#witches road

[frost-queen]

Witches road (Fem!reader x Agatha Harkness)

Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @alex–awesome–22, @ellie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve , @queen-of-books , @glimmering-darling-dolly , @denkisclown , @wildieflower , @meyocoko , @justanothercoco, @subjecta13-thefangirl , @m-rae23 , @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr , @swampything07, @melsunshine , @panhoeofmanyfandoms , @venomsvl , @the-uncoordinated-house-cat , @rosecentury , @imagines-by-her, @evilcr0ne , @vviolynn , @niktwazny303 , @avada-kedavra-bitch-187 , @erikasurfer @slythetic

Summary: Agatha seeks a coven to walk the witches path. Yet there is one name on the list, she had not thought about for a very long time. With no other faith, she follows a familiar to the darkest hour. [Witches road series]

Seekest thou the road to all that's foul and fair

A bell chimed.

Once, echoing hauntingly through her mind. Making her slowly turn back. Her gaze going up to the fence, seeing a black cat sit. It’s tail swishing from side to side. Agatha’s eyes widened, recognizing the cat so fondly. The cat meowed loud, making her jump out of her skin, hand pressed against her chest.

The cat’s green almond eyes piercing through her. It made her swallow deep as if being read by the cat. Agatha. She felt the world closing in on her as the cat kept staring back. Agatha. The cat’s head slightly bend forwards as it purred. Agatha.

Agatha. A hand grabbed for her shoulder, making her startle. Spinning round she came face to face with the teen. – “Are you alright Agatha?” – he asked furrowing his brows a bit. Agatha settled the fear in her expression, washing it away with a subtle change.

“Get a move on.” – she said giving the teen a shove. He stumbled forwards, looking confused back at her. Agatha gave him another shove when he wasn’t hurrying enough to her liking. The teen followed her to the divination shop. – “Let me do the talking.” – Agatha proposed slapping her hand against his chest.

The teen rubbed his chest mindlessly when Agatha adjusted the shawl around her shoulders. Entering the shop with a smile too grand. Putting on a thick accent, she proposed for a reading. Coming only with one purpose.

To find a coven to walk the witches road. To be rewarded at the end with her powers. Her powers that were taken from her when the darkhold was destroyed. Powers she desperately wanted back. Being vulnerable at the moment as the seven were coming.

The wind stilled as Agatha quirked an eyebrow up to Lilia. Confused looked Lilia down at the paper in her hand she had written vigorously on. – “This should be enough.” – she said giving the paper to Agatha to be rid of it. – “Now leave before I start charging you again.” – Lilia finished with a sway of her hand. Agatha curled up a smile. – “Well your name is on the list.” – she said turning the paper to her.

Lilia sighed loud as the teen approached her, handing her the address of Agatha. Agatha looked back down at the list, her gaze stopping at a certain name. A cat meowing chimed around her, startling her once more. Now there was no ignoring it. Something she had hoped to avoid for a very long time. Yet the chiming of a bell alerted her this was the path she needed to follow. A path that would lead her to someone she had long forgotten in the past. You.

“Who is next on the list?” – the teen asked once stepped outside. Agatha folded the paper in her hand. – “Shut it Toto.” – snapping her finger, she pointed at the car. The teen obeyed and got back in the car. Agatha tried to avoid the name on the list for as long as possible. Focusing on persuading the others to form a coven. A coven she needed for the witches road.

The teen and Agatha returned from the last one as she heard another cat meow. Making her turn her head to distinguish where the sound came from. To her surprise no black cat in sight. With furrowed brows, she walked to the car. Perhaps she had imagined it. Perhaps she had been fooling her head too much with it. Agatha and the teen got in the car. The car got in motion as the teen had to press the brakes hard. Making Agatha nearly fling forwards.

In the way stood a black cat. Staring hauntingly at Agatha. – “Agatha?” – the teen questioned when Agatha heard another chime of a bell. Numbly, she opened the door, getting up. The black cat meowed soft for her attention. – “Agatha?” – the teen repeated not sure what was happening. The cat meowed louder. Agatha didn’t move as the cat came running over to her.

