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[marril96]

Agathario AU | Agatha and Rio enjoy a winter hike.

[drghostwrite]

What Love Left Behind

Well I did it again… or at least I had some help from a special someone who knows who she is…

We found a quote that I want to use to write for everyone favorite obsession, Agatha Harkness…

“I asked her if she believed in love, and she told me it’s her most elaborate method of self-harm.”

Pairing: Agatha Harkness x reader

Warnings: smut… Minors DNI!!!!

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The words came out so easily, it surprised even you.

“I love you.”

You and Agatha had decided on having a night in to yourselves, an intimate evening between two girlfriends. You found yourself cooking at the stove while Agatha filled you in on her latest witchy adventures.

You poured her another glass of wine and kissed her lips as she slid up onto the counter and you slid between her legs, your hands massaging into her thighs.

“Mm I could get used to this view…” she said in a sultry tone before bending to kiss you.

“Oh yeah?… me cooking for you or me trapped between these gorgeous legs?”

“Both… you belong with me darling, every part of  you.”

“I love you.” and there it was the atomic bomb that you just let slip.

Agatha froze, her sharp features momentarily softening into something unreadable. Then, just as quickly, her smirk returned, guarded and playful.

“Well, aren’t you sweet,” she teased, her voice light but distant.

She didn’t say it back. Instead, she slid off the counter and padded into the couch, taking her wine glass. You tried to ignore the sting, but the silence between you grew heavier with every passing second.

Later that night, as you lay together in bed, you couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. Agatha had been quieter than usual, her touch softer, almost hesitant. Normally, her hands would roam your body with the confidence of someone who knew exactly how to unravel you. Tonight, they rested idly, her fingers barely grazing your arm.

“Agatha,” you murmured, turning to face her. Her eyes met yours, her face unreadable in the dim light of the room.

“Yes, darling?” she replied, her voice smooth but distant.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” she said, forcing a small smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “Just tired.”

You studied her carefully, noticing the tension in her shoulders, the way her jaw tightened ever so slightly. Agatha was a master at hiding her feelings, but you’d learned to see through the cracks in her armor.

“Agatha, don’t you dare try to spare me.”

Her jaw tightened, and she looked away. “It’s not about you.”

You sat up, studying her closely. “Is it because I said I love you?”

Her breath hitched, and the mask slipped. She turned her head toward you, her expression startled, almost vulnerable. For a moment, you thought she might deny it, but then the weight of her silence answered for her.

“Why would you think that?”

“Because you’ve been distant ever since,” you said softly. “Please, talk to me.”

Her hand came up to rub her forehead as she tried to look away, and when she spoke, her voice was low and guarded. “It’s not that, it’s just…” she began, but you shook your head.

“Just what?… Don’t do that,” you said gently. “Don’t dismiss it. Talk to me.”

She hesitated, her eyes searching yours before she exhaled shakily. “You really want to know?”

“Yes.” You nodded giving her the room to breathe.

Agatha sat up, her hands twisting in the sheets. “There was a woman once. Rio.” Her voice wavered, and you reached for her hand, intertwining your fingers. “I loved her. Trusted her. She was the first person who made me think… maybe I wasn’t as unlovable as my mother claimed I was... maybe I could be good… But she betrayed me. She took everything I gave her and left me hollow.”

Your heart ached as you listened, but you didn’t interrupt.

“And my mother…” Her voice cracked, and she took a moment to collect herself. “She believed I was born evil... That I would destroy everything I touched... She convinced the coven to believe it too. They tried to kill me.”

Her eyes glistened, but she didn’t stop. “Then there was Nicholas. My son.” She swallowed hard, her grip on your hand tightening. “I brought him into this world alone. Hid him, protected him,  even killed for him… I did everything I could to keep him safe. And still, I lost him. I’ve lost everyone I’ve ever…”

The words broke off, her voice choked with emotion sobs wracked her frame as she shook, her hand grasping yours, afraid to let go.

Silence hung between you as you absorbed her pain, her grief. She finally looked at you, her expression fragile, tears cascading down her cheeks. 

“Do you see now? Love destroys me.”

You reached for her face, brushing away her tears with your thumb. 

“Do you believe me?”

“What?” she whispered.

“Do you believe that I love you?”

Her lips parted, but no words came out.

You bent up so that your lips could kiss away the salty tears falling down her cheeks, your lips meeting her quickly but soft and gentle.

You shifted, straddling her lap, your hands cradling her face. “I love you, Agatha Harkness,” you said, your voice firm. “Every part of you. Your past, your pain, your scars. I see it all, and I love you.”

“Y/N…” she said breathlessly.

“Do you believe in love?… our love?” You asked against her lips.

Her hands gripped your waist tightly, her breathing uneven. “It’s my most elaborate method of self-harm,” she admitted, her voice trembling.

You leaned in, pressing your forehead to hers. “Not anymore… You don’t have to hurt anymore. Not with me…. I’ll love you, protect you, cherish you. Always.”

