#hilda spellman x reader

[neuroprincess]

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NEW MASTERLIST ^^ and NEW LIST OF CHARACTERS

Characters

Criminal Minds

Alex Blake | Elle Greenaway | Emily Prentiss | Jennifer Jareau | Penelope Garcia | Tara Lewis

Law & Order: SVU

Alex Cabot | Casey Novak | Liz Donnelly | Olivia Benson | Rita Calhoun

Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

Hilda Spellman | Lilith/Mary Wardwell | Zelda Spellman

Abbott Elementary

Ava Coleman | Melissa Schemmenti

+ characters by Kathryn Hahn

Agatha Harkness | Carla Dunkler | Claire Debella | Eve Fletcher | Olivia Octavius / Doctor Octopus

+ characters by Gwendoline Christie

Brienne of Tarth | Larissa Weems

+ extras

Maura Isles

[multifandomfix]

Trick or treat! I’d like Hilda Spellman and “seductive” please 🥺

Hilda Spellman was always the gentler of the two sisters, her warmth and kindness evident in every gesture. But tonight, as she stood in front of you, something had shifted. Her usual floral apron was gone, replaced with a sleek, dark dress that clung to her curves.

She leaned in closer, her voice lower than usual, and it sent a shiver through you. “You’ve always seen me as the sweet one, haven’t you, love?” Her lips curled into a smile that was anything but innocent.

Your pulse quickened as her hand grazed your arm, her eyes twinkling. “But there’s more to me than you know. So much more…”

Her words hung in the air, seductive and inviting, as you felt a pull you couldn’t resist.

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[frost-queen]

Witching hour (Reader x Ambrose Spellman)

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

Summary: You are but a mortal friend of the Spellman's, working with Hilda in her shop as you become off interest to the Weird sisters and one wicked boy. They find it funny to scare you till it gets out of hand and you get hurt. Afraid and frightend you run to the Spellman's because you are too scared to be alone. Ambrose comforts you and considers to tell you magic is real and how he feels about you.

“Ambrose.” – you called out as he was blocking your way in the small row between shelves. He chuckled leaning with his arm on top of the shelves. – “I’m just standing here.” – he answered smiley. – “Yes in my way.” – you laughed out picking a book from the few books you were carrying. With a small novel you hit Ambrose against his shoulder. It startled him making him flinch. – “You know how much your aunt hates you slouching against her books.” – you said teasingly. Ambrose smiled sheepishly, rubbing his arm as you moved past him. You went to the next row to set the books you were carrying away. Noticing Ambrose had followed you. – “Shouldn’t you be at home helping your aunt Zelda?” – you questioned.

Ambrose pulled his shoulders up. – “Maybe?” – he replied mischievous. – “Wait till your aunt Hilda sees you here.” – you joked out. – “Alright, alright you sure can pester one way.” – Ambrose answered bothered as it made you laugh loud. – “Now go.” – you said slapping another book playfully at him. Ambrose moved his hands up, backing out of the row. – “Go.” – you mouthed laughable to him, seeing him linger. Looking over your shoulder you looked to see if Hilda was coming out of the back door or not. Ambrose exited with a grand gesture making you laugh loud. You kept laughing till you heard Hilda’s footsteps. She had come out of the back area carrying a box.

“Was.. was that Ambrose?” – she questioned seeing the last of a shim disappear into the night. – “Sure not, Ambrose is at home as he is supposed to.” – you told her with a cheeky smile. Aunt Hilda quirked her eyebrow up but was gullible enough to believe you. – “I’m just going to set this box away and we can start locking up for tonight.” – Hilda spoke showing the box your way. You hummed loud in response. Hilda left as you continued to stock the few remaining books away in your hand. On top of a shelf laid pumpkin lights as you smiled upon them. You blinked confused seeing a pumpkin light flicker. It was so briefly you weren’t sure if it was a trick of the eye or true. The lights appearing normal now. Leaning in closer you stared at the pumpkin light.

From the corner of your eye, you saw another pumpkin light flicker. Turning your head you saw it flicker clear as day. More lights started to flicker making you be stunned at bit, not knowing what to do. Then the flickering stopped, all the lights turned off from itself. Curious and confused you leaned closer once more, pointing your finger out to tap the light. The moment your finger touched the light you saw a scarier face appear on the light. It had scared you so much you dropped the book in your hand, jumping back against the bookcase behind you.

“Everything alright Y/n?” – Hilda asked lifting her head up from across the shop near the window. Looking back at the lights, they were normal again. – “Yes… everything is alright.” – you answered to pick up the fallen book. You quickly put it away. Meeting up with Hilda, you said your goodbye’s. – “See you tomorrow Y/n.” – she spoke giving you a hug. – “Happy spooky season.” – you called back to her, waving your goodbyes, knowing how much Hilda loved the spooky season of October. Only a few days till it would Halloween.

A cold breeze would creep up on you once you were outside. Leaves dancing in circles on the ground carried by the wind’s orchestra. Looking up to the night sky you saw a crescent moon. You started walking home in the dark of night. The trees rustling as a breeze swept underneath your coat sending your scarf up. It caught you off guard making you turn a bit around as if someone had touched you without permission. Your eyes went slowly up seeing a figure stand at the end of the street. Lighted up by a streetlight. It came you the chills. A loud scream carried away by the wind made you cover up your ears and duck down. Looking back up the shadow was gone. Panting and frightened you turned around only to be met up with the shadow.

You screamed your lungs out, swaying your arms around and take a run for it. You started running for your life, wondering if you had seen too many scary movies last night with Sabrina, Theo, Harvie and Rosie. That must be it. Your mind was still thinking about the scary movies you had seen. A dog barked loud making you jump away, picking up more speed to hurry up home. Out of breath you reached your house, hurrying to get the keys. Panicking his much you dropped them.

