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tatestripedsweater · 2 years
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Tate’s Favourite Halloween Films
Requested By: Anon
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The Shining
Scream - Didn’t like the newer ones, thinks Sidney’s hot.
Nightmare On Elm Street
The Evil Dead
Hellraiser
Paranormal Activity - Only so he can make fun of the film.
Carrie
Saw
Cannibal Holocaust
American Horror Story Taglist:
@mxlti-fand0m-imaginess @mrs-march-ahs @kitwalker02 @satanscomplex @mossybank @cleanup-aisle5 @milly-louise @maria-akira @slightlyvicked @blackbat2020 @kmt123whatsthetea @peterskindacool @undeadcortez @kitwalker64 @americxn @sallyscigarettes @liandav @ikkleroniekins @fictional-people-that-i-stan @latertate-r @lovegallant @pogueslandia @greenduvet @danowh0re @hhxwalls @mrslizzyolsen @ahfarmiga
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Can you do crying and routine for hypodermic sally?
I love Sally 💜 (dirty A-Z headcanon game can be found here)
C - Crying (is it a turn on? a turn off? do they cry during sex? have they cried during sex? what was the reason?) 
Sally cries during sex a lot. The first couple times, you freaked out, worried you'd done something wrong, but when you asked her about it she told you she was crying not because she was upset, but because she was happy. You were the first person to love her that didn't leave her, and it makes her emotional to think about. Safe to say, she cries during sex a lot, so you're pretty used to it at this point. If she sees you crying, obviously it's not something that has her jumping for joy, but it's also strangely a turn on, with her comforting you usually leading into soft core sex.
R - Routine (do they have a routine when it comes to picking up one night stands? do they have scheduled sex with their partner? are things spontaneous or planned ahead of time?) 
She has a routine when it comes to picking up people she can take back up to her hotel room and murder, but unless the two of you have had a fight she won't have sex with them. She's not big on scheduled sex, as she'd rather it be more spontaneous and in heat of the moment. That's not to say sex doesn't happen often, because it does. Sally has a very high sex drive, which means you're fucking almost every day. If you don't feel up to it, however, just let her know. She'll pout for awhile before heading back to your room to masturbate.
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Taglist: @anxiously-sad @iloveentrapta @ghot-girl @taecube @blkroyalty1 @corn3liiia @nevilleismywhore @ethrealzzz @your-next-daydream
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sheloooveswomen · 2 years
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the little things - headcanon
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prompt: little things they're embarrassed about when you first start dating, little habits they have, little things they do for you, and little things they love about you.
includes: billie dean howard, lana winters, cordelia goode, sally mckenna, audrey tindall, ally mayfair-richards, wilhemina venable, diane sherman, alice macray, mildred ratched, tammy, and xandra terrell.
☆ billie dean howard ☆
little things she's embarrassed about when you first start dating
• her secret love of musicals
• how much she smokes
• how vain she can be at times
little habits she has
• softly scratches your skin/scalp after she gets her nails done
• introduces herself with her full name instead of just "Billie"
• can fall asleep anywhere at anytime
• humming
• pet names, what’s the point of having a real name at this point (babydoll, doll, baby/babe, beautiful, gorgeous, sexy, pretty/sweet/darling girl, honey, sugar, sweets)
• her hand magically finds your boobs when you're cuddling
little things she does for you
• shares her work schedule and her daily schedule so you know when you can call/when she will call you
• facetime you during her meal breaks so it's like you're still having breakfast/lunch/dinner together
• makes your relationship public but won't answer questions related to you
little things she loves about you
• you value her success and appreciate billie dean howard, medium to the stars, but you love plain old billie dean more
• your energy is always comforting after a heavy/emotional day
• you make her feel confident even when she's barefaced and in sweatpants
• you get her humor
☆ lana winters ☆
little things she's embarrassed about when you first start dating
• she's incredibly plan oriented, will make a plan to make a plan
• she wrote some fiction...romantic...fiction inspired by the two of you
little habits she has
• talks in her sleep (during dreams or nightmares), she sometimes smiles too
• randomly checks the clock and then tells you what time it is
• secretly terrible with names (she meets so many people a day) so she makes up nicknames based on characteristics to remember them by
• talks with her hands
little things she does for you
• sometimes having you lay on her while she's asleep can be triggering, but she will cuddle you until you fall asleep before gently rolling you over and hold your hand instead
• the best listener ever, always knows when to offer solutions or just comfort
• throws your towel in the dryer so it’s nice and warm when you get out of the shower
little things she loves about you
• she can come to you for anything: advice (both personal and professional), comfort, a cuddle, a chat, quality time
