[praisedhecate]

i   am   still   very   much   active.   i’m   struggling   with   muse   atm,   but   please   don’t    hesitate   to   reach   out!   there   are   still   lots   of   threads   i   haven’t   done   and   would   love   to   get  more   going! 

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⟶     ❛    ⅋    mrs s.

“I understand them,” Mrs S nodded, “But they don’t have any founding here with me, I promise you. I do want to help. Just because I’m mortal doesn’t mean I’m happy to run away. And I don’t believe in letting anyone die out, especially those that don’t deserve it.  You’re people, you have lives, you have family…why should that be allowed to just disappear because of something beyond your control?” Perhaps it would be different if she was still actively working for Mountjoy, if she still had her wings, that this would count as intervening, messing with the order of things. But she was human, and humans had free will, they could interfere wherever they wanted. And Mrs Sheringham knew in her gut that it was right to help here. 

Mrs S did not back down when Zelda moved closer, she didn’t even step back or falter, but instead met her gaze, her eyes looking into hers in return. “The only angels I ever see these days have no more interest in destroying you than I do,” She assured her quietly, gaze still unwavering, her hazel eyes filled with sympathy and understanding, as she looked at Zelda closely, warmly “I know you’re scared, and without your powers right now I imagine you feel extra vulnerable. I know that feeling, of…seeming like everything’s out of your control because you can’t just snap your fingers and change it. Please, I want to help” Mrs Sheringham reached out and put her hand on Zelda’s shoulder. She might not be an angel anymore, but her touch still held a warm reassurance, “Let me help you”

      words   she’d   spoken  mere  moments  ago  faded  away  the  moment  she  touched  her.   she  wasn’t  sure   why,  but  it  calmed  her  instantly.   the  fear  that  now  lay  dormant,  the  terror  that  maybe  she  wasn’t  as  she  seemed,  just  .....    fell  away.  it  was  alarming,  really.   but  she  wasn’t   in  any  position  to  turn  her  away.   she  was  genuine,  wasn’t  she?   she  should  know  better  than  to  trust  a  mortal,  but  the  brunette  wasn’t  just  any  ordinary  mortal.   she  was  a  former  divine  being.         ❛    you  may  help,     ❜    she  said,  her  tone  soft  as  she  said  it  before  she  backed  away  slightly,  her  arms  crossing  over  her  chest  to  act  as  a  slight  barrier.  zelda  felt  somewhat  raw  and  exposed,  hearing  this  woman list  off  the  things  she  was  feeling.   she  supposed  her  intuition  and  life  experience  had  her  tune  into  zelda’s  fears.    ❛    but  you  will  remain  with  me  at  all  times.   and  you  must  allow  me  to  be  the  one  to  tell  the  coven  what  you  are.   after  what  they  went  through...    they  could  think  they  know  better  than  me  in  this  situation.   ❜    would  they  attempt  to  overrule  their  high  priestess?   suggest  they  know  better  than  her?   she  didn’t  know.  but  she  did  know  ambrose  and  prudence  could  be  extremely  opinionated.   ❛   what  do  we  do  first?    ❜

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i   want  to  say  that  maybe  zelda  had  a  mortal  lover  once,  one  that  really  broke  her  heart  and  turned  her  cold  when  it  came  to  mortals.   that’s  why  she  was  so  wary  when  edward  began  seeing  diana,  because  she  knows  how  quickly  you  can  want  to  give  up  everything  for  them.   

[wnq-writers]

A sea of whiskey couldn’t intoxicate me as much as a drop of you

js-parker  (via wnq-writers)

@gentleanne

(via toendwar)

[angelprompts]

MTV SCREAM ASK MEMES

“You make it sound like he’s a child you’re gonna have to babysit.”

“Don’t let him in.”

“Sometimes the people closest to you are the ones who keep the biggest secrets.”

“You know the whole, horrible, embarrassing story.”

