#caos prudence imagine

[povofjustme]

CAOS

Both Prudence blackwood and Ambrose Spellman wanting you

You being a witch

I would like to think Prudence and Ambrose would already be together

You had been at the school most of your life but they never noticed you

You had some class with Prudence but she never once looked your way

Maybe you were in a different group of friends or you was just shy

They both were the type to be outgoing and live in the moment

Which to you, was just trying to finish the academy in one piece

Never go out and party

Or do the same exact curricula in the magic school

Now this is how the 3 of you met

You had just got done with exams and your friend Elapeth wanted to celebrate. There was a party happening at the school and she wanted you to go with her

You didn’t want to go. Party’s are not your thing

But she convinced you to go, talking about how she was going to be lonely and it was going to be a one-time thing

So you agreed, not thinking you were going to be doing what you did

Elapeth got out an outfit that she knows you was going to look good it. And make you look hot as

At first, you were just watching your friend have fun. Dancing with everyone around her. You stayed at the bar and watch

Dorian saw you, asking if you wanted a drink. At first you said no but the more he was talking about a drink that he thinking you would like. The more you wanted it.

It started with one drink but it was so good that you had about 6 of them

You didn’t know what he up in them but it made you feel good. Made you wanna dance

So you did just that, first dancing with Elapeth and the others around you

Everyone was pretty much on top of each other but you were paying know mind.

Just dance your little heart out

You could feel eyes on you

But like who wouldn’t, you are FINE ASF)

There was someone behind you, holding on to your hips and moving to the music

You put your head back to whoever it was

Surprise, surprise

It was Prudences

She gave you a devil's smile

You never seen her so close before

But the music was moving your body too much to care

She started to whisper in your ear

“I never knew you could dance like this. You even got Ambrose mesmerized”

You looked straight across to see the famous Ambrose

He had a drink in his hand, arm spread out above the couch. Man spreading

The look in his eyes didn’t make you want to look away

You can tell he was looking at your body, prudence was placing her hands

On satan’s life, you never thought this would happen to you

The next song was slow and desirable

You close your eyes for a second and then he is there

Ambrose was in front of you

You were in the middle with them, doing things you never thought would happen to you

Prudence kissing your neck while Ambrose was sucking the soul out of you

( I mean kissing 😏)

And then they switch positions

The whole night it was just the 3

At one point in time, they shared a look

Pulling you away from it all

(Let me know, I will add more details for a different story )

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You woke up at a house you had never been to before

You looked under the covers to see that all your clothes were missing

You didn’t know what Dorian did you those drinks - you didn’t know if it was a good things or a bad thing

But all of a sudden you could feel someone shifting onto your side, laying an arm across your stomach

You look to see it to be the one and only Ambrose in your right

Your eyes widen out

He was still sound asleep

You look the other way to see Prudence facing the wall to your left

Your first thought was that you had to get it out of there

Slowly, quickly, and quickly as you can, put your clothes on. Walked out to the hallway so you didn’t wake them

And teleported yourself back to the Academy

Taking a shower and looking into the mirror

Hickeys !!! All over

You had to put on a black fitted turtleneck shirt on 

You thought that they weren’t going to remember you. That you was just a one night stand

You knew you could

So you walked down the hallways of the school hung out but walked like nothing happened

But heaven you were wrong

Remember the class you have with her now

You walked in and sat in your normal spot, next to Melvin

You were behind the two other weird sisters (Dorcas & Agatha)

Prudence counted a glimpse of you and walked over

Once again you didn’t think largely of it but not until you saw Melvin packing his things and walking to a different place

But you didn’t care, you led on the cold table

But didn’t say a word to you in the lesson

Waking out of the class, it was time for lunch

You sat in your regular seat, you sitting on the outside while Elapeth sat on the inside

Just talking about upcoming words for some classic

Out of nowhere, you had Ambrose on your right side and Prudence on your left

Just like the night before

Now you thought you didn’t get people's attention

YOU DO NOW!!

Prudence moved closer to you

“You thought you were going to get away that easy?” - prudence

“What are you talking about?” - you

“Last night, you made quite that show” - Ambrose

You got up from the table to get away from the eyes

“Where do you think you going little dancer?” - Ambrose

“Away from you both, I don’t know what happened last night but it was a mistake” - you

“Oh no it wasn’t, we had a taste of you. And won’t stop until we can have all of you “ - Ambrose

“You belong to us now. And everyone will know it!” Prudence

“For satan's sake, what are you talking about!”- you

“Look at your neck, arms, back and inner thigh. It says otherwise” - Prudence

You better pray to satan that you are dreaming this all

[frost-queen]

To have and keep (Reader!Scratch x Weird sisters)

Requested by: anon Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @merlin-dahlia, @alex--awesome--22 @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly@denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco@subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @swampthing07, @melsunshine, @panhoeofmanyfandoms, @venomsvl, @the-uncoordinated-house-cat, @rosecentury,  @imagines-by-her,  @evilcr0ne, @vviolynn

A/n: I apologize for the shortness of it, but I wanted to write something with little time.

You rushed out of your room, your brother waiting for you outside. – “Got everything?” – he asked removing himself from against the wall. You hummed loud with your backpack strap hanging over one shoulder. – “I’m actually quite excited about doing classes outside.” – you told him as he followed your pace. Nick scratched the back of his head with a nod. – “Yeah sure it is something else.” – he answered.

You nudged him in the rib for his obvious lack of enthusiasm. – “What?” – Nick said smirking. – “Nothing just your enthusiasm is to die for.” – you responded with a laugh. – “That could be arranged sister.” – he came leaning in closer with a wide smile. Shoving him away from you, you rolled with your eyes. Hiding that smile on your lips. Nick and you rounded the corner coming into the open hall with the statue of the dark lord.

By the entrance stood the Weird sisters. They turned at the same time making Nick quirk his eyebrow up. Elegantly they walked in sync over to you. – “Y/n.” – Prudence purred out with a catty smile. – “You must be cold darling.” – She snapped with her finger as Agatha undid her of her jacket.

“We wouldn’t want you to have a cold in this lovely weather.” – Agatha spoke placing the jacket over your shoulders. Nick furrowed his brows. – “Why are you so tentative to my sister?” – he questioned dumbfound by their charm towards you.