• you don't punish her for devoting a good chunk of her time to work
• the way you look fresh out the shower
☆ cordelia goode ☆
little things she's embarrassed about when you first start dating
• how passionate she gets about botany, her love for the greenhouse
• her mommy issues
• reading glasses
little habits she has
• will say "kiss." just before she goes in for a kiss
• talks during movies (usually a fact about an actor/location on screen/behind the scenes fact or just voicing her reaction)
• explains her dreams in great detail
• whispering to you/speaking quietly in your ear when others are around (and when they're not because she's used to doing it)
little things she does for you
• weekly self care days (bubble bath, face masks, and tea)
• matches your pace when you walk together
• buys and grows you flowers that she keeps in a vase on your nightstand (leaves a card with a small doodle and meaning of the flower on it beside the vase)
little things she loves about you
• how your laugh makes her laugh
• you give her a chance to access her romantic side
• she loves watching you smile/laugh and talk to other people from a short distance, not to be a creep but she just likes looking at you
☆ sally mckenna ☆
little things she's embarrassed about when you first start dating
• her messy handwriting
• loves romcoms/cheesy movies
little habits she has
• not a morning person
• when you try to wake her up she says "Fight me." or “I’m dead.” and rolls back over
• takes candid pictures of you and always sets the newest one as her wallpaper
• imitates peoples voices/accents when telling a story
• casually rests her hand in the waistband of her pants when she's laying down and watching tv
little things she does for you
• likes to paint your nails and braid your hair
• learns to play your favorite songs on guitar
• puts playlists together
little things she loves about you
• you'll send memes back and forth with her
• you smell good, she loves when your perfume/shampoo/soap lingers on her sheets and clothes
• you make the dark a little less scary
• you are "smoking hot!"
• your confused face
☆ audrey tindall ☆
little things she's embarrassed about when you first start dating
• unintentionally sings her responses when she's excited
• does not like to try new foods, has a set order for every restaurant she goes to
• snacks excessively
• bad driver
little habits she has
• pokes your nose, puts her finger in your nostril to get your attention
• constantly changes your contact name
• uses a ridiculous amount of emojis
• pet names galore for you (ex: my love/lovely/lover, darling heart, my darling, babe, lover of mine, sweetheart, boo, gorgeous, honey.)
• somehow finds her way into your lap any time you sit down
little things she does for you
• constantly reminds you how much you mean to her (ex: i adore you. i love you. i am grateful for you. i am the luckiest person to ever exist. you are my entire world.)
• wakes you with kisses every chance she gets to make up for her time spent filming
• never says no to a cuddle
little things she loves about you
• your affection makes her weak in the knees
• you make her feel sexy, beautiful, appreciated, loved, irreplaceable, "and all that ooey gooey stuff"
• when you share the activities you enjoy/your favorite music/movies/shows
• you make aging less scary because she loves the idea of growing old with you
☆ ally mayfair-richards ☆
little things she's embarrassed about when you first start dating
• accidentally uses words meant for talking to oz (ex: potty, beddy-bye-time, snackadoo, "mama's tired", “mama will get it in a minute”, etc)
• sometimes reads and counts out loud
• how many pairs of boots she has (literally every shade of brown)
little habits she has
• uses up her phone storage quickly because she can never get herself to delete photos
• her phone is always charged
• always carries back up portable chargers (red for her, green for oz, blue for you)
• looks at you over her cup or over her sunglasses (it's so hot)
little things she does for you
• makes sunday breakfast since it's her guaranteed day off
• goes into mama bear mode when you're sick, upset, or if someone bothers you
• gives you her jacket when you're cold, even in the house she'll pull her hoodie off and give it to you so neither of you have to get up
little things she loves about you
• you have very similar beliefs and morals
• you're always able to help her get out of her head
• the way you tell stories
☆ wilhemina venable ☆
little things she's embarrassed about when you first start dating
• her love of purple
• how much your presence effects her (in a good way)
• her lisp, most people don't hear it at first because she's trained herself to pronounce words properly
little habits she has
• quoting literature (even cites her source)
• uses her finger to mark her place on the page when she pauses her reading to talk to/look at you
• to make sure she isn't unintentionally scowling when with you she will raise her brows so she isn't frowning (which makes you look at her because the action seems like she wants your attention) and then she smiles softly at you
little things she does for you
• old school chivalry (holds open doors, walks on the curb side of the sidewalk, etc)
• tries to nod or smile back politely when meeting or passing people (her lips twitch a bit but it's progress)
• makes sure you're always hydrated and fed
little things she loves about you
• your height, she thinks it's perfectly matched with hers
• when you call her "babe" (no. one. else. can.)
