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Florence Pugh in Thunderbolts*

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#NEW “Taking this old chassis out for a spin soon”

📸 michellegomezofficial IG

[not posted in 8 months, promise to be more active on here as much as the other socials!!!]

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4 veces en las que Agatha rechazó a Rio y una donde no lo hizo.

Un aprendizaje a base del amor tóxico del que no podemos estar lejos en ocasiones 💜💚

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Rio era una chica normal que todos los días después del trabajo esperaba con ansias abordar su unidad de transporte para ver a una mujer de la que se había enamorado desde la distancia y en silencio; sin embargo, el miedo al rechazo la invadía, por lo que se conformaba con sólo desearla desde lejos.

La mujer del autobús en la parada Westview ~Agathario~ One-Shot 💜💚

Que disfrutes la lectura ☺️

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Under the Cover with Kathryn Hahn

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“Scars” ~Agathario~ Drabble 💜💚

Pov Agatha

I was her scar. That's how she put it.

After all, she's here with me and she kept looking for me after... Nicky...

Should I give Rio credit for continuing to try to... Win me back? No, she's still the owner of my heart and she knows it.

I'm not surprised that Teen isn't who I wanted her to be, it was obvious that the boy lived another kind of reality and ambitions very different from those of my <dead> baby, yet I wanted to believe for a second that he was; Rio's and my child turns out to be another woman's.

I left her gift behind, once again I preferred to despise her advances and run... run to hide from her and everything she wanted to tell me, I know that her words will make me weak and the last thing I need in these circumstances is to fall into her hands again. I wouldn't be the same if I fell into her arms once more, because I don't want to stop clinging to the past.

I was about to give in and kiss her, but she stopped me. Why? Yes, I am what he wants, the woman he loves most of all that exists on the face of the Earth, I am his black wounded heart.

I left after he told me the truth, I still feel his touch on my skin, his heat that always burns me and takes my breath away; I want to touch her and kiss her <I WANT HER WITH ME NOW!> I love her, and that hurts me.

Everyone is already asleep, but she doesn't sleep.

Being alert, that's her job, seeing beyond the world and going after it to its decay, always picking up the pieces of others and taking them with her.

How I hated it... All the time she was part of them and she never touched any fragment for myself; I'm selfish and I can't stand others taking "something" from the creature I love.

She should rebuild me! Not destroy me! If she loves me so much then why does she do this to me!

The first time she gave me back hope when she made my mother and her stupid coven disappear. But she immediately took it all away from me when she took my little one away. And I hate her for that!

Why does she have to be Death!

Why can't she be just another mortal... Someone who isn't so hard to understand and appreciate!

My head and heart hurt from thinking and feeling so much.

Why do I have to suffer this hell?

All I wanted was to have them both without any kind of restriction or price. I tried so hard to move on and learn that not everything is bad, but I'm too stupid to believe that there is a happy ending to this shit.

There is no Eternal Love, nor a family.

I'm already falling asleep.

The silence is merely pleasant and the noise of my conscience has already quieted down.

But I know she's here, behind me; lurking.

I turn on my side from my lying position and there she is... Standing with the damn flower between her fingers making it spin.

...

—Can I lie down with you and hold you, my love? —she asks me with an innocent face.

I don't say anything and turn around again with my back to her.

After a few seconds I feel her arm around my waist and pull me closer to her body. She cups my head on her shoulder and inhales my hair, which makes me moan automatically.

I don't want her there, but not far away either. I love her, but I hate her.

I want to be “her everything,” and for this one night I will also hold her because that's what I want to do.

Hello!

This is the English version, but the Spanish version can be found on Wattpad:

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Marvel really represented lesbians so well because Agatha fucking died after kissing Rio and like literally SAME

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she is my scar

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Just realized that while Agatha extended her arms towards Rio to cup her face she stopped walking towards her. Rio is the one who enters her personal space.I think its another muscle memory of their relationship. Whenever Agatha reaches for her, Rio automatically meets her halfway.

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rio being amused by agatha's shenannigans.

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Perhaps at another time in their history they kissed several times, but on those occasions the “Kiss of Death” had no effect because Rio knew that it was not the time to take Agatha.

But this moment was definitive and Rio knew it. Despite this, they showed their love for each other and will live together for all eternity 💜💚

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Mucho gusto.

Amo a éstas mujeres, por lo que su historia merece que se cuente desde el principio

Resumen:

Siempre estuvieron ahí la una para la otra.

La compañía perfecta, vida y muerte; dolor y placer.

Por más trágica que fuera su historia, el amor y la devoción las mantenía a salvo.

Espero les guste 💜💚