Dorcas sighed deep with a shake of her head. – “Little Nickie.” – she said belittling him a bit. Nick gave her a disgusted look, clearly not liking her tone as she grabbed his shoulders. – “We like your sister.” – she whispered in his ear. Nick brushed her off him, brushing his hand over his ear with a shudder. – “We adore her.” – Agatha said hugging you from the side. Prudence stared at Nick. – “She is ours to share.” – she stated as Nick pulled you back.

“Not in hell.” – Nick answered with mockery in his voice. Prudence pulled her lip up in annoyance. – “Nick.” – you said gently touching his arm. – “It’s alright. They are very gentle with me. I promise you they aren’t doing anything weird with me.” – you reassured him. – “They better not.” – Nick answered brushing his thumb down your cheek.

Agatha cleared her throat wanting your attention again.  Dorcas grabbed your hand pulling you closer to them. – “Come Y/n let us escort you to class.” – Prudence said wrapping an arm around you. Dorcas took your other arm, letting her head lean against your arm.

Nick sighed deep going after you. The Weird sister’s couldn’t stop touching you, wanting you close. A cool breeze swept some leaves over the ground. The coming of October slowly announcing itself. A glamorous season for witches.

Prudence closed your jacket better so no wind could draft underneath your clothing. – “Warm kitten?” – Prudence asked while Dorcas was stroking your arm. You hummed softly seeing your brother roll his eyes behind you. Nick came closer pestering the Weird sisters away like a flock of annoying birds. Waving his hand around for them to move. They hissed at him, clamping even harder onto you.

“Oh get over it!” – Nick called out annoyed taking you by the arm. He pulled you away from them. The Weird sisters started to cry and whine loudly at the loss of you. – “Babies.” – Nick told you as he kept pushing you away from them. – “Don’t you ever get annoyed with them?” – he asked. You had to think for a second. – “Not really… sure they can be invasive, but they are always gentle and sweet with me. Unlike any stunts they performed on Sabrina.” – you and Nick recalled it very clearly how wicked the Weird sisters were towards Sabrina Spellman when she first came to the academy.

They never did any tricks like that on you for some reason. It was as if you had charmed them by just being present. They worshipped you. Nick and you walked into the forest close to the academy to where the class would be held. Some leaves already started to fall. Leaving you with that cozy end of September feeling. Fall was your favorite season. Pale trees. Crunchy leaves scattered on the ground. Pumpkins, full moons, and witchy hours.

By the witches circle of mushrooms stood Sabrina. She waved at Nick. Nick and you waved back at her. Nick patted you on the back going over to her. The moment Nick had left your side, you felt a pair of hands grab onto you. Getting pulled a bit back, there were more hands on you. – “Little kitten I have missed you.” – Prudence said brushing her cheek against your shoulder.

Agatha nodded with pouted lips letting her head rub against your upper arm. Dorcas stood on the other side stroking your arm with delight. The three of them guided you towards the witches circle forcing you to sit down. Agatha came laying her head down on your lap. Dorcas and Prudence each by your side. Dorcas took out your book, holding it open for you.

“Can you read it well enough?” – she asked holding it up. You nodded with a soft hum taking the book from her. – “Shall I take your notes Y/n?” – Prudence offered. – “That is alright Prudence.” – you told her. Agatha looked up to you with sweet eyes. – “Pretty sister.” – she said humming afterwards. Prudence nodded. – “If you didn’t have a blood link with Nickie, you’d be our fourth sister in a heartbeat.” – she said.

The teacher arrived as he didn’t say anything about how the Weird Sisters hung over you. Dorcas kissed your cheek sweetly during class. Agatha played a bit with your hand as Prudence kept brushing her hand over your back. It was still a bit of a mystery how the Weird sisters came to like you. From across the witches circle you saw your brother shake his head in disappointment. You simply shrugged your shoulders not even minding that much.

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[multimilfs]

The Weird Sisters x Fem!Reader: Beneath a Hungry Moon

Summary: The Weird Sisters + 101 -- "This feels dirty." "That's because it is."

Prompts found here!

AO3

A/N: This fic made me realize how much I miss CAOS. Might have to rewatch at some point soon!

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Tag List: @escapetodreamworld @ghostsunderstoodmysoul @multifandomfix

Warning(s): Unconventional Relationships

For as long as you could remember, you dreamt of participating in the Lupercalia celebrations. The idea of running beneath the moon with someone and losing yourself in the pleasure that followed sent a shiver down your spine—or did, before you found three witches you couldn’t tear yourself away from, and realized the matching would tie you to a man for the night. 

You look down on the preparations with thinly veiled upset. Father Blackwood had forced your hand, all of your hands; you would participate in the Lupercalia celebrations or face strict punishment. His eyes had settled on Prudence when he let those words spill from his lips and you gave in to assuage the fear rolling from her. 

Forcing you to participate didn’t mean you would follow the rules, though. 

It’s a perfect plan. You’ll play along, circling the young warlocks until you inevitably have to choose one, but that will be as far as it goes. The night would be yours to experience with your three favorite witches with the tricks up your sleeve in play. 

Hands wrap around your waist and you lean back. A soft pair of lips kiss your neck. 

“What are you thinking?” Dorcas asks curiously. 

“Nothing,” You pat the hands around your waist, all too aware of listening ears, “Just taking in the scene.” 

“Are you still upset that we can't celebrate together?” 

You want to spill your whole plan because Dorcas sounds so sweet, worrying for you even though you know she’ll enjoy tonight no matter what. She has her eyes on a few of the more devious warlocks. Nick Scratch, if you’re being specific, though Sabrina Spellman will fight her every step of the way. 

Turning in her arms, you kiss her sweetly. She deserves nothing less for how considerate she’s being of you—how considerate she always is. 

“I’m not thrilled about it,” You say honestly, “but I want you to have fun.” 

“I don’t think I’ll participate—past the Matching, I mean.” 

You raise a brow, “Dorcas, you love warlocks.” 

“It will upset you.” 

“Sweetheart, I’ll be okay. Your heart will still be mine at the end of the night, won’t it?” You ask. 

Dorcas nods so hard you fear for her neck. As if to send the point home, she kisses you, pulling away to press similar kisses on any swath of skin she can see. It makes you laugh, holding tight to her. 

Her smile is relaxed and sweet and you know you’ve said the right thing. You haven’t lied—you don’t mind who any of your witches physically engage with, as long as their heart remains with you—but you don’t really intend on Dorcas enjoying whatever warlock she ends up with. It’ll just throw a wrench in your plans if she isn’t in the woods on Lupercalia. 

