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On Air, Off Limits by orphan_account
Fandoms: Agatha All Along (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe
17 Dec 2024
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Agatha Harkness has a voice made for the shadows— smooth, sardonic, and always one step ahead of whoever’s bold enough to call Curses & Confessions, her late-night radio show. For Agatha, it’s all in good fun— until a voice on the line changes everything.
She calls herself Death, her words are smooth as velvet and just as dangerous. Their banter dances on a knife’s edge, sharp enough to draw blood if either one leaned too far. And oh, how Agatha leans.
But when their worlds finally collide, and Agatha gazes into her honey-brown eyes, she wishes that the connection had stayed safely on the airwaves. Some truths, she realizes, feel like a curse you can’t undo, no matter how much you want to.
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23 Nov 2024
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this night is sulfur (I wanna know her) by grasslandgirl for sulfuric
Fandoms: Dimension 20 (Web Series)
12 Jul 2024
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“So,” Fig says, “that was Fabian, he’s gonna be on lead guitar and some keys tonight-” Fig pauses for the crowd to cheer appropriately, Fabian playing a brief lick on his guitar as they do- “and behind me, you know him, we all love him, Gorgug on the sticks!”
Ayda finds it hard to look at the two men onstage, however, even as Fig introduces them; because looking at Gorgug or Fabian would involve looking away from Fig. And Ayda really cannot bring herself to do that, yet. Not when Fig keeps glancing at her- probably in passing, as she scans the crowd of the bar- and Ayda’s pulse jumps every time she does.
“They’re the significant, I’m the figures-” Fig rolls her bass guitar up off her hip in one smooth motion, Ayda’s mouth is dry and her ears are ringing, even though it isn’t that loud yet- “lets make some fucking noise!”
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14 Jul 2024
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The migraines started in middle school. The first one left her vomiting in the school nurse's office with her jacket covering her eyes to block out the fluorescent lighting. At first, Fig didn't understand the look on her mother's face whenever she would need to come pick her up early from school or when she begged to stay home for the day. It only made sense after the first tips of her horns poked through her skin. After that, the migraines were the least of Fig's problems. It's hard for her to forget, though, on days when she wakes up feeling like she's been hit over the head with Gorgug's axe.
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17 Jan 2024