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𝖑𝖆𝖉𝖞 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍 @veilofdeath.bsky.social · 16/11/2024

𝙍𝙞𝙤 𝙑𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙡 ❝ 𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙂𝙪𝙮𝙨 𝙒𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘼 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙮. ❞ 𝟭𝟴+ | 𝙎𝙎 | 𝙙𝙢’𝙨 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣 ↻ & ♡ #marvelrp #mcurp #mvrp

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Nicholas @madefromscratch.bsky.social · 16/11/2024

𝙉𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝙎𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙎𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 ❝ 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 ❞ 𝟭𝟴+ | 𝙎𝙎 | 𝙙𝙢’𝙨 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣 ↻ & ♡ #mcurp #marvelrp #mvrp

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 16/11/2024

//hello and welcome!! lmk if you’re ever interested in interacting! :)

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 15/11/2024

+“A cauldron?” she echoes, voice laced with dry humor. “What a waste of potential, confining power to such a trivial thing. I prefer my magic untethered.” Her nose scrunches, dark smile deepening as she studies Rio more intently, the light from the moon catching in her eyes.

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 15/11/2024

+Agatha’s brow arches at the comment about witches doing “dark things” under the full moon. The theatrics amuse her, but she says nothing of it, letting the moment hang. Instead, she steps forward, slow and deliberate, her heels pressing into the soft earth.+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 15/11/2024

+sharp eyes follow the sweep of Rio’s arms and the dramatic tilt of her head. The green cloak slipping from the other witch’s shoulders draws the moonlight closer, painting her figure in stark contrast to the shadows that ripple in the clearing.+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 15/11/2024

+Agatha recognizes the flicker of satisfaction, the instinct to gauge her reaction. For a moment, she wonders if Rio thrives on an audience, or perhaps on the tension of moments like this—when power brushes up against power. “Quite the performance,” Agatha remarks, her voice cool and steady as her+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 15/11/2024

+She lets the faintest curve of her lips betray her amusement instead, watching as the other’s movements grow more theatrical under the glow of the full moon. The witch’s pride is palpable, her subtle delight in the life and death spectacle still lingering in the air.+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 15/11/2024

Agatha’s gaze doesn’t waver as Rio speaks her name, the deliberate weight of it settling in the air between them. There’s something in the way Rio says it—a mix of curiosity and careful study—that draws Agatha’s attention, though she doesn’t show it.+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 15/11/2024

+Then, shaking herself free of the spellbinding proximity, she adds, “Agatha Harkness.”

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 15/11/2024

+and her eyes—creamy brown and impossibly deep—command her attention. “Harkness,” she says at last, the name rolling off her tongue with languid ease. Her voice carries a deliberate pause as her eyes linger, tracing the contours of the other woman’s features.+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 15/11/2024

+She stiffens but holds her ground, jaw tightening slightly in defiance. Her darkened gaze darts over the stranger’s face, studying it with sharp precision. The milky pallor of her skin catches the moonlight, her cheeks softly kissed with pink, her lips flushed and alluring,+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 15/11/2024

+Realization dawns on her, connecting the dots to the woman’s peculiar interest in her coven’s cadavers. Or so she thinks—perhaps her understanding doesn’t quite grasp the full scope of it. Her body tenses as the other witch steps closer, invading her space.+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 15/11/2024

“You’re a green witch…” the brunette murmurs, awe lacing her voice as she watches life spring forth from the bark of the pine tree. Shoots of moss and delicate growths unfurl, vibrant and full of energy, only to wither moments later, completing their life cycle in a breathtaking span of seconds.+

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𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 ❀ @theegreenwitch.bsky.social · 14/11/2024

//I would like to get this account going with SLs! Please send any literate/descriptive Agathas my way! DMs are open! Tyia!!! <333

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 14/11/2024

She eyes the other woman, suppressing a surge of nerves as she approaches her, yet she stands her ground, holding her head high as she purses her lips. Her orbs quickly flick over her form before returning her gaze. "Oh? Then what exactly were you trying to do?"

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 14/11/2024

+She asks after a moment, voice softening slightly with genuine interest.

