thehxrkness

[thehxrkness]

”It is an honor to meet you, Agatha,” Aislin told the witch, her own eyes shifting colors from light purple to a plum color as to show Agatha she was one of her ‘kind’ — a fellow witch.

Agatha looked the woman up and down, before smirking. Why the other had come to see her specifically was beyond her, she had long since abandoned The Witches Road and had secluded herself to study her newly acquired Darkhold.

"Do tell me, why have you sought me out?"

[thehxrkness]

((Agatha's finally ready to come back, so like this for a starter! If you're a multimuse specify which muse! Also feel free to DM me if you're looking to plot something!))

[thehxrkness]

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐀 𝐘𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 .    (  a collection of  mixed action prompts.   adjust phrasing as desired.   potentially mature content within.  )

[ 1. ] sender steps between receiver and an aggressive stranger, voice low and steady: "walk. away."

[ 2. ] sender teaches receiver self-defense, hands firm on their hips as they adjust their stance.

[ 3. ] sender presses their forehead to receiver's, voice breaking as they murmur, "i don't know how to fix this, but i'm not leaving."

[ 4. ] sender shoves receiver out of the way of a projectile.

[ 5. ] sender combs their fingers through receiver's hair in the aftermath of a traumatic event, whispering words of comfort.

[ 6. ] sender whispers, “i’ve thought about this all day,” before pinning receiver against a wall for a searing kiss.

[ 7. ] sender wipes away the receiver’s falling tears with their thumb and whispers, “i’m here."

[ 8. ] sender patches up receiver's wounds, hands trembling as they whisper, "you can't keep doing this to me."

[ 9. ] sender shoves receiver into a hiding spot, hissing, "stay here or i’ll kill you myself."

[ 10. ] sender finds receiver drunk at a party, sighing. "let’s get you home."

[ 11. ] sender is discovered sleepwalking by receiver.

[ 12. ] sender steals receiver’s weapon and presses it to their own chest, daring: “go ahead. prove me right.”

[ 13. ] sender ‘accidentally’ flashes receiver while changing, purring, "see something you like?"

[ 14. ] sender whispers, "you’ll ruin me," before biting receiver’s lip hard enough to draw blood.

[ 15. ] sender takes over while receiver is giving themselves stitches, promising to handle it.

[ 16. ] sender frantically grips receiver by the shoulders, "don't you dare close your eyes."

[ 17. ] sender fixes receiver’s crooked [ tie / jewelry ], teasing, "nervous?"

[ 18. ] sender shakes receiver out of a nightmare, comforting them in the aftermath. "same nightmare again?"

[ 19. ] sender brings hot tea and medication to a [ hungover / ill ] receiver.

[ 20. ] sender invites receiver to dance with them, insisting, "what? this song's perfect."

[ 21. ] sender leaves a single rose on receiver’s windshield with a note: "you’re being followed. smile."

[ 22. ] sender pins receiver’s wrists during a sparring match, grinning, "yield."

[ 23. ] sender playfully steals something from receiver, initiating a chase. "come and get it, then."

[ 24. ] sender drapes a blanket over receiver, accidentally waking them. "sorry, go back to sleep."

[ 25. ] receiver returns home only to find sender already there. "finally."

[ 26. ] after a pleasant night out together, sender asks: "can i kiss you goodnight?"

[ 27. ] sender wipes the blood from receiver's face, murmuring, "let's get you cleaned up."

[ 28. ] sender shoves receiver against a vending machine to dodge security, breathless. "act natural."

[ 29. ] sender wakes receiver in the throes of a nightmare, reassuring them, "it's okay, it's not real."

[ 30. ] sender purposefully antagonizes receiver, hurling insults; "what are you gonna do about it?"

[thehxrkness]

REBLOG TO BE INCLUDED IN A MARVEL ROLEPLAY MASTERLIST

THE LIST CAN BE FOUND [HERE]. PLEASE INCLUDE IN THE TAGS WHAT MUSE/S YOU WRITE. ROLEPLAY BLOGS ONLY.

[thehxrkness]

((I know I've been very absent lately, but I want to slowly push a new blog over that I just made.

@fxturesight on Tumblr

It's Destiny from X-Men, and I think she'd fit really well with a lot of the witches from AAA. Feel free to give her a follow!))

[thehxrkness]

((I know I've been very absent lately, but I want to slowly push a new blog over that I just made.

@fxturesight on Tumblr

It's Destiny from X-Men, and I think she'd fit really well with a lot of the witches from AAA. Feel free to give her a follow!))

