#Sapphire Spellman

[justmoreocs-writing]

Natalia and Sapphire have the Church of Night (Chilling Adventures of Sabrina), as a source of comfort in different ways. Louisa (Peaky Blinders) also has a very strong faith in her own abilities, as well as seeking comfort in the gang she has around her.

[thesabrinatheteenagewitchblog]

Okay, so first, HAPPY HALLOWEEN from the Sabrina The Teenage Witch blog!

Secondly, I know I've said it a lot, but this time fr, we're making this blog active again! I've got renewed vigor and I want this place kicking again! Thankfully, I finally found some Sabrina stories that came out to post, so next few days are sorted!

Here's a huge recent one, a sequel to the anniversary special from last month! "Party Hardly", by Ian Flynn and Steven Butler, from Archie Halloween Spectacular #1 (October, 2024)! I quite liked it, thought it was fun! Liked seeing Brina and Juggie team up, always a great duo; Amber keeps getting more threatening; and this story that's been building for 2-3 years is just growing in intensity! Biggest arc since the Manga years!

[thebridgehqs]

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[andromeda--sys]

Our other system members have like sideblogs off this blog so here's the list under the cut.

They front...don't wanna just use this collective blog....make a sideblog...now we have like 20 sideblogs.

Fionna: @blondeshell-burnout

RB: @the-carousel-of-doom

Bee: @space-cat-bee-bear

Sapphire: @spellman-crybaby

Sock: @hyper-daemon

Jo: @bythorne-paranormalsociety

Sal: @misery--meat

Tim: @steam-punk-wizard

Graves: @moonlight-graves

Kris: @memento-m0ri-vivere

Mark: @camcorder-dreams

C: @t0uchtonetelephone

Tord: @n0rski-redleader

Topaz: @donoharmtakenoshit

Cap: @psychic-doowap

[multifandomfix]

Agatha Hannigan (Annie 1982)

Alexandra Medford (The Witches Of Eastwick)

Alma Peregrine (Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children)

Anne Lister (Gentleman Jack)

Blanche (The Ladies)

Blanche Devereaux (The Golden Girls)

Bonnie Plunkett (Mom)

Carol Aird (Carol)

Catherine Cawood (Happy Valley)

Christine Campbell (The New Adventures Of Old Christine)

Cisserus (Vamps)

Cruella DeVil (101 Dalmatians)

Doris Miller (Hello My Name Is Doris)

Elvira (Elvira, Mistress Of The Dark)

Frank N. Furter (Rocky Horror Picture Show)

Izabella Barta (Documentary Now!)

Jack Frost (The Santa Clause 3)

Jack Griffin (A.P. Bio)

Joyce Brewster (The Guilt Trip)

Julia Harris (Horrible Bosses)

Katherine Newbury (Late Night)

Lady Maria Byrne (The Making Of A Lady)

Lady Van Tassel (Sleepy Hollow)

Laszlo Kreizler (The Alienist)

Laura Willis (Hard Cell)

Leah Franklin-DuPont (Our Kind Of People)

Lilith Ritter (Nightmare Alley)

Lisa Benner (All Rise)

Lizzie Borden (Lizzie Borden Took An Axe/The Lizzie Borden Chronicles)

Lorraine Warren (The Conjuring)

Lucy Ricardo (I Love Lucy)

Margaret White (Carrie 2013)

Martha May Whovier (How The Grinch Stole Christmas)

Miranda Priestly (The Devil Wears Prada)

Miss Gribben (Cracks)

Madonna Scrubitt (Wonka)

Nadya (Muppets Most Wanted)

Nancy Stokes (Good Luck To You, Leo Grande)

Norma Bates (Bates Motel)

Olivia Baker (13 Reasons Why)

Olivia Benson (Law & Order: SVU)

Queen Anne (The Favourite)

Queen Narissa (Enchanted)

Reba Hart (Reba)

Rebel Bello (Rebel)

Rhoda Chesterfield (Jessie)

Rose O'Reilly (We're The Millers)

Rozalin Focker (Meet The Fockers)

Sapphire (Sapphire & Steel)

Selina Meyer (Veep)

Stella Gibson (The Fall)

Steve Kemp (Fresh)

Tess (Burlesque)

Victoria Chase (Hot In Cleveland)

Viola Fields (Monster-In-Law)

Willy Wonka (Charlie And The Chocolate Factory)

Winifred Sanderson (Hocus Pocus)

Yentl Mendel (Yentl)

Zelda Spellman (Sabrina The Teenage Witch)

[bluemoondust]

Yantober Masterlist

Note: I may be able to do some days over others because my top priority is the Kinktober prompts. This is just for fun! Yantober prompts are based from this list!

|| Day 2 || Lovesick - Cosmo Spellman (Twisted Wonderland)

|| Day 3 || Drool - Bruce (Non Fandom)

|| Day 4 || Weapon - Eve (Non Fandom)

|| Day 5 || Obsession - Deacon (Non Fandom)

|| Day 6 || Blood - Rowan Nucifera (RWBY)

|| Day 7 || Accident - Ruth Darnell (Danganronpa)

|| Day 8 || Stalking - Ohara Tomoko (Danganronpa)

|| Day 9 || Love Letter - Takahashi Gō (Danganronpa)

|| Day 10 || Bad End - Basil Spellman (Twisted Wonderland)

|| Day 11 || Broken - Emil Ambrosius (Twisted Wonderland)

|| Day 12 || Lovely - Hugh (Non Fandom)

|| Day 13 || Sweet - Nakamura Yuuma (Danganronpa)

|| Day 14 || Bitter - Sapphire Arvensis (RWBY)

|| Day 15 || Fantasy - Clove (Non Fandom)

|| Day 16 || Heart - Morpheus Null (Twisted Wonderland)

|| Day 17 || Date - Tessa (Non Fandom)

|| Day 18 || Locked - Quinton "Quinn" Wisteria (RWBY)

|| Day 19 || Tears - Jason Soleil (Danganronpa)

|| Day 20 || Kiss - Samuel Moreau (Danganronpa)

|| Day 21 || Touch - Cassius (Non Fandom)

|| Day 22 || Confession - Baishō Kōsuke (Danganronpa)

|| Day 23 || Secret - Nikolai Constantine (Danganronpa)

|| Day 24 || Desperate - Bertram (Non Fandom)

|| Day 25 || Lonely - Rasmus Lisianthus (Twisted Wonderland)

|| Day 26 || Good End - Himura Enoki (Danganronpa)

|| Day 27 || Escape - Dustin Sparks (Danganronpa)

|| Day 28 || Longing - Isamu Hiroyuki (BNHA)

|| Day 29 || Fear - Vincent (Non Fandom)

|| Day 30 || Nightmare - Poppy Begonia (RWBY)

|| Day 31 || Eternity - Kikotsu Miyu (BNHA)

[motherconfessors]

Requite Bindings [1/?]

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Zelda Spellman/Lilith

Summary: "Do you even understand the magic that you played with?" Ambrose asked. "Sabrina, you've bound the first woman, the first witch to our Aunt.”

N.B.: Also posted on AO3. 

Sabrina burst into Zelda's office and placed an object onto her desk. "I found something," she said proudly, pointing towards it. "Something that's going to save us."

Zelda set her paperwork down and picked up the vellum scroll. "Found what, exactly?"

"It's a binding spell. One that can tie the coven's magic to Lilith, like we used to tie ours to the Book of the Beast. Except, it just requires a placeholder instead of everyone doing it."

"And just where did you find such a spell?"

"In the library..." Sabrina said with far too much innocence than Zelda liked.

Unimpressed, she unravelled the scroll and looked over the text, it certainly was a binding spell of some nature, there was expertise in its creation going by the sigil alone. It would be complicated to re-create, but not impossible, and ingredients weren't too challenging to find as it was a bond through blood magic.

"So?" Sabrina asked, eagerly bouncing on her feet. Zelda wound the scroll up again. Although it was undoubtedly something, there were a lot of aspects at play, and the last thing she needed was for a spell to backfire.

"Firstly, you would need Lilith to agree to this, and secondly I thought you said she couldn't help us because our source of magic is celestial––from the Dark Lord himself?"

"See, I don't think that true," Sabrina said. "Lilith was the first witch, right? What if Lucifer's magical gifts were never from him, but from Lilith, herself and she didn't realise because the Dark Lord manipulated her into thinking He gave them to her? I mean, most of the magic we see Him do is parlour tricks, right? When was the last time you actually saw Him use magic, really use it?"

Zelda smiled. "Scholars have considered that an option before, Sabrina. But do you really think Lilith wouldn't be aware of her own magic being siphoned into others?"