Frightened Agatha stumbled back. – “Agatha? What’s going on?” – The teen could clearly see the fear on her face. Agatha was breathing loudly as the cat came jumping on the hood of the car. Meowing loud before turning his head in a direction. The cat jumped back down, strutting further up the road. Waiting in the middle for them.

“It want’s us to follow him.” – the teen said with a curious smile. Agatha shook her head inn protest. – “This familiar can’t lead us anywhere. Only to death and ruin.” – Agatha responded. Agatha got spooked hearing another hauntingly chime. The cat waiting patiently.

“I’m going to follow it.” – the teen said getting in motion. – “Toto!” – Agatha shout-whispered to keep him on his leash. The teen wasn’t listening making Agatha go after him. Down, down, down the road. Down the wide and wicked road. Leaves rustled with the wind around her. Blindly she followed the black cat, down, down, down the road.

The cat strayed from the path, leading to a woodsy part. Ground covered by brown crumbled leaves. Crunching beneath their feet. The teen looked happily back to Agatha. Agatha wary of what would await her at the end of the road. Another bell chimed as she could see appear between the trees a chapel. Agatha’s heart began thumping loudly as she entered the darkest hour. Following thy familiar down, down, down the road.

The black cat came to a halt underneath an archway. Agatha looked with wide eyes up to the archway. Cemetery. It read. – “Agatha?” – the teen said out loud, waiting for her guidance. The cat meowed once more, drawing her attention down. – “It can’t be��” – Agatha whispered. Knowing only blood, tears and bones awaited her. Down, down, down the road.

The cat got in motion once more as Agatha moved past the teen to enter the cemetery. Nothing but death and ruin breathing. With each step she felt her heart heavy down. Following thy familiar down the road. Her gaze fully fixated on the cat. Not straying from the path. The cat went down the path, disappearing as it made Agatha stop.

Gasping loud at the headstone. Reading thy name on it. The black cat appeared once more, having jumped on top of the headstone. Laying down, his tail swaying down over your name. The teen came joining Agatha, pantingly.

Agatha pulled out the crumbled piece of paper, unfolding it. There she read it once more. Your name. Salem was the last time she had seen you. Haven no idea you were dead. The bell chimed as it made Agatha look shockingly up. Seeing the bell move slowly, waiting for the next chime. Two more chimes rang, deafening the century. Earthly and divine. The cat looked down at the ground.

A second later, broke a hand free. Grabbing for Agatha’s ankle. The sudden grip made her look down with a scream. Lifting her foot up, the hand got pulled out more, revealing more of an arm. The grip faltered around her ankle as she stumbled back. The teen preventing her from tripping. Her eyes widened when another hand shot out from the ground. 

Feeling the wind around her set off. Swirling around her. The pair of hands were crawling for a way out. Down, down, down the road. Down the witches road. Carried along the wind. The earth tangling as an opening was made. A head popped out with a loud gasp. Hair caught with sand and leaves.

Agatha sunk to her knees watching you crawl out of the grave. A hand against her heart, with a heaviness in her eyes. The cat jumped down from the headstone coming to sit before you as you pulled out your legs. Reaching your mudded hand out, you petted your familiar. Then you slowly rose. Naked to the flesh. Risen from the grave. – “Y/n.” – Agatha whispered out. Tilting your head up, you greeted her with a trickery expression.

The bell chimed once more as it made Agatha grasp for her heart. – “I heard you seek the witches road.” – you said. Agatha slowly rose, holding her hand out to touch your cheek. Wanting to be certain you were here. You let your cheek brush against her palm with your eyes closed. Enjoying her touch.

“I’m sorry Agatha, but who is she?” – the teen questioned with a confused look. Agatha gazed upon you fully, smirking a bit. – “Y/n.” – Agatha responded holding her palms against your cheeks once more. In her eyes, you saw a question waiting to be answered. – “I hold death's hand in mine. Primal night, giveth sight. Familiar by thy side” – you told her. Agatha smiled.

