Vidarkness Stories

Agatha Harkness has buried more than most: enemies, regrets, and the ones she couldn't save. But when a death she didn't foresee unravels the threads of fate, Agatha is pulled back into the kind of magic she swore she'd left behind. And waiting in the shadows is the one being who always finds her when loss turns sharp: Death herself. But love and vengeance don't follow rules, not even the sacred laws of life and death. Especially not when hearts still beat for what's gone. This is a story of grief, old magic, forbidden love, and the one rule every witch is warned never to break. (I hope people will like this story, if you do I'd love to know, so leave a comment or something so I know I should continue.)

a sad, funny, angsty, upsetting story about agatha, rio, and their daughter Alexandra the title is an Adrianne Lenker song because there's a lyric that says "I could be a good mother, and I wanna be your wife" which I think represents agatha harkness and Rio Vidal as a whole especially in this fic