Scrambling to get them, your hand shook as you tried to stick the key in the keyhole. With one last scream of feeling rushed, you opened the door jumping inside. Without looking back, you shut the door behind you. Locking it immediately. Switching on the lights you felt more at ease. You jumped out of your skin seeing three girls in your living room. One of them sitting down, the other two sitting each on a side. – “Well hello mortal.” – the one in the middle purred out while checking out her nails.

 “Who are you?” – you asked loudly. – “What are you doing in my house!” – The girl that sat clicked her tongue swaying her finger to the side. – “We’re but friends mortal.” – she slowly got up. – “Shall we play a game?” – she asked not expecting an answer from you. – “This one is called.” – the redhead on her left said. – “Hide and scream.” – the black-haired girl on her right filled in. With the snap of a finger went the power off. You squealed loud at the sudden darkness. – “Now run!” – A loud whisper filled your ears coming from behind. Lightning stuck all of the sudden, lighting up the room. You screamed loud seeing that the girl’s faces had become horrifying. Almost demonic. You started running for your life up the stairs. Hearing their loud giggling and cackling surround you.

You ran into your bedroom, shutting the door behind you. – “Oh mortal let us in.” – one of them spoke, knocking gently on your door. Covering your mouth to silence your breathing, you backed away. – “We only want to play.” – one of the other spoke. You backed up against your bed as it startled you. A sudden grip around your ankle made your eyes widen. Before you could utter a scream you got pulled at your ankle.

Falling flat forwards, your face smacking hard against the ground. Looking over your shoulder you saw a boy hide underneath your bed. His face half caught by a shadow. His wicked smile reflecting against the darkness. You screamed it out, kicking your feet at him. What is going on? You thought. Rushing up to your feet, you wanted to run for your door, remembering in the last second that those three girls were just outside.

The boy came crawling from under your bed. Your eyes stood wide with fright, pressed against the door. He started to rise his hands as fire light up from your flooring. Forming a circle around you. You screamed it out as he could only laugh. What kind of witchcraft was this? Your head was spinning trying to process the magic just happening in your room while trying to deal with the fear. – “Leave me alone!” – you called out to him. He pouted his lips. – “But we were just making fun.” – he slashed his hand down as it made your head turn with a gasp. Feeling a sting on your cheek.

With trembling hands you went to touch it. Fingers stained with blood when you looked at them. He had left a cut on your cheek. – “You’re the devil!” – you called out. – “Oh honey I assure you I’m not. I am merely a child of night.” – he answered with a grin. Not wanting stay here with him, you jumped over the fires to the back of your room. – “Oh we got a runner.” – The boy called out swiping his hand across. A force picking you up as you got flung out of the window. Glass shattering as you crashed through it. You fell onto the lower roof part of your porch, rolling over it to drop to the ground, landing in a bush.

Groaning loud you got up seeing the cuts all over your arms and legs. You got up, running for your life. Limping at bit from the fall as you didn’t want to be home alone anymore. The boy was watching you run from up your room. The three girls coming to stand beside him. – “Great you’ve chased her away.” – Dorcas said slapping his arm. Agatha sighed loud. – “Ambrose would be furious if he finds out we scared his little mortal friend.” – she spoke making Prudence roll her eyes.

“I do not care one bit for that Spellman. He should know better than to mingle with lame mortals.” – Prudence chuckled deep. – “Shame I couldn’t make her bleed more.” – the boy said with a shrug of his shoulder. Dorcas and Agatha quirking their eyebrow at him. – “We don’t want her dead you moron! We just want her scared.” – Dorcas called out. The boy rolled with his eyes not caring much.

“Ambrose!” – you shouted loud. Huffing and puffing out of breath as you reached the Spellman’s house. – “Ambrose!” – you shouted again running up the porch. – “Ambrose! Ambrose please open up!” – you panicked banging loudly at their door. The door opened as you exhaled deep pushing yourself inside, not wanting to be one minute longer in the dark. – “Y/n what are you doing here?” – Sabrina asked as she had opened the door. – “I…I…” – you tried to speak. – “What happened?” – Sabrina wanted to know as Ambrose came down the stairs. – “Y/n?” – he said widening his eyes at the cuts on your body.

“What happened!” – Ambrose demanded to know, rushing up to you. – “I…I…I fell out of my window.” – you told him still catching your breath. – “What?” – Sabrina called out. Ambrose stared confused and slightly worried at you. Sabrina pulled her shoulders up as she had no clue as well. – “Come.” – Ambrose said wrapping his arm around you to lead you upstairs. Sabrina closed the door giving her cousin one last worried glance. Upstairs seated Ambrose you down on his bed. – “Now Y/n tell me what happened. How did you get these cuts?” – he spoke worriedly.

You looked frightened at him. – “There were these girls in my house.” – you told him. – “Girls?” – Ambrose repeated confused. – “Three of them. Demanding to play a game with me. All the lights went out!” – you panicked explaining your story to him. – “Then upstairs in my room was a boy, hiding under my bed. Fire! Ambrose there was fire!” – you grasped for his hand, startling him with your sudden loud voice. – “Fire?” – he questioned. – “Yes. Poof fire.” – you gestured out. – “It was like he created it out of thin air.” – you said as Ambrose’s eyes widened. – “He gave me this cut without touching me.” – you showed your cheek to Ambrose to show him.

