Zelda Spellman🖤
@zeldaspellman.bsky.social
Definitely throwing shade. SS @li-llth.bsky.social 🌚💜 Familiar, Vinegar Tom💙💙 Written by #Porcelainmourning.🖤
The heart knows what it wants, huh? That’s a dangerous thing to admit to a witch. Good thing I happen to find determination incredibly attractive. @li-llth.bsky.social🖤
#wcw @zeldaspellman.bsky.social She may not be mine yet but I got .y sights set on her . The heart knows what it wants after all.
@li-llth.bsky.social Appears next to her and wraps her arms around her. Resting her head on her neck. “Hello, Lilith.” She said softly. She had a migraine.
Marlena Anne Evans Brady Black Psychiatrist Mom Grandma Wife Friend Book 📕 lover Hobbies are reading, spoiling kids grandkids and hubby , nature walks and music Like to be a main RT for exposure
Zelda Phiona Spellman Roleplay Account. CAOS RP: EST 2018. Writer is 21+: DMs open to plot. Seeking detailed storylines: TL writer. [High Priestess. Midwife. Directrix of the Satanic Choir.] Taken by @li-llth.bsky.social. 🌚💜
"If home is where the heart is, where do you go when you don't have a heart?" 💉Dexter Morgan. 💉#RP 21+ 💉Mature & Dark Themes. 💉Ships with chemistry. 💉Books & Series.
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The witch took the flyers and nodded. “I’ll return to you once I have handed out these flyers. I won’t be very long. My home is called the Spellman Mortuary.” Zelda took out a card from her pocket and handed it to the other. It had her and her sisters contact information on it. “If you need
she held out some flyers for the woman to take, eyes watching her with admiration. “ the whole acting bit has always been a struggle for me, i commend you. “
Zelda’s eyes lit up. The Nutcracker. A personal favourite of hers. And the fact that Dahlia planned to give all proceeds to children’s heart—that, warmed Zelda’s heart. “Without a shadow of a doubt.” She smiled genuinely. Wanting nothing more than to help this young women and the children. +
dolly blinked, a bit taken aback at the generosity she was being shone— a far cry from the previous patrons she’d met today. “ that would be amazing, are you sure? “
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Office moments can be rather intriguing. Yet so full of knowledge and power. One must always learn.
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Zelda accepted the drink with a graceful smile, fingers curling around cool glass. “My, enchanted honey? You certainly know how to tempt a witch.” Taking a sip, eyes widening in pleasant surprise. “Dare I say, you’ve really outdone yourself. This is divine.” Zelda was impressed.
-- {READER}?" She handed the drink over once they walked up. "Excellent choice! This is one of my favorites. Perfect thing to cool you down on this hot day."
"Come on in for a spell~" 🌙Demigoddess, witch 🌙Child of Hestia 🌙Cafe owner 🌙Multiship with chem 🌙Multiverse 🌙SFW and NSFW RP 🌙Open DMs 🌙NO MINORS #multiRP #oc #multifandom #openrp
Zelda had been heading out towards the Academy of Unseen Arts, after speaking to her sister Hilda at the Spellman Mortuary. She heard Dahlia and outstretched her hand to take the flyer. A warm, prominent, aura about her. “Well hello there..” Her tone soft. Eyes scanning the flyer. “Ballet,
&&. @zeldaspellman.bsky.social a flyer in hand, warm smile being ignored by nearly everyone that passed her by. dahlia sighed, watching another approach. she stepped forward, offering the flyer. “ pardon me, are you interested in the ballet? ”
Lilith Detailed female writer SS and only romance with ship SLS and banter welcome . No DMs No minors Written #mistresstrickester 💜 Please like &retweet 💜
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[#OpenRP: Short/Banter] Lifting a cigarette from an old white candle. “Hanging around me like a mongrel dog, only makes you stand out more. Did you know?”
[#OpenRP: Detailed] The bunker had never been intended to feel like a home. It was practical, secure, built to withstand threats both mortal and infernal. Stone walls lined with ancient books, shelves crowded with preserved herbs and curiosities, candlelight flickering against reinforced steel. +