"It's the Dark Lord," Sabrina shrugged. "Isn't anything possible with Him. And anyway, what could it hurt to try?"

"A lot," Zelda said. "But after everything that's happening with the pagans, I feel we're running out of time to find something else." She said, handing the vellum back to Sabrina. "If Lilith agrees, then so will I. Hell, forsake us all."

Sabrina beamed at her Aunt, taking the scroll. "You won't regret this. I promise. The magic will return, and everything will be better than it was before."

Zelda wished she could believe it, but as Sabrina ran out of the room, she couldn't help but feel that it would be all for naught. It seemed too good to be true. Just when they needed it, an infernal blessing arrives at their door?

Perhaps she was looking a gifted familiar in the mouth.

As it was, when she returned to the Mortuary that night for dinner, Sabrina caught her in the hallway. "Lilith said yes," she said, her excitement bubbling from her. "She doesn't think it will work either, but I think she finds it amusing. I'm not sure, either way, I know it's going to work, and all of our problems with the pagans will be solved."

"And if it doesn't and it horribly backfires?" Zelda asked, knowing Sabrina hadn't thought that far ahead.

"It won't."

"But if it does, what will you do?"

"Reverse it. Come on Aunt Zee, we tried the moon and everything else, and at least we know what we're getting into with Lilith. She's been...actually decent as a Regent and helping me with everything. Can't you just trust me on this?"

Zelda stared at her niece's eager eyes and clenched hands, feelings the nail dig into her palms. "Fine," she said. "But if it doesn't work, you need to know how to undo it."

"Of course, don't worry. I'll get Ambrose to look it over."

"Dinner!" Hilda called from the kitchen.

Zelda gave her niece a look before they adjourned to the kitchen, both silently seeming to agree to withhold the information from everyone else until such a time as it was appropriate.

May Lilith save them all.

It was a Tuesday afternoon when Lilith agreed to attend the ritual. Zelda and Sabrina arrived early, setting up the sigil in the ground by drawing it with a birch wand, as the scroll dictated. They stood in the same section of the forest that they had tried to kill Lucifer barely a few weeks ago, pulling from the ancient power that had bled into the ground from centuries of magic.

When Lilith arrived, she presented a sapphire the size of a small fist, setting it on the stone altar and looked to them both expectantly. "This better work," she said, eyeing the red ribbon with hesitation.

Zelda agreed. Binding spells were notoriously tricky, ancient magic. Although Sabrina had proven herself competent in many ways, this was still an ancient spell that Zelda had no evidence to show that it worked––and yet if it did, all their problems could be solved.

Lilith would supply them with magic, the pagans would be banished, and the coven would flourish towards a new path of night blessed by Lilith.

(Trepidation shook her here, uncertain as to how she felt worshipping the woman, but Lilith had to be better than Lucifer. After all, who else could they worship? Asmodeus? Become pagan and lose all of their traditions? No, it was too much, Lilith was stability in these uncertain times, it had to be enough).

Zelda swallowed back the growing unease, allowing Sabrina to direct her all to where she should stand. They took their places, Lilith standing in front of her, less than an arms-length away, with Sabrina perpendicular to them both.

She looked to Lilith, feeling the cold blue eyes stare back at her in turn. A part of her wanted to ask if Lilith was sure about this––if she had any hesitations or concerns about using this bonding ritual, but she refrained from asking. The woman stood calm and present, her hands laced before her as she quirked an eyebrow, seeming to sense a question on her tongue.

Zelda looked away from the frozen visage to her niece, feeling the knot in her stomach tighten as Sabrina laid out the scroll onto the stone altar, placing paperweights down to prevent the scroll from furling back up as she lifted the dagger.

This was it, she realised. There was no going back.

In the forest by the Spellman Mortuary, Sabrina sliced the ritual knife over Lilith's hand first, and then to her Zelda's before she wound the ribbon over their hands, knotting them once, twice and then a third time before she stepped back to the Northern Axis of the sigil, holding the sapphire in her left hand.

"Are we sure this is going to work?" Zelda asked.

Sabrina rolled her eyes. "Yes. Now come on, let's say the words and get this over with. I have cheerleading practice in an hour."

Lilith looked ready to strike Sabrina, but she seemed to roll back her shoulders, standing tall as she gripped Zelda's bloody palm into hers, their cuts pressing together. "I bind this witch to my magic. Hers to mine and mine to hers, so let it be."

"So let it be," they all echoed.

Zelda gave Sabrina a sharp look before squaring her shoulders. "I bind my magic to this witch. Hers to mine and mine to hers, so let it be."

"So let it be."

Sabrina reached out, taking both their shoulders as the magic began to build between them. "I bind these two together. She to her and her to she, so let it be."

"So let it be."

The magic expanded, puncturing through the air and shattering the sapphire before burning threw the ribbon. Blue dust expanded and then settled over them as the magic seemed to bleed through the shards. It was exhilarating. The magic shook through her like an electric current before it tapered off, leaving a soft hum to the nerve endings.

She looked across from her, watching as Lilith's eyes fluttered open, a similar expression ghosting her face from the warmth of power flooding their veins.

Zelda was reminded then that there was a reason that transference of power usually required sex as the kinetic binder to the spell.

It was different from how she remembered the Dark Lord's magic. His had been great and expansive as it filled her, but oily as it settled against her own magic. This seemed to bleed into her own, brightening her from within as it bound to her.

She loathed to admit it, but Lilith's magic had a nuance to it that felt right in a way the Dark Lord's never had.

She looked up at the air, watching as the trees swayed around them by a gust of wind picking up from the Spring air. It steadied her, planting her back into woods and pulling her away from the euphoric sensation.

"How do you feel?" Sabrina asked them both.

"Good," Zelda, her voice hoarse. Clearing her throat, she let go of Lilith's hand, dropping it to her side. A crackling of magic ran down her fingers before it settled as she curled her fingers into a fist, stepping away to where her coat was and pulling out a bandage to wrap her hand.

"Any different?" Sabrina prompted.

"Tired," Zelda said. "But I'm sure we'll see if it worked over the next twenty-four hours.

"Well, I suppose that's my side done with," Lilith said, stretching her wounded hand. "I'll see you later," she said. Zelda noticed the tone and pointed stare towards Sabrina as if reminding her of an appointment they might have later. Or, Zelda realised with a sinking sensation, a reminder of a bargain struck.

Before she could ask, Lilith plane-shifted in a whirlwind of flames, leaving nothing but the faint smell of ash and brimstone in her wake.

And then it was like the very same fire consumed her. Zelda felt her nerve alight, the scream pulling from her lungs as she dropped to the ground. She was burning alive, every nerve ending feeling like it was blackening.  

"Aunt Zee?" Sabrina cried out, falling beside her, just as the pain stopped. "Aunt Zee, what's wrong?"

Zelda drew in a deep breath, her fingers curling around her abdomen as she stared at the foliage on the ground, wondering if Lilith had somehow betrayed them. She could feel Sabrina's hand on her back, gentle and soothing.

"What did you do?" Sabrina hissed. Zelda flinched, looking to her niece only to realise that she wasn't staring at her, but at Lilith who had reappeared.

"Me?" Lilith asked. "This was your doing, Sabrina. I was in Hell for a second before I felt as if every inch of me was being ripped apart. Whatever this binding spell is, I want none of it. Undo it immediately."

Zelda lifted her head, watching as the woman glowered at her niece, her red lips twisted in a scowl.

Zelda pushed up to her feet, brushing off the bits of leaves and twigs that stuck to her and nodded her head. "Undo it, Sabrina."

Sabrina blinked, and Zelda felt a panic crawling up her throat as her niece looked between them, her eyes wide open with uncertainty. "I don't know how," she admitted.

"What?" Lilith hissed as she stepped closer. Zelda stepped forward, putting herself in between her niece and Lilith. "What kind of witch goes in without knowing how to unbind the very spell she’s casting?"

"You did," Zelda reminded her. “As did I. Though I'm certain that between yours and my experience, we can manage to undo a simple binding spell."

Lilith scowled, turning to look away as she gritted her jaw. Her eyes searched around them before she stalked over to where the vellum scroll was laid out and looked it over.

Zelda drew in a breath, feeling the echoes of the pain ripple over her skin as she glanced at Sabrina. "The scroll would have come with an unbinding ritual in the library. They're usually paired together."

Sabrina pressed her lips together, bouncing awkwardly on her feet. Zelda's eyes narrowed, watching as Sabrina's eyes darted away. "You didn't get this spell from the school’s library, did you?"

"Not...entirely."

