#agatha harkness x reader fluff

[abbyromanoff]

Can I request an omegaverse where R is a beta but when she meets Alpha! Agatha, R’s body changes and become in omega! R?

Please 🥺

SAY YES TO HEAVEN

PAIRINGS: Agatha Harkness x reader

WORD COUNT: 1,832

WARNINGS: ABO universe, smut, car sex, handjobs, breeding, multiple orgasms, creampies, marking, possessiveness, praise, degrading, think that’s all :))

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!

Agatha never intended to fall in love with someone like you, someone who wasn’t part of her kind. You were a beta, failing to fit in with the majority of society and often finding yourself as an outcast to most, but that only seemed to make your girlfriend fall harder.

You tried to understand what her role as an Alpha meant and the fact that she was destined to be with an Omega, something you weren’t but now wish you could be. She wasn’t like any of the Alpha’s you came across, she cared about more than sex and saw you as a human being, not just a piece of meat to use and throw away once she was done.

But eventually, over the course of nine months, you noticed changes in your body. It started out small when you noticed a growing heat in your lower region, but you assumed it was natural. Then when she was stroking your face, her fingers pumping deep inside of you, an almost purr-like noise left your gaping mouth. You could tell the effect it had on her as well, she had been waiting to hear her partner release such sounds of pleasure.

Then came the need, it was more than ever before, even looking in the woman’s eyes caused a throb to erupt on your clit. What was happening? You didn’t know, which meant you did the only logical thing and visited your doctor.

Agatha offered to take you to the appointment after you informed her of your emotions and physicalities as of late. She had been sensing it too, your smell felt like it was pulling her in, and the urge to claim you as hers only grew.

“It’s going to be alright, my love. If anything happens I’ll be right there with you.” Her words and sweet smile seemed to ease the shaking of your leg before a knocking was placed on the door. The older woman stepped through with what seemed to be an irritated look, she must’ve had a long day, you thought.

“So, tell me, Y/N, what seems to be the problem today?” Came her voice after a few minutes of small talk. A blood-pressure pump was wrapped around your arm and had been squeezing tighter and tighter, cutting off your circulation before you slowly gained it back after release.

“Well, uhm,” Agatha gave you a reassuring look. “I’ve been noticing- the both of us have, actually that there seems to be a change in my body lately and I don’t really know what to do or what it could mean.” You explained, receiving a hum from the doctor as she continued to type on her laptop.

“Mm, and your wife here- is she also a beta?” You blushed at the title she gave your girlfriend and noticed she shared the same reaction.

“Uh, my girlfriend is not a beta, no. She’s actually an alpha.” Her eyebrows rose before shaking it off, but you were used to the reaction, it wasn’t considered normal to see a pair like you together.

“Alright, I think it’s best if I perform a thorough exam, just to be safe. Why don’t you take off your clothes and I’ll be right back.”

The rest of the exam went considerably well, but it almost pained your partner seeing the professional place their hands on your body, on her body. You were hers, it felt almost predatory how much possessiveness could be caused by such a small act.

But when the painfully long wait finally came to an end, you were greeted with the news you had been starting to expect, your body was developing to match your mate’s, you were forming the traits of an omega.

“There’s nothing wrong with it, it’s actually much more common than you think.” The doctor tried to persuade you, but your mind was still swirling a mile a minute. When earning nothing but silence from your end, Agatha spoke for you.

“Uh, thank you, Miss, we appreciate your help.” She left with a nod and the two of you soon left after her, Agatha secretly smiling to herself as she opened the car door for you.

“You know, it’s really not that bad if you think about it.” There were barely any cars in the parking lot besides yours, most likely because they were nearing closing hours.

“Are you really that upset about this?” She didn’t understand why you kept your head in your hands while leaning forward, did you not want to be her omega?

“I’m not upset, I’m just-” You couldn’t finish as a small whine left you, not quite quiet enough to slip by her listening ears.

“Then tell me what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours, baby.” She tried to bring herself closer to you in hopes of getting a hold of you, only to feel your lips being placed on hers in a hurry. You used both hands to grasp harshly at her cheeks, already starting to climb over the dashboard as you found comfort on her lap.

“Fuck, I’m sorry, I’ve just been needing you so bad this week. I’ve been thinking about how nice it would be to have your marking, to finally be your omega.” You kissed hastily down her neck and near her jawline, letting yourself leave purple hints that some may suspect were bruises, luckily, purple was her favorite color.

“And then she told me what I’ve been waiting to hear, and I knew I just needed to have you as soon as possible.” Your arms wrapped around her shoulders as your hips started a grinding motion, all previous nerves disappearing as you got lost in a trance of overwhelming pleasure.

“There- someone could see us…” She mumbled, not being able to stop the moans that flew out of her. You were coming in perfect contact with her length, she was becoming just as desperate as you.

“I don’t fucking care, let them see. I thought you wanted people to know I’m yours, has that changed?” Your head was thrown back as her hands came in contact with your waist, causing the pace you started to quicken to her liking.

“Don’t fucking tease me, Y/N.” The way your name spilled out of her mouth in a haunting whisper sent shivers down your spine and caused goosebumps to erupt over your entire being. Your chuckle drove her mad as she pressed her mouth against your exposed neck, leaving stains of her lipstick across the layers of your skin.

“Or what? You’ll fuck my brains out, hm?” Your nimble fingers trailed down to her pants that were harboring a small wet patch. You reached for her belt and untangled it loosely, tossing it in the back before unzipping her khakis. She decided to help you and lifted her hips before lowering her bottoms, her erect cock coming to show and you nearly drooled at the sight.

“I need you inside me so fucking bad, you have no idea.” You stroked her rapidly, feeling her pre-cum drench your hand.

“That’s it, just like that.” She whimpered soundlessly, almost inaudible.

“Oh, yes! Y- you’re doing such a good job, such a good fucking girl.” You smirked teasingly before leaving a lingering kiss on her lips, letting her chase back in hopes of feeling you once again.

“Aren’t I giving you enough? Or is this not enough for your greedy little cock?” You fauxed a pout of sympathy, laughing to yourself when she thrusted into your enclosed hand.

“Awh, it’s so cute seeing you like this, so needy and distressed. I think I know how to fix that.” You brought her fingers against your inner thigh, slowly dragging it closer and closer to your heat. Feeling you through your tight jeans wasn’t enough, she felt as though she would die if she couldn’t feel you.

“Get in the back,” She stated firmly. “Now!” You nodded, a sudden act of submission that brought you by surprise. She followed soon after, smiling as you started discarding yourself of your clothing.

“You’re so perfect, and all fucking mine.” Her lips wrapped around your nipple, the bud hardening the harsher she sucked.

“Spread your legs for me, sweetheart.” It wasn’t a request as it was a statement. Her mouth fell upon your neglected breast as she lined herself up with your entrance, there was no need for foreplay as you were already dripping, it nearly brought shame seeing just how wet you were.

“Please, please- ah! Oh, God!” Her face contorted into pleasure as your warmth surrounded her, she felt like she was going to collapse at any given moment.

“Shh, the only one who gets to hear your moans is me, you got that?” You nodded, unable to form words as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Her head stuck in your neck as she cried, sensing her orgasm approaching. The previous acts only edged her further, but now with your walls clamping around her, she knew there was no hope in stopping herself.

“So fucking tight! Oh, fuck, I-I’m gonna cum inside you. Can I cum, baby?” You could hear the pure want and desire looming in her breath and knew you couldn’t deny her.

“Yeah, just- please cum inside me, I want your pups, Aggie.” Your breasts were pressed together and your legs wrapped around her ass, pressing her closer into you in hopes she’d be able to thrust even deeper.

“C’mon, Alpha, give me your pups.” Her release emptied deep inside of you, causing you to groan in satisfaction. She painted your walls white and you enjoyed every second of it, and so did she.

“You feel so good, I need more.” She didn’t halt her movements, no matter the overwhelming shock that coursed through her veins.

“You’re gonna cum with me, okay? Can you do that for me?”

“Y-yeah.” She pulled herself up and grasped onto your hips, pulling you in even further as your legs clenched even tighter around her.

“You see that? That’s how deep I am inside of your needy little cunt.” She pressed against the bulge appearing on your stomach with a wicked grin, pulling you by the back of your neck so your vision lined up with her. You moaned at the sight, reaching out to interlace her hand with yours on the newfound interest.

“Shit, you’re so deep.” There was no warning when her cum shot deep inside of you, some oozing out and dripping down to your butt. You took it as permission to let go, soaking in the orgasmic state you shared.

“This is all I’ve ever wanted, my love, you’re gonna look so precious carrying my babies.” You connected your lips in a hungry kiss, refusing to pull away until you both were gasping for air.

“I- I don’t think I’m gonna be able to stop, you don’t know how badly I want to mark you right now.”

[scarlethexelove]

Hiiiiiiii

If your requests are still open and if you feel comfortable, there would you mind writing amab Agatha Harkness x fem reader where Agatha wants to take reader in four (missionary position) 🫣

Love So Deep

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Pairing: Agatha Harkness x Reader

Word Count: 1585

Warnings: Smut, AMAB!Agatha, Cunnalingus, P in V, Unprotected sex, Soft sex, Breeding, Somno, Just some cute fluffiness at the end

A/n: So I went a little different and made this pretty soft. Apart from the somno it is just soft sex which was fun to write... as much as I like to write it a bit rougher I think we got to show Aggie's softer side. Hopefully you like it

There is a small thud as the door clicks shut. A sigh falling from the lips of the woman that just walked in the front door dropping her briefcase and shrugging her jacket off and hanging it on the wall hook. She tosses her keys into the bowl that sits upon a side table. Kicking her shoes off and leaving them by the door. Agatha makes her way into the quiet house. You had already turned in for the night. It was late and all she wanted to do was crawl in bed and hold you close. 

The bedroom door is slightly ajar as she makes her way down the hall. Agatha makes her way into the room, her breath hitching at the sight of you. Your body is illuminated by the moonlight, your thighs fully on display as you're only wearing one of her large t-shirts. The shirt riding up over your hip showing the soft skin of your lower stomach. Lacey red panties covering your most delicate parts. A groan escaped her. Red panties symbolize that she has the right to use you however she pleases. 

Agatha feels herself growing hard at the sight. She has been so stressed from work and to see that you’re willing to let her use you in your most vulnerable state has her almost foaming at the mouth. She quickly makes her way over to you sliding into the bed parting your thighs as she slots herself between them. Her face meer inches from your clothed heat. Biting her lip as she runs her fingers up and down the inside of your soft thighs. Her need to taste you driving her fingers to press into your covered bundle of nerves. Your hips twitch and she smiles. 

Agatha’s fingers starting a slow circular motion working you up slowly. Watching as a dark spot appears on your panties. Little whimpers and moans can be heard but yet you’re still sound asleep. She loves how your body reacts to every little touch; her perfect toy all for her to use. 

