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watchnrant · 1 month ago

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Agatha All Along Episode 5: Easter Eggs & References

Salem Seven’s Animal Transformations

A Nod to Their Classic Marvel Comics Powers

The Salem Seven, first introduced in episode 2, make their comeback in episode 5, appearing as different animals along the Witches Road before morphing into witches dressed entirely in black. Among these creatures are a fox, a crow, a snake, and others. This shapeshifting ability, allowing them to take on various forms, has its roots in the original Marvel Comics, where it was a well-known power of the Salem Seven.

Earth-616 Salem's Seven Member - Main Power

Thornn - Red horn-like projectiles

Gazelle - Super speed

Vakume - Wind manipulation

Vertigo - Nausea induction

Brutacus - Super strength

Hydron - Water cannon

Reptilla - Snake hands

The Salem Seven Are The Daughters Of Agatha Harkness' Original Coven

After Agatha Harkness and her crew open a portal to the Witches’ Road, the Salem Seven make their move, catching up to the group just before they reach the third trial’s base. Lilia Calderu and Rio Vidal are the only ones who truly grasp the twisted history of the Salem Seven. As Lilia lays it out, “When Agatha murdered her sister witches, she spared their young children.” Rio chimes in, “Yeah, and then they became a feral, hive-minded coven bent on revenge”

The “sister witches” that Lilia mentions were Agatha’s original coven, the ones who turned on her, accused her of dark magic, and sent her to the stake. Classic Agatha—her past always has a way of coming back to haunt her.

Hexenbesen

The Witches' Broom Spell

As the Salem Seven encircle them, Teen proposes a "hexenbesen," which turns out to be a spell for a witches' broom, granting the coven the ability to soar above the Witches' Road for a brief moment. The term "hexenbesen" hails from old German, meaning "witch's broom," and it’s amusing to witness the coven's resistance to this well-worn trope, especially as Patti LuPone's character, Lilia, points out how it's been "coopted by the holiday industrial complex." Nevertheless, there's a stunningly eerie scene of the coven gliding beneath a blood moon, evoking memories of classic witch-themed media like Disney's Hocus Pocus.

80s Sleepover Horror Vibes

A Summer Camp Throwback for Agatha’s Next Challenge

As Agatha and her coven dash into a cabin, they brace for their next challenge before the Salem Seven can catch up. Once again, they undergo a transformation, reminiscent of their previous escapades in Agatha All Along. This time, however, the atmosphere is steeped in a "summer camp horror movie" vibe. With an abundance of scrunchies and headbands in sight, Zamata's Jennifer Kale even sports a retainer, perfectly nailing the look.

Full Blood Moon & Spirits

Agatha’s Trial & Talking to the dead

As soon as the coven enters the trial house, the ominous full blood moon looms overhead, setting the tone for Agatha’s next challenge. It’s a continuation of the eerie trend we’ve seen—each trial accompanied by a different moon phase, tying the natural elements to the witches’ journey. But this time, the stakes are even higher. The blood moon signifies the thinning veil between the living and the dead, making it the perfect setup for Agatha’s trial, where she’s forced to confront spirits from her past. Talking to the dead isn’t just a test of magic—it’s a test of Agatha’s guilt, power, and the unresolved ghosts that still haunt her.

Teen Evokes Billy Kaplan's Wiccan

Red Shirt, Blue Headband

The fresh wardrobe for Joe Locke's character in "Teen" stands out as particularly intriguing, reminiscent of the buzz generated when clips from this episode first appeared in the trailers for Agatha All Along. Joe sports a striking red shirt paired with a blue headband, creating a clear visual nod to Billy Kaplan's Wiccan from Marvel Comics, which seems to be a deliberate choice. This look also echoes young Billy Maximoff's Halloween costume in WandaVision, where he donned similar colors and a headband. Consequently, it strongly suggests that "Teen" may very well be the reincarnated son of the Scarlet Witch.

