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sireditsalot4 · 5 months

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A cry for help

Summary: After witch hunters attack you, you find your way into the Spellman family.

Relationships: Zelda Spellman x Fem!Reader

You don't know how long you've been running but you know you've gotten far from your attackers. "You're a witch! Witches should be burned!" The male hunter takes a swipe at you with his knife, and you duck out of the way. The female attacker joined and pretty soon both hunters have you cornered against a tree. You only had a second to think or it's all over-

without thinking, you kicked the guy in the family jewels. Bending over in pain, holding himself he yelled out loudly. "You stupid bitch! We'll find you. You won't get far!"

That must've been hours ago now.

You hug yourself trying to warm up from the cold but to no use. The sounds of wolves howling fill the woods and you jump, tears stain your cheeks. You know your mascara is smeared and look a hot mess. Laughing to yourself, you spot a good looking area to hang out for tonight and run to it. Making a hole not too deep in the ground, you gather little wood shards and place them in and rub your fingers together, “Incendio.” You say. The wood shards alight with fire and you let out a sigh of relief immediately putting your cold fingers over the fire. Over time the fire grew and your heart slowed. Fatigue and exhaustion taking over.

Tickle tickle.

You go to brush off the leaf that’s on your face and go back to sleep but immediately feel it again.

“What the-” you fully open your eyes and see a man there with his finger close to you.

“What the fuck! Who are you?” You start to back up.

“Wait-wait-hi! My name is Ambrose, I’m not going to hurt you,” Ambrose looks you over and you see sympathy in his eyes. “come with me. I’ll take you somewhere safe, away from them.”

Them? There is another question at hand.

“If you’re wondering, I am too a witch. Everyone is.” Ambrose gets closer and you flinch. He assures you he won’t hurt you and you let him grab you and bring you close to him. The both of you reach a road and across you see a giant mansion with what seems to have a cemetery. I’m going to die for sure.

“We’re almost there. You’re doing fine.” Making it to the house, he guides you up the stairs and grabs his keys from his pocket. Opening the door he lets you in and take a look around the giant house. “This is huge,” you look at the wallpaper and art on the walls and can tell an elderly woman lives here. Maybe a grandmother. “Thank you, my aunts have an eye don’t they?” Ambrose goes over to the stairs that open up into two. “Aunties! Sabrina!” You jump from his shouting and try to regain yourself. “Shit.”

Footsteps come from upstairs and seconds you see two older women, you assume to be the aunts and a young girl, maybe the girlfriend come down. “Aunts, Sabrina this is…what’s your name again?”

“Y/N.”

“Y/N, and she needs our help. She was attacked yesterday by witch hunters-”

“Oh! You poor thing. Are you okay?” The shorter woman came from behind the taller one and grabs your hands keeping eye contact. “Do you have family around here?” You shake your head. “She can stay here for as long as she needs,” You look at the older woman and was mesmerized. Her ginger hair was curled over her shoulders and the outfit she was wearing, a green blouse tucked inside a black ankle length skirt had you in a gaze.

“Oh shoot- we didn’t tell you our names! I’m Sabrina, his cousin, and these are our aunts. Aunt Zelda and aunt Hilda.” Hilda waved joyfully and Zelda gave you a pleasing look. You nervously wave.

“You poor thing. Come-let me show you to your room.”

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neuroprincess · 4 months

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👄🎇⏰💌🛏️ For Zelda Spellman please ❤️

Here it is, babe ❤️ hope you like it

Quick headcanons NSFW;

👄 making out headcanon

Although she greatly appreciates privacy, never misses an opportunity to hold you in her arms, no matter the place or situation. Zelda is a well of confidence and arrogance when having you sit on her lap, caressing all of your sensitive spots that knows by heart, instigating with a bit of dirty talk, but melts completely once your lips come together. The beginning is delicate, almost meticulous, the witch asks for entrance with tongue and deepens the kiss, occasionally sucking and biting lower lip until you're a mess under her touch. Hands skillfully roam your curves, fondling, squeezing and eliciting divine moans that make her wet without even being touched. Occasionally, if gets the chance, she will trail a path of ardent kisses down to the valley of your breasts and there mark them with perfect lipstick stains or/and hickeys, where only you two can see, she can be proud that you are hers in every way.

🎇 orgasm headcanon

On good days she'll build up to the climax majestically, taking all the time necessary, teasing you to the point where you're literally begging her to make you come. On "bad" days she'll make you beg too, but with provocations that go beyond comprehension, turning you into a hot, quivering, whimpering mess under her. Secretly, the ginger would like to test whether you're a squirt, and if so, well, she'll definitely make you come a few more times just to watch it again, and again, and again…

Now, this woman can be fucking sensitive and take pleasure in simple touches, but takes a while to come and that makes pushing her to the limits fun. Even in that situation, she controls the pace and sounds more like she's giving orders than begging, she'll be livid, her life depending on getting that orgasm. No matter how much she swears and tries to be silent, she has the most sinful moans and a very dirty mouth. Her orgasms are intense and long-lasting, making her shudder, digging nails into your skin and losing control for a few seconds, worth all the effort.

⏰ fave time of day to have sex

Zelda doesn't have a specific favorite time, with the intense and chaotic routine of all her duties, any moment she can have you is a win. However, nighttime pleases her a little more, perhaps it's the darkness with a romantic air, lit candles and sweet conversations, or the fact that the Spellmans leave her in peace a little more, meaning you're not interrupted… so often. She also likes morning sex, if there is the opportunity, time and energy for it, otherwise it'll be a quickie until Hilda announces breakfast.

💌 sending/receiving nudes headcanon

Technology isn't something she's adept at or likes to use much, so I assume she doesn't carry a smartphone everywhere. But she owns a camera and dozens of rolls, with a bit of creativity you can easily drive her crazy by scattering Polaroids all over her belongings, be it her handbag, book, wallet, etc. It's something new for her, so much that she finds herself clumsy for the first time in years after letting your first photo fall on the floor in front of the students. Things get more exciting over the course of the day as she finds them one by one. It's a game for the witch and she gets into it headfirst - you'll get a generous reward in the evening and unique Polaroids of her next day.

🛏️ soft sex headcanon

Elegant fingers rub your back softly, tracing invisible words, deep green eyes stare at you lovingly before leaning in to bring your lips together in a slow, amorous movement. Red waves brush your cheeks, it's soft and fragrant, a delight for all senses. One hand on your waist and the other on neck, in a tug deepening the kiss, gently asking for entrance with tongue, intertwining and exploring your mouth in a gentle dance, you hardly notice that she has undressed you in the meantime. Zelda pulls away and smiles, staring at your body, appreciating every detail, memorizing it with devotion.

"You're the epitome of perfection, darling." she whispers, admiration shining through every word "And you're mine, only mine."

Slowly she teases you, placing herself between your legs and maintaining eye contact at all times. The ginger leans down to place lingering kisses along the length of your neck, brushing her soft lips over the curve before turning to the breasts, velvety tongue wrapping deftly around the nipple, alternating between licking and sucking. Her hips move, thick thigh rubbing against your pussy at the same time as yours rubs against hers. Breaths become heavy, she squeezes your nudity affectionately, leaving love marks and driving a needy rhythm, full of passion and dedication.

