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George and Max 14 and 15th on grill the grid and 3 and 4th in drivers standings… can’t find one without the other huh #obsession 🙄

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Butch!Cowboy!Agatha x Rio WIP

“I still don’t understand why you need to rent out that old guest house,” Agatha huffs, plopping down into her seat at the large, old wooden kitchen table and hanging her hat on the empty chair beside her. She had spent a good portion of yesterday afternoon fixing the shutters and porch steps of the old house beside hers, instead of the dozens of other chores she could have been doing. “And why do I have to deal with a new neighbor?”

Lilia sits down across from Agatha and puts down two plates of food, one much larger than the other, for the rancher across from her. Every morning, before Agatha heads out to begin her workday and Lilia gets ready to drive an hour into town to open her store for the day, the two women eat breakfast in the main house on the property where Lilia lives at the crack of dawn.

“It’s just sitting there. Might as well be of some use,” Lilia shrugs. “We already have someone who booked it out for two months.”

Agatha raises an eyebrow skeptically over her steaming cup of coffee, “You’re telling me someone booked that old shack out for a whole two months?”

“It is not a shack, and I think they said something about wanting to help out on the ranch for some research thing, but it doesn’t matter.” She pushes the plate full of breakfast towards the other woman, “Now eat and get to work.”

Agatha rolls her eyes at the older woman, but complies. Cows aren’t going to feed themselves.

After breakfast is over, the two part ways for the day. Lilia continues getting ready for the day, while Agatha heads out the door, clad in denim and flannel, as the sun rises over the distant ridge.

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"I breathe life into dead campaigns, and, Harkness, whether you like it or not, yours is on course to be dead on arrival come election day."

The smirk on Rio's face made Agatha seeth. She did not want the insufferable woman anywhere near her campaign, but deep down, she knew Rio was right. The numbers were close - too close. She and her campaign needed to make a change in their strategy if they wanted to make it to November.

"Fine, but I approve all final decisions. It is still my name on the campaign at the end of the day."

Rio's smirk grew as she could tell just how much Agatha hated needing her help.

"Deal."

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Agatha: Here's some advice Rio: I didn't ask for any Agatha: Too bad. I'm stuck here with my thoughts, and you're the only one who talks to me - Source: unknown

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Kate Bishop Being Protective Over You Would Include

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Kate Bishop Being Protective Over You Would Include

Kate is one jealous mf

If anyone messes with you, it's game over

Has almost gotten into fights with people over you

Holding your hand in public all the time

Leading you through crowded streets or areas

Offers her coat to you at the slightest sign of you being cold

"Kate, really, I'm fine!"

"No, no, look at you! You're shivering!"

"Fine," you say with a sigh, but as soon as she wraps her coat around you, you love the way it surrounds you with her familiar smell, and yes, it does sufficiently warm you up

She even places a kiss on the tip of your nose for good measure

"See, your nose is cold."

You and Kate will attend parties on and off campus

I think Kate likes going to a frat party here and there and of course, she wants to bring you with her

The only downside to going to these parties is Kate hates it when drunk frat guys hit on you

She'll put her arm around your waist and draw you near

She has flat-out made out with you before at one of these parties when one of the dudes would not get the hint

Of course, you two have also made out at these parties for the hell of it too

Does NOT let you take drinks from anyone

She'll go get your drinks for you

If you get a vibe or don't want to be there anymore, she'll leave as soon as you tell her you want to go, no matter how much fun she's having, because she always wants you to feel safe and comfortable

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Agatha: How do ethical philosophers feel about murder?

Rio: Well, it’s frowned upon.

Agatha: Okay, but what if the reason you want to murder someone is to make your life easier?

Agatha: That’s okay, right?

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Source: the good place

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Agatha: Please bring home PURIFIED water with NO minerals added for taste Rio: I got spring water Agatha: NO. Rio: with EXTRA minerals Rio: it's like licking a stalagmite Agatha: DON'T COME HOME. Rio: Mmmmm cave water - Source: unknown

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i still remember the first fall of snow

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prompt: The first snowfall of the year brings an unexpected visitor.

words: 1.7k

non magic au

warnings: n/a

big thank you to admin lily for helping me edit this <3 - admin cam

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Instead of the first snowfall of the year being a light dusting as it usually was in the small town of Westview, this year, the first snowfall was more like a full-scale blizzard. Every business was closed as the roads began freezing up by the early evening hours, and snow was piling up outside. None of this bothered Agatha, though. She had already planned to stay in all weekend and avoid all of the cheerful holiday shoppers before news of the impending snowstorm even broke.