Zelda swallowed. She knew it didn't come from the Spellman library, and although there was the possibility it came from another witching family, Zelda felt coldness wash down her self, "Sabrina," she asked, trying to keep her voice even. "Where did you get the scroll?"

"Hell."

Lilith's head shot up. "Certainly not from me," she said. "There's no way you even know where that library is!"

"Well, no," Sabrina muttered. "Technically I got it from...from the Dark Lord's chambers."

Zelda closed her eyes, feeling the headache pounding in her head worsening with each word Sabrina spoke. Hell, the Dark Lord? Did her niece not even think before casting such magic.

“What were you thinking?” she asked, opened her eyes.

"I––"

"It's impossible," Lilith said. "No one but Him can get into those chambers."

"Well, I did," Sabrina said.

Lilith scowled. "No, what you did was walk directly into His hand. You may think you outsmarted Him, but I assure you, He planned for you to find this and bring it back. Though what He'd want with binding me to your Aunt..." she trailed off, looking exasperated. There was odd energy about it as Lilith seemed to turn away, apparently amid an internal monologue as her eyes shot wildly around her.

If Zelda didn't know any better, she might suspect that Lilith was having a panic attack. As it was, the woman seemed to settled, drawing her head back to look up at the sky and ground herself, before she looked back at them both. "There must be a way to undo this."

"Agreed," Zelda stated. "There are half a dozen ways to undo any binding spell and a dozen more for blood pacts. We'll go through them one-by-one."

Lilith's lips pressed together, but her head inched into an agreement, turning to glower at Sabrina. "Given this is your mess, you can fetch each ingredient yourself and bring it back here. I will not have anyone else find out about this."

Zelda took a sip of whiskey, feeling the residue headache ease as the alcohol washed down her throat. When she looked up from her glass, Ambrose and Hilda were still staring at them.

"So, let me get this right," Ambrose said, "Sabrina...went to the Dark Lord where He implied that He may have misguided Lilith to where the source of our magic came from and so you went to Hell, broke into His private book collection, almost but didn't die, happened to come across a scroll for a bonding ceremony and thought you might perform it on Lilith and her High Priestess."

"Yeah, well when you say it like that it doesn't sound good,” Sabrina muttered. “It wasn’t like He told me to get the scroll.”

“No, He did everything but and you walked straight into His trap,” Lilith muttered from the other side of the lounge.

"Do you even understand the magic that you played with?" Ambrose asked. "Sabrina, you've bound the first woman, the first witch to our Aunt.” He sat back, raking a hand across his face, feeling as exacerbated as she felt.

Sabrina grimaced, "I know, but in fairness, they did agree to it."

Zelda downed her glass of whisky. Even Lilith was quiet, her eyes looking over her nails as if her cuticles were the most interesting thing in the room.

"Zelds?" Hilda inquired. "Care to elaborate here?"

"It wasn't meant to be this." She set the glass down beside the lamp before easing back in the couch as her headache began to rise again. "Lilith and I were to bind our magic so that I could act as a conduit. Clearly, it didn't work.”

"Instead neither of you can move more than fifteen feet away without either one of you becoming ill?" Hilda asked. “That is a binding spell of some sort.”

Zelda rolled her eyes.

“It’s more nuanced than that,” Lilith corrected, exasperation tugging at her words. “When either of us tries to teleport, we snap back to the other person, which as you can imagine, is a bit of a problem for what I need to do unless Sabrina wants to give up her time in Greendale?"

Zelda could feel the headache growing again. When Lilith had teleported away initially, Zelda had felt as if her whole body was tearing apart. When she'd snapped back, they'd both been hit with the rebound energy of the spell, leaving them both with a splitting headache.

It didn't help that they had both tried to teleport twice more in a stubborn attempt to break through the binding.

Fifteen feet. That was barely a room across from one another.

"What reversals have you tried?" Hilda asked.

"Everything," Zelda spat, her eyes flashing at her sister. "Believe me."

"Binding spells are not intended to be unbound," Ambrose pointed out. As Zelda’s glare moved to him, he paled and looked away, rightfully embarrassed. "Right, well, I can certainly begin on some research, but I'll need a copy of the original spell."

"It's in my room," Sabrina said.

"What are we going to do about the Academy?" Hilda asked, "Are you just going to keep her in the same room while you do your teachings?"

Zelda groaned, dreading the very idea of Lilith sitting in on her classrooms and undermining her. Or worse, the meetings with the few remaining teachers they had left of the coven.

"No, because she's returning to Hell with me," Lilith said sharply. "As I said before unless Sabrina is going to return to Hell, I need to get back to my duties. Otherwise, Caliban will usurp the throne while we're not looking and then we’ll have bigger problems than this binding spell."

"He can't do that,” Sabrina said, looking between the two of them. “I mean, we have the Regalia to search for.”

"I'm sure he'll try," Zelda scoffed, loathing to admit Lilith was right. If no one were sitting in the throne for an extended period of time, it would certainly be open to the first person that managed to sit in it.

Lilith rose to her feet and stepped before her, holding out an outstretched hand. "Shall we?"

Zelda recoiled away, glaring at her. "I have both the Academy and the Church of Night to run. We still need to find a way to fix our magic."

Lilith dropped her hand, her face twisting furiously. ”I’m trying to be nice here. I don't need you to be willing to teleport us there."

Zelda glared, "Then I'll just teleport us back."

"That's an unnecessary expenditure of your already limited magic. Take my hand."

"I can't leave the Church. If the coven falls, so will the legacy you're trying to build."

Lilith's eyes narrowed, unconvinced.

"This is your church too if you haven't forgotten. If I’m not here, you’ll lose everything in the mortal realm, and one of the last standing covens of Hell will collapse.”

Lilith's mouth pressed in a thin line before she stepped back. “Fine, we'll take turns. You can continue to run the Academy and the Church, but you'll remain in Hell for every other moment of your life until we sort this mess out."

"And lose my family?"

“The coven or your family,” Lilith said, “Or you could always let Caliban finalise his coup and have him turn the Mortal Realm into his personal playground, whichever you prefer.”

Zelda watched the woman's brittle smile held over her face, blue eyes turned frigid as they glared down at her. Of all the times she wanted to hex her, never had Zelda felt such a burning urge flicker through her.  

"Fine," Zelda conceded. "But I'll need to pack first, and––“

Lilith rolled her eyes, and it was the only warning Zelda had as she was grabbed and pulled into a teleportation spell. Heat and flames burnt around them before her feet found solid ground.

She was still in a half-standing position when Lilith let go, causing her to fall back onto the marble ground rather ungracefully, her knees and hands smacking against the stone. Hissing, she glared up at Lilith, watching the ghost of a smirk turn cold as she stared down at her.

"Up you get," Lilith said, "we don't have time to dilly-dally."

Zelda pushed back up onto her feet, brushing herself off. She swallowed back the growing urge to hex the so-called Regent of Hell. "I need my clothes, my materials and at least some of my paperwork while I'm down here. You couldn't wait the few minutes it would take to collect that?”

"Yes, yes, all things happen in time," Lilith said as she walked away, over to a set of double-doors, pretending she hadn't listened.

Zelda followed, marching behind her as she walked from what seemed like a parlour room through to a bedroom. There she paused, her eyes drawing over the expansive room, before noticing Lilith open up a new doorway that seemed to lead into a walk-in closet to the size Zelda had never seen before.

There were dresses, shoes and jewellery in a range of different styles, ranging from Lilith's usual attire she was familiar with to the more elaborate styles of clothing she expected of a courtier of Hell.

Despite the expansive racks of clothes, Lilith didn't do much outside of removing her sunglasses and setting them down beside similar sets. Instead, she dropped a glamour, revealing an impressive gown that seemed more fitting for where they were.

Zelda rolled her eyes, turning on her heel to admire the clothes.

Zelda turned around and looked over to the room. Her eyes flew over the ornate, dark wood bed, and then to the original works of art on the walls before looking over to the fireplace that sat on the other side of the room. Everything was beautiful and horrifying at the same time, with exquisite detail.

"I can see why you would want to return to Hell," Zelda said as she began admiring the art in closer detail. They all appeared original works, but she was hardly an expert in the field. Still, some of them were exquisite works exploring the female form or the old stories.

"Hmm? Yes, well, I did mean what I said before. I have some business to attend to." Zelda turned around and found Lilith standing before her with a deep green gown in her hands. "Now we need to come with a story about why you're here."

"I'm Sabrina's Aunt, that be sufficient enough.”

“It won’t, and it would probably be best if you didn't mention that. Caliban would use you in an instant to make Sabrina forfeit the throne. Now, put this on."

