#yandere tate langdon x reader

[yandereunsolved]

tw(s): yandere themes, reference to sa, murder, mention of possible suicide

yandere Tate Langdon who first saw you when you moved in with your family. He was sitting outside listening to Hayden rant about Ben for the umpteenth time. It was like that hole that had been ripped in his soul by Violet was repaired. No, you seemed so different from her. Violet's heart called out to him but your soul screams for his loving caress.

yandere Tate Langdon who is immediately blocked by Violet and her mother when he tries to see you better. Both are insistent that he stays away from you. They bother threaten him but he's only half listening. He's standing on his tiptoes looking through his your our window. He practically has hearts in his eyes.

yandere Tate Langdon who is consistently cockblocked by Violet's family and Moira. Violet immediately introduced you to the fact that ghosts are in this house. Violet warns you that Tate is crazy and not to be trusted.

yandere Tate Langdon who attacks Violet and drags her down to the basement so he can spend time with you.

yandere Tate Langdon who manipulates you into thinking Violet is lying. He says that the mass murder part is true, but not the murdering of the gay couple and the sexual assault of Viven. He cries his heart out to you. He begs and speaks of his mommy issues. He pulls out all of his manipulation tactics.

yandere Tate Langdon who infantilizes himself around you to make himself seem more innocent. He is more vulnerable and soft.

yandere Tate Langdon who asks your opinion on everything. If you like it, he likes you. You hate it, he hates it. He begs you to like his things. He begs for your validation and praise. He craves it more than anything else in the world.

yandere Tate Langdon who always goes through your stuff without your permission. He always puts it back and has a fit if you catch him. He cries and begs for you to forgive him. He then cuddles into you and peppers you with kisses telling you how much he loves you.

yandere Tate Langdon who takes your stuff sometimes, a lot of the time, for private use later.

yandere Tate Langdon who has a private journal of his murder and sexual fantasies. He writes down everything he knows about you. He writes down sappy little love poems that he slips into your pocket(s).

yandere Tate Langdon who has made a hit list of everyone you dislike. As well as people near you that he doesn't like. He's written in his private journal about the ways he is going to kill your family and get rid of their bodies— just incase. He doesn't want their spirits staying in this house and interrupting your precious time together.

yandere Tate Langdon who asks you to rent books from the library. He asks a lot of different genres. He begins to get more specific with spell books and literature about witchcraft.

yandere Tate Langdon who plans on getting rid of the rest of the spirits with spells. He adds it to his journal for later use.

yandere Tate Langdon who watches you even when you don't know. When you are sleeping, showering, studying, changing, anything.

yandere Tate Langdon who respects boundaries only when they are convenient for him. He is always pushing your boundaries gently. He frames it as 'getting you out of your comfort zone'. If you get too upset or confront him he gets violent. He throws a temper tantrum and disappears for perhaps weeks. You think he has disappeared but he is just watching from the shadows.

yandere Tate Langdon who makes you so dependent on him that you'll believe anything that comes out of his mouth.

yandere Tate Langdon who will starve you of his attention and presence if you get mad or even just look at him the wrong way. He says that he is just establishing his boundaries and cooling off. What he's really doing is making you suffer.

yandere Tate Langdon who feels bad in some way. He doesn't want to manipulate you and be toxic but he has to! You'll get in danger and could even die without his guidance! He would rather get broken up with Violet for all eternity as opposed to losing you at the hands of the world.

yandere Tate Langdon who spends all his time with you. Or waiting for you to come back from where ever. Or hiding in his invisible ghost mode when your family is around.

yandere Tate Langdon who wants nothing more than to stake his claim on you. He wants your family to hear every noise fall past your lips because of him. He wants you to make him whimper and make him squirm. He wants your family to think you have some secret boyfriend. Where did those hickeys come from? Tate gave them to you when you were sleeping... he couldn't help himself. You just looked so warm and inviting. He didn't mean it at first. He just started kissing your skin and he got a little aggressive, okay?

yandere Tate Langdon who doesn't want you to ever leave the house. He hangs off of you and loves on you until you don't leave. If you have school/friends/work/alone time... nooooooooooooooo. He pouts and sulks when you aren't there. He lays on your bed and cries sometimes. He plots murder. He draws little drawings for you. He harasses your family— harasses your family?

yandere Tate Langdon who harasses your family and mentally tortures them. He uses the other ghosts to do. He'll purposefully cause arguments in your family. Put things where they don't belong. Make it seem like someone is cheating on someone else. Maybe your family member is just having a shitty day... Tate is gonna make it the shittiest day they have ever had.

yandere Tate Langdon who gets taught about the intricacies of technology by you. He hacks into your electronic and looks at your search history. By hacks I mean learns your password. He accidentally got a virus on your computer once. Any social media you have is immediately monitored by Tate. He creates his own account and boosts every one of your comment. Wants to commit another mass murder whenever someone gives you a negative comment.

yandere Tate Langdon who crawls into your lap at night.

yandere Tate Langdon who tells you his deepest and darkest secrets. Besides the entire stalking, manipulating, and murder fantasy stuff.

yandere Tate Langdon who has very special things planned for your first Halloween with him. A romantic picnic on the beach at night. A bubble bath with rose petals afterwards. Laying in your bed and listening to Niravna. Your enemies disappearing. Violet, Vivien, and Ben suddenly disappearing. Thanks magic! Now there are fewer obstacles in the way of your eternal and ever lasting love.

yandere Tate Langdon who helps your low mental health and constantly praises you. He love bombs you so very much.

yandere Tate Langdon who plans on having you commit suicide after the rest of the ghosts are gone, and your family. He'll convince you and won't let you leave the house until you do.

yandere Tate Langdon who is wrapped around your finger so tight. All he does is for you. You could even manipulate him if you are skilled enough— be careful though. He's an unstable mass murder with mommy issues.

yandere Tate Langdon who is ready to burn down the world for you.

[pinkposies]

Heyy! Please send requests :)

Send Love Letters

What I will write:

Smut Fluff Angst Polyamorous Reader inserts Headcanons Crossovers

This I will not write:

↳ rape, necrophilia, incest/stepcest , age play/regression, innocence kinks/pedophilia, (pee/vom!t/scat), anything with animals!

Shows

The Vampire Diaries/The Originals, True Blood, Supernatural, The Walking Dead, Supernatural, Stranger Things, Lab Rats, Euphoria, Teen Titans, Cobra Kai, Teen Wolf, That 70s show, Amerian Horror Story, The Umbrella Academy, Steven Universe, Miraculous Ladybug,

Movies

Twilight, Jennifer's Body, MCU, Harry Potter, Scream Franchise, Heathers, Descendants, Halloween, Chucky, House of Wax, American Psycho, Lost Boys, Ginger Snaps, Carrie, Interview with a Vampire, Challengers, and IT

Animes

Tokyo Revengers, Diabolik Lovers, Saiki K, JJK, MHA, AOT, Death Note, Kakeguri, Hunter x Hunter, Ouran High School, Vampire Knight, Tokyo Ghoul, Servamp, Blood Lad, Hellsing and more that I can’t think of the name

Games

The Last of Us, The Walking Dead Game, The Quarry, and Resident of Evil Games

Bands

Motley Cure and Guns and Roses

[possessive-penholder]

Yandere!Tate Langdon x Transmale!Reader

💀He's a very clingy guy 💀super clingy 💀gets jealous when you have friends over 💀anyone flirting with you he would mess with them 💀he wouldn't kill them because that means they would be stuck in the house 💀but everytime they come over he can and will scare them until they don't wanna come back 💀 " they were never a good friend anyway " 💀 seems like the type to take random stuff of yours you really wouldn't miss 💀ADORES the smell of your cologne/perfume 💀steals any item of clothing with the smell on it 💀 would keep an eye on you while you slept 💀watches while you sleep, occasionally playing with your hair or caressing your cheek 💀he watches you leave for work/school and stays at the window, waiting for you to come back

[xokaus]

wips??

let’s not talk about how half of these have been in my drafts for months . . . i have a problem. mentally. ima let you know what status they at too so y’all can really vote.

haven’t started. almost done.

not even a quarter way. haven’t started.

quarter way. part one. only have to write the smut.

haven’t started. done, but it’s complicated.

i might have to add a couple more warnings as i write most of them but i tried my best to write general ones that i know will be in there.

─────────────────────────

masterlist﹕☆﹕if you steal my ideas or headers, i will fucking find you.

anyone wanna be tagged??