Nostalgic Pressure: The 80s Watch and 30-Minute Countdown Timer

The 30-minute trial countdown is prominently displayed on an old-school 80s wristwatch, adding a nostalgic touch to the scene. The ticking timer builds tension as the characters face a race against time to complete their task. This retro wristwatch ties into the 80s slumber party theme, further immersing the moment in a fun yet eerie atmosphere. The watch, with its vintage aesthetic, serves as a subtle nod to the classic 80s supernatural genre, where timers and countdowns often played a key role in escalating suspense.

An Ode to “The Exorcist”

Agatha’s Decent into Darkness

Shortly after the coven's heated discussion on whether Agatha deserves punishment and their eerie encounter with the Ouija board, Harkness becomes the unwilling host of a wayward spirit. Her transformation is strikingly reminiscent of the chilling possessions depicted in The Exorcist films. The makeup effects mirror those iconic visuals, and her movements—twisting and crawling through the cabin—are filled with a sinister intent as she turns on her fellow witches.

Evanora Harkness Returns

Agatha’s Past Haunts Her in Ghostly Form

In a surprising twist, it comes to light that Agatha is under the influence of her mother’s spirit, Evanora Harkness. Flashbacks from WandaVision reveal that Agatha was responsible for her mother’s death, along with the demise of her fellow witches, as she absorbed their powers for her own gain. Now, Evanora’s ghost seeks to settle old scores, harboring a desire for vengeance against her daughter.

When Evanora exits Agatha's body, she tells the young witches, "My coven risked everything to kill her and you fools have willingly joined her." When Agatha asks her mother why she hates her, Evanora answers, "You were born evil, I ought to have killed you the moment you left my body." If true, this means that Agatha was already evil before the Darkhold corrupted her.

This moment also marks the MCU's inaugural introduction of ghosts.

“I Can Be Good”

Agatha’s Haunting Echo from WandaVision

Agatha, desperate to keep her new coven from abandoning her and leaving her to face the haunting presence of her mother, pleads with the witches, insisting that "she can be good." This echoes a chilling moment from her past when she used the same words to sway her former coven, just before she turned on them, claiming their powers for herself. This creates a haunting parallel between the two covens, particularly as the episode concludes with the death of at least Alice, if not more.

Agatha Drains Alice’s Magic, Sealing Her Fate

Absorbing Alice’s Magic, Agatha Regains Her Power

In a shocking turn of events, Alice Wu-Gulliver’s bold decision to cast a spell on the Evanora-possessed Agatha actually works, forcing Evanora’s spirit out of Agatha’s body. But Agatha, ever the opportunist, seizes the moment and drains Alice’s magic. Just like Evanora and her former coven, Alice can’t stop her own spell, and as Agatha siphons her power, Alice’s body begins to decay.

In the end, Alice drops dead, leaving the coven powerless to save her. Even Jennifer Kale’s panacea from episode 2 wouldn’t have been enough to bring Alice back. With Alice gone for good, the coven is forced to press on down the Witches’ Road without one of their own.

Nicholas Scratch’s Haunting Truth

Secrets of Agatha’s Son Revealed

Teen discovers that the spirit of Agatha’s late son, Nicholas Scratch, is haunting the cabin, causing the stopwatch trial timers to halt. As Teen inspects the Ouija board, he notices it’s spelling out Nicholas Scratch’s name. Without hesitation, he shouts Nicholas’ name to Agatha, and just like that, she stops draining Alice’s magic. In that chilling moment, Agatha hears her son’s voice whisper, “Mama, stop.”

This revelation confirms that Nicholas Scratch is truly deceased, dispelling earlier theories that hinted he might be working for Mephisto, as suggested in episode 3 of Agatha All Along. It also clarifies that the Teen is not Agatha’s son, countering previous assumptions. While Teen can’t save Alice, he begins to piece together just how much Nicholas means to Agatha—and it might just be the key to stopping her.

“Like Mother, Like Son”

Is Teen Really Billy Maximoff?

In a stunning turn of events, Agatha drains Alice of her powers as she attempts to break free from her possession, ultimately leading to the shocking murder of the protective witch at the conclusion of Agatha All Along episode 5. This act mirrors Agatha's past, where she similarly eliminated her former coven and her own mother. At the episode's climax, Teen boldly confronts Agatha, declaring that if being a witch entails taking lives for personal gain, he wants no part of it. Agatha, with a sly grin, remarks on how much he resembles his mother, hinting that she has always been aware of his true identity, further reinforcing the notion that Teen is indeed the offspring of the Scarlet Witch.