Zelda took the gown into her hand and was pleased to find it was silk to the touch. It was a rather beautiful dress, designed without all the jewels and ornaments that Lilith wore on hers, though it was embroidered with gold thread that glimmered against the dark colour.

Despite her desire to wear it, she lifted her head, looking unimpressed. "What's wrong with my current clothes?"

"They're not suitable for a concubine," Lilith said with a smirk.

Concubine, Zelda’s brain seemed to short circuit at the word. How dare she!

"I am not your––.”

"Uh!" Lilith interrupted. “Concubines don’t speak unless directed. So, unless you have a better reason as to why you've suddenly appeared and begun shadowing my every step, you will be my concubine until such a time as this cure is broken."

Zelda felt her hands clench in the silks as she went through what other reasons she could be there to serve the Queen's Regent. Advisor seemed a possibility, but there’s no way any of them would approve that. She was the High Priestess, but that raised more questions. No, in the end, nothing came to mind that was as plausible as a concubine. "Fine, but we need some boundaries."

"Boundaries later, get dressed now."

Zelda drew her spine up and glared at the woman before she stepped behind a panelled partition and removed her clothes, changing into the gown. When she stepped out, Lilith's eyes raked over her body, seeming to look for faults before she went over to her dressing room.

Zelda turned to follow when she returned with an emerald encrusted hair comb.

“Here,” she said, stepping behind her before she drew Zelda's hair down her back, gently combing her fingers through it before winding it into a knot and placing the enchanted comb into the knot to hold it in place. The touch was soothing for the moment, and when it passed, Zelda was thankful she was irritated enough with the woman to have an impassive expression for when Lilith stepped back in front of her.

"It will do for now," Lilith said, drawing her eyes over her. Zelda didn't miss the brief smirk that ghosted her lips before she flicked her eyes back up to Zelda with an equally masked expression. "Oh! I almost forgot."

Zelda rolled her eyes, it seemed there was always going to be another thing. ”What else could I possibly require to look adequate?"

Lilith smirked and then she stepped close, so close that she could smell her perfume. Zelda went to step back but was stopped as she felt the woman's arm snake around her waist, holding her firmly in place.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Zelda asked, trying to push herself away from the woman.

"Don't worry. You'll enjoy this far more than I will."

Zelda watched as the woman's face loomed closer, her lips nearly brushing against hers. Then Lilith's face tilted and Zelda could feel had breath grazing against her jawline until––

Zelda gasped as she felt Lilith bite down on her neck. Zelda went to shove the woman off her, but the biting turned to sucking, and despite how much she wanted to be angry at the brazen attempt, Zelda felt a moan rise in her throat.

Her pushing hands began to curl into the material of Lilith's dress, holding her close. The hand around her waist slid up her back and splayed against her, holding her up.

And then it was over as fast it began. With a last lick against her pulse point, Lilith pulled away, her hand slipping away from Zelda to let the woman stumble back.

"Told you," she said with a chuckle, her thumb going to fix her lipstick.

Zelda grabbed at her throat, wiping the woman's spit and lipstick mark from her neck. She knew without turning around to the mirror that the woman had left a massive love bite, the size of which she hadn't had since her very first Lupercalia.

"Why in Satan's name would you do that?" she asked, spinning on her heel to face the woman.

"People need to know you're mine," Lilith said, reaching out to fix Zelda's make-up.

Zelda stepped back, glaring at her before she turned to the mirror and fixed it herself. Her eyes kept drawing back to the massive red mark on her neck, knowing that it was precisely what Lilith had said, a mark of ownership.

Now, more than ever, she wanted to slap the woman's face hard enough that her handprint was left across that cheek. Damn her!

Ownership? Fuck that, fuck her and fucking that fucking spell.

"Now there are some a rule to go over if we're to make this work."

Zelda withheld a growl and turned back to face Lilith, "Rules?" she said. "Aside from marking me like some bitch in heat?"

"See, that's it. Try to hold your tongue. The less you speak, the fewer people we will have discerning the holes in our story. The last thing either of us needs is to be dealing with another coup while we're trying to manage this one."

Zelda drew in a deep breath, trying to not lash out at the implication. After all, it wouldn't look good if the Regent had a handprint on her face the same shape as some newfound witch in Hell, but by Heaven, it would feel good.

"So I'll just be your silent shadow, then?"

"Silent concubine," Lilith corrected. "Don't speak unless spoken to. Behind these doors, you can rant to your heart's content if you must, but this is my domain, and there's a certain decorum we must keep. I’ve been undermined enough as it is.”

Zelda stretched her fingers at her side before adjusting the cuffs on her sleeves. "Fine, but this goes both ways, when you're in my domain, you'll be a silent observer."

"Agreeable," Lilith nodded, though her eyes narrowed as she said it. "Now, chin up, back straight."

"I know how to-"

"Uh-uh, silent concubine," Lilith warned before smirking at her. "Come now, pet. I have a court to bring in order. Oh, and do try to not to drool in amazement, it's not very becoming."

Zelda glared, clenching her jaw as she obediently followed the demoness out of the bed chambers and through the hall. Lilith led them throughs corridors and stretches of bizarre empty rooms with no rhyme or rhythm that she could see. They went up and down at least half a dozen stairs, through fifteen separate doors that only lead through more hallways (ones that looked remarkably similar to the previous one they exited from) that Zelda was near-certain they were lost.

And then Lilith pulled open a set of identical doors to the last dozen they'd gone through and suddenly they were in the throne room.

"Your Grace," a demon said, running up to Lilith and bowing low before her. "You've returned."

"Yes, I was off picking something up," she said before slowly turning to indicate the presence of Zelda. "This is my High Priestess, Minion. She'll be staying with us until such a time as I see fit and I expect the same courtesy you have for myself to extend to her."

"Of course," he said, turning to bow before Zelda. "It's a pleasure to meet you, my lady. Anything you require and I'll be of service."

Zelda went to respond before she saw Lilith's eyes flashing at her with a warning. Bowing her head, she smiled politely, hoping it didn't come across as strained as it felt.

"I assume there's the usual restless rabble awaiting to meet?" Lilith inquired.

"There is."

Lilith gave a short nod, smiling. "Bring them in." As Minion rushed off, Lilith turned and gave Zelda a pointed stare before ascending the steps of the balcony and taking her place on the throne, overlooking the entire chamber.

Zelda, knowing well enough what was intended of her and finding herself uncomfortable reminded of her time with Faustus, stood beside the throne, behind it with her hands clasped before her.

Lilith turned to ensure she was correctly placed but made no comment as a group of demons were lead into the room. Most of them appeared as lesser demons, but one of looked almost like a cherub with short wings and round cheeks.

"Your Grace," the demon said, giving a short bow that Zelda could only assume was a mockery of Lilith's position. When he rose, his eyes went to Zelda's and then returned to Lilith's, quietly awaiting introduction.

"Valac," Lilith greeted politely. "What tidings do you bring from the fourth circle?"

"No tidings, Your Grace, only a request."

"What is it that you're after today?"

"There are rumours, Your Grace, that the Queen has placed a hold on all deals."

"This is correct. The Queen has also requested to review each deal before collection - I'm sure I sent a messenger to all the circle to announce this, so tell me what you're really after."

"I'm to be summoned and commanded but unable to trade what is owed. Twice now, I've forgone investments that would have otherwise been invaluable."

"Oh, well, that seems your concern alone," Lilith said. "The Queen was very clear about no new souls being bargained for, but any other deals you wish to make, say a promissory note from the client, would not be unreasonable."

"A promissory note?" Valac hissed. The demons around him echoed the hissing, mimicking the anger. "What worth is a promissory note to me. I have all the treasures I could want, or do you forget Demon Monther?"

"Use your imagination," Lilith said, tilting her head with a tight smile. "If you can't make use of the situation, then you'll lose out while others are finalising their contracts. Why Beleth was only here the other day claiming a whole new collection of soul coins he'd had transferred, perhaps you should speak with the second circle to see how their managing?"

The demon looked unhappy, his face going red with anger, but the creature submitted and bowed low. "Of course, Your Grace," he said, before kicking at the lesser demons and leading them out of the chamber.

Lilith sighed, reclining in the chair as she looked over at Zelda, her eyes washed over Zelda's expression, seeming to pick up on the curiosity. "Beleth needs to be reminded of his place. When Valac goes to war against him over his deals, Beleth will likely lose half of his land and coin, leaving them both weakened."

"How long until they realise that you caused it," Zelda asked. "Afterall, Beleth is not known for his dimwittedness."

Lilith turned and eyed her, her brow raised before she nodded. "By that time, little Sabrina should have finished her second quest, and they'll be too busy arguing amongst themselves over who should rule."