It's all too much to handle. A trembling moan escapes your lips and is silenced by another kiss, quick and a little rougher than expected, caressing your temple without slowing down any movements. The atmosphere in the room is intoxicating, the friction becomes erratic, perfumes are mixed, sweat drips down your foreheads and nails dig into your back, announcing imminent orgasm. A sequence of swear words is muttered as she continues to work on you, completely melting as she realizes the effect she is making. Her name chokes in your throat the second you reach climax, a rush of intense pleasure sending you shuddering in her warm arms, barely able to think or even breathe correctly.

"It's okay, sweetie. Yes, yes, you have been so good to me… I'm here." she soothes you, even though barely able to finish the sentences still searching for her own orgasm, which soon arrives with Zelda collapsing against you, smiling proudly, you could swear she has a tear in the corner of an eye "Wow, that was…"

"Different." you add with a deep sigh.

"And interesting." the witch complements and nibbles your earlobe playfully "I liked that. Do you want some more?"

I think that sums up what soft sex with Zelda would be like. Affection, care, compliments, encouraging words and LOTS of kisses while she loves you wholeheartedly.

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potter-head-phanatic · 9 months

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Masterlist Taglist ✰ He was a warlock and you were a mortal ✰ There was no reason for the two of you to meet, except for the fact that your younger brother, Harvey, was dating Sabrina ✰ You first met Ambrose when you were picking Harvey up from the Spellman mortuary one night ✰ Normally he would always be outside at the time you agreed, but he wasn't even answering your texts or phone calls, and you had enough ✰ Ambrose was walking towards the kitchen for a cup of tea when he heard the knocking at the door, and he wondered who could have been visiting at that hour of the night ✰ He couldn't believe his eyes when he opened the front door ✰ You were absolutely beautiful ✰ "Hi, i'm Y/N Kinkle, I'm here to pick up my brother, he's not answering his phone" ✰ He couldn't take his eyes off you which made you blush, but you couldn't keep your eyes off him either ✰ He invited you in for a cup of tea and you accepted, not seeing the harm in having tea with a cute boy ✰ You ended up giving him your phone number and you would text each other all the time ✰ You found yourself smiling when his name would appear on your phone ✰ That was when you knew you were in trouble ✰ You started visiting the mortuary more often, even if your brother wasn't there ✰ You and Ambrose would watch movies together ✰ Drink tea together ✰ Stargaze together ✰ Read together ✰ He quickly became your best friend, despite the fact that you found it odd that you never hung out outside his home ✰ But you never questioned it ✰ He was terrified to tell you about magic, after all those times he told Sabrina that witches and mortals couldn't mix ✰ To his surprise, and relief, you ended up having a very positive reaction ✰ You always had a feeling there was something magical about Greendale ✰ After the truth came out, you had an even closer bond than you did before ✰ He would show you all sorts of minor spells that left you amazed ✰ During the school year he would help you study for your college classes ✰ He was in awe about how smart you were ✰ It was one of the things he loved the most about you ✰ That and your never ending kindness towards others ✰ Sabrina shipped you two from the beginning, getting frustrated that the two of you denied your feelings ✰ She saw you as an older sister to look up to, coming to you with all her teenage problems ✰ The fact that you got along with his family is what really cemented his feelings for you ✰ He asked you out during one of your study sessions ✰ He had never been this nervous before, but he couldn't wait any longer ✰ He dressed nicely ✰ He made flowers appear out of nowhere ✰ He had prepared a whole speech ✰ He started panicking when you started tearing up, thinking he had said something wrong ✰ It was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for you ✰ He relaxed when you threw yourself into his arms, accepting his request, a huge grin taking over his face ✰ From then on you were both the happiest you had ever been ✰ He constantly had a hand on you ✰ Whether it was an arm around your shoulder, holding your hand, resting a hand on your thigh ✰ Your lips were addicting to him as well, he would take any opportunity to kiss you ✰ You would have home dates all the time ✰ He would call you darling and you would call him honey or love ✰ You would steal his clothes all the time, loving the smell of his cologne ✰ He thought they looked better on you anyway ✰ You would talk about the places you would visit together once he was no longer on house arrest ✰ He comforted you when Tommy died, holding you as you cried, knowing how much your brother meant to you ✰ You comforted him when he would get upset about his house arrest ✰ He would read to you while you were cuddled up in bed, his soothing voice lulling you to sleep ✰ He would place a gentle kiss on your forehead before drifting to sleep himself ✰ He no longer needed to dream because they all came true the moment you walked into his life

#ambrose spellman #ambrose spellman x reader #Ambrose spellman headcanon #chance perdomo #the chilling adventures of sabrina #caos #caos headcanon #caos x reader #Sabrina Spellman #Hilda Spellman #Zelda Spellman #headcanon #ambrose spellman imagine #caos imagine #chilling adventures of sabrina imagine #chilling adventures of sabrina headcanon

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stayevildarling · 2 months

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American Horror Story Masterlist:

Multiple Characters/Poly Relationships:

Cordelia Goode x Wilhemina Venable x Billie Dean Howard x Reader:

Born to die

Closure

In the name of Love

A silence so loud

Confessions in the dark ✩ Part 2

It's not like the movies ✩

Exile

Arms of an angel ✩

All is well ✩

Let her go ✩

Glimpse of us

Our years together

Tag you're it ✩

Breathe Sweetheart ✩

Do I wanna know? ✩

Falling ✩

Black Friday ✩

Everything works out in the end ✩

Cordelia Goode x Billie Dean Howard x Reader:

Angels like you ✩

Cordelia Goode x Wilhemina Venable x Reader:

Never alone

I miss you, I'm sorry

Hold on ✩

Tender

Calm after the storm (without reader)

Wilhemina Venable x Sally McKenna x Reader:

A little help - Pt 1, Pt 2, Pt 3, Pt 4, Pt 5, Pt 6, Pt7, Pt 8 ✩

other fandoms:

One too many secrets Natasha Romanoff x Wanda Maximoff x Cordelia x Reader

Burying our memories x Wilhemina x Regina Mills Part 2

A common matter x Cordelia x Zelda Spellmann x Alma Peregrine x Reader

Sick x Mildred Ratched x Gwendolyn Briggs x Reader

Dragon meets purple x Wilhemina x Miranda Priestly x Reader- Pt1, Pt2, Pt3, Pt4, Pt5, Pt6

✩ = mental health, ✾ = smut, ❆ = no happy ending

#sarah paulson #cordelia goode #wilhemina venable #ahs #american horror story #billie dean howard #sarah paulson x reader #cordelia goode x reader #ahs coven #ally mayfair richards #mildred ratched #ratched #alma peregrine #Zelda spellman #zelda spellmann #chillingadventuresofsabrina #writing

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multifandomfix · 9 months

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Creature Of The Night — Zelda Spellman

Summary: Three times you try and fight your sleep paralysis demon alone, and the one time Zelda helps you be rid of it for good.

