When I Find A Brilliant, Jaw Dropping, Amazing X Reader Fic But Suddenly I’ve Been Given A First Name,

Lithario AU

Notoriously rival pirate captains Agatha Harkness and Rio Vidal find themselves in the midst of a feud over the attention of a captivatingly beautiful mermaid, Lilia Calderu.

Tags: @jubshead

꒰ঌ Couple prompts ໒꒱

☆ just married ☆

"honey, I need to do the groceries, be right back." "did you mean to say that we need to do the groceries? you gave up your personal space when you married me."

whenever somebody tries to flirt with them they flash their wedding ring

staring at each other/coexistening together for hours and not being bored

always needing physical (not sexual) contact (example: never letting go of each other's hands/cuddling a lot)

waking up to each other's presence

immediately cuddling when they both wake up

napping together

cooking together (either character A cooks and character B gives them all the necessary ingredients and chops some veggies, or character A cooks and character B hugs them from behind)

traveling to interesting places

hiding cute sticky notes in their s/o's clothing/bags/lunchbox

taking pictures of each other whenever they're doing anything

saying cute nothings to each other (most of the time it's cute things that are silly and make no sense)

"do you still love me?" "baby we're married." (now they have a strong argument whenever their partner "bugs" them with this oh so common question)

breakfast in bed

good morning kisses/temple kisses

hugging each other from behind

checking each other out whenever their s/o is not looking

gentle hand/wrist kisses

forehead kisses

waking each other up for work

making each other morning coffee/tea

gentle and casual conversations on weekends during breakfast

making each other lunchboxes and putting cute sticky notes on them

dancing together in the living room

dancing together in the rain/jumping in puddles

texting each other at work

always being there for each other/constant emotional support

exercising together

not having the need to go out on dates as frequently as they used to, the idea of staying at home and cooking together or relaxing with each other with a mug of coffee/tea seems more appealing now

baking together (more often than not the kitchen turns into a warzone because they love throwing flour at each other)

cleaning each other's lips with a napkin

feeding each other

sleepy kisses/cuddles

playfully biting each other's arms

writing cute poems for each other

buying each other's favorite snacks

making lunch/dinner when they come home from work while they wait for their s/o

cooking/doing chores if their s/o is not feeling well or feeling tired

reading together/reading books to each other

learning how to play an instrument together

spending more time with each other than with friends

@largefluff <3 <3 <3 other prompts

Agatha Harkness Having a Crush on You (Headcanons)

A/N: Requested by no one, I love this hoe so I’m doing it

*✧･ﾟListen Agatha is by no means tame when she has a crush

*✧･ﾟ Like most people would get all tongue tied, but this bitch is bold 

*✧･ﾟIt starts out as her being really curious about you, but she can’t quite put her finger on why you stand out so much to her 

*✧･ﾟ The moment she realizes that she has a crush on you, it is absolutely over for everyone 

*✧･ﾟYou lived in Westview without even realizing she existed and then one day, boom you can’t get rid of this crazy bitch

*✧･ﾟshe’ll stop you in town just to give you a wide smile and an earful of conversation

*✧･ﾟ She’s always super touchy with you, and grabs your arms or your waist when she’s speaking with you

*✧･ﾟAgatha is always enthusiastic as fuck when she speaks to you too like 

*✧･ﾟ “Y/N! Honey, you look stunning! I thought I was the best looking woman in this town, but you’re quite the competition!”

*✧･ﾟ If anyone in town so much as looks at you, she finds a way to interject if she’s around and makes sure to take up space so you pay attention to her instead

*✧･ﾟShe is always in your house and you have no idea how she does it 

*✧･ﾟ But you don’t necessarily mind considering you secretly love her company even if it might be a little… non-traditional

*✧･ﾟ always bringing you things

*✧･ﾟfood, presents, clothes, her rabbit, etc

*✧･ﾟshe’ll just start helping you around the house without you even asking her 

*✧･ﾟ Better yet, you come home to fully cooked dinners as a surprise

*✧･ﾟ The closer you two get, the more impatient she is

*✧･ﾟLike the second you start flirting back she knows it’s game over and that she has to make a move

*✧･ﾟShe’d probably tell you when you least expect it, like when she’s dropping something off or if she sees you out on the street

*✧･ﾟshe’d say something like “Listen, sugar. You’re single, and I’m clearly available-”

*✧･ﾟ you’d ask “What about Ralph?”

*✧･ﾟ in which she’d respond, “Who? Oh him… Yeah… Anyway, you’re single, and I’m clearly available so why don’t we get this show on the road, hm?”

