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sosoffete · 2 years
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These bts pics cover a vast range of emotions hannah can make me feel. Going from my heart bursting with love for the picture with the little girls to the fit of giggles while thinking about the huge cape and how she wanted it that long because she knew she could use it well and finally to drooling because she’s fucking fit and she makes a funfuckingtastic witch ❤️🔥
To sum it up, Hannah Waddingham is everything and I am a mess 🙂
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YAALLL!!
Disney just greenlit Hocus Pocus 3!!!
Let us manifest more Mother Witch screen time!!
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capturingdisney · 2 years
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matthewchadd · 6 months
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Someone made this fantastic Disney Hocus Pocus 3 poster with The Sanderson Sisters and the return of Allison, Max and Dani
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jetaimedarling · 2 years
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I’m sorry… are we like- NOT going to talk about how NO ONE HAS MADE FANFICTION ABOUT THE MOTHER WITCH IN HOCUS POCUS 2
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Yes and I’m nothing with out some MOTHERFUCKIN FANFIC
COME ON PEOPLE
I expected moooooorreeee
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multifandominfj · 6 months
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Spooky headcanon:
Alison is a descendant of The Mother Witch from Hocus Pocus 2.
Why else would there be so much implied with her character in the first movie?
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motherwytch · 29 days
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I ordered my daughter her first pendulum for her birthday this morning 🥹 (proud mama moment)
I recently bought myself a pendulum necklace so that I could, in theory, get more practice with it. Well, she loves it so much and keeps asking me to ask it all the questions that she's been asking for her own.
She's turning nine, and I know it's mostly childish fancy, but I can't help but feel so happy about it. Besides, childish fancies are mostly what brought me into the craft over 20 years ago 😊
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highlifeboat · 2 months
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Corprate wants you to find the difference between these two pictures
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random-cryptid · 1 year
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The sisters and/or Mother Witch vs Reader, who is kinda afraid of thunderstorms. Like imagine the ways they might comfort Reader, who squeaks and wants to/tries to hide each time thunder booms.
YESSS more thunderstorm hcs!!!
The first time she sees you like this, Winifred would definitely laugh, on a “this is the most amusing thing I’ve seen in a while” kind of way. Then you would give her the look™ and she would apologise immediately, although she’s gonna tease you for the rest of your life about it. She’ll sit beside you and look at you with certain curiosity. Thunderstorms are just like a field trip for her and her sisters, so she doesn’t fully understand why there’s people that are genuinely afraid of them, and she’ll definitely try to give you a rational explanation as to why you shouldn’t be scared of them. Next time it happens she’ll sit beside you and she’ll try to divert you from it.
Mary would definitely be surprised at first, once again because she does enjoy thunderstorms, and wasn’t expecting you to be scared of them. She’ll hold you close to her and you’ll grab onto her for dear life, which she finds kind of endearing. She’ll reassure you that you’re completely safe and that she’s not going anywhere anytime soon. She’ll stay with you throughout the whole thing, and she’ll make sure you’re not about to lose it completely.
Sarah would gasp and sit beside you immediately, asking you if you’re okay. You’ll explain to her that you’re afraid of thunderstorms and she’ll nod in understanding. She’ll take your hands and she’ll tell you about that one period of time when she was absolutely terrified of thunderstorms too, but she learned to find comfort in them because it reminded her of her sisters, so in a way it was as if they were with her all the time. “Maybe thou couldst think of me and findeth them more bearable, then”, she says while laying her head on your shoulder.
Mother Witch would absolutely be flabbergasted about the whole situation. She’ll look at you absolutely shocked and she’ll ask you if you’re really scared of thunderstorms. You felt kind of stupid when you nodded and she let out a chuckle. She apologises immediately, telling you that you’re the first person she’s ever met that is afraid of them. She’ll then tell you there’s really nothing to fear about them, and that in fact, they’re such a powerful source for witches. She’ll tell you about the wonders of meteorological phenomena and how they greatly affect witches. She’s so passionate about the whole explanation that you can’t help but to pay attention to her, already forgetting the source of your fear is still out there. Next time it happens, you’ll ask her about something specific so she can explain it to you, that way you know for sure that you’ll be so fixated on her explanation that you will realise the whole thing already passed. It’s a win-win situation.