Word Count: 1,164

Warnings: Mentions of nightmares and sleep paralysis, minor description of a demon

1. Alone

You toss and turn in your bed, plagued by the relentless grip of another potential night filled with awful dreams. You’d gotten yourself in too deep and this was the price you paid for messing with magics far above your pay grade. It had been nearing a week of these restless nights and you knew it was going to start to show on your face soon enough.

Finally, sleep reaches you, but the peace of it doesn’t last. The room is cloaked in darkness, and you struggle to move a muscle. Panic rises within you as you sense a malevolent presence in the room. A sinister figure hovers over you, though you can’t quite make out it’s shape.

"No," you whisper, your voice barely audible. You muster all the strength you can, attempting to break free from the invisible restraints. But the more you fight, the stronger the force seems to become. Your heart races, and your breath quickens as the all too real nightmare tightens its hold on you.

Suddenly, you wake with a gasp, your heart pounding in your chest. Beads of sweat dot your forehead, and you glance around, relieved to find yourself back in your bedroom. It was just another dream, a horrifyingly real dream.

You cast your gaze beside you, to Zelda, undisturbed by your night terror. She knew nothing of them, and you had wanted it that way. You knew the lecture that would surely come when you told her of what you’d done, and the consequences you were facing. You didn’t want that. You’d solve this on your own.

2. Confession

Exhausted, you close your eyes. It’s still early, but you’re hoping to drift into peaceful slumber this time. Hilda had prepared you a special brew when you’d told her you hadn’t been sleeping well. You were thankful she didn’t ask any further questions at the time. It may not ultimately dispel all your problems, but to fix them you would need rest, so it was worth the effort to try.

You sleep, but the darkness returns, along with the menacing presence. Your body freezes, and the figure draws closer, its malevolence palpable. It was clearer this time, as if the fog between its world and yours was thinning. You attempt to clench your already balled up fists, determination welling up within you. This time, you won't let fear overcome you. You wouldn’t let it win.

With every ounce of your willpower, you manage to move a finger, then a hand. The figure only perches at the end of your bed, as if watching, daring you to try and rid yourself of it. Slowly, your body awakens from its paralysis and you sit up in bed, breathing heavily. The figure retreats into the shadows, its power having weakened enough to allow you a temporary escape.

A soft light fills the room as the door creaks open. Zelda, elegant and composed, steps in, her pleasant features twisting with concern when she saw the state of you. "Darling, are you alright," she asked, her voice calm and even.

You heave a sigh. You couldn’t keep this from her any longer. You recount the recent horrors you’ve been facing, explaining the sensation of being trapped and tormented. Zelda listens attentively, her hand resting gently on yours. "I've encountered creatures of darkness before," she reassures you. "And I've learned that confronting them head on is often the best way to banish them."

3. Struggle

Emboldened by Zelda's words from the night before, you steel your resolve to face the night ahead. Despite your best efforts, the creature —no, the demon— keeps becoming clearer. You can start to see its gnarled and disturbing features, skin that looks like it’s rotting away, eyes that glow unnaturally.

The demon also gets closer. First at your feet, then you feel the weight of it putting pressure on your chest. You thought it would be working by now. Your fear of the thing has lessened, but the creature will just not go away.

In the darkest hour of the night, the shadows always converge despite any warding you might attempt. The figure materializes, its eyes gleaming, leering at you. This time, you stare it down, unwavering. You remember Zelda's words, her guidance echoing in your mind. Yet, it was all for naught. The demon only glared back at you, as you lay stiff as stone. It still had the power.

When you finally broke its hold and woke up, this time Zelda wasn’t oblivious to your silent battle. "Are you going to ask for my help, or am I going to have to force it on you," she asked.

Your muscles ached, but you shifted over to Zelda's side of the bed and wrapped your arms around her middle. "I’ve tried, Zelds. I can’t do it myself. Please help…but not tonight. I can’t tonight."

Zelda nodded and ran her hand over your hair, shushing you, hoping to soothe your frayed nerves. She knew you couldn’t go on like this. Tomorrow she’d help you put an end to it.

+ 1. Banished

The following night, you were weary from weeks of exhaustion, but somehow filled with a renewed sense of hope that your nightmarish hell-scape of nightly paralysis would be over. You and Zelda performed a bonding spell that would allow her to join you in your dream state, something akin to astral projection, but not as dangerous, save for the demon you’d both be facing.

It started as it always did, your vision filling with shadow until complete darkness enveloped. Then it appeared, glowing eyes revealing its location in the depths of the inky blackness. With a surge of strength, you use your voice confront the demon, your voice steady and resolute. "You have no power over me," you declared, your words infused with confidence.

Zelda stands at the edge of the room, unseen by the demon. "Together, we will cast you out," she intones, her voice coming together with yours. The room pulses with energy as you and Zelda combine your forces and wills to send this demon back to hell.

The shadows writhe and shrink as your banishment spell begins to take effect, and the demon lets out an ear splitting scream, fighting to suffocate you and weaken the spell's power so it can escape. This time, it isn’t strong enough.

The demon's form slowly crumbles until it disintegrates into nothingness. The room fills with a warm light, dispelling the darkness that plagued your nights. You wake, breathless but triumphant. You look to Zelda and she smiled sympathetically. "Next time, you tell me when a demon is after you. You don’t have to suffer alone. Not while I’m here."

With a mixture of exhaustion and relief, you smile back and close your eyes, ready to embrace a peaceful night's sleep for once. Zelda remains by your side, a guardian in the night, ensuring that the demon never again holds sway over your slumber.

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zeldas-cigarrette · 7 months

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ೃ⁀➷ Imagine Zelda comforting you during a thunderstorm ·˚ ༘

Both you and Zelda had spent the afternoon at the kitchen table, each following their own trail of thoughts, when suddenly a loud rumbling from outside started to sound. A lightning strike followed. You flinched at the abrupt sound, making Zelda jolt from your sudden movement. “Scared of a little thunderstorm now, are we?”, Zelda sighed heavily and put down her newspaper. Brushing a strand of hair out of her forehead, she decided to soften her expression.

“No… I just didn’t expect the sound”, you folded your arms in front of your chest. Unwilling to believe your hesitant stuttering, Zelda got up and motioned with her hand to follow her. The older witch stood in front of the great living room window waiting for you to join. You’ve always hated thunderstorms, something unpredictable about them creeped you out. You slowly walked over to her unbeknownst to what she wanted you to do now. As you stood next to her, Zelda wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close to her. The witch pointed out to her yard, which was currently watered by the heavy rain that accompanied the ongoing thunderstorm.

"There, there, my dear. Thunderstorms are a part of nature's grand performance”, her raspy voice was almost soothing. “Think of it as the sky's way of cleansing the earth. The storm will pass and you'll see, it won't last forever”, Zelda brushed her lips against your temple and swiftly caressed your side before taking a step back from you. You remained at the window, recalling your girlfriend's words. Although it seemed messy, the storm slowly appeared calming to you and your fears were slightly calmed.

