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To the womb, one day, we all return as from the womb we came. But until these kings at last learn, give them all our Mother’s pain. -ind. zelda spellman rp blog written by Tiffany (30+, she/her); est. 2018. Weekend-focused activity. rules/ino here. promo ©
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so that's probably all I'm gonna get done today cuz now I've just got the odyssey on the brain and I gotta chill before dragons; hmu for a chat
@alyafae asked: 🎶 / from mae Send 🎶 to walk in on my muse singing
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An upbeat, lofty tune fills the kitchen that late evening in July, a fan keeping the stagnant air moving while Zelda was indulging in a moment of peace having the house to herself. "Ooh what a little moonlight can do," she sang along softly as her hands worked languidly as they cleaned the portafilter of her espresso machine. "Wait a while 'til a little moonbeam comes peepin' through. You'll get bold, you can't resist him and all you'll say, when you have kissed him is, Ooh, what a little moonlight can do," she finished the lyrics and began humming along with the music.
about to head out to go see the odyssey. send me memes to come back to✨️🖤
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@auntiezelda sent: "Just take a breath, alright?" for Farah
Grace was trying to breathe, truly, but the onslaught of the memories felt like an attack. Memories of a town set ablaze. Memories of walking through the rubble and seeing the charred corpses everywhere. She heard a woman's voice, at once strange and chillingly familiar, I had the town evacuated, Farah. There's no one there but the Burned Ones. A lie. A callous, bold-faced lie.
She felt Zelda's hands squeeze her shoulders and forced herself to take a few deep breaths, in and out, in and out. Eventually her breathing evened out, but it didn't eliminate the constricting feeling in her chest, nor stop every inch of her from trembling violently.
Zelda wanted desperately to be able to do more for Grace than simply stare at her and try to ground her body, but she was far too worried she'd pass out if she left her alone even for a second. "That's good," she attempted to reassure the woman once she could visibly see her breathing deep.
"Be here with me, alright Grace? Just focus on me, on my voice," she added, speaking gently but firm while her thumbs pressed light circles on her shoulders. "All you have to do is breathe. You're safe. Its just the two of us here. Hold onto me if you need to, you won't hurt me."
"I am not going to burn my clothes, aunty," Sabrina protested as if it was the most ridiculous suggestion in the world. "I'm sure it will be fine. I mean, it's just blood, right? I'll throw them in some cold water and worry about them tomorrow." And if good old fashioned laundry cycles didn't help, then Sabrina was certain she could find a spell somewhere. Or re-purpose one of her Aunt Hilda's secret recipes.
"Next time I'm covered in demon blood I'll make sure I don't disturb you from the evening papers, Aunt Zee," Sabrina promised drily, rolling her eyes as she headed up the stairs to take off the clothes and maybe shower for about an hour.
When she came back downstairs, cleaner, in better clothes, and smelling faintly of lavender, Sabrina found her aunt just where she left her. Whether she'd stayed there the whole time, or returned to the seat to make a point, Sabrina wasn't sure.
"You're seriously not going to ask me about the demon?"
Zelda was certain she could hear her mother laughing from the great beyond, and it irritated her even more than Sabrina's response had. That was simply the last path she wanted her thoughts to take this evening, she thought as she tossed her papers aside once her niece had departed the room.
If she were being honest with herself, she knew she was only upsetting herself. Sabrina was a young woman with power on a level no teenager should possess, so of course she didn't see anything wrong with what she was doing, how dangerous. And Zelda was merely her aunt, meant to blindly support but leave the worrying to someone else. In another life perhaps, Zelda loathed to consider as she got up only to pour herself another glass and return to her place. The drink would have to do what nicotine normally would, knowing if she attempted to roll anything it would be so tight as to be unusable.
"Is this demon much different from the last," she asked, exhaling audibly, finally deciding to fold and toss the damned paper onto the side table and face her niece.
probably not gonna get any real writing done until Sunday just so y'all know
@hororicide asked: “did you do something different with your hair?” // From Glinny! more random dialogue prompts.
"Unintentionally," Zelda answered upon a sigh, not looking up from her desk. There was something she hated about not looking her absolute best around Glinda. "It wouldn't hold a curl this morning, happens from time to time."
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“Oh, so you believe that I was sent to punish you, hm?” A brow arched, Maerose didn’t even try to hide her amusement. In fact, she followed Zelda, caging her with her arms as she leaned back against the tree. “Let me think, which punishment would be appropriate…” She looked down at her, smirking, playful. “Perhaps you deserve some spanking, but no, that is too simple. Oh, maybe I should torture you slowly, just until you beg for more. And if you beg nicely,” she purred, leaning in close enough so their lips almost touched. “I might give you what you want.”
Zelda had little doubt in her mind that Maerose could have her begging quicker than she'd care to admit, but she also knew well that her lover would never truly deny her what she desired and for that a wicked grin spread across her face. "I suppose this is all rather dependent on what you see as begging nicely. We both know I'm better at demanding, but being nice.." Zelda trailed off, her tongue licking on her lips as she began to regret wearing so much on such a warm night. "You'll have to get me quite desperate."
probably not gonna get any real writing done until Sunday just so y'all know
more random dialogue prompts.
“why do you have that look on your face?”
“finish what you’re doing, we have to talk.”
“what have you done to yourself?”
“did you do something different with your hair?”
“it doesn’t do any good to get worked up.”
“when was the last time we had a real conversation.”
“are you in the witness protection program, or what?”
“there’s something wrong with me.”
“no, i don’t hate you.”
“hey stupid.”
“we’re aren’t them.”
“looks like i’ll live long enough to make you pay.”
“you know you’re wrong.”
“i don’t understand, why are you doing this?”
“now, before i say anything, promise me you’ll stay calm.”
“what makes me so special?”
“you have no idea what i’ve been through.”
“you really don’t have to do that, not for me.”
“did you really think you’d get a second chance?”
“how about we don’t do that.”
“i have a lot going for me, but humility is not one of them.”
“you’re the worst.”
“i don’t need you right now.”
its barely damn 11am and I've already been sent into a high-anxiety state. if this is how my day is gonna be, I'm going to become feral
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Zelda (All the Attitude) Spellman
She’s so soft!
one thing I will say I'm enjoying about this season of hot.d is that mysaria has taken up the mantle of annoying daemon; rip to ser simon and rhaenys