The throne rooms doors opened again, and a new set of lesser demons emerged as the attendants to a mid-level demon. Zelda resigned back to stand by the throne and listened as they went through a similar procedure as with Valac. Then a next set was brought in and on and on it went. Occasionally Lilith would comment on between the guests, but more often than not she sat proudly in the throne, awaiting the next patrician.

Sometimes the demons brought news from the levels about battles raging and wars amongst different realms (it seemed unsurprising to Zelda that both the Seelie and Unseelie courts had 'borrowed' soldiers from Hell in exchange for new souls to be brought into the pits, there also seemed a curious exchange of succubi and incubi amongst the courts that Lilith was irritated by).

Othertimes the demons brought requests. There was land in barter amongst the different circles as Kings rose and fell; mid-level demons were looking to ascend to higher levels, and ruined lords came with tithes owed to the Queen utilising soul coins, which Zelda assumed could only be what it sounded like.

When a particularly overdue tithe had been paid, Lilith had Minion bring the coins to her to count after the demon left with a low bow and humbled apologies.

"Slaughter him," Lilith said while tapping through the coins, "and ensure that Ronove takes his land without fuss."

"Of course, Your Grace," Minion said with a humble bow.

The coins appeared iron in nature, imprinted with an infernal design, but as Zelda craned her head towards it, she felt the oily presence of dark magic. More so, she could swear muffled cries were coming from the coins. She drew closer and then the box was snapped shut. Lilith looked up at her with a sharp smile. "I wouldn't get closer if I were you.."

"I take it Sabrina has no idea towards Hell's currency."

"Of course not, could you imagine her trying to upheaval the very foundation of Hell? No, best we wait until she's finished 'intro to economy'."

Zelda rolled her eyes, "Sabrina will not be attending a mortal college."

"Are you certain of that?"

Zelda faltered and stepped back into her place as the doors opened again, and a new set of patricians entered. Zelda felt her feet begin to ache. How much longer would they have to listen to the demons whine––she was exhausted by it, and she wasn't the one answering them.

In truth, Lilith managed the Demon Princes efficiently, listening and picking at their words so that when they provided half-truths, she extrapolated the remaining parts that were left unsaid.

Over the different court tidings, it became apparent that her overall technique was to guide the Kings to do what she wanted by telling them no, then allow them to throw a tantrum before they ran off to disobey like teenagers, inadvertently doing the very thing she wanted them to do.

There were a few that required more delicate manipulations: gentle words and half-said implications leading them to their own conclusion, but otherwise, it was a more direct approach.

When the last prince had left, declaring war against the seventh circle kings, Lilith had waved him off and smiled with far too many teeth for Zelda's likening.

"Why would you want him to do that?" Zelda asked.

"They're equally matched, either they'll slaughter one another or one will survive with a half kingdom ripe for the taking." Lilith turned and looked at Zelda. "I have to amuse myself some way amongst all this."

"It seems that you're mostly setting war against the different circles."

"War is profitable if done correctly," Lilith said, pushing off from her throne. Zelda suspected there was deeper reasoning to it but didn't inquire any further.

Following Lilith, they exited through a hall, into a dark chamber, lit by a single, large fireplace. The room felt stuffy and overheated, but Lilith moved to sit in an armchair by the fire and ease into the leather cushions.

Zelda looked over the room. There was a single bookcase with hefty tomes the size of her head that took up the entirety of one wall. She drifted over to it to inspect when her wrist was caught in Lilith's vice-like grip.

"I wouldn't touch them if I were you. They have a habit of biting back if you don't handle them correctly." Lilith let go of her wrist and then seemed to ease back in the chair as if she was preparing to nap.

Zelda drew away from the bookcase and instead moved to sit down in the armchair across from Lilith. "Is that all for your day?"

"You think all I do is tirelessly listen to the rabble complain?" Lilith asked.

"I have no idea what you actually do. I assume there's some bureaucratic component as well."

"Yes, well, Hell does ever so love a good useless meeting. The paperwork is almost as infuriatingly overcomplicated as Baxter High's had been."

"You actually worked while you were at Baxter High?"

Lilith's eyes seemed to flash, almost as if she was considering what Zelda's head would look like on a spike. "What, you think they would have allowed me to ascend to that position if I wasn't competent? Of course, I did the paperwork, and far better than whatshisface had."

"What's next for you, then?"

"Afternoon tea," Lilith said. "And then a discussion with the council."

Afternoon tea seemed just to mean wine, cheese and grapes, which Zelda didn't mind at all. She had a goblet of wine (a decent bottle, but by no means a celebratory one) and allowed herself some of the biscuits and cheese.

The cheese had been commendable with a sharp bite, but the biscuits were stale, which was when Lilith had reminded her that the food in Hell would never be fresh. Zelda had had her share of delicacies around the world and had tried most things that wouldn't immediately poison her, so stale crackers and sharp cheese were the least of her concerns.

The meeting, however, was excessively dull. Lilith sat her on her left-hand side (as a show of honour) but made no introductions towards her, and when the Kings had prompted the comment, Lilith had stared at them as if they'd lost their head before she moved back on topic towards the circles of Hell.

It seemed to make the kings only more interested in her, and more than once she felt one was reaching out towards her when Lilith would quickly snap their attention back to her with an outrageous comment that would send the Kings in a flurry of arguments.

Having attended her fair share of faculty meetings at the Academy before Sabrina had come into her life, as well as after, she was somewhat competent at presenting a curious expression at the discussions when all she wanted to do was roll her eyes every time one of the King's spoke.

Honestly, she had thought Faustus could hold a monologue, but he had nothing against these kings.

By the end of the meeting, Zelda couldn't tell what had been discussed but gathered that nothing had come from it aside from half-written minutes being ratified.

When the Kings had left, Lilith looked rather pleased with herself, which Zelda couldn't understand. All the Kings had done was talk in circles, make strawmen arguments against one another and declare that Caliban would soon rule and at least be competent where Lilith was not (though Zelda seriously doubted this, the little she heard of Caliban, the more she thought that he would fall within a week and leave the Nine Circles crumbling in his wake).

"Please tell me that was the last of it."

"For another day, at least," Lilith said as Minion brought out new goblets and wine. Two lesser demons also stepped in and began placing food onto the table, though once they'd left, Lilith had grabbed at Zelda's wrist. "I wouldn't eat that if I were you," she warned. "But it is entirely up to you. I won't truly stop you."

Zelda looked down at the place and focused on it before the glamour shifted, and she saw what was really there. Maggots rolled over the food, and with the glamour lifted, so had the sweet smell of rotting vegetables.

"What is there to eat aside from cheese and fruits, then?"

"Honestly, nothing," Lilith said, taking a piece of fig and sticking it into her mouth. "Well, there's tea and alcohol, but I wouldn't use that to replace all of your meals."

"Tea, then," Zelda sighed, pushing away her plate.

"Minion!" Lilith summoned. Zelda closed her eyes, waiting to see if the ringing would stop in her ear. She was almost sure that the woman had done it to shock her intentionally. "Would you please make a fresh pot of tea for my priestess?"

"Of course, Your Grace," Minion said, before bowing upon his exit.

Zelda eyed his departure before turning to Lilith. "Was there any reason we couldn't have left our supposed relationship as Deity and High Priestess?"

"Yes," Lilith said, and then didn't elaborate.

Zelda felt her headache growing again. "Which is?"

Lilith popped a date into her mouth before reclining back into the dining chair and taking a slow, deliberate drink of wine as she maintained eye contact with Zelda. When at last, the goblet was placed back on the table, she looked at the witch with faux puzzlement, "what was your question again?"

Zelda closed her eyes, trying to remember why she shouldn't strike Lilith. Number one being that Lilith could snap her neck before she had time to do it. If she was honest with herself, a part of her believed that it was still worth an attempt.

Her eyes flew open as Minion set down a pot of tea, cup and saucer before her from a silver tray before then placing down a sugar bowl and receptacle of milk. "Thank you," she said.

Minion bowed before taking the silver tray back to wherever it had come from.

As he left, Lilith shot her a look. "What did we discuss?"

Zelda poured the tea, and place two cubes of sugar in it because, at this stage, she deserved something in her belly,“ and gave a look of innocence to the Regent.

"Something about concubines being an absurd role to play?"

Lilith placed a grape in her mouth before flicking her eyes away, apparently contemplating her desire to snap Zelda's neck, going by the tension in her jaw.

"If you can't hold your tongue, I will hold it myself," Lilith said when she looked back at her. There was a playful look about her, but Zelda could see the threat in the way her hand clutched at the fork a little too tightly.

