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[dreamypqulson]

happy mother’s day to the best one around! <3

[foxytonics-quill]

I may or may not be working on an American Horror Story: Apocalypse fic… 😬 New obsession unlocked lol

I’ll try to have the first chapter up tomorrow, but I have D&D tonight, so no promises.

[dionysus2xborn]

so.. i need help

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I’ve been working on wrapping up a small oneshot i started years ago for an au version of a genderqueer/enby version of Mallory. Michael Langdon is the antichrist in it still but the equal to him is Mallory and neither of them know until “The Interview”. Which is the name of the first chapter.. idk what direction to bring things. Would yall like just a spooky fic of antichrist goodness? or should i make it sexual. Also if so, idk how to go about an enby character scene like that - meaning idk what my demographic would rather see an au enby version of Mallory as, like mtf, ftm, or should i use very vague purly they/them sorts of words etc, so we can all apply it to ourselves?

Interested in collaborating with anyone interested in this a bit so i can just get some help direction and styling wise given it having been so long ago and i just dont remember where it was going. nor do i have the time to rewatch the season to jog my memory RIP even tho i wish i did. Lol, seems like it could have gone either way, which is why, figured i’d just ask.

shared the cover pic i made to give an idea. they do say that at one point in my script for the interview too.

Working title of entire fic is “If you’re the devil, what does that make me?”

i might just cut the first chapter shorter to share so yall can get the energy and then tell me where you’d like to go from there. idk.. comment, ask, dm me on this PLS. Thanks 

[sawyerconfort]

the coven (+ marie and kyle) realizing they must be in love with you would include...

Officially back and so ready to write for our coven!

To celebrate that I'm reopening requests, I decided to give you some headcannons. They've been running through my head for a while and I thought I should post them ASAP!

Hope you like it!

Anyway, enjoy!

Orders are officially reopened, but please take it easy! I don't want to leave anyone without posts around here!

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The Coven and Their Allies Realizing They're Must Be In Love With You (Young!Reader, just for the record!)

Cordelia Goode, Fiona Goode, Zoe Benson, Madison Montgomery, Misty Day, Nan, Queenie, Myrtle Snow, Mallory, Marie Laveau and Kyle Spencer!

Cordelia Goode

Ok, we know that Delia went through a lot before getting here and that her self-esteem is not the best…

Regardless if it's as Supreme or before that, Delia never felt enough for anyone to love her and definitely avoided falling in love.

Maybe after Hank, things got worse in that regard.

But there, in the middle of her path, there was you.

Cordelia tensed as she realized that she was liking you more than a friend.

She didn't want Fiona to know (if she was still alive), so she just kept it a secret.

Okay, maybe Myrtle would have been the first person to know that she was in love with someone again, but she was the exception.

And Cordelia had to process all that on her own for a long time before she got up the courage to talk to you.

It started with just an exchange of ideas, a casual conversation that happened out of the blue when she approached you somewhere you guys went together.

Cordelia even offered to buy you drinks from time to time, a way of signing that there was something more and a way to at least be helpful and content.

(Of course it wasn't out of the blue, Cordelia kind of calculated her steps (not in an obsessive way) so she could get to you without stuttering…)

Delia won you over little by little, and your conversations gave her the confidence to keep going ever since.

Until the day she thought she couldn't keep it all to herself anymore.

"I'll be honest, I don't think I've ever felt anything like this for anyone before, but the truth is, I'm in love with you, (Y\N)… And, you know, it's okay if you don't love me back."

Secretly, she wanted you to reciprocate.

And well, actually, you reciprocated because who wouldn't fall in love with Cordelia Goode, right?

Fiona Goode

Let's start with the fact that you destabilize Fiona's entire pose the moment she first lays eyes on you.

And has been doing so ever since.

Falling in love has never been a problem for Fiona, she has done it countless times, and every time her loves have yielded incredible things for her.

But with you, it's different, and feeling it knocked her out at first.

Like, she's the queen of self-centeredness, and all of a sudden, she starts caring more about someone else than herself…

Nobody, nobody at all, would know that Fiona Goode is in love.

Oh yeah, and then there's the age thing, which she found a little humiliating at first, especially when she realized it wasn't a spur-of-the-moment thing.

Of course, she had to make the first move.

And it would happen at a time when you're alone, at the bar, probably ordering a drink (similar to Cordelia's).

The difference is that Fiona wouldn't waste any time.

So, you can expect anything, anything, from her.

Endless flirting to make you blush.

And she always cracks that smile when she succeeds.

She will probably strike up a conversation, trying to find out what your tastes are, and use that to her advantage in an attempt to win you over.

Apart from the irresistible charm, which she uses even involuntarily.

Not to mention that once she got more intimate with you, she would brag about being the Supreme and most powerful witch ever.

"Would you ever consider dating someone older, (Y\N), like, casually?"

Zoe Benson

I believe Zoe (just like Luke) would be the most normal person to fall in love with, and handle it better than other girls.

Like, of course, she has the issue of her power and the like.

But I don't think she would consider that, especially after getting used to being a witch and having control of her powers.

Not that there wasn't that care and concern for her safety either, because the moment she realized everything, she wouldn't want to lose you.

I think she would also be like Cordelia and would need some more time to gain confidence in herself to confess her feelings for you.

Still, you can expect a few notes in the most unusual places you should find them, written by her.

Some were references to poems, others were song lyrics. Zoe would use that feature to be able to declare herself to you without having to use her words.

A few subtle flirtations when you met casually, whether it was on purpose or not.

Zoe is incredibly distracted when she is in love with someone.

And that would yield great content for Madison, who would be the first to find out about her coven mate's new love.

In a pre-Apocalypse era, Cordelia would have been your confidant.

And if it happened after that, Zoe would find a way to handle it all on her own too.