“You broke my heart! I loved you, okay, and you broke my heart.”

“On a scale of one to ten, exactly how mad are you at me?”

“This is my worst nightmare.”

“I think this is the beginning of a beautiful mutual tolerance.”

“Ugh, you’re SO predictable!”

“Why did you hate me?”

“See, this is why people think you’re creepy.”

“ PDA in the hallway. Adorable.”

“Look, maybe I was unclear. Go away!”

“Thank you for tonight and for keeping in touch. It means a lot.”

“May I offer you a phone plan?”

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❣️                             SMUTTY   INTERACTIONS !

as requested by anonymous  —  send  one  of  these  in  to  see  my  muse’s  reaction (  add “ +reverse”  for  my  muse  to  do  the  action  to  yours ) !

[ thigh ]  to caress up my muse’s thigh.

[ neck kiss ]  to kiss my muse’s neck.

[ groin ]  for your muse to run their hand over / grab my muse’s groin.

[ make out ]  to make out with my muse.

[ undress ]  to slowly start undressing my muse.

[ spank ]  to lean my muse over your muse’s lap and give them a spanking.

[ face ]  to cum / squirt on my muse’s face.

[ fantasy ]  for my muse to spill their dirtiest fantasies ( would be with your muse or someone else ).

[ kink ]  for my muse to spill what their kinks are.

[ threesome ]  to ask my muse if they’re interesting in partaking in a threesome ( bonus if you add who the third person would be ).

[ shower ]  to join my muse in the shower.

[ bath ]  to take a bath with my muse. 

[ nude ]  to receive a sexy nude from my muse.

[ accidental nude ]  to receive an accidental nude from my muse.

[ catch ]  to catch my muse masturbating.

[ shh ]  to cover my muse’s mouth because someone knocked on the door while our muses are having sex in a washroom.

[ dirty talk ]  to whisper something dirty into my muse’s ear ( bonus if you add what they whisper ). 

[praisedhecate]

⟶     ❛    ⅋    hecate.

Hecate laughed a little, but it wasn’t mocking or judgemental, but had the more the sound of a mother’s laugh. A mother finding amusement in her child’s antics and loving them no less for it. 

“You don’t need to kneel…” She used Zelda’s hold on her hands to lift the witch back to her feet. “Prayer and worship isn’t in the knees, High Priestess, it’s in the heart, in the soul. When you appealed to me, I saw what was in your heart, that’s all I needed. And Hilda Spellman had died of a curse unfairly cast….the scales needed to be righted”

       it   was  a  rare  occurence  that  zelda  found  herself  laughing  genuinely,  but  it  simply  couldn’t  be  helped  in  the  presence  of  such  a  divine  goddess.    a  beautiful  one,  too.   ❛    i  don’t  even  know  how  to  begin  to  repay  you.   you  have  my  and  my  coven’s  eternal  servivitude.   ❜    and  she  meant  that,  wholeheartedly.   hecate  was  the  reason  they  wielded  such  strength,  why  her  sister  was  alive,  why  they  had  been  able  to  defeat  the  pagans.   ❛    would  you  like  to  meet  the  others?   i’m  sure  they  won’t  know  what  to  do  with  themselves.    ❜    a  blush  rose  to  her  cheeks  then,  butterflies  in  her  stomach  as  she  stood  in  front  of  such  an  ethereal  goddess.    

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“Well, not exactly fallen. More….stepped down,” Mrs S clarified as she slipped her blouse back over her shoulders, buttoning up and hiding everything once again. She had shown the High Priestess because she wanted matters to be clear and quickly understood, but…as a general rule, she wasn’t that comfortable with people seeing those scars. “Lucifer was punished; his wings taken against his wishes. I asked to become mortal, it’s slightly different. Though the way they remove the wings certainly isn’t” A blade, hacking at something that had been part of her since her creation, for millions of years. It had felt so much worse than losing a leg or an arm, it was like losing a literal part of herself, leaving behind a hole that couldn’t be filled, no matter how much she tried. 