"It was merely a sign of social propriety. I hardly think Hell is going to fall around us."

"Do you want to find out what happens if it does?"

Zelda brought the cup of tea to her mouth and just met the woman's stare with her own. If Lilith wanted to play at threats, she wasn't afraid to bite back. Neither of them knew how deep this bond ran, and she knew enough about bindings to go wrong that the death of one of them could mean the end of them both.

Zelda drank her tea with some enjoyment and was pleased when Lilith announced it was time for them to retire for the evening.

Heading back seemed a much shorter route, however, and with the passing of only a couple of doors, she found herself in Lilith's bed-chamber, the door closing behind them.

Relief at being out of room eased her shoulders and Zelda moved to remove the hair comb and then her dress, leaving herself in just the camisole she wore underneath.

Lilith, however, had moved to sit by the fire and was glowering low in her seat towards the flames.

As Zelda went to return the dress into the walk-in closet (that was massive) she realised far too late that she'd exceed the fifteen feet and found herself stumbling backwards as if her whole body had been elastic and just snapped back.

She looked back at Lilith and then, muttering to herself, draped the gown over the panelled partition.

"Is that how you hang your clothes?" Lilith asked, looking away from the fire. "I would expect that from a child."

"Well unless you're going to stand up and move closer, I can't put the dress away."

Lilith stared at her before muttering under her breath and pushing up from the chair.

Taking the dress, Zelda walked into the wardrobe and placed it carefully onto the hanger, knowing that Lilith would critique any wrong move, before putting it where she assumed it was meant to go.

Lilith huffed behind her and reached up to take the dress and moved it into an entirely different, but similar section. Zelda watched her before rolling her eyes. There was nothing visible about the distinct separation and knowing Lilith enough over the last day, she was half sure the woman did it to annoy her.

"Now that's done, can we sleep?"

"And just where do you think that you will be sleeping?" Lilith asked as she began spacing her clothes out like she was some Hell forsaken retail assistant trying to look busy. "Because I take the bed.”

“You can’t be serious. Where do you expect me to sleep?"

Lilith shrugged, smiling over her shoulder. "By the fire?" she suggested.

"Like a servant? Are we not meant to be playing some role of Concubine serving the Regent?"

"I thought you wanted just to play the High Priestess, Zelda. Have you changed your mind?" Lilith turned to face her then, and Zelda knew she was stepping into dangerous waters. "Or would you like to play a different sort of game?"

Zelda froze, uncertain if she should step towards the woman, or as far away as possible. She knew Lilith was intentionally looking seductive for some reason. It could be just to get sex, which if Zelda was honest, wasn't something she was entirely against, though Lilith certainly didn’t deserve it after her attitude today.

However, it was just as likely that Lilith was scheming to humiliate her in some way, and Zelda was not interested in becoming some literal toy. She had some dignity.

Standing tall, Zelda schooled her expression and glared at acting Queen of Hell. "If someone's likely to come waltzing in your bedroom, we should at least be masquerading as having some type of close relationship."

Lilith stepped forward to her then, her smirk widening as she lifted a hand to play with the length of hair that draped over Zelda's shoulder. "And what type of close relationship were you hoping to masquerade as?"

Zelda snatched at the woman's wrist and stared at her until she let go of the copper curl. "Let me make this very clear. I have the coven worship you because it serves my role and because they need some type of stability after everything that happened with the Dark Lord. That does not mean I have to like you, especially after the trickery you enacted against Sabrina for the last nine months."

"And here I thought we were becoming friends," Lilith said dryly, pulling her wrist out of Zelda's grip and stepping back. "Fine, get into bed, I'll join you soon."

Zelda observed the woman, not dignifying her with a response before she turned away and headed out of the wardrobe. She didn't climb into bed straight away, instead, standing at the doorway until Lilith had emerged in an emerald dressing gown, her hair pulled over to one shoulder.

Then, they walked over to either side of the bed and stared at each other, both waiting for the other to make the first move as if they were in some kind of witch's duel.

Finally, Zelda gave in because the entire situation was absurd and she was exhausted and starving and had a million things to do at the Academy tomorrow.

Pulling the cover and sheets back, she climbed into the bed and watched as Lilith did the same. The witch then exhaled and all light but from the fireplace was extinguished, leaving the room in a dull orange glow.

"We'll head to the Mortuary first so that I can change, and then to the Academy."

"As you wish," Lilith hummed beside her.

"And you'll do as you promised? Not a word."

"I'll be on my very best behaviour."

It would have to do, Zelda thought to herself as she stared up at the canopy of the bed. She could see images of on old fable carved intricately in the would, looking almost alive as the firelight danced across it.

The bed was large enough that they could probably fit two people between them, and yet Zelda felt as if she could feel the woman's body almost grazing against hers. She closed her eyes and tried not to notice the small movements beside her as Lilith turned to her side.

And then, slowly, she felt herself sinking into sleep.

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OC Masterlist

Doing this because I really want to be organized with all my ocs, so here we are. Some haven't been drawn or given a proper introduction and some do in some aspect, but I'm still listing the one's I've at least talked about or put a tag for.

Everything is under the cut!

Misc. (OCs for a storyline that I'm still working on, oof)

Willow 'Will': Order is incorrect

Archibald 'Archie': The annoying younger sibling?

Hugh: Order is incorrect

Deacon: Who can't say no? - The annoying younger sibling? - Taking paint samples - Order is incorrect

Diana: The annoying younger sibling? - Order is incorrect

Lucca: The annoying younger sibling? - Order is incorrect

Elios: The annoying younger sibling? - Order is incorrect

Zenovia: The annoying younger sibling? - Order is incorrect

Cassius: Order is incorrect - Pros and Cons of Dating

Darcia: The annoying younger sibling?

Rufus: Just vampire things

Nancy: Who can't say no?

Jianyu (he's a revamped OC): Who can't say no?

Rosangela: Who can't say no?

Danganronpa OCs

They have their own blog that I'm still trying to get up and running so I just have small drawings @ask-the-socalled-symbols

Tomoko: Pets

Katsumi: Pets

Gō: Pets

Hatsumomo: Who can't say no?

Dictatorial Grimoire OC

He has his own blog and I'm actually planning to make him a TWST OC. Yes, he's pinocchio and will be twisted from pinocchio as a twst oc. @grimoire-pinocchio

RWBY OCs

Sapphire: Open about past and selves?

Pepper: Open about past and selves?

Olivette: Open about past and selves?

Dawn: Open about past and selves?

Beau: Who can't say no? - Open about past and selves?

Quinton 'Quinn': Open about past and selves?

Rowan: Open about past and selves?

Tokala: Open about past and selves?

Twisted Wonderland OCs

I actually do have some drawings posted for just some. I have others, but I haven't even begun posting for them.

Spellman Brothers (Basil, Magus, Cosmo): Sketches

Cosmo Spellman: Profile

Rasmus: Concept/Design - Meme

Magus Spellman: Profile

Basil Spellman: Profile

Morpheus: Meme - Profile

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No Sooner Found ~ An AU Riverdale Fan Fic Chapter Five:

Chapter 1   Chapter 2  Chapter 3  Chapter 4

No Sooner Found ~ An AU Riverdale Fan Fic Chapter Five:

In Mayor Lodge's Office.... Hermione "I actually agree with Lucero. I mean Lucy. You deserve a nice long vacation. " over the previous six Month Hermione and Daphne had become friends as Hermione realized her husband was a dangerous man who only feared brilliant women. "For being brave enough to warn me about Hiram. I am paying for a round trip ticket for her to go to Paris for two weeks with Mister Fogarty. God knows the men we married ruin everything they touch but your daughter makes me feel hope." 

Daphne "Sierra McCoy says the same thing all the time. "

Meanwhile at the Whyte Wyrm......

Lucy "i still can't believe they cast me to play Maria. Maria is supposed to be Latina. it would make so much more sense if they cast Veronica and made me the Understudy."

Fangs "I am even more surprised that they accepted me as an understudy for tony."   Lucy sat on his lap and he wrapped his arms around her.  "FP are you sure things will be okay when Lulu and I go to Paris for Spring Break." FP "NO it is fine we can all use break after everything that has happened." he said.  "Lucy's I've been meaning to ask what was the funerary prayer you said at Midge’s Funeral 2 years ago." 

"It was the funerary lament from Stephen King's Dark Tower series. I rewrote Parts."    she looked at the  other "Last time I read that was at my grandmother's funeral."

Betty reaches over and grabs her hand "You are brave and you are good."

"Say Thankee, Betty. It is hard to believe next year we'll be high school seniors."   Betty nodded and pulled Lucy into the bathroom "Juggie wanted you to be the first to know before we make a formal announcement.  He gave me a promise ring.  When it feels he will ask me to marry him."

