#satanknows

[claykiinga]

“I was made from the Clay in Pandemonium, here to claim what is rightfully MINe.”

[wellward-a]

‘ I know you’re scared. I am too, but please put the gun down. ’

        Mary wheezes out a breath in a wet, bleary sob, then hiccups the next breath in–messy, ungraceful, ugly. Her hand wobbles, but she keeps the gun between them.

       “Miss Spellman,” she says. “I, I, I hope you understand, I’ve had a very--” she sniffs, blinking a fresh run of tears from her sore eyes, streaking hot down her cheeks to drip into the collar of her shirt--”I’ve had--I need you, please, I need y-you to go. I need you to go. Please, go.”

        She doesn’t want to shoot. Before now she never thought she’d point the gun at a living thing. Too soft, Mary. Too gentle. You wouldn’t hurt a fly. But she feels like a live wire, full of electric charge, sparking everywhere, she doesn’t know where the next twitch will register, the next awful spasm inside her, if it will jerk her trigger finger or simply stop her aching heart.

[magaprima]

Canon dialogue starter for @satanknows​

“Marriage is a walk down the primrose path towards a woman’s destruction. It’s nothing less than the complete obliteration of a woman’s personhood”

[liliththemotherofdemons]

Starter for @satanknows

Lilith stood uneasily on the Spellman’s porch, wrapping her coat around her tighter as the late summer air carried a chil to it that signalled autumn would soon be upon them. The Demoness has become accustomed to Hell’s warmth and couldn’t help but shiver at the drop in temperature on the mortal realm.

Her left hand dropped to her middle and hovered over the bump that was just making itself known. It wasn’t the first time she’d carried his seed, but it was the first time it could save her life. Lilith has to play this by the book...and part of playing it by the book meant recruiting a midwife with Zelda’s reputation.

Lifting her hand to the door, Lilith knocked three times and hoped it would be the red headed witch that answered.

[flyingupward-a]

       ❝ for the record, ms. spellman, your niece loves you. like... a lot. ❞ harley very rarely shares the feelings her empathy picks up from people unless they’re a suspect or it’s otherwise important, but she can also feel the inner conflict SWIRLING within the elder witch. ❝ even if i weren’t an empath, i...well i was a foster kid. i know the look of a kid who hates the people raising them and sabrina...she feels at home here, with you. she’s lucky to have had you, and while she may kind of suck at showing it, that doesn’t mean she doesn’t feel it. ❞ 

       dragging her boot through the dusty dirt outside the mortuary, she gives zelda A CROOKED SMILE. ❝ sorry, i know it’s technically none of my business, i just...call me sentimental, but i’ve had a lot of really crappy family reunions recently. i guess i just want to help other peoples’ when i have the chance. ❞

@satanknows​

[xfallendaughter]

continued from here — @satanknows​

   Luci wasn’t entirely sure if having Zelda Spellman know her secret was the best idea. She knew the woman was intelligent and powerful. Heaven, Luci was kind of scared of her. She knew that Zelda would act in either her best interest or the best interest of her family. Luci was not part of that family — just family adjacent through Sabrina. That didn’t necessarily put Luci in the best position. 

   ❝Are you positive that this is the right decision?❞ She, somewhat hesitantly, questioned the older woman. Perhaps it wasn’t the answer she had been looking for. 

[satanknows]

Oh for Satan’s Sake!

Independent Zelda Spellman Role Play Blog.

[wellward-a]

I appreciate you!

🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 hldgkmsdgldhg this is so sweet! thank you!