She quickly undid herself off her jacket, giving it to you. You pulled her jacket closer to you, to give yourself warmth. Your eyes fell upon the locket dangling around her neck. It made you reach out to touch it. Letting your finger brush over the roughness of it. – “You’ve kept it.” – you spoke with a soft smile. She took your hand, placing a kiss on your knuckles.

“It is dangerous to seek out the witches road.” – you told her, lowering your hand. – “That is why I need you.” – she replied. It made you quirk your eyebrow up, looking briefly down at your familiar. – “My familiar says you have been avoiding him. Were you afraid to see me Agatha?” – you questioned.

Agatha chuckled nervously. – “Well…” – she started, gasping loud as you had grabbed her by the throat. Squeezing your fingers in her skin. – “Bound by earth and buried by thy coven from your mistakes.” – you reminded her, squeezing her airpipe shut. Agatha was grasping for air.

“Y/n let her go!” – the teen begged. With one last squeeze, you let go. She dropped to the ground, grasping for air. Agatha looked up to you, holding her neck. You walked past her, humming loudly. Down, down, down the road. Down the witches road. You sang hauntingly with a smile, leaving the cemetery behind you.

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[dramaticpandabear]

Can we just stop and appreciate Kathryn Hahn’s talent for a moment? My god her acting in that hallucination scene in episode three was so enthralling it gave me goosebumps despite it being such a short scene.

[slaybebe]

In my ✨Coven Era✨

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[jxsssfx]

• ALICE WAS CRYING •

i feel like i have not seen enough people talk about how alice was crying during the ballad- her mom spent alice’s childhood devoted to the ballad and attempting to open the road- which alice thought was utterly pointless. she thought lorna was crazy and probably despised her for it. but then, years later alice finds herself in agatha harkness’ basement attempting to open the witches road. like i can’t imagine the mix of emotions/grief she must have been feeling in that moment. it breaks my heart and she deserved more time.

[marvel]

Waiting for Wednesdays like 👀

Agatha All Along is now streaming on Disney+

[holyblanchett]

I will never shut up about this I fear

[agathaharknesscovernofquotes]

Rio: Agatha. Darling. Sweetheart. Light of my life. Agatha: You're angry with me, aren't you? Rip: *Smiling sweetly* Livid.

[iskisaggie]

Death comes for us all, but especially for her 💀

[Do NOT repost, thanks] INSTAGRAM - BLUESKY

[dontyoudarebitch]

To the person who decided that Aubrey Plaza should play the drums in Agatha all along…

The gays thank you

[endangeredrandomfanfics]

"A Mother's Secret

Masterlist

Agatha x Rio x Child!Reader

Summary: Agatha raised you well she took you everywhere she goes, sometimes making you do things to lure witches to her, but a question that's been bugging you makes you ask her - Chapter II

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The forest was hushed as dusk settled over the trees, casting long shadows across the ground. Agatha held her child’s small hand in hers, guiding them along the winding path through the dense woods. The child—now nearly eight years old—looked up at her with curiosity, their eyes reflecting both trust and the flickering embers of questions.

“Mama,” they asked softly, tilting their head up to her, “why do you… take the magic from the witches we meet?”

Agatha’s heart ached as she looked down at them. She knelt to their level, brushing a leaf from their shoulder, trying to find the words that would protect their innocence while keeping the truth veiled. “Some things in life, my love, are not easy to explain,” she began gently. “There are moments when we must do difficult things to keep safe those we hold dear.”

The child’s brow furrowed, their young mind working to make sense of her words. “But… what do they do that makes you need to stop them?”

Agatha sighed, brushing a stray curl from their face. “The witches we encounter,” she said slowly, “have chosen to use their power in ways that can harm others. They carry magic that, if left unchecked, could bring harm to the people around them. So sometimes, I have to step in and… take that power away.”

The child seemed to consider this, their small hand tightening around hers. “And if you didn’t, would they… would they hurt us?”

