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Me after watching the season finale of American Horror Story: Apocalypse.
American Horror Story: Apocalypse, “Apocalypse Then” (S08E10)
Sarah Paulson this whole season of American Horror Story
“Is it possible, you’re the one?”
“I am.”
Michael Langdon in American Horror Story: Apocalypse ‘Sojourn’
Ten times Raulson nearly killed us. 😍😘
zoe, stroking madison hair: you’re so tiny and adorable
madison, half asleep: y’know i could kill anyone right now
zoe, looking at her with heart eyes: yeah… i know
AMERICAN HORROR STORY
Cordelia Goode - Supreme
"You can't be your best self until you find your tribe."
- Misty Day.
Ten times Raulson nearly killed us. 😍😘
If looks could kill...
*Not my photo, found on web
Mr. Gallant I miss you everyday. You would’ve streamed Brat so hard.
No Choice (Michael Langdon X OFC) Pt. 1
Repost from my old blog. Thankfully I had them posted on my AO3 account. Which if any of you are interested its evanthomashollandhiddleston. And here's a link to the series over there: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26051317/chapters/63355576
It was time. I knew of my purpose from my conception. It wasn't a normal child. I didn't come into the world by normal means. I wasn't ever a gift from God I was a nightmare from Satan, at least in my mother's eyes. My father however, he loved me more than anything. It didn't matter how many times I accidentally lost my temper and someone paid their ultimate price, he would always be there cheering me on, making sure I was okay, even when I suddenly grew up overnight. I wasn't an adult and I wasn't prepared for it, neither was he, but he was there.
I looked in the mirror. Why these eyes? Why does face? Why light hair? Why am I made to look like this as opposed to all of the other things I could look like? Everything, I could have had and I'm this. I don't think I'm a horrible, but was his son going to feel that way? Right now wasn't the time to critique Satan’s creation. Now it's time to go, leave behind everything I ever knew. Everything I that ever made me feel secure: my father and my home. I was supposed to meet someone that I had never met before and I was expected to be married and be faithful to him when I didn't even know what his face looked like? I was told if I forsake Him and his plan in any way he would strike me down and send a new one. Did I really want this life? I can't do that to my father I couldn't make his life worse than it was. He needed me, always told me he did. How could I go and live in hell and in a way make him as well? I packed my bag. All of the few possessions I owned. It's time to go. I went over to my father.
“I have to go, He is calling me to my destiny.”
‘I know it has darling.” He was always so good to me. Despite the sadness his eyes held, he showed me the sweetest smile. “The Cortez will always be your home, but you must start anew. Never forget to come visit. Never forget how much I love you. Now you must go, meet your future husband. Make the most of what you have, your destiny is written for you, but you are still you.” I hugged him and walked out of the building before I lose the nerve. The taxi driver looked at me odd, as if he knew what I truly was, but I just told them simply where to go. Kineros Robotics, that's where I need to be. He drove me to my destination and refused my payment. Must’ve truly been scared of me. I went to the building and was greeted by a red-headed woman. She just looked like someone who would be a bitch and it didn’t change after she spoke.
“Appointment only. Don't care who you are or what you're here for.”
“I'm here to see somebody, the appointment was a moot point, at least that’s what I was told.” So a little white lie, wouldn’t affect her.
“Well Mr. Pfister and Mr. Nutter are in their lab. I assume you are here.” The way she said it was snippy and condescending. I knew what she was referring to. I, in no way, look like a prostitute. My skirt covered my ass, and my shirt covered everything. I shook my head.
“No, I'm here to see Mr. Langdon.”
“No appointment, no entry.”
“I'm going in whether or not you say I can. I will get in by any means necessary.” I reached into my bag to grab my knife I always carried with me.
“Alright fine go in quickly before I make you leave.” I did so and spent the next few minutes of wandering aimlessly. I found the lab, I knew even if Michael wasn't there, there would be another human being there that could show me where to go, I went in and 2 of the most desperate looking men, if you can really call them men, with the worst haircuts I've ever seen were snorting lines of coke. I made myself known.
“Who are you and why are you here?” the strawberry blond asked me.
“I’m here for Langdon.” I replied. They looked at each other as if surprised.
“Why? You a whore he paid for?”
“No. I’m here because his Father sent me. I’m here for a very important mission. Don’t you ever fucking call me a whore again.” They looked at each other and pointed to the office door. I went over and knocked. After a few moments I went inside. I found him sitting in his chair. He spun the chair around to face me.
“About time you showed up.”
“Well what a way to greet your future wife,” I stated.
“He didn’t do too bad in creating you. Tell me, if we both are born of Satan, aren’t we really siblings?’
“I don’t question your Father. We are not siblings, thankfully. This is awkward enough as it is. My father is Malthus, your father’s right hand man.”
“See Father never told me that. How do you know that if I don’t?”
“I can talk to my father, and you to yours. Satan speaks to me through Malthus. Besides, we both know I’m supposed to be your wife. I don’t get a choice, and I don’t know if you do or not. I’m am not a first choice, I do understand that.” He shook his head slightly.
“No. Given how he normally acts, you are a thousand times better than what I was expecting.”
“Alright, well I guess thanks for the compliment. Do you know why now was the time to send me up here?” He shook his head.
“I don’t and I honestly have no idea what we do from here. I’ve been given no instruction other than to impregnate you, but when was never in them.”
“So what do I do? I mean, why did I have to leave my old life now and not a few days before the apocalypse?” He shrugged.
“I suppose you can stay here. I have an important meeting with the cooperative in a few minutes. Why don’t you go out and supervise the idiots out in the lab.”
“Alright, well no one expects much of me other than to carry your heir so, alright.”
“I’m sorry, but you are not to know the details of the apocalypse.”
“I’m aware that I’m basically a fucktoy for you, so I’ll go.” I walked out and sat across from the bowl-cut losers.
“So who are you exactly?” The brunette asked.
“Michael’s wife.”
“He’s married? He looks like 20.”
“His appearance and age don’t matter. Satan sent me for him.”
“That doesn’t explain why you’re here now.”
“He told me too. I don’t get a choice in any of this. He sent my father, to use a vessel to impregnate my mother to have me. My mother left as soon as I was born. My father, raised me to know of my purpose. He wanted me to be somewhat prepared. I am to bear his child and if I am incapable of that, another will be sent for him. Otherwise we are to only lie with each other. No one else.”
“You’re just supposed to be here for when he needs to fuck?”
“For his child yes. I will care about him, but for now it’s as if we’re acquaintances.”
“What do we call you?”
“Call me Ash. You guys?”
“I’m Jeff and this is Mutt.”
“Alright. I’m in charge of supervising you so don’t fuck up and do what you’re supposed to and everything will be fine. I know quite a bit about robotics and shit, so if you need help with anything ask.” I smiled and walked over and laid down on the couch. This was going to be so exciting.