Either way, Zoe wants you to be sure that being with her is completely safe, despite the troubled life she leads.

"I think I'm in love with you, (Y\N). I'm serious."

Madison Montgomery

(anon who asked me a while ago about madison falling in love and being a complete mess, this one's for you!)

I don't think I need to comment on how frustrated Madison would be to fall seriously in love.

She doesn't give in that easily to anyone, but with you it's strangely different.

You can expect a softer side of her to come out over the days.

Not that her bitch side didn't prevail, of course, but you get the point.

Madison has a huge difficulty with words, and she secretly doesn't want you to know that it's because she has self-esteem and emotional issues.

Usually, when she stutters to talk to you, Madison pretends it was just a random distraction, with something passing by that caught her attention.

And you know the truth, but you think it's cute when she doesn't admit it, so you just let it go.

When she decides to tease you for fear of showing too much weakness and showing her feelings, it gets hot…

Like, when her bitch persona takes over, you can expect the dirtiest flirting, with her claiming with all the certainty in the world that she's going to win you over, no matter what.

But the thing that always gives away how much Madison fell in love with you is her jealousy flare-ups.

If you're relatively close and hang out together, she'll get used to other people talking to you.

But if you start a friendship for now, you can expect that seeing another person too close to you would give her a nervous breakdown.

Another one of the cute things Madison in love would bring you.

Given time, she would open up to you, no dirty jokes, no malicious intent, just pure, genuine feelings.

"Fuck, (Y\N), I swear to God I'm going to regret this, but I need to tell you that I'm in love with you, and this time I mean it."

Misty Day

There is no more lovable person while in love than Misty Day.

(Okay, my favoritism plays a big part, but honestly, I can't imagine anything else happening on Misty's part.)

It's very likely that this is her first time falling in love with someone, and it leaves her literally in a panic for days…

She's always done pretty well on her own, but after she got to know you, she realized that company might not be such a bad idea.

But she's a little scared to get close to you, scared that you'll somehow abandon her.

So things would start out slow, with Misty approaching you, making conversation and hoping to get to know you better after that.

You would expect her to get very carried away talking about the things she likes (aka Stevie Nicks, swamps and flowers).

And you can hope that would be the cutest thing to witness.

Speaking of flowers, she would take you to see the Miss Robichaux Academy greenhouse, in an attempt to get even closer.

And then she would make a point of introducing you to her favorite songs.

If it happens at a time when she's already tested the Seven Wonders, Misty would make a point of playing with a few of them to see if you're more easily impressed.

Misty is exceptionally clumsy when it comes to being in your presence.

Like, at the ultimate level, literally, she's a mess whenever she sees you, her nervousness, wondering if she's doing everything right.

And Cordelia would be responsible for calming her down when needed (and giving her advice on the best ways to get to you.)

"So, (Y\N), I think… I think I like you. Like, a lot. In fact, I think I'm in love with you, that's it."

Nan

Nan is too confident about her feelings to talk to you.

So honestly when she realizes she's in love it's not a problem.

She's just a little in doubt if it's really what she wants, and if you won't be amazed at the things she can offer.

Nan realizes that falling in love is harder than she thought, so whenever she can, she enlists the help of the other girls.

Madison would certainly tell her to confess her feelings at once and don't give a shit.

But Zoe would certainly be keen to give the best advice.

As it turns out, Nan has her own ways of dealing with these kinds of feelings, and again, once she really does gain confidence, she'll come after you without any help.

Little gifts and a few words of affirmation are all it takes for Nan to demonstrate how in love she is with you.

She's occasionally showing off her gift of clairvoyance, just to impress you and make sure it's not a problem.

"Okay, this is incredibly unexpected, but I'm having a vision about us… and that means I love you beyond friendship, (Y\N)."

Queenie

Queenie would probably be a person who would easily give in to feelings.

Not that being in love wasn't a shock to her, because it would freak her out that anyone actually cared about her for who she really is, even if she was a complete mess.

But once she was sure how she felt about you, she would go to great lengths to let you know.

She's completely honest, so whatever she has to say, she'll say it to your face, of course, as softly as possible, but directly.

Queenie is the type of person who, in front of others, would pretend to hate clichés.

But she would do them all for you, from little notes to sweets to a cliché date in the moonlight to flowers, anyway…

Now, if you wouldn't mind knowing, Queenie would die and kill for you (after all, that's what voodoo skills are for, right?).

She wouldn't think twice about confronting someone who was harming you, even if it meant hurting the person physically.

"I'm sorry, but I had to. I love you, (Y\N)."

And at the end of the day, she's just being honest and looking out for you.

Myrtle Snow

Complete madness, that's what it would be like when Myrtle Snow fell in love with you.

She may appear calm in front of others, but would secretly freak out when she realizes she's into you.

Unlike Fiona, she probably wouldn't deal well with the idea of the age gap at first.

But Myrtle would get used to it and see how insignificant it is when she realizes that her company is good for her.

Like, it's the first time Myrtle has been able to feel truly happy, not being in Fiona's shadow or the Council itself.

And she would certainly go against several Council laws for you.

But there would be the weird part of it, the crazy things you would be exposed to, being with Myrtle.

Of course, at first her ideas were completely crazy, but you learned to like it and get used to it.

To help, now you make her think twice before trying to gouge someone's eye out or making an impulsive decision.

Countless trips to Balenciaga now and then, the only place Myrtle and you would feel safe being yourself.

"(Y\N), honey, I think I like you more than I should. I think I definitely love you, in a romantic and sexual way."

Mallory

The biggest cliché of two teenagers falling in love could possibly happen between you.

Mallory is the most devoted and romantic person you could ever meet.

She's shy about admitting her feelings for you at first, but she'll learn the best way to say it without being too direct and scaring you off.