But it had been her choice, all of it, and she owned that. And she didn’t regret a single moment of her time with Billy. Even if she did regret letting everybody down…and times like these, where she didn’t have as much to offer as she would have as an angel, made that regret more tangible. 

“I don’t have my powers anymore, no, but I do still have connections. To higher places. And I have an angel or two I can call on who will help you if I ask. Besides, I have more knowledge that your home library and the Academy’s combined. I’ve seen these pagans before, and we both know that now is not the time for rivalries. We need to help each other”

         call   it   stubborness  or  maybe  past  experiences  that  have  led  nowhere  decent,  but  she  was  questioning  the  woman  in  front  of  her.  she  needed  to  put  her  coven  FIRST.   could  the  brunette  be  trusted?     ❛    i  hope  you  won’t  take  offense  to  my  next  question,  but  surely,  you  can  understand  my  reservations.   why  is  it  you  wish  to  help  us?   you  are  mortal.   you’ve   hidden  away.   you   could’ve  simply  fled  greendale  or  never  bothered  with  us  at  all.   why  help  us?   why  not  simply  ....    let  us  die  out?   ❜    the  redhead  wasn’t  used  to  people  simply  doing  things  out  of  the  goodness  of  their  hearts.   there  was  always  a  price,  always  an  ulterior  motive,  even  where  she  was  concerned.   it  was  what  made  the  world  turn  on  its  axis.          however,  zelda  couldn’t  help  but  think  about  how  quickly  she’d  shown  her  her  scars.  it  couldn’t  have  been  easy  to  share  and  if  zelda  were  in  that  position,  she  may  not  have  done  the  same.   no.   she  knew  she  wouldn’t.    walking  toward  her,  she  peered  into  the  woman’s  eyes  who  seemed  to  harbor  nothing  but  sincerity.   she  just  couldn’t  understand  why.    ❛    unless,  of  course,  you  mean  to  lead  other  angels  to  us.   ❜    a  brow  rose,  testing  her.    

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⟶     ❛    ⅋   fiona.

@praisedhecate· said: Oh sure, when he sleeps around he’s a ‘player’ but when I do it I’m a 'lesbian’.  | that lesbian meme - always accepting !

          the taller witch lets a deep, throaty, chuckle tumble from her crimson lips - openly enjoying herself at her companion’s outraged comment. she’s languidly lying down on the fancy loveseat at dorian’s, her stilettos long kicked out on the floor as her black-pantyhose covered legs were lazily stretching on the loveseat. drunk in absinthe, the supreme turned to look at the young looking but actually old warlock who was at the bar, barking an order:

         ‘ ‘ dorian, darling, keep the drinks coming ! i have a feeling this conversation is going to take a while !’’  the blonde grinned, her gaze falling back on the redhead. there were certain rules for dorian’s, but fiona would be damned if she bowed to stupid male rules while she was visiting the coven of greendale. taking a drag of her cigarette before she comments ‘ ‘ honestly, zelda, he’s a man. he’s flawed enough, no use on fighting over a stupid title. although, i must say, if i had to pick anyone to call a player, it would be you. ’ ’ and that’s sort of a compliment, coming from someone like fiona.

         ‘ ‘ is this what’s been ruffling your feathers ? ’ ’  