Agatha’s breath hitched slightly, but she kept her voice calm. “I do this so they can’t hurt anyone—including us, my love. It’s my way of making sure we’re safe.”

The child nodded slowly, though Agatha could sense the unspoken questions lingering in their gaze. They didn’t yet need to know the true reason she drained these witches—to keep Rio, their other mother, at bay. She knew that one day she’d have to explain the full story, but for now, she could still protect them from that burden.

“Come on, my little one,” she murmured, standing and taking their hand once more. “Let’s head back before the night gets too dark.”

They walked hand in hand along the winding path, the silence of the forest wrapped around them like a heavy cloak. After a moment, Agatha began to hum softly, a familiar tune that seemed to carry through the trees, filling the space between them with something warm and comforting.

Recognizing the melody, the child’s face brightened. It was their song—the “Witches' Road” ballad they had made up together, a tune woven from whispered secrets, dreams, and countless nights spent by the fire. Without missing a beat, they began to hum along, their small voice joining hers.

Agatha smiled, squeezing their hand as she continued to sing, her voice gentle yet filled with an ancient, bittersweet strength.

"Walk, walk, walk the road"

"I walk the wind-y road....

"Walk, walk, walk the road"

"I walk the wind-y road...

Their voices mingled, carrying through the stillness of the forest. Agatha could feel the weight of the song deep within her, each note a reminder of her vow to protect this child—her child—from the dangers lurking in the dark.

The child’s voice grew a little stronger, the words they had crafted together filling the air with an innocent wonder.

Agatha watched her child as they sang, her heart swelling with pride and love. Despite the shadow that loomed over them, they had somehow found a way to fill their life with light, with hope, with songs and stories that bound them together.

Oh. You walk this road alone, do you?

They reached the last verse, and Agatha’s voice softened, carrying a tenderness that echoed in the child’s bright gaze.

"Walk, walk, walk the road"

"We walk the wind-y road"

"Wherever it may bend

"I'll be there at the end....

The child looked up at her with a small, content smile, their voice trailing off as the song came to an end. Agatha felt a tear prick her eye, quickly brushing it away before the child noticed. She knelt down once more, her hands gently cupping their face, her voice a tender murmur.

“You are my light, my love,” she whispered, a fierce promise woven into her words. “No matter what happens, I’ll keep you safe. Always.”

The child reached up, placing their small hand over hers. “I trust you, Mama,” they replied softly, their eyes shining with innocent faith.

Agatha pressed a gentle kiss to their forehead, feeling both the weight and the beauty of their trust. And as they turned back toward their hidden haven in the forest, Agatha couldn’t help but sing the melody once more under her breath, knowing that as long as she could keep Rio busy on her path, she would continue walking this road with her child—protected, safe, and bound by the song they had created together.

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A/n: shall I make it longer?👀 How's the fic any suggestions? Comment or you can ask me?

[gabaghoul-fandom-meme-queen]

The witches are back bitches!!! 😈💚��😈💚🖤😈💚🖤 #agathaallalongspoilers #aaaspoilers

[frost-queen]

Crazy possesive (Fem!Reader x Agatha Harkness)

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Agatha flicked the damned torn note in her hand with slight annoyance. Teen beside her came closer. – “So who are we recruiting first.” – he asked looking over her shoulder to the written down names. Agatha moved the note away. Putting on a smile for him with a dramatic turn to him.

“Leave that to me.” – she answered booping him on his nose. It made Teen blink surprised at the childish approach towards him. She winked him to follow her back to the car. Teen came hurrying after her. – “This is all very exciting.” – he said holding the door handle in his hand.

“Right.” – Agatha responded with a slight mockery in her eyes. She opened the door to get inside the car. – “So who first?” Who do we persuade first for our coven.” – Teen was enthusiastic. Agatha much less.

She leaned back against the seat, elbow resting on the frame. – “Just drive, I’ll give you directions.” – she responded sounding mysterious. – “Okay.” – Teen breathed out with giddy. He started the car, following Agatha’s first direction. Her directions led to the first witch to recruit. – “How do you know where to find them?” – he asked her curious.