Your arousal soaking through your panties starting to drip down onto the bed Agatha finally shuffles your panties down your legs and tosses them on the floor. Your glistening cunt now fully visible to her. She licks her lips then dives in, licking a long slow strip through your folds. A moan vibrates into you as she tastes your sweet nectar. She wraps her lips around your clit sucking harshley causing a moan to fall from your lips. 

Agatha slowly works you up as she laps at your juices eating you out like you are her last meal. The overwhelming sensation makes your eyes flutter open. You’re blinking your eyes when a wave of arousal hits you. You squirm slightly. “Aggie?” You question before a moan is ripped from your throat. She hums into you, her tongue slipping into your entrance as her nose brushes against your sensitive bundle of nerves. One of your hands quickly moves down. You lace your fingers through her hair, gripping tightly and pulling her closer. The action causes both of you to moan in unison. You're already teetering on the edge. Her skillful tongue knows exactly how to bring you to the brink of your orgasm. 

“Mmm wanna cum.” You let out a whine grinding your hips into her face. “Cum sweet girl.” Agatha mumbles into your pussy. It doesn’t take long before you fall over the edge coating her face in your juices as her tongue works you through your high. Your taste is so addicting as she swallows everything that you give her. As you come down she slowly pulls away, your arousal coating the bottom half of her face. She kisses your clit gently making you squirm before kissing up your body slowly. Moving the t-shirt up as she kisses your soft stomach before moving to your lips. Agatha swallows your moan as you taste yourself on her lips. 

Agatha lets her body press into yours as she devours your lips. You can feel how painfully hard she is. A groan escaping you as you grind up into her eliciting a moan from the older woman above you. She pulls back leaning her head against yours. “Do you want something sweetheart?” She purrs. You grind up against her again causing you both to moan. “Do you want my cock sweet girl? Want me to fill your pretty little pussy with my cum? Breed you full of my children? Mmm I bet you would look so hot swollen with my babies and oh so horny.” She smirks hearing your whimper. 

Agatha climbs off the bed stripping herself of all her clothes. Her cock springing free as she kicks off her boxers. Her cock may not be as long but she has the girth that fills you so good. The tip is red and angry, leaking precum. She climbs back on the bed, slotting herself back between your legs. You sit up slightly to remove your shirt but Agatha stops you. Pushing you back down and gently caressing your hips. “Shirt stays on.” It turns her on even more seeing you wearing her clothes. Her fingers gliding up your side pushing the shirt up just a little bit more, groping your breast under the shirt. 

Agatha leans back down kissing you softly pouring all the passion and love she has for you. One of her hands moving down to her cock swiping it through your folds. The head nudges your clit a few times before she positions herself at your entrance. She slowly starts to push in while she continues making out with you. When she bottoms out you let out a small gasp as she pulls back to let you breathe. Gently grinding her hips into yours as you get used to the feeling of her filling you up. “So perfect, your pussy was made for me.” She whispers as she places her head back on yours. “So good. Fuck you fill me so good.” You grind into her as you wrap your arms around her gripping at her back. Your legs wrapping around her waist pulling her in closer. 

Agatha starts thrusting into you slow and deep making sure to hit that sensitive spot inside you. You let your head fall back giving her access to your neck. She starts sucking reddish purple marks on your soft skin.  Lightly nipping before soothing it with her tongue. Moans tumble from your lips with every thrust. Contrary to her earlier words she just wants to make you feel good not just fuck you for her own pleasure. She isn’t just fucking you she is making love to you. Her one arm holding her up as the other gently caresses your side rubbing soft circles there as she works you up slowly. 

You pull her face back to yours kissing Agatha also letting all the love you have for her be felt through your kiss. It’s slow and sensual as you grind your hips to meet hers. Your feet digging into her back wanting her closer to you. She moans in your mouth the closer you get to your release as you clench around her. You’re both moaning making it impossible to keep kissing. Agatha lays her head back against yours as she continues. You feel so good clenching around her she is so close to the edge but she wants you to cum with her. Her hand snakes between your bodies as she starts rubbing circles on your clit. Your legs tremble around her body the closer you get to the edge. 

“Fuck so close.” You buck your hips into Agatha’s getting her deeper. You feel her thrust getting sloppier as your both hurtle towards you release. “Wanna fill you so bad. Fuck want you to be my wife and carry my babies.” Agatha moans out. You moan clenching even harder, your walls almost pushing her out of you but she keeps thrusting. You can see the genuine look in her eyes at her words. Waves of pleasure crash over you as you crash headfirst into your orgasm. Coating her cock in your juices sends her over the edge as white hot spurts of her cum fill you to the brim. 

Coaxing you through your orgasm as she praises you softly. Your mind is slightly fuzzy from an intense orgasm. Agatha leans her body into yours and buries her head in your neck. She kisses your neck softly as you run your fingers through her hair. Her cock still buried inside you as you both bask in the soft moment. 

“Will you marry me?” Agatha raises her head with a hopeful look in her eyes. A tear escapes her eyes as you nod your head. “Yes!” You hug her closer, intensely kissing her. You both giggle as you pull back from the kiss. “I can’t wait to marry you.” She pecks your lips again. “I can’t wait to be your wife.” You hold her impossible close. “I love you my moon and stars.” She kisses your head. “I love you my sun.” You mumble back. 

Embracing the love of your life as Agatha gently rotates both of you onto your sides. You can feel your exhaustion coming back to you as you nuzzle deeper into her. The exhaustion of the day catching up to the older woman. You both slowly fall asleep cuddled up together excited for the new life ahead of you.

[fandomnerd9602]

Agatha knocks on Rockstar!Wanda’s apartment door…

Y/N answers…

Agatha: oh…is Wanda ready for practice?

Y/N: she’s tired right now. I’m sorry Agatha

Agatha: oh I bet she’s tired (winks) probably went all night, am I right? (Laughs)

Y/N closes the door…

Y/N rolls their eyes and goes right back to Wanda who has a cold…

Wanda: thank you detka

Y/N: I’m not gonna leave my rockstar’s side til she’s all better

Y/N kisses her forehead….

[goldenempyrean]

I don’t know if you write about about Agatha Harkness but I would love to see Aggs with sick reader. Agatha tries to take care of her but panics because reader is the most valuable thing she has 😊

Witchy Remedies

〚 Notes - Never written for her before so hopefully this is good enough :) Let me know what you think :D 〛

〚 Pairing - Agatha Harkness x Reader 〛

〚 Summary - You get sick, Agatha tries to make it better. 〛

〚 Wordcount - 1040 〛

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“You okay over there?” A soft voice pulled you out of your daydream, “You’ve hardly said two words since we got home.”  

Your girlfriend was standing in the doorway with a concerned look on her face. Her dark hair was neatly arranged, and her piercing blue eyes held a mixture of worry and affection behind them as a thin furrow creased her brow.  

You offered her a small smile as you nodded, "I'm alright, today was just really tiring," You said, in reference to the day you'd both spent hiking together. While that was partly true, the majority of your silence could easily be pinned down to the scratchiness which had formed at the back of your throat a few hours ago - but you didn't want to worry her with that. 

“Hmm, if you say so,” She replied, clearly not entirely convinced by your response, “You know, I can always whip up a little something to soothe those tired muscles of yours if you fancy.” 

That did sound tempting, you had no idea how she did it, but Agatha always managed to make some sort of concoction which would almost always help. The first few times she’d offered you were worried her remedies would have you turning blue or growing a second head, but you’d come to learn that being in a relation with a skilled witch had their advantages. 

“That’d be really nice Aggs,” You nodded to which your girlfriend smiled widely in excitement before turning on her heels as she hurried off to make something. 

In the meantime, you sank further into the sofa. Only getting up to grab one of the knitted blankets you kept in a basket before returning back to your original position. As you settled back down, your small orange kitty purred and came to curl up on your lap. The pair of you taken her in a year ago and she never failed to cheer you up. 

As you closed your eyes, the exhaustion from the day's activities combined with the soothing warmth of the blanket and the gentle purring of your cat began to lull you into a drowsy state. The hazy evening light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm, golden glow across the room as you drifted off to sleep. 

Not too long later, Agatha returned to the room, proudly holding a steaming cup in her hands, “Here you go dear, I made-” She paused her eyes lingering on your peaceful form, smiling innocently as she watched you slept. 

But the concern she had felt earlier only grew stronger as she saw the flush which had settled on your cheeks, a contrast to your pale skin. She placed the mug on a nearby table and approached you, looking over your features with worry. 

"You're not well," Agatha murmured to herself, her fingers gently brushing against your forehead. The heat radiating from her you sent a shiver of worry down Agatha's spine. A small purple glow came through her fingertips before she continued, "You've got a fever. Why didn’t you say something darling?” She sighed to herself before, pressing a kiss to your forehead as you continued to sleep. 

After debating what to do, Agatha carefully picked up your sleeping form, cradling you in her arms as if you were the most fragile treasure. With a soft, worried expression, she carried you to the bedroom, laying you gently on the bed and tucking you in and smiling as the orange kitty followed suit and came to lay alongside you.  

“They’ll be okay Penny, don’t worry.” She whispered to the cat, but it was more so to herself than anything before she returned to the living room, her mind racing with thoughts and plans. She needed to bring your fever down and make you comfortable, that was first on the agenda. 

Agatha began rummaging through her collection of herbs and potions, her hands moving with practiced precision. She mixed together a concoction designed to bring down your fever, her brow furrowing as she concentrated, trying to remind calm despite the panic settled beneath her skin – you were far too important to her. 

Returning to the bedroom, Agatha sat beside you, carefully lifting your head and helping you sip the potion. "Come on, my love, you need to drink this for me please," She urged gently, her voice a soothing murmur. You stirred slightly, groggily complying, the taste slightly bitter but not unbearable. 

Agatha stayed by your side, dabbing your forehead with a damp cloth and murmuring sweet nothings as you dozed off and on. As the evening turn to night the room was enveloped in a tranquil hush, broken only by the occasional muffled sounds of Agatha's soft humming and the rhythmic purring of the orange kitty nestled beside you. 

The hours passed by in a blur, the fever slowly relenting under the influence of Agatha's potion and care. Your sleep was restless, punctuated by moments of discomfort and delirium, but Agatha remained a steadfast presence by your side. She continued to adjust your blankets, occasionally waking you up to take sips of the cool water she’d retrieved before stroking your head as she lulled you back down to sleep. 

Before long the first light of dawn painted the sky with shades of pink and gold, and when you woke up, your fever had finally broken. Your eyelids fluttered open, and you found yourself staring into Agatha's loving gaze. She smiled warmly; relief evident in her eyes. 

"Hey there, sleepyhead," she whispered, her fingers brushing a strand of hair away from your forehead. "How are you feeling?" 

Your voice was a mere whisper, hoarse from the earlier scratchiness, but you managed a small smile. "Better… thanks to you." 

Agatha's smile widened, and she leaned down to press a soft kiss to your lips. "I'm just glad you're on the mend now love. You had me worried there for a while." 

You shifted slightly, wincing as your muscles protested the movement. Agatha was quick to help you find a more comfortable position, her touch gentle and soothing. "You still need to rest," she advised, her tone firm yet caring, "But I’m going to right here by your side.” 