[fbfh]

Tw for yandere behavior, but it's Tate so what do you expect

Ugh. Tate. Thinking about him again. Specifically thinking about a song fic to one of those crazy girls by Paramore. It's 1994 and he's completely obsessed with you. You're the only person at school who's really gone out of your way to be nice to him (or at least he thinks so. I am convinced it's a goob situation and in a better timeline the 5 kids that showed up on Halloween and him would have a breakfast club style friend group.) You're not sure how he got your number, but he keeps calling and hanging up just to hear your voice on the recording. Once he starts leaving voicemails he doesn't stop. You have dozens more voicemails every time you check, and they're all from him. You give up listening to them, if you tried you'd be there all day. While you're out with your friends, he shows up, breaking into your room. He's in heaven. He's really in heaven as he stands there, flipping through your journals and looking through your closet, smelling your clothes until he feels totally high off your scent. He might take one or two things as keepsakes, mementos from the first time he's been in here, but certainly not the last. Because this day, standing in your room, in your room, is probably the best day he's ever experienced. He's determined to be the best boyfriend, the most loyal and devoted, fully ready to protect you and fuck up anyone who upsets you. He’s going to be the best boyfriend you've ever had, you just don't know it yet.

[evanpeterswhoresblog]

so, i was thinking about tate fitting into the yandere trope (more than he already does lol) and being extremely obsessed with reader and when he decides to tell her about his feelings she tells him she's already in love with someone else. tate doesn't accept that, cause if he cant have her, nobody else cant

oh, i had fun with this one. hope you like it :)

~~~

His Obsession

Tate Langdon x f!reader

warnings: murder, torture, hints of smut, hints of suicide, stalking, very bad obsession (as the title says lol), abusive relationship, manipulation, idk what else

summary: since the moment he saw you moving in, tate knew you were going to be his. no matter what.

word count: 2.5k

~~~

Tate watches as you flip through the pages of your magazine. You’re lying on your bed, music blasting in your ears. Even if he was visible to you, he doubts you’d even know he’s there. You’re too busy looking at pictures of clothes and celebrities. You hum along to the song playing, your voice soft like velvet. What once made his invisible heart race now makes him sick. He feels a tear roll down his cheek as he watches you. How can you be so content? How?

He’s been watching you for months, half of it without your knowledge. He knew the second he saw you moving in with your family he needed to have you. He remembers watching you unpack boxes, making what used to be his room now yours. Within the first week of you being there, he warned every other ghost in the house to stay away. You are his, only his.

The first time he revealed himself to you, he pretended to be the boy next door. He remembers the look on your face as if it were yesterday. You stared at him with a look that made him almost feel as though he were alive again. It was like heaven. You let him hang out with you in your room, the connection between the two of you forming immediately. He remembers how easily you opened up to him, and how within only a week you wanted to be his friend. It went just as he planned.

On Halloween he took you out to the beach, it was the best night of his life. He often thinks back to how that night went. The sound of the waves crashing on the shore as you opened your legs for him for the first time. You were so willing, it almost made him angry. But he knew it must’ve been hard to resist him for that month before Halloween, so he gave you a pass on it.

He remembers everything about that night. The way you told him he was the sweetest boy you’ve ever met, the way you looked at him as though he was the only boy in the world. Even though he was the one who kissed you, you didn’t object for one second. In fact, you were the one who laid back on the towel and started to slide your pants off. He remembers how gentle he was with you, how he almost let it slip that he was in love with you. The way you made him feel that night was a feeling he never felt before in life or death. You were so warm, so tight. He could barely contain himself. It was everything he had dreamed of and more.

After that night, his obsession only grew. Suddenly, almost every time the two of you saw each other, you had sex. He thought you were in love with him too, so he let it happen. At least, that’s what he tells himself. Each time you came on to him, he felt like he was floating. You wanted him. You wanted him to do things to you that were special, that made two people as close as they could be. It felt like an honor.

“Oh Tate,” you’d moan. “You’re perfect.”

He would look at you, no matter what position, and think about how lucky he was to be with you. You were the girl of his dreams, his obsessions. He loved you more than anyone. If he could, he would die for you, he would kill for you. Both without a second thought. Even now, he still would.

Right now, he wipes the tear that fell down his cheek and reveals himself. He walks over to you, tapping you lightly. You flinch, but once you realize it’s him you smile and take off your headphones, patting the spot next to you on the bed for him to lay.

“Have you been here long?” You ask.

Tate shakes his head and gets onto your bed. “No, not really.”

“Oh, that’s good. All I’ve done today is be lazy. I actually thought about calling you but then my mom gave me this to read,” you say. You turn your head and he watches as you really look at his face. “Were you crying?”

“No, just allergies,” he lies.

“Are you sure?”

He nods. “I uh just came here to talk about what you said last time we saw each other.”

“Yeah...” you say, your smile disappearing. “I’m really sorry for that, I just thought you should know about him.”

“Who is he?” Tate asks. He doesn’t know whether he wants to cry or kill somebody. Perhaps he wants both.

“Just a guy from one of my classes. I don’t really know how it happened, we just clicked. Don’t think this means I don’t want to stop talking though Tate, of course I still want to see you. I just think we should strictly only be friends, nothing like what we were doing,” you answer.

Tate scoffs. “What we were? I thought we were in love, I thought you were my girlfriend. You told me you loved me.”

“And I do love you Tate, just not in the way you love me. You’re like my best friend, of course I have love for you,” you reply, only making the anger build inside him.

“You don’t hook up with your best friend,” he says. He stands up, his anger taking control. He runs his hands through his hair, he needs to calm down. “You told me you needed me. You told me I was your perfect boy. How is that friendly?”

You sit up, looking ashamed. “I don’t know. Maybe I thought I was in love with you but then I met Jake.”

Tate takes a deep breath before climbing back on the bed and taking your hands in his. You look him in the eye, guilt all over your face. He can’t help but want to kiss you. He wants all of this to be some sick joke, he wants you to take it back. How could you have him convinced the two of you were in love for months then one day say that’s never what it was? How could a person do that? More specifically though, how could you do that to him?

“I’m sorry Tate,” you mumble. “I never wanted to hurt you.”

“So, take it back y/n, forget about this guy and stay with me. I want you to be mine, forever, I can’t ever just be your friend,” he replies.

You shake your head, tears forming in your eyes. “That can’t happen, it would never work out.”

“Yes, it would. Y/n, I will never let anyone, or anything hurt you, I’ll love you till the end of time I swear,” he argues. He lifts one of his hands and gently wipes a tear from your face. “Please.”

“Tate...” you whisper.

He doesn’t think before leaning in and pressing his lips to yours. He needs this, even if it’s the last time it ever happens. It’s no surprise that you don’t push him away, he knows you can’t help yourself either. Your lips move slowly against his. Both of you are crying now, your tears mix. But after only a few minutes he pulls away.

“You want me too, you know you do deep down,” he mumbles.

“It wouldn’t work, we’re not a good fit.”

“Your mind has been poisoned by that other guy; did you tell him about me?”

You nod.

“He just wants to turn you against me, he’s jealous of what we have,” Tate whispers.

His eyes are soft, tears still streaming down his face. He almost lets out a sob when you reach out and touch his face. Your sweet hands could never hurt a fly. He wraps his arms around you and pulls your body against his in a hug. It’s comforting, he loves how warm you are. He can hear your heart beat, it’s beautiful. He lies the two of you back down on the bed, his head resting on your chest.

“I can’t keep fighting without you,” he says.

“I know,” you reply. You move your fingers through his blond curls, he feels at peace.

“You make the bad thoughts go away, you make me feel normal,” he continues in a soft tone. “If you leave me, I don’t know what I’ll do.”

He looks up at you and sees how hard you’re trying not to cry. It pains him. He moves on top of you, his face hovering over yours. Your eyes are full of so many emotions, Tate can’t read them all. He leans down once again and kisses you. There are so many emotions flowing through the both of you and they all come out in this kiss. But this time, it becomes more than just a kiss.

Soon enough the two of you are doing what you do best, and even though he’s hurt Tate still can’t get enough of it. He slides inside of you gently, just like the first time. You drag your fingernails across his back, your head thrown back. Tate loves the expressions that form on your face, so fucking pretty.

He leans his head down so his lips are right next to your ear and whispers under his breath, “No one will ever make you feel as good as this, never.”

