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#i love misty
sawyerconfort · 11 months
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songbird | misty day x reader
 Well, here I am, writing and opening the imagines for American Horror Story: Coven over here.
I was dying to write something to post here again and this one came to mind because firstly I love Misty and she deserves all the love in this world and secondly because I love this song, I love Fleetwood Mac and I love Christine McVie forever.
I hope you like it anyway.
There are open requests and a list of prompts if you want, just click here!
Enjoy!
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Prompt: You go through the same problem as your older brother: the fact that you fell in love with a witch. But Misty is different, and will show you that love is not wrong, even with tragic fates awaiting you.
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Fate couldn't be crueler to you.
It was hard to look at her and know that the two of you would possibly have little time to enjoy each other's company, or that you would have to kill her soon, or that it would hurt her. And mostly it was even harder to admit to yourself that you loved her and that you didn't want to lose her.
It hurt to look at Misty and know you would have to do this. You would have to end it without asking permission or changing the fate of the thing. Either way, she'd come back to life, and you'd need to stay far enough away that you never cross paths with her again, avoiding the guilt and pain that would come later.
It was an easier task for Hank, that was for sure. Your brother was the husband of a witch - Cordelia Goode, the daughter of the Supreme - and he seemed to be fine with the fact that one day he would have to watch her bleed. But he was older, had more experience, and had stronger blood than you.
Every night, you found yourself dreaming of the ultimate moment. You'd barely close your eyes and wake up sweating with flashes of a dagger being plunged into Misty's chest, or a silver bullet going through her chest. And she woke up when she saw you having nightmares, and you had to hide your discomfort, leave the cabin in the swamp and drink water far away so as not to prolong the conversation.
That would kill you first then her.
And the worst part is that your girlfriend didn't suspect anything.
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There you were, training, devising new strategies so you wouldn't have to suffer in completing your mission, internally fighting your desire to end it all and the desire to burst into tears, knowing your father would never forgive you for it.
“Hey, cutie...”
You heard Misty's voice and, in fright, you hit one of the professional darts in the target, causing a hole bigger than it should have been. You turned to her and gulped as your dream passed like a gust of wind in front of you and brought the painful sight of her clutching her chest to her eyes.
“Are you all right? You're a little pale... Haven't you had your morning sun today, my love?”, she asked, showing the concern that took over when she was near you, and that left your heart completely melted.
“I'm fine,” you insisted. “What do you need, Misty?”
Cover-up. Don't feel. She can't guess. Her powers aren't that great yet.
“Oh yes, I came because… I found something out there and I wanted you to explain it to me,” she said, taking you by surprise. In her hand was a dagger, your dagger, and you swallowed harder. “You haven't been killing animals to eat the meat, have you? You know I don't like that..."
"No, I..."
You realized that your vision was getting blurred, that you were about to pass out and you sat down - or rather threw yourself - on the ground. Misty knelt next, those eyes you loved that were north of you staring at you with all the love in the world.
“You can trust me, (Y\NN), I swear, I won't judge you,” she whispered.
"I'm... I..."
“You're one of them, right? One of the hunters that occasionally shows up here to kill witches and the others...”, she replied, her voice low, deciphering everything. “Yeah, I knew it. From the beginning, I was just waiting for you to tell me.”
You looked at her in disbelief and her eyes lit up because she was smiling and you were crying. Misty didn't seem mad or disappointed in you at all. You couldn't decipher what that look and that smile meant.
"Did you knew? How did you knew?"
“Your dreams,” she said. "You didn't know it, but you talk in your sleep, and without meaning to, I end up hearing you calling my name and begging me to forgive you, or screaming... It's not on purpose, I swear, it's just... inevitable."
You were speechless. Looking at your girlfriend and getting that beautiful, generous look in return, you'd wonder how you managed to get so lucky. There was nothing that could change the fact that you loved Misty one way or another, not even your family.
“But hey, can you listen to me for a minute, honey?” she continued whispering, sitting down next to you and using her hand to hold yours. “It's okay, you don't have to feel guilty about this, okay?”
You did not answer. You couldn't find the words to say.
“I suppose the size of your pain, I imagine how difficult it must have been for you to deal with all of this, I can understand, even though I don't feel it. But you must know that nothing, nothing, and no one in this world will be able to change what I feel for you. The love, the care, the affection, the desire I feel for you...”, she smiled. “And you know, deep inside you, that you don't want to do that. And that you won't do it.”