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willalove75 · 10 months
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Mother witch x fem!witch!reader, she and reader were best friends (secretly in love with each other and in different covens) but after MW used the power spell reader lost trust and stopped hanging out with her. Decades later they reconcile?
Also, what do you think Mother witches real name would be??
Oh I LOVE this!!!!
Thank you so much for the request!!💕💕
A/n: For the sake of making my life easier, I'm going to pretend that witches covens inhabited Salem long before the settlers actually arrived and that you don't need ingredients for the spell hehee
ALSO I'm sorry this got out of hand and I have to make a part 2 bc this was getting longgggg heheh but no fear I'll have part 2 out tomorrow!💕
18+ only minors DNI
Part 2
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Wandering the Forbidden Woods in your cat-form during the large full moon, you feel the power inside of you grow. As the moon ascends into the sky, you look up and stretch out your paws, gently kneading the ground below you. In an instant the fur on your back stands up, an unsettling charge filling the air. As the leader of your coven, it's your duty to investigate any disturbances, especially those with any magical effect to them.
With a quick hiss, displeased about needing to investigate on a night like this, you head off into the direction you feel the magic pulling you towards.
Memories fill your head as you make your way through the forest, knowing every downed tree, every vine, every hill and valley like the back of your hand. You grew up in these woods, ran through the dead leaves, played in the darkness, the forest is your home. Most people, regular humans mostly, are usually terrified of these woods, but here, you thrive.
One of your earliest memories comes to the front of your mind, The Meeting of the Covens, you couldn't have been older than 5 or 6 at the time. Flashes of your parents, the former leaders of your coven, welcoming the surrounding covens into your territory. Hundreds of witches and warlocks gathered from different covens, your coven alone had about 30 or so members, one of the largest covens having nearly double that. Some of the smaller covens had only a few more than a dozen members, but during The Meeting of the Covens, you were all one. The meetings took place every other month or so, so the leaders can discuss important matters, but to also give the opportunity for socialization between the neighboring covens.
It was Midsummer, your favorite time of year. The sun was warm and the sky was blue without a cloud in sight. Your parents had left you with the other few children in your coven to play and you remember watching as the older children from yours and the surrounding covens dancing around the Maypole. Watching in awe, your focus was broken when a little girl with curly blond hair and bright green eyes stood in front of you. With her head tilted to the side, she looked at you with curiosity on her face.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm watching the dance." You replied shyly.
"Why?"
You remember the question confusing you a bit, why wouldn't you watch?
"Um, I- I don't know."
"You're silly. I'm Griselda what's your name?" The little girl asks with a big toothy smile.
"Y/n."
"What coven are you from y/n? I'm from the Sisters of Clarity!"
"Coven of the Setting Sun."
Just when you thought the little girls eyes and smile couldn't get any bigger, they widened even more.
"Woowwww! This is your home?!"
Nodding your head, you look around, taking in the scene around you.
"Do you wanna be my friend?!" Griselda asks with excitement in her voice.
You turn back towards her, noticing a spark in her eyes, you could feel that even at such a young age, this little witch has power in her. But her power didn't scare you, knowing you had power in yourself as well, it actually excited you. It dawned on you in that moment that you really didn't have any friends, sure there were other kids in your coven, but none of them were your age. None of them wanted to play with you, so you usually spent time alone, practicing your magic or playing by yourself.
"You, you want to be my friend?"
"Of course I do!"
"O-okay."
"YAY!"
Griselda grabs your hand and takes off running towards the open field.
"You can call me Zelda!" She shouts as you run.
From then on, the two of you were inseparable. Even though you came from different covens, you later found out that her covens territory backed up to yours, making it easy to meet up and play. Although you didn't see each other every day, you got together at least once a week, sometimes more if you were lucky.
The older the two of you became, the closer you got. Once you both turned sixteen you both began to come into your powers. When your formal training began, you two saw less of each other and you hated it. The two of you begged your parents to send you to train with a sorcerer together, but both of your parents disagreed until you were in more control of your powers. You and Griselda were powerful witches and for the next two years you both trained extensively to control and develop your skills.