You don’t reply.

~~~

The first day you bring that guy over Tate watches darkly from the shadows. He hears what you say to him, the same things you used to say when the two of you were together. It makes him sick. He thought you changed your mind, but the day after everything went down you went back to your previous choice. You want Jake, not Tate. But he’s not going to let that happen.

When he goes to use the bathroom Tate strikes. He knocks him out with one swift blow to the head and drags his body down the stairs and into the basement. He ties him up in a chair and takes his phone, quickly texting you saying he had to go home early. Tate knows you won’t go down into the basement; it’s always scared you. He’s glad.

The guy, Jake, wakes up after ten minutes. He starts screaming, but his mouth is duct taped shut. He wiggles in the chair, it amuses Tate. He moves so fast the chair almost falls over, that’s when Tate emerges from the shadows. Jake stares at him, his eyes wide.

“I bet you’re wondering why you’re here right now,” Tate starts, Jake tries to rip out of the duct tape. “I can understand wanting her, I want her too. She’s the prettiest, sweetest, most wonderful girl I think either of us will ever know.”

He walks close to Jake, his dark eyes locked on him. “Only one of us can have her though and it’s going to be me. You see, once she starts to realize you aren’t returning her calls anymore, she’s going to be upset, and she’ll run back to me so fast you’ll just be a bad memory.”

Jake squirms in the chair as Tate walks back into the darkness. He returns within seconds though, a bloody stained hammer in his hand. The boy in the chair screams into the duct tape, it almost makes Tate smile. He walks to him again, stopping only a foot away.

“She’s mine, and you’re going to die with that thought in your head.”

With that, Tate starts to smash the hammer into the other boy's head, the sound of his skull cracking like music to his ears. He doesn’t go too hard though, no. He wants him to suffer. He smashes his kneecaps, his elbows, all while the poor boy is still alive. But when he gets too close to being dead Tate stops and drags his body outside, being careful so you won’t see. He throws the boy's body over the fence into Constance's yard, his spirit won’t even be able to reach you.

After he’s done, he cleans himself up and returns into the house, a smirk on his lips. You’re his again, he knows it.

~~~

“Tate, can I ask you something,” you speak.

The two of you are in your bed again, you’re lying on his chest. It’s been a week since he killed your boyfriend, and so far, he thinks he’s gotten away with it. The boy’s face was too mutilated to identify at first sight, and besides that Tate hasn’t heard his identification on the news or from you. He thinks it may be his perfect crime.

“Anything,” he says after a few seconds.

You sit up, covering your chest with the blanket. You look nervous. “Um, I know this may sound crazy but, did you kill Jake?”

“What?” Tate replies. How did you find out?

“That body in Constance’s yard, it was Jake,” you answer.

“Why would you assume it was me? Of course, I didn’t kill him that would be crazy,” he lies, pretending to be offended at your accusation.

“You were the only one who had a problem with him Tate, and you live right near my house. Listen I won’t- I won’t turn you in just tell me the truth,” you explain.

Tate sits up too and looks you in the eye. “Why does it matter? You’re back with me y/n, and since he’s been gone there haven’t been any issues between us. I thought you were happy.”

You scoff and get out of bed. “Tate you killed an innocent boy!”

“So what? We are happier without him; we are happier together. Whether I killed him or not those are the facts.”

“Are you serious?” You ask, a horrified expression on your face. “Did you do this so I would fuck you again?”

“No!” he exclaims, getting out of bed on the other side. “I did it so we could be together, I did it because I love you y/n. I love you way more than that jerk ever could.”

You pull on a t-shirt and underwear before heading toward the door. “This can’t be happening.”

Tate quickly pulls on his boxers and follows you. You’re about to open the door but he slams it shut with his hand. He towers over you from behind. He can see your hands are shaking, you’re afraid of him. He can’t have that.

“I’m not going to hurt you y/n, I would never hurt you,” he says softly.

“You’re a killer.”

“You love me, and deep down you’ve known what I’m capable of.”

You begin to cry. “How could I have been so stupid?”

“You aren’t stupid,” he tries to comfort you. He wraps his arms around your torso in a tight hug.

“Yes, I am, I fell in love with a monster,” you mumble.

Tate holds you close, his lips kissing the top of your head. It’s all coming together, he thinks. He knows you’re going to kill yourself soon, you can’t handle this. Once you’re dead he’ll finally be able to tell you the truth of this house. But by then you won’t be able to get out.

If he can’t have you, no one else will.

~~

a/n:

why did i just realize this can kinda be a prequel to a cruel punishment???

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

✨💫 NAVIGATION 💫✨

About me:

My name is Christina, I'm 20+, and I love Halloween, makeup of all genre, horror movies, 2000s rom-coms, writing, cats...and Taylor Swift more than anything. I'm a creative person at heart and share personality type with Kat Strattford and Wednesday Addams. I've been writing since I read the Twilight books and currently write for Scream, Wednesday, TSITP, Marvel, and more

☆ My taglists form here

☆ My 2024 prompt list is here and you can send requests here at any time

Who I write for:

MCU characters (Peter Parker + Loki Laufeyson) | Masterpost

Teen Wolf (Stiles Stilinski + Derek Hale) | Masterpost

Outer Banks (JJ Maybank + Rafe Cameron) | Masterpost special fandom prompt list

Jess Mariano (Gilmore Girls) | Masterlist

Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon (Daemon Targaryen + Aemond Targaryen + Aegon II Targaryen + Jacaerys Velaryon (NEW) + Cregan Stark (NEW) + Jon Snow) | Masterpost special fandom prompt list

Wednesday (Xavier Thorpe + Ajax Petropolus + Wednesday Addams) | Masterlist

Marcus Baker (Ginny & Georgia) | Masterpost

Scream (Ethan Landry + Chad Meeks Martin + Mindy Meeks Martin + Tara Carpenter + Billy Loomis + Charlie Walker + Amber Freeman) | Masterpost special fandom prompt list

The summer I turned pretty (Conrad Fisher + Jeremiah Fisher) | Masterpost

Tate Langdon (American Horror Story: Murder House) | Masterpost

Young!Coriolanus Snow (Hunger Games) | Masterpost special fandom prompt list ** crossed fandoms/characters are on hold

REQUESTS RULES

I have the ability to deny and delete any requests I don't want to write

If the request is from a list, adding the quote with the number helps me a lot (I have more than one list and it gets confusing for me)

I don’t have a set word count for requests, but I try to keep them between 0.5k - 1k

Do not send me the exact same request you sent to many other writers. If see it, I'll then delete it

Smut is allowed, and welcomed

I WILL NOT WRITE

These NSFW themes — feet fetish, a/b/o, innocent!reader , humiliation/degrading kink, water sport, graphic SA or anything non-con (unless it’s part of a ‘game’)

RPF (real people fiction)

Romanticization of mental health (eating disorders, depression, any type of self harm, etc.)

Anything yandere related

Anything involving someone being sick or periods

Peter x Tony (romantically) or any form of incest (with the exception of GoT and HotD)

Pregnancies / main characters being a parent

male!reader

nb!reader or gn!reader (nothing against it, I just wouldn’t want to write it wrong)

male!reader

black!reader or plus size!reader (nothing against it, I just would want to offend anyone by writing something I don’t know about)

[kittyamore0]

MASTERLIST !

★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ★⋆.

★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ★⋆.

@kittiescrownedsoul━ LOVE THIS HOE!

Status: editing, uncompleted Masterlist for all works

★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔

UNFINISHED SERIES!━

( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡━ Slashers with a GN! S/O who has a low self-esteem, part I:

( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡━Slashers find out their S/O has killed, part I: ( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡━Slashers find out their S/O has killed, part II: ( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡━Slashers find out their S/O has killed, part III:

( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡━Slashers with a S/O who gets their favorite color lingerie, part I:

( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡━Slashers with a vampire S/O, part I: ( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡━ Slasher with a Vampire S/O, part II:

( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡━Genshin men with a nice! Fatui harbinger! GN! S/O:

( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡━ Slashers with a S/O who kills for fame:

( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡━ Knocking at deaths door, Ethan Landry x Reader, part I: ( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡━ Knocking at deaths door, Ethan Landry x Reader, part II:

( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡━ Paper, part II, Scream 4 x child! reader:

★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆.