“When I wanted to run I got thrown out of the window by a force. Leading to my appearance.” – Exhaling deep you felt yourself slowly come at ease. – “Darn witches.” – Ambrose mumbled under his breath. – “Huh?” – you said hearing a whiff of his words. Ambrose chuckled nervously. – “Have I gone crazy, or did they do magic?” – you asked to be certain you weren’t losing your mind. Ambrose slightly nodded, not wanting you to feel insane. He carefully watched your reaction trying to see if it was perhaps a good idea to tell you he was a witch as well. – “Okay…” – you replied neutral not sure how to react to it.

“Why… why would they taunt me? Is it because it is almost Halloween?” – you slapped Ambrose his hand out of pure over-reaction. Ambrose shook his head. – “It is because you are with me.” – he told you making you furrow your brows. – “Why would they do that?” – you wanted to know. Ambrose took a deep breath pulling you closer to him by your shoulders. – “Y/n I’m going to tell you something and I hope this doesn’t change anything… or at least maybe a bit.” -  he started.

“Ambrose you are scaring me a bit.” – you answered. – “Don’t be.” – he made sure. He took another deep breath before speaking. – “I am like them. I am also a witch, so is Sarbina and my aunties.” – your mouth fell open with shock. – “But I assure you we mean you no harm Y/n. We aren’t all bad, besides we adore you. Specially me… I…I…like…no love you Y/n. That… that is why the weird sisters, and that boy tormented you. It is because they can see I care for you, and I am so sorry for that.” – he finished.

You slowly smiled kissing Ambrose by surprise. Ambrose pulled startled away. – “I’m not scared anymore, knowing you won’t let anything happen to me.” – you told him. Ambrose nodded still trying to process the surprise kiss. – “Also I like…no love you too Ambrose. I just didn’t think you saw me in that way.” – Ambrose laughed loud, grabbing a hold of you to kiss you. This time longer and deeper. – “I promise you no harm will ever come to you.”

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[sireditsalot4]

A cry for help

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

Relationships: Zelda Spellman x Fem!Reader

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

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

That must've been hours ago now.

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

Tickle tickle.

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

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

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

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

Them? There is another question at hand.

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

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

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

“Y/N.”

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

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

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

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

[potter-head-phanatic]

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

xx

[matoniluvr]

oh hi there!

i disappeared. but i'm back again!

with a new story!!! it's a zelda one :D

i will be discontinuing my monika story, but hey, at least in this one, i could project since i actually do practice witchcraft.

anyway, check it out! i won't promise any updates but who knows (i'll also be starting college soon so.. hehe)

-- luv, nina.

[epiphanyfics]

Masterlist/Request Info

Hi! Welcome to my blog! Below you'll find information on what I write, and what I don't write. As well as the fandoms I write for! Before continuing, remember that my fanfics may contain some NSFW content from time to time. Anything that contains NSFW content will be labeled as such, along with relevant CWs. If you are a minor, or uncomfortable with that type of content, I advise you to click away now! My list probably looks a little empty right now, because this is a new account, but I (try to) update often!

What I write: Romance, some NSFW, a whole lot of fluff. Will write most kinks besides what is listed on my "do not write" list. I prefer writing f!reader or nb!reader/gn!reader, but can do any depending on the vibe.

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Wednesday/The Addams Family

Larissa Weems

Killing Me Softly (Larissa Weems/f!reader) (NSFW)

Our Own Private World (Larissa Weems/gn!reader)

Morticia Addams

Nothing yet!

Doctor Who

Thirteenth Doctor

Nothing yet!

Yasmin Kahn

Nothing yet!

NOTE: I have only recently started watching. I started on S11, and I'm on S12 now. I know some, but not all, of the previous lore/events. Already having a great time with this show, and would love to write some neat stuff for it, but bare with me while I get my footing in this fandom.

Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

Ambrose Spellman

The Morning After. (Drabble) (Ambrose/gn!reader)

Zelda Spellman

Rematch (Zelda Spellman/f!reader)

Hilda Spellman

Nothing yet!

Into the Spider-Verse

Olivia Octavius

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Aunt May

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Mrs. Fletcher

Eve Fletcher

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[stayevildarling]

Mommy kink Zelda Spellman. I’m begging you.

Zelda Spellman x Reader-Whispers of want

A/N: sorry this took me forever, I‘m very much struggling with writing right now

tags/tw: female reader, established relationship, nsfw, mommy kink, praise kink, reader recieving, oral, fingering

word count: 2k

taglist:

@lunaticwhittaker , @billiebeanhoward , @lanawinters-ily , @kenzbro , @minaslittleone , @httpfiftyshadesofgay @whitelotus00 , @ninaahelvar , @paulsonsratched , @vintagepaulson , @isle-of-earle , @grilledcheeseandguavajelly , @lucyintheskywithxanax , @fanfics4world , @mymiraclewitch , @hazard-to-myself , @awritersometimes , @wastdstime , @p1pecleanerwitheyes , @queen2234 , @ihartnat , @lifebyinez , @ahsatanizgay , @blu3dimples ,

The day had began like any other lately, supporting Zelda at the academy, overlooking some classes and a few errands for your girlfriend. The two of you had spent quite a while in her office as she finished her paperwork, watching in quiet awe while you helped her work through most of it, bringing her tea or massaging the tension from her tense shoulders. Afterwards, she had taken your hand, gentle as ever before the two of you headed home, spending dinner in the comfort of each other before sitting beside each other on the sofa, your legs positioned on Zelda‘s lap as a show played in the background, the two of you feeling calm and collected, excited for the upcoming weekend

The two of you began dating a few months back, you catching her attention at the academy, the stolen glances, the obvious mutual attraction but it took you both time, Zelda more as she tried to wrap her head around the fact that you are a student, considerably older and definitely appropriate but she had worried what others may think until Hilda had told her that she was headpriestress and could do whatever the hell she wants. Things quickly led to one another but so far the two of you hadn‘t taken it further than the cuddles, the occasional making out but the redhead stopping herself just in time as she wanted to give you patience and time, wanting you to truly feel ready.

