#agatha mcu

[learningfromlosing]

Do not taunt the spirits. I repeat, DO NOT. TAUNT. THE SPIRITS.

Agatha, moments later:

[wandaslittlelove]

Hi I was thinking of some somnophilia between Agatha Harkness x fem Reader? Where they are roommates?

Only if you are comfortable with that -ofc

Roommates

Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Reader Warnings: Somno, Dub-con? (Reader kinda gives consent), SMUT 18+ MDNI, Fingering, eating out, I think thats it?

Agatha was on her way to bed when she noticed your door was cracked open. It wasn’t the first time you had left the door to your room open. You did it quite a lot actually. But never have you done it while sleeping. You liked to sleep in only a shirt most of the time so closing the door was just to make sure you didn’t accidentally flash Agatha.

She knows she should walk away. That she should go back to her room and get some sleep. Instead she finds herself slipping quietly into your room. The light from the window beside your bed illuminates your figure as she creeps closer. Your blankets were pushed off to the side and your sleep shirt had risen up exposing your stomach. Agatha takes a deep breath as she looks down at you from the foot of your bed. She can’t help thinking that you look delicious like this. Oh so innocent, not even aware of the danger lurking in the darkness.

Agatha begins crawling onto the bed but pauses as you shift slightly, your shirt slipping right up under your breast. After a few seconds when she's sure you aren't waking up she crawls closer hovering over you. Her hands twitch as she slowly reaches out for you. Her hands resting on your exposed thighs. When she’s sure you aren’t going to wake up she brings her hands up higher to your stomach. Reaching the edge of your shirt she pushes it up past your breasts and she takes a deep breath. Her eyes rack over your breasts. Your nipples are hard from the sudden coldness. She rubs her thumbs over them lightly. Her eyes search your face for any sign of you waking. Leaning down she kisses down the valley of your breasts. She kisses featherlight. She kisses over each mound before taking a nipple into her mouth. She flicks her tongue over the bud a few times before pulling away with a wet pop.

Her eyes trace back down your figure and to your panties. There's a wet spot in the middle of them and she has to suppress a moan at the sight. She wonders if you're dreaming of her. If you’ve wanted this all along.

Slowly she inches your underwear off down your legs exposing your wet pussy to the air. Reaching down she rubs her thumb through your folds and her body shivers in excitement.

“So wet baby. You wanted this huh?” Her voice is soft so as to not disturb your sleep but the lust in her voice is evident. She keeps running her thumb through your folds before she starts to slowly circle your clit. Your brows furrow at the feeling of your body moving slightly. She holds her breath expecting you to wake up and push her away but instead you settle and spread your legs. Still asleep as she continues to toy with your body. 

Pulling away she lays between your legs. Her hands grab your thighs and spread them wider to get a better view. Her mouth kisses your thighs. She can feel herself losing control and before long she's sucking dark purple marks into the skin of your thighs.

Her mouth works its way high until her breath is right on you. Her tongue pokes out of her mouth as she takes the first taste of you. A moan leaves her lips as she closes her eyes. Agatha couldn’t think of a better taste. You were the best thing she's tasted and she was STARVED. Without any more care for you waking up she digs in. Her mouth devours you as she licks and sucks at your pulsing clit. Her mouth works deliciously on you as she brings a finger to circle your entrance and that's when you wake.

You blink in confusion as you feel hands on your thighs and the air on your body. The next thing you noticed was the pleasure you felt. Looking down you let out a moan as you see the mess of brown hair between your legs. Her eyes are already on you as she pushes two fingers into your soaking cunt. 

“A-Agatha what-” You're cut off by another moan when she sucks harshly on your clit. Your hands immediately fly to her hair. You can’t tell if you want to push her away or pull her closer. This was wrong, it was so wrong but you couldn’t help the way your body arched into her touch. The way her thrusting fingers and mouth on you had you getting closer and closer to your release.

Agatha pulled her mouth from you but continued to thrust her fingers as she brought her face up to yours. You could see your slick on her face and the crazed lust in her eyes as she looked at you. 

“I couldn’t help myself. You just looked so delicious” Moans escape your lips as you hold onto any part of her you can. “Tell me to stop and I will baby.” her fingers slow and a loud whine escapes your lips. 

