Oct 11, 2024
Let's get one thing clear:
They are not EX wives.
They are ESTRANGED wives.
These bitches never got a divorce.
I will take no notes. Thank you.
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Let's get one thing clear:
They are not EX wives.
They are ESTRANGED wives.
These bitches never got a divorce.
I will take no notes. Thank you.
Snowed In
Agatha / Rio E rated TW: baby loss, fertility issues Summary: Agatha gets snowed in at her estranged wife/co-parent's house.
Agatha had paused before sending the text, but with a roll of her eyes she had done it anyway. Reading it back over only made the decision seem all the more reasonable and she tossed her phone onto the kitchen counter.
It immediately began to ring.
Agatha let out a frustrated growl before retrieving it. She cursed when she saw, as expected, her estranged wife’s caller ID.
“Hello,” she shook back her hair and adjusted her sweater.
“Agatha,” Rio’s even tone replied.
Agatha swallowed in the pause that Rio had created. “You got my text.”
“It’s barely snowing.”
“The Weather Channel is talking about a snowstorm of the decade,” Agatha reported with the same wonderstruck intonation as the newscaster.
“And if you leave now, you’ll have time to make the round trip.” Rio reasoned.
“And what if-”
“I know what you’re doing.” Rio’s even tone was gone and it caught Agatha off guard. “This is not what we agreed to.”
Agatha swallowed. There was nothing Rio could prove. There was a pending travel advisory and if that just so happened to mean Nicky had to stay another night or two with her, it wasn’t her fault now, was it? “I’m not doing any-”
“Yes. You. Are.”
Agatha inhaled deeply before answering.
“Fine. I’ll get him ready to go.”
“Thank you,” came Rio’s clipped response. “I’ll see you both soon.”
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Rio: I wish somebody would kill Agatha
Some random: *tries to kill Agatha*
Rio: don't fucking touch her
Chapter 4: Snowed In
Agatha / Rio E rated (eventually) TW: baby loss, fertility issues Summary: Agatha gets snowed in at her estranged wife/co parent's house. In chapter 4 they have a cosy night in and Rio longs for what she has lost.
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“But did you see him eat?” Agatha was insisting on the phone. “Sometimes he just pulls the hay out.”
Rio rolled her eyes. She had to pity Alice. Caring for Señor Scratchy under Agatha’s micromanagement was a nightmare. When they first started dating Rio had fed him a treat whole without breaking it up and she did not hear from Agatha again for two days.
“Yes, well, can you actually watch him eat the pellets?” Agatha continued, giving no sign she had noticed Rio enter the room. “I should be back tomorrow morning,” Agatha continued. “You won’t need to worry about the morning herbs.”
“Alice following orders?” Rio asked as Agatha hung up.
Agatha shook her head. “I swear to god if Señor Scratchy goes into GI stasis-”
“He won’t,” Rio cut her off. “The real danger is your house plants.”
Agatha’s anxiety dropped immediately as she fixed Rio with a glare. “Very funny. You know I wouldn’t keep-”
“I know, I know,” Rio knew fine well that Agatha would not keep toxic houseplants. They had learned their lesson once at 1am on a Friday night. Rio had left the bedroom in search of a post-coital snack and left the kitchen door open behind her. When Agatha had returned to fetch a glass of water she had found Señor Scratchy munching on the monstera. Señor Scratchy had frozen, clearly aware that this delicious treat was out of bounds and had scarpered across the wooden flooring. It had been an emergency trip to the vet, who was not a fan of stubborn rabbits, and then they had spent the night trying to feed Señor Scratchy activated charcoal every 2 hours. Rio had silently thought what she suspected the vet was also thinking: the tiny amount of leaf that had been nibbled was probably not enough to do any harm, but she wasn’t about to say that to Agatha who loved this little bunny with her whole heart. And so, she sat up with Agatha, forcing the syringe of activated charcoal into his mouth while Agatha held him still. Agatha had exiled the monstera to the greenhouse the very next day.
Rio was next to her now, their elbows brushing as they looked out the window. Another gentle flurry of snow was falling. There had been no question of Señor Scratchy staying when Agatha left. He was Agatha’s bunny, though Rio would be lying if she said she did not miss him. He like dawn, like her. They had often spent the mornings together, Rio brewing coffee while Señor Scratchy ran zoomies around the living room before flopping in his favourite spot under the couch.
“How is he doing?” Rio asked, fixing her eyes out on the snow.