Zelda had always carried herself with confidence, a certain grace that made your pulse quicken. You had been waiting for this moment, wanting to wait for the right time. But the glances, the touches, everything had been building up so slowly between you two that you couldn‘t wait any longer. You wanted her, the thoughts having circled for days now and you couldn‘t hold it back from your girlfriend any longer.

Tonight, in the privacy of each other, things feel different, the way Zelda‘s green eyes trail over to you with a heat that makes your skin flush, yet her movements remain calm and measured. „Zelds?“ you ask after a while, her attention shifting from the tv to you. „I‘m ready“ is all you say, your eyes silently communicating with her, pleading and begging for her. Her eyebrows raise in surprise, her mouth slightly ajar before she composes herself. „You‘re sure?“ she asks, her voice soft but commanding, a hint of concern laced in her tone, that this was too early, that you weren‘t truly ready.

You nod, taking a breath as your heart races in your chest. It was time and you wanted nothing more than for her to take control, to guide you through this. There was a small part of you that wondered whether your girlfriend knew about your desires, your kinks and that you had done this before, the redhead seeming to think you are this innocent angel at times.

With slow and deliberate movements, she turns the TV off, offering her hand to you with a look that already causes your cheeks to flush and the heat travelling right to your core. She leads you upstairs, wasting no time as she slowly positions you on the bed, her hand moving to cup your cheek, her thumb brushing against your lower lip as she leans down to kiss you, slow and tender. You feel the control in her touch, the way she leads the kiss but never pushing too hard. She was being careful with you, like you are the most fragile thing on this planet that she couldn‘t hurt, needed to protect.

Her lips move to your neck, each kiss filled with praise, murmurs of how beautiful and perfect you are for her. Your body responds to her instantly but you can‘t deny the underlying ache you feel for her. You want her to know you aren‘t as inexperienced as she thinks. But when her hands roam over your body, gently undressing each item of clothing, the tension builds and the ability to speak leaves you.

„You‘re so soft darling“ she whispers, lips brushing against your collarbone. „I‘ll take care of you“ she promises. Her words stir something deep inside you, but they also realize she is holding back still. And despite appreciating her gentleness, you needed her to know you are ready for more. Your hands reach for her, pulling her closer as her breath hitches, barely able to contain the growing desire.

„I want this“ you whisper, voice trembling with need and eyes filled with hunger. „I‘m ready, Zelda“ you try again, wanting her to understand, your eyes silently pleading with her. When her eyes meet yours, something shifts in her expression, she pauses, searching your face as if to make sure you meant it and then her lips curl into a knowing smile, finally understanding that you were truly ready and understanding what you truly needed.

„Good girl“ she praises, her voice like silk and the words send a shiver down your spine, pressing your legs together. She leans down again, this time with more purpose, more pressure as she deepens the kiss, her hands surer on your body. But still she holds back as her fingers finally touch you, brushing over your thighs and moving between them. It takes everything within you not to arch your back and beg for more. The pleasure she gives you is slow and deliberate, her eyes never leaving your face.

„You‘re doing so well“ she whispers, her fingers finally reaching your clit and beginning to move in slow circles. „Such a good girl“ she praises again, loving the way your face flusters and your body reacts to the praise. She has you gasping for breath, your body reacting on its own but the need for more surges in before you can stop yourself.

„Mommy“ you whisper with your eyes closed, the words barely audible but the moment it passes, your cheeks flush with embarrassment and your eyes force open. You didn‘t mean to say it out loud but the way it felt on your tongue sent a shock of arousal through you, one that Zelda could feel on her fingers as you coated them in wetness. The redhead pauses, her gaze softening before a wicked smirk tugs at the corner of her lips. for a moment, you thought she might say something but she leans in closer, pressing a kiss below your ear.

,,Is that what you want, sweet girl?'' she asks, her voice low and teasing. ,,You want to call me mommy?'' your breath gets caught in your throat and you nod, unable to find any words. The embarrassment lingered for moments but quickly replaced with the desire for your girlfriend, still on top of you. You feel your entire body shaking and pulling with need, her words igniting a fire within you and you couldn't hold back for a moment longer.

,,Zelda please'' you whisper, forcing your eyes shut as you feel like you may explode any second if she wasn't going to hurry up and give you what you need. ,,Tell mommy what you want'' she ushers and a moan slips out before you lock eyes with her, the shyness replaced by eagerness. ,,I want your fingers inside me please'' you beg, the desperation so clear in your voice that it takes Zelda by surprise, never having seen this side of you but enjoying it nevertheless. ,,Anything for you princess'' she smirks before deliberately and slowly moving her fingers from her clit to your entrance. Her eyes search yours for any sign of doubt but she finds nothing but desire and so she pushes them inside, slow at first before stretching you out quickly.

Withins seconds, you are a moaning mess, covering her fingers in your juices and moaning, begging, crying all at the same time while she pushes her fingers in and out of your entrance. Zelda could tell that you had done this before, that there was a side to you that she hasn't gotten to know yet and she couldn't hide her own arousal and how much she wanted to explore this with you. She can't help but give into your whines and moans, curling her fingers inside you and quickly driving you closer to the edge. ,,Oh god.. Zelda please'' you beg and instantly whine as she extracts her fingers, lingering above you for a moment as she kisses your lips before her head travels lower and in between your thighs.