[thehxrkness]

WHAT LOW ACTIVITY & SLOW REPLY MEANS:

it means i want to be here, i really do 

it means that i have, whether i like it or not, more important things to do than roleplay at the moment

it means that replies are going to sit for a moment

WHAT IT DOESN’T MEAN:

that i care any less

that i don’t want to talk / plot with you

that you aren’t allowed to IM me or ask for my disco

Sometimes Tumblr has to take a back burner, and that’s fine! Roleplay will still be here when we get back. So take that day to yourself. Don’t worry about drafts. Don’t worry about how “slow” you are being. Everything is okay!

[thehxrkness]

SITTING IN SOMEONE'S LAP PROMPTS.

listen. i want to tell ye that i have infinite reasons for making this. that i've been designing this for weeks, months even. but i can't. this happened because i saw one (1) meme and aligned that with two (2) cups of coffee. either way besties, you're all getting a strangely detailed list of reasons to drop your muse into another muse's lap. you wanna switch the roles? add a [ REVERSE ] if you want your muse to be the lap that's being sat in! don't add to this list, don't claim it as your own, i'll curse all your potatoes to be soapy and sad to consume.

[ SHAVE ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap so they can carefully shave the last of the receiver's stubble from their face.

[ MAKE-UP ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap in order to get a better vantage point to apply makeup to their face.

[ SNIP-SNIP ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap whilst giving them a haircut.

[ HAIR ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap so that the receiver can style or just play with their hair in peace.

[ CAR ]: sender ends up sitting in the receiver's lap whilst in a very crowded car together.

[ STUMBLE ]: sender loses their balance and trips backwards, falling into the receiver's lap in the process.

[ INTIMIDATION ]: sender, in an effort to frighten the receiver by invading their personal space, sits in their lap to try and inspire discomfort or fear in them.

[ LOOK ]: sender, wanting to see something that can only really be seen from where the receiver is sitting, sits in their lap in order to see it as well.

[ HEAL ]: sender ends up in the receiver's lap trying to tend to their wounds to the best of their abilities.

[ FEAR ]: a frightened sender sits in the receiver's lap in an effort to feel some measure of safety and protection.

[ COMFORT ]: sender, after a challenging and emotionally draining experience, settles into the receiver's lap in search of a feeling of comfort.

[ ADJUST ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap in order to fix their collar or tie or other item of clothing.

[ STRADDLE ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap with one leg on either side of their legs, straddling them effectively.

[ EMBRACE ]: sender settles in the receiver's lap to give them a long, well-deserved hug in comfort.

[ CARRY ]: sender, having been carried by the receiver for other reasons, winds up sitting in their lap once they sit down.

[ THROW ]: sender flings themselves at the receiver, so eager for a hug that they end up in their lap.

[ DROP ]: exasperated (or maybe just exhausted) the sender drops down into the receiver's lap to rest.

[ CUDDLE ]: eager for some well-earned cuddling, the sender finds it much easier for everyone involved to sit in the receiver's lap during the cuddle session.

[ MOVIE ]: while watching a movie together (and possibly being so distracted by the film that they don't realize what they're doing) the sender settles back into the receiver's lap.

[ CHAIR ]: the distinct lack of available chairs in a room results in the sender having no choice but to sit in the receiver's lap.

[ CLOSENESS ]: after having been apart for a considerable length of time, the sender sits into the receiver's lap just to be close to them.

[ PRETEND ]: in a bid to persuade others that they're in a relationship (even though they're probably not) the sender climbs into the receiver's lap to convince the on-lookers of their legitimacy.

[ LEARN ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap so they can teach them a particular practical skill (e.g. pottery, knot-tying etc.)

[ ACCIDENT ]: the sender, unaware that the seat they're trying to claim is occupied, drops into the receiver's lap without realizing it.

[ EXHAUSTION ]: the sender, surrounded by nothing but uncomfortable places to rest in, finds a solution by sitting in the receiver's lap in order to rest and possibly sleep.

[ CHILLED ]: the sender and receiver find themselves in a particularly cold room, leading the sender to sit in the receiver's lap in order to share body heat.

[ KISS ]: the sender lowers themselves into the receiver's lap in order to kiss them properly.

[ FLIRT ]: the sender, only just beginning to explore the romantic side of a relationship with the receiver, sits in their lap in order to express their feelings clearly.

[ ROMANCE ]: the sender, in a well-established romantic relationship with the receiver, sits in their lap just because they can.

[ THRONE ]: having found the receiver sitting in their throne, the sender sits in their lap in order to symbolically and physically share the seat.

[thehxrkness]

Send 🩸 to punch my muse in the face without warning / Send 👊 to be punched in the face by my muse!