COMPLETED WORKS!━

(づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡━ "Im sorry. This is all my fault." -- An angst, KIt walker x Fem! Reader:

(づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡━Our first time -- A NSFW, Brahms Heelshire x Fem! Reader one-shot:

(づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡━My dear best friends -- A SFW, Post-death Tate Langdon x Fem! Reader x Post-death Violet Harmon:

(づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡━Yandere! Male! Crush x GN! Reader:

(づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡━Yandere! Elias Del x Babysitter! GN! Reader head canons:

(づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡━Yandere! Secret admirer x GN! Reader:

(づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡━ Scaramouche/Kunikuzushi x Fem! Reader -- NSFW post:

(づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡━ My return, scream 6 x Ghostface! Reader:

(づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡━ My sweet baby, Ethan Landry x fem! Reader, part I: (づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡━ Our sweet baby, Ethan Landry x fem! Reader, part II: (づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡━ Our complete family, Ethan Landry x fem! Reader, part III:

(づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡━ Confessions, Ethan Landry x Fem! Reader:

(づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡━ Opposites attract, Ethan Landry x reader:

(づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡━ His lover - Jill Roberts x GN! Reader

★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ALL SLASHERS!━

૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━Slashers with a GN! S/O who has a low self-esteem, part I: ૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━"Im sorry. This is all my fault." -- An angst, Kit walker x Fem! Reader:

૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━Slashers find out their S/O has killed, part I: ૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━Slashers find out their S/O has killed, part II: ૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━Slashers find out their S/O has killed, part III:

૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━Slashers with a S/O who gets their favorite color lingerie, part I:

૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━Slashers with a Vampire S/O, part I: ૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━Slasher with a Vampire S/O, part II:

૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━Our first time -- A NSFW, Brahms heelshire x Fem! Reader one-shot:

૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━My dear best friends -- A SFW, Post-death Tate Langdon x Fem! Reader x Post-death Violet Harmon:

૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━ Slashers with an S/O who kills for fame:

૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━ My sweet baby, Ethan Landry x fem! Reader, part I: ૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━ Our sweet baby, Ethan Landry x fem! Reader, part II: ૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━ Our complete family, Ethan Landry x fem! Reader, part III:

૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━ Knocking at deaths door, Ethan Landry x Reader, part I: ૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━ Knocking at deaths door, Ethan Landry x Reader, part II:

૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━ My return, scream 6 x Ghostface!Reader:

૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━ Confessions, Ethan Landry x Fem! Reader:

૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━ Opposites attract, Ethan Landry x reader:

૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━ Paper, part II, Scream 4 x child! reader:

૮ ˙Ⱉ˙ ა━ His lover - Jill Roberts x GN! Reader

✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.* SOLO SLASHERS! ✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊

Jason Voorhees

2. Micheal Myers

3. Charles Lee Ray

4. Tiffany Valentine

5. Patrick Bateman

6. Tate langdon

૮ • ﻌ - ა⁩━ My dear bestfriend -- A SFW, Post-death Tate Landon x Fem! Reader x Post-death Violet Harmon:

7. Brahms Heelshire

૮ • ﻌ - ა⁩━Our first time -- A NSFW, Brahms heelshire x Fem! Reader one-shot:

8. James March

9. Stu Macher + Billy Loomis

10. Jennifer Check

11. Billy Lenz

12. Kurt Kunkle

13. Vicent Sinclair

14. Bo Sinclair

15. Lester Sinclair

16. Bubba Sawyer

17. Pennywise

18. Carrie White

19. Hannibal Lector

20. Norman Bates

21. Jill Roberts

૮ • ﻌ - ა⁩━ His lover - Jill Roberts x GN! Reader

22. Amber Freeman

23. Freddy kruger

24. Ethan Landry

૮ • ﻌ - ა⁩━ My sweet baby, Ethan Landry x fem! Reader, part I: ૮ • ﻌ - ა⁩━ Our sweet baby, Ethan Landry x fem! Reader, part II: ૮ • ﻌ - ა⁩━ Our complete family, Ethan Landry x fem! Reader, part III:

૮ • ﻌ - ა⁩━ Knocking at death's door, Ethan Landry x Reader, part I: ૮ • ﻌ - ა⁩━ Knocking at deaths door, Ethan Landry x Reader, part II:

૮ • ﻌ - ა⁩━ Confessions, Ethan Landry x Fem! Reader:

૮ • ﻌ - ა⁩━ Opposites attract, Ethan Landry x reader:

★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ALL AMERICAN HORROR STORY WORKS!━

•ᴗ•━ My dear best friends -- A SFW, Post-death Tate Langdon x Fem! Reader x Post-death Violet Harmon:

•ᴗ•━ "Im sorry. This is all my fault." An angst, Kit walker x Fem! Reader:

★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆ AMERICAN HORROR STORY SEASONS!━

MURDER HOUSE:

Tate Langdon

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚━ My dear best friend -- A SFW, Post-death Tate Langdon x Fem! Reader x Post-death Violet Harmon:

2. Violet Harmon

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚━My dear best friend -- A SFW, Post-death Tate Langdon x Fem! Reader x Post-death Violet Harmon:

3. Debating on if i should put more characters

ASLYUM:

Kit Walker

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚━"Im sorry, this is all my fault." -- An angst, Kit walker x Fem! Reader:

2. Lana Winters

3. Grace Bertand (only if requested or on rare occasions)

COVEN:

Kyle Spencer

2. Zoe Benson

3. Madison Montgomery

4. Cordelia Goode

FREAK SHOW:

Jimmy Darling

CULT:

Kai Anderson

HOTEL:

James March

★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆.

ALL AVATAR CHARACTERS!━

Nothing here, yet.

✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.* SOLO AVATARS! ✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧

Jake Sully

2. Neytiri Sully

3. Neteyam Sully

4. Lo'ak Sully

5. Kiri Sully

6. Tonowari

7. Ronal

8. Tsireya

9. Aonung

★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆.

ALL ALICE IN THE BORDERLAND CHARACTERS!━

Nothing here, yet.

✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧ SOLO AIB CHARACTERS! ✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚

Ryohei Arisu

2. Shuntaro Chishiya

3. Kodai Tatta

4. Dakichi Karube

5. Sunato Banda

6. Hikari Kuina

7. Ann

8. Yuzuha Usagi

9. Mira Kano

★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆.

ALL DISNEY CHARACTERS!━

Nothing here, yet.

✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.* SOLO DINEYS! ✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧✩‧₊

Too many to name.

★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆.

ALL OCS!━

ღ━Yandere! Male! Crush x GN! Reader head canons:

ღ━Yandere! Secret admirer x GN! Reader:

ღ━Yandere! Elias Del x Babysitter! GN! Reader:

✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.* SOLO OCS! ✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧✩‧₊˚ ✧

Elias Del My dear babysitter:

☁︎━ Yandere! Elias Del x Babysitter! GN! Reader head canons:

2. Noah Whitlock Love letters:

☁︎━ Yandere! Secret admirer x GN! Reader:

★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆.

ALL GENSHIN IMPACT CHARACTERS!━

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪━ Genshin men with a nice! fatui harbinger! GN! S/O A SFW head canons of the genshin men:

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪━ Scaramocuhe/Kunikuzushi x FEM! Reader -- NSFW post:

✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧ SOLO CHARACTERS! ✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧₊˚ ✧.*✩‧

Aether

2. Venti

3. Xiao

4. Kaedehara Kazuha

5. Shkanoin Heizou

6. Scaramouche

𓆩𓆪━ Scaramocuhe/Kunikuzushi x FEM! Reader -- NSFW post:

7. Lumine

8. Jean

9. Sucrose

10. Faruzan

11. Albedo

12. Zhongli

13. Arataki Itto

14. Gorou

15. Noelle

16. Ningguang

17. Yun Jin

18. Razor

19. Cyno

20. Lisa

21. Fischl

22. Beidou

23. Keqing

24. Raiden shogun/Raiden Ei

25. Yae miko

26. Kuki Shinobu

27. Baizhu

28. Tighnari

29. Al Haitham

30. Childe/Tartaglia

31. Xingqiu

32. Kamisato Ayato

33. Mona

34. Sanganomiya Kokomi

36. Yelan

37. Diluc

38. Thoma

39. Amber

40. Hu tao

41. Yanfei

42. Xinyan

43. Yoimiya

44. Kaeya

45. Eula

46. Rosaria

47. Ganyu

48. Kamisato Ayaka

49. Shenhe

50. Dottore

51. Pantalone

52. Columbina

53. Arlecchino

★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆.

This program is too tired to continue, and will carry on working when we have recharged its battery. Please, come back when updated. Thank you...!

★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆.

★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆. ࿐࿔★⋆.

[yonniebonnie]

Okay I might actually start writing now, but I think I’ll start off with head cannons for right now because I’m not 100% confident in my writing skills. I know I’m not absolute shit when it comes to writing, but I have noticed that I tend to repeat certain words so I’ll have to work on that 😭

Characters that I might write for:

Peter Maximoff (obviously)

Maybe other characters from the X-men series

Tate Langdon

Luke Cooper (there’s not a lot of fics for him and I’d like to change that 😏)

Jennifer Check

Stu Macher

Charlie Walker

Mickey Altieri

Ethan Landry

Amber Freeman

Jill Roberts

Literally any Ghostface other than Richie, Nancy Loomis, and detective Bailey💀

Also open to writing for other scream characters like Tatum, Dewey, or Sam

Peter Parker (whichever one)

Conner DBH

The Maze Runner characters

Every Wednesday character except for Xavier (sorry, don’t feel comfortable writing for Percy Hynes White 🤷🏾‍♀️)

Stanley Barber (y’all still remember IANOWT?)

