Agatha had been to a few of these herself over the years and it was always touching to see how much it grew year by year. This, in particular, was special this time around because she could show Susanna. Nothing like this existed back when they lived naturally, and it could be quite overwhelming to see at first.
To see so much support and love in one place. She hoped her mother was rolling over in her grave.
She gripped Susanna’s hand as the four of them waded through the crowd and she couldn't get rid of the ridiculous grin on her face. People shouted and sang and draped them with streamers and beads.
“Slow down, Wanda-- there’s a lot to take in!” She said over the crowd before she turned to Susanna to kiss her gently on the cheek.
“What do you think about all this? Crazy to think about, huh?”
The two of them had come a long way since their first meeting, and Natasha was so grateful things were working out. And Natasha learned that she was quickly becoming addicted to kissing Jennifer. Never before has she felt a pull like this to someone else, but perhaps, that’s what made Jennifer so special.
“As much as I would love to hear about your day,” Natasha began, moving to easily straddle Jennifer’s lap, lips curling into a smirk. “I think there’s something better we could be doing with our mouths.” It was cheesy, but got her point across. Her fingers threaded into silky locks, bringing her closer and catching her lips. Nat wasted no time, the tip of her tongue trailing along Jennifer’s bottom lip, eager to deepen the kiss.
❝ C’mere, did you have a bad night? You can sleep here. ❞
It became a usual encounter-- Agnes would go to Agatha with any problems she may have. Whether it be a nightmare or if she had a fight with Ralph. She just trusted the other woman to a degree she didn’t really understand. There seemed to be some sort of connection between them. She wouldn’t question it- so long as she felt safe.
She kicked off her shoes and crawled toward the other woman. “I just want it all to stop.”
v; the downfall of the good witch (Wandavision divergent)
note*, this is a collaboration between myself and @itsbeenagatha: we felt Agatha needed more depth as to why she was so interested in the hex and Wanda’s magic. We are in no way excusing all the pain she caused Wanda, or any of her misdeeds, we are merely trying to shed a little light on what could push a woman to do such horrible things.
Agatha was a talented witch, but easily distracted. She couldn’t care less about her mother’s ramblings as her magic came so naturally and intuitively. She was able to use it with ease. Her Mother, Evanora, did not take too kindly to this and punished Agatha for her lack of focus and dedication.
With bruises and cuts from her mother’s switch, she would go to Susanna Walcott- another member of the Coven. (Agatha’s best friend and eventual lover) Agatha trusted Susanna with everything as they had grown up together and only became closer over the years. Agatha didn’t seem to mind when Susanna trained and tutored her as the Harkness girl latched onto every word that Susanna said. Evanora wasn’t fond of the idea that Susanna was teaching Agatha, but let it go due to the fact that Agatha was actually participating in her studies now.
Evanora would also hold resentment toward Susanna for ‘stealing’ her daughter away and making her have impure thoughts. Agatha was meant to focus only on her gifts, not indulge in the sins of exploration with another woman- love made witches weak, in Evanora’s mind. Agatha and Suanna had tried to keep their intimacy a secret, but it was eventually revealed to Evanora. When Susanna fell ill with diptheria, there was no common medicine at that time. Susanna’s chances were slim as Agatha had not yet mastered healing and preservation incantations. Her area of expertise lied in transfiguration. Agatha pleaded with her mother, begging her to heal Susanna, but her mother refused to bend nature as it was not wise to upset the elements. As Susanna’s illness was on a rapid course, Agatha became reckless.
Consumed by her fear and Anger, and despite Susanna’s wishes, Agatha stole knowledge and texts of the darkest of magics trying to find anything that may spare Susanna. Evanora soon learned of Agatha’s actions and called her forth for a trial by death as Agatha had broken their most sacred of rules. Agatha pleaded innocent, saying that the rules merely bent to her power, that she was meant to have this knowledge if only Evanora would teach her. That she was not seeking this power for harm, but for goodness. She could be good- Evanora refused to listen and the Coven began their execution. However, a deeper power was unleashed inside of Agatha. A form of magic that Evanora had not yet seen come from her daughter. Agatha was able to defend herself and drain the Coven of their powers. Evanora took the execution into her own hands and attacked her own daughter, but Agatha was too strong, causing Evanora to meet the same fate as her Coven.
