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"What do you think it is?" She asked, taking the plush out of it's box and lifting it upwards, in his direction. "It's October. And you seem like the type who likes skeletons. Skeleton plush." She tossed it to him, expecting him to catch it.

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"Tate, if I've told you once, I've told you a million times- I love you. I love you more than anyone and I wouldn't pick having anyone else to spend my eternity with. Sure, you have your moments where I'm scared of you but that will never lessen my love for you. I promise myself to you, forever and always. Whether this house is here or not. You are the love of my life."

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SEND A URL AND I WILL ANSWER THE FOLLOWING;

Do I Follow Them?: I don’t think so tbh :/

Why Did I Follow Them?:

Do We Role Play?: Nope

Do I Want To Role Play With Them: hell yeah!

An AU Idea For Our Muses: Don’t ask me man there are so many

A Song For Our Muses: fUCK, I hate this question cause I NEVER KNOW.

Do I Ship Our Muses?: No

What I Think About The Mun: I’ve never talked to the mun (i don’t think?), so I can’t really say :/

Overall Opinion: great Tate and great writer yep

Blog Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

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You belong to me.

Ruby raised an eyebrow at his statement, a smirk curling her lips. She walked over to him, her arms folded over her chest. "Of course I do, darling. I have for a long time." An admittance spilled from her lips before she had a chance to think about it, but she decided that it didn't matter. She would have said the same words whether she thought about it or not.

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// tates-tainted and lizzieiris - do you guys have any specific things you want to do? If not I'll throw something random up xx

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Closed | Tate and Ruby

Ruby whistled out a low tune, something along the lines of Lithium. She was staring out the window, a defeated look on her face. It was the space between autumn and winter, where the weather was cool but not unbearably so. She could still wear one layer of clothing. It was her favourite time of year and she was cooped up in this stupid house.

Sighing, she tilted her head back and closed her eyes, shutting off. She couldn't exactly sleep but she'd do her best to try. It was exhausting to be dead and stuck.

Hearing footsteps behind her, she climbed off the chair and turned around, spotting a familiar face. "Hey Tate," she said with a smile.

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{ Come as You Are - tates-tainted - CLOSED }

----The infamous Murder House. Frances Cobain fell in love with it ever since having first returned to LA and having taken the tour of haunted places in the neighborhood. She had chosen to run away from her mother Courtney after she had attempted to have her killed on her 18th birthday in attempt to gain the complete namesake of the Cobain inheritance that Frances had been given. The last thing that she felt like doing was returning to that cunt's home and since she was now old enough to spend her inheritance money she figured buying the Murder House she had fallen in love with would be a great new beginning.

Over the past several days she had moved all of her belongings in which were mostly things from her father such as his Fender guitars, lyric books, original artwork, and other various belongings. There was something that nobody had ever learned about the young enchantress and that was the fact of how she possessed special abilities that would allow her to see and speak with ghosts. She discovered this ability at a young age when she started seeing her dad beside her as she lay in the cradle at the old Seattle home under care of a careless male nanny. Fortunately for Frances it didn't take long to sense how other spirits were living in the home with her. The first one she had encountered when she went to take some boxes to the attic. When she arrived there she noticed a young man that was deformed chained up to the wall. It broke her heart seeing how he just wanted to play. It was easy to tell that this boy was harmless and simply wanted a friend.

It had been about a night since she last visited Beau so she decided to go see him again. Climbing up the wooden pull down stairs she smiled as the red rubber ball rolled over to her. Frances took a seat after lighting a flash light lantern up to give the room some much needed light. Beau rolled the red ball over to her and she sat there playing with him for about fifteen minutes until she heard a noise downstairs.

"Is somebody out there?"

She called out wondering if another spirit was going to show themselves.

#sorry it sucks D:#tatestainted #tates-tainted #come as you are rp #whitelaceandxstrange