BigBadWolfe
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Just For Tonight by BigBadWolfe for cassiopeiasara
Fandoms: The Worst Witch - All Media Types, The Worst Witch (TV 2017)
19 Jan 2018
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"Though Hecate knew she couldn’t repair the castle, couldn’t draw the dark magic from the bricks with just a flick of her wrist, she could look after its Headmistress."
(or the one where Hecate and Ada share a bath after the week from hell).
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from afar I've loved you (but never let it show) by BigBadWolfe for cassiopeiasara
Fandoms: The Worst Witch - All Media Types, The Worst Witch (TV 2017)
01 Jan 2018
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Hecate was caught up in the warmth of her, buoyant with second hand joy and breathless when faced with the vision that Ada made; never ceasing to be amazed at how much Ada’s happiness intertwined with her own, how the fierceness of her love made her doe eyed and doting in Ada’s presence, turned soft beneath the endless blue of her eyes.
It was just a shame, really, that Ada hadn’t noticed; and that Hecate was too afraid of losing her dearest friend to tell her that with every beat of her heart she longed for her – loved her with everything she knew and all the abstracts in between. Her lips, traitorous and cowardly, wouldn’t form the truth that her heart had settled upon years previously, that Ada was the always to her forever.
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(Or the one where Mama Cackle has had enough of Hecate and Ada's being oblivious to their mutual pining). -
throughout all of time, I am yours by BigBadWolfe for cassiopeiasara
Fandoms: The Worst Witch - All Media Types, The Worst Witch (TV 2017)
07 Dec 2017
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On days like today, when everything had been so unsure and ripe for change, Ada needed the reminder of Hecate’s promise; wanted to feel it against her skin as though somehow she could see herself like Hecate did. Maybe then she would stop feeling like she was trembling between two different versions of herself.
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slowly, slowly (you unfold me) by BigBadWolfe
Fandoms: The Worst Witch - All Media Types
30 Nov 2017
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Quickly seeking out one of Ada’s jumpers, pink and warm and well worn, Hecate pulled it on, let the sleeves hang over her fingers as she wrapped herself up in the smell of her. A part of her wanted to chastise herself for the blatant lack of discipline, of not being able to comfort herself for just one night, but she was too tired not to give into the immediate relief.
Transferring to Ada’s office, unable to bear the emptiness of the bedroom that seemed too oppressive without Ada there, she settled instead in Ada’s armchair. Curling up, arms crossed under her head as she leant up against the arm rest, she let the soft light of the room and the smell of tea and books and Ada’s magic lull her back to sleep as best she could.
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Bernie had grown up listening to the elusive tales of those who had found their soulmates, the ones who had so willingly given up the colour in their lives because their love was worth much more than the vibrancy of a sunset or the picturesque vista of the night sky. Bernie had always wondered why it worked like that, why love meant giving up all the beauty you saw around you to instead be replaced by black and white.
And then she met Serena.
(Or the Soulmates AU where you know who your soulmate is because the world goes black and white. Colour only returns when one of you die).