“You’re so good to me.” Dorcas sighs dreamily. 

You hum, “Don’t let anyone else know that. It’ll be our little secret.” 

She giggles and steals another kiss, before rushing from your arms and back to her room in a whirlwind. You should be preparing too, but you’re more worried about getting everything in place than dolling yourself up.

A flash of color in the corner of your eye makes you turn. Leaning against the bannister, watching you with an inquisitive stare, is Sabrina Spellman. You’re really not in the mood for her dramatics but plaster on a pleasant enough look anyway. 

“How are you okay with it?” Sabrina asks. 

“Okay with what?” You ask, tilting your head. 

Sabrina moves closer and stands at your side, the two of you looking down on the set-up with matching expressions of distaste. One of you does a better job masking it than the other. 

“Dorcas spending the night with someone else.” 

Ah, you think. You shrug and try to see it through Sabrina’s eyes; it must be odd to go from the image of married perfection to a world where monogamy is an old idea. You can understand the institution of marriage, as your parents were married, but they both engaged in their fair share of witches and warlocks. Being a witch is sin and that’s never been something you saw as an issue. 

Looking at Sabrina, you try to take her in, wishing you could read her thoughts. Does the sin and lust bother her? Her aunts raised her, but how much did they really show her of her magical community? Maybe Sabrina’s idealism towards humanity isn’t entirely her own fault. 

“It’s just sex,” You shrug, “It’s fun and pleasure, but it isn’t what we have.” 

“But Dorcas is yours. They all are, aren’t they? You’re not bothered by someone else having them?” Sabrina prods. 

You sigh, “I don’t own anyone, Spellman, that’s the point. We share things. Bodies aren’t sacred things to be hidden away for witches and warlocks, their vessels of lust and greed and pleasure. Why would I ask my girls to deny the very thing we were all made for?” 

“You say witches and warlocks don’t consider bodies sacred, but my Father did.” 

“Your Father was an anomaly. He had a few points about getting along with mortals, sure. But his views were… are odd for our society.” 

Sabrina is the one examining you now. She looks at you like she’s missing something and the answer is in your face. When you give nothing away, she sighs and puts her head in her hand. 

Teen angst radiates off of her. Whether it’s a Sabrina thing or humanity thing, it’s annoying, and you put some distance between the two of you. You don’t completely walk away though. Something feels unsaid and you’re in no rush, so you follow her line of sight to none other than Nick Scratch. 

You bite back a laugh. 

Nick Scratch is an entertaining guy, sure, but you’ve never understood why all the witches fawn over him. You remember a whole host of stories Prudence used to tell you about him when they were going out and he seemed like any other warlock. But Sabrina has latched herself onto him and you feel a kind of empathy for her. 

It’s hard when you love someone more than they love you. You remember the feeling before you found your witches. Nobody deserves to feel it, not even Sabrina Spellman, magnet for chaos. 

“You were upset when the rules of the Matching were explained to you and now you’re not. Why?” Sabrina says. 

“I was upset I couldn’t spend the evening with my witches,” You shrug, “But my enjoyment and theirs doesn’t depend on if we’re together. I just wish we were.” 

“Witches are weird.” Sabrina decides. 

You laugh and pull back from the bannister, patting her on the shoulder, “Okay, half-witch.” 

Sabrina rolls her eyes so hard you can practically feel it, but you continue past her and down the stairs back to your room. Dorcas is nowhere to be found and neither is Prudence, though her things are laid on her bed. Agatha sits at the mirror painting her lips a shade close to black. 

You walk over and lay down on her bed, watching her work. Agatha tilts her head when she looks at you. 

“You’re not getting ready.” She says. 

“I will,” You shrug, “I’m not in any rush.” 

“Are you still upset?” 

“No, just… disappointed. Warlocks aren’t really my thing, so it cuts the enjoyment.” 

Agatha sets down her lipstick and comes to sit next to you. She runs a hand through your hair, looking down with a smile, curious. You try to sit up and kiss her. A hand in the center of your chest stops you, her small smile now a wide grin. 

You pout and lay back down, folding your arms over your chest. 

“Don’t pout, I just applied this lipstick.” 

“You can reapply it.” 

She pauses as if thinking it over and weighing the time she has. A small spark of hope sits in your chest and you turn, propping your head up on your hands. Agatha looks gorgeous in white. It’s rare to see the gloomy coven in bright color and you can’t say you mind the change; black is good for any occasion, but white makes them look good enough you forget the occasion. 

You’re most excited to catch a glimpse of Prudence. As long as you can remember, she’s wrapped herself in deep blacks and purples, even an occasional red. The only thing you recall being brighter is the cream-colored slip she wears to bed sometimes. 

A pair of lips is pressed to your own and you startle before Agatha’s hands on your face soothe you. She takes her time and thoroughly explores your mouth with her own. It’s like being drunk and you feel like you could sway despite sitting down, clasping her arms to remain upright. 

It’s different to Dorcas’ quick kisses and Prudence’s teasing ones, Agatha kisses like she’s putting you in a trance. And you almost hate to admit that it works every time. 

When you pull back and stare up with glossed eyes, Agatha giggles, and wipes at your mouth. The dark color is spread all across her face and you can only imagine how it looks on you. 

“Are you happy now?” Agatha asks. 

“Extremely.” You smile. 

She shakes her head, but looks just as happy, “You really should start getting ready.” 

You open your mouth to offer an excuse. 

“She’s right.” Another voice interrupts. 

Prudence stands in the doorway, clad in a figure-hugging white dress. It’s longer than either Agatha’s or Dorcas’ with a split up the right side, exposing one of her legs. She looks practically ethereal. Something about the color brings out the glow in her cheeks and makes you swoon. 

She walks down the steps and makes her way to your side. When she looks at you, there’s something in her eyes you can’t decipher. But you forget it just as easily when she leans down and kisses you, slowly, but not long enough. She laughs when she pulls away and you try to follow. 

“You agreed to participate, darling. It’s time for you to get ready.” 

“Why? I won’t get much from Lupercalia.” You challenge. 

Prudence’s eyes are knowing and she smirks, “Oh darling, I don’t believe that at all.” 

Somehow, she knows. You can’t ask how with Agatha in the room, but she knows, and you know it. You nod and get off of Agatha’s bed to get your things from your chest. Kneeling at the end of the bed, the lock is warm in your hands, a sign your spell is holding tight. 