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[agathasangel]

this is only the beginning (agatha harkness x fem!witch!reader NSFW)

warnings: smut, fluff and angst. soft!dark!agatha but she’s more soft than dark here, all the pet names, mommy kink, fingering, sex magic, enchanted strap ons (I feel like it’s unoriginal so sorry but it’s too good not to do), agatha takes reader’s virginity, praise kink, reader and agatha say i love you for the first time

takes place sometime before make me forget

summary: agatha has taken you away from your isolated life, and you’re excited to finally have a friend and mentor, another witch who helps and accepts you. you and agatha have been getting closer, but she wants to truly make you hers.

Agatha woke up in the middle of the night to an unfamiliar feeling. You were asleep in her bed with her, your arms wrapped around her. You looked so peaceful, so pretty. You often stayed over at Agatha’s house as your lessons often went on until late at night. You loved the company, and desperately needed it. And, although she wouldn’t admit it to herself, so did Agatha. Normally you slept on her couch, but tonight was different.

Agatha had been teaching you transmutation, and you practiced on a bug, trying to turn it into a bird. It proved difficult.

“It takes a long time to master, honey. It’s easy for me ‘cause I’ve been doing it for three hundred years, but I didn’t get there overnight.”

She was such a good teacher. Only a few lessons in, and you were able to control your telekinesis so much more. No more accidental crashes or mishaps in public after that, and you had no idea how she did it. Before meeting her, you tried everything and nothing seemed to work. It was harder to use now, but she assured you that that’s just what happens, and and your powers would get even stronger than before.

“Thanks for helping me with this. And being so patient. You’re an amazing teacher, Agatha,” you said, giving her an awkward kiss on the cheek. You had wanted to kiss her for a long time, your attraction to the older woman had clouded your brain since she began teaching you. Sometimes Agatha made you think she felt the same way, calling you pet names like “honey”, “baby” or “sweetheart”, putting an arm around your waist and keeping it there for a bit, or tucking you in at night even though you’re a grown woman. You didn’t know what had come over you in that exact moment, but you figured that if she didn’t feel the same way, she would brush it off as a friendly gesture. Friends do that sometimes, right?

You didn’t really know. The truth was, Agatha was your only friend. You nervously awaited her reaction to your impulsive decision.

“You’re so cute, baby. How nervous were you to do that?”

“I was- I was really nervous. I’m sorry, I won’t do it again if-“

She cut you off by giving you your first real kiss, her lips and tongue entangled with yours. You didn’t know what you were doing, you had never done this before.

Agatha sensed your attraction to her for a while now, and she did feel the same way. After spending so much time with you she stopped wanting to drain all your power, stopped wanting to use you for her selfish purposes. One night, she tucked you into a blanket on the couch and just told herself she would use her power to protect you from a world that was afraid of women like you and her, that would hurt a young naive witch like you. You were so sweet, and although she told herself and everyone that she preferred to work alone and didn’t need anyone else, the truth was that she wanted you. Agatha cursed herself for being so soft, but a part of her missed having her coven, and her family. And she thought maybe she could start a new one with you, if you’d have her.

She pulled away from you, tucking your hair behind your ears.

“You’re doing great, sweetheart. Just relax for me. Am I the first woman to ever kiss you, sweet thing?”

“First person, actually.”

“So innocent. We’ll take things slow, okay? The last thing I want is to hurt or scare you. I want you, (y/n). Do you want me too?”

“More than anything, Agatha,” and she led you into her bedroom and began kissing you even more, running her hands up and down your body.

“We can continue the lesson tomorrow, angel. Just give into me now.”

You spent the rest of the night kissing and cuddling with Agatha. She wanted to move slowly with you because she knew how inexperienced you were, but her mind raced with the things she wanted to do to you once you were ready.

“It’s getting late, Aggie. I should probably go to bed,” you said as you got up and started for the door.

“(Y/n), wait. Why don’t you sleep in here with me?”

“Are you serious? I’d love to!”

So you changed into your pajamas in front of her as she tried her best not to stare, and you held each other until you fell asleep.

After she woke up, Agatha couldn’t get back to sleep. The newness of all this, it excited and scared her far too much. Not to mention the guilt she felt about her original intentions with you. As the sun began to rise she gently moved you, trying her best not to disturb your sleep, and went to the kitchen to start the coffee maker and make breakfast for the two of you.

You woke up in Agatha’s bed, unfamiliar yet so soft and comfortable. You heard her footsteps coming towards the door, and she entered with a tray.

“You awake, baby? I have a surprise.”

“You made me breakfast? That’s so nice, you didn’t have to do that.”

“I couldn’t get back to sleep.”

“I’m sorry. Did I bother you? I can start sleeping on the couch again if you’d prefer-“

“No, honey. It was wonderful. I’ve just been on my own for so long, this is new. I mean I’ve been with women, sure, but I truly care for you.”

“It’s new to me too. I’ve never even kissed anyone. I’ve never had anyone who cared about me the way you do, Aggie. You make me so happy.”

You snuggled into the older witch as the two of you finished the breakfast she made. You couldn’t believe this was your life.

You and Agatha stayed inseparable since then, hardly ever leaving her house. All you seemed to do was practice magic, cuddle and kiss. It was heaven. One night she tried to take it further, slipping a hand between your legs.

“Does that feel good, baby?”

“I- I’ve never done this before, Aggie.”

“I’ll stop if you want.”

“No, don’t stop. I like it.”

So she continued to kiss you, palming her hand between your legs. You started to feel wet, excited for what the woman would do to you next. Agatha pulled down your pants and underwear and slipped a finger in you, drawing out a shy moan.

“Is that good? Does my baby want more?”

“Yes. Yes!”

She slipped a second finger in you, stretching you out a bit and making you feel so good, and soaking everything around you.

“Such a good girl. So good for mommy.”

“Mommy?”

“Yes, my sweet baby. That’s what I want you to call me when I’m touching you, when I’m deep inside your aching little pussy.”

“Yes, mommy.”

“Good. Now I have a special reward for you. Wait here.”

Agatha pulled her soaking wet fingers out of you and you whined, wanting her back.

“This is even better than my fingers, baby. Just you wait.” She went over to the closet and pulled out a long-forgotten toy that she once loved. Years ago, when Agatha was sleeping around more often, she had enchanted some of her strap-ons so that she could feel herself inside of all the girls she fucked. The idea of taking your virginity with one of them had haunted her mind ever since you kissed her that night, and she was finally about to do just that.

“Aggie- er- mommy- that’s so big-“

“Oh darling, you’ve never had anything bigger than a couple of your little fingers have you?”

You shook your head.

“It’s okay. We can take it slow. Stroke it for me, sweet thing. There, just like that.”

You put her hand on the shaft and stroked it up and down, and Agatha let out a groan of pleasure.

“Ugh, that feels so good, babe. Keep doing that.”

“Can you feel it? You enchanted it, didn’t you.”

“Such a smart girl you are. Yes, my dear, I can feel everything. I can’t wait to for it to be buried inside you, taking your virginity.”

“Mommy, take me. I’m so wet for you. I just wanna make you feel good.”

“Gladly, darling girl. If it’s too much let me know. Now spread those legs for me, let mommy in. Good girl,” she pushed the tip of her cock into you, and you let out a shaky moan.

“How’s that?”

“So big mommy. But- feels so good,” you said between noises of mixed pain and pleasure.

She started slowly pushing into you, rocking her hips back and forth as you moaned loudly, getting even wetter and beginning to adjust to her size.

“Mommy, am I making you feel good?”

“Fuck, baby, you’re so tight. I’ve never taken a girl’s virginity before with this thing and it’s fucking incredible.”

Your moans grew louder, and Agatha began to offer more praise.

“You feel fucking amazing baby. Keep on making those pretty noises for mommy, yes… good girl, good…”

“Mommy, yes! Claim me, make me yours!”

“You’re mine baby girl, no one can fuck you like I can, and no one can take my cock like you. Mine. Fuck, I’m getting close.” She started speeding up, fucking you harder, rougher.

“More! I love this, mommy! I love you! I love you!”

You had never told Agatha that before, but hearing it now, while she had you pinned down and was buried inside you, excited her. You loved her. You were devoted to her. You were hers.

“You’re so good, baby, doing such a good job. Cum for me angel, cum around mommy’s cock!”

You were getting close, Agatha’s praise turning you on immensely. You had no idea this was something you were into. You came around her, the pulsing pushing her closer to her own orgasm.

She stayed in you for a bit as the both of you caught your breath, and then she gave you a kiss on the cheek before pulling out of you.

“How was that, love?”

“Amazing. I-I’ve never felt anything so good.”

“By the way, angel, I love you too.”

[layla4567]

KIND OF DRABBLE WITH ADAM WARLOCK (WANDAVISION AU)

part 2

Adam walked absentmindedly reading a newspaper while you used your powers to tidy up the dishes. Suddenly a plate collided with Adam's head and broke.

*laughter from the audience*

"What was that?" he asked with a frown

"Oh my husband and his indestructible head"

"My wife and her charming powers"

You took off your apron by hanging it on a hook on the wall while Adam removed his hat and folded the newspaper in two. They were separated by a beautiful pastel light blue countertop, so they both leaned in to give each other a tender and quick kiss on the lips.

*aww from the audience*

"How was today dear?"you asked

"Pretty good, you know, the same old stuff. But I couldn't wait to come home to see you"

You walked strutting near Adam

"Well, it's good that you say it because I have a special surprise for you!"

"Really? and what is?"

You pointed to an almanac behind him

"There, look at the date. Today something special is celebrated"

Adam remained doubtful for a few seconds without knowing what to answer. If only he could remember the date.

"Oh yeah right! The date.."

"Adam, you remember the date, don't you?" you became serious with your hands on your hips and a reproachful look

Adam got nervous and pretended to answer an imaginary phone with his hand extending the thumb and little finger and then put it to his ear. "Oh, do you hear that? Someone is calling me. I have to go. Bye!"

*laughs*

★・・・・・・★

Adam went out to visit some neighbors to see if they needed help with anything, he was very helpful and did simple tasks like cutting the grass or babysitting, and he couldn't help but wonder what was the special celebration of that day. Meanwhile you were preparing dinner and decorating the house.

"Come on Warlock thinks, what is celebrated today? Her birthday? no no that was last month"

He was walking with the lawn mower through a neighbor's garden while he was frowning trying to discover that doubt that tormented him

"Now I put the chocolate in the casserole in a bain-marie.. What's that smell? Oh no the cake is burning!!"

Meanwhile you had your own problems to solve, you weren't a very good cook but you did your best. You opened the oven door and saw how a little smoke came out, you carefully removed the cake and noticed that it was a little burned on the bottom. You sighed in sorrow.

"Independence Day? Valentine's Day? Ugh, what is it??"

