Modern-day Sangashivon, cuddles, therapy!

Do you ever get reminded of that one really intense longfic that you had every intention of writing and had meticulous notes and complicated outlines for but then something happened and you aren't in the fandom anymore and you still have the desire to write the fic but it's slightly hollow now because it's a good idea and you think it would have been a great fic but you haven't been in the fandom for literally years and you don't have that bit of passion for it that you did when you were writing it and have just a weird moment of nostalgia where you want to reread it but it never existed

get out of my house

Rude

the first law of tragedies: the end is already written and inevitable. the second law of tragedies: your actions are all your own and you can choose to get off this ride whenever you want. the third law of tragedies: we both know that you are never going to do that.

Everyone say thank you Kathryn Hahn for mind melding so deeply with Agatha Harkness that she unlocked instinctual awareness of the "gays can't sit right" trope despite being 51 years old and 100% having no idea what that even means.

Finally, a worthy competitor to this site's hate mail game.

let's get ✨vulnerable✨

Goncharov (1973)

Happy 51st Anniversary Goncharov, the Megalopolis of its day

'Agatha is just Billy's sidekick now!!'

What are you talking about?! She gets to be a mother!! To this kid that reminds her of her child! Who she's grown to care about!! Who doesn't blindly trust her, or blindly hates her, but at every turn has tried to understand her!! Really understand her.

Sometimes women are mothers and mentors, not because they have to or have been 'reduced' to it, but because they choose it, because they're good at it, because they love it!

Agatha is THE maiden mother crone! She's the spirit guide!! And thats so fucking cool, why would WE reduce her to just a sidekick???

Also, in what world would our asshole witch not l o v e being the snarky hot ghost wine-aunt talking shit over someone's shoulder?

How to cope with the knowledge that little Nicholas was the first one to call her power "your purple" and only then Agatha started calling it "my purple" for the rest of her centuries.

agatha sunk the titanic (canon)

I love hotel breakfasts. You have shambling zombies who've managed to scrape together half a braincell, the morning people who've already done their yoga, and the most elegantly put together women you've ever seen, all staring with the same vague confusion at the unholy selection of food on offer.

I’m emotional right now

Beautifully done by @prol_x on twitter

This is the most painfully accurate thing I’ve seen all day.

they should invent 7 hours between 10pm and midnight

PRACTICAL EFFECTS AND WILLEM DEFOE?? Letterboxd is going to devour this

I cannot wait to see another movie with many many pet rats who are so well fed and lovely and well trained doing a great job

Welcome

Babies

To "The Willam Defoe Nosferatu Movie"

A scary movie with 2000 rats