#emiliaspellman

[alyafae-a]

masquerade emilia ( @emiliaspellman )

inspired by the european rococo style with a touch of smoking jacket. an overcoat with gigot arms and valance. an inserted part on the top and an imperial collar as well as frill-y edging.

[thelittlestwarlock]

xXx cont @emiliaspellman​ 

"It is a punishment.” What else could it have been after everything that had happened? All the turmoil Sabrina had caused. The loss of their powers, their mama and auntie both ageing overnight? “We’re not supposed to go until we’re sixteen after our baptism.” Why was she always so overeager to do everything? It wasn’t like they wouldn’t have lessons at home. . . where he could have the lessons he wanted. 

Francis rolled his eyes. “The whole coven knows you have a crush on him.” As disgusting as that was. “What are you gonna do flirt with him in class? Mama can’t scold you, that’s your master plan?” 

Girls were so annoying. 

Sisters. . . and maybe cousins were the most annoying of all. 

“What are you going to do harrow me if I don’t?” They’d both heard tales of what happened at the Acadmey of Unseen Arts- from their own mother no less. “You’re not any better at magic than I am. I’ll hex you before you even get a chance.”

No sisters were far worse than cousins. Far worse. “I didn’t blush!” Alright that was a lie. A total and complete lie but it wasn’t the point. “You don’t know what I did because you were busy trying to impress him because you like him.”

[auntie-zee]

xXx cont. @emiliaspellman

“That was when we were the Church of Night, Hecate had nothing to do with Yule,” not entirely a lie but there was no reason to halt a celebration on the solstice either. They’d kept most of the other coven celebrations... and Zelda had a number of plans for Lupercalia this year.

That was entirely beside the point truth he told.

“They’re the same day that’s all. They’re not the same thing, Emilia.” Zelda snorted. “What makes you think I’m afraid of Gryla doing anything? I can hardly let her and your auntie kill each other- well be short two teachers.” Keeping them hedge witches from killing each other was a full time job in and of itself.

Nevermind everything else she had to do.

“This is just you saying you want to put the tree up then?”

[auntie-zee]

“ what shall we hang — the holly, or each other? ”

“. . . and what makes you think we’re still celebrating Yule?” Zelda raises an eyebrow. There’d been so many changes to the coven in the last year nothing had stayed the same. New a diety. New leader. New rules. New everything.

She was teasing of course.

For the most part they’d kept the same holidays just changed some prayers when necessary, and everything was dedicated to Hecate instead of Lucifer.

“Are you so eager for Gryla to her Yule Lads back in?” She smirked

[forhellsake]

@emiliaspellman​ said: “you have nothing to worry about.” (For Hilda)

“I know my darling, but I will always worry about you and your cousins.” A hand brushed over the girls hair gently. A soft, tight smile on Hilda’s lips. She couldn’t lose another niece - or nephew, she just couldn’t. It would break her heart to lose any one else. “How about I make your your favourite breakfast my love? Hmm?” a distraction? Perhaps. But Hecate, Hilda just couldn’t stomach the thought of such a serious talk with the youngest Spellman.

[mcralties]

“all these couples are kissing.”

𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗦 𝗨𝗡𝗩𝗘𝗜𝗟 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗔𝗙𝗙𝗟𝗘𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗜𝗡 𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗘𝗬𝗘𝗦 , realization dawned on her as she scoped their surroundings. “ sure seems that way .” discomfort settled in her gut : given the time of the year -- the displays of affection came with it. whether it was the mortal tradition or the excitement of LUPERCALIA. she couldn’t explain why her heart felt adverse in the moment , or rather she wouldn’t overshare.

“ does it make you feel uncomfortable ? “ she questioned with consideration as her eyes ripped away from the numerous couples eating away at each other’s faces rather contently for a being in a quaint diner. 

[magaprima]

@emiliaspellman​

Perhaps it was the fact they had all helped deliver him, or the fact they’d quite literally felt her pain for her when she knew the baby was ripping her apart, but in the days following his birth, no one left her, or Adam, alone. They all wanted to ask questions, to coo over him, hold him, pass him on to someone else to hold and back again. And, because they had helped her and had offered her sanctuary, and even defeated the Plague Kings....Lilith had allowed it. But as the days passed, less and less came and she finally had the room to herself.  Emilia, however, was still here. And as close as ever. On the bed, shoulder to shoulder to Lilith, peering down at Adam. Did Motherhood make people think they could invade her personal space freely? She frowned but didn’t move the child. 

“You want to hold him? Again?” She asked in disbelief. 

[alyafae-a]

❝ I almost believe you have the best costume. ❞     Andrés laughed softly as he saw the young girl dressed up as Wednesday. She even had Thing, a scarringly realistic looking hand  ( just a very good imitation, he told himself )  and Dr. Cee was fairly sure she had the second best costume ( with the bride coming first ). Though he had to admit, her mother was a close third.     ❝ You did a very good job, Emilia. ❞     ...     @emiliaspellman​