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every so often i think about making aggie "overpowered"

no rizz just sparkly loving eyes and a heart that feels ready to pour right out of my ribcage at any given time

as misa praises them, their smile grows. " only for you, my dear. " they hear the ruffle of fabric when she starts changing clothes and they reach into the oven to take out the trays of cookies. ah, baked to perfection! soryn sets them in a cooling rack and turns off the oven, hanging their oven mitt back up. the clean up the counters and their phone is nestled back between their ear and shoulder as they clean the dishes they dirtied.

" of course, of course. you know me; i remember such things and i would never order or make something you shouldn't eat too much of. " it does bother them a little that she watches her figure so much, but the modeling industry was rough like that. soryn considers themself fortunate that it's easier for them to keep their body looking the same.

soryn moves toward the front door, unlocking it, petting the top of daisy's head as they head back to the kitchen. " i believe you. i think it would be lovely if we cooked something together. " they agree with a loving smile, looking through their pantry and refrigerator to get some ideas for dinner. " the door is unlocked, by the way. all you have to do is walk in. just do not be surprised if daisy is excited to see you here. " soryn tells her with a soft laugh, telling daisy to stay by the door.

" you're, like, totes the best, sochi~!! " came another squeal as she shimmied into a more casual version of her usual gothic style; a dual colored corset top that was pink and black with ruffles above the breasts, the straps a ruffled black, and a tight black leather skirt atop fishnets, styled complete with her black platforms and a white rabbit bag ( the ears were floppy, the rabbit having red eyes and wearing a charcoal gothic lolita dress ).

" misa's fine with whatever! nothing with too much fat in it, though, misa-misa's manager would kill her if she gained any weight before the next shoot. " watching her figure was definitely the hardest thing she did as a model and actress, but it was part of her job, even if she hated it sometimes. misa wished she could frequently dine on more fatty and sweet foods.

with a delighted hum, misa picked back up her phone, leaning over her vanity to reapply her signature red lipstick before she headed out to soryn's place, " i think it'd be more romantic if we cooked together, sochi~ tasting what we make for each other to make sure it's just right, spoon feeding it to one another~!! " she chimed in a giddy, though soothing tone, a softness flashing into her gaze as she talked about it, " misa may not look like it, but she's a really good cook~! "

finally made aggie's m.h.a verse, now i just need to work on her he.ll.sing verse

(0_0)  also ashmi @ aggie <3

she sighs, pulling some clothes out of her closet. maybe she should've looked at the weather before doing any gardening. agatha assumed, since it's spring now, that it would still be cool outside! but no, it's warm and grossly humid, so now she's changing clothes so she can— she stops. strange, why does she feel like she's being stared at? looking up, agatha sees ashmi standing in the doorway of the bedroom now, her heart skipping a beat.

" a-ashmi. i, um, i-i d-didn't realize it'd be so w-warm today, so i kind of e-ended up not dressing appropriately. " the faerie admits with a sheepish giggle, her cheeks flushing hotly in embarrassment at being caught in the nude.

(0///0) Aggie walking in on James or Ophelia (her choice lol)

" hey, j-james? it's, w-well, you know who it is. of c-course you do, i called t-to— to t-tell you i was coming by. i-i'm just dropping this— " agatha stops in her tracks as she sees him now, naked. completely bare. he has absolutely nothing on. " off... " she only just barely manages to finish that sentence, the book he allowed her to borrow falling from her hand and hitting the floor. in a situation like this, most would probably shield their eyes, turn away, do something to give the person their privacy, but she finds she just can't move. the faerie is frozen there, gawking at him, her cheeks and her ears growing red in embarrassment. james might have to move or say something to get her to finally look away.

" u-um..." yeah, that's a really intelligent-sounding word there, agatha.