Agaster Stories

"Well, don't worry 'bout it." Agatha said. "Much as Hester and Anadil like to posture, you're far more consistent. You're hittin' on all six." Dot brightened. "You think?" "Sure. Come to expect it, to be honest. You've been here longest. Reliable." She leaned over and squeezed Dot's arm. "Whatever shit happens, I know I can rely on you, at least." -- 1920s au oneshot. mostly set after the events of gmtg. written for the 1 year anniversary of me finishing the original fic!

"Why didn't you just say that?" It's a pointless question, given they both know Agatha isn't particularly forthright when it comes to personal things. Agatha can't shrug, so she doesn't do much. The suggestion of weak sunlight is playing around the edge of the curtains. "Well, then." murmurs Hester, after a pause. She yanks off her shoes and scrabbles back onto the mattress beside Agatha. She's careful not to touch her, but stays close, close enough for Agatha to hear her breathing, feel the warmth of her body, and notice every tiny movement she makes. She doesn't sleep, though. Every time Agatha jerks out of her fitful doze, she can see her, watching her silently from under her arm. She's still awake when Agatha struggles out of the fog of a heavy, confusing, dream in the morning. -- long before tedros, there was hester. and long before anadil, there was agatha. not lady a. not yet. just agatha. (1920s au oneshot, pre GMTG. Cover by @ kirstenlana_ on Instagram!)

SHE-RA AND THE PRINCESSES OF POWER AU There's nothing quite like discovering the entire planet's fate rests on your shoulders. It's even more jarring when your destiny leads you to work with the people you've been raised to destroy. Still, it's a bit easier to cope with when you can turn into a 7ft princess with a sword. When Agatha stumbles across the sword in the Whispering Woods, she immediately feels a connection. It's a pity her other connections will only get in the way... Especially when there's one girl she can't seem to break with for good.

A slice of life. The School for good and evil characters live in apartments in Manhattan in the 90's! It's a comedy and honestly the story line is a bit crazy so enjoy!

a c'est dommage. what a shame. agatha is delighted to find out that her best friend is engaged to an actually decent guy, but when she finds out that they aren't meant to be, how does she tell them the truth? so basically: tagatha soulmate au slow burn with a ton of other ships. who will be endgame? you'll just have to read it and find out

History repeats itself. That's how the saying goes, isn't it? Look no further than a Renaissance Faire to see history brought to life before your very eyes. Except, that's not why Agatha was there. A simple summer job was what she expected; A way to allow the tides of time to roll by until her gap year was complete. Instead, she found herself amidst the faire's very own troupe of actresses, led by Hester, an ever-confident woman that makes time itself slow down. In fact, Agatha might just like her more than she cares to admit. Sometimes it's fun to live in the past.

a collection of sgetober oneshots from my tumblr. various themes, size, amounts of angst, and characters. prompts from snail_jam.sge on instagram title from october twilight by frankie carle