There’s an audible click! When you whisper the incantation under your breath and the lock opens. You sift through your valuables until you find the outfit you chose for the evening. It stands apart from that of your witches, but isn’t different enough that it’ll make you feel alienated. It’s a lovely silver garment that feels like silk in your fingers. 

Agatha and Prudence eye it with interest, eyes curious and lustful, but say nothing as they leave the room to let you get ready. 

Everything goes according to plan at the Matching; everyone is paired up, including yourself. You luck out with your friend Zander. He’s like a taller, wider Ambrose Spellman, with dark dreads he’s dyed white at the ends. Fortunately for you, he shares your lack of… interest. 

You’re careful to go through the motions and not arouse suspicion. The Courting is actually fun for the two of you. You paint one another with the blood and milk but lay under the moon talking. It’s nice, a relief to be near a warlock who isn’t driven by his lust for the festivities of Lupercalia. 

Then comes the Hunt. 

Your witches look stunning. It takes everything in you to even let them out of your rooms, but you give in, if only because your real plans involve being in the forest together. 

Ambrose blows the horn to signal the start and the chase is on. You do your best to keep your eyes on Dorcas and Agatha; you trust that Prudence will appear when the time is right, since she’s managed to catch onto your plans. 

You catch Agatha and her match first. The place they’ve chosen isn’t hidden well and before he can lay another kiss on her, you’ve stuck an eldritch root under his nose. His eyes roll back in his head and he loses consciousness. 

“Are you going to help me?” You ask Agatha, laying her match gently on the ground. 

She’s pouting, “I was having a good time.” 

“I had plans for the four of us… but I guess if you’d rather stay with him…” 

“No, I’m coming.” Agatha sighs. 

You kiss her sweetly, just long enough to assuage any lingering upset. 

“I’ll let you have some extra fun with him at Dorian’s tomorrow.” You promise

Her beautiful face splits into a giddy smile and you laugh. Grabbing her hand, you pull her with you through the crowds of still-running matches, ignoring the screaming of a few girls, though it threatens to grate on your nerves. 

There’s dozens of girls wrapped in red, but you can’t seem to find the one with red hair. Then you hear it. Somewhere ahead is Dorcas’ voice, declaring something in hushed tones. 

You don’t look to see who she’s hanging on before shoving the root beneath his nose too. He drops and you catch Dorcas before she can fall too. She fights your hands and turns, freezing when she sees you and Agatha. 

“I see what’s going on here,” Dorcas giggles, “This feels dirty.” 

“That’s because it is.” Prudence says. 

She’s appeared seemingly out of nowhere and leans against the tree behind you. Her smile is devious. You can’t help the excitement in your chest at everything falling into place. 

“Shall we, darling?” Prudence asks you, making Agatha and Dorcas turn to you as well. 

With a smile, you flee into the woods, laughing. You hear them laughing and calling behind you. It doesn’t take long before you’re captured and the four of you finally engage in the Lupercalia celebration, mad with desire, beneath a hungry moon. 

[myinsanitysoul]

AU Hazbin Hotel/ CAOS charlastor slow burn

Charlie as sabrina

Alastor as "lilith/nicholas" he's her mentor

Vaggie as Harvey

Emily as rosalind

Lilith as zelda

Eve as hilda

Angel as theo

Lucifer as himself

Stolas as Ambrose

Helsa as prudence

I imagine Alastor as a voodoo sorcerer who would guide Charlie toward the path of Hell and chaos. Alastor is trapped in a binding pact and wants to break free.

Charlie is raised by her aunts, including Lilith, who is actually her biological mother. Stolas is the cousin/uncle of the family, with significant knowledge of magic.

Charlie is 16 years old and must sign her name in the Book of the Beast. She doesn’t yet know that Lucifer is her father.

Alastor guides her and gradually falls in love with her, though in a somewhat unhealthy way at first. He watches her sleep, stalks her, and is jealous of her relationship with Vaggie. His goal is to become king with Charlie by his side as his queen.

Charlie is still a teenager who dates her girlfriend Vaggie and spends time with her friends Emily and Angel.

She is forced to attend classes at the magic academy, where Alastor is a senior student and tutor.

She eventually grows distant from her mortal friends out of guilt and grows closer to Alastor.

[thorniest-rose]

Have you seen the chilling adventures of Sabrina? I was just thinking in my head about how there should be a stranger things CAOS AU so I was trying to figure out which characters would be which and I was like “hmmm I wonder who would be like prudence” and THEN I was like “I don’t know who would be like prudence but you know who would have hot takes on this??? Thorniest-rose would.”

Omg!!! You are so sweet! I have seem CAOS but only the first season, I much preferred the original comic which was a lot darker. And I actually had an idea a couple of months ago about a Sabrina steddie AU where Steve is the young witch and Eddie is the dark warlock cursed to live in the body of a cat and is now his familiar. Just imagining a very pervy black cat Eddie watching Steve undress and clawing any girl he dates to shreds, but being affectionate too, like curling up in his lap and sleeping next to him. And then one day Steve finds a spell that turns Eddie back into a man for a short period of time and he sees how sexy he is with his long dark hair and the runes tattooed on his body and he quivers all over. Eddie turns back into a cat but now Steve is deadset on finding a spell that will turn Eddie back permanently, even if it means using some very dark magic 💜

[queennsansa]

Hi! Can you do the HP meme game for CAOS characters? I'd love to see what you come up with! Kay, thanks, bye!

Thanks for the ask, it's been a while! Alright, here we go...

Sabrina

Nick

Harvey

Zelda

Lilith

Rosalind

Ambrose

Prudence

Agatha

Hilda

Father Blackwood

Lucifer

Have you ever read a 6/11 fic?

Have I ever read a Roz/Father Blackwood fic? No, and I have no desire to :’) what a way to start off this questionnaire!

What would happen if 12 got 8 pregnant?

What if Lucifer got Prudence pregnant. You should see my face right now. Nope, not answering that. That would be a very different show.

Can you read fics about 9/3?

Hmmm, I’ve never read Agatha/Harvey but I’m not opposed to it. We don’t know all that much about Agatha but maybe he’d be good for her!

Would 2 and 6 make a good couple?

