i know i’ve let a lot of people down and i’m about to do it again, but: im not coming back to this blog*. 

please, make sure to do things that make you happy and take care of yourselves.

[miranda-otto]

[petitespellman-a]

@burnthewoods  @zeldaphionaspellman

[biggaywoolf-deactivated20201101]

when you’re alone do you think of me?

[drbombay]

burnthewoods started following you

@burnthewoods

“Well well lookee here,” grunted the large man with a half grin “-if’n it ain’t one of the city slicker Spellmans… howzat Dark Lord… wuzzit.. SANTA treatin’ you?”

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“Cousin Boyd, different holy entity, dear, it’s Satan. ---I’ve, in fact, been excommunicated from the church, so I would have to say he’s not treating me at all. I’ve got something for you---” She offered the basket full of jars with strawberry jam she had been holding. “You could say I have more time on my hands since.”

[petitespellman-a]

                               “… there lived a girl who was                                                HALF WITCH,                                                   half mortal.                                        and that girl was me.”

    indie sabrina spellman.  conjured by kasee.  sideblog to fellnwonderland.

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@burnthewoods started following you

The wolf sauntered right onto the porch of Spellman Mortuary, sitting down next to one of the chairs. With a soft huff, the doggo went into her hind legs, standing to look into the window.

She’d been extremely curious about this place ever since she felt magic around it. She wanted to know more.

Spotting someone sitting in the room whose window she’s looking through, the pupper yips twice, tail wagging as she claws at the window gently. She’d like to be let in, out of the rain please.

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She had been busy in the kitchen all morning washing, slicing strawberries, bringing them to a simmer, mixing them into a sugary pulp she would put in jars and then seal tightly. Some, she store in the pantry for later, but others she intended to take over to Dr. Cee. Not that she really needed an excuse to visit him, but she loved pampering him.

Upon hearing the scratching on the window, she wiped her hands in a kitchen rag, stood up and walked over only to find a marvelous canine specimen who seemed to be begging to be allowed inside. 

Twisting the knob, she pulled the door open. “Come on now, step inside where it’s warm, dear.”

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ZELDA

Making mountains out of molehills, as it turned out, was one of Zelda’s specialties. She could recognize an overreaction as such when one occurred, but she did not for a second believe that was what was happening here. No, she was most certainly not in the wrong, nor was she taking anything out of context. Hilda had very literally moved out of their room, which to Zelda was akin to her having moved to Siberia. “Well,” she huffed, folding her arms across her chest, “There we are, then. Why don’t you just come out and say it, Hilda? After all this time, you were just dying to be free of me. Your excommunication only paved the way for that, didn’t it? For Lucifer’s sake, if I had known you were going to react this way I would have lobbied harder for you to be reinstated. In fact, maybe I ought to tell Faustus that I demand it, if for no other reason than to force you back into your right mind.” Her blood pressure was definitely beginning to rise, for she could feel her adrenaline skyrocketing as well and the two often went hand in hand. “From now on, I’ll care for the child on my own. Forget that she is even part of this family—and while you’re at it, go on and forget that I am, too. I expect that won’t be too difficult for you to manage now that you’ve got your own life.”

“It's not like that... there are things I want from life, things I've always wanted, but have always felt like something was holding me back. And...” If she was being honest, getting a job on her own, stepping away from the family business, from the church's expectations had infused her with some kind of clarity that had been unfamiliar to her before. She had always felt like she had blinders om keeping her from straying from the path chosen for her, but excommunication had been an epiphany, one that made it clear that nothing was really stopping her but herself. “...working, a job I managed to get on my own, gave me a different perspective, made me realize that there is so much more I can do on my own. I've been living in your shadow for so long---” Apologetic eyes shut tightly, regretfully as she imagined the words might wound her sister, she would probably take it all as an accusation, wouldn't she? “Now... don't say that.” She might have not entirely be in agreement with how the baby had become part of their family, but now she was and she wasn't going to allow her sister to bring her up on her own. She still remembered how difficult things had been with Sabrina ---she had been such a curious baby. “Is this really what you want, Zelda? To make me feel like a pariah in my own home?”

