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@littlelostlangdon
You have one ask to piss off my muse; Run with it!
Insult them. Belittle them. Mock them. Laugh at them. Threaten what they love. Black mail them. Question their life choices. Kick them when they’re down. Break their stuff. Violate their privacy. Overstay your welcome. Break a promise. Vandalise their property. Poke them. Hurt them.
ANYTHING! —-Just rile them up till they SNAP!
"You should know better than to come adventure in here."
"I think I found some more of Charles Montgomery's stuff in the basement, wanna come see?"
Hey guys. I am SO SORRY about my absence
a lot has happened and I have missed EVERY SINGLE one of you but guess what? My Tate Muse is alive and RAGING so like this for a starter and let's have some fun ok?
Headcanon 2 - Valentine's Day
Tate despises Valentines Day, he has since he was in the first grade. The other children would make cut out Valentines for each other and Tate never got any. When he made one for the girl he fancied at the time she shrieked with laughter and threw it back at him. Tate didn't try again until the seventh grade, when he gave a girl a dead flower.
In high school he hated Valentines Day more than any other day. He hated how the popular couples would flaunt themselves around the school. He hated never having someone to share it with. The last Valentines Day Tate spent alive he BEGGED his mother to let him stay home from school. He spent the day watching horror movies.
Tate wants to spend Valentines Day doing the traditional anti Valentines Day activities. He watches My Bloody Valentine, lights paper hearts on fire, and listens to sad music all day.
doctorothredson || littlelostlangdon. Brothers.
Oliver wasn’t sure what he was expecting when walking up the steps of the typical american dream styled house but acceptance from those inside was not one of them, despite wanting to think otherwise. Constance was one of the easiest people to read and she’d have her emotion written all over her face easy to see. Of course the doctor knew that part of the reason why she’d be so angry was because of the long stay away from home but he’d needed time to study and to get his PhD otherwise nothing would have came from his life. He’d be stuck chain smoking in a house with a woman that did nothing but verbally berate and smother her children and that was cruel.
Being the oldest though, Oliver never received any of that attention, something that he’d remained rather bitter about although upon viewing the others it made him some what glad.Giving the door a loud series of knocks he waited patiently for someone to answer, knowing that walking in would do nothing but anger some of the residents more.
Tate wasn’t sure what to expect from the knocking on the door. It wasn't like his grotesque little family ever had much for company. Between his disfigured siblings, his mother, and of course his own bright and sunshiny personality, not many people liked the family enough to visit at their giant creepy house. Sometimes people came around looking for Constance, though they often just let themselves inside and followed her.
"I'll get it." Tate called to nobody and he dragged his feet all the way to the door. Sometimes he felt like the only person in the house who actually wanted company at times. He opened the door, staring at the feet of the visiter before his eyes lingered upward to his older brother. "So the prodigal son's come back..." He observed.
Helping - Violent-Violate
Violet nodded, watching Beau with a smile as she thought about Halloween. She was nervous, and scared, and even a little sad that she was going to see her brother; the one Tate’s bitch of a mother had stolen from their family.
The brunette flinched as well when he yelled, laughter ceasing immediately as she glared at Tate. Beau was clearly frightened, and she stopped the ball from rolling. “It’s a joke, Tate. Get over it, it doesn’t hurt that much. You’re already fucking dead!”
"Things change," she muttered, her joking manner clearly gone at this point.
Beau looked desperately at Tate and Violet, terrified of his brother. Tate rolled his eyes, this wasn't the first time he'd snapped at a member of his family and it clearly wouldn't be the last. "He can't throw things at me like that just because it's funny, it's mean, Beau."
Beau gave Tate a look, a look that just said 'Oh yeah I'm the mean one here.' "Things sure do change." Tate muttered, crossing his arms with a childish pout. He almost flinched, half prepared for Beau to throw something at him again.
Wait American Horror Story wasn't always a comedy?
SAY ONE OF THE FOLLOWING TO MY MUSE TO SEE HOW THEY REACT (Innuendo version)
Disclaimer: These are technically SFW, however as they are innuendos they can be interpreted however you want… have fun!
"It’s so big!"
"Are you sure it’s going to fit?"
"You’re being too rough."
"I’m not fragile, you don’t have to be so gentle."
"Wrong hole!"
"I’m dripping wet."
"Don’t get it in my hair."
"It won’t stop squirting."
"Bend over."
"I’m never getting on my knees for you again."
"You’re really hitting the spot."
"Yes! Yes! Oh Yes!"
"You’re going to break me."
"Are you sure two fingers is enough?"
"Take it."
"Is that it?"
"That didn’t last very long…"
"I didn’t know it would get that hard."
"Just put it in!"
"Right there."
"Who taught you how to aim?"
"Hit it really deep."
"We might as well go out with a bang."
"What’s that pressing against my back?"
"I got it in my eye."
"Harder… no, faster."
Tell my character the meanest thing your character has thought about them.
((I had such a big bad day and I'm just getting my living situation settled out. I'm staying at my brother's until my Dad gets his ass out and then I'll be back in my own room and not my brothers couch that smells like sex. So naturally after the worst day ever I'm falling asleep on the sex couch at last and my fucking brother comes in and wakes me up and gives me mcdonalds. Thanks))
"Do you want to build a snowman?"
"Tate there’s no snow outside…" she slightly pouts. "We can’t build a snowman."
"It doesn't have to be a snowman." Tate hummed. "We can make it out of sand."
I'm so sorry for not being all that active the past few days a lot of you know I almost got kicked out of my house this morning which I kinda sorta did but I'm moving back in after my dad moves out so don't... really worry about that. I might be kinda off for a few days so sorry if my replies take a really long time
My muse was in a car crash, and is now in a coma. What does your muse say to them, while alone in their hospital room?
(Welp
My mom is making me leave the house, awesome.)