“Don’t stop!” You exclaim just wanting her to make you cum. You’ve wanted this for so long. Wanted her for so long. But you never thought it would happen. But now here she is. Two fingers deep as she builds you up. Sneaking into your room in the middle of the night and taking you. 

Her fingers speed up again as she feels you start to clench around her. Her thumb coming up to rub your clit.

“Cum for me. Make a mess on my hand” The dominance in her voice and the rhythm of her fingers pumping into you push you over the edge. Your back arches and your nails dig into her back as you cum around her fingers. She slows her thrusts as she helps you down from your orgasm.

When she pulls her fingers out of you she pops them into her mouth and a whimper escapes you at the sight of her tasting you. Pulling her fingers out of her mouth she lays beside you her gaze analyzing your face. No words are spoken as you curl into her side. Her hand comes to rest around your waist and pulls you closer. You drift off to sleep in her arms hoping she would be there in the morning. Hoping that this wasn’t a one time thing. Hoping that it wasn’t a dream.

[florencebirdsong]

Dreams

Dark Agatha Harkness x Reader

masterlist | ao3

Summary: Agnes has a nightmare. You make the mistake of letting her stay.

Tags: somnophilia, non-con, implied drugging, fingering, ficlet

Words: 555

Authors Note: short impulsive one shot. Please read the tags and enjoy!

Your bedroom door squeaks and you open your eyes blearily.

“Agnes?” you ask, voice thick with sleep.

“Sorry to wake you, hon. I had a bit of a nightmare. I know it’s a bit childish but is it alright if I stay in here for a little?” 

“Yeah, ‘course,” you pat around for the corner of your duvet and pull it back for her. 

“Thanks, hon. You’re just the sweetest,” she slips in. 

Closer than she needs to but that’s the usual Agnes. You shut your eyes the moment she stops moving. You’re so tired it’s a miracle you woke up at all. You can feel her staring at you.

“Was it bad?” You manage to ask coherently.

“Bit of jumbled mess, honestly. Doesn’t make much sense awake but it certainly didn’t feel too good.”

“‘M sorry,” you mumble and try to find her hand. You bump into something soft and have to run over a curve before you find it. You squeeze tight. It’s not your usual level of comfort but all you can manage on the verge of sleep.

“Thanks, toots,” Agnes says and threads your fingers together.

Your no problem turns into a hum as you drift back to sleep

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You’ve rolled onto your other side when you wake again. Warmth surrounds you and you realise it’s Agnes. It’s comforting. You don’t even mind that one of her hands has slipped under your shirt, the little circles she’s making on your skin soothing. You fall back asleep to the feeling of her hand inching higher.

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You feel good. Really good. Tingles turn into waves as something slips inside of you. A second one joins it and your legs open wider. There’s no faces in the dream, only hazy shapes. But the sensations are strong; the slight stretch as those things push deeper inside of you, something squeezing your breast, hot hair against the nape of your neck. 

You wake up when her third finger enters you. You’re in bed. Agnes is still wrapped around you, her sweet scent filling your nose. Her fingers inside of you.

“Agnes?” you question dazedly.

“Not quite, dear,” she says, her voice deeper than normal.

She curls her fingers. You can’t help your response to the feeling, moaning as she rubs against that spot deep inside of you. 

“Agnes, what’re you doing?” you ask even as you arch into her.

“She’s not here at the moment. Stop asking.”

“What -“ 

Her finger circles your clit and words escape you. How long has she been doing this to make you this worked up?

“Just enjoy it, dear,” Agnes says, her breath hot on the back of your neck. “You can return the favour later.”

You make a confused sound but you’re too close to stop her. Her fingers press tight circles around your clit and you gasp as you fall apart. The pleasure a soft wave washing over you. Agnes eases her ministrations but doesn’t pull away. Even when the last of your orgasm leaves you.

You twitch as her fingers continue to play gently with your clit, nearing the edge of overstimulation.

“I’m-I’m done,” you try to tell her. She doesn’t stop or respond. “…Agnes?” you ask in a small voice.

“It’s Agatha, dear,” she pulls out and forces you onto your back. “Lovely to finally meet you.”

[bi-dykes]

🎶 It was toxic yuri all along 🎶

[nijigasakilove]

Lilia you will be missed

[thatoneaspie]

“I have a scar” “no you don’t”… oh. OH. SWEATING SHAKING THROWING UP ETCETERA….