Coco basically being your cupid.

Mallory would hand you little presents from time to time, and when she noticed you had a bad day, she would do anything to cheer you up.

Very cute scenes of jealousy would happen even before she confessed her feelings.

Just like Misty, she would use her knowledge of the Seven Wonders and other powers to impress you.

And maybe, combined with her angelic beauty, it would work.

"I love you, (Y\N). More than a friend. More than I've loved anyone in my entire life."

Marie Laveau

Marie is tough and keeps everything a big mystery.

But she wouldn't be initially surprised to be in love with you no matter what.

I mean, she doesn't have to worry about love lives anymore after she supposedly got the woman she once ruined with her romances.

Without Delphine, Marie would become someone much more open and secure about her feelings.

And she would let you figure it out for yourself what was going on, though, because she was still afraid to express herself out loud.

She would make a point of keeping you safe from her enemies.

And I think Marie would be the perfect companion to learn how to survive in an increasingly cruel and evil world.

After all, three centuries of existence had to indicate something, right?

"The thing is, I think you're hot, (Y\N), and what do we do now?"

Kyle Spencer

Kyle is the smol bean we all deserve.

If it happened before the accident and before he was magically turned into a frankenstein, he would do anything to get at you in the best possible way.

But if it happened before, he would probably also be brave enough to take the first step and surprise you with the most infamous pick up lines.

If it happened later, Kyle would be afraid to scare you with brutality as an enemy.

But he would be surprised when he realized that the love he felt for you kept him from hurting you in any way.

Small gestures that would show how much he loves you, secretly, without having to use words.

Kyle would still remember a little bit of his life before the accident, so as time went on, he would become frustrated with not being able to talk to you about how he felt.

And I think he would make an effort to learn to speak again if it meant that it would bring you closer.

"I. Love. You. (Y\N)."

[livthesleepdeprived]

[courtofcrescent]

In a Eurydice and Orpheus situation, who'd look back and who wouldnt?

Good day, Tragic Tale Anon! Ahh... one of tumblr classic asks that I love 🩶

MALLORY knows that a deal is dangerous, especially a deal with such powerful beings. He knows not to mess with such a volatile arrangement, any misstep could have catastrophic consequences. He recognizes that turning back or second-guessing could unravel everything he has worked for, so his eyes are fixed firmly ahead. Whatever happens won't falter his steps. Mallory won't lose in this perilous deal of life. You'll soon be back in his embrace. And back you are.

VIVIAN marches down with the intent of dragging you up. If the condition is not to look back, then she'll obey until the very end. Every step she takes is deliberate and measured as she moves forward with a single purpose—to end this journey as she meticulously planned. Your deafening silence only strengthens her resolve, she will definitely solve this challenge. And as the journey reaches its climax, it'll conclude just as she intended, with you safely back in her care.

ELLIS is resolute, determined to follow the path laid out before him. But, just like in the tragic tale, he succumbs to temptation—the fear of losing you again, of never knowing if you're still there. In a moment of weakness, just a few paces before his goal, he turns his gaze, desperate to catch a fleeting glimpse... and seeing you gone from his sight hits him with crushing force. His fate is sealed. Soon, he'll join you in those bleak world. Soon, even death itself can't keep you both apart.

SORIN tries desperately to not look back. But it becomes harder and harder as she hears nothing behind her. Doubt gnaws at her, a treacherous whisper that grows louder with every silent moment. The silence behind her grows too deafening... and she freezes in horror when she accidentally makes the fatal mistake. She screams, beg, and cry, pleading for a way to undo her mistake. Over and over, she will blame herself, again and again and again and again—

E̴N̵I̶G̵M̸A̷ wo̷n̵'̵t̷ ̴wa̴n̸t̴ to̴ ̷p̴l̴ay̸ ̵by̵ ̷t̵h̵is̶ ru̵le.̵ ̶

Thank you for the ask! 🩶

[munroemagic]

[beastsovrevelation]

They should have ended up together :(

[eldritchlibertine]

[ghostlyarchaeologist]

"Shh! I'm not here, remember?"

Heaven Sent (2016)

[phantomstatistician]

Fandom: American Horror Story

Sample Size: 5,012 stories

Source: AO3

[edensinking]

Pairing: Michael Langdon/Mallory (American Horror Story) Rating: Mature Additional Tags: Another Timeline AU, No Interconnected Seasons (Except For S1 S3 and S8), Witches vs. Warlocks, Heaven vs. Hell, Secret Relationship, ( + on AO3)

The race for the Supremacy has been called. Cordelia Goode is fading, inexplicably and prematurely, only three years after becoming Supreme. The news has caused loyalties to shift; fellow witches start taking sides and their male counterparts—the warlocks—make a shocking revelation: Michael Langdon, Hawthorne School for Exceptional Young Men’s star student, is showing signs of being the rising Supreme. But someone else is also showing signs, Cordelia Goode’s star student Mallory Lloyd. This leads the Supreme and Grand Chancellor to agree to prepare their candidates for the Seven Wonders at proximity, a decision that will have world-ending consequences.

Author Notes: Alright, so here’s the thing! I am not exactly new to the American Horror Story fanbase, I was actually pretty active around the time Apocalypse first aired and I wrote several works for this pairing. However, balancing adulthood and writing was difficult, and I ended up losing track of the show and the fanbase. It was last week that I rewatched the season, that I realized Michael and Mallory still have me in shambles—even though AHS and I have a relationship so bad you would think we’re related by blood (extended notes on AO3.)

[myfavouritelunatic]

Saved and Saved Again

For the lovely @anyadouc44 thank you so much for your request! I hope you enjoy it!

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: Attempted suicide, blood, horror themes, sickness.

Summary: Mallory found a way to save the lives of two of the Romanov siblings, Alexei and you, his sister.