Nick/Roz? Honestly, I see the vision. I’d read that. She has enough spark to intrigue him while being a bit steadier and nicer than Sabrina. He has that sad bad boy thing going on and I don’t think she’d be all that charmed by it, but maybe if she got to see him in a different light? I’m here for it!

5/9 or 5/10?

Lilith/Agatha or Lilith/Hilda… Okay you know what, I think Lilith/Hilda would be genuinely hilarious. Hilda has some serious darker depths and I think she could keep up with Lilith. A real opposites attract. Wouldn’t last, but wouldn’t it be fun to see the journey?

What would happen if 7 walked in on 1 and 12 making out?

What if Ambrose walked in on Sabrina and Lucifer? He’d hopefully perform an exorcism.

Make a summary for a 3/10 fic.

Goodness. Okay.

Ten years after Harvey left Greendale, a mysterious and disconcerting message has him returning to his hometown. He encounters a ghost town with only one light in the dark night—the Spellman house. And his ex-girlfriend’s aunt Hilda, who seems convinced Greendale is dying and Harvey is the only one who can save it. Together, they attempt to solve the mystery of what happened to Greendale, but more lurks outside the house than just the ghosts of their past…

Is there anything such as 1/8 fluff?

I’m sure there’s Sabrina/Prudence fluff out there but I’ll be honest, that doesn’t seem like the appeal of a pairing like that. I’d like to see some enemies-to-lovers, messy angst.

Suggest a title for a 7/12 hurt/comfort fic.

Ambrose/Lucifer? Lol. Okay. Well, the song I was listening to when I got to this question was a cover of Franz Ferdinand’s Take Me Out by Young Summer. It’s not giving hurt/comfort vibes but maybe in their own way it could be? So there, a line from the song as a title: "A Shot Away From You". Nicely ambiguous and eerie.

What might 10 scream out in a moment of passion?

Hilda would absolutely scream out “oh dear” or something.

If you wrote a 1/6/7 fic, what would the warnings be?

Sabrina/Rosalind/Ambrose. Aside from the ‘incest’ warning I think this would be quite wholesome actually!

When was the last time you read a fic about 5?

I’m not sure I’ve read a Lilith fic before, I usually stuck to fic about the kids. Wouldn’t be opposed, I could be here for Lilith/Zelda for example.

“Sabrina and Agatha are in a happy relationship until Agatha suddenly runs off with Zelda. Sabrina, brokenhearted, has a one night stand with Father Blackwood and a brief, unhappy affair with Lucifer, then follows the wise advice of Lilith and finds true love with Harvey.” What title would you give this fic? Name three people on your friends list who might read it. Name one person who should write it.

I love that this like… almost makes sense? Sabrina/Harvey as endgame cracked me up. I would name this fic “long story short” after the Taylor Swift song. I wouldn’t make anyone write or read it though.

How would you feel if 7/8 were canon?

Don’t have to imagine, Ambrose/Prudence remains iconic. Probably ended up being one of my favorite relationships on the show.

Do you think 9 is hot?

I think Agatha is hot, yeah. Apparently the actress is still dating Tommy Martinez which is a gorgeous couple if I’ve ever seen one.

What kind of plot would you use if you wanted 6 to deflower 8?

What if Roz wanted to deflower Prudence? Seems… improbable lol. Maybe Roz could be the first person Prudence has sex with where she actually has feelings? I think Roz would be very respectful and Prudence would be a little standoffish but then melt. Of course there’d be some world-ending drama that would force them to work together, which would get them talking and Roz would see past Prudence’s prickly shell.

If you wrote a songfic about 2, what song would you choose?

Looked up my Nick playlist for this. I’ll go with something angsty set during season 2 and say Julien Baker’s Shadowboxing: “When you watch me throwing punches at the devil / It just looks like I’m fighting with me.”

What would be a good pick-up line for 9 to use on 10?

A pick-up line for Agatha to use on Hilda... Hilda’s really getting around here. Hm, I think Agatha wouldn’t be cheesy with her pick-up lines, she’d just put on a sexy little dress, show up at Hilda’s door and be like “I know you want me”. And that’d be that.

What is 3's super-secret kink?

I think Harvey would have a praise kink. Is that super-secret? Wait, no, okay, alternatively I think he’d be into cuckolding. Has anyone written that fic? They should. I’m imagining a Harvey/Sabrina/Nick AU for Sara Cate’s Give Me More and it sounds amazing in my head.

Would 11 shag 9, drunk or sober?

Father Blackwood and Agatha—yes, but it would be a ploy of Agatha’s to bring down Blackwood and it would work.

If 4 and 7 got together, who tops?

Zelda would top Ambrose. Tell me I’m wrong.

[obscure-imagines]

“Sabrina you’re boring me, send over your lovely Cousin.” Prudence said, waving her hand.

“you mean Ambrose?”

“no the other one.” Prudence rolled her eyes.

“Y/N?” Sabrina asked in shock.

“yes, she is quite delectable isnt she?”

[dimitrescus-bitch]

Dating Prudence Blackwood

She wasn’t someone who let just anybody become her friend

If she liked you, she wouldn’t be as mean to you as she was everybody else 

The day that Prudence had decided to be nice to you had been a complete surprise 

You were a gifted witch, and Prudence normally didn’t like people who challenged her position as head bitch 

She let you get close and then somewhere along the line, your weird pseudo friendship turned into a real romantic relationship 

She wasn’t one for small displays of affection, but she wasn’t distant with you by any means 

In private, she was much softer and things tended to be more innocent 

That was when Prudence stopped fearing outside judgement, when it was just the two of you 

There were whispers in school about the two of you, but those didn’t last very long 

You were Prudence’s distraction from Sabrina, who you really didn’t mind 

Mortals weren’t all that bad, it wasn’t like they were capable of as much harm as before 

Prudence didn’t really share that outlook with you, but that didn’t stop you from trying to get her to see things from your point of view 

There are quite a few things that you don’t see the same way that she does, but you’re mature enough to look past that 

Besides, those aren’t really issues you need to worry about while you’re in school 

Prudence doesn’t understand why you want to spend so much time in the mortal world, even though you know she enjoys the trips that you take with her 

“We’ll never last forever if you insist on spending most of your time acting like a silly little mortal.” 

That’s when you realize Prudence loves you, like legitimately 

“It keeps me grounded Prue. Maybe you need to be grounded a little too.” 

The look she gives you after that is charged with tension that you can’t wait to unwind.