Suddenly Adam remembered, that day in the office his colleagues had talked about the boss going on vacation and they were planning to have a nice gesture with him. Then Adam proposed inviting him to his own home for dinner. Feeling happy he jumped for joy as a dog stared at him, tilting its head

"What?"he told the dog

*laughs*

You were trying to cover the burnt part of the cake while with your powers you had put the spoon in the saucepan to stir the chocolate without stopping when the phone rang, you ran to answer

"Yes? Who is it?"

"My dear it's me, Adam. I just wanted to tell you that I can't wait to see you at the house tonight for this special occasion".

You smiled from ear to ear blushing slightly, so after all he did remember. "I'll be here waiting for you my love, I love you bye"

You went back to the kitchen and after a few minutes you managed to prepare something decent and the chocolate dipped strawberries were ready. You changed your apron for something more comfortable. Snapping your fingers you made a nice pale pink silk nightgown appear, it was floor length and on the sleeves as well as on the bottom it had feathers like a soft feather boa. It had a plunging neckline too. Suddenly you felt that someone opened the door, you couldn't see who it was because you had turned off the light and there were few candles on, yet you knew it was Adam.

"Guess who". You stood behind the man and put your hands in front of his face covering his eyes.

But appearances are deceiving because out of nowhere someone turned on the light and appeared behind you, he had entered through the kitchen

"(Y/N)!"

"Adam?!"

You turned scared looking at him with a face of confusion and surprise. If he was Adam who was the…? The man in front of you turned around with an even more confused and slightly sullen face.

"(Y/N) This is Mr. Brook. I invited him to dinner today, remember?" Adam said nervously trying to lighten the situation.

Mr. Brook looked you up and down and you just realized that you were in a revealing outfit in front of a stranger

"Oh..". You covered your chest in embarrassment as Adam came up behind you making a face that was meant to be a smile.

*the audience bursts out laughing*

"May I know what kind of way to greet guests is that?" growled Mr. Brooks

"It's a-an European greeting, my wife is from there. It's kind of a tradition"

Immediately afterwards, Adam stood behind you and did the same thing that you had done before. He placed his chin on top of your head and gently covered your eyes saying "Guess who" while you turned and shook his hand awkwardly.

"Excuse me but I have to talk to my husband for a second, honey will you follow me into the kitchen?"

You grabbed Adam's wrist and pulled him into the kitchen, accidentally your nightgown had opened again at the chest, revealing your cleavage.

"Can you explain to me what your boss is doing here?"

"What are you wearing??"

"Why didn't you tell me that you had invited him to dinner?"

"What are you wearing..". Now Adam had mumbled it, sliding his eyes down a bit.

You crossed your arms, pursing your lips. "I thought you remembered the special date!"

"And I did it! I was supposed to invite the boss who is going on vacation today"

"No, today was supposed to be our wedding anniversary silly!!". You blurted out pronouncing each syllable slowly

"Oh no.."

"This is a disaster!". Pouting you walked away from Adam about to cry

"How sorry my love I feel like a fool for forgetting our anniversary, but we can work it out. I promise you that after Mr. brooks is gone we will be able to celebrate our anniversary together properly".

"You promise?"

"Of course"

You smiled and kissed your husband tenderly

"Do you think he would like chocolate strawberries?"

★・・・・・・★

What happened next was quite chaotic, you had changed your clothes while preparing another dinner, this time something simpler just for the three of you. While Adam entertained Mr. Brooks so he wouldn't suspect that they didn't have anything ready to eat. I don't know who fared worse, if you were stressed following recipes you knew you couldn't cook or your husband who did the impossible so that his boss wouldn't get bored and leave, he even started to improvise a song.

However, in the end everything went well and when the boss left you two could finally rest.

"We're quite an peculiar couple don't you think darling?"

You walked over to sit next to him on the sofa. "That was never in doubt, honey"

"(Y/N) I'm sorry for forgetting something as important as this. It won't happen again"

You looked at him sweetly and placed your hand caressing his cheek to which Adam closed his eyes enjoying the warmth of your hand

"Oh Adam, don't worry. The love you give me every day is more than enough"

he leaned in to kiss you and you returned the gesture

*the audience applauds*

★・・・・・・★

Although I wrote the same wandavision scene because I'm not very original, I must say that in my head Adam would not forget special dates. He just pays so much attention to you that he won't forget it, that's my headcanon

anyway enjoy this weird thing i wrote while bored

[imdoingsortagay]

I have request 👉👈 president! Agatha Harkness x First Lady! R being the perfect couple and smut

Day in the Life of the Harkness Family

Summary: a glimpse of what the president and her wife do during their day.

Warnings : Presidential stuff, meetings, soft agatha, some smut so 18+ minors dni or I'm throwing bricks

5am- Waking up to go and workout

Agatha always started her day with an hour workout, dragging you along with her as it was always best to keep your health up while all you wanted was to sleep in with her in bed.

" Aggie," you whine as Agatha holds your hand on the way to the gym in the white house. your wife pays no mind to your complaining as she knows that the moment that you see her working out, it'll get you to shut up.

" yes my love?" she asks you sweetly.

" Why can't we-"

" Stay in bed and cuddle until I go to my morning meetings? baby, I know you enough to know what you say every time" she explains as one of the guards goes to open the gym.

About 30 minutes into the workout, Agatha will giggle as you watch from one of the treadmills as she's lifting weights.

7:30am- Breakfest

While Agatha did know there was a chef on the property for her to make food, she always enjoyed her mornings making different foods for the both of you to eat. She'd tell the chef to come in at 8am, meaning there were 30 minutes when both of you would be in the kitchen giggling, making pancakes, eggs, waffles, or whatever food you were craving.

" Did you feed Ebony y/n"?

" I did my dear," you tell her setting up the table for the both of you," and Senor Scratchy also got fed of course".

" Orange juice or coffee babe?"

" With my eggs? Coffee duh" you tell her. Agatha and you sit in silence as you eat next to each other, your wife reading some papers for a meeting she has soon while you read the newspaper.

9am- Meetings and First Lady Duties

" What happended to doing your duties y/n?"

" Dropping you off to your first meeting of the day with Barkley is a part of my duties baby, then I have to go help set up with the planner for a tea party with a group from Nevada", she hears you explain and before she knows it, Agatha is at the oval office. While she wants to spend the rest of the day with you doing nothing, Agatha knows that she has duties to attend to.

"I love you, Agatha," you say as you give her a kiss on the cheek>

" And I love you," she giggles.

" No Aggie I love -"

" Harkness can you stop with the lovey dovey shit we have a meeting literally now?" Jennifer barges out of the office, annoyed that she has to hear the both of you act like this every time that you drop her off at the office.

" Love seeing you Barkley, long time no see," you say " i see you still haven't gotten better with your attitude since nobody wants to f-"

" Baby, how about you go and do your duties while Vice President and I have a meeting?" Agatha asks before you give your wife a quick kiss on the cheek and walk away while her Vp goes back into the office.

" Jenny you know you have to be nice to my wife right ?" Agatha asks while the other woman tries her best to avoid eye contact, already wanting to get this meeting over with.

" I had to deal with the idiots in the Senate on a bill they can't seem to ever pass a bill," She grumbles.

" I'm Sorry Jenny," Agatha starts off," How about you take a bit to destress while i read some of these papers for later?"

" How though? "

12pm- Lunch with Agatha

" Knock knock," she hears you say as you walk in, bringing in some lunch that was made for you.

" How was the meeting with Barkley? Did she behave for you or did you have to show her how to?"

" Told her to destress with Senator Debella and she started blushing like crazy at the mention of the woman babe you should have seen it,” Agatha chuckles, never failing to tease the woman about her crushes

" Those ladies need to confront their feelings for each other or else we might need to lock them in a closet," and Agatha laughs at your comment.

" Maybe I should help you destress a bit too dear," you say in a seductive tone," We still have a busy day around here, might as well help my bunny in the office for a bit".

All Agatha can do is nod at your idea, letting you take off her suit pants slowly along with her panties. The moment that you use two fingers to feel how wet the woman next to you is, Agatha tries her best to be quiet.

" You want Daddy to help you out, sweet Bunny?"

Agatha nods before she feels one finger go into her wet cunt, wasting no time in taking off her jacket and shirt to leave marks all over her chest for later in bed.

2:50pm- Getting ready before a press event

Agatha was a bit nervous about this press event, with only a month of preparation all she wanted was for this to go okay. It's the first event that the white house is hosting during pride month ever and she hopes all goes well.

" You need a pep talk honey?" she hears you ask. You had happily volunteered to do her makeup for the pride event, adding a subtle rainbow eyeshadow look to her attire.

" M'fine baby," she tells you," Just having you here with me before I'm bombarded with the press is all I need".

" Okay honey," you start off," Did you want to hear about who I saw walk out of Barkley's office?

7pm- Walk around the White House

The event went better than expected, while on the outside she was cool as a cucumber, you could spot from a mile away how your wife was playing with her wedding ring to calm down as one of the reporters was asking her questions about where the idea to do this came from.

Agatha was grateful that you had quickly jumped to her side to calm her down and held her hand while she was talking to a couple of the press who came to write stories.

Now came your favorite time of the day, taking a long walk around the Whitehouse with a couple secret service agents not too far behind to ensure the safety of the two of you.

" Did you know that I appreciate you so fucking much y/n? Like so goddam much?".

" I know Aggie," you say as she looks around, wondering how she got so lucky to have you after the chaos of being an important member of the United States.

Months of grueling campaign stops, rallies, and threats didn't deter you away from her when you knew she would make a wonderful President.

9pm- in bed

" Can I make you feel good tonight Daddy?" Agatha asks in the sweetest tone.

She was in complete bliss after the 2 orgasms you had given her and you assumed that she just wanted to go to sleep right after the stressful day she had.

" Oh you can sweet bunny," you tell her in a sweet tone before she starts to leave kisses all over your body, leaving a couple of marks before making her way to your wet cunt. She wastes no time in licking your cunt and you wrap your hands in her hair to ensure that she says right there.

" Such a good bunny for her Daddy," she hears you say before letting out moans.

It doesn't take long before you cum from her mouth on your cunt, Agatha helping you calm down before she moves back up to cuddle with you.

" Fuck I love you, sweet Agatha".

[maxislvt]

Panther's 12 Days of Christmas

From December 14th to the 25th I will be posting a series of one shots related to the holiday season! I will be accepting ideas and requests from today up until the 10th so I have time to write everything without rushing! You can request any character or version of a character so long as they're on my list! Smut and Fluff requested!