Yes, tonight was going to be her night of isolation and relaxation. Her fireplace is roaring in front of her, her cat, Scratchy, is sleeping peacefully in her lap, and a cup of tea is waiting for her on the coffee table. All that was left was for her to open the novel she had been hoping to finally get through. She picks up the book, takes the bookmark out, and – 

A knock on her door cuts through the sound of the fireplace crackling.

Agatha sighs, placing her bookmark back in its place. She wonders who the hell would be knocking on her door in the middle of a snowstorm. 

She looks down at Scratchy, who hasn’t moved from his place in her lap. 

“Are you expecting someone?” She asks sarcastically to the cat, who remains anything but amused, glaring at her as she shifts so he has to leave his spot.

The person knocks again.

“What could you possibly want?” Agatha asks as she swings open the door, revealing a brunette woman she has never seen around Westview before.

The woman looks up at the sudden aggressive opening of the door in front of her, “Hi, I’m Rio.”

She adds a little wave to her greeting.

“What do you want?” Agatha asks, her tone unamused.

“Well, you see, I’m house-sitting for your neighbor Jen from across the street, and the power went out, so she told me I should try to see if I could hang with you until they get the power back.”

Jen. Of course, she offered up Agatha and her house to assist her attractive friend.

The woman had been trying to set her up with one of her friends for months, claiming that it was “not right for someone hot like her to spend this much time alone.” Agatha disagreed. Why should she hang out with other people when she could have all of the peace and quiet she wanted alone?

Agatha looks behind the woman at Jen’s house to make sure the power is actually out. Unfortunately, all of the lights do appear to be off.

“She doesn’t have a generator or anything?”

Rio shakes her head, “Nope.”

Of course, she didn’t.

“Why should I let a stranger into my home?” Agatha asks, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow at the brunette in front of her, “Jen didn’t offer up Wanda’s house?”

“Apparently, she’s out of town, so that just leaves you, and you wouldn’t want your neighbor’s friend to freeze to death on your watch, would you?”

“You are not my responsibility.”

“I’ll leave a note saying I reached out to the mean hot lady across the street, and she left me out to die in the snow,” Rio jokes.

“Fine, wouldn’t want the police poking around in my life because of Jen’s lack of a generator.”

And with that Agatha lets the woman in the house.

At least this Rio character was quite attractive and funny, though Agatha would not admit this to the stranger.

“Leave your shoes by the door,” Agatha says, walking off to take her spot back on the couch.

Rio does as she is told and hangs her coat and hat up on the coat rack by the door. Agatha glances over at the woman, watching as she looks around Agatha’s home and ends up walking over to the fireplace to warm her hands up from the bone-chilling cold outside.

“No husband or kids?” Rio asks Agatha after a few moments of silence as she notices the lack of personal photos on the fireplace mantel. Instead, there are trinkets and art prints where one might proudly show off their loved ones.

“Are you always this nosey when you come into other people’s homes?” 

Rio shrugs in response.

“Not that it’s any of your business, but I don’t have a husband or kids,” Agatha says and tries to go back to her book.

“Wife?”

Agatha’s gaze travels up and down Rio’s figure, taking in the other woman’s appearance before finally giving her a short answer, “No.”

She watches as Rio takes the information in, seemingly pleased that the “hot neighbor” is single, and a little part of Agatha can’t help but like this attractive stranger invading her space for the evening.

Rio continues looking around the living room while Agatha tries to focus on the novel in front of her. But the way Rio looks through her stuff, taking it all in like she’s trying to look for clues on who Agatha is, keeps distracting her. It’s like she’s watching a human sponge soak up all the little bits of information she can, and Agatha isn’t quite sure what to make of it.

“Are you going to stand there all night?” Agatha asks, raising an eyebrow

This catches the other woman off guard, not expecting Agatha to be looking at her so intently. Agatha’s gaze causes a slight blush to bloom on Rio’s cheeks. Agatha immediately notices this.

