#AmericanHorrorStoryCoven

[capuletoo]

Out of a crime scene - Sally McKenna

note: Hello, its been a long time and i dont know if people still read ahs fanfics :$

words: 459

summary: After the reader is murdered by the Hotel Cortez owner, she seeks freedom through a trapped soul.

In every life, this hotel has seen things no one should ever see. Screaming, colors, bleeding-

face.

The air was ripped apart by tiger-toothed words blackened by a silence more loaded than the hotel owner's gun in your mouth.

Her palms are pressed on your cheeks, warm and soft like the sheets after a long night. The blue light shines over both of your tender bodies in the bed, painting them ocean blue. Every now and then a red, and white light crosses the room alongside the sound of a cop car.

Laying her, you could even call it love, but you don't dare to think about it.

You still do not know how you made it back from this hell but one thing for sure is the scathing scars, starting to fade in a delicate shade of vermillion and you think that despite all the suffering in life, glances of the past still follow you after death.

You think that despite all your love for life`s still stuck in these warped walls, your hands still shake, but you feel them stronger than they look. They'll tear up the boards, doors fling open, the windows.

Sally's lips circle your mouth and vibrate around your roaring lips. They poison you, tie you, and the only witness: This twilight

"Can you hear me? fuck it. Were free"

There are no peaceful nights from here on out. Only ache, only misery, only cosmos trapped inside the Cortez.

Her breath, was steady and warm against your neck as if every fight and every fuck you had were tucked deep beneath these navy-blue sheets. Our bodies are wind and the bed, rock. Wind beats rocks.

The perfect ratio of soft but not too soft skin of her skin soothes the ambiance. It's not until your fingers run along her right arm. Making its way from her shoulder to her wrist. Midway you feel a lump on the inside of her elbow.

Stare at the purple-blue tinted skin. "It`s not serious," Sally says when she puts a tiny metal can inside one of the drawers, in the motion, she removes your hand from the mark.

"It's not serious until youre bleeding. More than you can afford. Until you`d rather jump from the roof than retreat." You say.

An exhaled laughter echoes through the room. "There`s no way I could go back to life. It doesn't matter anymore, I'm dead." She says, and words cut you up like daggers. "And I didn't wish to jump, I was pushed off"

You lay there, tears wanting to escape because everyone that was cursed inside the hotel knew that you were not free.

It's not serious until sighs switch to words more loaded than shotguns.

[screenaccuratemannequin]

😱🙈French Connection honey lace insert sweatshirt. 🦄 Zoe Benson (Taissa Farmiga) wears this white quilted sweater with black lace inset on the shoulders this week’s episode of American Horror Story (AHS) : Coven. #americanhorrorstory #americanhorrorstorycoven #americanhorrorstorycosplay #americanhorrorstory3x04 #americanhorrorstory3 #zoebenson #zoebensonstyle #taissafarmiga #taissafarmigacosplay #taissafarmigastyle #frenchconnection #thredupinfluencer #thredup https://www.instagram.com/p/Ck82u4kIBWZ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[michaelcaldeira]

Comecei hoje a terceira temporada de “American Horror Story”, denominada “Coven”. Essa palavra em inglês significa clã ou irmandade, e a temporada abordará o tema bruxaria. Temos de volta nomes que fizeram sucesso nas temporadas anteriores da série como Sarah Paulson, Taissa Farmiga, Evan Peters e, claro, Jessica Lange. Além da grande chegada de Kathy Bates ao elenco. Confesso que não fiquei muito impressionado com o primeiro capítulo da mesma forma que aconteceu com as duas temporadas anteriores, mas ainda acho que essa série irá me fisgar nos 12 episódios restantes. Ryan Murphy nunca me decepciona!

#AmericanHorrorStoryCoven #StarPlus #RyanMurphy #BradFalchuk #Geek #Nerd

[fanstasysims]

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[avatarena]

How cute if Foxxay had a daughter and they called her "Sunny". She'd be Sunny Day, then (or Sunny Goode-Day). I'm screaming right now :D♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

"I'm Misty Day. And this is my daughter, Sunny Day."

People would think she's joking.

[fausto-giurescu]

COCO ST. PIERRE VANDERBILT Como olvidar a un personaje super subestimado de American Horror Story. Amaba a Coco. Estoy esperando que se me olvide un poco mas, asi vuelvo a verla. Es lo bueno de tener mala memoria✨ . . . . . . . #americanhorrorstory #ahs #apocalypse #coven #americanhorrorstorycoven #cocosaintpierrevanderbilt #lessliegrossman #cordeliagoode #zoebenson #madisonmontgomery #ryanmurphy #faustogiurescu #myrtlesnow (en Corrientes, Argentina) https://www.instagram.com/p/CCRwllsjJ3m/?igshid=1f46o2eep9d9w

[dontblamekacper]

AMERICAN HORROR STORY WITCHES LOCKSCREENS

Some of them are from AHS:Coven and some from AHS:Apocalypse.