Dec. 14 - Wanda's First Christmas

Dec. 15 - Christmas Movies With Wanda + Nat

Dec. 16 - Wham!ageddon with Kate

Dec. 17 - Light Show with Wanda

Dec. 18 - Gifts for Stalker!Wanda

Dec. 19 - Song writing with Popstar!Wanda

Dec. 20 - Christmas with Milf!Wanda

Dec. 21 - Gifts for Alpha! Agatha

Dec. 22 - Advent Calendar With Wanda

Dec. 23 - Christmas Cheer for the Twins

Dec. 24 - Trapped on a mission with Wanda

Dec. 25 - Christmas with Nat and your family

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

Hiiiii Char

could you write a fluff oneshot between Agatha Harkness x fem!r? maybe they are having a date and Agatha is just sweet with r

pairing: agatha harkness x fem!reader

summary: your first date with agatha!

content warnings: none

word count: 1.5k+

masterlist

A/N: Hi!! I had a lot of fun writing this, I hope you enjoy!! Sweet Agatha has my heart <3

photo cred: me

The First of Many

The lights around you flickered, their soft warm glow casting a warm ambiance over the cozy little cafe nestled in a quiet corner of the town. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mixed with the delicate scent of blooming flowers, creating an inviting atmosphere that seemed to cocoon the space in comfort. The sound of other patrons conversing, the chatter of baristas, and the light rain pattering on the window faded into the background as your attention was captured by illustrious blue eyes. 

At a corner table draped in a deep shade of burgundy, you fought the urge to blush for what seemed like the hundredth time tonight. After countless failed talking stages, you’d decided to give up on dating for a while. The woman across from you, however, refused to take no for an answer. After she’d sent a myriad of different colored flowers to your office (you still had them, and smiled everytime you walked into your office), you’d finally agreed to a date. 

You were currently speaking excitedly about your newest project, a sequel to your first book. Agatha's eyes sparkled with genuine interest as she leaned in, her hand gently cupping her chin. "And do tell me, my dear, what intrigues you most about writing stories?"

"Well, I've always been fascinated by stories. The way they transport us to different realms, evoke emotions, and connect us with characters—it's like magic in its own right." You said, running out of breath towards the end of your sentence. You found yourself once more lost in Agatha’s vibrant eyes as they traveled over your face, seemingly memorizing every feature. 

"Ah, magic," Agatha purred with a playful twinkle in her eyes. "A subject quite close to my heart."

You laughed, sipping on your latte as Agatha’s fingers played with the rim of her own mug. Attempting to turn the conversation onto her, you asked, “What is something you’re passionate about?” 

Humming thoughtfully, Agatha sat back in her chair, crossing her arms as she answered. “I’m passionate about my work.” At your gesture for her to continue, she smiled before pulling up a picture on her phone. Turning the screen towards you, she watched your eyes crinkle at the edges as you took in the image of an adorable white rabbit. 

“His name is Señor Scratchy,” Agatha said, putting her phone away and cupping her mug with both hands as she smiled at you. “I work with many types of animals as a veterinarian, and the company I work for specializes in rehabilitation. Unfortunately, Señor Scratchy wasn’t selected by any families, so I decided to take him in.” 

You watched Agatha as she spoke, the walls around your heart crumbling slightly at the soft smile she was wearing. “Señor Scratchy sounds like an amazing friend, you’ll have to introduce me sometime.” 

Blue eyes lit up, and Agatha looked at you for a moment like you hung the moon and the stars. After a second, she coughed lightly and nodded. “I would really like that, and I’m sure Señor Scratchy would love to meet you as well.” She watched you smile into your mug, raising her own to her lips. She’d had enough of talking about herself, and turned the attention back on you with another question about your book.

As you spoke, Agatha watched as your fingers tapped lightly against your mug, the table, and even the rims of your glasses. It was like you couldn’t stay still, your fingers constantly itching to clatter away at a keyboard. Agatha simply adored it, and leaned in, smiling wider at the cute blush that rose to your cheeks at the action. 

You weren’t used to so much attention being thrown your way. With every second that passed, you were grateful that Agatha had put so much effort into asking you out, and you wished desperately to reciprocate. 

“I was thinking, for our next date, I would love to take you to this cute little park. They have plenty of grass and green space for Señor Scratchy to run around, and there’s always food trucks!” You continued to ramble, talking about which food trucks you wanted to try with her as Agatha rested her chin in her hand, watching you with sparkling eyes. 

You paused, having been startled out of your thoughts at the sight of Agatha looking intently at you. “W-what?” You asked, worried that you’d gone overboard. It certainly wouldn’t be the first woman you’ve scared away. 

“You’re adorable.” Agatha simply said, her eyes not leaving yours for a second, enjoying the way that you ducked your head at her compliment. “Already planning our second date, darling, while we’re still in the middle of our first one.”

Your mind latched onto the pet name, and you avoided eye contact as you fought to keep your blush down. Was it getting hot? You were incredibly nervous all of a sudden. A cold hand gently cupped your cheek, and you raised your head with wide eyes. 

“You alright there, hon?” Agatha’s voice was soothing, and her blue eyes held nothing but sincerity. You nodded, immediately missing the physical contact of her soft hands as she pulled away. 

“I hope that wasn’t too forward of me,” You began, pressing your lips together in a shy smile as Agatha shook her head slightly. 

Draining the last of her coffee, Agatha stood and offered you her hand. “I would be honored to go on a second date with you, dear.” She smiled down at you, already mentally clearing any other plans she had for the day. 

Accepting her hand, you allowed Agatha to pull you up, her grip surprisingly strong. She pulled you closer, leaning in until her lips were inches from your ear. “If you’d like, can we start that second date now?”

Pulling away, Agatha watched your face go through multiple emotions within a few short seconds. Surprise, suspicion, excitement, and happiness. In that order. 

Smiling softly, you nodded. 

Agatha smiled, the whites of her teeth showing as she pulled you from the cafe. As you navigated down the cobbled streets, wary of any puddles that had formed from the aftermath of the light drizzle that morning, you found yourself taking Agatha’s hand. 

It surprised you, how comfortable the action felt, and judging by the way Agatha’s hand tightened against your own, she felt the same. As you strolled along the sidewalk, closing in on the park you’d mentioned, the quiet hum of conversation lingered comfortably in the air. 

"Do you believe in first date kisses?" Agatha asked in a playful whisper, a hint of vulnerability shimmering in her eyes. You turned to face her, resting a hand on her shoulder as you pretended to think it through. 

A soft breeze swept through, tousling Agatha’s long brown hair and adding an element of serendipity to the moment. Without hesitation, you leaned in with a smile, your lips meeting in a delicate, tender kiss. It was a fleeting yet electrifying connection that left Agatha’s heart racing and a wild blush on your cheeks.

A stupid smile made its home on your lips, and you felt like cheering when you saw the same smile adorning Agatha’s face. She smiled, intertwining her fingers with your own as she pulled you further into the park, muttering something about food trucks and a grumbling stomach. 

You allowed yourself to laugh, the sound surprising you as you walked. Amidst the echoes of your doubts, a flicker of hope began to burn brighter within your chest. With each step forward, you felt your insecurities fading slightly as Agatha’s smile grew brighter with every glance she stole towards you. Allowing your mind to drift for a moment, you envisioned a future of yourself with Agatha. The only thing you felt was excitement and contentment, filled with blue eyes and laughter and a promise of love. 

“So is this still a first date, or is it now the second?” Agatha asked, her voice playful as you refocused back into the present moment. Her eyes shone as she watched you frown in mock thoughtfulness. 

“Well,” You began, pulling her under the shade of a nearby tree. “This is the official end of our first date.” You lightly pushed her backwards, and she raised an eyebrow at you when she felt her back hit the rough bark of the tree. 

“The first of many, I hope?” Agatha asked, her hands lightly resting on your hips as you wound your arms around her neck. You smiled playfully, pressing your lips against hers in a brief kiss. Pulling away, you grabbed her hand and pulled, laughing at her surprised expression. 

“Of course,” You said, the walls around your heart crumbling completely at the soft look she gave you. The soft sunlight illuminated her features, casting a warm glow that seemed to mirror the newfound warmth in your chest. With a playful twinkle in your eyes, you tugged her towards a small bench, the air alive with the scent of blooming flowers and the soft murmur of a nearby fountain.

As you sat on the bench, one leg pressed against Agatha’s, you let yourself hope. With each soft touch, you hoped. With each stolen glance, you hoped. With each beam of sunlight that dared to touch her skin, and light those dazzling blue eyes, you hoped. And when Agatha finally admitted the extent of her feelings for you, that hope blossomed into something that promised familiarity and content. 

And you wouldn’t have it any other way.

[madwomansapologist]

the other magical girl in town | agatha harkness

Masterlist | Rules | Taglist | Library | More Agatha Harkness | AO3

synopsis: After escaping from being burned alive, the last thing you expected to have to deal with was another witch. But its been a long time since things stopped going the way you expect them to go. Agatha wasn't the worst thing you faced this day.

warnings: gn!reader. cottage core romance! I'VE SAID COTTAGE CORE ROMANCE. a sequence to that.

Normally you would notice earlier that somebody was following you. From the village's core, to your remote cabin, was a long path to cross. In your defense, you thought you had killed everyone on this shitty village.

They said you sould your soul. What if you had? What if you had laid with the devil himself? Someone that was punished for making questions has more to add into your life than those that burned whoever don't fit into the norm.

The worst part is that you never done something against them. All you wanted was to rest, to learn, be comfortable. All you wanted was to enjoy your own life. But of course you're the one to blame for their destructive paranoias. That's tiring. Those constant chases, your life being torned apart by people that don't want to understand what the world has to offer.

And now you're the villain. From now on, anyone that ever think about what happened today will say that a heartless witch killed innocent people. No one will remember the person who was dragged by their hair while begging to be left alone. No one will say that maybe if they didn't want to die, they could have left you alone.

So be it. You were tired of this village anyway.

It was only when you landed in front of your cabin that you perceived it. What gave her away was the perfume. With the lavender plantations surrounding his house, it was hard to miss. That delicate peach aroma. Gentle, but present.

With that, you noticed the other signs. That shadow over your shoulders. The wind barrier behind you. You know your power. You know how strong you are, and how demolisher you can be. There is only one reason for someone to be right behind you. "What do you want, witch?"

Agatha landed on the floor, but didn't step furter. "I saw everything." She clenched her fists, looking at some point far away in the horizon. "It was cruel."

You turned to her, staring at her wide green eyes. Blue energy surrounded your hand, and you quickly thought about a rune or two that could be used if things went south. "So you want to play the hero? Will you avenge those poor innocent people? Go ahead. Try me."

"Your wrists." Agatha pointed at them. "Are they burning?"

That made you took a step back, surprised by the sudden change of subject. "What do you want?"

"I remember how it felt", Agatha told you. "The ropes against your skin, your muscles stretched, you heartbeats louder than you conscience. And the fear. I still feel it. To know that you were nothing but something that should rot."

You didn't move as she approached. Didn't flinch when she touched your hand. Didn't struggle when she stroked your rope-bruised wrists. You did nothing but watch her.

"I killed them too", she caressed your skin. It was so gentle, so caring. So different from her words. "And I would do it again. I would kill anyone, no matter what it takes, that ever made me feel like that again."

"Why?" Your mouth freed the words before you could chose what you would say. "Why did they hurted you?"

"Because I knew more than they wanted me to", she raised your hand to her face, and left a delicate kiss on the thin skin. She rubbed her nose against your skin, the cold air sending goosebumps up your arms. "Because they couldn't handle to look at me and see what they would never be."