And that’s basically it for right now. Also Peter, Tate, and Luke are the only Evan Peters characters I’ll be writing for just for right now because I haven’t finished the other seasons of American Horror Story yet, but maybe in the future I’d probably be interested in writing for characters like Kit Walker or Kyle Spencer. There’s other characters that I wouldn’t mind trying to write for that I haven’t mentioned, but just ask and I’ll give you an answer.

I can write:

Any gendered readers: female readers, gender neutral readers, and male reader

Nsfw: don’t be afraid to request suggestive stuff. I don’t mind writing kinky stuff, but not too kinky like the piss kink or daddy kink bc it personally makes me uncomfortable (however, I’ll allow mommy kinks).

Kinks: Needed a section to put what kinks I allow. I will write for breeding kinks, breath play, bondage, pain kink, knife play, blood kink, dom/sub, degradation, BDSM; whatever, just ask.

Sfw: I’ll write fluff, hurt comfort, angst, any tropes, just whatever. I’m fine with platonic fics.

Semi Dark fics: I like Scream and American Horror Story, so you know there’s going to be some dark fics. I don’t mind prompts where the characters are possessive or obsessive (but not abusive). I also don’t mind writing for Yandere characters.

Poc reader inserts: I’m black, so I’d love writing stuff for black readers as well.

Fandoms: X-men, Wednesday, Scream, Spiderman verse, The Maze Runner series, Detroit Become Human, The Umbrella Academy (that’s it for rn)

I won’t write:

Celebrities/Real People: As much as I find their character’s attractive, I don’t feel comfortable writing for the actor/actress themself. I don’t know them personally, so I don’t feel any interest in writing anything for them.

Guy x male reader smut: it’s not bc of homophobia, it’s simply just because I don’t feel comfortable writing gay smut. As a woman, I just don’t want to make people think I’m sexualizing gay men. The most I’ll do is write suggestive stuff, but I won’t write full on smut.

OC inserts: I strictly write for reader inserts. I won’t be writing anything specifically for one reader.

Shipping: I don’t write for character x character. Nothing against them, I just only have an interest for reader inserts.

Smut for teenage characters: I’m 18, so I will not be writing smut for characters under 18, especially if they are portrayed by literal teenagers. However, for characters like on Wednesday where the characters are portrayed by adults in their 20s and even 30s, if you want smut for them it should be fine as long as they’re aged up to be 18.

These: non-con, step-cest/incest, r4pe themes, drugging, somnophilia, age regression, ddlg, piss kink (squirting’s fine), huge age gaps, race play, pedophilia, etc. Once again, if you’re not sure what kinks I’ll write for, feel free to ask

Traumatic stuff: I will not write things like abuse victim, rape victim, or self harm victim prompts. I will write angst, but I won’t write anything too depressing. I came here for a good time, let me be happy and delusional in peace 😪

Songfics: So random, but I hate when fics have lyrics within them. They confuse me too much and I also find them kind of cringey. I absolutely despise songfics, I’m so sorry babes 😭

[im-ovulating]

AHS Season 1 Masterlist

Masterlist is subject to change! To keep track of posts, check in on the list every once in a while..

Key:

😊=fluff

🙃=crackfic

😭=angst

☯️=hurt/comfort

🫠=suggestive

🥵=smut

🫥=dark content (yandere, noncon/dubcon)

Tate Langdon

Tate Langdon x Fem! Reader: Shake 🥵

Tate Langdon x Fem! Reader: Run 🥵

Violet Harmon

Not Available Yet

Vivien Harmon

Not Available Yet

Ben Harmon

Not Available Yet

Moira O'Hara (Young)

Not Available Yet

Navigation

[so-long-soldier-writes]

Requesting Rules / Information

🔹updated 6/1/24 ~ requests open (but i’m going through it so i’ve been slowly lately)

🔹initial notes: 

this is a side-blog, so if i respond to comments or follow you back, you might see my main (in bio). i don’t actively try to keep my blogs too separate, though, i just post stuff i write here so i don’t clog up my main.

there’s very little that i won’t write, but if you’re uncertain about something, just ask!

don’t hesitate to ask any questions. i’m shy, but i promise i’m nice!

🔹 fandoms / characters i write for:

the vampire diaries / the originals

kai parker x reader

kol mikaelson x reader

elijah mikaelson x reader

rebekah mikaelson x reader

poly!mikaelsons x reader

caroline forbes x klaus mikaelson

kai parker x bonnie bennett

glee

blaine anderson x sebastian smythe

cw supernatural

dean winchester x reader

sam winchester x reader

jack kline x reader

american horror story

tate langdon x reader

cw supergirl

mon-el x winn schott jr.

mon-el x kara danvers

teen wolf

stiles stilinksi x reader

isaac lahey x reader

liam dunbar x reader

theo raeken x reader

theo raeken x liam dunbar

🔹definite no’s:

any kind of kink involving scat, fisting, or stuffing

i haven’t been asked to write these, but they’re not for me to attempt

most kinks should be fine otherwise

🔹not a no, but i’m still learning how to write these:

yandere

bdsm

🔹what i’ll write for dark(er) fics:

consensual non-consent / cnc

non-con

dubcon

incest

abuse

🔹 other notes:

above all, kai is my favorite to write 😉

all fics will be fem!reader unless specified in the request

although some might be gender neutral if they turn out that way or i just feel like it

in regards to age, if i write smut for a character canonically under 18, i will age them up appropriately, or make obvious tags to anything underage

if you request a poly!mikaelsons, specify if you want finn or freya in it. typically my polies are just the main four, but I can add them, too, if preferred

more details in a request are always encouraged, but i’ll work with what’s provided. it may take a little longer, though, if more vague

sometimes, i might be a little slow to posting, but i will try to never let requests sit for too long. thank you in advance for your patience!

Again, I’m not an 18+ or 21+ blog, despite occasionally writing smut. I do request readers to be at least 16, however, and may block anyone younger if I choose to do so. You are responsible for the content you consume, and I tag everything meticulously, especially the darker or smuttier works. I am trusting my readers to look at the tags and to know their own boundaries. If something’s not for you, please click off of it. I just know that I used to read any and all types of fics when I was 16+, so I feel like telling my followers & readers they can’t is hypocritical. So while I don’t require a certain age, please be wary of what you read.

Thank you for being here. ily 💗

[yandereunsolved]

Roses are Red; Violets are Blue - ,, yandere pre-death Tate

cw(s): yandere themes, suggestive themes, mention of cocaine, Tates actions (the lighting of a human on fire & a school shooting) a/n: Tate is aged up here and is in college instead of high school. He dies at age twenty-one instead of seventeen, because it feels weird to write an older teen as a romantic yandere. Mentions of Violet— she's eighteen and a senior in high school.

✧ You both grew up together, sort of. You were always someone Tate could never talk to. He was a bit too scared to speak with you. You just seemed so perfect, and he was not. You moved into his neighborhood when you both were much younger. His hellish 'mother' didn't like your family for a reason; he never quite paid attention. It was something about you all not being holy enough. About how you were going to corrupt her perfect golden son. There was nothing you taught Tate about himself that he wasn't bound to figure out. He learned about boners after peeping through your window one night while you were changing after a shower. He learned the true meaning of the words 'I love you' after he overheard you speaking of how excited you were for the new Nirvana album. You even taught him how to follow people and not get caught by that person or the authorities. All this, and he still hadn't had a proper conversation with you yet.

✧ You legally started your friendship relationship sometime early in your freshman year, on October 30th, 1991. It was just something else that made him fall head over heels once again for you. He was having an already shitty day when some athletic losers began bullying him. He was getting pushed around for the umpteenth time this week when he tried to fight back. He got knocked on his ass and a nose that was both broken and remarkably bloody. You rushed over and offered to help him. He brushed you off and was a bit snappy; he still regrets that to this day. He just didn't want you to see how desperate he was for your attention. He craved your touch. If it weren't for all the blood on his face, you would have easily noticed how flushed his face was from just being in your vicinity.

✧ You offered to take him to the nurses office, and he 'begrudgingly' agreed. He was bouncing on his heels in his mind, and he swears that his nose bleed got worse. You even offered to help him walk there if he was dizzy, and naturally, he leaned on you. He even took a whiff of your scent near your neck. He had to resist nuzzling into you because you just felt so warm, like home. Like a home he never had. He asked you to stay even after the nurse said you could go back to class. He'd made up some lame excuse about you being a witness and him having to report it. Such a fucking lie. None of the administrators would give a shit. Everyone in this godforsaken college is an adult. So 'bullying' doesn't exist, apparently. At least the college is near both of your houses.

