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“that doesn’t stop me from worrying about him, aunt zee.” sabrina had a bad habit of worrying about things that she couldn’t control, and she didn’t know how to get rid of such a habit. it had been that way ever since she was just a young girl, and it had only gotten worse as she got older. “i just… worry about something bad happening to him, y’know? i mean… you saw what happened to that poor boy’s familiar - the one that passed recently?”

“Sweetheart, that only happened because the boy died. Familiars’ lives are tied to ours, I promise you, Salem is not going anywhere as long as you’re alive. Now then, no more worrying. Tell me about your new school. Much better than that public monstrosity, isn’t it?” 

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“No, no, Aunty, there’s no need for that,” the petite witch answered, hands gripping the back of the kitchen chair.  “Harvey told me he loved me last night, after the movies when he walked me home.”  As she spoke, a hand moved to the locket around her neck, the metal cold against her warm skin, the charm itself carrying suddenly more weight than it realistically did.  “There really isn’t any way to have my life here and my life as a witch?… I shouldn’t have to choose between two things that are equally meaningful to me, Aunt Zelda.”

“Hm.” This was not good. Sabrina’s attachment to the mortal boy was making matters far more complicated than they needed to be. Why couldn’t her niece see the beauty that would be her dark baptism? Mortal life simply could not compare! “Darling, we’ve been over this. Once you’ve signed your name in the Dark Lord’s book, you won’t want to go back to your old life. You’ll be completely fulfilled by this new start, I promise you.” 

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he’d been wondering when one of the spellman sisters might decide to come out and question his presence. it certainly hadn’t taken long, which was no surprise given what treasure they had in their very garden.  “ oui madame, i had heard that your soil here has certain interesting properties. my family has a long history of studying the magical and deadly properties of plants for centuries. so as you might imagine since greendale is such a…quiet place, curiosity got the better of me. apologies. “

“Indeed,” she said, unamused. “I’m sure by now you’ve heard what curiosity did to the cat; I wouldn’t recommend making a habit of giving in to it. However, seeing as you’re already here, I may be willing to help you satisfy it this time. How much do you know about our soil’s...properties?” 

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“The Antichrist, in Greendale?” Honestly, her sister would believe anything. “Don’t be silly, those are just rumors. I’ve heard it all before, time and time again like clockwork - from mortals and witches alike, mind you. Just because a witch told you doesn’t mean it’s true.” Zelda took an elegantly long drag of her cigarette and let the idea float away with the smoke she exhaled. Satan knew Greendale (and the world at large) could stand a bit of reform, but she knew better than to put stock in the whisperings of witches. The next morning, Zelda sat on the porch, observing Hilda ash she worked in the garden. A figure appeared in the distance, though she didn’t pay any mind until the stranger approached the edge of their property. She rose from her chair; truth be told, she had rather hoped not to have to deal with any business today, but  d e a t h  was not an altogether avoidable occurrence. “Welcome to Spellman Mortuary. How may we be of assistance?”  ( @vilelawless ) 

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good grief, I step away for a few days & tumblr gets up to shenanigans...ANYWAY, I’m back; apologies for my little unplanned mental-health hiatus, but I’m feeling much better now. replies are on the way.

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Mobile at the moment; hope you all had a fabulous thanksgiving weekend, whether or not you celebrate. Replies are on the way! If we’ve not interacted yet & you’d like to, feel free to chat with me anytime.

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send me a topic to write a meta about my muse on

I might write anything from a paragraph to a whopping essay, but send me something you’ve noticed about my characterisation or just something you want to know about my muse and I will write what I can!

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Mun talks about the Muse

Send one of the following to ask the mun…

✍ Favorite thing about writing the muse? 👀Favorite thing about the muse’s appearance? 🧥Favorite outfit for the muse? 🌌Favorite alternate version of the muse? 💕Favorite ship for the muse?  💔Least favorite ship for the muse? 💢Something about the muse that annoys you? 😈Worst thing you’ve ever done to your muse?  😂Funniest thing that’s ever happened to your muse?  💡 What inspires you to write the muse?  📷 Favorite picture/screencap of your muse? 📑 Favorite part of your muse’s backstory?  📝 Favorite headcanon for your muse?  😒 Is there anything canon about your muse that you ignore?  🔮 What do you see in your muse’s future?  🔥 Unpopular opinion about your muse?  💭 Favorite memory of the muse?  😩 Hardest thing about writing the muse?  ⌨ What’s a situation you’ve always wanted to RP with the muse?  🎭 How similar are you and the muse? 

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vilewitches‌:

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“auntie?” sabrina called, wandering through the mortuary to find zelda. it had been quite a while since she’d seen salem earlier in the day and was growing concerned that she couldn’t find the familiar. “have you seen salem around here anywhere?”

“Not to worry, darling, he’ll likely wander back and forth as he desires. Your familiar is bound to you, he won’t abandon that oath.” Zelda had so much to teach the youngest Spellman. Her niece’s innocence was undeniable - though quite obviously, that didn’t prevent her from rebelling  at times. 

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“Is there a reason you’re lurking around my property, young man?” Zelda was used to this; many young people in Greendale seemed to have a macabre fascination with the Spellman Mortuary. They were, of course, a well-respected business, but teenagers would be teenagers. ( @goldenngore ) 

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“Sabrina, darling, if you’ve something to say, just get it on with it, please,” Zelda said. She knew her niece well enough to sense when there was something weighing on her mind...although these days it seemed Sabrina was in a near constant state of turmoil over one thing or another. “Is it the Kinkle boy? Shall I prepare a spite-jar?” ( @fellnwonderland )

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peterquillsuggestion‌:

this dumb website is in need of some love, so reblog this if you like the person you reblogged it from!!!

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【Ｓｔａｒｔｅｒ　Ｃａｌｌ　！！】

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Rules page is up! Bear with me while I get things rolling on here. Feel free to interact with me in the meantime! I need storylines like Zelda needs the Dark Lord’s approval...

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witch-magikk‌:

~Aunt Zelda’s outfits~