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— 8 PEOPLE I’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER !

tagged by: the precious @perfectiontm.

tagging: @zeldaphionaspellman, @unclebarnavelt, @fellnwonderland, @battleincarnate, @phiinn, @wellward, @redjackettm & ANYONE, i want to get to know all of you pls!

ONE ( ALIAS / NAME ): cooper TWO ( BIRTHDAY ):   aug 2 THREE ( ZODIAC SIGN ):  leo FOUR ( HEIGHT ):   5′3′’ FIVE ( HOBBIES ):  writing, making crafts, baking, complaining about the weather, talking about animals and playing with my pets, watching tv shows and getting too obsessed with them, playing board games and video games SIX ( FAVOURITE COLOUR(S) ): pink SEVEN ( FAVOURITE BOOKS ): anne of green gables, the secret garden EIGHT ( LAST SONG LISTENED TO:  electric daisy violin by lindsey stirling NINE ( LAST FILM WATCHED ): elf ( & now i want to write buddy, oops! ) TEN ( INSPIRATION FOR MUSE ): reading the comics helped me a lot, listening to/reading aguirre-sacasa’s other works, talking to @zeldaphionaspellman. ELEVEN ( MEANING BEHIND YOUR URL ):  “Some days, some nights I dream that I am walking into the Greendale woods, in the peak of dry season with a lit torch in each hand so that I’d watch the whole forest burn, like so much kindling.”

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let’s plot! like this or just im me! i’m also on dis.cord: cooper☕#3068

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                                            forget regret… or life is yours to miss.

[miranda-otto]

requested by auntzeldaspellman

[zeldaphionaspellman]

@burnthewoods

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stitchedgarden‌:

— answer these questions then tag 20 blogs you’d like to know better!

tagged by: @petrasplaining & @rebelsistcr​ ( on my hilda account ), @fionagoode & @redintegrare ; thank yoooou, you’re all wonderful !   tagging: YOU there !

nicknames:   cooper, elysian

zodiac:   leo

height:   5′3

time:  8:13 PM   (   CST   )

favourite band / artist:   nightwish, sunday driver uk, the carpenters, abba

song stuck in my head:   the tetris song, lmao, bc my roommate’s playing puyopuyo teris

last movie i saw:   i think…. saving face ?

last thing i googled:   ‘ nintendo network ’

other blogs:   @twistyfan​ & 224 more

do i get asks:   not really ?

why did i choose this username:   it’s a reference to what hilda says in chapter 2: “Some days, some nights I dream that I am walking into the Greendale woods, in the peak of dry season with a lit torch in each hand so that I’d watch the whole forest burn, like so much kindling.”

following:   the best people !

average amount of sleep:   6 hours on average

what i’m wearing:   red sweatpants, red pokeball shirt, and a fuchsia hoodie ( yes, im aware i dress like a grandma, lol )

dream job:   eh ?

dream trip:   prince edward island !

favourite food:   pizza

play any instruments:  does air guitar count ?

eye colour:   dark brown

hair colour:   dark brown

languages you speak:   english, spanish, french ( a little ), portuguese ( a little )

most iconic song:    boheamian rhapsody comes to mind, but also dancing queen

random fact:   i was telling @akelarrea about this the other day: witches in puerto rican culture use their boobs to fly

describe yourself as aesthetic things:    dog & cat hair on clothes, geeky toys galore, cute animals & cartoons

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         ❝ you know what they say... terrible things come in threes. you should do something to counter the curse. ❞

@wasntallbad sc.

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     ❝ our family opened the mortuary a little after the civil war, ❞ she explained.  ❝ would you be interested in a tour? ❞

@cleverterry sc.

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       ❝ that was beautiful. ❞ mirthful voice, chest bursting with a pride akin to  that of a mother. ❝ would you mind doing it again? ❞

@deviilmade​ sc.

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        ❝ is this your attempt of talking me into it? ❞ she asked, eyes fixed on the pot she was stirring, on the swirling, bubbling contents.

@rebelsistcr sc.