"Do you fear me?" You whispered, unable to look away from her eyes. It was so easy to get lost in her immensity.

Agatha smiled against your hand. She shook her head, breathing your sweet scent. "Do you?"

The answer came in the form of an invitation. Agatha entered your house, sat in your kitchen, ate your food. You talked about the past, about the bonfire, about the sky. And for a few hours, you forget. About all those horrible things that just happened.

It was only you, Agatha, and the cold breeze.

As the days pass, the need to find a new place to live becomes lost. There were many villages nearby, places to buy food and anything else needed, and with the right runes you made the abandoned village forgotten. But there was no reason to pretend that she wasn't the reason you wanted to stay there.

That Agatha teaching you about runes in your room wasn't worth the trips to the distant market. That she failing at baking a cake wasn't worth the power it took from you to hide the village. That Agatha massaging your wrists wasn't worth everything.

"I just don't see why", you told her. Lying on your bed, your hair spread across the sheet, you stared at the ceiling of the cabin. "To find somewhere safe, invent a new story, put on so much effort just to live somewhere else. I pretty much rather stay there."

"We could live in castles. Surrounded by important, inteligent people. Or we could go to a different country. I heard that Germany is pretty this time of the year", Agatha turned over in bed, lying on her side to face you. She tucked your hair behind your ear. Agatha didn't let her hand go away from you. "Anywhere but Spain."

You giggle at her words. "Are you serious?"

"Unless you want to get burned alive..."

"No", you interrupted her. "You say 'we'. Did you meant that?"

Agatha caressed your ear, playing with your lobe. "My beautiful enchantress, sweet little witch, would you like to travel with me? To met different people, stay on different places, live infinite lives? Would you do that with me? Forever and evermore?"

"Yes", you grabbed her hand, pulling it closer to your mouth. You kissed each of her knuckles. "Yes, I do."

Agatha held his face as if it were the most delicate thing in the world. As if it were the greatest treasure she had ever seen in her long life. "Anywhere but Spain?

"Anywhere but Spain."

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[upat4amwiththemoon]

Could you write a fic about Agatha Harkness x fem! Reader? I love my evil witch

My girlfriend is a witch

Summary: I’m your neighbor to the right. My right, not yours.

Pairing: Agatha Harkness x female!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 372

a/n: first (very short) Agatha fic!

Tags: @thought-of-you-and-me @rafecameronswhore

Rampant knocking on the front door gets Y/N finally out of the kitchen. “I’m coming!” She calls out, drying her hands to the small apron on her waist. The black and white knee length dress she is wearing moves with her as the white heels clack on the ground.

With a big smile, Y/N opens the front door. “Hiya neighbor!” A woman who is holding a flower pot in her hands smiles widely. “I’m your neighbor and decided to come say hi. I’m Agnes, and you dear?”

Y/N looks at Agnes up and down, taking in her checkered dress and black, curly hair. “I know who you are Agatha. No need to pretend, the cameras aren’t on us.”

“Oh thank god.” Agatha closes the front door and puts the pot down to a small table. “I was worried the magic might’ve taken you in.”

Y/N grins. “You worry too much. I might not be as strong as you are, but I’m still strong enough to protect myself.”

“I know you are, dear.” Agatha has her never-leaving smirk on her face. She stares at the outfit Y/N has on, winking when she gets caught. “You look great even in black and white. I think you should wear these kind of dresses more often.”

“You just want me to be your housewife.”

Agatha laughs. “I certainly wouldn’t complain.”

With a roll of her eyes, Y/N goes to step away, but Agatha’s hands grabbing her waist pulls her closer. They stare into each others eyes. Agatha has a sultry look on her face, slowly she keeps pulling Y/N closer and closer. Tired of the teasing, Y/N kisses Agatha with full force.

Agatha tightens her hold of Y/N, returning the kiss with as much force. She starts moving them to the couch, sitting down on it and pulling Y/N on her lap.

“You better steal her magic quickly, because I don’t know how long I can be without using my magic.” Agatha pulls away to raise one of her brows, making Y/N roll her eyes. “Or live in a different house than you.”

“Shut up.” Mumbling, Agatha gets back to making out her witchy girlfriend.

[abbyromanoff]

RQS 🙏 G!P Agatha Harkness x fem! R where Agatha wants impregnate you and has her own little and perfect family

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PAIRINGS: Agatha Harkness x reader

WORD COUNT: 2,245

WARNINGS: smut, angst, feelings of shame, insecure!R, breeding, magic strap ons (basically like she has a dick), mentions of cheating but no one actually cheats, pet names, lovesick!Agatha, cunnilingus, mentions of fingering, really badly written smut

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Agatha had been planning this for a while now, even breaking the little amount of rest time she had to work. You were questioning what it was that she was so fascinated by, and eventually, it led to creating your own insecurities the more she gave herself to her creation.

“Why can’t you just tell me what you’re making? Even a little hint!” You begged her while standing in the kitchen, a loose robe hanging over your body. You took to making her breakfast in hopes she’d eat with you, but like always, she denied your request, stating that she was too busy at the moment.

“Because it’s a surprise, I’m not going to ruin that.” Her arms were wrapped around your waist as she pulled you in for a sweet kiss, not letting go until she remembered just how late it was.

“Shit, I have to get to work, I’ll be home just in time for dinner and I promise we can eat together tonight, okay?” You sighed and dropped your head before regaining composure, plastering a smile on your face as you bid her goodbye. She didn’t have time to question your act and ran out the door to her car where she honked once as another farewell. You watched her leave through the window with tears threatening to leak. You didn’t want your mind to travel to a dark place, but you couldn’t help but wonder if there was another woman who had truly been taking up her time. You knew she’d never cheat, you trusted her on that, but it seems like she barely has any time for you now and she’s always eager to leave. Was she losing interest in you? Were you not ‘pretty’ enough?

You sat on the couch with a plop, running your hands through your hair as you tried to control the loud sobs that made their escape. If she truly loved you, she wouldn’t be hurting you like this, even at the sake of her ‘experiment’.

You stared at the picture frames on top of the fireplace where the two of you looked beyond happy, you couldn’t help but wonder what changed. The one farthest to the left was a picture of your wedding day, The two of you were cutting the cake but she was too busy staring at you with a smile etched on her face, the moment still brought butterflies to your stomach even after all these years.

The other one that caught your eye was during the photoshoot she convinced you to do with her. You wore a casual dress, nothing too eye-catching, but her jaw still dropped when you showed her. Her arms were placed on your stomach as your back faced her, her head stuffed in your neck, she continued to agree with the fact that your perfume smells better than any of the flowers that waved in the background.

You were choking on your breath at this point, water pooling out of you worse than ever before. You grabbed your phone, opening your texts with the woman and smiling at her contact. You tried to brush that off with a shake of your head before typing out, ‘We need to talk when you get home.’, You hoped it wouldn’t worry her too much but a small part of you wanted her to worry, you wanted her to care.

And she did, the second she got the text her brows furrowed and continued to stay that way the rest of the day, until she got home, at least.

“Y/N? I’m home!” She heard no welcoming, and if it wasn’t for the lights in the kitchen along with the steam from a pan she wouldn’t have known where you were.

“Hey, what’s going on?” You didn’t spare her a glance as you continued to stir the spoon you held tightly in your fist. She placed her hands on either side of your hips and pressed her back against yours, kissing the top of your head and letting her lips linger.

“Baby? Can you talk to me, please? That’s the only way we can work out whatever it is that’s bothering you.” Her hands rubbed up and down soothingly before she turned you around, raising her eyebrow as a signal to speak.

“C’mon, how am I supposed to know what’s wrong if you don’t tell me? I sadly can’t read minds.” She grinned sadly, still receiving nothing but a small frown on your face. It pained her to see you upset, but she was starting to grow frustrated the more you refused to speak.

“You said we needed to talk, well, here I am, ready to talk, but you’re not giving me anything. Please, I just want to know what’s wrong.”

“You should know what this is about.” She sighed, shaking her head as she continued to stare deep into your eyes in search of something, anything.

“Please inform me because I truly don’t.” You tried turning back to the stove where your dinner was being cooked, but she didn’t let you. She held a tight grip on your body and refused to let you push this subject away.

“If it’s hurting you this much I want to know what it is, I don’t want to see you in pain.” She begged once again, nearing the point of giving up.

“You don’t love me anymore, do you?” This wasn’t what she expected would leave your mouth, how could you guess such a thing?

“W-what? Of course, I love you, baby, I-” She cut herself off, shaking her head in disbelief.

“But you’re not in love with me? I mean, anyone can see it at this point. You’re always so eager to leave me and the second you get home you’re on your laptop working or down in the basement, once again, working. It’s fucking embarrassing, Agatha. It’s embarrassing seeing everyone out and about with their husband or wife while you can’t even eat breakfast with me anymore.” She gulped nervously with a nod, but it was breaking her heart little by little hearing how much she hurt you.

“I know-”

“No, you don’t know! Do you know how fucking lonely it is to have your wife not even want to see you? You don’t, because I’m always right there by your side supporting everything you do and I get nothing in return!” She didn’t seem to care that you interrupted her, she just let you speak knowing you needed this. If you needed to yell at her, she’d let you, anything to make you feel better.

“I do want you, I love you more than anything, Y/N.” She couldn’t look you in the eyes anymore, seeing your tears would hurt her too much.

“It doesn’t feel like it.” You weakly stated, wiping your face in fear of letting her see you so vulnerable like this.

“Will you let me make it up to you? Because I want to show you how sorry I am for hurting you, but I understand if you don’t want that.” You took a moment before nodding, allowing the woman to finally breathe as she hugged you tightly, only pulling back so she could kiss you softly.

“The reason I’ve been so busy was because I’ve been working on something for us, something I hope you’ll like.” She reached behind you to turn off the burner before pulling you impossibly close and rejoicing in another peck, only this one wasn’t short. You could feel her love pouring into you as her tongue swiped along your lips, a small moan leaving you as you granted her entrance.

“Aggie..” You mumbled as you rested your forehead against hers, only pulling away due to the lack of air.

“Yes, my love?” She gripped you by the back of your thighs and lifted you into her arms, letting you wrap around her body with a small giggle.

“I’m sorry-”

“No, no, you don’t do the apologizing, I do. You did nothing wrong, and I’m so proud of you for expressing your feelings.” She walked you over to the closest wall which happened to be the front door and pressed you against it, her mouth landing on your neck in teasing pecks. She had to pull down the top of your turtle neck in order to do so, letting you down in the process as you finally felt the floor against your feet.

“You’re my everything, I’m so sorry I made you think otherwise.” She whispered onto your skin, but you could hear it perfectly.

“It’s okay.” She shook her head while dropping to her knees in front of you, pressing her head against your waist and staring up at you, it made you melt in the best ways.

“No, no, it’s not, not at all.” Her hands tugged slowly at your pants and you went to help her, but instead, she pushed you off of her, wanting to let you sit back and do nothing while she did the work for you.

