Agatha Harkness x reader
Nicky's mom has got it going on:
I'm a good girl, Detective:
Birthday girl (NSFW)
My fair lady (NSFW)
A helping hand (NSFW)
Sweet dreams (NSFW)
But you're my stepmom!
Agathario x reader
Two professors and a student
Word count: 2700
Warnings: phone sex (kinda?), smut, masturbation, sex
It’s the first Monday of your winter break, and you’re back on campus. Rio had sent out an email to everyone in the course saying that if anyone wanted, she would be in her office all day so you could look at your graded exams. She hadn’t put the grades into your student portal yet, so your heart is pounding as you climb up the stairs to the science building.
From nerves, yes, but also at the prospect of seeing Rio again.
You hadn’t heard from her since the text Saturday morning, and yet, you had been able to think of little else. Thoughts of her and Agatha had plagued your mind all weekend and now you weren’t sure how to interact with Rio in an educational setting.
Synopsis: Agatha has some anger to work out. Lucky for her, you happen to be right within touching distance.
Words: 6.9k
Warnings: Student/teacher relationship, power imbalance, toxic relationship, age gap (all 18+), corruption kink if you squint, bondage, swearing, degradation, marking, vibrator, begging, jealousy, possessiveness, overstimulation, dom!Agatha, sub!R
Tags: @sasheemo @buttercandy16 @chlondykebar @toomanylesbiancouples @midnight-lestrange @babybeeelle
You were curled up on the swing on Agatha’s back porch. Large swathes of skin were on show, your legs bare despite the chill in the air. Her sweater, the cashmere one that had cost an arm and a leg, looked good on you. With your head bent over the book in your lap, hair falling forward from where it had come free from the bun you’d thrown it into that morning, sunlight hitting your body, you glowed.
She looked away from you, back to the garden. The gardener had returned, planting something for the first blush of spring. You hadn’t even seemed to notice his arrival, buried in a book you’d been pouring over for days now. She knew that book. It was achingly familiar, the leather cover and embossed letters like a dream from another lifetime.
You tucked a lock of your hair behind your ear. Her eyes followed it, lingering long after your fingers had fallen back into your lap. Your teeth were worrying at your lower lip, a move that had grown familiar over the months of watching you. Every time you read, lost in thought, working on something, those teeth would sink in and she would feel her entire body come alive. Knowing what it felt when it was her teeth had only made the entire experience worse.
She wasn’t sure you knew exactly how tempting you were. You’d wandered into that library, in that insufferable bore’s home, and she’d known she had to have you. All wide eyed innocence and desperation, you’d been delicious from the moment she’d laid eyes on you.
And then you’d proven yourself to be exceptional.
I love it when Kathryn Hahn
Word count: 1800
Warnings: oral sex, dirty talk, slight consensual somnophilia
When Rio wakes up the next morning, the first thing she notices is Agatha.
Rio’s girlfriend is clearly having a good dream. Agatha is laying on her side facing Rio, long dark hair strewn around her pillow, a blissed expression on her face, and the slightest bit of undulation from her hips. Rio smirks and pushes herself up on her elbows so she can get a better look.
And then Agatha moans ever so quietly.
You run into your old professors Agatha and Rio at a bar, and will it lead to the start of something new?
Word count: 1700
Relationships: Agathario x reader
Tags: none yet
A/N: thought I'd try something new, hope you guys like the start of this!
“Can I get a Dirty Shirley, please?” You ask the bartender when he finally looks at you after you’ve been waiting. It’s the last day of your senior fall semester and you need to celebrate. He nods and gets to work.
“And two Whiskeys, neat. All of it on me,” someone says, a body sliding right up against you, their hand finding a place on your lower back. You jump and spin, expecting to find some sleazy man, but you’re taken aback when you realize it’s Agatha Harkness. Your body warms.
[minors don't interact, 18+]
pairing: rockstar!daddy!agatha x fan!sub!reader
summary: You find yourself in the bed of the one and only Agatha Harkness, the lead singer of your all time favourite band.
content warnings: drug use in build up, shameful daddy kink, gagging, slapping, praise and degradation, slut shaming, spit play, fingering, cunnilingus, semi-public sex, choking, strap sex, throat fucking, spanking (minimal), power imbalance considering reader is a fan, only read if you wanna be railed by rockstar agatha
word count: 10k, sorry but it is shameful smut, I'm ovulating <3
Paring: Sugar!mommy!Agatha Harkness x reader
Summary: You go into a fight with your parents about your grades and ran to the only safe place you know, Agatha.
Warnings; age gap, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, smut, girl penis, mommy kink.
