Shiros Home From Work At 2 In The Morning. Aggie, Hes A Mess. Please Get Him Into Bed.

Shiro’s home from work at 2 in the morning. Aggie, he’s a mess. Please get him into bed.

she developed a tendency to stay up and wait for shiro not long after they moved in together. agatha just wanted to be able to take care of him when he could at last trudge into their home and she sleeps better when he's there by her side anyway. seeing him home now, she sets her book aside and gets up, moving toward him to greet shiro with a tired kiss to his cheek before snaking an arm around the small of his back.

" lean against me, love. that's it, just like that. " smiling, she gets him to the bathroom first, cleaning him up a little before grabbing what he usually wears to bed and helping him change into it. agatha walks him to the bed and gets him to sit and lay down, kissing his temple before bringing the blankets up over him. moving around to her side of the bed, she takes her glasses off, setting them on the nightstand before laying beside him and snuggling up against him. agatha breathes a contented sigh, relaxing against her beloved. " sleep well, my darling. "

making a revised post of this one bc of info i forgot to update it with. thanks to storage fees, the cost of my mother's cremation is nearly $2,000. dad worked out a payment plan and had to pay $500 up front and another $500 is due next month (and so on and so forth until the costs are fully paid off), so the total amount due is around $1,500 now.

as of making this post, we have $200 sitting in my paypal account thanks to donations and gift cards earned via apps + a site that let you earn points that you then cash in for gift cards (which, unfortunately, takes a while to earn).

so: $200/$500

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what does she desire? well, a long life surrounded by her loved ones, that's for sure. even if it meant becoming something akin to seras, then... she could still be happy, couldn't she? agatha looks away once more, expression thoughtful once more. she knows alucard's opinions of his own kind, though he hardly considered regular vampires as equal, but if he turned her, she wouldn't just be a regular vampire. what would she be? some mix of fae and vampire? that would be an interesting combination, wouldn't it?

she exhales deeply, head tilting slightly. would her powers differ from how they are now? possibly. maybe it was even likely. given she's grown up around vampires and has spent a good deal of time out in the field healing the injured, she's gotten significantly better at withstanding the sight and smell of blood. perhaps the only downside is she couldn't be out in the sun, but she's practically nocturnal herself now anyway.

after a few moments more of thoughtful silence, she looks back up at alucard. she gives a firm nod. " i believe i could, yes. "

--- ❝ THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS IMMORTALITY. ❞ Alucard countered, knowing that his own undoing had to be from his own hands now that no human could snuff him. [ a shame, agatha would have made a great example. ] He leans back in his seat, crossing his legs as he shakes his head.

What would he do . . . ? Thoughts of such degree had occurred, but the same answer would be offered. ❝ It depends on what you desire. Would you be able to handle becoming a demon of the night? ❞

it's not like she meant to stumble onto such a horrific scene that seemed straight out of a horror movie. witnesses very rarely leave those alive, don't they? he could easily dispatch her, count her as collateral damage of the original crime. she was just at the wrong place, wrong time. of course agatha would still get her phone out and try to call for help, a startled gasp leaving her as her phone is taken from her hands, staring up with wide eyes. lieutenant? is... is it just a cover, or is he really military?

agatha freezes when he moves closer, bracing for anything but the feeling of her phone being slipped back into her pocket. she doesn't answer at first, unable to find her voice until she gives a tentative nod. " c-copy. " her voice trembles and she stares up at the lieutenant in fear. " p-please let me go home. i-i-i— i w-won't g-go to the police or t-try to call them again, i-i-i promise. "

   being  caught  in  the  middle  of,  well, taking  care  of  business,  isn't  an  unusual  thing.  it's  also  not  unusual  to  watch  them  go  deer  in  the  headlights  and  go  to  pull  their  phone  out.  punch  in  the  numbers  for  the  police,  and  stand  there  on  the  line.  he  doesn't  even  let  her  get  so  much  as  a  'help'  out  edgewise  before  he  snatches  the  phone  right  out  of  her  hands. 

   "this  is  lieutenant  riley.  s.a.s.  the  situation  is  being  handled.  shock  seems  to  be  getting  through  to  some  of  the  bystanders.  no  further  response  is  needed."  with  that  he  hangs  it  up,  before  putting  the  phone  directly  back  into  her  pocket,  leaning  his  mask  up  against  her  ear.

   "do  i'  again,  swee'ear',  an'  i'll  gut  you  where  you  stand. copy?"

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someone should fuck aggie in front of a mirror and make her watch the reflection

just imagining aggie drawing someone and she shows the drawing to them and they just "that's how you see me?"