Agatha took off, finding Susanna once more. Her lover was on the brink of death- in pain and so sickly looking. She had told Susanna what she had done, confessing her misdeeds to the one she loved and trusted most. Susanna did not approve of Agatha’s actions, but did not love her any less. Agatha sang Susanna to sleep and soon after, the ill witch died in her arms.
***
In her grief, Agatha fled, with no real destination in place. Her magical trail was not easily covered up and she was met by a mysterious creature that had been lured to her by feeding off of her hatred and anger. He introduced himself by the name of Mephisto. He presented her with a book, the Darkhold, and Agatha took it to flip through the pages. He showed her a chapter dedicated to a mythical being known as the Scarlet Witch that was destined to destroy the worlds. However, this being had not been created yet, and he knew not when that being would come into existence. If Agatha promised to help him, he would offer her power and talent that her mother could never teach her.
At the lowest point in her life, Agatha agreed. Mephisto granted Agatha with immortality so that she could easily drift through centuries upon centuries to find the Scarlet Witch. Mephisto promised Agatha that if she drained the Scarlet Witch of their powers, he would bring Susanna back to her. This intrigued and scared Agatha. She saw what draining magic did to her coven and she feared that if she took the power of the Scarlet Witch, that would kill her, too. She asked Mephisto to merely train her instead, that she could learn such power and bring Susanna back herself. He told her that he would need the power of the Scarlet Witch to grant her such a feat.
In 2023, Agatha is now just over 350 years old, she gets her first clue of a power that was so great that it would nearly awaken any magical being within the world. With such a strong power, Agatha could only assume that it was the Scarlet Witch. She found herself in Westview, New Jersey, where the town seemed to be altered. Agatha didn’t understand this power, but she was able to blend in with ease and go undetected. There, she crossed paths with Wanda Maximoff, the source of this spontaneous creation, but Agatha felt she wasn't dangerous. Just misguided as she had been so many centuries ago.
This now put Agatha in a horrible position. She could have the love of her life back, but in order to do so, she would have to drain the power of this seemingly innocent witch. She told Mephisto that there must be another way, but Mephisto twisted Agatha’s view of Wanda, giving her only bits and pieces of the Scarlet Witch’s life to paint her as the villain. That she was with Hydra, that she had killed so many in Lagos. Mephisto convinced Agatha that if she took Wanda’s power, not only would she have Susanna back, she would be doing the world a favor. It is then that Agatha learns that Wanda has an entire town mind controlled, only amplifying what Mephisto had told her.
It was not until Agatha dragged Wanda through her memories did she realize she had been lied to. That Wanda wasn't evil, she just didn't quite know how to handle that power. Agatha felt guilty for manipulating Wanda, for taking her children, but she was too far in. She was too close to having Susanna back. There was a part of her that really came to like Wanda- she hoped by seeing Wanda’s memories, she would be able to learn how to possess this power, rather than take it from Wanda, but there was still a town under siege, and she felt the pressure to put an end to it, because if she didn't, she feared that Mephisto would go back on his deal and Agatha would be left with nothing. She became hungry and greedy for this power. She would not leave without Susanna. Even if that meant eliminating someone who had become a friend under false pretenses.
***
Agatha lost the battle to Wanda and became trapped in the mind of Agnes Bohner (the role she had created to get closer to the Scarlet Witch). This was the cruelest fate Wanda could have given her. She had confined Agatha alone in Westview. Because of this, Agatha was unable to continue what was needed to get Susanna back. Agatha would have rather died. There was so much pain in Agnes’ eyes from Agatha’s failure. She didn’t want to live another century of failing Susanna. If Agatha had just picked up sooner that Mephisto had tricked her, if she had just told Wanda what had happened, it was likely that Wanda would have tried to help her. Wanda would have understood because she created a whole new reality just to have Vision back.