Rio finally - thankfully - sits down on the other end of Agatha’s couch after she shifts to make room for the other woman. Scratchy, being the traitor that he is, leaves his spot on Agatha’s lap to inspect this new person in his space.

“Scratchy,” Agatha says, already anticipating Rio’s question before she even asks it. To Agatha’s surprise, the cat curls up beside Rio, and Agatha questions whether that cat really has any sense of loyalty at all.

Rio scratches under the cat's chin, and Scratchy begins to pur audibly, causing Rio to smile. Agatha doesn’t want to admit it, but the moment did warm her heart just a bit. Agatha goes back to her book, however she feels Rio’s eyes still on her.

“What now?” Agatha asks, her eyes irritatingly glancing over to meet the other woman’s gaze once again.

Rio shrugs, “Nothing.” 

It’s odd for Agatha to have someone in her space. She can’t remember the last time she had anyone over, especially sitting this close to her on her couch. Rio’s closeness has her even questioning whether her couch has always felt this small.

As she tries again to read the same paragraph she’s been working on since Rio sat down, she can’t help but notice how from this distance, she can smell the slight woodsy scent coming from Rio as the woman shifts slightly closer to pet her cat.

When Rio adjusts again on the couch, her knee brushes Agatha’s and then stays there as the woman gets situated again. At first, Agatha bristles at the touch but eventually relaxes at the feeling. 

“Are you sure you didn’t just come here because you somehow found out I have a cat?”

Rio chuckles, “Maybe, but then again, I did hear the cat’s owner is pretty attractive, so that’s an added bonus.”

Rio sees right through Agatha’s attempt at remaining indifferent to her remark as Agatha shakes her head at the woman’s boldness and finds herself even fighting back a smile.

“Attractive, huh?” Agatha responds, regaining her composure.

A smirk grows on Rio’s face as she leans back to take the other woman in before asking playfully, “You’re not great at taking compliments, are you?”

Agatha scoffs, “I take compliments just fine, thank you very much. I just don’t see the need for an unsolicited one.”

“This one isn't completely unsolicited. Jen may have mentioned that her neighbor Agatha is ‘mean, hot, and in need of good company’ when I asked her what to do about the power outage.”

 “Why does that not surprise me?” Agatha responds with an eye roll before adding, “Well, Jennifer Kale talks too much for her own good.”

“So far, I’m finding that at least two out of three of those things are true,” Rio glances down at the cat that has now fallen asleep in her lap, “Though I think Scratchy provides great company, so I don’t know where she got that last idea.”

The silence lingers between them once again. After a couple of minutes, Agatha can even turn the page of her novel for the first time since Rio knocked on her door. Rio, on the other end of the couch, isn’t as still as Agatha. Instead, she goes from paying all of her attention to the cat in her lap to looking around the living room from her spot on the couch.

The silence doesn’t last forever as Rio finally breaks it with a quip, “So, does the ‘mean hot neighbor’ let people sleep on her couch, or do I need to prove myself first?”

“Do I even want to know what proving yourself entails?”

“Well, you see,” Rio says, smirking again at Agatha, “I happen to be known for making a mean hot chocolate.”

 “Are you seven years old?”

Rio feigns offense at Agatha’s quip, “Excuse you, people of all ages can enjoy hot chocolate, but my recipe happens to include liquor.”

“Of course it does,” Agatha laughs, and Rio smiles at the sound.

“I’m not hearing a no.”

And Agatha never gave her one. Instead, she gives up on her book, places it down on the coffee table for the final time, and leads Rio into her kitchen.

Rio’s smile affects Agatha in ways she hasn’t felt in a long time. This stranger who found her way into her home one winter night managed to chip away at all the barriers she has up in record time, and now she’s letting the woman wreck her perfectly organized kitchen to make a beverage she’s pretty sure she hasn’t drank in at least two decades.

As Agatha watches the scene unfold before her, she finds herself welcoming in the change that came in with the first fall of snow.

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It’s the second snowstorm of the winter when the power goes out at the Harkness residence. Agatha is standing, looking out the window while Rio is trying to start a fire in the living room’s large fireplace when she notices something. There, in plain sight, was a generator sitting outside Jennifer Kale’s house.