On your 18th birthday, your parents agreed to send you both to the same sorcerer for more intense training. It wasn't something that was usually done, but given your closeness and the fact that both yours and her parents were the leaders of their respective covens, they allowed the two of you to train together.
The day you moved in with your mentor was the most excited either of you had been in your lives. Instead of having to plan your next meeting, the two of you would be living under the same roof for the next few years, it was a dream come true for the both of you.
It had been some time since you were able to see each other because of the extensive training, so when Zelda made it to your mentors house, you ran into each others arms. Looking into her eyes, your stomach filled with butterflies, brushing it off as excitement to see your best friend, you didn't think much of it.
As the weeks went on, you caught yourself admiring her beauty more and more. How her beautiful, long, blond curly hair fell around her face, how her green eyes flashed into the most captivating shade of purple when she got excited or would use her magic. You could have sworn you caught her admiring you from afar when you would train, but each time you talked yourself out of it, telling yourself how ridiculous it would be for someone as beautiful as her to feel that way towards you.
The two of you only lived with the sorcerer for two years before having to return back to your covens. With the end of your training rapidly approaching, neither of you wanted to leave the comfort of the other. Knowing it could be months until you two were able to see each other again after you returned home, you spent every waking moment together.
On the very last night, Zelda came into your shared room with a mischievous look on her face.
"Oh no." You say, looking up from your book.
"What?" She asks innocently.
"No, I know that look, what are you up to?"
"Me? Up to something? Y/n I'm offended!"
"Mhm, sureeee."
"Okay maybe I am."
"I don't know why you think for even a second you can get anything past me. I'm in your head." You say, raising an eyebrow at her.
"Oh I know, and you're not even paying rent! Freeloader."
The two of you laugh and she motions for you to scoot over and sits next to you on your bed.
"Actually if you must know, I have a surprise for you."
"Should I be concerned or...?"
"No!"
"You know I have to ask, last time you had a 'surprise' for me you almost set the forest on fire!"
"Will you ever let that go?! It was one time!"
"Hmm..." You tap your chin pondering for a moment. "Nope, never."
Griselda rolls her eyes at you and pulls a cupcake out of thin air. Flicking her finger over it, a candle appears, with one more flick the candle is lit and she holds it in front of you.
"I couldn't not wish my best friend a happy birthday before she leaves tomorrow."
"Aw, Zel."
"I know it's not until tomorrow, but since we're leaving early I decided it's acceptable to celebrate a little early. Happy birthday, y/n."
Looking at your best friend, your heart feels like it's about to burst, so do the butterflies in your belly. The last two years with her have been the best two years of your life, not only were you able to spend it with your best friend, you realized you were in love with her. Never for a moment thinking she reciprocated the feelings, you never let your feelings for her show, but as long as you had her in your life, you were happy.
"Make a wish!"
You close your eyes and think of what you want more than anything. Immediately, you think of her. All you want, is her. To love her, to care for her, for her to love you back. Opening your eyes, you blow out the candle.
Griselda rips the cupcake in half and hands you one half, shoving her half into her mouth. You can't help but laugh at her while she does it. As regal and dignified as she may come off, you know deep down this is who she really is. After you finish your half you wrap your arms around her, pulling her in for a tight hug.
"Thank you. I'm going to miss you, so much Zel."
"I'm gonna miss you too, y/n."
When you pull away you notice frosting on her cheek.
"You're such a mess, what are you gonna do without me?" You say playfully as you wipe the frosting off of her.
"I'm going to be really sad." Griselda's tone is serious, somber even. As you look into her eyes you can see that they're starting to fill with tears.
"Aw, Zel, don't, you're gonna make me cry." Tears begin to well up in your eyes. A tear rolls down her cheek and you wipe it away, your hand lingering on her cheek. Gazing back into her eyes, you see them flash that beautiful shade of purple you love so much. It confuses you for a moment because you don't know why they did that. A moment later it dawns on you, maybe she does feel the same way.