***
Wanda, now in possession of the Darkhold, fled to a secluded cabin to become more knowledgeable in her power. As she flipped through the pages, she could hear her children calling for her.
Mephisto was able to find Wanda, to tell her that he could help her navigate the Darkhold. That Agatha had been too weak to do it for him. He let slip the deal he had with Agatha. Realizing what happened, Wanda went back to Agatha to free her. She took Agatha up on her offer of teaching her magic. Wanda wanted to help Agatha bring Susanna back, but she was weary of bringing back the dead because of what had been caused in Westview. She promised Agatha that they would find another way to not only bring back Susanna, but Tommy and Billy as well.
Mephisto felt betrayed by Agatha when she teamed up with the Scarlet Witch, and by way of torment, he used an apparition of Susanna. Agatha can’t touch her, can’t hear her, and Susanna constantly looked like she did right before she died. Sick and in pain.
Thinking this is just another trick, Agatha didn’t allow this to deter her from helping Wanda find her boys.
When they found the Billy and Tommy, Wanda had been able to find a link in the Darkhold to get Susanna back. This became Wanda and Agatha’s reconciliation. Wanda still wasn’t pleased that Agatha tried to drain her powers and hurt her family, but having the full picture put Agatha’s actions into perspective. Wanda was able to forgive Agatha, because: Family is forever. Wanda understood that Agatha was just trying to bring her own family back.
The cost of bringing Susanna back to their plane of existence was for Agatha to give up her immortality- which was fine with her because all she wanted was to grow old with Susanna. With Agatha’s sacrifice, and Wanda’s help, they were able to bring the woman back.
Due to all they’ve endured together and because they had no one else, Agatha, Wanda, Susanna and the boys became a found family.
Agatha and Susanna could now have a long, happy life together, be honorary aunts to the twins, and live in a beautiful cabin in Sokovia.
Downfall -- me, imagining Susanna just collapsing one day from her illness 🙃
𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 & 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ❛ downfall . find my muse collapsed on the ground .
"The wind tells me that a storm is coming in." Agatha said. As they traversed, her back remained turned to Susanna, stopping occasionally to add a dry piece of wood to her basket. "Best to get back before our kindling gets drenched."
Silence. Her brows furrowed-- Susanna usually had a smart remark followed by her adorable giggle.
The footsteps behind her ceased and a thud soon occurred, causing Agatha to whip around. "Susanna?" The blond was crumpled beneath her dress and petticoat and Agatha dropped her basket, not caring that it spilled across the dirt floor. "Love?" Legs bend and pump the short distance and Agatha snagged her stocking on a jagged rock as she dropped next to Susanna's frail body.
"My sweetling, you're scaring me." She placed the back of her hand on Susanna's forehead. It was searing to the touch. She pulled her lover into her lap and began untying the front laces of Susanna's bodice as to help her breathe better.
A bad intuition twisted in her stomach as she brushed strands of hair off of the woman's perspired face. "I'll get you home, I'll carry you if I must." She twisted and readjusted her body and struggled a bit to heave Susanna off the ground. "Don't tell mother." They weren't meant to produce magic away from the perimeter. However, a blue mist encompassed Susanna, aiding Agatha into holding her with ease in her arms.
"Please give me a smile. Breathing simply isn't enough, Show me you are still with me, my dove."
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I literally love you so much! I'm so glad our paths crossed and I love the world we created. I'm so happy Agnes and Agatha can exist together because who knew we needed that? I love screaming about our babies. And I love that you. made. Susanna?! We stan. You inspire me so much and I'm so glad we're on the Agatha train together.
@itsbeenagatha said: “i had to carry you to bed last night, you were exhausted.”
Agnes looked up at the other woman with sleep-filled eyes. She barely remembered falling asleep. “We must have gone pretty hard, huh?” Agnes giggled, covering her mouth as she did so. She pushed dark hair out of her face. “I haven’t drank like that since college.”
Agnes is quiet for a long moment, taking in the sight before her. She took in a deep breath and reached out for Agatha’s hand, gripping it tightly. Ralph was gone-- she had put her foot down and asked for him to leave and he… complied; something Agnes still couldn’t wrap her hand around.