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awritersometime · 17 days

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please write that zelda x cordelia x reader fic before I die😩 I haven‘t been able to think about anything since your post 🤍

If love is a sin, my stake is already burning

Here’s my attempt that’s clearly gonna have multiple parts… otherwise I’m not happy with myself 😭 fingers crossed 🤞🏼 and before you guys come at me with flaming torches, I named reader Celeste. Sorry not sorry. 😬

[ z. s & c. g ]

part 2 here

To say you were exhausted was an understatement. Yawning softly, you lean your chin over your arm, blinking softly as you force yourself awake. At least you were a witch that with a snap of fingers could put clothes on and appear presentable. You had a class to teach that morning in New Orleans at the Robichaux's Academy of exeptional young ladies, and then another in the afternoon back in Greendale.

Technically you had one job but in two different schools at the same time. Why? Because you couldn't bring yourself to pick one, being emotionally connected to both headmistresses in a profound way. You grew up in Greendale and attended the Academy of Unseen Art, growing close to the Spellmans since the very first day when they took you under their wing. After finishing your studies, you obtained a specialization in both ancient tongues and herbalism. It wasn't difficult for Zelda to see your potential as witch. She praised you in a way that you never experienced before.

Honestly you felt like you owned her everything and more, because she showed you a love you had no idea could exist for someone like you. At the end of your academic journey, her role of High Priestess allowed her to easily offer you a job at the Academy, as teacher. Your eyes had twinkled with emotion and gratitude. You're pretty sure you shed a couple of tears and Zelda too, ended up feeling emotional, and blaming you for messing up her mascara.

Back in the day, Zelda had offered you a home, considering your unfortunate situation. You were adopted by a family of mortals, that loved you until they didn't. When you turned fifteen, they came to terms with your true nature, got scared and the rest is history. You never blamed them, or at least, you tried not to. After all, if your biological parents abandoned you, what could prevent your adoptive ones to do the same? Feeling like a burden, you left and found refuge with the Spellmans.

At first, Zelda was skeptical of you, a bit coldish and distant, however that facade soon faded, being replaced by a new sentiment. You learned the tragedy that affected her family, first the loss of an elder brother, and then that of her niece, Sabrina, and you told her about yours. Zelda grew close to you in her own way, a way that you soon came to see as love. It was through suble glances, soft touches, and sultry jokes, that she never failed to put a smile on your face, or result in a chuckle. You became her dearest. Your mutual second chance.

It wasn't unusual to feel her arms circle your waist, the pads of her fingers pressing against your skin, as she pulled your body against her front. The way her lips cracked upwards everytime she got you blushing, her voice calling you her dearest. When you were sick, Zelda was the first in line to look after you. You often asked her to stay the night with you, whereas other nights, you didn't even need to ask, that she was there.

You could say there was something between you and Zelda, that something being obvious to everyone in the house. But you never really put a name to it. Why? Because it wasn't unusual for witches to feel physical attraction towards one another and commitment, real commitment wasn't really something taken in consideration. And truth be told, an ordinary relationship hardly seemed possible for one like you. Why? Because your heart was split in two.

You loved Zelda to a fault, but she wasn't the only woman haunting your dreams. There was also a certain blonde witch that occupied your mind every day and night. The Supreme, your Supreme, the headmistress of the Robichaux's Academy for exceptional young ladies. You two met when the world had its days counted with the apocalypse around the corner. It was important by then that all witches joined forces to prevent a spoiled little child like Michael to destroy the world.

Not with little effort, the world was saved, but life had never been the same after that. Neither for you nor Cordelia. You two grew closer, she took a liking on you and your abilities, having never met a witch like you, with common interests such as herbalism, but also opposites in terms of general knowledge in witchcraft. Cordelia was gentle, extremely affectionate. If you had to use a methaphor to describe the two witches, you'd say one is a cat and the other is a golden retriever. Pretty obvious and simplified as explanation.

You were screwed. At first you thought the feeling growing towards Cordelia was only a crush meant to pass, but it never did. Ant it was confusing you to the bone, because the attachment to Zelda never subsided either You came to understand that you were in love with both witches. You couldn't explain why to your eyes that felt like a betrayal from you. If love was a sin, your stake was already burning. You were screwed.

You were a sinner, because you wanted both: the delicacy of your Supreme, and the fierceness of your High Priestess. When you told Zelda you had accepted a position at Cordelia's Academy, she was left speechless for a bunch of seconds, her eyes had welled up with angry tears that she had refused to shed in your presence. You explained her that accepting Cordelia's offer didn't mean erasing your duties at the Academy of Unseen arts, so eventually, she came to terms with it.

Whereas the Robichaux's Academy mainly focused on mastering the seven wonders, along with extracurricular subjects such as herbalism, Latin and sacred scriptures, which honestly were introduced after your arrival, the Academy of unseen arts dealt with occultism in more detail. Under Cordelia's guidance, you were able to learn to transmute and you were now mastering the pyrokinesis. Considering the great distance between the two academies, it was necessary for you to learn about transmutation first.

Each and every time, you lost your temper, because you couldn't perform the spell, she had to stifle a laugh, taking in the sight of your pouty face with nothing but pride and admiration. She never laughed at you, but with you. And even more when you childishly crossed your arms over your chest and called her meanie. Then she would click her tongue, briefly roll her eyes before prompting you to come give her a hug. You'd give in, obviously. You could never deny her a thing, even less a hug. "You're too pretty to pout, petal," she would say, making you blush and giggle.

Back to the present, you've been going back and forth for quite some time now, from New Orleans to Greendale and vice versa. Considering you often had a class to teach at both schools, you performed transmutation countless times a week. At first it didn't affect your health, but lately your body was sending you desperate signals for you to listen.

"Hi sweet lamb, here's your coffee with a pinch of cinnamon as you like it," Hilda speaks softly as she places the steaming cup right in front of you.

It was seven in the morning, meaning that you still had an hour before showing up at the Robichaux's Academy for exceptional young ladies.

You lift your head and meet her gaze, a grateful smile tugs at your lips. "Thank you, Hilda" you mutter, your voice sounding lower than intended.

You take a couple of sips, and sigh contently.

"Are you quite alright?", she asks, a crease forming in between her brows.

You nod quickly, sweeping your tongue over your lips, "Sure, just a bit tired," you chirp, "anything that your amazing coffee can't fix."

"I'm glad," Hilda chuckles at that, a light blush comes coloring her cheeks at the compliment just received. But a part of her knows it's not a complete truth. Her forehead creases, undecisive rather to say something or not, as you keep sipping your coffee nonchalantly. In that moment, a certain redhead comes down the stairs. You grin as you perceive her aura invade yours even before feeling her physically behind you.

When she places a hand over your shoulder, your eyes dart to her. Mesmerized by those red lips smiling down at you, she voices tenderly, "Good morning, dear."

A little dimple appears on your cheek, as you try to contain the butterflies in your stomach, but it's no use when the redhead brushes her lips against your forehead. Your lashes flutter close for a moment, "Morning, Zelds," you breathe out.

She takes a seat next to you, then greets Hilda, that had already placed her coffee on the table.

"So, Celeste, what's your plan today?", Zelda asks you.

The change in your expression doesn't go unnoticed neither by Zelda nor Hilda, as you take a couple of seconds to collect your thoughts.