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Enjoy!

[tv-is-my-love-life]

Fact: Cordelia's "I love you" was improvised. . I love that!

[noiresise]

[patriciooliver]

The real voodoo queen, Marie Laveau! @im.angelabassett #ahs #americanhorrorstory #americanhorrorstoryapocalypse #americanhorrorstorycoven https://www.instagram.com/p/BqOEwwEFz49/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=lq4jw2r1t3dv

[oktober-moon]

[capuletoo]

Alone, except for: -Madison Montgomery

—note: not gonna lie, this is all over the place and i think its not clear, so lets pretend that its part of the story lol also would you guys liked if i did longer stories or...

—summary: madison’s return from the death left her empty, including her emotions towards the reader | madison montgomery x fem!reader

—TW: none or sad stuff, cigarette.

You think about it every day, how you remember yourself. You make yourself look like her when no one's looking.

You've been captivated by her own mind, watching the snow fall, and the same fog fill the sky at night. Her world´s been ripped at the seams, all the while, she can only simply sit by and watch as everything is torn to pieces.

But you didn't know that.

So you tried everything you could to make her living seem like something she wanted to experience again. You thought maybe you could be the spot of sunshine Madison needs in the eternal purgatory of unimaginable winter.

But it all happened so suddenly. So fast.

The memory of the last time she kissed you was always so persistent in your mind, turning it into the only thing you cared for. How her lips were so warm, but moments later the cold air was everything your lips could feel.

She turned away and never looked back. She left when winter arrived, and you kept wondering why she let you in the cold air. The instance between us was deadly, but our hearts felt so close together.

One thing you did know, is that things would have never been the same after Madison passed. Yes, you did hold her lifeless body and watched it come back to life, but you did not expect her to die in the first place and the world to come crashing down on her head.

And all of the movies that Madison once auditioned for became secondary plane. She was just a background character in her own story.

That night you preferred to stay up, thinking those three am thoughts and sneaking into the kitchen for snacks. Today was different though, winter was slowly approaching, the crunch of stepped autumn leaves fading into indefinite sleepless nights.

The hallways of the house were darker, silent.

You had come to learn that silence was louder than noise could ever be. Horrid things came after silence, something you knew all too well.

The world has been unusually cruel to Madison. Life may seem picture perfect on the outside, but the facade she puts up, the one that shines like polished china, it was all a lie. And she might be an actress, an actress portraying an angsty girl with a tarnished past and present. This was not fiction, this is real life.

Madison's silhouette was lit up by the pale moon. The kitchen was dark and cold.

“Put that away” You said to her, as Madison attempted to light a cigarette with her hand “Smoking kills”

“You smoke” Madison shrugged, proceeding to light the cigarette and take a long drag. “You're being a hypocrite by telling me not to.”

Her eyes were sunken by dark pools giving a clear imitation of death itself. This scared you, because maybe it was true. There was nothing in her that represents, in the least, life.

You stand right beside her and no one moves for a couple of seconds. The smoke is drawing circles in the air. Madison lifts her hand and tries to touch it but it disappears, you could tell Madison wanted to do it too.

She maybe felt your gaze and walked away to the other side of the kitchen.

“Madison, I think we need to talk” You whispered.

For as long as Madison could remember, she had always felt so alone. Cast out, isolated, unloved by those who should have been taking care of her. She had carried that feeling of loneliness with her even when being surrounded by friends who realistically only liked her for her looks and pretty lies. But the only time she never felt so alone was with you. You looked at her in a way that no one else did, as if she were more than just her body. It terrified Madison in a strange sense, seeing as she was so used to being treated one way and not used to having someone see all her flaws and still love her anyways.

She just couldn't bring herself to love you even if it costed her everything in life.

The sound is so quiet until the open arms of the moon sea grips tightly around your eardrum is pounding, throbbing to the beat of a lullaby or a silence so deafening that you can see the words, im sorry, reflect off of her apology.

Chestnut orbs along with the crumbled up love letter she wrote floating above the surface of her hand and she puts it in your hand. The bittersweet sensation of the letter disintegrating on the palm of your hand still lingers even though you said “it's okay” even if you truly wish to be brave and yell to her what you truly feel.

The sickening sound of her footsteps walking away from you is like the beat of a heart timidly thudding against the walls of rib cages, and you just watched her, watched her turn her back on you while the last bit of butterflies you had, died within the words of the love letter.

[anniemar]

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[mbillustrations01]

Misty Day

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