Lucy smirked and pulled the chain around her neck out of her shirt "I Guess Serpent boys get the same idea. my ring needs to be resized."  she looked at her friend

"So have you and Fangs?"

"No we plan to in Paris." she smiled "How are Polly and the Twins doing?"

"they are Doing great, they are walking and Polly is allowing them to bond with Sheryl and Nana Rose." she hugged her "We are going to be family. Did you here Kevin is dating your brother."

"That was my idea they deserve each other."

Spring Break...Paris Lucy and Fangs cuddle on the patio of the DuPres manor Guest House "Since you are Emancipated minor we could easily get married in Paris."

"I know, but i would rather get married with all our friends and family around us they are all in Riverdale." she smiled "Before you ask, Sabrina is a witch." we've been pen pals since i was about six years old.  Great Aunt Angelique  has been friends with Spellman family since she was an Exchange Student in Westbridge."

"Lucy, you don't need to go all the way. It means enough that we are relatively alone, in Paris and you are willing to.  IS the guy glaring at us a servant?"

"No, that is my second cousin, Pierre.  he is one of Angelique's sons. he kind of resents me for being a female DuPres Heir." she explained: “Also he's glaring because he knows he has to be invited in to get past the wards. His mother is a witch and she put wards up around the house so we would be left alone." Meanwhile in Riverdale at Fred Andrews' House. Daphne Jones knocks on his door and when he opens she kisses him "I am tired of being alone Lucy told me before she left i need to live for myself I spent most of my life living for her and i will always be there when she asks for my help but she is right."  Fred closes the door behind her and they go up to his bedroom

At Pop's.... Jughead looked at his friends "Archie are you insane you can't just threaten Hiram Lodge."

Archie "I need to make amends somehow. you remember shortly after your cousin started dating fangs and she said in a grey hoodie and mask attacked. her. That was something that Hiram sent me to do."   I think she knew who i was when she looked into my eyes.  Hiram is intimidated by women who are smarter than he is and Lucy has always managed to stay three steps ahead of him."

Jughead "Probably why Ronnie and Lulu became best friends. they both have selfish crazy Dads."   

Late May.... Veronica walks into the Whyte Wyrm "Quick turn on the news footage of the Cannes Film Festival."  they See Lucy and Fangs on camera being interviewed. Even though they are both clearly nervous they are handling it with grace.

Lucy [on TV] Did you say it is May 18th. Awesome it is my birthday.

Fangs "Believe us we were totally surprised when the production company asked us to represent the movie. When it was Lucy's Cousin Forsythe Pendleton Jones The Third who wrote the script. Instead of Having a traditional Hollywood premiere they plan to premiere it at the newly reopened Drive-In Riverdale." Lucy "Merci,  if our friends and family are watching this in Riverdale. see you soon. we miss you." after the tv is turned off... "Did anyone else notice that Lucy is wearing an official engagement ring. her promise ring has her birthstone and his one and the ring she was wearing was a star sapphire." Cheryl said

"Most of us are guys, Cheryl. we are not going to notice something like that." A week later at Spa In Greendale...

"I keep telling you, i am not saying a word. " she blushed as they soaked in the hot tub. "I will say it happened after the Cannes Interview."  she blushed

At the Whyte Wyrm.... "I would rather not listen to you talking about romantic evenings with my cousin, Fogarty." "Jughead, is it true that Lucy was voted your second in Command?"

Jughead nodded FP had retired from being the Serpent King and Officially made Jughead the leader and it only made sense, because Lucy protected the Serpents as much as he did. "My Aunt is dating Fred Andrews."

Meanwhile at Daphne's house "I will admit when i first found out i was like what the hell and then i realized you both deserve a second chance."

"FP, why do you still wear your Serpents Jacket when you retired."

"It an alumni jacket. they were Lulu's idea. I always knew that kid was special."

at the Spa In Greendale Lucy "FP and I already agreed that whenever I  get married i want him to walk me down the aisle.  He's a more honest man than Quentin Collins. During Christmas break, you will all be able to meet my half Sister Genevieve. Great Aunt Angelique is working on getting her passport."

Polly "I am just saying Jason and I was careful and I am the mother of two-year-old twins." later at the restaurant in the spa.  "You do need not tell us anything, Lucy. we're only teasing. I never thought i would have any female friends,: "Trust me, Polly. I never thought i would be accepted by anyone outside the Serpents." Veronica "they said the food would be out in 20 minutes."    she said "I heard the rumor that Archie's dad is going to be your new stepfather." 

"Really Ronnie?" she takes a sip of her water "I am just glad she is allowing herself to be happy."

To Be Continued....

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Sadly still don't have any proper scans of the anniversary issue, but here are some sneak peak images! Slow month so far

So far, I'm getting a serious early 90's Sabrina vibe, reminiscent of her times at Gravestone Heights!

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Greendale

Baxter High

The lights of the city went dark and in the sky was a skull. It was ominous to say the least but after everything the city had been through, it was just another night in Greendale.

It left as fast as it came and Roz cursed at the fact she couldn’t see it but let the anger go. She was sick and tired of being angry and she was done with all of that.

Putting her hand over the newspaper, she read the Braille beneath her fingers. Suddenly, she was transported somewhere else.

She was standing inside an old warehouse and she could smell the pungent smell of vomit mixed with the metallic smell of blood and other things she just didn’t want to think about.

She saw bodies lying everywhere. Blood stained bullet holes riddled the walls then she saw him. A man with a gun, he turned her way, he was wearing a vest with a skull shaped design on it. He looked right at her. “He can’t see me” Roz thought to herself but he headed right towards her.

“Who are you kid” the man said with a gruff but somehow soft tone to his voice. Roz was going to answer but the words got caught in her throat.

Suddenly the world was dark again. She was back in the school library. She sighed and caught the smell of Sabrina’s new perfume and smiled.

“Hey ‘Brina” Roz said putting one hand out and smiled when Sabrina took it. They had their up and downs over the last year but they made it through still friends, and she believed they always would.

“What did you see Roz?” Sabrina asked knowing what the look on Roz’s face meant. “Alright ‘Brina this one’s different from the others. I was reading an article about Frank Castle, aka The Punisher, you know the one that skull that appeared in the sky belongs to, well he got exonerated and I was about to read the whole article when I had one of my visions.

But this one wasn’t a vision ‘Brina it was like I was there. I was in a warehouse and there were dead bodies everywhere. I could literally smell the blood and vomit and other disgusting smells.

Then he turned around and looked right at me. He asked me who I was ‘Brina and then started coming towards me and that's when you came in and snapped me back thankfully” Roz said in a mixture of excitement and fear.

Sabrina wrapped her arms around her friend trying to hide her own excitement and sense of fear. “It’s ok Roz, I’m not sure what this means but we will figure it out together. For now, us beautiful ladies have a dance to get ready for. Prudence is waiting for us back at my place. Theo is getting ready with Harvey and Nick” Sabrina said and her and Roz left the library and headed towards Sabrina’s place.

Sabrina’s house

Prudence was waiting for the two of them in the parlor with Dorcus and Agatha. All three girls looked amazing.

They all had on a black dress with gold lacing following the slit up their right legs. Their leggings were a more red color and they had on high heeled boots of black and gold.

Sabrina licked her lips and went over and gave Prudence a deep, passionate kiss. “You look sinfully beautiful tonight my dear Prudence” Sabrina said with a purr. “Have to look my best for the daughter of Lucifer himself” Prudence said with her normal snark which made Sabrina hot again.

“You all look amazing” Roz said from the door with a smile. All eyes went to Roz. “You can see Roz?” Sabrina asked confused. “No but I’ve learned to use the cunning to my advantage. For small periods of time I can use it as my eyes right where I am” Roz said smirking. Sabrina went over and hugged her friend. “Roz, you never fail to amaze me” Sabrina said and the two of them headed upstairs to change.

About an hour later Sabrina and Roz re-emerged. Prudence gasped. Sabrina was in a blood red cocktail dress with stockings and heels of the same color. Roz was working it as well. She had on a gold and sapphire cocktail dress with white stockings and gold heels.

Prudence went up the stairs, took both girls by the hand, and guided them down the staircase. “Thank you Prudence” Roz said blushing. “No thank you mortal, you look absolutely delicious tonight” Prudence said ending with a kiss on Roz’s lips. Roz let a soft moan leave her lips making Prudence smile wider.

Then Prudence turned her attentions to Sabrina. “My, my Sabrina that color does suit you well” Prudence said as she ran her hand up Sabrina’s thigh and kissed her. Sabrina kissed her back.

