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I will go to my grave claiming that this is the greatest costume Marvel have ever made. It’s just perfection, the cuffed high waisted bottoms, the belt, the shoulder cut outs, the hood, the BOOTS?!! It looks so freaking cool, yet feminine and edgy at the same time. It’s the only superhero costume that I would wear if I could replicate it. And it’s actually a hate crime that she only got to wear it in one scene.

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“Agatha can’t control her powers and kills a bunch of people, this explains why Death is in love with her because it means she gets more bodies” No.

No no no.

I need “Agatha can’t control her powers and the first time someone blasted her with their magic they died right in front of her and she was only seven years old and terrified and alone until suddenly there was a small little girl across from her who gently took her hand and told her it was okay”

I need “Agatha can’t control her powers and had a tantrum, purple exploding out of her, but the other witch was too fast and Agatha blinked and they were dead on the ground and she scrambled back against the wall, curling up into a little ball and shaking, shaking, shaking, until someone just as young and soft as her stroked her hair back and told her they knew it was an accident”

I need “Agatha can’t control her powers and was beaten and bruised by her mother until she couldn’t take it anymore and ran off into the woods and was blasted by someone who thought she was a witch hunter, and she didn’t even realize what was happening until it was too late. Agatha climbing into a tree and scraping her cheek and trembling as she stared at the lifeless witch, something rattling deep inside of her that sounded like a stranger’s voice. And then the stranger appearing through the thick, standing over the dead body and instantly looking up, looking for Agatha. Finding her in the tree and climbing in with her. Smoothing a thumb across her cheek until it didn’t sting anymore”

I need “Agatha can’t control her powers and any spell she tries goes haywire, the final teacher that swore she could fix her grey and lifeless on the floor as Agatha sat up on the kitchen table and just stared and stared, tears falling, always falling, until that familiar face appeared through the bedroom doorway, watching Agatha, not the woman, and threaded their fingers together. Guided her to cracked, dusty skin and forced her to feel it, hand pressing hers into dead flesh and murmuring ‘exceptional’ under her breath before explaining every single step of reaping a soul. Talking and talking until Agatha wasn’t crying anymore, until she couldn’t remember why she had been upset in the first place”

I need “Agatha can’t control her powers but she also couldn’t control her temper, and suddenly half of a coven was dead before her, barely eighteen years old, and then the girl, also freshly a woman, the closest thing she knew to having a friend, sliding up behind her and placing a hand on her shoulder, wiping her tears away. Shushing her pleas of ‘why can’t I control it? Why do I ruin everything I touch?’ with soft murmurs of ‘there’s nothing wrong with you. You didn’t kill them. They simply… bent to your power.’”

I need “Agatha can’t control her powers but she sure as hell tried, until she was tied to a stake and her coven fell at her feet and her mother crumpled before her, hellbent until the moment she died to punish Agatha for things she had never meant to do. Agatha, with her grief and her relief and her freedom, finally, somehow still sobbing over her mother’s death, curled up far away and safe in the woods. Safe until Death came for her, hands cupping her face too tenderly, too delicately, and forced Agatha to meet her eyes. Death, who had somehow become the only one to ever show her mercy and kindness and compassion, leaning her forehead against hers and whispering ‘it’s okay. I am so proud of you.” Death leaning in so, so hesitantly and pressing the smallest kiss to her mouth. Breaths hitching. Eyes meeting. Long, loaded stares and trembling fingers and Death herself smiling at Agatha like she actually meant it. Agatha fisting her cloak and yanking her closer and letting Death suck the air right out of her lungs, and Agatha somehow living anyway”

That’s what I need.

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Agatha/Rio looks at the bonfire

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I think Agatha and Rio’s story is told in between the lines because Agatha is not willing to delve deeper, she is not willing to look back into her past. Especially not that part of her past. Not when she relies on that anger to keep pushing her forward. Agatha Harkness always holds the cards, and I think her love story with Rio is one of the closest things she keeps to her heart. So we only really see the pain and anger. Because that’s all she wants to focus on.

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monopoly on the road

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Jen's insult game being on point

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Do you have any bechloe fic rec about the beginning of the relationship specifically falling in love

Thank you!!!

hiii yes so some of these fics i need to reread bc it's been a HOT MINUTE BUT some are freshly read :33

Words by lescousinsdangereux

i just finished this fic on recommendation from another anon and i just want to say that i am mindblown and it is now on my recommended bookmark list on ao3!! it's canon-complaint and it is so UGH slightly fwb and chloe fell first but beca followed shortly after and they're just soft beans i love dem sm <33

ps. Expectations (and Equations) is also iconic. it's bechloe falling in love from kimmy jin's pov. i originally read this on fanfic.net and recently discovered that it's now on ao3 whoaa

Accidental by @kailoraurelius

lost my collective shit when i read this bc beca didn't mean to but she accidentally fell in love w chloe and now is in deep hhhh

it's 3 AM (I must be lonely) by @becasbelt

i need to read this again but i filtered my bookmarks with bechloe and fluff and it popped right up so i trust myself :))

I like the way you're everything I ever wanted also by anne but just read it it's so gooddd. secret relationship with chloe's pov about falling in love with beca. im gonna read it again after this too :33

thunder, lightening, & general dumbassery by @cheapthrillsbeca

with this blurb that i wrote:

august slipped away into a moment in time same author; smut

Wait, What? by @aliciameade

that bye love you kiss that started everything

your old favorite song by @pulledpurplecurtains

collection of canon-complaint one-shots that just hit so hard with the fluff and pre-game bechloe relationship rahhh

the truth about love (comes at 3 a.m.) by @snowonebutyou

that one fic that i forgot to bookmark but still ADORE BY ISA

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B R A T

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agathario + hands

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reblog and put in the tags the real reason you joined tumblr no matter how horrible or embarrassing it is

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The thing is... this here is essentially the moment Agatha forgives Rio.

(not that she's ever going to admit it out loud)

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I need some earth shattering, angst turn to desperation and need smut of Agatha x Rio i just can’t find any 😭😭

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KATHRYN HAHN & AUBREY PLAZA in Marvel Studios' Assembled: The Making of Agatha All Along