[thehxrkness]

((Hey guys sorry I haven't been on, holidays had me busy and now I'm sick again, so I'm hoping I'll feel better by the end of the week here.))

[thehxrkness]

((Hey if anyone wants to plot/chat, like this post for my discord! I'll dm you!))

[thehxrkness]

quit causing problems everywhere you go . (from kel)

"Mmm...how about no?"

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five times saddened:   ( five times the receiver felt sad for or because of the sender )

Five Times Prompt

The first time Agatha felt sad for Billy was when he was just a baby, Wanda and Vision unable to get him or his brother to stop crying. It reminded her of Nicky, to the point that she tried to help. Seeing the twins as little, helpless things...it just made her want her son back more. And god did she feel bad that she was going to hurt their mother for the power to bring him back.

The second time Agatha felt sad for Billy was when he told her he liked being around her because it was quiet with her. She realized then that the boy's powers were strong and he seemed to have a hard time controlling them, like his mother. She knew she wasn't a good person then, and yet Billy already seemed to trust her. She only wished she could have done better for him and Tommy.

The third time Agatha felt sad for Billy was when he finally was able to say his own name again, his sigil broken. For so long he had been unable to voice who he was, and when he finally did, it came at a price, a loss of a coven-mate from the trial before by her own hand. While she was proud of him, she also knew that her own actions had caused a rift. One she couldn't mend easily. She only wished she had done better, and not let herself kill Alice.

The fourth time Agatha felt sad for Billy was in the final trial, when he was desperate to get his brother back. That desperation was something Agatha understood more deeply than the boy would ever know. For once, she did the right thing because of how she felt, and only wanted to help him return the one person he needed. At least he could have a chance at reuniting with him.

The fifth and final time Agatha felt sad for Billy was when she knew she had to let herself die in front of him. His words had echoed in her head, that she really wasn't that bad. All he had to do was say Nicky's name in her mind and she knew what she had to do. After everything she had been through...she couldn't stay to help him further. That was what she regretted most.

[thehxrkness]

If Rose only knew who she was speaking to. Perhaps then the tone would change, and Agatha would have to try and disappear again. It was unlike her to be this defensive and careful, normally she was quite carefree. Yet she feared her own power would hurt her little one inside, so she had put her full guard up. There was no coven nearby because of it. It was just Agatha and the child she carried that she sired with Death herself.

As the other introduced herself, she smiled a little, nodding her head. "I am Agnes." She wasn't about to give herself away, so her moniker that she had chosen to use was the name she gave. "I am not looking to do any rituals or magic tonight, just rest my tired body." She then told her, slowly moving to sit back down. For now she'd stay...but if any sign of a threat were to come to her? She would leave.

"It's okay. You can stay for a while." Rose said as the other told her she could go away. That was when she noticed the other was carrying, how curious. A witch, alone, pregnant. Her curiosity was peeked, and she kind of wanted to know more. Mostly where one witch was, there were more nearby, something about living in a coven for most of their lives, especially when they were a bit more in a compromised state as this one so obviously was.

"I'm just here for my rituals, you can join, or do your own if you so wish." She smiled at the brunette. "They say that the rituals get stronger when there are more witches performing them." Suddenly she realized she hadn't introduced herself to the other just yet. My name is Rooswitha, but you may call me Rose for short."

[thehxrkness]

Agatha's eyes examined the other's in her sick haze, and yet that feeling, the one she had fought to push down, to tell herself she hated the other...it was coming back. Perhaps it was the vulnerability the sickness gave her, but nonetheless, it might be one of the few times Rio would get to see the Agatha that truly loved her.

"I do want it..."

Perhaps a part of her thought she was dying, and frankly, if it meant taking her last breaths with Rio by her side...that honestly didn't sound too horrible right now. Of course, she wasn't sick enough to die, but she wouldn't get better if left to her own devices again. Now would be the best time for Rio to stay and distract Agatha from that damned book, the one that radiated chaos and evil off of it, the one she should have never gotten her hands on.

Rio knew why she took it, though. Agatha was searching for some way to bring Nicky back. His loss hit her harder than anything else ever had in her life. Not even in her moments of thinking she was dead at her own execution could have compared to the raw emotion of losing the one thing made from her and Rio's love.

It was best Rio stayed for now, at least until the snark came back.

