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[envyiism-a]

Endless Edits of Jabrina // by @spxllmxn

I can’t believe it’s canon. 

[envyiism-a]

long lost and found again // @spxllmxn

Elizabeth was dazed as she made her way to the small motel that had been the temporary home to Rudolph, her one true love. She opened the door, seeing in  the low light his body sprawled on the floor, sword not far from his hand. It felt as if all the air had been punched out of her lungs. She felt to the floor near his body, sobbing as her hands came to rest on his cold chest. “No...No....” She could barely form together the words she wanted to say, sobbing as she brought her hands to cup his once perfect face. It was obvious what had happened, no one else truly knew where he had been, it was Donovan’s doing. She had trusted Donovan, and yet in a way she didn’t quite fully blame him for this betrayal. It was his fault, but it was a misguided attempt to keep her all to himself. He’d be punished for it later, someway, somehow.

She didn’t remember making her way back to the hotel but she paused outside, sobbing still behind her black sunglasses. She knew there was someone to call, Sabrina. The young witch had made an impression on her and it was obvious she would be help. She dug into her purse, hands trembling as she searched for the Spellman Family Mortuary business card. She let herself become weak, resting against the brick wall that held one of the last payphones in the city. It took her a moment but she pulled the card up and tried to compose herself. She wouldn’t allow herself to be too weak, to reveal anything in case it wasn’t Sabrina that answered the phone.

She pressed the numbers in slowly, trying to keep herself poised as she put in the correct change. It was going to work, somehow she just knew that Sabrina would have an answer. She rested her head back, exhaling deeply as she listened to the familiar ringing of the phone. After this, straight to the bar, I don’t want to see Donovan until things can be fixed. She was resolved in what her actions would be after getting off the phone.

[samaelnomcre]

            The sight of the mug was enough to put a smile onto the Devil’s lips as she made her way over to him. But, the three words that accompanied her movements, caused the smile to brighten. It was still an odd concept to him, to celebrate the human holiday where they showed father’s how much they were valued but he was slowly getting used to it. More so when Sabrina brought him such gifts as this.

      Looking down at the mug as she gained ground on him with it, Lucifer noticed the familiar amber liquid that filled it and he could not help but chuckle softly.   “ I would have been happy with a big mug of coffee but Thank you, ‘Brina. ”   His hands moved; one taking the mug from her whilst the other openly went to her back, pulling her close to him for a hug.

@spxllmxn​ | coming in late to the party Father’s Day.

[weirdnightsisters-blog]

@spxllmxn liked for an Agatha starter

It was hard not to be at least a little cautious around the half witch. She had slit her throat, after all. Agatha hadn't thought she had it in her. Then again, she hadn't thought Prudence would allow it to happen, either. She had been wrong on both accounts.

Dark eyes remain warily on Sabrina as the other girl approached where Agatha was sitting, alone, with a pair of crossed pencils on top of a piece of paper. "Hello, Sabrina," she greeted simply, voice calm and blank, just the faintest trace of curiosity in it, wondering what the blonde wanted with her.

[samaelnomcre]

Am I your favourite (witch) Daughter? 😇

               “ YES! Yes, you are! ”

@spxllmxn |only yes or no | accepting.

[samaelnomcre]

“I didn’t lie about anything. I swear I didn’t.”

      “As much as I am inclined to believe my own flesh and blood, I’ll have to first discuss matters with the Detective. ”      He’d yet to inform Chloe of just who Sabrina really was to him; especially given that she was currently in the precinct getting interviewed over a recent murder! With a small sigh, he glanced over his shoulder at the doors that lead from the department into the interrogation room. He also knew the corners where the cameras were. To show affection whilst they were in here would be a major compromise, and something Lucifer was not willing to risk, no matter how much he wanted to comfort her.     “ Tell me everything you saw, darling…”

@spxllmxn | Intensive Interrogation Starters | accepting.

[hispreppy]

☎

YOUR MUSE’S INFO IN KEV’S PHONE !!

NAME: SABRINA THE TEENAGE WITCH

RINGTONE: THIS !!

PICTURE: 

LAST TEXT RECEIVED:

[ SMS ⇀ SABRINA THE TEENAGE WITCH ] : Hey Kevin. A bunch of us are going to the Paramount later and I wanted to know if you’d like to come over ?

LAST TEXT SENT:

[ SMS ⇀ SABRINA THE TEENAGE WITCH ] : Oh sure, I’d love to, thanks ! Let me just get ready.

                                                                                                             — [ @spxllmxn ]

[scapegxate]

The rumors are true from the fiery depths, the SPELLMAN HALF-BREED was radiating magic the second her heel laid foot within the academy. None of these children could feel it, yet, but the head of Azazel instantly jerked at that direction, like moths to the blasted flame. She mustn't be allowed to ASCEND ------ but his objectives bestowed on him by Madame Satan Wardwell were the exact opposite of what the demons continuously cry out from the pits, threatening to take action if none will be taken. But alas, his motive is whisper the FORBIDDEN fruits on darker knowledge, one at a time... or the almighty Dark Lord would mount his head if he fails his mission on the mortal plain. Or Heaven, his own mother would ensure a fury worse than death. But what is this pissing contest for this ‘ TOP BOY ‘ position among the warlocks? Absolutely fascinating how male witches are so insatiable over a title with no weight.  “Sabrina Spellman?” he calls out, leading himself towards the phantom white haired girl. The demon had to play the part; a flustered, astonished, and friendly teenage boy. “I’m sorry about, being so up-front! I’m Andy Wardwell, son of Mary Wardwell.” the demon in human skin gives a wholesome grin, extending his hand out for a handshake. “I’m just enrolling as a student here from abroad. I was told to introduce myself to you so I don’t be presumed as rude?” ( @spxllmxn )