“Please, Aggie-” You bit your lip when her tongue came in contact with your cunt, licking a long strip up your slit and resulting in a hum of enjoyment from her end.

“Tell me what you want, baby, I’ll give you anything, all you have to do is ask.” You threw your head back when her mouth wrapped around your throbbing clit and creating a soft rhythm.

“I- I want you to keep going, just like this.” Her eyes fluttered shut as you tugged on her hair in hopes of keeping her close. You could feel every vibration she sent through you, and fuck did it feel amazing.

Her fingers were prodding at your hole, tongue continuing its abuse on your swollen bud, all while she kept her eyes on you, completely mesmerized by the state she provided you with.

But then, all of a sudden, everything stopped. You opened your eyes to see your wife now standing in front of you with a devilish smirk written on her face, making you whimper.

“Give me your hand,” She guided you to palm her crotch that covered a large bulge. “You feel that? This is what I’ve been working on for so long. I hated seeing you so down whenever we’d try fertility and it failed again and again and again, so I decided to take matters into my own hands.” She found herself standing stark naked in front of you, using one hand to stroke your cheek gently while the other ran up and down your leg.

“It took a lot of time and attention but I’m certain this will work. Now, I’ll be able to feel you clenching around me when you cum, or when I hit that nice little spot deep inside you. And now, I’ll finally be able to give you my babies.” She groaned at the thought, hips bucking into nothing as she imagined the warmth you’d give her.

“Can I- can I go in now?” You nodded rapidly and instantly felt her lifting your leg and placing it on her hip, she made sure to keep you steady while lining herself up with your hole. The second her tip came in contact with your clit, she was done for. A low moan tumbled from her lips before she finally entered you, giving you time to adjust before she continued.

“Shit! I- I didn’t expect you to feel this- good!” She felt you start to grind down on her length and took that as her permission to create small, slow thrusts. While she continued to hold your leg up, she used her free palm to grasp your breasts, squeezing them harshly before tweaking and pinching your nipples.

“That hurts, h-honey.” You whimpered, cheek reddening as her intense gaze refused to remove itself from you.

“But isn’t that the best part?” You clasped onto her back for support as she sped up in her motions, scratching down her skin as you felt her poking your g-spot. The red marks you created only spurred her on further as she lifted your leg further, allowing her to reach even deeper and eliciting pornographic sounds from both of you.

“You don’t know how fucking badly I want to ruin you right now, sweet girl.”

“Then why don’t you?” You mustered up the courage to speak while the knot in your stomach only grew. It felt like a balloon ready to pop at any breathing moment, you just hoped that moment would be soon.

“You’re so tight and warm, could be in you forever.” She spoke, hearing the distant sound of the door creaking behind you the faster she went. She didn’t hold back anymore, not after you spit out those teasing words.

“You gonna cum for me, hm? You gonna make a mess, you dirty little slut?”

“Yeah- yes! Please, I want you to cum in me, Agatha!” She nodded and, only seconds later, you felt a warm liquid pouring into you, painting your walls white as you entered a deep orgasmic state. You were shocked you didn’t collapse, but that was mostly because of the hold your wife had on you.

“That’s it, taking my cum like the good girl you are.” Your breathing was heavy as you dropped your head onto her chest, smiling at the scent of your favorite perfume.

“You know you’re stuck with me forever, right?”

“Good, I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

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Agatha knocks and a groggy Y/N answers…

Agatha: morning neighbor. Have a great Halloween?

Y/N: yeah you could say that

Agatha: did the kids keep you up all night?

Y/N: well…

Wanda walks up in only Y/N’s shirt…

Wanda: detka are you coming back to- oh uhh…hey Agatha

Agatha:

[cthulhu-calling]

Wedding Bells II

Wanda Maximoff x female!Reader

Summary : Your best friend is getting married. You’re beyond elated. And he asked you to be his best man. But there’s a catch. The maid of honour is the woman you were with for two years. The woman you were going to get down on one knee and ask to spend the rest of your life together. The woman who cheated on you, smashing your heart into millions of tiny pieces. Can you truly make it down the aisle with her on your arm?

Warnings : fluff, angst, cheating

Author’s Note : This story has elements of cheating, maybe a graphic description further down the road. The reader is female and has no particular race or body type so feel free to imagine yourself (though I write with woc in mind).

I spent a long time staring at pictures of Kathryn Hahn's face to figure out her eye colour (not that I truly mind) so y'all better appreciate my dedication.

Word Count : 1265

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Preparations for the wedding are in full swing, but you have surprisingly little to do. You never realised that most of the work is taken over by the bride’s side. You’re thankful for it, you suppose. You’re kept in the loop, sure, but you never actively contribute. You’re glad, you couldn’t imagine having to interact with Wanda regularly. That one voicemail was enough to drive you up the fucking wall. You never did end up replying to it. You thought about it a lot though. Even found yourself going back and listening to it but the initial anger was replaced by something else. Something you didn’t want to dwell too long on or God forbid you act on those feelings. It was best to keep your distance until it was absolutely necessary or unavoidable for you to interact with her. 

Bucky and Natasha’s engagement party was this weekend. You were as ready as you’d ever be. You’d gotten a brand new outfit, an emerald green jumpsuit with a halter neck and mostly open back. The colour looked beautiful on you and you had just the right heels to pair with it. You were going to get your hair done professionally the day before too, putting it up high so that you could really show off your outfit. You were leaving no stone unturned. There was only one problem : a date. You needed one ASAP. You could ask your friend from work, Carol, to come along. You knew how much Wanda despised her but Carol tends to get a bit handsy when she has a couple of drinks in her, as the entire office witnessed at the Christmas party last year. So, she was not an option. You need to find yourself a date, fast. Peggy had offered to introduce you to her cousin, Sharon, and you’d jumped on the idea. She was a total smokeshow, that woman. You’d met her before, at Peggy and Steve’s wedding but back then you had no idea she was into women. You were going out to meet her at your favourite bar downtown for a drink. Casual, laid back. Peggy had already told her you were looking for a date and she seemed fine with it so that was half your work already done for you. 

That evening, you meet Sharon for a drink and you must admit, she’s just as gorgeous as you remember. She stands up to greet you, pulling you close for a hug and you can smell the sweet perfume on her. The shorts she’s wearing hug her figure amazingly and her top is low cut enough to give a teasing hint of cleavage. She’s pure seduction with legs that seem to go on for miles and perfectly styled blonde waves. 

The date seemed to be going well but honestly, you found something off about her. You tried to push the feeling down, thinking it’s because you’re still kind of stuck on Wanda but no, it kept bubbling up to the surface. And for good reason too. Alarm bells started going off in your brain the moment she asked what your financial situation was like. You wanted to tell her it was none of her business, or make some dumb joke about how that was a more third date kind of line of questioning but instead you told her just what she was itching to hear. God, you wish you had a spine.

“It’s okay, I get by,” you shrug and the look of pure joy that takes over her face is blinding.

“How would you feel if I told you that I have a business opportunity for you that’s going to make you a lot of money?” she asks gleefully. 

You should’ve ended the date then and there but your lack of a goddamn spine came through and you sat and listened to her whole spiel, telling her you were interested in selling nutritional supplements as a side hustle to make extra money and that you’d get back to her soon. She left pretty satisfied after that and it was safe to say that you hate yourself.

You were getting sick of this. Another failed first date. You plop yourself down on the bar stool and the bartender, and your friend, Agatha, greets you with a quirk of her perfectly plucked eyebrow. 

“What was wrong with this one?” She asks, setting a tall glass of seven and seven in  front of you, on the house, she says. 

“Is it too much to ask to not get roped into an MLM recruitment on the first date? I mean, save that shit for the tenth date, at least,” you say as you take a rather large sip from your glass. 

“It happens to,” she trails off before sighing, “Actually, it does not happen to all of us,” she finishes with a snort.

“I’m cursed,” you groan, sipping from the straw.

“You’re not cursed, you’re just special,” she says sympathetically, patting your hand before going to the other end of the bar to attend to another customer. 

“So, who was she?” Agatha asks.

“Sharon. She’s my friend Peggy’s cousin. I didn’t even know she was into women,” you shrug.

“Hmm, maybe she was just trying to get a new member for her cult. What do they sell anyway?” 

“Nutritional supplements or like gummies or something, I wasn’t listening,” you grumbel, biting the straw. 

“Well, you need to wade through a sea of cheaters and recruiters to finally find the one. And you’re young, you have time,” she says. Agatha was older than you, by ten years at least. You were turning thirty this year and she seemed closer to forty, though you’d never ask her.

“Not really. I need a date for my friends Bucky and Nat’s wedding. My ex is gonna be there too,” you say, blowing bubbles into your drink.

“The one who cheated on you?” she asks, wiping down the counter.

“Yeah, and last I heard, she’s still with that old guy she cheated on me with,” you sigh, holding your head in your hands in despair. A warm hand encircles your wrist, making you look up. Agatha’s looking at you with a mischievous smile and you realise that you never noticed before just how pretty her eyes were. They were a pale grey and if you weren’t so close to her, one might even mistake them for blue. 

“So, you need a date for this wedding to make your ex realise what she’s missing, right?” She’s outright smirking now, a twinkle to her eyes in mirth.

“Yeah, what are you suggesting?” you frown, confusion lacing your tone.

“I think I might have an idea of exactly who can help you,” she says and you must say, you’re intrigued. You’ve never heard her speak like this, so giddy, almost evil. She was easy going and while you weren’t extremely close to her, you knew her well enough to know she wouldn’t cause you any harm, not intentionally.

“Really? And who might that be? If you’re about to suggest a shrink, I have a rather colourful array of words to offer,” you squint your eyes at her, wondering where she’s going with this.

“Darling, no one short of the good Lord up above can help you but for this situation, I know who can,” she says as she lets go of your wrist, knowing that she has your full attention. 

‘Well? Spit it out already,” you demand impatiently.

With a dramatic flourish of her hands, she says in a sultry tone “Me, darling, who else?” 

[getlostsquidward]

hi, could i request some agatha x reader hurt/comfort??? if not it’s okay, it’s super chill. maybe like during their stay in the hex reader feels like agatha doesn’t love them / want anything to do with them anymore and agatha eventually finds out and reassures them that isn’t true?? ((maybe with smut at the end??? only if you’re comfortable with it tho!!!)) i love your writing btw 💕

afterglow

pairing: agatha harkness x reader

summary: ever since wanda had let her grief take over, everything had changed in westview and its people–yours and agatha's lives included.

warnings: a teeny tiny sexy time, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, ambiguous ending xd

You don’t know when it started–when Agatha barely comes home (granted it’s a fake one, but home, nonetheless.) Wherever you are, you consider home as long as you are with her, but right now, home feels like a faraway place, like it found a better person to give its shelter to.

Ever since Wanda had let her grief take over, everything had changed in Westview and its people–yours and Agatha's lives included.