Her nails dug into the sensitive skin of your hips, pulling you closer as her lips found yours. The kiss was deep, raw, and filled with a need that made your heart ache.

Slowly you pushed her back, her hair falling in a halo around her, your hand pressing into the pillow beside her head, your other hand running down her side as you moved down her body.

You began to worship her body with slow, reverent kisses, murmuring against her skin. “I love this,” you said, tracing the line of her jaw.

“And this,” you whispered, kissing the hollow of her throat, then trailing to her collarbone, then you followed down her chest, kissing the valley between her breasts.

You allowed your lips to briefly meet an erect nipple, your tongue flicking over it. A small whimper pulling from her lips as her hand ran through your hair.

“I love the way when I run my hands up your side you melt…” you said kissing over her ribs, your hands gripping into the soft skin of her sides.

“I love that you once carried a beautiful baby boy…” you kissed over her bare stomach, taking her hand in yours and intertwining your fingers, “I love that one day you could carry our baby…”

You heard her breath hitch and her hand twitched against yours.

“I love your thighs and how I can mark them…” you said bending down, slowly spreading her legs and laying in between them… you nipped at them with your teeth before running your tongue over the spot and then sucking making sure to leave a few marks to be found later.

“I love the gorgeous sounds that you make for me when I do things like this…” you bent down pulling her underwear aside and placing a soft kiss to her clit, hearing a small moan slip past her lips.

“Y/N, love…” she trailed.

“Tell me what you need Agatha…”

“I need you��” she whispered almost as a final plea.

“Mm, I’m right here pretty girl…” you moaned against her, slowly puling her panties off and tossing them behind you.

you looked down to see her glistening folds, already so wet for you, but you didn’t want to tease, you wanted to let her know how much you worshipped her.

“So wet for me… god you’re fucking beautiful…” you said running your tongue flat against her, tasting her. Watching her head fall back against the pillow, but her hand stayed intertwined with yours, her fingers squeezing yours as if your hand was a lifeline.

You swirled your tongue around her sensitive clit before dipping back down to collect more of her on your tongue. You could hear her breaths getting shorter and more on even.

“such a goddess…” you moaned against her. Her hips bucking up into you for more, you could tell she was getting close.

“darling, I-I…” she started, usually you would make her wait… make her hold out for as long as possible, but not this time, no you wanted her to take everything she needed. You didn’t care that her hips rocked unsteadily against your mouth, or how she ground hard against your tongue, but you loved the way she sat up her face contorted in pleasure only to let her piercing blue eyes meet yours.

“Y/N…” she panted breathlessly, trying to keep eye contact.

“Cum for me Agatha…” with that she finally reached her high, her back arching slightly as her orgasm took over, her thighs snapping closed around you aside from your arm stopping her as you still held her hand.

you stayed like that for awhile, waiting for her body to relax before you crawled back up to lay next to her. She leaned in her forehead finding the crook of your neck as your fingers lazily traced patterns on her back and arms.

“Agatha Harkness…” you whispered her full name, pulling her attention as she leaned to look into your eyes, you reached brushing a stray piece hair out of her face.

“Hmm?” She hummed studying your eyes.

“I love you.”

She moved to face you more but this time her piercing blue eyes were hopeful.

“I love you too.”

“All of you, Agatha. Every single piece… your heart is mine to protect and that what I’m going to do… Loving you has never been easier… you deserve to be loved like this, and I intend to prove that to you.”

Tears slid down her cheeks, but this time, they weren’t just from pain. They were from the hope she thought she’d lost, the love she never believed she deserved.

And as you held her that night, as you loved her with every fiber of your being, she let herself believe that maybe, just maybe, love didn’t have to destroy her after all.

After all maybe she was good, and she found the one person that saw that good no matter what.

[maines]

[denkryn]

You can take away her beer, her gun, her plaid, but you can never take away her lesbianism.

[totally-correct-fandoms]

[cabinetofquriosities]

I love Lilia’s “Oh, damn…” reaction here.

[mcufam]

AGATHA ALL ALONG 1.05 - Darkest Hour Wake Thy Power

[wlwshipping-littlehuntress]

You love me. Why don't you want me?

[bestwitchsam]

Agatha x Nicky x Lady Death #Agatha

[nonbinarylesbianherb]

Something about powerful old witches who have their power blocked off from them and are in a complicated decades (/centuries) old lesbian romance makes me foam at the mouth .

[thestarlightforge]

ohhh man. stephen gaslit gatekept boybossed a little too close to the sun, I fear 🤭

[marril96]

Agathario AU | Agatha, Rio, and Nicky are stuck inside during a snowstorm on Christmas. Nicky is scared. Agatha and Rio try to make him feel better.

[confuseuniverse]

Agatha : So if you show a little self-restraint, witch lesbihonest you gonna need to

Lilia : *groan slightly*

[maines]

with every bend beyond the end your mother loves you so — x

[denkryn]

Agatha Harkness needs YOU to know she’s GAY.