Teen’s Magical Ascension

A Crown Fit for Wiccan

In a surprising turn of events, Teen reveals his own radiant blue magic. He seizes control of both Lilia and Jennifer, sending Agatha tumbling off the Witches' Road and into the muck, before doing the same to the other two witches. The fifth episode of Agatha All Along concludes with Teen donning a crown that strikingly resembles the Scarlet Witch's Red Crown. This development strongly suggests that Agatha All Along has officially established Teen as Billy Kaplan's Wiccan, the reborn son of the Scarlet Witch.

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inmyownfantasywrld · 1 year ago

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I Only Have Eyes for You | alex turner x reader

summary: Your friend you’ve known for quite awhile has invited you to her wedding, she requested you bring a plus one, and there is someone just perfect in mind.

a/n: i’m so sorry but i completely gave up on trying to restore the old ones and just decided to write a new one. btw i haven’t written in a while, and this one was rushed so badly, so it’s not the best… but enjoy! (p.s this is not proof read, so sorry in advance 😅)

Ever since your best friend matt introduced you to his band mates two years ago, you found yourself catching feelings for one specific member, alex. you somehow always caught yourself day dreaming about him, and got a warm feeling all over when you were near him or just thinking about him.

the thing that got you hooked was how you were just so comfortable around him, as if you knew each other for much longer, also the way he has with words, and how they sound so effortless when talking or singing on stage.

moments you cherished dearly were when you two would be at the cooks for a gathering but always end up outside smoking while the rest were inside talking. he would speak of anything that came to mind because he would instantly feel comfortable around you. your conversations can range from young adolescent years to music then to tough personal struggles, you two really helped each other without knowing it.

the first person you’d think of for help or advice was alex, and when alex was in need of help, all he can think about was you.

“alex we’re gonna be late if you don’t hurry up and speed here,” you whine into the phone while shoving gum and a lipgloss into your small baguette bag. “who said i wasn’t already here,” alex’s voice was so serious in that moment for you to freeze for a second and run out the door.

“wait, wait a minute,” you look around outside to the empty street, “you fucker!”.

he laughs at your confusion, “i’m sorry love i had to get you out the house or else you would’ve taken forever to come out, but anyway i’m turning the corner see ya in a bit.” he hung up the call and as soon as you looked up he was already there.

alex got out of the car and leaned against the door on the passenger side. he had a huge grin on his face as you walk towards him, you take the opportunity to subtly check him out while he’s probably doing the same.

alex was wearing a dark navy blue tuxedo, with a pair of black leather loafers, his hair was messy but put together as always. the sight of him made your knees weak. god. he’s just so, you can’t even describe it. handsome? beautiful? sexy? anything that came to mind described alex in every way possible.

alex was practically drooling inside when he first saw you, you were wearing a dark red maxi dress that had a low back, the dress accentuated your curves times ten making it hard for alex to not stare, you paired the beautiful gown with black chunky platform heels that make you almost as tall as alex, and your hair in a blowout making you look like a super model.

“you look handsome,” you smile and nod in approval. “thank you love, and you look gorgeous as well,” his voice deep and husky, his words turn your cheeks warm and give you butterflies. you guys exchanged a quick hug, one you wished lasted a little longer. alex opens the door for you and watches you carefully slip in, he shuts the door and heads to the drivers side.

while on the way you two had been pouring your heart out onto reptilla by the strokes for fifteen minutes now, the song was played over and over again, it was now permanently burned into your brain. the time was three o’clock and the reception starts at three thirty, you made it just on time.

alex parks the car and helps you get out. you glance up at him and you realize you haven’t seen that smile wipe off of face ever since he had picked you up. you can’t help but smile back, it’s contagious.

“i cant believe we made it on time, i really believed we’d be late with your granny driving,” you laugh off, while making sure you have everything you need in your bag.