[imdonnalynn]

[coolserietvloveuniverse]

So, what's exactly the deal with Agatha and bunnies? I want this familiar on the road

[willowpotatox]

[are-they-lgbtq]

Do you know this (Canon) Lesbian character

Character: Agatha Harkness

Media: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Pronouns: She/Her

"No Billy.... sometimes....boys die."

*SPOILERS FOR AGATHA ALL ALONG!*

Info:

Agatha was in a romantic relationship with Rio/Death. Who is portrayed as a woman. She even says that she isn't straight.

She called Rio "My Love" during the flashback and it's stated multiple times they are exes.

It's also implied that Agatha may have had feelings for Wanda "I'm your mom's ex......best friend." Though this is probably a joke line and not meant to be taken seriously.

[grechkathekasha]

(“sailor song” by gigi perez starts playing)

[wandaslittlelove]

A Little Birdie

Paring: Agatha Harkness x Reader x (Eventually) Rio vidal Warnings: Talks of magic draining Summary: Agatha encounters a witch in the woods making a flower crown. Part of The Witch, The Bunny, The Cosmic Entity Series

When Agatha first stumbled upon you you were sitting in a small circle of flowers. You looked almost carefree with the way you were weaving the stems of the flowers together to create a crown. She watched from a distance for a while. Quietly observing the way your movements seemed almost childish. She watched for about an hour before your voice broke through the silence.

“I know you're there.” Her eyes widened at your words. How had you heard her? How would you know? She had been quiet the whole time. Standing at a distance not moving. As she stepped out of the shadows your eyes found hers and you offered her a smile. 

“How did you know I was there?” She asks in her cold voice. She watches as your eyes glance up at the tree she was standing beside. There in one of the branches sat a small sparrow. 

“A little birdie told me” Your voice was casual like it was the most obvious thing in the world. You had to be a witch right? If you were then you shouldn’t be telling random people about it. Agatha’s mind wondered. If you were a witch then she could take your magic and be fueled for at least a day until she could make it to the nearest village. As you finished the flower crown she watched as you stood slowly. Your dress falling down to your ankles. She watched as you carefully moved around the small patch of flowers. Careful not to squash any of the bees that buzzed around them. 

Agatha stiffened as you walked towards her. As you reached her she glared at you. Slowly you lifted the crown and sat it gently on top of her head. The crown fit her perfectly. The purple flowers matched her dress. 

“I know who you are, Agatha Harkness.” She was confused at your words. If you knew who she was then why weren’t you running away? Why were you setting flower crowns on her head as if she couldn’t drain you dry the second your magic escaped your fingers.

“Why haven’t you ran yet?” She continued to glare at you as you adjusted the head piece but even as your hands moved away she made no move to remove it. Smiling, you stepped back and turned to grab a small satchel that sat in the middle of the flowers.

“You can’t take my power unless I blast you. I have no intentions of doing that.” You slung the satchel over your shoulders. Her eyes caught the movement of a small white stuffed arm hanging from the bag but looked away as you pushed it back inside. “The nearest village is about an hour walk. If we leave now we’ll make it before sunset”

“We?” She asked, shocked. You turn to look at her and tilt your head slightly.

“Yes. You need the witches to drain and I need to pick up some art supplies. Figured we could walk together.” Her eyes follow you as you begin walking but once you realize she isn’t following you turn to look at her again. “Come now. This part of the woods isn’t safe at night.” at your words there is a howl in the distance. You both know that the animals are no use against Agatha’s powers. But you also know it's been a couple days since she’s recharged. Her powers by herself could do a lot but she was much stronger once she had other witch's magic. With a sigh she began to follow you.

[florencebirdsong]

Kathryn Hahn puts her fingers anywhere near her mouth and everyone’s like 🫵🫵🫵AGATHA!!!!!

[mioakem]

the imagery in this part of the ep was actually insane like this is genuinely beautiful

[lk22000]

Agatha Harkness

[church-of-lilith]

what if you were GAY and your girlfriend was the personification of DEATH and then your SON died and she had to reap his SOUL or whatever because it was her JOB and then you never forgave her but she still LOVED you and then you projected your GRIEF onto a random teenager while battling through DEATH trials with PATTI LUPONE