But your grief at losing the rest of your family becomes too much to bear.

What does fate have in store for you? Death or life...

(Based on/inspired by the Tempus Infinitum sequence in AHS: Apocalypse - Fire and Reign)

It's been awhile since I've written anything in the AHS space, I hope you enjoy! 🖤

Father… mother… your absence has left a hole in my heart… a hole so big its growing and growing and I cannot help but let it swallow me… 

For that had become your existence, your grief for your parents, your siblings, it surrounded you like a pitch blackness, becoming a world where light did not exist and felt that maybe as if it never existed in the first place.

But then you heard your name, fuzzy and indistinct though certainly your name, uttered by the only person you had left to hang on to.

Alexei.

He thought he was the light you needed, the light that would keep the darkness at bay. And you loved him for trying but he wasn’t. He couldn’t be.

He was only a remnant of the light, born of it.

Not the light itself.

He was that which the stars had illuminated.

But you were in the dark.

You felt his hands upon your arms, shaking you, an attempt to revive you from your stupor, your grief, your sickness. A sickness that had been with you longer than you could remember.

The earliest memory you carried was actually the one you cherished the most, as it remained the most wonderful example of how loving your parents were. You can still feel the damp cloth upon your forehead and the scent of your mother as she tries to break your fever–

Alexei calls your name again, and it’s louder this time, clearer, and the panic in his voice turns your stomach upside down. Your head jerks and you look up at him for the first time, seeing him and hearing him.

“Talk to me, come on. Come back to me, come back to the world.”

“Alexei…” You sound out his voice slowly, dryly, as if it’s your first time speaking. “I can’t…”

“You can! I… I can’t lose you too, sister…”

“Alexei… you lost me… when we lost our family…”

You close your eyes and hope to slip back into the memory of your mother tending to your illness. She hums your favourite lullaby and you sigh, making her smile. You feel her hand upon your cheek, so real, so present. Alexei is wiping your tears away with his thumb.

He whispers your name, almost like a prayer. “I have food for you. You need to eat, get your strength up.”

“What kind of food?”

“Tomato soup, nothing heavy.”

“Is there bread?” Hope fills your voice for the first time in so long, but is only temporary.

He laughs. “Of course there is bread, I could not forget your favourite. The butter is melting on it. Mmmm do you smell that?”

You smile at the delicious aroma and Alexei looks like he could cry.

Slowly, you sit up in bed and ready yourself to receive your brother’s kindness. You go to take a bite of the bread but he makes you hesitate. “Carefully, sister. Don’t have too big a mouthful. I don’t want you to choke.”

It was a sweet thought, but part of you wanted to. For breathing was pain.

But you did as he suggested, only taking a small nibble of the soft buttery food. It was simply heavenly. 

Alexei let you both sit in silence as you ate, he too having his own dinner. The soup went down hot but satisfying, and the bread dipped in tomato flavour was even better until–

You should have been careful what you asked for.

The coughing started. One small piece fell down your windpipe and your body could not handle it. Your chest heaved almost violently, and the sound of your coughing, of your struggle to breathe sent Alexei into a dizzying panic.

He called your name incessantly, rubbed, patted your back hoping to still you, as if it could even cure you of the pneumonia that plagued you. But nothing worked. 

“Here… drink this!” He proffered you a cup of water, and when you refused to take it he held it up to your lips and out of anger you swiped it away from him.

“Leave… me… alone!” You spoke raspily between coughs.

“No sister, I will–”

CRASH!

You hurled what remained of your soup and bread into the wall. “Stop, Alexei! Stop! Nothing you do is going to help me! Nothing you do is going to bring them back! So stop trying!” Then in your rage you pushed him away from you, off of the bed, and bolted from the bedroom like you could not get out of there fast enough.

Not noticing until you reached the washroom that your coughing had in fact stopped.

Staring into the mirror, you noticed tears upon your cheeks, having not felt their touch on your skin or that you had been crying so fiercely. All was numb. Even your coughing had settled into normalcy over the years, a pain that had taken away from the world who you are. 

Perhaps it was time to take you away from the world.

You bolted into the kitchen and grabbed the first knife you spied, steel long and sharp. Making your way back to the washroom, the moment your eyes settled on your reflection, they focused not on you, but on what stood behind you.

Your family.

Mother, father, siblings, all that were stolen from you in the most unjust and cruellest of ways. But you saw them now not as they were that night, but as you remembered them – happy, proud, and warm. Full of life and love. Your father, Nikolai, raised his arm out for you in invitation. They were calling for you. They needed you, just as much as you needed them. You couldn’t miss them any longer.

Pushing up the sleeves of your nightgown, you exposed your skin then gripped the knife’s handle tight. The room was filled with the sound of your laboured though quickened breathing, and your hand shook, nervous. But you glanced up into the mirror once more, needing a sign this was the right course of action. You watched as your father, the Tsar, nodded his head in assurance, and without taking your eyes off of him, you dragged the blade across your flesh.

“Ahhhh!” You squealed and winced as the skin was severed, and looked down at your wound to watch your blood flowing out of you without anything to stop it. Thinking quickly, you did not hesitate to slice your other forearm, just wanting the pain to be over, and the fear to abate. Preparing yourself to settle in for eternity with your family.

You suddenly hear the sounds of Alexei calling your name once more and running to your side. When he reaches the door, he cannot help but grasp the door frame, for his feet threaten to fall out from under him.

“Sister… no… no, no… what have you done?” He’s white as a ghost. It shocks you, and already growing weak, you feel the knife slip from your blood covered hand and fall to the wooden floor with a thud. You can feel yourself fading and immediately decide you do not want this, do you not like how this feels.