Without warning, she puts her fingers back inside you, curling them with a pace that takes your breath away, causing your vision to blur from the bliss and any ability to speak leaving you. Her mouth attacks your clit as she begins licking and sucking, her fingers still hitting the perfect spot inside you and within seconds she has you spasming in her arms, her eyes never leaving yours as she watches you so close on edge. She wanted to keep going forever, tease and edge you but she couldn't help how much she wanted you to fall apart for her. And so her eyes lock with you before she whispers ,,Cum for mommy'' before attacking your clit again and within seconds your orgasm washes over you as your juices flow down her fingers, her mouth quick to lick up every last bit of your cum, not caring about how sensitive you feel once you come down from your high.

With a smirk she carefully hovers above you again, capturing your lips in a kiss, her tongue fighting for entrance but you grant it and moan slightly at tasting yourself on her lips and tongue. ,,God..'' you sigh, trying to control your breathing, your body still feeling utter bliss from your orgasm moments before. ,,That was amazing'' you pant, trying to control your heaving chest and Zelda simply smiles before pressing a kiss to your cheek, sensing how exhausted you are, your forehead sweating and your eyes already looking a little heavy. ,,You were amazing darling'' she praises before she begins getting up but you stop her as you grab her wrist, pouting at her. ,,Let's get you cleaned up'' she smirks but you protest. ,,Darling, this was enough for tonight trust me'' she insists and you nod, feeling tired but a little disappointed nevertheless.

She returns with a washcloth moments later and begins cleaning you up with the upmost care, every movement so gentle as if you are the most fragile thing on the planet. ,,I promise you, we have all the time in the world'' she promises before pressing another kiss to your cheeks and passing you some water. ,,Besides'' she smirks ,,I can't wait to see more of this wild side of yours sweetheart'' she winks at you, almost causing you to choke on your water. ,,Ice cream and snuggles?'' she offers and you nod eagerly, this another confirmation why you loved this woman so much, moments ago having you scream her name and now she offers you the world with such gentleness and care. And the two of you feel excited, happy to have explored this finally and both of you full of anticipation of what was to come, Zelda excited to see this side of you and experiment with you.

[bonniebird]

Ambrose Spellman x Reader

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“Ambrose, what are you up to?” You asked suspiciously. You were heading off with a parcel for one of his aunts and had found him squirrelled away in one room. He looked up at you and grinned.

“Nothing to worry about.” His answer was quick and he immediately went back to his work after glancing at you. Deciding that it would probably be best to have some plausible deniability you hurried off and delivered the parcel.

“Oh thank you!” Hilda said when she saw you. She gave you a small package of handmade food and asked if you wouldn’t mind going back to Ambrose and delivering a food parcel and a box of ingredients. You agreed and headed back to find Ambrose. Though when you searched the Spellman house you couldn’t find anyone. There was a rather large and irritable black cat you hadn’t seen before which you patted on the head as you sat in the living room for a moment and tried to think where Ambrose could be.

“Do you know where he is?” You asked the cat who meowed deeply and stared at you. Blinking a few times and then looking closer you stared at the cat who cleared its throat.

“Look. I might have been doing something I shouldn’t have been.” Ambrose. The cat. Said. You screamed and threw a cushion at the cat who flopped off the end of the sofa and lay on its back. Sabrina ran in with Zelda close behind.

“What is it?” Zelda asked. She was already having a trying day with Sabrina and had hoped you and Ambrose would avoid getting into some kind of nonsense. 

"Ambrose has been turned into a cat. I don’t know how." You answered and pointed at the cat who slithered out from under the cushion.

“It’s true.” He said defeatedly. Zelda stared at him and then tutted.

“Well don’t think you’re going to have a cat tree in my living room.” She turned on her heels and dragged Sabrina from the room. “We shall deal with you tomorrow.”

“What do we do?” You asked her. She paused in the doorway of the room and sighed.

“Perhaps Hilda has a book on cat care.” She offered and left with Sabrina. You looked down at Ambrose who was staring at his leg.

“Don’t lick yourself!” You groaned.

“I’ll do my best but it’s rather tempting.” Ambrose said quickly.

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[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Tarot Readings

|| Sabrina Spellman x fem!reader

|| Warnings; based on the tarot reading episode, reader being a little spooked from the reading, reading hinting at who Sabrina's father is, short drabble

|| Summary; reader and Sabrina get caught in the rain on their way home, so Sabrina takes her to Dr Cerberus'. Reader gets a tarot reading.

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Started; october 16th

Finished; october 16th

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The Academy of Unseen Arts. Like something right out of a mortal's story about witches. Sometimes you couldn't believe the type of people that were apart of the Church of Night. The older, more traditional ones always... unsettled you. There was one, however, whose views aligned with your own. Sabrina Spellman. The girl you've been dating for the last month and that always seemed to be up to some sort of mischief. Honestly, there was always something new with that girl. Which kept things pretty entertaining for you.

Y/N's Tarot Reading

Today she had taken you to the shop where her Aunt Hilda worked. It was raining and the two of you had just gotten back from the movies. You were never one for mortal films, but Sabrina seemed to enjoy them so you tagged along. The one she showed you actually hadn't been that bad. It had been a horror film, so you found it quite interesting.

"Oh! Dears!" Sabrina's Aunt Hilda called out to the two of you, coming to greet you both at the door. You'd been mid conversation about the movie when Sabrina stopped to smile at her Aunt.

"Auntie! Hey! We were just walking by when the rain caught us, and Y/N's never been here before so I thought I'd show her around." Sabrina explained, you actually found the shop quite interesting. An Occult section caught your eye.

"Sabrina! There's an Occult section!" You grinned and gave her shoulder a small squeeze before running over. Sabrina gave you a loving smile. You ran over and skimmed through what they had, finding some pretty neat things. You had picked up a book on demonology in modern era when an old lady seemed to almost appear in front of you. Startling you for a moment.