✧ That's the best part. This is your first real interaction, and you are already inviting him over. You feel bad that his nose got sprained and that the nurse had to reset it. So you—

'Oh my god, you called me cute!? You said you saw me around the neighborhood all these years and were too shy to talk to me. You've always been so shy. You've always been someone who needed someone to take care of you. You'd take care of me so well. We could happily take care of each other. Wait, sorry. I'm rambling too much. Iris, get back with the headcanons before I go on about them for another three hours.'

Made sure that he didn't get left alone. You heard from around the neighborhood that his mother is kind of nuts. So you thought he would be the same, but he's actually kind of awkward and distant, and sweet. You two spent the entire night together and ended up having a sleepover. Tate likes it a lot more when the sleepovers are consensual and not him climbing through your window, crawling into your bed, cuddling into you, then leaving you right before you wake.

✧ Something you have to know about Tate is that he is undeniably a pervert. Constance ruined any chance he ever had to take a girl out on a date. Then, when his casual interest turned into an obsession, he was able to sneak out without alerting her. So just being around you makes his mind run wild and his hands perspire. He steals your undergarments the most—it doesn't matter what they are. It could be anything from a lacy bra to a pair of men's boxers. He always steals your oldest items because your scent is ingrained into their very fabrics. He hides the items he 'borrows' from you in a box behind a brick in the basement. He goes down there every night and inhales your heavenly scent. His eyes roll back in his head, and suddenly he has a problem that he has to take care of.

✧ That's not where his perverted nature ends, either. He suddenly became very interested in photography. He buys a secret camera to use whenever he 'sees' you. Whenever he watches you when you aren't aware. He takes photos of you doing the most mundane things: exercising, cooking, working on homework, walking, breathing, and blinking. He also takes photos of you while sleeping, getting out of the shower, stretching, and wearing those skimpy little clothes of yours. It makes his mouth water fervently. The photos quickly pile up. He keeps the physical photos in the same box behind the same removed brick.

✧ He buys you more pretty clothes. Most of them are revealing, but you seem to like that. At least that's what he's seen in you in your private life. Of course, you don't know they are from him. He's too insecure for that. So he wraps them up all nice and pretty and leaves them on your bed. He always writes down 'your secret admirer' on the packaging. He opens your window when you and your family are gone and leaves them then. If he is feeling more confident, then he'll open your window and put the package on the floor. You start locking your window after that. So he's constantly breaking the lock on your window. When the family gets the police involved, he gets extremely upset. He begins to ignore you, so you know exactly how he feels when you ignore his gifts and say it's from some 'creepy stalker'.

✧ You are understandably confused when one of your closest friends begins ignoring you. You think he might be scared of the fact that you have a stalker. It makes you desperate. You don't want to be left alone. You need your friend. That makes Tate all giddy inside. He gets to stay near you whenever he wants. As much as he pleases? You seem so scared of some hypothetical boogeyman. It's just sweet ole' him! Not that you know that. He understands, though. He'd be pretty upset if some random man started doing the things he's doing for you. No other man could be as devoted to you as he is.

✧ Slowly, the number of your friends and close family dwindles. Each of your friends either cuts contact with you or disappears altogether. Now, now, Tate has put so much effort into this for you. It wasn't easy. It wasn't something he could pull off on his own. He had to scrounge around for as much money as he could to hire a hitman on several occasions. He stole the money from his mother's various rich and fleeting boyfriends. She would use them up soon enough anyway. So there's no reason for him to care about their financial well-being. Besides, he is doing it for a noble cause—a war is yet to come.

✧ He takes a different approach when it comes to isolating you from your family members. He will get along well with your family. Insert himself as a shy, college kid that lives down the street and is best friends with their child—their only friend, really. His mother picks up on this and is immediately displeased. Of course she has only scratched the surface of the iceberg that is Tates twisted delight.

"As long as you don't fuck that godless slut, I suppose you can be around them."

He wanted to snap his mother's neck right then and there. Lucky for her, he had other plans. He inserts himself into every facet of your family's life. He slowly learns the skeletons in your family members closets. Did you know your cousin once had a lewd dream about your partner? Did you know your grandfather cheated on his spouse not once but twice? Did you know your Aunt once tried to poison you? Did you know? Did you know? Did you know?

Some of those may have been slightly exaggerated or entirely made up, but you completely trust him, so what is there to worry about? 

Soon enough the only one you trust is Tate.

✧ You connect the dots somewhat, but at this point, you don't quite care. You just want this stalker to stop. You just want Tate. When Tate learns his feelings are somewhat reciprocated, the stalkings become less frequent. After all, if he is always allowed to be around you, then he doesn't have to stalk you anymore. 

✧ He starts giving you love notes after the two of you begin dating. The stalker fades into the background, and suddenly only Tate is there. He is perfect for you. He is your dream boyfriend. He writes these cheesy and poetic letters about his adoration for you. Some of them are creepy—really creepy. You can look over that, though. It's just Tate being Tate. He was never confident enough to share them with you while he was just your 'creepy stalker'. Now he gives them to you freely. Sometimes they are just little doodles. Other times, they are cheesy words. Occasionally, they do have a tendency to get a bit violent. 

'Me & U 4ever.' '1+1=Let Me Fuck You Up' 'Love you more than Kurt Cobain' 'Let's go to a music festival and have fun~ ;)' 'Wanna sneak out later when your parents aren't home?' 'Is that bitch bothering you again?' 'Commit arson?' 'The thoughts are back.' 'Need you' 'I just want to keep you in my pocket and then lock you in a cage that only I have the key to for all eternity.'

✧ Everything was perfect until it wasn't. For some reason, you started distancing yourself from him. You had found a new friend group. You had found someone more healthy than Tate. Tate's hold on you was beginning to crumble. It was like he was trying to hold your disintegrating heart in his hands. You weren't spending every single moment with him. Whether this was actually happening or if this was just his paranoia is unknown. It got to him, though. It got to him worse than anything else could.

✧ He lost it one day. He snapped. It was a comment that his mother's new boyfriend made. Well, multiple comments. He found a secret collection of your things. He had done a bit of digging and began to learn just how unhinged his girlfriend's son was. Instead of immediately reporting him to the police, he confronted Tate instead. He threatened him with calling the police. He said that he was going to tell everyone about how much of a freak Tate was. He was going to tell Tates, dear mommy, that her golden child was actually a depraved, perverted loser who got off on stalking his partner.

✧ He needed to be gone. That was the one thing that ran through his mind. They had gotten into a screaming match that night. Luckily, no one was home except them and the ghosts. The energy was charged and electrified. The Murder House had set its sights on its next victim, and it was more than eager to swallow him whole. The devil in his mind didn't whisper any longer; he shouted. He spoke in a loud and commanding tone and told Tate exactly what to do and when to do it. How to win your affection back.

✧ He snorted a line of cocaine and grabbed his rifle and some gasoline. He lit that fucker up at his work. He was no longer his mother's boyfriend. He was just a charred corpse. He had one problem taken care of. Now, just one more stop—your college, our college. He needed to get rid of those little friends of yours. So, he did. Every single one of them he shot dead in front of you. He looked you straight in the eyes and pointed the barrel at your head. There was no restraint or morality in his hazel eyes. There was only darkness—a certain unhinged spark you had only seen in fleeting moments. Now it was a mighty flame, and it was coming to burn everything you knew to the ground.

✧ He made you beg for your life. He made you like it. He took you right there at that table and acted like it meant nothing. He kissed you deeply and dug his fingers into your living flesh. He knew it would be the last time he would have you in such a way—as long as he was living anyway. You were covered in bite marks and his residue by the time the cops came. 

You heard the next day that they shot him multiple times. You had mixed feelings. They had asked you if he had your consent. You said yes. They didn't believe you. You didn't like that. You didn't like that you liked it so much. You hated yourself for it. You couldn't help but admire the marks he left on you. They were like pieces of art. They'll fade, but the feeling of his fingertips ghosting your body in the most intimate manner won't.

✧ He gets extremely lonely; boredom overtakes him. He still has that box filled with your things, so he's always going through it. It's almost sadistically hilarious. He started with only his fantasies, and now they are the only thing he has again. At least he now knows what your skin feels like and how you taste. You have those things to keep him company. Not to mention, some of your clothes still smell like you. They're his comfort items. If any entity in the house tries to touch them, he will have an immediate meltdown. So, they've all learned to leave him alone when he's having his private time—his fantasies of you, him frenzily groping the cloth like it were your own soft, tender, plush flesh. 