Turning your head back to the mirror, you look again to your kin for guidance, but are met only with horror. They too appear ghostly, though set in a scene pulled straight from your nightmares. Blood seeps from their gunshot wounds. Their cheeks all hollowed out. Eyes pale as the moon but no light shines from within.

But they were supposed to be the light… they are the light… this cannot be…

They are death reflected back at you, your choice to join them manifested before your eyes. You scream in terror and collapse to the floor, your white nightgown immediately stained red as it becomes consumed by the pool of crimson you have created at your feet.

Alexei rushes in, coming to his senses. He is furious.

“How could you do this to yourself? To me? To us? How could you leave me alone, sister? No pain is worth the price death needs to take you from me! We were spared, we were saved, remember? We were given a second chance at life and you would now be so selfish to waste it? Tell me why!”

“Because I cannot live any longer, Alexei! I don’t know how! If I had have known how haunted my life, my existence would become without mother and father to protect me, I would have told Mallory to let us die! This pain is too much, Alexei. Death would be a release from that. Only… I…” You felt as if the last of your strength was being focused into your sorrow, and tears fell from you like rain, rain you hoped would wash the blood away and heal your soul. But it would not. Death, as you asked for, would soon arrive to take you by the hand.

Alexei frantically wraps your arms tightly with cloth, praying to stop the bleeding. He holds you in silence as you weep, and time has no measure. He feels warm as he surrounds you, nurtures you back to health. He kisses you atop your head and speaks. “I know the pain you feel, sister. Of course I know it. But I do not wish for death. That day will come soon enough, and then you and I will spend forever with the ones we love. But do you not think Mother and Father would want us to live in their name? See that their legacy, their family continues? That is how you keep them alive, sister. By remaining alive yourself. Why do you think  I spend all my time caring for you?”

“Because you love me.”

“I do. And though I would love you in death as well as life, I would see you live and keep me smiling, hmmm? To keep the world filled with the song of your laughter, and the wit of your speech. You can do this. You can stay here and find happiness once more. There is so much for you to discover, and it is my duty to help you. Let Mallory’s gift to us not have been for nothing.”

It was almost as if his words were healing, for suddenly your body began to return to normal, and death’s grip upon you had loosened. The pressure on the wounds was holding, it was working. Alexei was saving your life. You smiled.

“I don’t want to die, Alexei. I don’t want to be cold and still and unfeeling. I… I don’t want to be away from you too.”

Your brother smiled at you fondly as you spoke, and somehow held you even tighter. You knew then he was never going to let you go, and that all would be well as long as you were together.

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Six weeks pass…

The wounds on your arms are now patterns for you to trace with your finger tips. Reminders, tangible memories of your suffering and pain, and how you now live to spite it. 

Alexei and yourself had spent every waking moment together and it had been wonderful. Whatever spark of life he had injected into you by saving you had been some small miracle, for even your sickness had been kept at bay. Hope was something real once again.

But then, things can turn in an instant.

Just as they did the night your family was taken from you.

Your health declined.

Coughing became your language, for you could barely speak. Sweat became as blood, its presence upon your body leaving you sickly, pallid. Everything was cold. Not even Alexei’s arms around you could summon any warmth anymore.

He wouldn’t stand for it. He wouldn’t admit it, but then again he didn’t have to. You both knew you were dying. It was all in his eyes.

“Don’t look at me, Alexei.” You spoke, your words punctuated by a cough. “I don’t wish for you to see me like this and I don’t wish to see the grim reaper reaching for me through your stare!”

“I cannot help it sister. I cannot shake the thought that I am going to lose you.”

“If only you could save me this time. But you can’t, and you need to come to terms with it like I have.”

Alexei shifted closer to you on the bed, his gaze now defiant. “No. Don’t you give up. Not yet. You can fight this. You have always fought this. Mother and Father–”

“Are no longer here to look after me!”

“What are you saying? That I am not enough?”

“Of course not, Alexei! You are all I have and all I need. But if you go… then…”

He took a hold of your face with such determination, as if he could will life itself to work his way. “I am not going anywhere, remember? We will get through this together.”

“But then you will be alone! I… I am going to leave you. I can’t bear the thought of it.”

Alexei smiled. “Well it is nice to see what a few weeks of healing can do. You were willing to abandon me when you had the choice to, and now that that choice has been taken away… all you want to do is stay.”

“Help me stay, Brother… help me… stay…” Another coughing fit began, and you felt like you were drowning. All Alexei could do was watch as you began to slip away from him. Piece by piece, day by day.

The next morning you woke you found yourself surprised. You had not expected to ever experience life again. Every time you closed your eyes you knew it might be the last time, you knew they might never open again. But thankfully, you had been granted one more day.

But Alexei was not there to greet you with his comfort. He was gone and the room felt colder. You called out for him but no response, and your voice began to shake with sorrow and your sickness as it shook itself through your body and out from your mouth. You thought your chest might burst apart if you had another coughing fit. And as you fell back onto your bed, losing the strength to call for your brother, you imagined it, your body twisting and breaking with every heave of your lungs. Your spine shattering, splintering in all directions, your broken ribs piercing through your flesh. You tried to open your eyes to escape the nightmarish fantasy, but you couldn’t. You thought this was it. Death had come at last. But when your eyelids finally pried themselves free to glimpse the world, you swore you saw a glimmer of your father, his ghostly and bloodied figure, beginning to step through your doorway.

But he was banished with your scream, and blinking furiously, you mustered the courage to force yourself to look outward, and upon doing so, you spied a familiar face with naught but care in her eyes.

Mallory.

An angel sent by god, with powers bestowed by him and only him. Years ago a woman like her would be cursed out by others, even put to death. But you knew her power was not of the devil. Why would the devil want to save your life?

“How… how are you here?” You were in shock, your voice so quiet.