“Covenless witches can easily be sensed by other.” – Agatha explained to him, adjusting the scarf around her arms. With a smooth expression, she opened the door, allowing Teen to enter first. After the first recruiting there was a second, third, fourth. Agatha all gave them instructions to head for her house back in Westview.

Teen was heading back to the car, Agatha waiting behind. He sensed that she stayed behind, furrowing his brows. – “Aren’t you coming? There is still one name on the list.” – he told her. Agatha quirked her eyebrow up. – “Very observant and good memory.” – she called out, slightly to mock him for peeking before.

“I’ll take the last one alone.” – she informed him with a gesture that he could leave without her. – “Are… are you sure Agatha?” – he asked wanting to be certain. – “Yes.” – Agatha dreaded on with a loud sigh. – “I’m a big girl I can handle myself.” – she told him with a wink.

Teen rolled his eyes at her. Teen lingered making Agatha shoo him once more away. Waving her hands away like trying to fend off a crow from her crops. Teen thought she was being dramatic but got in the car with a heavy sigh.

Agatha waved him flirtatious goodbye. Waiting for him to be out of view. Till his car was nothing more but a little speck on the horizon. Clasping her hands together, she spun around. – “Oh dearest.” – she called out into the air. Her voice sweet and melodious. Agatha felt a tingle behind her.

A vibration, a shift in space. Making her curl up a smile. She turned around with the cheekiest smile. Her gaze fixated on the woman before her. – “You called.” – you said lowering your hands. Agatha approached you. Cupping your cheeks, staring longingly in your eyes and kiss you.

Before anything else, she wanted to kiss you. You let her. Allowing her to kiss you once, twice, trice. By the fourth time, you lowered her hands on you, eager to hear what she had to say. Agatha came to your side, taking your hand in hers.

“Who’s the boy?” – you asked her. It made Agatha look teasingly back at you. – “You have been observing me?” – she called out with a tease. – “Someone has too.” – you replied tilting her chin a bit up with your finger. She grinned from ear to ear. Then she waved her hand aside as if the matter was not so important.

“Not sure yet, but he’s interesting.” – she told you, walking down the road with you. – “He’s looking for the road.” – she told you with a glorious twinkle in her eyes. You sighed soft knowing exactly what it meant. – “I’m on my way now to gather a coven.” – she continued, taking out the paper from her pocket.

“Yours on it too love, but not to worry." – she let out with a bump against your shoulder. – “What do you say love, are you up for some fun?” – she clutched onto your arm, letting her chin rest on your shoulder to look up at you. – “With you always.” – you replied. Agatha smiled giddy, taking your hand firm in hers once more.

Once you arrived in Westview, there was no more hands holding. Walking at least a few steps away from each other. It wasn’t known to anyone you were dating; something Agatha liked that way. She liked her business to be private and mysterious. The two of you rounded her house. – “I’ll go in first.” – she told you with a wink.

You nodded, allowing her to go first. You went after her inside the house. Very suburban style. It made you snicker soft as it was so unlike her. Agatha entered the house with a dramatic entrance as always. – “Did you locate the last witch?” – Teen immediately question bombed at her. – “Well…” – she said moving her finger under her chin with a slight smile.

She moved a bit out of the way for you to enter. – “Hi.” – you spoke sticking a hand up. Looking back at the poorly gathered covenless witches. Glancing at Agatha, you made subtle to her with the question ‘where did you find those’. Agatha slightly shrugged her shoulder.

One of them caught your attention as they moved closer. Rubbing her hands off by her pants before holding her hand out. – “Alice.” – she introduced herself. – “Y/n.” – you replied taking her hand slowly to shake. You heard Agatha inhale sharply through her nose beside you.

“I…I can’t wait to form a coven with you… I mean sorry… it’s just…” – Alice kept on rambling, seemingly losing her mind. – “You’re gorgeous.” – she blurted out. It made you press your lips together in surprise. You looked over your shoulder to Agatha.