"I teach at the Robichaux's Academy between 8 and 11, then I have a short break, which isn't really a break but a gap to use to plan my next class here later this afternoon at 3," you explain, before taking another sip of your coffee, "Oh before that, I also need to check on the bay tree that I planted at the greenhouse. Cordelia is as excited as a five years old to learn about the use of it," you add with a chuckle, however, Zelda doesn't find it funny.

Her eyes linger on your features with a persistent frown. Your face looks paler than usual as you speak.

"I'm still amazed sometimes when I think that they hardly deal with subjects like invocation or conjuring," you blabber absentmindedly.

Hilda takes a bite of one of the fresh baked cookies she churned out that same morning, "I don't blame Cordelia's choice on the matter, lamb. The knowledge of such things can be dangerous in the wrong hands," she points out, with a mouthful.

You nod amusedly, while Zelda winces, "You're probably right. But, they are so interesting," you emphasize, "I think she is seeing it too now," you grin proudly, "I'm this close to convince her to add demonology to the program."

Zelda laughs bitterly, making both you and Hilda to turn towards her.

"It shouldn't be your concern, Celeste. Seems to me you're taking on too much."

You saw it coming, you roll your eyes, knowing Zelda was being just... Zelda. Unnecessarily apprehensive. "That's not true, Zelds," you reach out a hand to touch hers. Her lips twitch in a brief smile, when you affectionately stroke her skin, "Besides, I'm happy to show her coven a different way to teach magic."

"I still believe she is asking you for too much."

You promptly shake your head, "She isn't asking for anything," you insist, but she doesn't buy it. Those were all your initiatives, your ideas, that Cordelia simply went along with, because she trusted you. "Zelds," you squeeze her hand, a hint of joke in your next words, "You shouldn't talk about Cordelia like that. She is the Supreme. Our Supreme."

Zelda groans dramatically, "And it's precisely for this reason that she should be able to plan her classes better. She lets you do all the work, way too convenient, if you ask me."

"That's not true, I--" you try to interject but she stops you, "If you want me to be frank with you, Celeste, I don't believe I've ever seen you so tired before starting working at the Robichaux's Academy."

It was coming again. You sigh and bow your head, withdrawing your hand from hers. A sense of nervousness rush over you, as you try to focus on your now cold bevarage.

"We are not having this conversation again," you state simply.

Zelda's brows draw together, "Too bad because we are."

You close your eyes shut and inhale sharply, "Can you just— not?"

You loved Zelda, you really did, but sometimes her fierceness took a significant toll on you.

She grins amusedly, before mouthing a simple and annoying no.

"Zelda, I have a class in half an hour and it would be really unfortunate to start off with a headache," you declare, stubbornly.

But she is Zelda Spellman, of course she doesn't drop it just because you ask her to.

"Why can't you be honest with me? For weeks you haven't been yourself. Did you reall think I wouldn't notice? " she sighs softly when you don't respond. She turns to face you before carefully placing a single finger under your chin, "Celeste..."

"Zelda, I'm fine. I'm just excited to get things done."

"Celeste, this isn't working anymore," your eyes snap open, in both shock and confusion. "What are you saying?", you ask hesitantly. She hushes you softly, noticing the sudden concern in your eyes. "I'm just suggesting that maybe you need to slow down, take days off..."

"No," you shake your head, "Zelda, you're overreacting, I truly don't know where this is coming from but I'm f--"

"Do not say you're fine or help me Lilith —" she spats, almost startling you. Hilda bounces on the spot, blinking softly, a crumble of cookie falls on the table, "Zelda," she interferes, however the redhead doesn't even listen to her and adds, "I'll forbid you to leave the house until you're properly rested."

You laugh bitterly at this point, "You can't do that!"

"Oh please dare me," she gives you that look, the sassy and bossy look that gets on your nerves sometimes. She has good intentions and you know it. Both you and Hilda understand her actions are guided by her heart, that is not for everyone.

"You're unbelievable," you mutter while rubbing your sore temples.

"You're clearly unwell," Zelda insists.

You feel like you're going to explode, "Because you're being a little overjudgmental, maybe?", you snap and she glares at you, not particularly enjoying your behavior.

"Zelda dear, I think we should all calm down and find a proper solution," Hilda stutters akwardly.

You turn to face Hilda, "So you too think there is a problem? Really?", you ask in disbelief.

"Sweet lamb, Zelda is simply worried about you. And so am I. Your aura is feebler than usual, and that's probably due to the amount of magic you perform daily which is extreme even for the Supreme herself."

Your fingers start trembling, your entire body actually feels like it's out on a limb. You stand up and starts pacing in the attempt to calm your nerves. Zelda never drops her gaze from you. Deep down, she knows she can't keep you nor force you to do as she pleases. She would never forgive herself if you stared growing hard feelings towards her.

"I simply didn't get enough sleep last night, but it doesn't mean I'm worn out or unable to do my job."

Zelda gets up, taking careful steps towards you. She can feel your magic crackling, the air getting thinner and tenser.

"I never said that, dear. All I'm saying is that you should slow down," she pleads. Hilda is looking at you as if you're a defenseless little creature. "She means good, lamb. We just want to help you," the youngest interferes.

"I'll think about it," you say curtly. It was still early for your class, however, you needed a change of scenery for your own sanity. "Now, I'm sorry I have work to do," you mutter waving your arms and performing transmutation.

"Celeste, wait-", when Zelda calls out your name, it's already too late and you're gone. She groans loudly, now pissed off for real, "Mother of Demons grant me the strenght."

#american horror story #sarah paulson x reader #miranda otto x reader #zelda spellman x reader #cordelia goode x reader #ahs #chilling adventures of sabrina #ahs coven #wlw

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You looked around, only then noticing the amount of couples there were. You were in the middle of the crowd, it was packed with people, holding hands or hugging eachother, and then there was you, alone. You looked up at the dark blue sky, stars shining bright above you. The moon was full and bright, lighting slightly the night.

You had a flashback of the year that passed. You cried, you laughed, you found love...

You remembered the day you met her. You had only started your first year of university, and your first subject of the day was about to start. You waited patiently for the professor to arrive, sitting at the last row. You chatted a bit with the girl beside you. She was nice but you hadn't too much in common so it was a bit hard communicating.

Then she arrived, in all her glory. The professor cleared her voice and scrutinized the crowd. You looked at her in awe. She had red curls, blue eyes and lips that seemed so kissable, you wanted to jump at her and see if that theory was true.

You then started attending her every lecture, discarding the others. You just wanted to see her, you didn't even pay that much attention to the lesson. You watched her every move; how she motioned her hands while she spoke, how she quirked her eyebrow when somebody said something idiotic, how her lips motioned upwards when somebody said something intelligent. Her voice was soft like summer rain, and sweet like peaches.

Everyday, you tried to find a reason to talk to her. At times, you consulted her because you didn't understand something- and that was true, since you only paid attention to how her lips moved but not to the words escaping them. When it was a festivity, you gifted her chocolates or flowers, ignoring the looks of the other students.

At first, she was cold and distant. She replied briefly, asking you to pay more attention during the lecture. But slowly, she started accepting your gifts.

