xiii. dream a little dream of me
soft breezes seem to whisper ‘i love you’
https://archiveofourown.org/chapters/228107916?show_comments=true&view_full_work=false#comment_1223392546
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xiii. dream a little dream of me
soft breezes seem to whisper ‘i love you’
https://archiveofourown.org/chapters/228107916?show_comments=true&view_full_work=false#comment_1223392546
xii. slipping through my fingers
i’m glad whenever i can share her laughter, that funny little girl
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xi. summer breeze
love first, ask questions later.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/74518501/chapters/224710196
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x. someone to watch over me
https://archiveofourown.org/works/74518501/chapters/217346466
xi. (can anybody find me) somebody to love
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viii. i just called to say i love you
vii. in the wee small hours of the morning
“i’ll put it out.”
“what?”
“if you try to burn anything to the ground around me, i’ll put it out.” rio held out a pinkie. “promise.”
https://archiveofourown.org/works/74518501/chapters/214867506
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agatha didn’t say anything, just held the cup to her lips. she’d only had one sip, it had been a couple hours since her one glass of red at lilia’s, but something in her chest felt warm, like she’d just had a whole bottle. ‘probably a heart attack,’ she thought. anyone who wasn’t agatha harkness would probably think it was love.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/74518501/chapters/211056191
v. how sweet it is (to be loved by you)
“when you want something badly enough, you make room for it. even if you’re used to how you’ve been living. when it’s meant for you, it fits without crowding you.”
agatha sat with this for a moment, brain cycling through a million different meanings, finally resorting to her old fallback, deflection.
“did you get that from a fortune cookie?”
https://archiveofourown.org/works/74518501/chapters/208925411
rio took a couple diagonal steps so that their shoulders brushed together. “sorry, i guess i shouldn’t bump you like that. last time we did that, you ended up injured in a mountain of poison ivy.”
“i don’t remember it being a mountain.”
“it was. mountain. huge mountain.”
bring on the healing. and enter, the familiars (2/3, anyway)
“you’ve known me for four days.”
“i have,” rio agreed. “and call me crazy, but i’d like to know you for a lot more than that. any of my friends can tell you, i bond for life.”
chapter 3: i’ll be seeing you ✨
https://archiveofourown.org/works/74518501/chapters/195209716
“i didn’t know you’d be…”
their pace slowed even more as rio’s voice trailed off.
“unhinged?” agatha supplied unhelpfully.
“striking. in every sense of the word.”
chapter 2: the bitter with the sweet
https://archiveofourown.org/works/74518501/chapters/195211116#workskin
between the doe eyes and the gap in her front teeth, this woman could ruin agatha’s life, and agatha might just happily let her.
when agatha met rio // it had to be you
chapter 1: don’t get around much anymore
aka…the loosely-based when harry met sally au that no one asked for
https://archiveofourown.org/works/74518501/chapters/194564176
Agatha didn’t even blink.
“I’m Agnes.” She extended a hand that Rio didn’t take.
‘No, you’re not!’ Rio wanted to scream. This was worse than anything she had expected.
“Not a hand-shaker? I get it. Don’t worry, hon. That’s me over there.” She gestured to a house with shutters so violently blue that Rio almost visibly recoiled. “Stop by if you’re ever in the neighborhood again!”
Oh, Rio would be stopping by. As many times as it took to never see “Agnes” again.
OR
rio meets agnes o’connor. it goes about as well as you’d think.
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“Don't you have a job to get back to?"
"It can wait."
"Oh yeah? Thought it took priority. Sacred balance..." Agatha held one hand up, the other hovering just below it. "...everything else."
Rio took both hands in her own. "You're here. It can wait."
https://archiveofourown.org/works/66208273/chapters/171550855#workskin
"Agatha."
Breathing through the end of another contraction, she let her eyelids flutter open. There, right where she'd told her not to be, was Rio.
"No. I told you...I told you not to come."
"And I told you when I married you that if you let me, I will hold you through every pain you feel for the rest of your life."
https://archiveofourown.org/works/66208273/chapters/171010423#workskin
- in which this scene goes a little differently
‘she wanted to cry out for rio to stop holding her. stop soothing. stop stroking her hair. stop making it better…but this was rio, who loved her with the loyalty of a labrador, even when she didn’t deserve it.’
https://archiveofourown.org/works/66208273/chapters/170662189