"Zelda-"
Her lips cut you off when she presses them into yours. Shocked for just a moment, you melt into the kiss and she wraps her arms around you, pulling you into her. Her lips are soft and warm, the sweet taste of the cupcake lingering on them. A gentle tongue brushes over your bottom lip and you part your lips, letting her in. Her tongue flicks across yours and a moan slips from the back of your throat into her mouth.
Griselda shifts her weight and lowers you onto the bed. Warm lips kiss down your jaw and down your neck. You feel her warm breath on your skin as she peppers your neck with kisses. Her hands grab your sides and she squeezes, your body squirms under her when she hits one of your most ticklish spots and you start laughing. Guiding her face back up to yours, you look into her purple eyes once more.
"I can't believe- I didn't- I-"
"Shh." She says, placing a finger over your lips. "I love you, y/n."
"I love you too Griselda."
The two of you spent the rest of the night in your bed, kissing and cuddling, squeezing in as much time together as possible before the morning came and you both had to go separate ways. The two of you have slept in the same bed countless times before, but this time was different. This time, you spent the night in the arms of the woman you loved, and it was the best nights sleep you ever had.
A few months went by without being able to see each other and you hated it. Both you and Griselda began learning how your covens run, preparing to take over in the next few years when your parents are set to retire as the leaders. Learning how to be the leader of a coven is exhausting, not nearly as much fun as learning to use your magic, but it's still rewarding. Your parents finally allowed you to dive into your covens spellbook, something that only the leaders and those who have successfully harnessed their powers were able to do. The spells both fascinated and terrified you, but you learned about how many of the spells in there could be used to help your coven and most importantly, to protect everyone. There were some spells that were off-limits, ones you briefly reviewed but paid no mind to. There was a reason why they were forbidden, and you didn't dare question why.
To ease the pain of not being able to see each other, you and Griselda wrote letters to each other every week. In your letters you talked about what your training has been like, the different aspects of leading a coven of so many, how it's much different than what you had expected, but that you were pleasantly surprised at how much you've been enjoying it. Griselda also wrote about what her experience was like, although it varied from yours given that her coven was one of the smaller ones with just over a dozen witches and warlocks in it. She expressed interest in trying to grow her coven size, how she wants to expand her powers, do as much as she possibly can to make her coven thrive. Her determination and aspirations always inspired you, she was always so devoted to her coven. In her letters you can tell just how passionate she was about doing everything possible for them.
The time finally came where you were able to be reunited with Griselda once more, every cell in your body vibrated with excitement. Neither of you had mentioned your love to anyone, so when you were able to go visit her, the two of you kept up your appearances as best friends until you made it to her home. It was small, nothing extravagant, but it was hers and she was proud of it. Plus, it was private.
Before you knew it, the two of you were in her bed, tugging at each others clothes and tossing them across the room. Your fingers roamed her body as her lips roamed yours. With an arched back and goosebumps across your skin, your whole body filled with ecstasy as her mouth took you over the edge into bliss. When you finally came back down to earth you laid Griselda down underneath you and worshiped her like you had dreamt of for what felt like so many years. With her hand grasping at your hair, beautiful cries escaped from her lips as you made love to her. Her legs shook around your head, dragging out her release as much as you could before she pulled away.
Laying in each others arms, you confessed your love for one another once more, sealing your love with a passion filled kiss.
"I brought you something." You say as you lean over the edge of the bed and grab your bag.
"You did?"
"Yup, just a little something to remember me by and something to show the alliance between our covens." You pull out a circular pendant of your covens sigil. On the left side, a crescent moon, on the right, the trees of the forest completing the circle. In the middle, a star, with a red ruby sitting in the center.
"Y/n, this is beautiful. Thank you." She says, kissing the side of your head.
"Not as beautiful as you are, my love." Her eyes flash purple once more and her lips find yours again.
When your lips part Griselda traces her fingers across the details of the pendant, deep in thought.
"What are you thinking about? I see those wheels turning in that pretty head of yours." You say, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"I was thinking of a spell I read in our covens spellbook. Magicae Maxima, the Power Spell."
"Why on earth are you thinking of that spell? Zelda that's one of the forbidden spells."