*✧･ﾟYou’d ask, “Agnes, what are you talking about?”

*✧･ﾟ“I’m asking you on a date, Y/N. You and me, the whole shabang. What do you say, cutie?”

*✧･ﾟdoesn’t even acknowledge her fake husband bc she’s so infatuated with you

*✧･ﾟ fuck ralph lives ig

*✧･ﾟ but of course you accept and she’s all giddy and cryptic about it

*✧･ﾟ “Great! See you tonight, hun!” and then prepares to give you the date of a LIFETIME

*✧･ﾟ like fr get ready bitch bc she’s gonna go all out whether you like it or not

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Shape-shifter abilities

Shape-shifters are beings gifted with the remarkable power to change their form, allowing them to transform into animals, other people, or even mythical creatures. With an ability to adapt to different environments, they can alter their appearance, voice, and senses. Whether taking on the strength of a bear, the speed of a hawk, or the stealth of a cat, shape-shifters possess incredible versatility.

Abilities:

Shape-shifting - Users can create, shape, move, control, interact and manipulate bones, a rigid tissue that constitutes part of the vertebrate skeleton in animals, of oneself and others.

Full body transformation - The ability to completely transform into animals, humans, or mythical creatures, mimicking their forms and physical abilities.

Partial transformation - The power to shift specific body parts, like gaining claws, wings, or heightened senses without fully changing form.

Adaptable senses - Enhanced senses that adjust to the form they take, like keen eyesight as an eagle or a heightened sense of smell as a wolf.

Size alteration - The ability to increase or decrease size to mimic large animals or shrink down to evade detection.

Enhanced healing - Accelerated healing when shifting forms, often allowing them to quickly recover from wounds or illnesses.

Voice shifting - Changing vocal pitch and tone to imitate others' voices or animal sounds, useful for disguise or communication.

Scent alteration - Changing their scent to match their new form or erase it altogether, helpful for escaping predators or remaining undetected.

Night vision - Adapting to low-light vision when in certain forms, allowing them to see in the dark as nocturnal animals can.

Enchanted durbality, agility and strength

This feels short

Also i wanted to say something but i forgot

𝔱𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔞𝔩𝔱 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔦𝔯

A list of some names for 13,022 Palestinian children who were killed by Israel in #Gaza in just 111 days.

If this is not genocide then what!!

She would see your lingering presence in everything. Her daily newspaper would bring back memories of you trying to understand what was written with your very basic knowledge of Russian. It warmed Zelda’s heart to hear your rough and often incorrect translations. She no longer enjoys sitting by the fire because she doesn’t have you leaning against her whilst reading a herbalism book. You were an avid reader, often researching rituals or learning about different incantations.

However she no longer enjoyed these little moments in her day, they were duller now that you were gone. Zelda smiles less, your laugh no longer echoes in the parlour. She has become withdrawn and icy again, your presence no longer softening her steely features, breaking down the walls that guard her heart so well. She would never admit to her broken heart but Hilda saw it in her eyes. She was haunted by your ghost.

I was talking to somebody about how Agatha came about having Nicholas. His last name is Scratch, so maybe he did have a father who was initially involved in his life, but I'm pretty sure Agatha and Rio were in an established relationship by the time he came into their lives. Maybe they had a deal with a gay male couple and used a "donation" in exchange of the name being passed down. Maybe Agatha straight up stole a baby idk.

But I like the thought of Rio coming home one day, carrying an infant in her arms, a flabbergasted look on her face. Agatha asks (only somewhat jokingly) if she brought home dinner. She peers down at this fresh-out-the-oven infant in her wife's arms. The kid is kinda cute.

Rio tells her that there was a teenage girl, a witch, who'd gotten pregnant. She told nobody about it, ashamed of herself, and then went out in the middle of the woods to give birth, where nobody could see her, hoping to put it all behind her, including the baby.

Agatha's heart aches at that, looking down at the abandoned newborn. She asks if she belonged to a coven, but Rio shrugs and says, "not anymore. She's dead. Died from hard labor. The fact that this little one survived is a miracle." She looks down at the baby and he lets out a little noise, content in her arms.

"Did you reap her?" Agatha asks, still looking at this child. His eyes are half-lidded, but she can see some murky blue. He's a handsome little guy.

Rio nods. "She was pretty talkative, too," she says. "Begging forgiveness for her sins, for me to take her son, for me to bring him somewhere safe."

"And you brought him here?" Agatha snorts, as if it's ridiculous.