"Oh, I'm sorry dear." She gave you a smile as she apologized, her eyes glancing you up and down." You look as those you have some.. questions about your future? Maybe a little tarot might help, hm?"

Taking a glance over at Sabrina, you looked to the older lady and nodded." Yeah, alright. Let's see what your cards tell you." You'd always found tarot to be very intriguing, even dabbling in a bit of it yourself. So you followed with interest. Wondering if maybe you could learn some new tricks from the lady.

What she showed you... shook you to your core. The cards had been Devil, Lovers and Magician. The lady explained that the devil and lovers were connected here; that there was much more to Sabrina than either of you knew. Claiming her to be a daughter of evil and trickery. The lady warned you to tread carefully. Or else you might get caught in it all too.

After the reading, you rejoined Sabrina. Feeling a little shaken. It revealed some things that you could only hope would never come true. The devil card still fresh in your mind as you looked at Sabrina. She noticed something was off with you and frowned.

"Y/N? Everything okay?" She took your hand in her own, brushing her thumb against your knuckles. You simply nodded, though wondering if Sabrina really would become some dark figure for the Dark Lord. She narrowed her eyes at you a little, you could tell she wasn't fully convinced.

"Okay.. how about a quiet night at my place? We could cuddle, maybe watch another movie? Take your mind off whatever's bothering you?" Sabrina suggested, that did help you relax. Things would be okay. Sabrina would be okay. You told yourself, almost like a mantra to try and relax further. The tarot reading had you a little more shaken up then you thought it would.

"Yeah- yeah. Sounds good, 'Brina." You gave her forehead a kiss and she smiled, taking you back to the Spellman home.

[griffinsstories]

The Weird Sisters x Fem!Spellman Reader: Six Pills

Summary: You are Sabrina's older sister and instead of Sabrina being the one refusing to sign her name and being the cause of the events afterwards, it's you instead. Set a few months after the Church of Lilith has been established, you haven't been doing too well and with how busy your family has been in cleaning your messes, you mainly tried to stay out of trouble and avoid everyone as much as you could, wandering around the woods and backroads of Greendale...and on one occasion you meet a kind stranger...with less than noble intentions when he offers you something to help with the pain...

Warning: Drug Addiction, Withdrawal Symptoms, Allusions to Character Death (Not really you're just unconscious)

You stared up at the ceiling of the infirmary of the Academy of Unseen Arts, eyes unseeing as you lay down in one of the beds, barely registering the sounds of frantic arguing and panicked questions fluttering around you as you heard your Aunts, Ambrose, Nick and Lilith and the Weird Sisters talking loudly trying to figure out what was wrong with you, the Sister's having found you collapsed in the entrance hall of the school, unconscious and shivering.

Sabrina was holding onto your left hand tightly, and you felt her eyes on you, counting your breaths, assuring herself you were still breathing, you could hear the frustration in your Aunt Zelda’s voice but also the fear as she just didn’t know what was wrong nor did your Aunt Hilda or Ambrose or any of those surrounding your bed.

You couldn’t help but relish having your Aunts, older cousin/brother and your sister near you, though the fact Prudence, Agatha and Dorcas were also present made your heart flutter which was the sodding reason why you were in this mess in the first place. Your head turned to the side and then you spotted that damned bottle filled with those damn pills that left you reduced to this, someone had taken it out of your pockets as you were laid down on the bed.

You struggled to sit up, catching your head in your hands making the others snap in your direction as they watched for a moment as your eyes darted around the room as though trying to make sense of what you were seeing. You struggled to get your thoughts straight then as though finally you had gathered the strength to explain your latest mistake once more…seemed to be the only thing you could make these days as a merciless, self-hating smile spread across your face as your broken mind pulled into being the song you had come up with on one of your...trips.

You gazed directly at Nick and urged your best friend and sister’s boyfriend to listen which he did sitting on your bed and held your free hand, urging you to use him and Sabrina as a way to anchor you to the present. And so, you sang:

“In the woods I met a man.

Old as oak and staff in hand

Sunken eyes but gentle smile

We sat down and talked awhile”.

Lilith’s eyes narrowed at the description of the man but said nothing as you continued.

“And he said I can see it in your eyes.

You've been hurt a couple times.

I've got the perfect antidote.

To cure a heart of stone

Tiny red pills in a big blue bottle”

Your Aunts and Ambrose flinched at the comment of having a heart of stone while Lilith’s eyes narrowed onto the blue bottle of pills, an uneasy feeling in her chest began building in her chest.

“He put them right in my hands.

Said this stuff can do wonders take you to Nirvana.

Make you a better man”.

You smiled mirthless, your eyes straying to Agatha, your eyes on her neck exactly where you had slit her throat and once more the guilt began building in your chest and stomach making you pull your hands out of Sabrina’s and Nick’s clutching your chest shaking your head, your eyes closed tight but you kept singing, your tone irritated in the next two lines but shifting to numb as you continued.

“I should've known something was amiss.

When I saw his smile turn to a grin

But

Then as he left me

There so perplexed

He turned and said”.

You ticked off on your fingers, your eyes opening and staring directly into Ambrose's telling him to focus on what you were about to say…

“One to numb the hurt.

Two to ease the pain.

Three to clear your mind.

Forget all the hate.

Take as I advised.

Not more than prescribed.

Several weeks ahead

You'll be fine again”.

You ticked them off on your fingers again just as the old man did for you and what you recited on your way home.

“One to numb the hurt.

Two to ease the pain.

Three to clear your mind.

Forget all the hate.

Take as I advised.

Not more than prescribed.

Several weeks ahead

You'll be fine again”.

You sighed and shook your head angrily at yourself, your drugged and messed up mind repeating that you should have shown the pills to your Aunts or Ambrose when you got home but you didn’t.