✧ He was surprised when you came to visit the house once again. Tate revealed himself immediately and hung on to you needily. He peppered kisses all over your face and neck. He was so unbelievably relieved by the fact that you forgave him. You promised to visit again and again over the years. It made his soul soar; he almost feared that he had passed onto heaven and that you were only an illusion in his mind. You both did what you always did. You seemed cautious at first, but some part of you just stuck with Tate.

✧ Many seasons passed, and you visited him less and less. You moved on to better and greater things in your life than him. He isn't exactly sure what happened to you. You just stopped visiting him one day. The entire house became a lot more frigid and foreboding after that. There would be no heavy make-out sessions that left the both of you breathless. There would be no more late nights spent talking about everything and anything going on in the world. There would be no seeing your age, your beautiful face, and your figure known only to his mind. There would be none of that. Only him. All alone...

✧ Now, after all these years, he admires a girl who reminds him of his first love. Those tendrils of obsessive ectasy sneak into his heart once again as he hears her name, Violet. It was like the world had regained its color—well, a singular color. One fact about you rang in his mind over and over like a never-ending church bell as he watched the new family move in.

"Oh, my favorite color? It's Violet, silly."

.ೃ࿐ -ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- .ೃ࿐

⟿ taglist: @coentinim @bluerthanvelvet444 @cxndiedvi0lets @doll3tt33 @lacucarachapisser @t4telangd0ns1ut @etheral-moon @evanpetersmybf @evanpeters-posts @fear-is-truth

.ೃ࿐ -ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- .ೃ࿐

[yandere-romanticaa]

Hello , Can you do a hc for tates from Ahs ?

Ayee, my first AHS post! Hope you like it~!

Yandere! Tate Langdon // Headcanons

♡ Tate is one clingy guy. The moment he sets his eyes on his s/o, they can kiss their privacy goodbye since Tate will stick to them like glue. He will always want to know where his s/o is, what are they doing and he will always somehow make them stop doing their work and he will somehow always become s/o's main priority. He loves it when s/o gives him their complete attention, he feels like he's on cloud nine.

♡ Whenever his s/o tries to leave the house Tate will get really sad and pouty. He will always try to give his s/o reasons to stay in the house because Tate is scared to be alone. This sometimes may work since Tate just guilt trips his s/o way too often. But, he can't keep doing that forever. There will be times where s/o just has to leave the house, such as going grocery shopping or to school, to which Tate will begrudgingly let them go. But the moment s/o's back, they better be prepared for one sad and cuddly boy that has been impatiently waiting for them to come back.

♡ Tate is also really affectionate. He loves holding his s/o in his arms while gently kissing them on their head. He is also a sucker for cheek and neck kisses. If his s/o kisses him there he will blush but will be very happy.

♡ He loves doing anything and everything with his s/o. Be it watching YouTube videos, cuddling, playing games, cooking or even cleaning Tate just wants to be by their side. He is terrified that they will leave him one day and Take would be alone again. He always tells his s/o this since he's hoping that they will realize just how much they mean to Tate and that they are just meant to be together.

♡ Tate will eventually start locking doors and purposely misplace s/o things so that they can be longer in the house. Tate will always offer to help them find whatever they are looking for, but he always ends up just putting the object somewhere else.

♡ Tate will also start to wonder if he should kill his s/o. He knows that whoever does in his house is stuck there for all of eternity, but he doesn't want to make them sad. No, he wants his s/o to be happy and he knows that if he ends their life that their relationship will be over for good. But that doesn't mean that he won't lock them up somewhere in the house.

♡ s/o is probably going to befriend some other ghosts such as Violet or Vivian. The two pity s/o and they want to make them feel safe, but at the same time they will warn s/o about Tate's true nature and that they should leave this house as soon as possible. The second Tate sees s/o packing their bags, that's when he completely loses it.

♡ Tate feels so betrayed when he sees that s/o wants to leave. Is he not good enough?! What did he do to deserve this?! No, no, no, he won't let this happen! He can't let this happen! He already lost everything he cared about when he was alive, and he definitely isn't going to let his s/o go!

♡ Tate will quickly lock all of the doors and windows and he will make sure that his s/o is completely alone. Whenever another ghost tries to talk, or God forbid help his s/o, Tate will get super mad and he will chase that ghost away. He may even scream at his s/o but he will always come back in tears and apologize.

♡ A relationship with Tate is a unstable and unpredictable one. One second he might be a sweet boy that wants to cuddle, while the other he will start to shout at s/o and maybe even slap them. The absolute best thing that s/o can do is to stay on Tate's good side since a happy Tate is a somewhat stable Tate...

[possessive-penholder]

ProtectiveYandere!Darren Treacy x Hurt!Reader

♡ Oh you know damn well he's plotting something ♡ No one hurts his darling and gets away scott free ♡ Darren doesn't even give a shit if he pisses off John Boy ♡ Fuck John Boy for even employing someone who'd lay hands on you ♡ He would make this asshole's death look like an accident ♡ no one hurts you, no one ♡ would patch you up and move you in ♡ if he moves you in, he constantly checks on you ♡ would keep his revenge a secret, you're already stressed ♡ he'd do anything to make you happy ♡ you're his everything! and he'll go the extra mile just to protect you.

[quicksilverownsmysoul]

Sweet Dreams Are Made of This pt. 9

Dark! Peter x Fem Reader (Mob AU)

Summary: Peter has felt like a piece of him has been missing ever since he was taken away from his mother to be raised by his father. But when you seem to fill that piece there’s no way he’s ever letting you go

Warnings: obsessive behavior, mentions of angst

Word Count: 3k

Peter had cried himself to sleep, exhausted from the day that he had. And when he awoke he found that you had tired yourself out as well. You lashes tickling his cheek, and soft breaths escaping through your slightly parted lips.

He looked at your sleeping face, thinking about how lovely you were and yet how confused you must have been to leave him like that. He shifted so he was laying in between your legs, his arms holding you up as he leaned over your face. You made a noise of discomfort in your sleep and he hoped that you would awake and talk with him. He loved just being in your presence, but it was no fun when you were asleep and he was awake. It meant you couldn't give him the attention he so desperately craved and he had to entertain himself with wild thoughts and outlandish ideas. 

That's how he ended up fully convincing himself that your escape was not of your own doing. He had done it earlier in his hysterical thoughts but now that his mind was clear he had ruled you innocent and decided that your actions were unwilling and forced. Someone in the manor must have threatened you and told you that they’d hurt you if you didn't leave. 

There was no way you could have found the passhe, he didn't even know it was there for the longest time. Someone must have shown you that passage at the end of the hall. And he had recalled only ever seeing one X-men try to exit through there. That person was Scott Summers, he curled his lip in disgust as if the very name created a sour taste in his mouth without even uttering a single syllable. 

He remembered the night Scott had tried to escape, Peter was about 15 at the time, Scott was about 18 and just newly introduced to the house. He was brought as you were brought. He was for Jean though, her episodes were getting worse and nothing seemed to calm her. She had admitted to knowing Scott prior to joining the manor and his father thought it might help to bring him in.

So he was brought, scared as you were but relieved upon seeing Jean. He had thought she was the same as he had remembered, but he was gravely mistaken. This new version of her scared him, she was far more powerful than he had remembered, while he had suppressed his powers she grew her’s, becoming one of the most powerful pawns in his father’s game. 

So he had tried to leave. Peter was in Hank’s study when he heard the creak of something out in the hall. He had figured it was Hank coming up after talking with Raven. He opened the door to see Scott, wide eyed and perched in the hole in the wall. Picture thrown open as the wind whistled from the outside world. Peter just watched as Scott whispered hushed prayers to him, begging him not to tell and telling him that he could come with him if he wanted. They could escape together, Scott promised, tears in his eyes. 

Peter had thought about it for a moment, the image of his mother, although blurry was pulled from the back of his memory. He thought of her and stepped forward, for a moment thinking of how it would feel to finally be back home. He was still a boy and he was still scared and longed for the comfort of a mother. But the movement caused a pain to go up his back, reminding him of what would happen if orders were disobeyed. 

So Peter had called for Hank, alerting the house of Scott’s escape. Scott had jumped out the window in haste, but he didn't make it far. In falling he had broken his leg, Peter had watched from the opening as he limped across the yard before being stopped by the others. Hank had come up the stairs and led Peter down to the courtyard by the scruff of his neck. Jean was sitting cradling Scott in her arms as everyone tried to calm her down.