      given   the   current   strife   she  was  dealing  with  at  home,  there  was  need  for  a  night  out  like  this.   perhaps  catching  up  with  old  friends  wasn’t  such  a  terrible  idea.   she  loathed  being  in  the  company  of  mortals  and  thankfully,  she  didn’t  surround  herself  with  too  many.   fiona  could  more  than  likely  share  in  her  dismay.  she  enjoyed  that  about  her.  the  comment  about  him  being  a  man  calmed  her  for  a  moment,  a  slight  smirk  on  the  edge  of  her  lips  as  she  lifted  her  glass  to  take  a  sip  of  the  burning  liquid.  centuries  of  tolerancy  made  it  so  that  she  didn’t  even  blink  when  she  downed  it.   skilled  in  many  things  beyond  witchcraft,  it  seemed.          ‘   dear,  my  feathers  are  far  from  ruffled.   it  simply. . .  well,  i’d  hate  to  think  that  i  lack  skill  just  because  of  whom  i  share  a  bed  with.  furthermore,  i  happen  to  know  that  women  are  far  more  complicated  than  men  where   taking  them  to  bed  is  concerned.  ‘   zelda  spoke  without  shame,  never  feeling  as  though  she  had  to  hide  who  she  took  as  a  lover.  male  or  female,  that  was  entirely  her  business.  and  if  anyone  wanted  to  judge  her  for  her  preferences,  then  she  wouldn’t  pay  them  any  mind.          ‘   what  about  you,  hm?  ‘   she  asked,  her  brows  raising  in  expectancy  as  she  allowed  a  smirk  to  edge  onto  her  lips.  ‘  have  you  taken  any  lovers  recently?   perhaps. . . explored  other   avenues?  ‘   she  was  talking  about  the  gender  of  said  lovers,  of   course.  

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MUN  VS.  MUSE  !

five  similarities  ,

—    sassy and snarky. —   we are both lgbtq. —  we are both leaders, the ones who bring everyone together and develop a common ground. —   both very dramatic. —    we are both the middle sibling, but also the oldest.

five  differences  ,

—    i’m nowhere NEAR as gorgeous as zelda. —    she’s way too serious and i’m much more of a comedian. —   nowhere near as intelligent. —   i’m less deadpanned than she is when i make a joke. —   our senses of style are very different.

tagged  by  , @magaprima <3  tagging  ,  @sunraese , @faithworn . @fencetm  + whoever wants to! 

[aenslem]

#protective momma duck activated

[faithworn]

she was definitely staring at her collarbone now. zero shame.

………so zelda and scully’s wedding….when are we thinking? scully and i are free on friday at 1:00 pm. does that work for y’all?

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faithworn·:

MULDER’S ANTICS were something scully had grown used to — or so she thought. just when she’d thought that she’d seen it all, each and every week, her partner managed to throw her a CURVE BALL. this week? witches. deft fingers raised to knock at the door of the SPELLMAN MORTUARY, curling around the doorknob to let herself in shortly after.          “   hello?   “          the agent’s voice rang out, a shiver running down her spine as she took in the details of the home in front of her, making mental note of any   …..   oddities that she found.

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         it   wasn’t   often   that   the  mortuary  got  visitors.   in  fact,  most  of  them  simply  called  in  advance.   however,  perhaps  this  woman  hadn’t  gotten  the  memo.   truth  be  told,  ever  since  the  pagans,  their  business  hadn’t  really  been  running  to  their  full   capacity.   how  could  it?   they  had  much  bigger  fish  to  fry.  but,  the  high  priestess  knew  she  needed  to  maintain  a  professional  appearance.   ❛    may  i  help   you?    ❜   she  asked,  doing  her  best  not  to  seem  annoyed  by  the  presence.    then  again,  she  couldn’t  deny  how  attractive  the  redhead  was.  maybe  she  would  entertain  the  upcoming  question  this  woman  had,  depending  on  the  context.  

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        ❛    lilith,   ❜   she  murmured,  her  finger  outstretching  toward  her  as  she  smirked.    ❛    i’ve  been  ....    drinking.   ❜    a  slight  chuckle  escaped  her  lips  as  she  ran  a  hand  through  her  hair.    ❛    i  had  a  dream  about  you...    ❜      

@magaprima​   .   

[faithworn]

              Mulder, the truth is out there but so are lies.

                                         independent & selective dana scully written by summer.

[praisedhecate]

so, basically, i’m drinking tonight and zelda is going to get a bit chaotic. but like.... that’s fine.