“So, I went home.

My heart confused.

Didn't know just what to do.

I popped the cap.

And took a dose.

After all what could I lose”

You shrugged, a bitter tone on the last line but lightened with the next your eyes shining with childlike innocence.

“And then I touched the clouds and bathed in sky.

A magic broom a carpet ride

Before I fell and woke in bed”

You struggled as though acting out what you did yourself on that day, finding it hard to remember what he said.

“Tried to repeat the words he said.

One to numb the hurt.

Two to ease the pain.

Three to clear my mind.

Forget all my hate.

What did he say next?

I forget the rest.

But several weeks ahead

I'll be fine again”.

You shrugged your bright usual happy smile back again at the thought of being fine making your Aunts and Ambrose flinch at the confirmation you weren’t fine, while Sabrina and Nick tightened their hold on your hands. The Sister's reaction however shocked you as Dorcas had visible tears in her eyes though they didn’t fall while the tightness around Agatha’s eyes and her clenched fists said plenty, Prudence’s eyes were filled with protective rage and promise of vengeance on the one who made you like this, as her lips tightened near turning them white even through her dark lipstick.

“One to numb the hurt.

Two to ease the pain.

Three to clear my mind.

Forget all my hate.

Five could never hurt.

Just to calm my nerves

Several weeks ahead

I'll be fine again”.

You scratched your head looking up as you tried to remember the number of pills the man said you should take but shrugged as if it didn’t matter and continued, your expression going dark and you pulled a knee to your chest.

“Tiny red pills in a big blue bottle

Wish I had the strength back then.

Need to get a refill chase away the evil

All the whispers in my head”

You shook your head once more, your hands going to your ears as you shook it again as though trying to make the whispers going away.

“But I can't find the man I knocked on his door.

His neighbours say no one lived there before.

So now all my days

Just blur in a haze

They go like this”.

You sat back in despair, perplexed at the fact the man didn’t exist but merely confirming Lilith’s suspicions but she waited till the end just to be sure.

“One to stop the chills"

Your body broke out into chills.

"Two to ease the pain."

You clutched at your chest, the pain and guilt surging through your body.

"Three to wash my guilt.

Forget all my shame."

You flashback through everything, you’d done that put your family and the girls you loved in danger all because you couldn’t leave well enough alone.

"Five could never hurt.

Six couldn't be worse.

Seven days it's been.

Here we go again”.

Your eyes darted everywhere before zeroing in on that blue bottle and you sprang for it only to be caught by Ambrose and Nick as they held you up while you struggled to try to get to the bottle needing the words and murmurs in your head to quiet down all the while you sang desperately.

“One to stop the chills”.

Your body once more broke into chills.

“Two to ease the pain”.

You clutched your chest above your heart.

“Three to wash my guilt”.

“Forget all my shame”.

Your eyes darted to Agatha again, hers, Prudence and Dorcas eyes widening along with Ambrose, Nick’s and Sabrina’s as they realised what you were referring to.

“Five could never hurt.

Six couldn't be worse.

Seven days it's been”.

Tears began tracking down your face a broken smile on it as you doubled over once more the two boys picking you up and laying you on your bed as they all watched in suffering as your activeness wore you down you murmured the last few words.

“Here we go again.

Here we go again.

Here we go again.

Oh

To stop the pain

Forget my shame.

Ah”

Your head rested on a pillow your eyes connecting with each person as you counted.

One

Aunt Zelda and Lilith

Two

Aunt Hilda

Three

Ambrose

Four

Nicholas

Five

Sabrina

Six

With the last number, your eyes met the Sisters, a small sweet smile on your face as you somehow gazed into the three of them at once your view began to darken and as everything faded to black you barely managed to get out the last three words:…. “I love you”.

[neuroprincess]

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[honeyynymphh]

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wow five is a lot! I am not going to stick to one fandom because I don't really like a lot of my current stuff haha Ghost Freshly Squeezed (E) Cardinal Copia x Fem!Reader A Discordant Melody (E) Cardinal Copia x Fem!Reader, PapaIV x Fem!Reader (they are two different characters) Chilling Adventures of Sabrina Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep (M) Zelda Spellman x Faustus Blackwood - though it's not a ship-centric fic. But there's no happy endings, not here and not now (T) no pairings, just a story about the first time Zelda killed Hilda told in the style of Lemony Snicket. it was meant to be more but I left the fandom. I still like what I wrote and the single chapter can stand on its own. Rather Impulsive (E) Zelda Spellman x Mary Wardwell

[sireditsalot4]

A cry for help CH 3

Summary: It’s a boring day at the mortuary.

Zelda Spellman x Fem!Reader

A/N: Again, if any grammar mistakes I apologize.

Looking out the kitchen window, you watch Sabrina and her friends along with a couple of academy students hang about talking and catching up on their lives. After all it was a Friday, but for you it was just a regular day. Boring day, at that fact.

“Why don’t you go out there, love?” Hilda asks. “Make some new friends.” You shrug, still looking out. “I don’t know, it’s just I’m not a part of them so it’ll feel weird…forget it.” Turning away from the window, you look at what Hilda is doing and see her grabbing fresh lemons, “Need help?” You start to grab the lemons and grab the cutting board. “Oh, thank you dear. Nice slices,” She instructions. You hear high heels coming towards the kitchen and a second later Zelda appears in view.

“What are you two up to?”

“Making lemonade for the kids. Want to help?” Hilda holds up a lemon to Zelda, who makes a face in return. “I’ll pass. I actually want to talk to Y/N for a second. Do you have a second?” You stop what you’re doing and look up. “Oh, okay.” Grabbing the lemon and knife from you, Hilda waves you off towards Zelda. “Off you go, dear.”