“I don’t want to be a bother but I’m sure the boys are awaiting us at the dance” Roz said thinking about Theo waiting for her and smiled.

They all nodded in agreement and headed out. What was supposed to be just a fun school dance will turn into an evening none of the girls will ever forget.

New York

A warehouse

Frank looked at the empty spot. About a minute ago there was a teenage girl standing there and now, nothing. “Hey Micro, you see that?” Frank asked over the com he didn’t want but David made him wear. “I did and now I’m worried spirits are following us” David said his voice a bit shaken. “Dammit Micro, with all the shit that’s out there these days you go with spirits” Frank said annoyed and with a swift motion he picked up his duffle and headed out to the van.

He threw his duffle in the back and climbed into the passenger side. David knew that meant “don’t talk to me, I’m thinking” so he just started the van and headed to the bunker.

The Bunker

When they got there, David just got out and went inside while Frank stayed in the sagging position he had been in the whole drive there.

“Hey Frank, you might want to see this” David called out in a half enthused, half panicked voice. Frank slinked his way out of his seat and headed inside. He was immediately jolted out of his stupor when he saw David’s monitor.

It was the skull. The skull he wore on his chest whenever he went to work. Except it was in the sky over a town he had never heard of. What the hell was this world coming to was all his brain could muster. Between super powered people and things falling from the sky, Frank was becoming overwhelmed.

“What are you going to do Punisher?” David asked mockingly. “I’m going to this Greendale and see what I can find out. They seem to be calling me out and I’ll be glad to answer. You coming?” Frank asked knowing the answer.

“I can’t Frank. Leo has a school play and Zach is trying out for the football team. Leo is going to be heartbroken though Uncle Frank won’t be at her play” David replied trying to talk Frank down. The look on Frank’s face told him it didn’t work. “I’ll make it up to her plus I saw the practice run” Frank said knowing it was going to take a mountain of gifts and apologies to make up for it.

Giving David a quick hug and exchanging goodbyes, Frank headed to the van and slid into the driver's seat. He hated leaving David, Sarah and his kids since they had been so kind to him but he had to know what this weirdness was. Starting up the van, he waved to David and headed out.

A gas station

Frank pulled into a gas station about an hour out of Greendale. He was tired and hungry and the damn van needed gas again. He hadn’t left the van except to get gas and food. He was sleeping in the back with the two stowaways he had found about a day out of New York.

He looked back and couldn’t help but smile at Leo and Zach who were sleeping soundly right now in the back. He offered to bring them home but David said it was ok and that it would be a nice break for him and Sarah.

Quietly getting out of the van Frank went into the store to pay for the gas. As he walked in he could immediately feel the trouble brewing.

At the counter was a man and he was looking frantic, searching his pockets for money presumably. Frank stepped over to him. “What’s the problem?” Frank asked tapping the man on his shoulder. The man turned and said “my wallet's gone missing mate and I was just trying to get a bite to eat”.

Sighing and knowing he had to get back out to the kids, he put a wad of cash in the man’s hands and then went up to the counter and paid for both the man’s food and the gas.

Without another word, Frank headed outside and wasn’t too thrilled when the man followed him. “What can I do to repay your kindness?” The man asked as soon as they stopped at the pump.

“Do you know a good inn in Greendale?” Frank asked placing the pump in the van. The man looked at him and smiled. “I’m actually on my way back to Greendale, why don’t you stay with me and aunts. My name is Ambrose by the way” the man said holding out his hand.

Frank shook it. “I’m thankful Ambrose but I’ve got two kids in the back and i have to think of their safety and i wouldn’t want to put your aunts out” Frank said as he put the nozzle back on the machine. “Totally understand but my aunts are good people and have lots of space and my aunt Hilda is a great cook” Ambrose proclaimed.

Frank thought about it and nodded. “Get in the van and thank you for the hospitality” Frank said and got into the drivers side. Ambrose jumped in and couldn’t help but stare at the hot man next to him. After losing Luke and then the fall out with Prudence he thought he had given up on finding someone but maybe he had a chance.

“My name is Frank by the way” Frank said as he drove. “Nice to meet you Frank” Ambrose said smiling. Both men only talked when Frank needed directions but Ambrose was sure he felt a connection.

As they pulled up to The Spellman house, Ambrose felt elation mixed with uncertainty but all in all things looked like they were on the up and up for him.

Frank picked up the sleeping Lieberman's and followed Ambrose inside not prepared for the crazy that was coming next .

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Erja Lyytinen brings the Warmth of Finnish Blues to Bristol Tonight

    Tonight The Tunnels welcomed Erja Lyytinen and her support band Red Butler to Bristol for the first and definitely not the last time. Tuesday night was blues night that filled the arches with music that was full of energy and played with style.

Opening tonight Red Butler with their new line-up that many in the audience had not had the opportunity to hear yet. Alex Butler, Mike Topp and Charlie Simpson are joined by Dan Spellman on vocals and guitar. With a change of vocalist, the dynamics of the band have definitely changed. The interactions between the four members on a cramped stage space was natural and full of energy that is the fuel for their rocky blues. With Dan as the vocalist adds a harder edge to their sound, which certainly suits the direction they took on Nothing To Loose. The set reflected this with the numbers taken predominately from the album. The new vitalized Red Butler tonight added to their skills some brilliant harmonization between Alex, Dan and Mike. The whole set was played with aplomb, the sound was very tight and the interplay between the guitarists was intuitive and worked well set against the rhythm section.

Calm Before The Storm was a highlight, they nailed it. Other highlights of a short set that showcased the band was Belly Of The Blues, rearranged and sounds better with new vocalists adding a layer of drama. Crowd-pleasing cover of Bobby Bland’s Ain’t No Love In The Heart of the City. With the rocky edge more akin to Bernie Marsden/Whitesnake version and sounds wonderful and the audience gladly added their voice to the chorus. Mike took the role of the wolf, complete with a mask for Big Bad Wolf, combined with the music adding to the live experience. A great set, the only pity was not more people had turned out on a Tuesday to hear blues rock at The Tunnels.

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Short break, change of sound man, Mikko Kiviniemi takes charge of the desk as Erja Lyytinen and her band take control of The Tunnels. For those familiar with the queen of the slide guitar, already familiar with her new direction on Stolen Hearts her current album provided anticipation for a night of full-on blues that flexes its muscles. Her music explores and captures the vibes of funk, prog rock and more. The energy flowed from the stage and across the venue. The band was determined that everyone was going to have fun and be left with a memory of musicianship that brought music alive.

  The band provided the cascading backdrop of sound from which Erja could fly with her vocals and guitar. Tonight in control of Hammond and keys from the magical energised fingers of Harri Taittonen. Whilst the deep and sometimes dark rhythms were delivered by bassist Juha Verona and Kai Jokiaho on drums. A powerhouse captured in a quartet.  Erja the flying Fin with her sparkling Sapphire blue guitar and glass slide set the second half of the evening into a tumultuous celebration of the blues, a theme she returned to throughout the evening.

Despite the disappointing turnout Erja did not disappoint with a wonderful balance of authentic Blues, Blues Rock and ‘Proggish Rock’ showcasing why she is so popular and is gaining a fan base whenever she plays in the UK.  Her guitar work is impeccable, full of grace and style and her interaction with the audience is warm Erja Is the real deal. The set delivered was storming as they played the last gig of the current UK tour.

With numbers from Stolen Hearts including the title track that was a highlight with lots of joyous interaction and community singing for the chorus. The centre piece and the absolute highlight of the evening was Black Ocean. With deep driving blues textures, heavy riffs and rhythms reflecting the ocean swell dark and dangerous. Erja tonight bought prog-blues to Bristol. We loved it. Showing the depth and breadth of style across the album we had slow blues a thing of beauty as Slowly Burning curled around the arches. Then Rocking Chair the interaction between guitar and bass is immense. As Juha, on bass reflects the rocking beat of the Rocking chair. Live musical magic.

With a Ko Ko Taylor cover, full of slide blues that is rooted firmly in the original African source; and delightful instrumental solo from Erja as she showed the styles of the greats. A medley full of subtle changes and interest that was delivered with fun as she asked the audience if they knew of BB King, Charlie Patton and many more.

With Cross Town Traffic given the Erja treatment along with her version of Steamy Windows an opportunity to be sexy with the audience and get close and personal with Juha on bass. All too soon it was time for the final numbers.  People get Ready where we were treated to guitar that resonated the tone and style of Jeff Beck. Erja tonight was Queen of the Blues. Her playing majestic, stylish with a hint of bedevilment and fun. Live music doesn’t get much better than this!

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