She even let you call her by her first name: Zelda. You repeated her name like a mantra, when you woke up, when you were arriving to the lecture, when you left the class, when you were on the train, when you arrived back home, before saying goodnight. Her name sounded fantastic, and it was so her. She looked like a Zelda.

One day, you received an e-mail from her. You were ecstatic. You opened it immediately. She asked you to go see her in her office. You giggled, starstrucked. You prepared yourself in less than five minutes and literally ran to her. You talked about how was the studying going, diverting then to talking about anything and everything.

She made you feel at ease, feel secure. For her birthday, you surprised her with a birthday cake made from scratch by you. It didn't look that fancy, and it didn't taste that good, but she complimented you nonetheless. You blushed, smiling.

Then you confessed. You told her your feelings, and it all crumbled down. She explained to you that she was your professor, she couldn't be with you, even she liked to be.

And so she began acting colder and colder by day, she returned to replying to you with short sentences, she didn't accept any more gifts. You cried and cried, for months.

"... 10..."

You shook your head, making those memories go away. You took a sip of you champagne, looking at the crowd.

"... 9..."

Your heart ached. You tried to forget her, but you were unable to. She was ingrained in your memory.

"... 8..."

You just wished she was there, even if only as your professor. You wished to start the year with her.

"... 7..."

You finished your glass. A hand slithered around your stomach. You gasped, looking behind you.

"... 6..."

Your jaw dropped.

"Hello dear."

She smirked. You stared at her in disbelief, her hand now on your hip. The contact of her palm on your clothed skin made you shiver.

"... 5..."

You tried talking but you couldn't emanate a sound. Her eyes pierced into you.

"You don't have to say anything."

You closed you mouth, gulping.

"... 4..."

She came closer, you two were so close you could feel her perfume. She smelled like peaches. You loved that fruit.

"... 3..."

She looked at your lips, then back at your eyes.

"... 2..."

Her lips were so close, they barely touched yours. You closed your eyes.

"... 1..."

She whispered something but you couldn't hear it, since the cloud went feral, screaming at the top of their lungs.

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!"

And then she kissed you. Her lips were soft, and she tasted like cherry. Your second favourite fruit. Then the kiss stopped. You opened your eyes.

"Happy new year, Y/N."

You smiled.

"Happy new year, Zelda."

#fanfiction #ff #lesbian #actress #gxg #caos #chilling adventures of sabrina #zelda spellman x reader #zelda #zelda spellman #spellman #miranda otto x reader #miranda #miranda otto

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cr--books · 11 months

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Shes cute

I watched my niece crack an egg into the bowl my sister handed her "Oh yeah that's a blood curse" I sighed, rolling my eyes as Hilda explained how to remove the curse, the knocking at our door confused all three of us "Ill get it" Hilda said, cleaning her hands of on her apron, she walked out of the kitchen and opened the door, a gasp left her "Miss spellman, good morning, may I come in" a sweet voice came into my ear shot, I turned my head to see hilda nodding A girl around her height maybe inch taller walked inside, blood soaked into her as she dragged a body behind her, I stood up as did sabrina "Is sabrina spellman here?" The girl smiled turning her head left and looked at me bowing slightly "Miss spellman, me and my friend here are here for your niece" she kicked thr body in the stomach causing it to start coffing "I'm sabrina" my niece popped her head out, she smiled once she saw the body, "Prudence, lovely to see you again" she smirked walking forward "Apologise, whore" the girl gritted her teeth pulling Prudence up by her neck "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, it was my sisters idea, please I'm sorry, make it stop" she cried out in pain "Who are you" she dropped her neck, Prudence's head smacking off the ground, effectively knocking her out "My name is y/n, its lovely to finally meet you sabrina, I was walking where you were doing your summoning and I saw the girls curse you, just wanted her to apologise" she smiled "Well, y/n we should definitely be friends, come on, I wanna show you my school" she giggled gripping y/ns hand The girls ran out the door, leaving a knocked out prudence on my floor, "she seemed lovely" hilda commented "She's cute"

#zelda x reader #zelda spellman x reader #sabrina spellman #CAOS

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gayestswiftie · 11 days

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Guys I want everyone to start posting their wlw (older!character x younger reader) in "shut up bean I know i have mommy issues". Only because Beans my friend I have mommy issues and I love your fics

#regina mills x reader #emily prentiss x reader #zelda spellman x reader #mother miranda x reader #wlw #x reader #sapphic #melissa schemmenti x reader #so many more #carol (2015)#shut up bean i know i have mommy issues

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sireditsalot4 · 3 months

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Summary: Ambrose finds out about reader and Zelda.

Warning: none

A/N: Very Short

Relationship: Zelda Spellman x Fem!Reader

7:45AM the clock read. You quickly remember where you are and how you got here and turn to see a head full of ginger hair next to you, sound asleep with their back towards you.

I can’t believe that happened-

Sitting up, you bring the sheets over your bare body up to your shoulders and rub the sleepiness from your eyes. What’s going to happen now? You stretch and hear a knock come from the door, making you jump slightly. You mentally kick yourself for moving and look next to you to see if you woke Zelda up but see she’s still deeply asleep. Soft snoring leaving her lips. Oh no. You get up and grab your shirt and pants, slipping them on as fast as you can before the knocks wake her up. Not even bothering to put your underwear’s on you head to the door and open it to see Ambrose, thank god, standing there,

“Aunt-Oh! Umm. Did I interrupt-” “No! Not at all,” You come out of the room and close the door behind you. Ambrose wipes his hands on his pants. “So, you…and my a-aunt are-” he motions a colliding motion with his hands. You nervously laugh and nod. “Yeah. It just happened.” Ambrose threw his hands up, “None of my business. I’m happy for you both. It’s good cause she needed someone after-well-her last relationship.” You nod in agreement. Ambrose shakes his head. “I’ll leave you to it, just let her know I came by when she wakes up. Have a good morning.” You nod and wave him bye. “Thank you.” You get back into the room to see Zelda still asleep and you get on the bed and cuddle behind her, wrapping her in your arms.

#chillingadventuresofsabrina #zelda spellman #zelda spellman x reader #chaos

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neuroprincess · 1 year

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Zelda Spellman 🙈 🌄 🚨 🎁 plsss and thanks

Quick headcanons NSFW;

🙈 something they’re shy about asking for

Zelda isn't shy about much, not easily, she's very uninhibited in bed and doesn't mind asking for something new, whether it's sexual position, toy or a kink she's just discovered and wants to try. But the ginger will blush from her cheeks to ears when asking you if you can have something softer or just cuddle lovingly after a rough session. She doesn't call it being shy, she's just...not used to it.

"Shut up!" she whispers laying down between your naked boobs, both of you are like this, sweaty skin and fatigue bringing you down after a few rounds "Now hug me."

"Just ask for it." you respond with a smile on lips as you wrap her in your arms, stroking the wavy hair as Zelda adjusts to the physical contact.

"Y/N, don't make me..." she lifts her gaze and faces you, you smile as you notice the blush taking over her pale face again, she has puppy dog eyes and doesn't even notice "Can you hug me so we can sleep?" she asks and immediately hides the face against your boobs, feeling burning with shame for finally having the courage to ask.

"Anything you want, darling."

