goodlukbabe
goodlukbabe
I just need a little lovin, I just need a little air
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goodlukbabe · 6 months ago
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goodlukbabe · 6 months ago
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Agatha hadn't been smiling, not quite. But whatever expression she'd been making dropped immediately to a frown when she saw Rio. "I thought that was you." She'd known someone was stalking her, but she had hoped she could simply ignore it. Rio was just toying with her the way she always did. She'd never admit it, but Agatha secretly loved it. The game. The chase. Their relationship had always resembled a cat and mouse scenario. Agatha laughed at Rio's comment. "Well, I'm exceptional." She stopped walking, turning to face her old flame. "Are you trying to convince me you had no part in all this?" she gestured her hand around vaguely. Whatever was going on here in ivy cove just got a lot more interesting. @ifyoutrvstme
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starter for agatha ! @goodlukbabe
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Rio knew Agatha was alive, she had felt it when her heart started beating again. And it was wrong, of course — her resurrection tipped the sacred balance, same as with everyone else who had been resurrected into this place. Still, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of happiness at seeing her alive again. Life looked good on her — always had. She was following her now, silently observing for a while. Eventually deciding to make her presence known, she stepped from the shadows. “Agatha Harkness, in the flesh..." She gasped, feigning shock as she moved closer. "Now, there's a surprise. Usually when people die, they... you know, stay dead.”
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goodlukbabe · 6 months ago
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three of swords
upright: heartbreak, sorrow, grief reversed: forgiveness, optimism, releasing pain
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goodlukbabe · 7 months ago
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@allthatglxtters
"Regina, right?" Agatha was all smiles, using that sing-song tone she always reserved for manipulation. Those who'd had even one encounter with Agatha always clocked her bullshit, and sometimes other initiatives could tell, as well. "I've heard so much about you!" Agatha sat down across the other witch, studying her closely. Intrigued. Excited. Here was her chance to steal some real power in Ivycove, something she had been missing dearly ever since she'd found herself...trapped here in this drab little town. "I'm Agatha." She smiled even wider. "We're going to be BEST friends."
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goodlukbabe · 7 months ago
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"Well well." Agatha was obviously amused. She rarely pulled her punches, even verbally. "The mouthy teen." She hadn't seen him since she had been resurrected. Truthfully, she felt some anxiety, not understanding why she had been a ghost one second, and flesh and blood once again. She was under the impression that Rio had something to do with it, but she couldn't be sure. "Learned to use all that power yet?" She laughed, having a soft spot for the boy- but it didn't stop her from taunting him.
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@ivypapercutsxo
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goodlukbabe · 7 months ago
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@divincechoes asked:
❛  so, what brings you here today ?  ❜ ( V to anyone)
"Fun?" Agatha laughed, long and a little more loudly than necessary. "In this town?" She laughed some more, some may call it a witch's "cackle." It was almost cute, the sincerity of the person asking. "It's as dull as a doorknob, surely you must've noticed?""
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goodlukbabe · 7 months ago
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@ifyoutrvstme asked:
❛  here, i noticed you lost this earlier.  ❜ (echo for anyone)
Agatha was apprehensive at first, absent-mindlessly drawing her hand to her neck as she always did. To her surprise however, she did not find the locket that hung around her neck, never leaving her person. "Is that-" She peered at what the stranger had in their hand, only to be surprised (and relieved!) that her prized possession was in this person's hand. "I see." she said, a little sarcastically pointed at her belonging having the audacity to run off from her. "Thank you." Agatha wasn't usually one to show thanks, but this was a lucky find, and the witch knew it. "Where, did you find it?"
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goodlukbabe · 7 months ago
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Agatha sitting down beside Rio ABCDEFGAAYHJKL
+ bonus of Lady Death being smitten with Agatha just because
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goodlukbabe · 7 months ago
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Agatha was disappointing. No matter how high and low, she looked for other witches around Ivy Cove. Her endeavors were fruitless thus far, and the woman was getting increasingly upset. "Where ARE you!" she shouted to no one. She was used to being on her own, with nefarious plots to gain more magic. Agatha would lie, cheat and steal to get her magic back. She needed more witches to use their magic on her, so Agatha could siphon their powers and return to her full glory. And suddenly she had heard a voice. Whipping around, Agatha's demeanor eased. She ran a hand through her hair, smoothing down the front of her jacket. "mmmh" Agatha cleared her throat." I'm having a bit of a day. "you can stay, if you can help me with something. " Agatha smiled, but it was more menacing than warm.
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@seccndchances
@ivycovestarters (Open for anyone)
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Astrid wished she could go back to being blissfully unaware. She wished she could forget again and not remember where her scars came from. Not remember why so many figures haunted her waking days and sleepless night.. Why no matter how hard she willed them, tears wouldn't come. She wasn't Astrid Becke, she was a Volstrucker. A weapon to be used to protect the safety of everyone but herself. She had no room for emotions and she felt them burying themselves as she walked. With each new memory she felt herself lose a part of the woman she always wanted to be. Her life in Ivy Cove seemed to be just a cruel prank and it left her heart feeling hollow. She simply kept walking. Losing herself in the woods, it felt like the only way to feel safe. That she wouldn't hurt anyone here, not anyone she loved or cared for. She only stopped walking when her body was practically screaming at her for rest. Propering herself up on a fallen tree.. She drank from her flask, eyes starring up toward the sky. A sadness clinging to her frame. "I'm afraid I won't make the best company, so if you too are looking for a spot of rest. I can just head on." Her voice was monotoned barely hiding the paint beneath.
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goodlukbabe · 7 months ago
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kathryn hahn's favorite line – wandavision
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