“if i didn’t call you saying i was outside, you’d still be getting ready, plus, I don’t even drive that slow.” he huffed out as he holds out his arm for you to loop yours around. “bet you my grandma can drive faster,” you joke, alex chuckles and starts walking both of you towards the ceremony.

it’s been a few hours since the ceremony ended, you and alex are now on the dance floor dancing horribly to katy on a mission by katy b. the memories of you introducing alex to this song flood your brain but disappear when you see alex dancing without a care in the world. the atmosphere was dark, the only light source being laser lights you’d see in the club, so it really didn’t matter how he was dancing because you could barely see. the newly weds were no where to be found, most likely hooking up in a random room.

you realize you haven’t had a single drink ever since you’ve been on the dance floor, you want to go to the bar but would rather if alex came with. “can you come with me to the bar?” you yell over the blaring music to alex, he aggressively nods his head, which brought a smile to your face.

once you make it to the bar you order a martini and water, alex gets a margarita like he always does. you have a seat on the stools, relaxing your feet from standing/dancing for almost two hours. alex sits on the stool next to you and starts checking his phone.

“your dance moves were impeccable to katy b,” you laugh out, alex rolls his eyes and shakes his head. “i wouldn’t be talking love, i saw your moves to rihanna” he raises his eyebrows and tilts his head. you smack his bicep and narrow your eyes, “you better not tell anyone,” alex inhales sharply and rubs the spot you had smacked, “if you don’t dance all crazy for riri what are you doing, head bopping? could’ve swore i saw you dancing too,”

“maybe i was,” he chuckles as he retrieves your drinks. “and no, i wasn’t head bopping i was proudly singing, and maybe dancing.” you guys both laugh while attempting to sip your drinks.

“did you know that tomorrow marks the day we met two years ago, two years!” you stare out into deep space just thinking about it. it was crazy how two years ago you met alex, and clicked instantly. he became your closest friend, one that you tell everything to, he’s the only person you’ve told about your trauma, and he didn’t judge. he helped and comforted you, which is why you love him in every way possible

alex felt the very same way but you didn’t know it, yet. he loved how you would ramble about your life, or anything, and he loved to just sit and listen. you were like a hydrangea, with a little bit of soaking you opened up and turned out to be a beautiful flower. you have so many story’s that alex loved listening to, he was happy he was lucky to be with you in that moment. after hearing about your past relationships and how they treated you so poorly he knew he had to make a change.

“five, four, three, two, one. happy anniversary love,” he showed you his watch with his smile reaching his ears. a butterfly exhibit was practically inside you now, for the first time in forever, you were nervous with alex. maybe it’s the feelings you have for him, or the little gestures he does but you’ve gone completely head over heels for him again, if it was even possible at this point.

you raise your glass to alex, and clink the glasses together. while taking a sip of your martini you maintain eye contact with him through the glass, his gaze makes you weak, making you want to melt on the stool, eventually you look up to the ceiling to break the contact. you can feel his eyes on you, he was looking at every inch of you at every opportunity he got. he ripped his eyes away when you put down your glass, and started to sip your water.

“i’m surprised you remembered,” he exclaimed, he smiles almost as a smirk and cocks his head. “it’s marked in my calander for a reason,” you smile shyly, and look down to your lap while a few loose strands of hair fall on your face.

alex reaches out and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. “good, cause i do too,” he whispered.

his voice, the gesture, his touch makes extremely flustered.

alex’s hand cups the right of your cheek, caressing it with his thumb. you take the opportunity to hold his hand and fully rest the side of your face on his hand. his deep chuckle can be felt throughout his entire body, the vibrations run from his head to his fingertips. at this point your eyes struggle to stay open, you attempt to fight your eyelids but they eventually win.

“tired?” alex whispered softly into your ear, nearly touching.

“mhm,” you groan, attempting to lift your head, but it felt as if it were a bowling ball.

“will you dance with me?” alex requests while running his hands up and down your exposed back. his touch leaving a trail of goosebumps.