Wanda, Wanda, Wanda–it’s all you can hear coming out of her mouth. You knew the older witch has an unquenchable thirst for power, and maybe you should’ve known that one day she’d prioritize terrorizing a grief-laden woman with immense power over her powerless, mortal girlfriend. That said, you would never want to be the reason she stops doing what she has been doing for decades, and this has been your setup whenever she has a mission. You would always wait for her at home, with Agatha always saying she didn't want you to get caught between the witchcraft and being the reason you get hurt. She'd always assure you that she'll be back safe and sound in no time, and she always delivered on her promises.

That's why this particular trip gave a different feel to it the minute you step foot in this fake world. 

Gone were the days of waking up with Agatha cocooning you in her warmth. There was only cold and empty space beside you, even her scent missing from the barely used pillows. When she comes home at night, you don't ask her where she has been, or who she has been with—not that you feel the need to. There was only one reason you were in this dreary town.

When she’s not out messing with Wanda, she’s holed up in the basement, and you’re stuck in your room, thankful for the companion of the little rabbit. If you get lucky, you get a kiss or two as she passes by you around the house. You're not sure how long it has been since you arrived here, and for what it's worth, you've never felt so close yet so far with the love of your life. You feel a bit further away from her as days pass by, as the decades change. It hurts but you don't want to give up, even though the feeling of you're just wasting each other's time feels a little stronger every day. 

Everything has changed, and you were scared you might be losing Agatha. 

//

Agatha is out shopping with Wanda first thing in the morning, buying baby clothes with the redhead while she couldn't even sit through breakfast with you.

The fastest pregnancy in history should amaze you in the least, but you couldn't find it in you to feel something…anything. The more Agatha leaves your side, the more she takes every piece of you with her, leaving you hollow and empty.

That night, she slides into the covers next to you, slipping an arm around your waist. She presses a kiss to your shoulder and pulls you close. “Why are you still awake, darling?”

“Can’t sleep.”

“Tell me about your day.”

You rolled your eyes, doubting if she genuinely wants to hear about it or if it was just to make small talk for old-time's sake. “There’s nothing to tell about it, it’s just the same old. Tell me about yours.”

As soon as she opened her mouth you regretted reciprocating the question. You should have known better than to hurt yourself hearing her talk about Wanda as if she'd rather be with her than in your presence.

“Oh, I can’t wait to see her again…” Agatha mumbled as she nuzzled your neck. That remark was the last nail in the coffin, the overwhelming jealousy and hurt provoking you and prompting you to turn and move on top of her. Her eyes went wide at the sudden movement, surprised. Agatha has never seen you with that fire in your eyes.

She was about to speak but you cut her off with a kiss. “Shh. Don't speak.” You felt her smirk against your lips. “Unless it's to scream my name.” I don't want to hear her name from your mouth.

Leaning down, you kissed Agatha feverishly, like a predator savoring its prey—teeth almost clashing, tongues shoved in each other's throat, bottom lips bruised as one suckled and nipped on the other like a hungry beast.

//

The way you took charge blew Agatha's mind, not stopping until you were sure she was limp and tired. She almost passed out right after, her eyes heavy with sleep. You didn't think you had it in you until tonight, but the intrusive thought that this might be your last night with her has won.

Agatha looks so peaceful in her sleep, her lashes fluttering ever so slightly. She had a small smile on her features, and her blissed-out look was one you could never forget. This is the first time that you even had time to properly look at her ever since her obsession with Wanda grew.

You didn't realize you were crying until you tasted salt on your lips. 

At that same moment, you slipped out of bed, taking one last look at her before completely disappearing from her life.

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Making your way through Ellis street was unexpectedly easier than you thought it would be. The night, though, made it harder to see the barrier, not that it was visible to the naked eye. You continued to walk forward, finding for the telltale signs of something unusual, something magical. Soon enough, you found what you were looking for. The barrier crackled and buzzed in front of you, its appearance reminiscent of television static. 

You envied Wanda, wishing you also had the same abilities so Agatha won't have to chase another person to claim their power. She doesn't even have to ask, you know you'd willingly give her yours if you had them. 

You wished you had your own Westview and just live happily and in peace with Agatha.

Based on what you heard from her rambles, you knew that Wanda was able to blast Geraldine out of the barrier. You don't know if you would be able to get past it, but you have to try. 

Hovering your hand over the division, you tentatively let your fingertips push through. It felt like there was nothing sort of a barrier, as if the moment you laid your hands on it, it disappeared.

Was it letting you through?

With this newfound realization, you take a deep breath, getting ready to walk through it.

You watch as the barrier slowly sucks your hand, making a shiver run through your body. Halfway through your arm, a force pulls you away from the barrier—their gentle touch contrasting their strong grip on your waist.

She didn't let you fall to the ground, making her body catch you as you stumbled backward. Looking down at the black-stained hands on your stomach, you sighed in relief knowing it wasn't Wanda.

Now you feel like a complete fool—attempting to run away from Agatha only to feel comforted that she had prevented you from doing so.

The two of you stayed silent in the middle of the empty land, Agatha still holding you close to her. You could feel her heart rapidly beating—or maybe that was yours. You don't know anymore.

“Why are you up, Agatha? You should be sleeping.”

“I can't. Not without you.”

Scoffing, you wiggled out of her embrace to face her. “That's funny.” There was clear spite in your voice, but the tears that were starting to form in the corner of your eyes and the lump forming in your throat betrayed you.

Agatha reaches for your hand, holds it to her face, and presses a kiss on your palm. “I love you.”

“You sure have a funny way of showing that. I barely see you, you speak to me as if I'm just a wall to bounce your ideas off to. Everything's changed, and we're as close as strangers now, Agatha. I truly wish that this is all a nightmare, but I'm wide awake the whole time. I don't want to hold you back so I'm leaving—”

“Hold me back? You can never do that to me, darling. I can only find solace with you by my side. I asked you to come with me here because unlike all the other trips I've had, I'm unfamiliar with this– Wanda's source of power. You keep me grounded. When you're with me I feel…that everything's going to be fine.”

The witch comes home at night when you're already asleep. She makes her way under the covers to hold you close. She doesn't sleep, she just watches you as you rest–as creepy as it may sound. Agatha finds peace in listening to the steady beat of your heart. 

But she's so close to breaking in the redhead, so she lets go of her hold on you before you could wake up. She thought it would be easier when you don't see her leave. She thought it would be easier to leave when you don't stare with your lovely eyes.

Clearly, she thought wrong.

Agatha didn't mean to hurt you, let alone make you feel that she doesn't love you anymore. She wants Wanda's immense power, yes, but it doesn't mean she wants her.

She should've known that look you gave her earlier before masking it away. Her chest hurts as she thinks about the way you silently suffered, thinking about how you thought she didn't love you anymore—which the very idea is appalling to her. Agatha can never not love you.

“I didn't mean to hurt you, and I'm sorry. Don't leave me, darling, please…please don't walk away.”

Tears began to fall from her eyes, and the sight alone breaks your heart even more. Suddenly, the idea of leaving her seemed outrageous. You wiped her tears with your thumb, your own falling freely on your face. 

“I don't want to lose this with you. I don't want to lose you, Y/N.”

“I love you too.”

Her bright blue eyes lit up as they flickered to yours. “You're all I want, baby,” she says, cupping your cheeks. She steps closer, bringing your lips to hers. 

“And more power?” you breathed, lips still ghosting against hers. Agatha looked confused but chuckled at the sight of your playful smirk. “All I want is you, and more power.”

“Then let's go take power from the undeserving.”

Hand in hand, you walked back towards your house, the daybreak illuminating your path. You felt content, free of the heavy feeling you've been carrying, but there's a new gnawing thought that creeps up behind your head that you won’t get to bask in this afterglow for long.

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[mrsagathaharkness]

What Are We?

AGATHA HARKNESS x READER

SUMMARY: Wanting to be more than just ‘friends’.

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I couldn't sleep. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t. This has been happening a lot lately and I really didn't know why, but the one thing that did help me wind down for the evening was reading a book, so I decided to sneak out of my house and head on over to the town library. I also decided to invite Agatha, my neighbor, to join me.

Within 5 minutes, I got a notification. I grab my phone out of my pocket and take a look.

Agatha <3: Sounds fun! Meet you there, hon, xoxo

I couldn’t help but smile. Her and I have only recently started seeing each other and it wasn't anything serious…though I wished otherwise. I couldn’t help it. From how attractive she is to her charming personality, it was next to impossible. You try having a woman as exquisite as her shamelessly flirting with you for weeks and try not to fall. You can’t.

Since I was one of the employees who worked at the library, I had a spare key. I unlock the back entrance, get in and close it behind me. Five minutes were spent browsing through the isles, until I eventually found a novel I’ve been meaning to start. I found my favorite spot in the whole building, which was a small corner at the very end of it, and snuggled into the couch.

All was at peace, before I heard footsteps.

I figured it was just my mind playing tricks on me, so I chose to ignore it...then I heard it again. I looked back at the entrance and saw no one coming in or going out. I turn back to see someone standing right in front of me, making me almost scream, when she covers my mouth,

"Shhh, it's just me", Agatha said chuckling,

"That was NOT funny!", I yell-whisper,

She sat down next to me, amused at my jumpiness. I take a moment, before scooting closer. She takes the opportunity to rest her head on my shoulder and all I could focus on was how sweet her hair smelled and how soft it was against my face.

“Which part are you on?”, she asked,

Her question brought me back to reality. I placed my finger on the 4 line. She hums and starts to read along. Her hand finds its way onto my thigh, halting my breath. All I felt in that moment was the biggest rush of butterflies in my stomach, all from just her hand on my leg. God, what is wrong with me. She notices how stiff I’d become and looks up at me.

“Are you alright, baby?”, concern present in her voice,

She didn’t not just call me baby, while I’m over here trying not melt into a puddle. Come on, it’s now or never. Just do it, coward.

"What are we?", the bluntness catching the older woman off guard,

"What do you mean?", she questioned,

Straightening her posture.

"Well, we've been hanging out more and more recently, so I was just...wondering", I explained,

The room went silent for a moments. You could cut the tension with a knife. Her sky blue orbs meet my own, as Agatha finally spoke. She gently reached over, cupping my cheek.

"We can be whatever you want…”, she assured,

Taking my hands into hers.

“All I ask is that you keep me around", she replied,

It was as if time stopped and everything else disappeared…all except…her. Was this real? Was this just a dream? Will I wake up and be faced with nothing but disappointment. All doubts melted away, the moment I felt her thumbs rubbing the back of my hands.

"Do you really mean it?", I asked,

Wanting reassurance. She simply chuckled to herself, before returning her attention back to me.

"Of course, whatever your comfortable with, I'm okay with, but to be honest, I really like you, (Y/N)", she admits,

Looking at me with the most loving gaze. I couldn’t help but smile at her words. She leans in.

“Every”

She kisses my cheek.

“Single”

Then kisses my other.

“Part”

Moves onto my forehead.

“Of”

Her lips meet the tip of my nose, causing a giggle to escape my lips.

“You”

Finally, her lips locked with mine and it was something better than I could ever have dreamed of.