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the pull. the tug. the call. it ripped at her back suddenly and it would take her breath if she could or needed to breathe. agatha. agatha...

her eyes close and she attempts to locate the source of her desperation. her weakness. is she hurt? is she dying? her chest aches and with a swift motion, she rips through time and space and launched into the portal. her feet hit the ground inches away from a body. her eyes widen ever so slightly until she notices the rising and fall of the woman's chest. relief fills her and her arms immediately scoop her up.

she would deal with the anger and what ever emotions the witch would send her way after she gets her to the bed. her body far more warmer than usual....from what she could remember. it had been centuries.

but what she doesn't expect is the gratitude the other gives her as she lays her upon the blankets. she swallows down a lump in her throat, " you really are sick. " rio states, not letting the other's delirium give her too much hope.

" you really don't want me to stay... "

her words are filled with shock but she attempts to mask it as a warning. a warning that the other would regret allowing Death to stay at her bedside when she's better. " Agatha . . .? is that really what you want? "

[thehxrkness]

🐝  *  ―  𝑬𝑴𝑶𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑨𝑳𝑳𝒀 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑮𝑬𝑫 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  why did you have to leave me?  ❜ ❛  how could you do this to me?  ❜ ❛  i trusted you!  ❜ ❛  i'm sorry, but i can't do this anymore.  ❜ ❛  do you even care how much you hurt me?  ❜ ❛  i'll never stop fighting for us, no matter what.  ❜ ❛  i don't know if i can forgive you.  ❜ ❛  i never thought i'd feel so alone, even when you're right here.  ❜ ❛  please don't go, i can't handle losing you too.  ❜ ❛  you were the one person i thought i could always count on. why did you have to let me down?  ❜ ❛  did you ever even care about us? about me?  ❜ ❛  i wish i could hate you for what you've done, but i can't.  ❜ ❛  why do you always have to play games with my feelings?  ❜ ❛  i never thought saying goodbye would hurt this much.  ❜ ❛  every time i close my eyes, all i see is the pain you've caused.  ❜ ❛  why do you insist on tearing us apart when we could be so happy together?  ❜ ❛  i'm tired of pretending everything's okay when it's clearly not.  ❜ ❛  i don't even know who you are anymore.  ❜ ❛  i need you to understand how much you mean to me.  ❜ ❛  i'm scared of losing you, but i'm even more scared of losing myself.  ❜ ❛  why won't you let me in? what are you so afraid of?  ❜ ❛  you were my world, and now everything is falling apart.  ❜ ❛  how am i supposed to trust anyone after what you've done?  ❜ ❛  i can't go through this heartache again.  ❜ ❛  why did you leave without saying goodbye?  ❜ ❛  how could you say something like that to me?  ❜ ❛  you've always had a way of making me feel worthless.  ❜ ❛  don't you dare walk away from me when i'm talking to you.  ❜ ❛  please, just tell me the truth, even if it hurts. i can handle it.  ❜ ❛  i don't know how to fix what's broken between us anymore.  ❜ ❛  you're not the person i fell in love with anymore.  ❜ ❛  just hold me and tell me everything will be okay, even if it's a lie.  ❜ ❛  i trusted you, and you betrayed me.  ❜ ❛  i never meant to hurt you, it was never my intention.  ❜ ❛  i've given you everything, and it's still not enough.  ❜ ❛  why do you always have to make everything about you?  ❜ ❛  why did you do it? why did you betray me like that?  ❜ ❛  i miss you ... more than words can say.  ❜ ❛  you're the best thing that ever happened to me, and i'm scared of losing you.  ❜ ❛  i'll always be here for you, no matter what. just please don't shut me out.  ❜

[thehxrkness]

"If I could, I would have shook your hand. But...being like this has it's cons." She told the other, hoping to reassure her that it was okay to have tried to be proper. When she heard the other's name, her eyebrows rose. "My, that is a mouthful. But I can manage Val. I think we're going to get on well, hon."

She moved to 'sit' in a chair nearby, trying to make herself seem more human than ghost. Was it working? Probably not considering she was still transparent and all.

"She's not easy to come by, let alone talk to. Trust me on this, all you really need is unfinished business." She paused to listen, before nodding. "Oh I understand that feeling all too well. Do tell me more about this team. Perhaps I can help?"

"I did." According to her assistant Mel, some kids on Twitter said it made her look 'stuck in her teen goth phase', but what woman doesn't like a compliment? "Agatha," Val repeated, trying to remember if the name rang any bells from her mental cabinet of files. A gloved hand reached out instinctively, then pivoted to grab her glass of champagne when she figured that was the only tangible thing she could do in this situation. "Contessa Valentina Allegra de Fontaine, but just Val is fine." It's a mouthful. "Death herself, and here I was trying to make deals with the Devil." She wished she was joking, but one doesn't get all their hopes and desires without making a few shady trade offs. "I collected this...team, and they're not too keen on my side project."