When Jean saw Peter she just knew that he had been the one to yell, causing Scott to jump. She turned on him, blaming him for it and he stood still letting her. She knew she couldn't touch him; the worst she could do was yell. And she did, she yelled until Erik came down from the manor and the courtyard fell silent.

Erik had been looking upon the scene from the topmost window of his room, seeing how Scott had fallen and how Jean was inconsolable because of it. He had carefully undid the latch of the windows and descended down, making an entrance as he always did, stunning the masses. 

Everyone fell silent as they awaited his judgment. He made sure that everyone was present to hear his verdict, not even letting Scott go to the hospital ward as Jean requested. He turned on Peter and he awaited the blow that would surely be dealt. But a ripple of shock was sent through all the tenants when a hand was placed upon his shoulder. It was a gentle clasp, an act of kindness was rarely shown by Erik to anyone. 

Erik was approving of his actions, as wrong as they were. Because it was the first step Peter had taken towards obedience and following in his father’s footsteps. He wanted to be revolted by the touch, he wanted to apologize to Jean and Scott but he couldn't. It was the first time Peter had been shown affection by a parent in over three years, and the smile his father gave him sent a wave of pride through him. He realized that he would do anything for the feeling of belonging and acceptance, even at the expense of others. And he did, moving up the ranks of the organization, and in time he was his father’s pride and joy. Though he never let Peter know that. 

But there was a shifting in his loyalties, Peter was starting to realign himself with a new cause and that was you. He didn't realize it but in refusing to give you up the way he had done to Scott, hsi father was beginning to lose his hold on him. And it was only the beginning. 

The sun was setting, his father would be back soon and dinner would be served. A meal that he couldn't miss, especially after refusing breakfast this morning. Peter leaned down close, letting his lips ghost over yours. He gently laid them against yours and let his eyes flutter shut, a warm feeling surging through him. Even in your sleep he was wrapped around your finger, slumping against your body as a soft whimper was pulled from his throat. It didn't feel the same as it had before. 

His movements had pulled you from your slumber, craning your neck back as you felt his cold lips tickle your neck. “You’re awake,” He mumbled against your skin. 

He stopped his movements as he leant back, his lips pouted as if he was silently asking for you to return the same affection he had given you. After what happened you figured you owned him as much, you gently gripped his face by his chin, tilting his head from side to side as you kissed either cheek. His eyes were half lidded at the feather like kisses, You pressed your last one to the mole on the tip of his nose and a shiver ran down his body. 

When he fully opened his eyes, he gave you a lazy smile and helped you up to your feet. Pulling you close as he had done before. Arms too close, and hands held too tight. ‘Peter?” He gave you a little hum to know that he was listening. “About what happened earlier-”

“Don’t.” He interrupted with a smile. You were taken aback by his simple answer. 

“But I-”

“Don’t.” He repeated. 

You opened your mouth only to close it. You didn't want to know what he meant by that. You both walked in silence back to the house. It was as if he was trying to deny what had happened didn't happen at all. He didn't even want to entertain the idea, and you were right.

 Peter was already erasing your escape from his memory, and he replaced it with his own version. The day had gone by with you reading to him in the library and you both walking out to the courtyard and falling asleep together. It lingered in the back of his mind, reminding him that that was a lie but if he focused enough it didn't seem real. 

Peter held the door open for you and you both entered awkwardly hand in hand. You could hear the bustle of life coming from the dining room and smell the awaiting food that was being set out. You were lucky enough to have avoided Breakfast with Erik and lunch with the manor. But the rumble in your stomach told you that it wouldn't be possible to skip dinner.

You walked towards the dining room and found that all the chairs were nearly filled. Everyone was seated and talking among themselves in hushed whispers. The chatter died out as they watched you approach, none dared to snicker at the way you had to stumble to walk with Peter due to his hold on you being far too restricting. But you knew they were taking it all in and formulating their smart remarks to share with one another later.

 Peter led you to the chair he had sat in last time and motioned to the one to the right of it, signaling that that would be where you would sit. He had pulled your chair out for you to sit and you had, both of you sitting for only a moment before a screeching of chairs was heard. You scrambled to get up as Peter pulled you up by your conjoined hands.

You were about to ask him for the reason behind his sudden movement but you chose to follow his gaze and the gaze of everyone else. The main doors of the mansion were being opened, Erik entered followed by Hank and a girl you didn't recognize with fiery red hair and sunken piercing eyes. You all remained staining as Erik handed his coat off and strided across the marble tiling towards the chair at the opposite end of the table. Erik sat and all eyes shifted towards Peter. He did the same, he was still holding your hand so you were left standing awkwardly with your arm angled down at his sitting form. 

Erik let out an amused snicker before waving his hand in a dismissive manner. Everyone else took their seats and Peter half pulled you back down to yours. 

As you had expected, meals in the manor felt more like a business meeting than a meal shared between family and friends. Seating was the same as it had been when you had first arrived, Erik sat where he had the far end and Peter sat at the other as he had done before. T

he middle chair where you once sat was now occupied by many amore and you felt yourself longing for the protected length of space. Now your chair was right next to Peter’s. He had pulled it so close you were almost sitting right next to him, if the arm of the chair wasn't there you would be one move away from being in his lap. You didn’t bother to move over, not wanting to upset him anymore than you already had today. 

You kept your head bowed as you ate, face burning with embarrassment, you felt as if you were some exciting oddity at a zoo or museum. Something new for them to gawk at for their own amusement. You figured that it had been a while since someone new had been introduced, you had gathered that Scott was the most recent member. Peter kept your hand in his as you both ate, forcing you to eat with only one hand. And you let him not wanting to cause a scene. A scene you knew would occur if you dared to move from where he had had you placed. 

Other than the occasional remark about the food by Erik or a question by an unknown person, or a mumble of agreement there wasn't a conversation exchanged. Even when the questions were open ended and not so subtly directed at you, you didn't speak at all, you knew it wasn't your place to do so. So you ate in silence, listening to who asked who what and trying to better understand who each of these people were. 

Initially you had planned on using this meal as a chance to try and find Scott. But you didn't even dare try to find Scott at the table, you could feel Peter’s gaze on you as if challenging you to look anywhere but him. Peter however was staring daggers at Scott. He would send menacing glares down the table and Scott felt as if a shiver was going up his spine at the hard gaze. But every time he tried to find where it was coming from Peter was busy staring at his food or at you. 

“So.” Erik started, setting his napkin down on the table as he folded his hands in front of him. His half-lidded gaze was staring down the table, eyes shifting lazily between you and Peter. “Would either of you like to tell me about (y/n)’s escape?”

Taglist: @joshdunstoothbrush75 @enemy-of-wonkru @coffeeandteaintheevening @livingmybestfictionallife @amourtentiaa @madison05x @rottenstyx @raincoffeeandfandoms @ietss @cursedandromedablack @castielsguardianangel22 @nightlockcornucopia @usuck @xlucyintheskywithdiamondsx @darlingevanpeters @whyisaah @derangedcupcake @hollandlover19 @urfavtemptress @emmylovesxmen @violate-larmon

[hamburgerhelpersotherhand]

Crush

Tate Langdon x Reader

Warnings: stalking

Notes: If anything seems out of place, blame it on the fact that I’ve only seen 3 seasons and a brief autopsy of the series.

“Don’t even think about it.” She told him. “You’ll just make things worse.” But what does Hayden know?

Violet hasn’t opened her mouth in nearly four years... at least not to him. With that, an undeniable loneliness had made itself present in the forefront of Tate’s mind. But— that’s not what’s important. What’s truly important is finding the perfect piece to fit in that perfect hole.

It had been a couple days since you’d brought the loose moving boxes into the basement with your folks. They seemed content with the size of the house, it allowed them to fit all their trinkets.

But, while you seemed as equally happy on the outside, you isolated yourself in your room the very moment you could. He remembered that feeling well, and even felt a familiarity with the way you’d lie on your bed and read magazines. You were similar to Violet, like that. Though, there were things you did that’d throw him off— ways you moved, spoke, whatever it was. You weren’t her and he had to remind himself of that often.

“Don’t talk to me.” Tate snapped.

“Violet knows you’ve been spying on the new owners.” Hayden says. “Maybe this is your chance to prove to her you have some control.” ... or it’s the only chance he has at a replacement.

“I don’t talk to snakes.”

“Are you kidding me?” Hayden adjusts her weight. “In this kind of world, we only have each other.”

She never did understand, at least not like this. Hayden had her own skeletons to deal with and, unfortunately for her, they were buried under the gazebo — and she never learnt to move on.

But Tate did, in a way.

I could learn to move on, he tells himself as he watches you lay back in his bed— sorry, your bed.