She smiled at you fondly and sat down at the foot of your bed. “Alexei. He called out to me. I couldn’t not answer. You are both so special to me. If we’d never met I might not have saved the earth from its end.”

“It’s end?”

Mallory laughed a little. “I’ll tell you all about it once we get you better, okay?”

“Get me better?” You were confused. In your sickened state you were unable to put things together, to immediately understand Mallory’s reasoning for travelling the greatest distance to see you.

Alexei caught your eye. “She’s here to save you. Again, sister. I had to do something. And if it worked once…”

“But how did you summon her?”

“I remembered Anastasia’s magic. She taught me little things. Things she should not be teaching to her younger brother.” He winked at you and you felt a small smile creep onto your face. “I didn’t know even if I could do it but… if Anastasia possessed some power, then I knew I did.”

“Oh Alexei.” You reached out for him and he took your hand, not caring how sickly it felt to him. He knelt at your side and wiped his own tears away now.

“Come.” Mallory spoke, standing. “There is a ritual to be performed, and I can only be here for so long.”

The two of them helped you out of bed and carefully lead you into the main sitting room of the house. The space had already been prepared with the necessary elements that Alexei was able to provide. The room smelled of healing, of comfort, whatever incense or candles that were burning, their scent caressed you as if it were your mother’s touch made real once more.

“I need to find a way to break the grasp of death from you. It’s almost as if you are being forced into the afterlife, as if your soul needs to atone for the sin of surviving that day.” Mallory explained. “You were not supposed to live past that.”

“But what of Alexei? Neither was he.”

“True, but your brother tells me that… that you tried to take your life a few weeks ago?”

Your head fell to the floor in shame, with only the reassuring touch of your brother upon your back to bring it back up again. Though you said nothing, acknowledging your folly with only a nod. “Well it seems, I’m sorry to say, that this angered the spirits. You came so close to death then, only for Alexei to pull you back. This started your path to here, where you are now, once again at death’s door. They don’t want to let you go.”

“They? My family?”

“No.” Mallory spoke, gravely. “Beings much worse. If Alexei didn’t call for me when he did–” “Please, do not speak anymore.” You brother cut her off, looking rather ill himself for the thought of what monsters wanted to claim you.

The witch spoke your name, calling you to rest on the floor at her feet. “Be still, my friend. And all will be well. Do not give in to the claws that reach for you. Do not listen to the false cries of your family. Listen to my voice and only my voice. I am the light. Follow it and fall not into shadow.”

You closed your eyes as Mallory began the ritual, trying to steal your mind and fill it not with thoughts of what the light meant to you. How could Mallory be it when it was always your family? You wanted to scream at the indignation, but then you heard her voice in your mind. 

“Silent be. No thoughts of thee. No thoughts run free. Only listen and understand me and well you will be.”

Your anger dissipated and you allowed yourself to focus only on her incantation, on her beautiful voice as she began to manifest your good health. She was speaking in a language you did not recognise, it was not your native tongue, nor was it her own. Though it was the native tongue of a witch.

Of the Supreme.

You gasped and felt something enter you, and your body began to twitch and move in a fashion it never had, and judging by the look on Alexei’s face, it was in a way no human was intended to move. This thing that had entered you, it felt warm and powerful, and you could feel it forcing out the evil, forcing out the sickness from deep within you. But it was clinging on so tightly, and you managed to look down at your forearms. Something was moving underneath.

Then that very same something began to tear open the scars you had made.

You and Alexei both screamed in unison, and you watched in horror as blood poured painfully from your flesh. But Mallory kept chanting, her hair, her dark dress blown back by an invisible wind, as if some force was trying to stop her from saving you. But she pushed through it and pushed onward. Her chanting became louder, and faster. There was no time to waste.

You looked down at your wounds again and the blood had turned black. A thick oil oozing and bubbling its way out of you. “It’s working!” Alexei cried. “I think it’s working, Mallory! Don’t stop!”

Now you felt it in your throat. Something twisting its way within your lungs and up your windpipe, like an arm scratching and searching for some escape. You couldn’t breathe. It didn’t feel like it was working, but if your brother thought so and said so, then you had to hold onto his words. Onto Mallory’s words. She was calling your name now, a grand supplication to whom you did not know, and without warning, your mouth opened and opened wide.

An essence of some kind went into you and you realised exactly what it was doing just before it was over. It was pulling your disease out of you, and ridding the last traces of evil from you that would see you sink into death. Then up it came through your throat and your mouth and out and onto the floor. The blackest of tars. Thick and vile, an ungodly stench and stain upon this earth. It poured out of you and you cried and cried, gasping for untainted air to fill your lungs in its place.

Then the second Mallory’s spell was ended, you fell to the floor unable to hold yourself up any longer, and the tar beneath you turned to ash, the last of that invisible wind taking it away like it had never been there. Your heart stopped, your breathing stopped, but only for them to begin again, anew, and you gasped as you took your first breaths, and you rejoiced as you felt your heart beat in a healthy rhythm for the first time since you could remember.

Alexei was immediately at your side, embracing you like he was your only tether to this world. But he was not that any longer. You were in this world now, a part of it. If he let you go you would not fall into despair. You would not fall into death. Alexei, you brother, now, he was there only to make your world brighter.

He was the light after all. You could see it now.

You laughed as you hugged him back, feeling so very grateful for him and for Mallory. You looked up at her through the happy tears that were now falling, and thanked her repeatedly. All she did was smile with her radiant warmth, kneeling down beside you to embrace you as well. But  sadly, as she had warned, she didn’t have much time.

Mallory had vanished before you could look upon her again.

But you knew she was okay, because you were okay. She had her own world to be a part of.

Alexei studied the wounds of your arm in disbelief. They had healed up and in fact – no scars marred your flesh any longer. It was incredible. “Oh thank god… that was… terrifying. I thought for a moment her spell might kill you.”