"I couldn't imagine a safer place," Rio responds, honestly. "I mean, I could just have left him out there to die in the woods, but I hate ferrying young souls; they have no good stories to tell."

Agatha snorts at that. "Well how are we going to keep him alive?" She asks, taking him gently from Rio's arms and cradling him against her chest. "What do babies even eat?"

"Milk," Rio says, eyeing Agatha's chest.

"These are empty," Agatha says, turning away. "And they shall stay that way. Go get him some goat's milk or something. And STOP looking at me like that."

Rio's gaze is hungry, her tongue slipping out to wet her lips.

"Cariña," Agatha says, using the pet name sure to get Rio's attention. It is, after all, one of, like, twenty spanish words she's been taught. The others are not appropriate in this situation. "Go get the baby something to eat, lest you WILL be ferrying him into the next life before long."

Rio rolls her eyes and disappears with a snap. She comes back a few moments later with a bottle full of milk. Agatha is impressed.

"That was quick."

"Our neighbors have a newborn who won't breastfeed. We should have a steady supply for a while."

"Mamí is a thief, isn't she, Nicky?"

Rio's face flushes. "Mamí?" She asks. "Nicky?"

Agatha flushes next. "Oh, right. Sorry. I should have asked. We never spoke of..." She looks down at the baby, who is suckling greedily at the bottle of milk. "We never discussed children, but I...well, as long as we have him." She shrugs, flushing more as Rio studies her. Then a smile spreads over Rio's face.

"Okay," she says, "I'm Mamí. Are you...Mama?"

Agatha shrugs. "We'll see how I do. I didn't exactly have the best role model when it came to mothering."

"You will be ten times the mother Evanora ever was," Rio huffs, spitting on her mother-in-law's name.

"Ten times zero is still zero," Agatha retorts.

"Math?!?" Rio gasps, exaggeratedly, "Methinks you a witch, madam!"

Agatha cackles as she brings their son to the couch, sitting carefully so as not to jostle his meal and cause him to choke.

"My wife is even witchier than I," she says, smiling up at Rio as she follows. Rio sits next to her and puts her arm around Agatha's shoulders and looks down at the baby in her arms.

"Why Nicky?" Rio asks after a long moment of just staring at this little being.

"After my father, Nicholas," Agatha explains. "If he even existed at all."

Rio furrows her brow at that and Agatha shrugs. "Mother said he died before I was born. She said it was because he was weak. I think he just couldn't stand living with her, anymore. She refused to give me his last name, too, so I became another Harkness. How fortunate for me."

"Very," Rio snorts. "You never spoke of your father."

"You never asked, Agatha points out, then sighs. "As far as I know, he never even existed. Mother didn't speak of him until I was nearly grown. Always about how my father would be so ashamed of me, how he would have killed me eons ago, about how I was weak, just like him." She gave Rio a sad smile. "At that point, I knew I couldn't trust her word, so I imagined my father as a sweet, romantic man. One who courted my mother with flowers and handmade jewelry. He was strong, physically, bringing her wood for the fire and good cuts of meat to keep her nourished. Why he loved my crone of a mother, I'll never understand, but I hope that he loved me. Even though we never met."

"I could find out for you," Rio offered. "Shouldn't take long."

Agatha smiled lovingly at her and leaned in to kiss her lips, sweetly, before pulling back.

"Some things," she says, "are just better left to the imagination. You know?"

Rio nods. "Okay," she says, quietly, clearing her throat. "So how about his last name then? Harkness or Vidal? Both? Vidarkness?" She waggles her eyebrows. "Sounds very...witchy."

Agatha laughs, a deep gutteral sound, but not meanly. She reaches for Rio's hand and brings it to her lips, kissing her fingers.

"Scratch," she says, "like my father. Nicholas Scratch."

"Good, strong name," Rio agrees, leaning forward to press her forehead against Agatha's. "Nicholas Scratch. Nicky." She turns her gaze to their son, who has let go of the bottle and is dozing in Agatha's arms now. "Welcome." She runs a finger down his downy cheek.

I wanna tie her up and take her so bad my switch go rahhhhh when I see her 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

i feel so, like, SO uncomfortable whenever i search for anythinmg about my s/o (like photos on pinterest) and something about my s/o and their canonical partner pops up LMAOOOOO. i feel like… idk, like i'm forcing them to "break up" just to be with me, and it makes my insany ass feel like the "villain" of the story 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 (?????!???!?!?!?!??????!?!?!??!?!??!!!)