🌄 morning sex headcanon

She is the one who always wakes up first, usually when you wake up the bed is already empty and Zelda is on the first floor, ready for the day. On quiet days she will be getting ready in front of the dressing table, smiling as she watches you in the mirror's reflection.

But saturdays are different, instead of waking up alone you are slowly awakened by kisses being spread across the neck and soft hands sneaking under the blankets caressing your hips, warm breaths making skin shiver. The witch smiles, nibbling on it as her hand enters your pajamas, playing with the nerve, slow teasing movements. She leans in and takes your lips from hers, the other hand latches onto your boob squeezing gently, long elegant fingers are inside and soon you find yourself rubbing against her desperately seeking release. You cum in her hand and Zelda brings fingers up to her mouth, tasting you.

"You're fucking hot..." she places herself on top of you, thighs pinning your waist against the mattress, your pussies accidentally rub against each other and you moan unconsciously "Good morning, my love!" the ginger smiles in a way that you know the morning has just begun and you're not getting out of bed that early.

🚨 sex that sent me to the ER headcanon

It's no surprise that the witch enjoys wild sex and frequently, this totally pays off as she is a master at aftercare. Tonight was a little different, the students were real brats and administrative problems with the mortuary are giving her a headache, Zelda is frustrated and there is no better way to get rid of that by taking out on you. When she came home snorting and banging heels angrily against the floor you knew what was coming, fifteen minutes later you are in the bedroom on knees as your wife fucks you rough with the strap-on, having to hold you by the waist to keep you in place as each thrust practically throws you forward, so you have to hold on to the headboard too. She is being more wild than usual. Suddenly her hand slips from around your waist in a rougher thrust and you can't keep holding on to the headboard, in a second you are moaning in pleasure and the next in pain.

"Y/N..." she whispers seeing the blood on the sheets, getting out inside you carefully and turning around to check you are conscious, to her relief yes "For Satan, your head."

You hit your head on the wooden headboard hitting hard on the textured part, hard enough to open a bleeding cut, the red liquid dripping down your temple and leaving a frighteningly bloody sight. If it was someone else she would clean right there and take care of it with her bare hands, but Zelda couldn't touch you in that state, especially when you moaned and she was afraid of hurting you even more.

"Hildaaaaa!" she shouts after getting rid of the toy and dressing the two minimally decent, the whole time the witch tried to keep you conscious.

Soon the other witch joins the mess without any questions, she helps clean up the cut while Zelda watches you behind her sister, worried when she sees that the injury isn't as superficial as she imagined. She doesn't even wait for Hilda to say something to carry you to the car, the blonde just goes behind helping to keep you awake and staunching blood with a cloth.

"Y/N will be fine, we had to do five stitches and the hit caused a mild concussion, so don't be alarmed if she has nausea, headache and light sensitivity. I will write a prescription for pain meds and it's good to keep her at rest." the doctor said to the sisters after attending to the younger girl "Now, how exactly did this happen? It's a pretty bad cut."

Zelda and the doctor face each other silently, but it's Hilda who blushes and gives the situation away while her sister tries to look nonchalant, keeping quiet not wanting to expose her wife, she doesn't feel embarrassed, sex is a natural thing, but she doesn't know how Y/N would react to the doctor knowing how they came to this situation.

"Ohhh! Right..." the doctor blushes as well "I just wanted to rule out the possibility of domestic violence." Zelda opens her mouth to argue, extremely offended that she would even think of that possibility, despite all her faults the witch would never touch Y/N in this way. And is interrupted before she could tear her apart with words "Sorry! You can see her now."

"Great!"

🎁 birthday sexy headcanon

Zelda isn't a big fan of birthdays, especially for herself after over 500 birthdays, but she understands if it's important for you and will make this date something special as a couple. Not a typical day, instead of waking up alone or caressed by the witch, you will wake up sweating and feeling yourself shaking all over as she works between your legs, skillful tongue circling your clit, fingers teasing your entrance provocatively and within minutes of waking up you have first orgasm of the day. Then she rises until your faces are inches apart and kisses you, making you taste yourself on her lips.

"Good morning, my birthday girl." she whispers before kissing you again.

And the day is full of little surprises...and teases. Breakfast is served on a tray in bed with everything you love to eat, but you almost choke when hungry green eyes stare at you and perfectly red-painted lips linger biting succulent strawberries. A sight of the demons. Then you find a small velvet box inside a box of chocolates and in it is a necklace adorned with your favorite stone. This is just the first gift in a sequence of small gifts scattered around the house, among them a pair of fuzzy handcuffs you had to hide from Ambrose who passed by the room, knowing he would tease you, some aphrodisiacs you always wanted to try and a pair of lingerie you find in the dresser, you examine the piece in hand and when looking back you find the witch staring at you with lust in eyes. It's beautiful, in a dark red, the fabric is soft, there are lace details, the bra is exactly your size and seems to be the kind that makes the breasts look big, the set has a garter belt. And you wear this to go to a dinner party organized by the Spellman family, hidden by an discreet dress that is also her gift, Sabrina and Ambrose talk animatedly without even noticing you blushing and struggling to pay attention to what they say, Zelda has a hand on your thigh under the table the whole time, fingers slowly moving up as time passes until reaching the edge of your panties. Smiling smugly as she realizes how wet you already are, then she just pulls her hand away and finishes the meal as if nothing is happening.

"Finally alone." she murmurs between the kiss and closes the door behind her as she guides you to the bed.

"They were lovely, but I confess I was looking forward to them going to sleep." you whisper back, anxious hands trying to unbutton the fancy dress and seeking to pull her closer and closer "Zelds..."

"Anxious we are, huh?" the witch gives you a quick kiss before pulling away and undressing, within seconds you are both in your underwear, she looks at you lewdly staring at every inch of naked skin, curve and detail.

The next moment you are in bed, her curvy body on yours, thigh between legs and one hand entwining yours while the other reaches for your pussy desperate for attention, lips moving in sync, it's deep and passionate. You gasp in surprise as you feel the fabric of the underside being ripped in two.

"Don't be so surprised, you should know by now that I bought it just to rip that from your body."

Fingers rub your clit in slow circles, ignoring your pleas for her to go faster and make you cum, the ginger just smiles biting your bottom lip between the kiss, you feel her lips wander from there to the neck where she leaves soft kisses and hickeys on the sweet spot that makes you shiver with desire, hips swaying in search of more contact. Without warning she thrusts two fingers into you pulling out a sobbing sigh, her palm is against the nerve bundle rubbing together with each thrust. The pace is slow, not because she wants to be gentle (unless you want to be) but because she wants to make you ask for it. Gradually the pace increases, the thrusts become sloppy and rough, a hand squeezes your boob and fleshy lips make a mess in the curve of your neck, it's too much to handle, soon you collapse in the woman's arms surrendering to an intense orgasm.

"Happy birthday my love!" she whispers leaning on her elbow, still inside you "I'm here to make your wishes come true tonight, what do you want now?" Zelda winks mischievously.

In short, if it's Zelda's birthday, she'll act as if it's just a normal day, almost a random date. But she knows that you will want to celebrate and nothing better than to have you in lingerie and a bustier waiting in her bed, the ginger will not let you leave the room, keeping you on water, fruit, kisses and many orgasms. She may try to beat the number of orgasms she can give you and you can give to her just for fun.

