a better look into agatha’s house in AAA (provided by twitter, if i remember the link i’ll add it here!):
dinner table room
another shot of the dinner table room
the living room ( the image of agnes sprawled in that couch is engrained in my mind)
i think living room again? maybe a study next to the living room
agnes’ room
nicky’s room ( i want his wallpaper)
lastly but not least the basement (+ a sneak peek into the road)
"B★BY YOU'RE THE B★DDEST GIRL" ⸝⸝ ...Beauty things to script
full credit & inspiration goes to @saisiprincessa <3
BITCH, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?! Who gave me the right to be this damn pussy-clenching, soul-snatching, mind-warping gorgeous?! Like, be so for real right now. Every single inch of me? Immaculate. It’s almost unfair how I walk into a room and immediately become the center of the universe. Like, sorry babe, I can’t help that I’m the main event.
You don’t look at me, you worship me. I AM THE DREAM. I am beauty, brains, body, power, seduction, and mystery all packed into one flawless package. If they dared to make a mold of me, they’d have to destroy it on the spot—it would be a pitiful insult to my unparalleled PERFECTION, which simply cannot be replicated.
And don’t get me started on the way people fold for me. I say jump, they ask how high. I smile, and they lose all common sense. One look? They’re hooked. One touch? It’s over. I could ruin lives if I wanted to—and let’s be real, I probably have. Not my fault they can’t handle all this.
I move like royalty ‘cause I am royalty. My presence alone is a gift. I don’t lift a finger—things just happen for me. VIP treatment? Automatic. First-class everything? Of course. Doors open, drinks appear, bills get paid. Just for existing. Just for being me.
I step outside, and men fumble their words. Women try not to stare too hard. People make workouts to look like me. Doctors get requests for my features. My name is whispered in rooms I haven’t even stepped foot in. People see me and IMMEDIATELY feel insecure—it’s not my fault, babe, blame genetics.
I am THE blueprint. THE standard. You can't strive to be exactly like me. My body is what Instagram models are trying (and failing) to achieve. My face is what FaceTune was created for. My energy? Unmatched. My aura? Untouchable. My confidence? So loud it makes people shake.
As soon as I grace a room with my presence, eyes lock, mouths drop, and suddenly everybody forgets what they were doing. I make people nervous without even trying. Just a glance, a smirk, the flick of my wrist, and boom—somebody’s in love.
I wake up flawless, go to sleep iconic. I don’t need filters, angles, or good lighting—baby, I am the moment. Every photo? A masterpiece. Every mirror? A love letter to myself. I could roll out of bed and still look better than half these girls on their best day.
And these other girls? They stay pressed. They act like they don’t see me, but I know they do. They talk, they stalk, they try—but let’s be clear, there’s only one me. I’m the blueprint, the one they measure themselves against.
Don't think I don't notice the girls who study me like I’m a whole syllabus, trying to decode the formula. But there isn't a blueprint for this—either you got it, or you don’t. And I got it.
And these men? These women? Losing their minds tryna be in my presence. I could sneeze, and somebody would cash app me just for existing. From bags to jewelry to whole-ass cars, they offer before I even ask. Billionaire sons? CEOs? Athletes? Begging. They know a once-in-a-lifetime when they see one.
Jealousy? Oh, it’s there. But I don’t compete, I dominate. The envy, the whispers, the imitation—it doesn't faze me. They can watch, they can study, but they can’t be me. I’m the prototype, the standard, the one they all wanna be but can’t touch.
This ain’t regular pretty. This is war-starting, history-making, legend-building beauty. The kinda face that gets songs written, statues built, kingdoms lost. Pretty privilege? Nah. Pretty power.
Other girls break their necks trying to figure out how it’s even possible for one woman to serve this much face, body, and energy. But let me tell you something, sweetie, when you’re me, you move differently. People might lose their minds over me, but my security is tighter than a vault—mentally, physically, spiritually, all that. You can’t touch me, even if you wanted to. The jealousy? Cute. The obsession? Predictable. But it never phases me. "The universe knows better than to let anyone try me, because when you’re this blessed, nothing bad can even get close. Call it divine protection or just the power of being that girl, but either way? I’m untouchable.
"Everybody wanna know me. Wanna be me. Wanna please me. They hold doors, pull out chairs, throw money just to get a second of my time. Even the haters can’t help but admire. They talk & they watch but they still losing. ‘Cause you can copy the outfit, the pose, the walk—but you can’t copy me.
I leave ‘em speechless, stuck, obsessed, weak-in-knees. "I got exes still crying, still checking my page, still hoping I look their way again. Love, I don’t double back, I level up. And these new ones? Willing to risk it all—careers, relationships, sanity—just for the chance to say my name.
You think I’m exaggerating? Ask your man why he’s been quiet. Ask your girl why she suddenly wanna switch teams. It’s me, bitch. IT’S ALWAYS ME. And if that’s annoying?? GOOD. BECAUSE A BITCH THIS PERFECT DESERVES TO BE LOUD ABOUT IT.