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 14/11/2024

+There’s a beat of silence as the young witch admires the other quietly, taking a hesitant step forward. Her head tilts with a slight quirk of her brow as she approaches the stranger. This back and forth had gone on long enough. "Who are you?"+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 14/11/2024

+Nowhere to be seen until the stench of death suffocated her senses, drawing her in. “Yes, I suppose that’s one way of putting it.” Her gaze sharpens, meeting the other woman's with a new spark. “If havoc is your art form, well—maybe we’re not so different after all.”+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 14/11/2024

+Curious eyes snap back towards the kukri as restless fingers grip its handle. “A calling,” she echoes thoughtfully, the words rolling off her tongue. Something deep within her knew the Green Witch meant this in the literal sense. She had seemingly appeared out of thin air, after all.+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 14/11/2024

Her lips curve in a slow, calculated smile as she watches the Green Witch savor the scene. The stranger’s words—heavy with admiration, felt like a strange kind of validation. And that was something Agatha never expected to feel here, surrounded by the bodies of those who once called her sister.+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 13/11/2024

She stares blankly towards her, eyes blinking slowly. "Alright... Ya think you could go be 'around'... somewhere else? I'm a bit busy here." She was, in fact, not busy.

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 13/11/2024

She clears her throat with a nonchalant shrug. "Was there something you needed?" She asks, her gaze snapping towards the other woman as she uncrosses her legs.

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 13/11/2024

"Better luck next time, hon. It's gonna take a bit more effort to scare me." She snorts lightly, examining the shape of her nails in indifference.

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 13/11/2024

She jumped slightly as she was pulled from her thoughts, unaware she had company. "Well, aren't you a sneaky one." Her lips purse as she straightens the wrinkles from her jacket.

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 13/11/2024

Twisting her hair around her fingers, staring off into space, deep in thought. 'If you clean a vacuum, do you become a vacuum cleaner?'

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Vivian Crest @thequeenoflife.bsky.social · 13/11/2024

“Life is not to be taken lightly.” Vivian Crest Lady Life Original character for Agatha all along Ships with chem MS

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 12/11/2024

//hello!! Welcome to Bluesky! :)) lmk if you’d like to write/interact!

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—𝓡𝓲𝓸 𝓥𝓲𝓭𝓪𝓵. @shescarred.bsky.social · 12/11/2024

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 12/11/2024

+“And what about you?” she asks with an ambiguous smirk. “Is wreaking havoc just a hobby, or do you make it a lifestyle?”

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 12/11/2024

+and standing a little taller. Her gaze hardens. “They had their rules, their fears. I outgrew all of that.” She lets her gaze sweep back up to meet the Green Witch’s, tilting her head as if studying her as the other woman trails her eyes along her body.+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 12/11/2024

+then flits to the gleaming kukri resting at her side, sharp and ready to be wielded. She knew she needed to stay vigilant, to hide any hint of weakness. “First time they forced my hand,” she clarifies, glancing down at the bodies she left in her wake before clearing her throat lightly+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 12/11/2024

+She watches as the woman practically prances towards the decaying bodies in the clearing, wondering what interest she has in them. “First time?” She replies with a scoff, her voice dripping with dry amusement. Her eyes follow the Green Witch’s finger as it traces over her fallen sisters,+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 12/11/2024

Curious eyes watch as the hooded figure messes with the tie of her cloak, spine stiffening as she takes in the unsettling shift from deathly presence to a human-like figure, dark-haired and deceptively gentle.+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 11/11/2024

+Agatha stood taller, refusing to flinch under the weight of it, though she couldn't escape the unsettling feeling she felt as she eyed the other witch from afar.

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 11/11/2024

+She eyes the woman’s skeletal mask and the faint flicker of unnatural light that clung to her. “Are you here to pass judgment, or simply to marvel at my work?” The Green Witch’s silent, piercing gaze felt like it could peel away her very soul.+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 11/11/2024

+What did she want? These were the questions running through Agatha's mind as the hooded figure spoke, admiring the slaughtered bodies scattered amongst the forest floor. “I wasn't aware I had an audience,” she replies, her tone wary but with an edge of pride.+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 11/11/2024

+Agatha’s head snaps toward the voice, eyes narrowing as she takes in the otherworldly figure emerging from the woods—a stranger with an unsettling presence, her face partially hidden, yet her words dripping with an eerie amusement. Where had she come from?+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 11/11/2024

Lithe fingers wrap around her mother's brooch, enclosing it within her palm. She was painfully unaware of the pair of eyes that had been watching this whole debacle unfold. When the Green Witch speaks, her words drift from the shadows, smooth and dark.+

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 10/11/2024

//Give it to me, I’m ready 😔🤲🏻🧎🏻‍♀️

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𝐀. 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ༺ @agnesharkness.bsky.social · 10/11/2024

//Being the only Agatha RPer here is fun and all… UNTIL you also have a Rio account and need an Agatha 😭

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