“So did I, Alexei. It was almost unbearable. But I heard her voice, and when she sang my name I knew I was going to be okay. Thank you, brother. Thank you for saving me, for ridding me of this cursed disease. Mother and father would be so proud of you, for taking care of me.”

For the first time since their deaths, the thoughts of their parents did not make them feel sad, nor bittersweet. All you and your brother could feel was joy knowing that you were both making them proud, that you were carrying on the family name. Romanov. You were their legacy now. You were their place in the world. And with no sickness to hold either of you back, anything was possible.

Perhaps there was more magic to be cast.

[meeska-mooska42]

mallory being cordelia and misty’s child is so real

[sawyerconfort]

the coven + kyle spencer head canons for jealousy issues and how they would each handle it differently?

HI HI HI FOLKS I'M BACK!

Ok, ok, let's do it then!

Lots of lots of ideas for this one! Just you wait!

(Wasn't sure if you wanted me to include Marie on that one, but I did just for the complete headcannons, hope you don't mind, anon!)

Enjoy!

Requests open!

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The Coven and Kyle Dealing With Jealousy Issues (Young!Reader, just for the record!)

Cordelia Goode, Fiona Goode, Zoe Benson, Madison Montgomery, Misty Day, Nan, Queenie, Myrtle Snow, Mallory, Marie Laveau and Kyle Spencer!

Cordelia Goode

Cordelia would be upset, of course.

She would let her insecurities get the best of her when she sees you talking to someone else and seeming too intimate with them.

But I don't think she would let the intrusive thoughts win that fight, not this time.

Cordelia doesn't want to seem so possessive. She's not like that, and she knows it would bother you a lot if it was miscalculated.

So, regardless of the situation, she will just leave where she is, walk to you and wrap her arms around your body, pulling you close to her, her eyes analyzing detail by detail of the other person.

"What is so funny?"

She would ask, pretending to be clueless, so she could take control of the situation better.

Internally, though, you can be sure that a few dark curse words and some not-so-friendly spell ideas are going through her mind, without her being able to show it aloud or with gestures.

She would have her arms around you the entire time, keeping you close until the other person understood that you were hers and nobody else's.

And when you guys get back home, she would insist that you cuddle with her to make up for the moment of insecurity and jealousy.

Fiona Goode

THE QUEEN of drama and jealousy.

Honestly, making Fiona jealous is like leaving a predator without prey.

Of course, she takes great care, despite her strong temper, not to seem like she's trying to pull you out of your comfort zone and push you away from the world for her sake.

But no one (nobody at all) goes unnoticed in Fiona Goode's eyes.

She will probably go to great lengths to touch you in the best places, just to tease you and make the person next to you feel uncomfortable enough to leave.

"It's a shame, my dear, but they're taken."

Just imagine her husky voice saying that, right in your face, also to tease you and to make sure she looks wild when she's jealous?

Fiona probably wouldn't let you talk much longer with the person afterward, or say goodbye. She would pull you to where she is and keep looking the whole time to see if the person isn't following you.

And if so, you can be sure that she would throw the person to the wall with no shame and no fear of being in public.

When you guys got home, she'd make a scene, again, to let you off the hook because she's a drama queen.

There would DEFINITELY be make-up sex.

And it would DEFINITELY be the best sex you've ever had in your life.

Zoe Benson

Crying, drama, insecurity and a little bit of fighting.

Zoe is overly afraid of losing you, but not to the point where she won't let you hang out with other people, friends in general.

The problem is that when the person starts to take advantage of the situation, Zoe becomes confused and desperate.

She is quite similar to Cordelia, though, when it comes to handling the scene itself.

Zoe will just cling to you to make sure she's in control and to make sure nothing bad happens.

However, things get worse on the way home, when she is silent throughout the ride.

She will probably lose her mind when justifying herself, letting her insecurity speak louder and expressing in an exaggerated way how important she is to her.

This is troubling because Zoe knows it is.

Anyway, when the fight is over, she will need some time to think and then she would probably come to you again, to apologize.

"I didn't want our relationship to be a threat, but I'm really afraid that you'll leave me for someone better."

She would hug you and then apologize if she sounded too possessive.

You would end up in a good mood, cuddling and thinking of a way to improve your relationship without jealousy that would be harmful to both of you.

Madison Montgomery

If you thought Fiona was the drama queen, wait until you see Madison.

She just can't control herself.

She doesn't want to control herself.

Every time someone comes close to you, she pulls you close to her very willingly and gives that typical killer look to whoever is looking at you two.

Madison is extremely possessive, especially when it comes to you.

Sure, she doesn't go around hitting and cussing people out for no reason (even though she can do that), but just staring Madison Montgomery intimidates a lot of people.

"How many times do I have to tell you that you're mine and nobody else's, (Y\N)?"

She'll find a stupid excuse to fight with you.

And then she'll drag herself out, pouting and apologizing, confessing how horrible she is as a person.

Or she will probably ask you for kisses to fix the situation.

There's make-up sex, but Madison isn't urgent and aggressive, not that part. She just wants to make love to you so you know no one else would top hers.

Misty Day

Misty is oddly bipolar with her jealousy of you.

Some hours, she may seem too possessive and feel the urge to punch someone because she thinks she's too inadequate for you.

But in the others, she handles it generally well, and just gets a little grumpy.

Considering that years of seclusion in the swamp have prevented her from feeling anything serious about anyone, being jealous is a very unusual and weird thing for Misty.

She doesn't know how to handle it well at first, but she learns to control herself. And she doesn't want to hurt anyone, most of all, especially you.

So most of the time, Misty will just slowly walk over, hug you and let you rest on her chest as she kisses your head and turns to the other person with a sweet little smile.

