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how could anybody have you and lose you (and not lose their minds, too) by iknowthe_end
Fandoms: American Horror Story, American Horror Story: Coven, American Horror Story: Apocalypse
13 Dec 2021
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The first moments back in the mortal realm were all so warm for Misty Day. The white hot light of day shining off bronzed floorboards, reflected in honey-blonde hair and spilling over chestnut eyes as another sort of warmth came over her. Her 'Miss Cordelia' finally taking the girl’s taller form into her arms.
But now she was alone, and suddenly Misty couldn’t shake the cold that seemed to inhabit her bones, like rot settling deep in the pit of her stomach. -
Fritillaries by iknowthe_end
Fandoms: American Horror Story, American Horror Story: Coven, American Horror Story: Apocalypse
18 May 2021
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“Mist… please tell me you’re joking”
“Sounds like some sorta exotic animal or somethin’” She sighed to herself.
“Misty Goode-Day. Are you telling me in all 27 years of your life, you have never heard of a lasagne?”
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Robin is going to graduate a legend. She's made up her mind. More than that, she's going to do it by treating the good people of Boston to the BU marching band. At the public library. For their annual stunt. Legacy: secured.
Nancy has been working at the library since her freshman year, and her one true responsibility is making sure other college students follow the rules. Robin, clearly, needs some one-on-one time to figure out the most basic: be quiet, do not disturb the peace.
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19 Feb 2026
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Finally, she’s able to get the number in right. The ring is sharp against her ear. Pick the fuck up, she thinks, and someone must be listening, because the ringing stops.
“All right, Harrington, what’s on this week’s nightmare menu? And don’t tell me the one about drowning in your pool again, man, we all know that’s rich kid—”
“It’s Nancy.”
A long pause, then a laugh. “Wheeler? To what do I owe this late-night honor?”
“I, um.” Nancy’s tongue feels stuck to the inside of her mouth, like bare skin on upholstery. “I was wondering if you’ve got a couch I can crash on?”
Nancy finds herself in Olympia, Washington on the eve of the Riot Grrrl movement.
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