She slowly ran her fingers through yours and smiled sadly.
“I love you, (Y\NN), and I just need you to know that, no matter what happens between us,” she kept saying. “I promise with all my heart that I will make an effort and I will do my best to be by your side and help you get through this whole idea. You are not a failure just for having feelings and not being able to do what your family does, you know that, right?”
You looked at her. “Misty...”
“I promise, with all my heart, my love. I promise that starting with today, you won't have to go through this anymore if you don't want to. And it won't be wrong, ever, because I'll be here by your side, and I'll love you until the last beat of my heart. If need be, I'll give you the world, to make up for the weight of all this burden. But you're not alone and you never will be, do you hear me?"
She brought your faces close and kissed you tenderly, brushing a strand of hair from your face and cupping your cheek reflexively, resting her hand there.
“I forgive you, my love. I forgive you because you are different from them”, she whispered. “You would never hurt me, I know that. And I won't let anyone hurt you either, not even me. You deserve all the love in the world, all the support, and all the validation, and I'm here to give you that and more.”
You smiled and kissed her once more, sniffling. Misty wiped away some of your tears and smiled the same smile as always, biting her lip and squeezing the hand that was still holding yours.
“Thank you, Misty. I promise I won't try anything against you. I promise from the heart.”
She laughed. “Okay, okay, cutie, I believe you, is that okay?”, you nodded and kissed her again. As you pulled away, Misty looked at you and away. “But now, please let me get rid of that awful pallor of yours, babe. Let's get some morning sun and take the opportunity to visit my garden halfway through. We have some beauties to water and ressurrect.”
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akkpipitphattana · 11 months
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sometimes homophobia isn’t bad! sometimes it’s a suicide prevention tactic
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boinurmom13 · 1 year
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hey guys nervous for sn event tomorrow so take some art of my ocs
featured: bo, misty, and amelia
misty is bos like, first “father figure.” hes a divorced scientist whos entire oersonality is “fuck yeah science fuck no i miss my wife”
basically a lunatic
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Bo: Are you sure? I might break the drone…
Misty: Cant do as much damage as my ex wife, promise.
a picture of misty with his full name, “misty wolfe”
Misty: i miss my wife, bo
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Misty: Proud of you, champ.
~Champ~
Misty and Amelia, supporting bo at a school event: THATS MY SON!!
Misty: …
Amelia: …
(they didnt know abt each other until then)
“Dad/son relationshio”
Bo, putting a blanket over misty, whos sleeping: Night, doc.
fun trivia:
misty was my first ever oc. he started out as an edgelord undertale oc (also a furry dog who was a woman). eventually, over time, he became more of a father-esque figure. how far hes come
he has two children and only sees them during the holidays
his wife cheated on him.
probably looking to become an overlord of ai.
his wife cheated on him with bos bio dad (he doesnt know, and this was before bos birth)
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happyheidi · 9 months
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𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗍
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hattersarts · 1 year
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everyone watch yellowjackets season 2 comes out march 26th
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aeirithgainsborough · 11 months
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“But those girls were special. They were... They were champions.” YELLOWJACKETS: season 1 & season 2
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nataliesscatorccio · 7 months
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YELLOWJACKETS
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livingdeadgrl666 · 10 months
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look at the spider web on the left
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altho-arto · 3 months
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Suddenly remembered i never posted the comic i made for @larryzine ! The Shadow of the Incident was the first AA fanzine (outside of friends' projects) that i had the opportunity to draw for, and im still proud of my piece even now a year later :) the zine is free and you can get it here btw
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wistfulwatcher · 11 months
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#just a knight looking to her queen for approval
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lesbiantahani · 1 year
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I know girlie is fighting for her life in the writers room with the walter plotline
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marlokelly · 1 year
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i am like obsessed with the way christina ricci always describes misty with such a finality. “she knows no one’s ever going to like her” and “isn’t capable of being the best version of herself”. and by obsessed i mean it makes me miserable.
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jiyaneru · 11 months
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it was cool nothing fire nothing broke
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artbysarf · 7 months
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Human G5 Ponies!
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yourlocaltoad · 19 days
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messy but uh mity :)
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