Seeing her eyes stood wide, her chin fumbling to keep a stern expression. – “Yeah I’m not sure either if I should fear you or ask your number.” – Jen pitched in raising her hand. You could practically hear Agatha braising near you.

Agatha clapped her hands loud to make everyone snap out of it. – “The road sisters!” – she called out in a stern voice. Jen moved her hands up in defence, making her way to the basement. You followed her as Alice came by your side. Gesturing for you to go first as she held the door open.

You thanked her with a smile and a pat against her cheek. Alice smiled all giddy, coming right after you. Agatha stormed after her. Boiling inside that someone was interested in someone that was hers. Was she possessive? Perhaps. Down in the basement you lingered somewhere as Alice was speaking to you.

Agatha was coming down the stairs as she saw her touch your arm. Her nostrils flared with rage. – “Alice!” – she called out, alarming everyone. – “Call my girl’s name again and I will rip you apart.” – Agatha made clear. – “Touch my girl again and I will f*ck you up.”

“Agatha you are crazy.” – Jen said to smooth things over that she was seeing things. – “Maybe I should take you outside and show you crazy!” – Agatha responded fiercely. You smiled wickedly when she made her way over to you. Grabbing you fierce by your wrist.

Cupping your cheeks as she smacked her lips on yours. Kissing you roughly to make her statement that you were hers. That anyone that would dare to come near would feel her wrath. Even though she didn’t have her purple yet, she wouldn’t hesitate to fight them. Alice took a step back understanding the message.

Both of you stopped as kissing as Agatha kept her hand around your waist. – “Did I make myself clear that Y/n is mine! And I don’t like sharing.” – you smiled back at her, taking her by her chin. Turning it to you. Staring with those hungry eyes at her before kissing her once more. Lilia cleared her throat to get matters done.

“The road.” – she pointed out that it was the task at hand. Agatha and you stopped kissing. You winked at her before taking a stand beside her for the chant.

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[bestwitchsam]

Agatha <3

[sycamorelibrary754]

I haven’t done this in centuries…

Please do not steal! Re-blogging is fine.

[vintagegoddess12]

It’s the way Lorna Wu, a covenless witch, knowing a curse runs through her veins, still gave life to Alice, protecting her in the many ways she knows how, leaving a legacy to continue protecting her daughter despite her demise.

It’s the way Evanora Harkness, mother of a coven, believes her own daughter to be born evil, refused to understand and help her learn more of what makes her different, tied Agatha to a stake, sees her as a monster, eventually dying by the hands of the person she refused to save. Her legacy runs in Agatha’s veins, her cruelty used as a shield by the child she had forsaken.

It’s the way Wanda Maximoff, the Scarlet Witch, with all the power she can have wants nothing more than to be with her kids, willing to tear the cosmos apart just for a chance to be called mom again, learned to let go of what she wants to hold the most, “died” for trying to reach the boys she knows she lost. Her legacy lives in Billy (who may be Teen), who is willing to walk the most treacherous of roads, ready to face the trials with the most infamous witch of all time, brave enough to try and take advantage of her and her coven, just to reach out to an unnamed mother who is calling for him from the beyond, just to connect to someone who may not be there anymore.

[littlyamadeus]

Maybe I am the only one in this and that's totaly okay but I think people (especially on tiktok) are too greedy.

Like, Okay, yeah. We would all love a happy ending with Rio and Agatha but it wouldn't be realistic. The way they introduced and ended their story was spot on, both for the characters amd future projects.

And I saw a lot of people saying "Oh we lesbians never get a happy ending"- Honestly I wasn't even expecting this much from MCU, I'll take what I can get. And as long as it is good written, the ending really isn’t that important.

I even saw someone saying why Billy took the spotlight that much- GIRL WHAT DO YOU MEAN?? It doesn't make any sense to me.

I feel like a lot of people in our community ignores things like storyline etc. just for the sake of seeing two women kiss. I remember there were people who said the Billy episode was unnecewsary and they just wanted to see more Agathario. Please, just no..