[fandom-imagination-ss]

imagine: walking into the academy and prudence and Caliban checking you out as you pass

[santanicohell]

lace and leather | prudence x reader

your one and only pleasure all decked in lace and leather

Your mom was a succubus and your father a warlock. Which not only means you are one of the Academy's most talented witches but you also can make any boy or girl you want fall head over heels for you.

But there is a problem, not all witches and warlocks have what you need, what you desire, what makes your blood rush and your body sweat. Of course they would help a little, but it was as if you were a dog in heat. You need someone that would satisfy your craving, make the ache between your legs go away. That someone is Prudence Night.

The entire day the only thing in your mind was Prudence, from the way she walked and talked to the way she would take you on her bed in times like this, how she would make you come over and over again, the way she would hold your hips when she was kneeled in between you thighs.

"Prudence, please, you know only you can make me feel good, you are my one and only pleasure, God. Please i need you so bad." No matter how much you begged her she did not care. And she did not have any mercy towards you when she picked her outfit in the morning. She wore a lace dress and leather boots. God she know that dress would drive you mad, you wish she'd stop teasing you and just take you already. She did eventually give in. Prudence made you see stars that night and you are sure everyone in the Academy heard it.

[povofjustme]

CAOS

You broken me

Angst

Summary: PB and AS had keep you a secret from the world. You had enough and broke up with them. Now they wish they can turn back time

prudence blackwood x ex lover x ambrose spellman

PSA- didn’t proofread it was too sad

There were days at the academy where you felt alone. It’s been 6 months now that you have been dating the witch and warlock and they still didn’t want to make it public. They would always hands on each other and or kiss and you would sit right there acting as if you had nothing to do with it.

At first, when they told you that they wanted to keep quiet, you didn’t think much about it. But the the longer it went on, you just felt like their dirty little secret. It was not fair to you. They would be all over each other in front of you in FRONT of other people. But if someone was to come up to you asking you, you would end up with the slice treatment from Prudence and Ambrose would just look disappointed. It wasn’t far.

The two nights before the Lupercalia you were all in the Ambrose bed you in the middle. After getting done devils tango. You got up grabbed the first shift to put on and used the bathroom. Washing your hands and waking back out. The two were whispering to each other.

“What are you two talking about over there” You walked back in and sat at the end of the bed. They both have a look on their face, and you could make out the look.

Ambrose was the first to break the moment of silence. “Uh was we just talking about the Lupercalia” he started with. “So what about it?” You asked “Well I know we talked about all 3 of us doing it together” he kept talking about it but it made you feel uneasy. “And we were hoping you can sit this one out” Ambrose finished out. “What do you mean? A month ago you promised we would”

You can feel the tears slowly falling out. This isn’t the first time they broke a promise. Prudence had crowded into your side, putting her hand on your shoulder. “ I know we did but” “But what Prudence? You guys always do this to me” You kept your voice low and steady. Since being with them, you have practiced talking while crying. Somehow it would always be you doing the crying because of them.

“Babe if you can just listen to our reasoning, you will understand” Ambrose came closer to you two but that’s not what you want. You started to get up slowly and put on your clothes. “Hey, hey now. Where do you think you’re doing” Prudence didn’t look like it but the sound of her voice panicked. “I thought we were having a sleepover?”

“You two can, am going home” one hand on the door handle. You feel someone's hand on yours. “No, you’re not. You are going to stay here and -“ “No I am not. I want to go home and sleep” “You can sleep here with us!” Prudence was now starting to show the panic. “Why would I?” “Why would you not?” For the first time in a while, you can hear Ambrose in the back.

You couldn’t take it anymore, and you didn’t understand why you told it to go on for so long. You had enough, you were tired of it all. You just wanted to go home. “Am done for the night, so let me hand go, now” Yet again, your voice was low and steady. “Not until you listen to us. So sit down”

You didn’t look at them. You just said a little spell under your breath and her hand was off of yours. You fast-walked down the stairs and put your shoes on by the door. You could hear the two coming. But then you saw Sabrina out of the corner of your eye. “Hey, I didn’t know you would be here” “Don’t worry, you won’t see me here again. Goodnight Sabrina” They gave you a ring a while ago. You knew they used it to locate you. You slipped it off your hand and gave it to Sabrina. You didn’t want them trying to find you.

“Here, I want to give this to you.” You grabbed her hand and put it on her right hand. You saw her put it on. “Wow, you want me to have this. It looks meaning” Sabrina had been a very good friend to you since she got to the Academy, so you hoped she didn’t think much about it. She didn’t even know about the 3 of you. You saw Prudence and Ambrose on top of the stairs. You hugged Sabrina and said goodnight. You just wanted to get out of the house and away from them.

That night you went home, not the Academy. You lived in the next town over. Riverdale. You took a shower and went straight to sleep after. The morning your parents didn’t even know you went home. You knew you needed an excuse to “stay home and play sick” you just needed your space. And your mom did just that. She called Father Blackwood and told him you came down with a stomach bug.

~

You didn’t go to school for two days and you knew they were trying to contact you. Back at the school, they wanted to talk more and get you to understand them. But what was there to understand?

They found out that you gave Sabrina the right and wasn’t happy, mostly Prudence. But more upset that they couldn’t find you.

You wanted to end the “relationship”. And you were going to do just that. You had two days to yourself and then back to school. Not even being about to walk in your first class, someone grabbed your arm and pulled you into the empty room right across. You almost fell but Ambrose had got you before the floor did. He held you into him. You saw Prudence shut the door.

“Where the hell have you been, you went MIA on us.” Prudence was not having it. She went straight to the question. You could feel Ambrose's hands holding on you for dear life but you stepped out from it and fixing your outfit you had picked out. “We have been worried sick about you. And the little trick with the right, it wasn’t funny” You can feel her anger in every word

“You have nothing to say?” You looked down. “Am done” Your had thought everything through. You were going to break up with them at The Spellman home. And tell them you can all still be friends. But that all went out the window at the moment.

“What do you mean you done” Ambrose spoke out. “Am done, I can’t do this anymore. The hiding, the sneaking. Acting like am always the third wheel in front of everyone. Am done being y’all secret” You kept it all together. The days you were gone were spent crying your heart out. You had no more tears to give.