“if you’re too tired we do-“, your head snaps up as you heard the question. “i would love to, al!” you chimed in.

alex’s smile is the brightest smile in the universe, his cheeks and nose are a light pink, his eyes softly gaze into yours taking a look at your features. you notice his eyes subtly glance over your lips but immediately return back to your eyes.

alex gets up and holds out his hand, you grab his hand as he starts to lead you to the dance floor where everyone was slow dancing. it is now when you realize what alex had intended, and how alex’s timing was just perfect, he knows exactly what he did and isn’t ashamed of it.

the first notes of ‘i only have eyes for you’ by the flamingos ring through the air, you wrap your arms around alex’s neck, while his hands settle on your waist. he sways both of you side to side, while never breaking eye contact.

my love must be a kite of blind love, i can’t see anyone but you…

by coincidence when you had first met alex this was the song, the song you listen to and all you had imagined was him. you’d be spread across your bed, stare at your ceiling, listen to this song and replay all the little moments you had shared with him in the beginning, him opening the door for you, stealing each others glances in a busy room, being able to spot each other in a large crowd, smoking together, and any other minor interaction.

alex felt the same exact way.

as you rest your head against his chest, you can hear his heartbeat beating at an abnormal pace, the one they’d have due to them being nervous, or frightened. you put your delusion cap on for a split second and thought you were making him feel this way, but you knew alex would never go for you, he only saw you as a friend.

alex squeezed your waist slightly, pulling you back into reality.

“you alright, you’ve been staring out into space for awhile, anything you wanna talk about?” he gently asked, his left hand lightly running up and down your back, while his left hand lifts your chin to look at him. he raised his eyebrows slightly and his chocolate eyes softly gazed into yours. your cheeks turn warm, all over your body in fact. he made you feel so safe, and warm whenever and wherever. it’s what you loved about him.

are the stars out tonight..

this giant urge to tell alex how you feel is killing you. you want to tell him so badly, but you fear it can go so wrong. some scenarios you’ve conjured were it can be just like you imagine, you tell him how you feel and tuns out he feels the same way too, boom, live happily ever after. second way is he is utterly disgusted, leaves you at the wedding, alone, with no ride home, and break off all connects to you. and lastly the third way could be is that you never tell him, live in agony for all eternity, and die alone.

you’re gonna do it. you’re gonna do it, y/n.

“it’s,” you hesitate for a second, taking a look in his captivating brown eyes, acknowledging the tiny scar above his left eye.

you slightly readjust your arms around his neck, “its just that, when we had first met this was the song i would listen to and…and think of you. i actually think of you quite often, more than just a friend should,” you whisper the last bit, biting your lip trying to sooth your nerves.

i don’t know if it’s cloudy or bright…

alex continues to slowly dance with you while listening to the song deeply, as if the song is just sang for the both of them. his head gently laying on top of your head, his other hand holds you at your waist, keeping you close.

“this song reminds me of you so much too.” his whisper almost inaudible.

“that first night we met i already knew you’d be the love of my life. when i first heard this song, around the time we met actually, all i could imagine was us as we danced to i only have eyes for you. I think that’s when I knew you were the one for me, and you’re still the only person I have eyes for.” he lifts his head from the top of your head and glances at you with a giant smile.

your cheeks were practically on fire, you wanted to scream so loud. your smile is too big to fit your face, you felt on top of the world. your best friend you’ve been in love with for two years now, was in love with you. this is the dream you’ve waited so long to become reality, and now it’s here are yet you’re still in disbelief.

alex leans close to your face and ever so slightly whispers, “i love you.”

his eyes travel from your eyes down to your lips. you can barely process what he had just said, but your eyes start tearing up from happiness, and the smile never coming off.

“can i kiss you?” alex whispered, you nod your head, slightly nervous. alex leans in closer and presses his lips against yours. his lips were soft and gentle with yours. your lips moving in sync with one another, hungry for each other. his hands lightly squeezing your waist while yours were tangled in his hair. your body was buzzing all throughout your body, electricity sparking the kiss.

shortly after, you two pull away for air, both chests rising and falling rapidly. alex rests his forehead against yours whispering sweet nothings. you open your eyes looking up through your lashes to find alex smiling like a sweet child, you bring your hands away from his neck and move to his collar, smoothing it out. “i love you too al.” you confess before pulling alex by his shirt collar and giving him another kiss.

i only have eyes for you, my dear.