"Excuse me, the conversation must be great, but they already have a girlfriend, I'm sorry."

On the way home, she would insist on being isolated in her corner for a few seconds, and it would take a considerable amount of time to admit that she is genuinely jealous of you.

But overall, having Misty jealous is just as adorable as having her around.

Nan

Nan is not that over the top when it comes to being jealous of you.

I mean, except for the fact that she can control people's minds - and easily can control hers as well - she doesn't show overly jealousy, and maybe isn't even overly jealous.

She knows that you would never betray her like that, nor would you exchange her for anyone without a reason behind it.

But, of course, Nan has her moments of extreme caution.

She first assesses the person, reads their mind to be on the safe side, just to know how to approach them without scaring you off.

If it's someone who is clearly just someone close and significant to you, she'll let it go, take your hand and gently lead you away, apologizing later.

But if she catches some ulterior motive, oh, then that person is probably screwed for life.

"Oh, sorry, I read your mind, I feel something is wrong and I want to secure my territory. (Y\N) is mine and mine alone."

Nan doesn't like to fight with you, and when you have alone time, she just wants to make sure you're comfortable with her and that your relationship is going well.

The two of you cuddling after discussing the relationship and making a decision about Nan's adorable bouts of jealousy.

Queenie

Get ready for the jealous queen.

Honestly, I feel sorry for the person who decided to test Queenie's patience, especially when it comes to you.

She hates to think about the possibility that you would replace her, but it's impossible not to when everyone else has already replaced her.

Queenie is not at all afraid to approach the person and you when they are jealous.

And she'll hug you and kiss you real quick just so the person on the other end understands that you already belong to someone else.

I don't even need to go into detail about her being a voodoo witch, do I?

Of course, Queenie's case isn't as severe as Marie's, but there would definitely be a thought about creating a doll of the person.

Although Queenie knows the limits of voodoo and knows that it would be cruel if you knew she was hurting someone out of jealousy, so she won't even bring it up and will promise to forget about it quickly.

LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS of curses. Every one she knows.

"Listen here, pervert, they already have someone, okay? Get the fuck out!"

You wouldn't fight, even though she always ends the day with a hot head.

She just wants you to know that you're important to her, and that nothing and no one in the world could ever break the bond you have.

Myrtle Snow

Myrtle knows how to deal with feelings, but she's not ready to be jealous of someone.

That's why she is confused about this, about her behavior when she notices that you seem quite happy in the company of someone other than her.

Since Myrtle doesn't control her impulses, she will probably approach you and make up an excuse for you to pull away from the other person, without using excuses or justifying yourself, just getting you out of the way.

No, she would never commit any atrocity with the person who was chatting with you. Myrtle Snow promised that she would change that part of her behavior for you and she will keep it until the end.

"I don't understand, (Y\N), I felt strange… seeing you with them…"

"That's jealousy, Myrtle dear", you'd say, laughing and finding that very cute.

Myrtle would certainly ask Cordelia for advice after the first scene of jealousy, for fear that she was feeling something really wrong, or even to cope better without running the risk of pushing you away.

Anyway, as long as she doesn't lose you, Myrtle doesn't mind feeling weird…

Mallory

Mallory wouldn't handle jealousy, that's the answer.

She would feel too awkward to set boundaries with you, and anyway, she would feel awkward approaching someone out of the blue.

But even if she insists on not hurting you, that feeling that something is wrong would haunt her forever. And that's one thing Mallory would never admit.

Then she would be content to approach you very slowly, putting a hand on your shoulder or wrapping your hips around. And look the person on the other end of the conversation straight in the eye.

"Don't you think you've talked enough?"

She won't say it in a possessive way, but she will turn extremely red when she's done, pulling you back and taking you back to where she was before.

The conversation would be calm and sincere, and Mallory would express that she loves you very much and that she just couldn't bear to lose you.

But she knows you love each other too much - and she loves you enough - to just take care of you like no one else ever would.

Marie Laveau

I just wanted to say that anyone who decides to make Marie Laveau jealous is pretty crazy.

She LITERALLY is the Voodoo Queen, what did you expect?

Years of experience to be sure how to handle such a situation.

Marie won't let it go and will immediately talk to the person who is showing ulterior motives towards you (and believe me, she knows very well when a person is or isn't…) "They already have someone, and that someone isn't you, so get the fuck out."

She wouldn't dare call you names or fight you out of jealousy (definitely Marie is someone who thinks it's cheesy to fight out of jealousy and make a scene)

A LOT of make-up sex.

She loves to tease and tease you during sex after a jealous scene like that.

Marie loves to get you flustered, she thinks it's cute and she's even more in love with you when she's done teasing.

No, no chance of having a person's voodoo spread in Marie's quarters.

Or, at least, not that you ever found out about it…

Kyle Spencer

Kyle is usually not jealous.

But it's because he learned that the rare times he did show it, things got highly self-defeating.

He doesn't want to scare you, so now he just walks up to you, pulls you into his strong arms as he looks you up and down, then kisses you on the nose and pulls you out of the way.

He's secretly ashamed that he can't get the words out anymore, which is why he's always quiet when it comes to a scene like this.

Back in the day, before the accident and death, he was out of control and things almost always ended in a beating, and he doesn't want to be that way anymore, not after meeting you.

"(Y\N). Not. Comfortable."

He would whisper to you as he tried to explain to you what happened, and as he watched to see if you were okay.

When you were alone, he would cuddle with you and pet you, just to make sure you weren't mad that he pulled you out of a conversation where you seemed happy.

[faerie-rosethorn]

anyways i just realized that i have a trio of ocs who would work perfectly as coli trainers bc their whole thing is that they were forced to fight in a colosseum

so i scryed them up & dressed them

i think im obsessed with them now (ltr Cleo, Maxwell, Mallory)