• simple physical contact between the two of you can make her relax immensely (ex: hand on her arm or lower back, even brushing your hands together, etc)
☆ diane sherman ☆
little things she's embarrassed about when you first start dating
• how awkward she can be
• goes on a lot of tangents when telling a story
• unintentionally mimics accents when talking to someone with an accent
little habits she has
• leaving cabinets/drawers open while cooking
• sits with a pillow in her lap when on the couch
• starts sentences with "So..."
• steeples her fingers and stares with doe-eyes in anticipation when you taste test a new recipe of hers
little things she does for you
• acknowledges your accomplishments, celebrates them in whatever way you'd like
• gives the best goodbye and hello hugs
• gets hers and hers items (ex: mugs, robes, etc)
little things she loves about you
• you help her understand technology without being condescending
• finds it absolutely adorable when you try and follow along with her more complex chemistry work
• when you keep her company while she cooks
• you value her opinion
☆ alice macray ☆
little things she's embarrassed about when you first start dating
• her love for board games, how competitive she gets when she plays them
• she's secretly quite clumsy
little habits she has
• mindlessly twirls a strand of her/your hair around her finger
• plays with her hair a lot
• does a happy dance when she's excited
• names inanimate objects (ex: her blowdryer is called barbara and her car is cynthia)
little things she does for you
• will do your laundry if she's doing hers
• always asks about your day, good or bad she wants every detail
• makes a scrapbook of your most memorable dates/trips
• when you share candy she'll leave your favorite flavor in the bag for you
little things she loves about you
• your eyes are mesmerizing, you make her laugh, your hand/body fits perfectly with hers
• you show her you love her instead of just telling her
• you let her know you're thinking of her
• you help her to be openminded and accepting when it comes to not only others but herself too
☆ mildred ratched ☆
little things she's embarrassed about when you first start dating
• she enjoys reading the newspaper
• how different she acts at work vs. at home
little habits she has
• does things a specific amount of times (ex: chewing, brushing her hair)
• chooses her words very carefully
• smoothes down her skirt when seated
• walks with purpose
• linking pinkies when you stand together
little things she does for you
• buys more nightgowns for herself
• gives you her scarf/gloves when you forget yours
• the first and last thing she says to you everyday is "goodnight/good morning my love"
little things she loves about you
• you're her family, companion, and soulmate all in one
• the way you talk about a future with her in it
• you’re (eventually) able to read her body language/face, which is amazing because she doesn't always like to talk about her emotions
☆ tammy ☆
little things she's embarrassed about when you first start dating
• has a collection of fuzzy socks in every color and in all holiday themes
• bit of a hoarder (you've seen her garage)
• loves video games thanks to constance and nine ball (call of duty, mortal combat, mario kart, kirby, etc)
little habits she has
• randomly slaps your ass and says "that's mine."
• mispronounces words on purpose
• talks about herself in third person
• will interrupt you to compliment you and even though you may lose your train of thought, you can't be mad "Sorry I couldn't keep it to myself, please continue!"
little things she does for you
• gives you her undivided attention during conversations, she's very serious about communication between the two of you
• leaves little love notes around the house for you (up high and folded so the kids can't reach or read them)
• knows when to give you space/alone time
little things she loves about you
• how well you get along with her friends
• how proud she feels to bring you around her friends/family
• your voice and touch are incredibly soothing, both relax her immediately
☆ xandra terrell ☆
little things she's embarrassed about when you first start dating
• the voice she uses to talk to her dog
• her real laugh is incredibly loud
little habits she has
• can't walk past a dog without petting it (she appreciates animals more than people)
• runs her thumbs over your eyebrows or cheekbones mid conversation
little things she does for you
• puts snacks in your bag/jacket pocket so you have something for later
• likes to shop for you (especially bathing suits), will go through every rack in store to find something you'd like
• romantic at home date nights on your monthiversaries (she likes any excuse to celebrate and give you a gift)
little things she loves about you
• you make her feel valued beyond her body
• how cute you are when you're tired or grumpy
• you can make her laugh until she spits out her drink
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inmyfxith · 1 year
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Being Jimmy Darling's sister
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Warnings: Body deformation (anophthalmia), violence
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Before meeting Elsa Mars
Your birth had not been pleasant for your mother, the crowd gathered around her to see a monster giving birth to another was the main reason.