“You can’t surely mean that love, am sure we can talk about this” Ambrose spoke out but you weren’t having it. “But I do mean it. This, as isn’t working anymore. Am breaking up with you. This is me deciding for myself. And I know my worth, and this isn’t how I should be treated. You broke me!” But by the time you were done talking. They both had tears in their eyes

“Please say you don’t mean that? Please Tell me you're not going through with this!” Prudence y’allied out at you. You never in your years of knowing her seen her this mad. “Are you sure you wanna be yelling, don’t want people to know about me, right?” You wish it wasn’t this hard for them to let you go. It was clear, everything was clear for you now.

“We can give you some space and talk about this again, okay?” Ambrose stepped closer to you with every word. You could tell he was trying, trying to make you rethink everything. But you couldn’t, you were ready to go out and dance with whoever you wanted. Talk to whoever you want. Go on dates with someone(s) and hold has with that person(s) out in public without them feeling like they had to hide you. You wanted to be loved, not just in the dark.

“Respect my decision, mine.” They knew you weren’t gonna back down. You were never the type too. “We will respect your decision,” Ambrose said at last “You can’t be letting her do this!” “I am and we will. She just told us she isn’t happy. We need to let her be happy Pru”

There was nothing for you to say. You walked to Ambrose, gave him, and kissed him. You could feel him pulling you in more, knowing this would be the last time. When the moment was over you walked up to her, the woman you thought you were gonna be with till the day you die. She didn’t wait for you to say anything. She walked into your arms and kissed you. The kiss had so much love and passion. You didn’t want to let go but at the end of the day. This is for you.

No one said a word when you opened the door and walked out.

[frost-queen]

Prudence

• Wicked to the bone (Fem!Reader)

• Feast of feasts (Fem!Reader)

• Wicked betrayel (Fem!Reader)

Sabrina Spellman

• Sleep over ( Sabrina x Harvey)

• Take me back (Fem!Reader)

•  Honesty (Fem!Reader)

• She’s mine (Fem!Reader)

Nick Scratch

• Typical dad ( Morningstar!Reader)

• Earned it 

• What a man gotta do 

The Weird sisters

• How could you! 

• Shared deal 

• To have and keep 

Susie/ Theo Putnam

• Allow me ( Non/Binary!Reader x Susie)

• One-year anniversary ( Fem!Reader x Susie) 

• Wolves // au ( Fem!Reader x Susie)

•  Queen Bee ( Reader x Susie)

• Who is in control? ( Reader x Susie)

• Who is in control? // Part 2 ( Reader x Susie)

• Heartburn (Nymph!Reader x Theo Putnam)

• 9 crimes (Fem!reader x Theo) - Warnings! Abuse!!

• Feeling sick (Reader x Theo Putnam)

• First Christmas (Reader x Theo Putnam)

•  Goodbye’s (Fem!Reader x Theo)

Ambrose Spellman

• Spark at first sight 

• Witching hour

Caliban

• Where angels fall

• Welcome to hell

[multimilfs]

The Weird Sisters x Fem!Reader: Step by Step

Summary: Anon requested “Hey can you do another weird sister x fem reader where the sisters find out reader hasn't been eat ? I love the other one you did with btw !! 💜”

AO3

A/N: I really hope you like it, anon! I’m not entirely familiar with issues of this nature, so I did my best to make it as sweet as I could. 💖

Tag List: @multifandomfix​ @ghostsunderstoodmysoul​

Warning(s): References of Disordered Eating 

The first thing you noticed when waking up, was that a blinding ray of sunshine was aimed right in your eyes. The second, your bed felt suspiciously empty of your three favorite witches.

Turning away from the sunlight, you cracked your eyes open to look around the room. Agatha, Prudence, and Dorcas were sitting around a desk, talking and laughing as they poked fun at one another.

You watched them silently for a while, enjoying seeing them so happy. Things had been so stressful lately, you hated seeing them upset.

Out of habit, Prudence’s eyes flicked to you for a moment. Then they sparkled as she realized you were awake, a smile pulling at her mouth.

“Good morning, sleepyhead.” Prudence said sweetly.

“Morning.” You said, giving her a small smile.

Before you could move over to them, they had rushed over to sit around you, including you in their antics. You didn’t even have to sit up. It made you feel warm, being surrounded completely by the witches you loved.

You noticed the breakfast they were eating and your stomach growled. Dorcas was talking too loudly for them to hear it, but it made you feel slightly ill. If it became obnoxious, your girlfriends would catch on and bother you about eating. Then it would throw off your entire schedule.

Agatha saw you eyeing her meal and held out a spoon to you. You shook your head quickly, nearly too quickly. A sad frown spread on her face, but she didn’t push the issue any further. Prudence did where Agatha didn’t.

“Are you not hungry, darling?” Prudence asked curiously, brushing a piece of hair out of your face.

“Not yet.” You shrugged and gave her what you hoped was a carefree smile.

“At least eat dinner with us then.” Dorcas suggested with a bright tone. Her smile was a little too wide, which was likely due to the sugar-saturated cereal in her bowl.

As you realized what she said though, you felt ice cold panic hit you. You didn’t want to tip any of them off to what was going wrong. Of course you knew that it was harmful to you, but you liked the way you looked because of it. Your girlfriends wouldn’t care about your reasoning.

“I can’t,” You said slowly, “Sabrina asked me to go out with her human friends and I promised.”

Though their faces fell, they all nodded.

“That’s okay, honey, we’ll do it another time.” Agatha was the first to recover, leaning forward and stealing a quick kiss.

“Of course.” You said, relief causing you to relax.

Prudence and Dorcas also stole quick kisses, never ones to be outdone, before settling in sweetly. The three of them exchanged gossip and talked off assignments while laying in various positions around you. It was the perfect way to pass the day.

��—

Dreadfully bored after her own dinner with Dorcas and Agatha, Prudence went to borrow a few books from the Academy library. On her way back, she was surprised to see Sabrina Spellman enter the building alone.

“Sabrina, what are you doing back so soon?” Prudence asked, a note of confusion in her voice as she clutched the books to her chest.

“What are you talking about?” Sabrina asked in return.

“Y/N said she was having dinner with you and your mortal friends. Isn’t it a bit early to be returning? Without her, no less.”

“Prudence… I never had any plans with Y/N for tonight. I didn’t even see my human friends.”

“That can’t be right.”

“It is. I was spending some time with my Aunt Hilda and Doctor Cee.” Sabrina said with a shrug, “She’s probably hanging out somewhere though.”