Following Zelda into the living room you watch her grab two brandy glasses from her stash she has in the middle of the hallway and pour herself and you a drink. Walking back to you she holds out the now half full glass. “Come. Sit.” You follow and sit across from her in the chair. She sits down and places her feet on the little foot rest she has. “So, what did you want to talk about?”

“I actually want to tell you that I admire you, you came a long way in such a short time. I knew witches who went through what you did and they would keep it with them for weeks, sometimes years, but you-you are different,” You feel a blush spread across your cheeks. Zelda raises her glass to her lips and takes a sip and you do the same before looking at the fire that is behind you. From the corner of your eye you see Zelda lean forward towards you which brings your attention back to her and she leans in with a look in her eyes.

“You are a remarkable woman, Y/n. Truly,” This time you didn’t break eye contact with her. You glance down at her lips that part slightly and your mouth goes dry-

“Aunties!”

Sabrina’s voice sounds from the entrance, along with her friends. Quickly pulling apart and standing, you place your glass down and Zelda stays sitting, calm. Hilda comes out of the kitchen with fresh lemonade and the teens run up and each take one. “I should go wash up for work tomorrow. It was nice talking to you Zelda. Maybe we should…do it again sometime?” The ginger nods. “Anytime.” With that you wave at Sabrina and everyone and make your exit to your room.

“What were you and Y/N talking about?” Hilda asks handing out cups.

“Nothing of importance to you, sister,” Zelda responds, getting up, annoyance in her voice. She walks past Hilda and grabs a cup for herself.

[emcon-imagines]

happy holidays from the Spellmans to @royaltywhxre

[alexusonfire]

Roleplaying with Hilda Spellman

A/N: For the lovely anon. Written headcanon style (bc that's all my brain can really handle lately 🤣) Hilda Spellman x Fem!Reader

Hilda usually has her nose buried in some sort of romance book, often giggling and curling her toes at some of the more saucier parts

Sometimes you'll look over and catch her eyes wandering along the length of you, only for her to blush and quickly turn back to her book when she realizes she's been caught

Whenever her giggles get a little too giddy, you'll smirk and push closer to her, asking her to read out loud to you what she finds so exciting. Her face is beet red the entire time and she's mumbly and fidgeting, but she does it, and usually jumps you afterwards

One night she shyly enters the bedroom, book already in hand, and she slowly approaches the bed

You worry for a moment something is wrong, until she slides the book across the bed to you and asks you to read the ear-marked section

You do, keeping an eye on her from the corner of your vision. She's shifting back and forth, and playing non-stop with the sleeve of her robe, her lower lip tugged into her mouth

Once you've finished you smile and hand the book back to her, telling her you actually quite liked the scene (it was a rather smutty one about a noblewoman and her ladies' maid)

Hilda cleared her throat and, while still looking down at the bedspread, quietly asked you if you'd like to try that scene out. With her. In the bedroom. Some day.

And of-fucking-course you say yes

Hilda's eyes immediately light up and she claps her hands, rushing off towards her sewing room to get started on the outfits (because what even is roleplaying without a good outfit)

She spends the next few days measuring and cutting, working away at her little sewing machine to make sure every detail is perfect. You bring her tea and snacks, loving how eager she is for this, and you make sure to read the scene a few times just so you have a good idea of it

Once the outfits are completed, Hilda has you try it on, to make sure it fits and is comfortable, and the way she looks at you when you slip it on makes you instantly wet

She has to try very hard not to take you right then and there

Over dinner that evening you discuss the scene, deciding how closely you want to follow the script, so to speak, where there's room for improv, those sorts of things. And of course Hilda checks in with you several times to make sure you still want to do this (which you very much do)

Once you've both changed you set the scene, Hilda in her noblewoman dress, you as the maid. She's sat at the vanity, hands curled delicately around eachother on her lap when you enter the room

You greet her, swiftly moving to remove her jewelry and un-pin her hair. Your hands linger on her skin, every move calculated to be intentional, soft. She can't help but let out a quiet moan when your fingers run through her hair, gently combing out the snarls, and it sends heat straight to your core

Small innuendos from the book conversations sneak their way in, compliments and hints that perhaps there's more to this than the usual undressing. Hilda, as if on cue, blushes when your thumb gently runs across a small mark you'd left on her neck the other night, you distracted only momentarily before slipping back into character

The air is still for a moment as you lock eyes in the vanity mirror, before she stands and moves in front of the large floor length mirror you'd purchased especially for this, looking at you expectantly in the reflection

You stand behind her, unzipping her dress and sliding it down ger body, careful not to let it crumple too much before picking it up and laying it across the foot of the bed. You tug lightly at the corset laces, undoing them almost achingly slow, sneaking glances at her chest that almost heaved with every breath Hilda took. You knew she was wet at this point, as were you, the teasing having been dragged on for so long

When it came time to unclasp the corset, instead of turning her round to face you as a ladies maid ought to do, you instead reached your arms around her waist, causing her to gasp and wiggle back into you, again blushing. You smiled into the mirror and quirked a brow, taking your cue to relay a saucy remark hot in her ear

You barely had time to remove the corset before Hilda was on you, any and all thoughts of the scene tossed out the window as she pushed you down on to the bed and claimed your mouth with her own. You didn't mind, as you'd been dying to properly touch her all evening, and your dress was stripped away and hands started to explore eachother

A few hours later, once you'd settled back into bed, Hilda sheepishly apologized for not "sticking to script", to which you replied you didn't mind at all, as long as you had her you didn't care how it had gone

She asks if you'd be interested in trying again, either the same scene or a different one, and when you look down at her, snuggled in your arms with her best puppy face on, you know you'd say yes to anything she asked of you