#threads; zelda

[ladiesandwitches]

@beycndredemption sent: ❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜ ( Zelda from rio)

"How unfortunate for you," Zelda countered curtly, conveying a quiet impatience as she looked at the other with unasked disinterest. "I'm quite sure you can be entirely threatening, but please," she added, flashing a polite and tight smile. "find someone who has the time or inclination in being threatened. Rest assured, you're not the only one who's interest can be lost."

[ladiesandwitches]

@infernalclay

Cigarette holder held aloft, the cigarette burning an elegant spiral of smoke, Zelda surveyed the young man before her. Though, of course, as was very much typical of Hell, he wasn't exactly a boy. In fact, his age advantage over Sabrina was large even by witch standards. Zelda had enjoyed her time with a lover older than herself in the past, but this was more than a mere few centuries.

"Married." It came out more a statement than a question, though there was a demand to the word regardless. "Don't you think she's rather young for such a commitment?" Sabrina Morningstar may not be the Sabrina that had remained in the mortal realm, and she may very well have committed herself to Hell and her paternal family, but she was still her niece and, more importantly, she was still a sixteen year old child, Queen of Hell or not, and marriage was not something to be jumped into like a passing hobby.

"Well?" She challenged, awaiting an answer. "Does time in Hell now move at an accelerated rate or is this whole charade as rushed as it appears?"

[ladiesandwitches]

@halliwellauto

Standing in the doorway, Zelda barred entry through the front door by her mere presence, her gaze silently piercing through Leo's very soul as she considered everything he said and everything she had learned of the young girl before her. She kept the silence for a little longer, letting its threatening tension hang in the air, before finally stepping a little to the side.

"I suppose you had better come in," she gestured for the girl to enter, before telekinetically closing the door in Leo's face unceremoniously. "Hilda!!" she called loudly, commanding her sister's presence. While she waited for her to appear she turned to Aiden.

"Is this all you have?"

"Ooh, is she here?" Hilda asked, coming in from the kitchen, wiping her hands on the apron wrapped around her middle. "Oh poor thing, look at you; Zelda, you haven't even taken her things. You can't just leave her standing in the hall like she doesn't belong" she mildly scolded her sister who only rolled her eyes in reply.

"Come here," Hilda encouraged, bringing Aiden into a tight and warm hug, before pulling back to look at you. "Why don't we go to the kitchen, whip you up a little something to eat while we all get to know each other, and then later we'll show you to your new room, how does that sound?"

"Ambrose isn't busy, he'll take your bags up," Zelda added just as her nephew walked in. "Won't you, Ambrose?"

"Uh, of course, Aunty Zee. Absolutely," the warlock immediately gave the only expected answer, going to the task just as the aunties swept the new arrival in the direction of the kitchen.

"Now what sort of things do you like to eat?" Hilda asked Aiden warmly. "What do you feel like? Anything at all."

[ladiesandwitches]

@stellamane sent; 🦇 for any caos muse, maybe zelda

"Well, I hope you don't expect to be helped, or to spend your time lazing around doing very little. I am more than aware that while your powers might be entirely depleted, your ability to charm and manipulate is as strong as ever, and I will not have my coven doing your work for you. If you wish to help, then help you shall, whatever your doubtless selfish and questionable motivations are."

Zelda immediately pressed a box of seasonal decorations into his arms as they stood together in the main hall of the Academy.

"There, you can begin with the garlands over the archways. And if I see you trying to make your way into our library, Lilith will be the first to know, do I make myself clear?"

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@maggicktouched

Looking up from her desk, Zelda surveyed the young witch Hilda had talked up to her, promoting her like some prize goat as she tried her best to convince her that some stray witch being chased by supposedly dangerous warlocks was a welcome addition to their already injured coven.

"So you're my sister's new foundling," she surmised aloud, standing from her seat to walk around her desk so that she could look at the young witch properly. "I won't deny our numbers are recently low here, and it is my belief that the Academy be a place for all witches to feel safe. However," she let the word hang in the air with a heavy pause, "I need to know just who precisely is after you, and why. Hilda tells me that someone at the diner was after you. Care to elaborate?"

[ladiesandwitches]

@dcmure​

Zelda sighed heavily at the sight of yet another stray deciding to loiter about her home. It seemed in the past year there had been an unnecessary increase in creatures at her door all with the same lost or yearning look, all undoubtedly here to cause trouble, demanding help or answers. Most likely due to Sabrina; it was always due to Sabrina. 

“Unless you’re here to plan a funeral, I suggest you leave,” she said brusquely as she came back from the garden, walking past the young girl on her front stairs and heading straight to the door. She turned sharply on her heel to look at her. “​And if you’re one of Sabrina’s little school friends, we are not a house that receives visitors.” She paused, sensing something in the girl, something...un-mortal. “Though that doesn’t seem likely.” She shifted her weight, suddenly interested. “What are you?”

[ladiesandwitches]

"tears don't fix anything so i vowed never to cry again." — for Zelda or Hilda! sent by @woesplenty​

“Oh, I don’t think...” Hilda frowned, concern lining her warm features, “It’s healthy to have a good cry now and then, my love. Alright, no, it might not change the situation you’re so upset about, but it does help, it fixes something, doesn’t it? Crying gets all those feelings out, helps us feel a bit better about it”

“Nonsense, Hilda,” Zelda cut in dismissively, tapping her cigarette into a drained coffee cup in the absence of an ash tray, “The girl’s right. Crying achieves nothing. A curse however? Well, that can work marvellously in any situation”

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@woesplenty​

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