“He’s good.” Agatha answered. “He’s on some anti-arthritics, more preventative than anything.” Rio nodded. She never liked to say, but Señor Scratchy was really getting on in years. In fact he had been for the last few years, but Agatha refused to see him that way.
“Nicky’s asking for hot chocolate, would you like some?”
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Chapter 3: Snowed In
Agatha / Rio E rated (eventually) TW: baby loss, fertility issues Summary: Agatha gets snowed in at her estranged wife/co parent's house. In chapter 3 Agatha begins to confront what she has been running from.
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3 years prior
Rio had always needed less sleep than Agatha. Agatha blamed it on Rio’s youth. Rio was pretty sure Agatha just slept more than the average person. She smiled as she heard the creak of a door further down the hallway and the following uneven footsteps of their son making his way towards them. She slipped her bookmark back into place and returned the book to her nightstand as Nicky nudged open the door, which they always left ajar for him.
What little daylight there was had crept its way around the curtains and was casting a lilac glow into the master bedroom that morning.
“Good morning,” Rio greeted.
Nicky merely rubbed his head against his shoulder as he stumbled towards the bed. Rio always teased that he took after Agatha in the sleep department. The likelihood was that he would snuggle up with Agatha now and Rio would get another couple of chapters read before anyone surfaced for the day.
“Coming up?” Rio asking, flicking back the covers to welcome him in.
As always, his little body was toasty warm from sleep. He clambered over her and took his central spot in the bed between his two mothers. Agatha stirred but only turned inwards, draping an arm over Nicholas and pulling him into a tight embrace.
Rio smiled as she watched Nicky’s heavy eyelids close without much battle. Rather than return to her book Rio settled down on her side and watched as the rising daylight bathed her sleeping son and wife in its lilac glow.
Agatha was the first of the dozing pair to open her eyes. “Time’s it?” She asked thickly.
“Nearly 9,” Rio smirked. It had been nearly two hours since Nicky had crawled in between them.
Agatha let out a deep sigh, burying her nose in Nicky’s curls. Rio knew Agatha could easily sleep in until noon.
“I’ll bring you coffee,” she suggested pressing a kiss to her wife’s crown.
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Chapter 2: Snowed In
Agatha / Rio E rated (eventually) TW: baby loss, fertility issues Summary: Agatha gets snowed in at her estranged wife/co parent's house. In chapter 2 she is forced to accept her fate.
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Make yourself at home.
Agatha squirmed by the welcome mat. Rio had returned to the kitchen, where she and Nicky were conspiring.
The snow was still falling at its furious rate, but now rather than melting into the damp grass, it was lying. The stepping stones leading to the gate had disappeared and judging by the layer on the trellis they were heading towards their second inch.
There was no tow truck or replacement battery right now. That much was clear.
Agatha rubbed her collar bone fractiously. Breathing was harder in this house these days. The briefest glance around the living room told her Rio and Nicky had already decorated for Christmas together. He hadn’t mentioned it to her. He had been too excited for all the celebrations at school in the last week before the vacation. Decorations aside, the place was a little tidier than she remembered. Nicky’s lego was out of sight and she wondered if that was permanent or a symptom of Rio finding the weeks without Nicky a struggle too. There were a row of holiday cards on the mantlepiece. Rio’s adoptive family had always been big holiday people. Agatha received the odd card from co-workers but they never made it passed the office recycling bin. The silver photo frame on the fireplace caught her eye, it had been obscured by the holiday cards. Agatha lifted it to confirm it remained empty and rather than let her stomach squirm, she hardened her heart. She could wait for the tow truck.
“So, are you staying for dinner?” Rio’s head popped back out of the kitchen doorway.
Gritting her teeth, Agatha willed her eyes open and gave Rio a curt nod but did not move.
“What are you a vampire? You are allowed across the threshold.”
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Tw. Domestic Violence. Like in a jokey way. Its been 7 years I can joke now.
My estranged spouse pre transition, when i said i wanted to at leastseparate:" I always hated your gagged ears, your tattoos, the way you dress, ectt.ectt."
Me after the big event that made me leave: "good to. Know thank you for not using a my head and the wall to express your anger. Please leave."
The photo, a friend sent me after they were nosey:*my estranged spouse with gagged ears, piercings, tattoos, clothes similar to mine, the hair cut i wore 99% of my life and 100% of the time i knew them, moved to the city I was born out of state."
Me: "damn I should pay rent. And they should follow through on divorcing me. I got a whole kid. I meant it when ibsaid I was single papers or no."