"I know, but think of how much good it could do. How much I could help my people, how much power it could give me."
"Zelda that spell is dangerous. You know how magic works, even just to cast a simple fire spell, you have to give something to get it. The Power Spell, you'd have to sacrifice so much to gain that much power. It's forbidden for a reason-"
"I know, but-"
"No Zel, no buts. Promise me, you won't even think of using that spell. It can be so dangerous. I don't want anything to happen to you. I know you'd use it for good, but it's not worth it. Promise me, you won't ever use it."
Griselda looks down at you and sees the worry on your face, she presses her lips into your forehead and sighs.
"I won't. I promise y/n."
"Good. There are so many other things you can do, to expand your coven, to gain more power, you don't need that spell Zelda. You have it in you to be one of the most powerful witches ever without needing that stupid spell."
"You think so?"
"I know so. I knew the moment I met you that you had more power than either of us were able to understand at the time. You're amazing Zel, it's one of the many things that made me fall so hard for you."
"I love you, y/n."
"I love you too Zelda."
With another shared kiss, the two of you drifted off into a deep, peaceful sleep.
The next time the two of you are able to meet again is a few months later. Training to become the coven leaders have amped up for the both of you, making you both busier than ever before. When you finally see each other again, the first thing that your eyes go to is the pendant you had gifted her, sitting on her chest, replacing the old clasp to her beautifully made cape.
"You like it?" She asks when she see's you eye the pendant.
"I love it."
"I wasn't sure what to do with it at first, but I knew I wanted to wear it every day. Then suddenly this idea popped into my head and I thought it was quite a brilliant idea."
"Well, you are quite a brilliant witch so I'm not surprised." You quip.
Griselda pulls you in for a kiss and you melt into her arms.
"I missed you."
"I missed you too, y/n."
The two of you spend the day together and as far as you're concerned, it's a perfect day. As the two of you walk hand-in-hand towards the boundary between your territories, you feel a nervousness from Griselda you haven't felt before.
Stopping and turning towards her, you ask her "Are you okay? You seem, I don't know, off all of the sudden." Griselda looks you in the eyes and looks away, a worry spreads across her face that makes your stomach twist. You bring your hand to her cheek and caress it with your thumb. "Zelda, what's wrong? You know you can talk to me, about anything."
"I know," she says, with a sigh. "I just, I don't want you to hate me."
"Love how could I ever hate you?"
"I love you, y/n."
"I love you too Zelda. What's wrong? You're starting to worry me."
With a flick of her wrist, Zelda's covens spellbook appears next to her. She takes the book and it opens to a spell. Zelda looks you in the eyes before she turns the book around.
"There's, there's something I need your help with." A fear creeps into your chest. Looking at the book, you see a worry in its eye. "Y/n, I love you, and I want you to do this with me." Turning around the book you see the Magica Maxima spell open.
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sosoffete · 2 years
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“Where is thy coven?” “Long gone I'm afraid”
Her pain showing through her eyes and every muscle and microexpression on her face. This is simply a out of the world acting masterclass by the phenomenal Hannah Waddingham because she had one scene, little time, not many lines and yet she stole she whole show. All she had, she put it in this performance and it shows, loud and clear. The Mother Witch has a story, possibly a tragic one, and Hannah gave us the privilege of a glimpse of that with just so so so little. She’s incredible and I hope Hocus Pocus gives her another, bigger chance. She deserves it and she definitely won’t disappoint. Just look at how much she’s done with so little screen time. I am in awe and I love and support her with my whole heart and in this case, soul 💜🔮
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amothersmagik · 1 year
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Blessed Second Day of Yule!
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thatredheadwriter · 2 years
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Anybody else really wanna bone the Mother Witch from Hocus Pocus 2? Cause I don’t. Nope. Not at all. Not even a little bit.
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matthewchadd · 5 months
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So excited about Disney Hocus Pocus 3 to see the return of Hannah Waddingham’s Mother Witch she similar to Marvel’s Thanos the main threat
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multifandominfj · 9 months
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WE ARE GETTING A WITCH MOTHER FUNKO! WE WON!
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