Word Count: 6.1k
A/n: So Agatha becomes reader’s sugar mommy at the end basically but it’s not mentioned.
Synopsis: Rio returns, looking to cause more trouble, but you refuse to let her break something that isn't broken.
Words: 5.6k
Warnings: Student/teacher relationship, power imbalance, toxic relationship, age gap (all 18+), marking, discussions of exhibitionism, mentions of bondage, possessiveness, jealousy, swearing, oral (R giving), praise kink, mentions of face sitting, hair pulling
Some days, a restlessness seemed to take root in your bones. It spread through your veins, ensnaring you, turning your insides to mulch if you didn’t do something about it. Pacing circles around Agatha’s living room, you were hoping to wear yourself out.
She reclined on the sofa, watching you, blue eyes intent as they followed you around the room. Her chin rested on her fingers, delicate and distracting and it only made the itching under your skin worse. Every pass by, you let your fingers trail over her shoulders, again and again, until you thought you might be smudging the outline of her.
“You’re wearing through my carpet, pet,” she said, after the umpteenth pass.
“Sorry,” you said, pausing until your bones ached with the need to move again.
“Shall I tire you out?” she asked, fingers curling around your wrist.
Word count: 2600+
Warnings: oral, bathroom sex, strap-on, smut, mommy kink, little bit of angst at first
Author's note: so sorry this took so long to post lol things have been crazy
Taglist (hope I didn't miss anyone, and if I did, I'm so sorry!): @stayevildarling@i-just-cannot@hazey-g@buttercandy16@320viada@evilangels-stuff@rmaximoff@morganismspam23@aboutcustardcreams@sasheemo@rigglemethat@walkethisway@mommywandas@r-3-becca@harknessshi@ihaveawifebutwerenotmarriedyet@polaris-likethestar@ahintofchaos @dorabledewdroop @toomanylesbiancouples @accidentally-made-a-sideblog @chiar4anna @lonelyhalfwitch
When you had found out your dad was cheating on your mom two years ago, you could feel the numbness seeping into every crack and crevice in your body. You remember looking at his phone while you two were watching a tv show and seeing the dirty texts he sent to a woman he used to work with. He was never very subtle about texting her, and you just had a feeling. Deep down, you knew what you were going to find.
That didn’t mean it still didn't hurt.
The betrayal, the anger, the sadness. They all rushed over you but you’re still not really sure if you actually felt any of it. You were in a daze for the rest of the day, the need to scream building in your throat gradually.
agatha is so relatable because I too would rather kiss death than talk about my feelings
This scene giving that meme
#agathaallalong
Agathario foreplay is actually insane. The fact that Kathryn confirmed this is a turn on for Agatha. These freaky ass Lesbians cant even flirt with eachother normally I cant with them.
Don't mind me, I'm just out here going crazy over Kathryn Hahn's hands ahhh (I'm mentally stable, I promise.)
Synopsis: Agatha finally lets you sit in on one of her classes.
Words: 7.1k
Warnings: Student/teacher relationship, power imbalance, age gap (all 18+), praise kink, possessiveness, swearing, jealousy, mentions of cock warming, mentions of orgasm denial, mentions of overstimulation, mentions of spanking, edging, fingering (R receiving), choking, strap-on (R receiving), blowjob (R giving), degradation, hair pulling, begging, marking
Agatha’s hand was resting on the top of your head, nails scraping over your scalp as she petted you. Your back was pressed against the sofa, leaning against her leg, cheek resting on her thigh. You’d given up on the book in your lap, eyes closed, luxuriating in the feeling of her. You hummed, shuffling closer.
“Are you falling asleep, pet?”
Her voice was a soft hum, almost amused. You mumbled something, curling one arm around her calf, pressing more insistently against her. Her fingers gave one sharp tug on your hair, pain blooming over your scalp.
“Hey,” you protested.
But it wasn’t enough for you to draw away. Nothing could convince you to stop touching her when she was allowing it. Her warmth was seeping into your body. She wound a strand of your hair around her finger, tugging on it again, this time gentler.
“Are you going to sleep if I leave you here during my class?” she asked.
You buried your face against the muscle of her thigh, refusing to answer. She was not one to promote wasted time. Not unless it was to do something she wanted. Like laze around in bed all day, nothing but caresses and kisses and shared laughter.
“I can’t have you wasting the entire afternoon,” she warned.
“You’re the one who kept me up all night,” you grumbled.
“I didn’t hear you complaining at the time,” she said.
Sometimes a family is just a large group of hazards to society and 3 time tony award winner patti lupone.
This hyperfixation is fixating