#zelda spellman x reader #headcanon #female reader #prompt list #zelda spellman

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zeldaspellmaniswife · 5 months

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As requested from ✨ayenaenelya✨

AN:To those who haven't or don't watch CAOS this isn't the right fanfic for you, but you're always welcome to read it. Some I do before we start, this fanfic takes place when the the Lubricalia Festival happens: Lupercalia was an ancient Roman annual festival held in mid February against evil spirits and to bring fertility. Also, no gender for reader was preferred so when you read this, you can decide if you want to read it with male or female reader.

Drunken Lubricalia Festivities

It was the first night of the Lubricalia Festival at the Academy of the Unseen Arts you, and your wife, Zelda Spellman, are participating in this festival along with your niece Sabrina Spellman. "Zeldaa!" you say, "Do we have to celebrate Lubricalia, of all the festivities, why must we celebrate this odious festival?" "Because darling, to celebrate and honor all the witches and warlocks that came before us." Zelda says you roll your eyes clearly unhappy having to go "Watch that attitude, darling" you groan annoyed, Zelda looks at you with a stern look as always but she puts her hand on your cheek "Look, I know you don't want to celebrate Lubricalia, but just do it, for me?" Zelda lowers her tone to a seductive, almost pouty tone "Ugh! Fine, only for you." You say annoyed. Many hours later after preparation for the festival is completed all the students and staff at the academy and you and Zelda are in the wood ready to commence the first night of Lubricalia. "I have to what!?" You say in a shocked and possibly mad voice "Yes darling, you have to be only in your undergarments and let me run oil all over your body" Zelda says in the most casual tone "But-" you try to protest "But nothing, just sit back and relax while I do this." " Okay.... Fine" you pout " You brought the wine right??" "Of course indid, darling" Zelda says. Not even two seconds later you're already on your fifth glass of wine and drunk and flirt with Zelda "Hey, there beautiful, did anyone ever tell you you're easy on the eyes?" Zelda looks at you with an arches brow "Darling, are you drunk?" You flirt some more "Are you single?" Zelda says "No, I'm married" you cry "Damn it! Why is it always sthe super hot women that are married!?" Zelda says again "Darling, are you drunk?" "What, me? Pfft! No" Zelda then looks at you "Then say the alphabet backwards" you freeze for a second then respond "Z Y X W U R" " You're drunk." Zelda pinches the bridge of her nose "That's it were going home, and you're sleeping on the couch tonight" Zelda says coldly " Fine! We're not even married so I don't have to worry" You arrive back to the Spellman Mortuary and Zelda bathes you then puts you in your PJs and puts you on the couch for the night. The next day you wake up with a massive hangover and Zelda says upset "That's what you get for being drunk, darling!"

#zelda spellman x reader #readerofyourchoice #requestcomplete #loveyall #writerscommunity #imgayforzelda #CAOS

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multifandomfix · 10 months

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Zelda Spellman Fluff Alphabet

A = Aroma (What do they smell like?)

Zelda smells of rosewood and patchouli.

B = Babe (What would they use as pet names? Do they use them a lot?)

Darling and dearest are often used when she wants something from you. She uses pet names on a regular basis, but usually when the two of you are alone.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Sometimes, when she’s in the mood for them, then hell yes she’s a cuddler, but when she’s not feeling it, best keep your distance.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? What would they think about living together?)

She wouldn’t mind settling down, though she does fear that will make her seem old.

E = Emotion (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

She’s affectionate in subtle ways. A whispered praise, a quick peck on the cheek. She doesn’t like to make a whole public display of it.

F = Flirt (How do they flirt? Are they smooth or awkward?)

She’s an incredibly smooth flirt. Direct and seductive.

G = Gifts (Are they a gift giver? What kind of gifts do they give?)

She’s not a huge gift giver, though boy oh boy does she love being on the receiving end. She’ll occasionally buy you flowers and the occasional surprise gift.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

She’s alright with hugs, and she does give good ones, but they’re not near the top of the list on her favorite types of affection.

I = I Love You (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It’ll take a while to get that out of her. She might be thinking and feeling it, but it does take some time for her to admit it to herself, and even longer to say it to you.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

She can get majorly jealous. She’ll snap at whoever brings out the jealousy in her and it can be amusing to watch. She gets all red in the face and kind of possessive.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you?)

Zelda’s kisses are generally very passionate when it’s just the two of you. When around others, she tends to let it be more casual and chaste.

L = Little ones (How are they around children? Would they want some of their own?)

She’s good with children, though doesn’t often consider having her own, considering how Sabrina is such a handful. But she could be reminded of their better points and be convinced to give it a go with you to help out.

M = Meet (How did they meet you?)

She met you in the woods. She was preparing for a celebration with the church of night and you were out picking herbs and flowers. You caught her eye, smiled and she struck up a conversation.

N = Nurture (Are they good at taking care of you if you’re hurt/sick?)

She can be, though she often assigns that sort of thing to Hilda, who is better at it. She’d want you to have the best care possible, rather than her care.

O = Out (What’s a typical date night with them like?)

Candles, an incredible meal and slow dancing to an old record. Classic romance, but perhaps with a bit of a darker twist.

P = Propose (When do you/they propose? How does the proposal go?)

You propose the night before her birthday. She’s so busy worrying about what her family will have planned for her that she doesn’t see it coming. Though she does graciously and tearfully accept.

Q = Quirk (What small habit/feature/quirk do they have that you find especially endearing?)

The way she pays so much time and attention on her appearance when she has such natural beauty already. Watching her put on her makeup or choose an outfit is an art form that you never get tired of seeing.

R = Routine (What does a typical day together look like? Routines, schedules, habits?)

Your bedtime routine often involves you helping her unwind, which she is eternally grateful for.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you?)

She can be protective, casting spells to help ensure your safety or having Hilda keep an eye on you when she can’t.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, etc?)

She can really go all out if she has a mind to. She’ll plan everything down to the last detail to impress you, not that she has any need to go to so much trouble.

U = Unique (What’s something they’d only do for you?)

Wear pink. She is adamant that pink is not her color, and she’s right, but if for some reason you wanted to see her in it, she’d begrudgingly oblige.

V = Vulnerable (How long does it take them to feel comfortable being vulnerable around you?)

It’s definitely going to take Zelda a while to really open up to you. She can be fairly closed off until she gets to know someone.

W = Wardrobe (What would they wear to impress you?)

A suit. You’ve seen her don a million beautiful dresses and skirts, so if she really wants to blow you away she’d do it with a designer pantsuit.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Zelda isn’t a morning person. You don’t dare wake her until she’s good and ready to get up on her own.

Y = You (What are some things they would like in a partner?)

Zelda wants someone who won’t threaten her independence. She still wants to maintain her own life and interests outside of the relationship and if you can’t get on board with that, she’s out.

Z = Zzz (What are their sleep habits?)

Zelda can be a deep sleeper, and she does on occasion softly snore. She’d deny it if accused, but it’s that kind of snoring that is more cute than bothersome.

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