She is so stinking cute. It's not even funny.
A list of some names for 13,022 Palestinian children who were killed by Israel in #Gaza in just 111 days.
If this is not genocide then what!!
rio so funny to me bcs shes so kitty. getting more annoying when she gets ignored. always pawing at agatha. hissing at strangers. definitely knocks shit off tables for attention. staring at the wall for 3 hours unblinking making u think she Knows something u don’t…. licks agatha to heal her wounds. Which is basically bathing. Outdoor cat behavior when she vanishes for a week and makes u think shes dead and then shows up yowling at 3am. Sad animal guy who loves his wife😞
Agathario tiktok editors i will never forget you
Hi emma<3 I js wanted to ask whats ur opinion on ppl who k1ll other ppl in their drs (im not talking about those weird ppl that literally shift for the sole purpose of killing people thats disgusting) im talking abt those shifting into questionable realities (like fantasy, apocalypse etc like realities that have elements of bloodshed ig?) bc ive seen ppl talk abt it but it never gives a complete answer. Ive been thinking abt this bc i havent been able to figure out where i stand so i wanted to hear ur opinion. I feel like we shouldnt judge ppls actions solely based on this realities standards bc each reality has different moral and ethical expectations (unless ofc ppl have done horrible things that cant be justified)
Btw ilysmm?? The way u write is so mesmerising that i want to take ur thoughts and put them into mine. U r my biggest shifting motivation rn
OKAY. SO. morality is contextual. what we consider "right" or "wrong" here is based on this reality’s rules, which are, at the end of the day, arbitrary and socially constructed. different realities operate under different frameworks, different stakes. if you're shifting into a world where survival necessitates violence, where you have to fight, hunt, or even (ahem) drink blood to exist, then that’s just part of the ontology of that reality. you're not running around doing evil for sport; you're engaging with the world as it is. i suppose it's just your choice to shift there.
do i think some guy shifting just to go on a murder spree in an otherwise peaceful reality is weird? yeah. but for example, me, i'm i shifted to my dr where i'll be a vampire.....but that's just dinner (that sounds bad but like i'm trying to write this out too)
so, my take...........uh. ethics are determined by the world you’re in. every reality has its own moral code, and you play by its rules, not necessarily this one’s
please please please please reblog if you’re a writer and have at some point felt like your writing is getting worse. I need to know if I’m the only one who’s struggling with these thoughts
i do not read long fanfics because i don’t have the patience for it but somehow this one i managed to read with tears 😭💔 grief is never easy to deal with no matter how much time passes by.
Totally wouldn't reblog this
Sun child abilities
Sun children are radiant beings filled with the warmth and energy of sunlight. Their presence is uplifting and comforting. Known for their gentle strength and resilience, they bring light to dark places and hope to troubled hearts. They have two forms just like Moon children, one for solstices and the other for eclipses. Just like the sun, they are a source of life, warmth, and joy to everyone they meet.
Solar healing - Sun children can heal themselves or others by channeling sunlight, accelerating recovery and restoring energy.
Solar energy absorption - users can absorb sunlight to boost their strength, speed, or energy, especially during the day.
Heat resistance - users are naturally resistant to heat, able to withstand extreme temperatures without harm.
Heat generation - users can raise their body temperature, providing warmth in cold environments or creating small bursts of heat to defend themselves.
Solar aura - users have a warm, golden aura that radiates around them, bringing comfort or calming those nearby.
Sunlit visions - users can receive visions or flashes of insight when exposed to sunlight, sometimes foreseeing events or gaining guidance.
Solar navigation - users instinctively know the time of day and direction based on the position of the sun, making them expert navigators.
Weather influence - users can part clouds or summon sunny weather for a short time, bringing brightness to overcast days.
Shape shifting - They have three forms and pass from one to another. They have a human, solstice and eclipse form.
Solar magic
Light manipulation
Golden or sunkissed skin
Light hair - natural golden or honey-like hues.
Bright eyes - often vibrant shades of amber, gold, or warm brown.
Golden sparkles in tears - When they cry, their tears might glimmer with a golden tint, like sunlight catching on water droplets. Their tears have a healing effect. (Rapunzel vibes)
Freckles or sunspots, rosy cheeks
Comforting presence
Slightly warmer touch
Aura of light - In darkness or at dusk, they may emit a faint glow.Their shadows sometimes carry a hint of gold or light, rather than pure darkness.
Energized by sunlight
Golden fingertips - slightly tinted with a gold or amber hue, especially when using their powers.
Golden veins or patterns - Some may have faint golden patterns or veins visible under their skin, like lines of sunlight just beneath the surface.
Solstice form:
Eclipse form:
@shiftingwithmars thank you for answering to the post, it helped a lot ❤️