As Sabrina walked off, it left Prudence feeling deeply upset. You didn’t make a habit of lying to them. A promise of honesty is what made your relationship so wonderful. Now, you’d left her wondering about the truth.

“Sisters, has Y/N been acting odd lately?” Prudence asked Dorcas and Agatha, after rushing back to their space.

“Not really. She seems to be herself.” Dorcas shrugged.

“I never see her though.” Agatha sighed sadly.

“Sabrina Spellman said that she wasn’t with Y/N,” Prudence explained, sitting down to try and let out some of her concern, “Why… Why would she lie to us?”

They all remained silent, holding hands. None of them could fathom a reason. You’d never been one to lie or decieve, out of them you were the most honest of all. If you lied, it was often for an intense reason.

When you walked in that night, they all acted carefully. To give you a chance to be honest with them.

“How was your night, darling?” Prudence asked casually, pretending to be interested in her book.

“Oh, it was great! I had a lot of fun!” You smiled.

“You said that you went out with Sabrina?” Dorcas asked.

“Yup, that’s what I said.”

There was a long beat of silence, though you didn’t notice it. You’d been digging through your bag at the time.

“That’s interesting, since Sabrina said you didn’t have any plans tonight.” Prudence said finally.

You felt your heart stop in your chest. The tension in the room was palpable, not in any way that would benefit you. You knew that once you faced them, they’d see through all of your lies. They’d make you eat.

But you loved them so much and knew that this wasn’t something you could avoid. They were too intelligent to fall for anymore deception. So you turned, meeting their indifferent stares.

“Why would you lie, Y/N?” Agatha said, breaking first. The hurt in her voice felt like a punch in the gut.

“I… I didn’t want to go to dinner.” You said honestly, though you realized that you’d explained badly.

“If you tire of us, you could have been honest.” Prudence hissed.

“No, not like that! I love you all so much, but I didn’t want dinner.”

“So… what? You wanted dessert instead?”

“No, for heaven’s sake. I didn’t want to eat!”

“What are you talking about? You need to eat, it makes you strong.” Prudence insisted, looking intensely into your eyes.

“I don’t care.” You shrugged, hoping that you weren’t giving too much away.

The three witches were silent, exchanging concerned looks. As much as you’d wanted to keep your desires a secret, you couldn’t without making them think you didn’t want them. You’d choose keeping them happy over everything.

Finally, it seemed to dawn on them what you truly meant. You shied away from Agatha’s intense stare as she understood it first.

“Is this why you haven’t been acting yourself - because you have been… hurting yourself like this?” Agatha asked, pain on her face though she tried to hide it.

You shrugged, not wanting to say very much. They all took it as a yes.

“What can we do to help?” Dorcas asked, taking your hands in hers with a soft smile.

“I...I don’t know.” You said.

“Then we can figure it out,” Prudence assured you, “We’ll talk with some witches and ask on how to proceed. But until then, we need you to at least try and eat some, okay?”

Though that sounded like the worst scenario ever, you knew they were trying to help you. You knew that it’d benefit you if you said yes. So you nodded, even if the thought of eating made you feel ill.

And as they wrapped themselves around you, speaking loving words and playing with your hair, the coming days seemed a little less terrible. You would hate every second of unlearning your harmful behaviors, but maybe it wouldn’t be so terrible to have the help of your favorite three witches. Not if they’d offer kisses every time you took a step in the right direction.

You could make it through, the weird sisters by your side every step of the way.

[meake]

All the roads lead to you

The road trip au no one asked for but still got.

"Do you know where we are ?"

"Yes, Prudence, we're in California"

"WE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE IN OREGON"

[iamnotoriginalphil]

Hey do u write smuts ? I was wondering if u could do like the weird sisters x female reader where the reader caught them in the making and prudence saw and now she's messing with her by putting dreams into y/n's mind like sexual dreams and the weird sisters teasing her a lot

Here you are, Anon. I hope you enjoy it.

Warm hands stroked over your skin, lips trialing over your body. You were arching towards the bodies, moaning as a pair of teeth sunk into your flesh. A hand brushed over your breast, a strangled groan falling from your lips.

The girls above you giggled. You blinked your eyes open, watching the three girls staring down at you. You reached up, cupping Prudence’s cheek and pulling her into a kiss. A tongue traced down your chest, a mouth attaching to your nipple.

You pressed your legs together, trying to get some friction to ease the throbbing between your legs. They giggled again.

You jerked away, sweat covering your body. The sheets were tangled around your body, holding you down. You struggled, sitting up and gasping for breath. The room was dark and you were alone. You pushed your hand through your hair, getting tangled in the knots.

You fell back on the bed, pushing the heel of your hands into your closed eyes. Images from your dream kept flashing through your head. The tangle of limbs, the lips and the tongues, the wandering hands. Dreams from the rest of the week mixed in. Every night that week you’d had the same flavour of dream about the weird sisters and it was leaving you a blushing mess when you saw them.

Earlier that week you’d seen the three of them together in an abandoned classroom. You’d stood, watching through the crack in the door longer then you’d care to admit. You hadn’t been able to stop thinking about it, feeling that familiar tingle each time you did. Part of you had wanted to join them. Part of you had been too scared.

You spent a sleepless night tossing and turning, plagued by the thought of pleasures the weird sisters could give you.

You sat at the table, breakfast in front of you. You were pushing your eggs around with your fork, not able to get the motivation to eat. All you wanted was to be thrown down on the table by three beautiful but mean women and made to see heights of pleasure you never had before.

Warm breath ghosted over the back of your neck. You shivered, turning your head. Prudence grinned at you as she sat beside you, too close. You licked your lips.

“Are you not hungry, sister (Y/N)?” she asked.

“Oh, uh, no,” you replied.

“Or perhaps you’re hungry for something not on the menu?” Agatha asked, slipping into the seat across from you.

“Can we help give you what you’re hungry for?” Dorcas asked, resting her chin in her hand.

You flushed, looking between the three of them. They were all looking at you, smiling as you tried to find your words. You squeaked instead.

“Would you like us to,” Prudence brushed your hair over your shoulder, her fingers lingering on your skin, “sate your hunger?”

You knocked over your cup, the orange juice spilling over the table. You got up from the table, stumbling over yourself. They all watched you, familiar smirks on their face. You turned tail and ran, leaving the dining hall as fast as possible.

You couldn’t handle this.

[pinkookcafe]

calbrina nation will rise and that’s a fact.