Your chances of living a "normal" life seemed extremely low, and your premature birth did not bode well. One more show that would bring in a few dollars for Dell Toledo's little family.
Family on the verge of breaking up with your arrival. Despite your small stature, no physical deformity was able to win over the audience, so they quickly asked Dell for their money back.
It was only when your mother cleaned your skin that she realized that her hope of you growing up with what she didn't have vanished. She hadn't had a chance to see the color of your eyes and hadn't really paid attention because of the situation. But Ethel suddenly became aware that she would never see it. Your eyelids, shorter than those of an ordinary baby, formed a kind of protection around two empty, dark sockets.
Another of her children had just been struck down by bad luck. After Jimmy, Dell could not help but suspect that none of his children would ever have a simple life, and he found that very hard to accept.
He seemed distressed the first time he held you in his arms where you seemed even smaller. Not knowing how to accept it, Dell left the dilapidated trailer that served as his family's home for a few days, wandering the bars of the area and drowning his sorrows in drink, leaving his wife alone with two very young children.
The evening of his reappearance, an argument broke out between the children's parents. The father of the family blamed his wife for all the evils that afflicted him, the lack of income, the birth of his children... And, before he committed the irreparable after having grabbed a pillow, Ethel found the strength to throw him out of the house to save her children.
From then on, the little family moved from freakshow to freakshow, leaving them successively for different reasons. Some did not accept children, even deformed ones, others were particularly inclined to have them around for more obscure reasons.
Growing up without one of your senses only amplified the others. Your hearing allowed you to hear sounds that others only ignored, your sense of smell proved to be a formidable weapon in distinguishing the people around you, and your touch, when combined with your imagination, proved to be even more accurate than the vision of the average person.
At a very early age, whenever you were picked up by someone, your first instinct was always to touch the person's face and to define the way the person was holding you. But most of the time, no one, except your mother and your brother, dared to approach you. Your deformity made you a monster to people who defined themselves as normal.
As the years went by, your relationship with Jimmy evolved. Due to the lack of money, it was more than common for you to share a bed or stick together when you had to sleep outside.
He was particularly protective, and seemed to make it a point to help you become self-sufficient while keeping an eye on you. Especially after the Capitola incident near Tallahassee.
You had just turned thirteen, and your family performed repeatedly in a small traveling troupe. Trips into town were rare but not non-existent and were strategically planned. You only went out at certain times of the day when few people were on the streets.
What you didn't know that day was that the schools were closed. A group of several boys found you, and took you to a seemingly more secluded area over the slight echo that rose around you. After the taunts, the physical violence began with repeated shoving and slapping before one of them stuck his finger in the holes that only partially covered your eyelids. A new pain emerged from this unpleasant experience, and, having tried to be brave until then, tears began to flow from your tear ducts, further frightening the boys who eventually let you go in disgust.
From then on, your escapades in the city were only in the presence of Ethel or Jimmy, who went into a real rage when he realized what had happened to you. As if he felt responsible for what you had been through.
But your lifestyle changed dramatically when a woman came to Ethel pretending to help support her grown children.
In the freakshow
Elsa became over the years a sort of aunt, very close to your mother. The other members of the troupe didn't treat you differently, didn't try to touch you, and most importantly, didn't make derogatory comments that you were only blind and not deaf.
Soon, an act was put together for you. Plunged into permanent darkness, your only cues were the smell of popcorn and the applause of the audience.
Elsa Mars' troupe quickly became a small family, with everyone looking out for everyone else. But Jimmy seemed to do it more.
Your inability to see the world allowed you to not judge anyone by their looks, even unconsciously. So when a clown with a face disfigured by gunfire found a place in the troupe, you tried to help him fit in. But the world is still cruel, even in a group of monsters. And the friendly clown was forced to leave Jupiter because he scared the children.
Your place in the camp was relatively like your mother's, you cooked meals together, took care of everything and everyone, and Ethel took advantage of these moments to share her love for Emily Dickinson with you.
“I’m Nobody! Who are you ? Are you — Nobody too ?” Ethel exclaimed as she cleaned the potatoes used to make soup. Sitting alone around a table, the old woman enjoyed evaluating her memory. “Then there is a pair of us! You added as you placed a kiss on her cheek before moving around the table to help her.
But your favorite moments came at nightfall when everyone was in bed. You and Jimmy would meet at the edge of the field that housed the main tent and trailers. There, he would light a fire to warm you from the night chill before telling you what he had done during the day, some of what was bothering him, omitting of course everything that could affect you from near or far.
Jimmy would then listen to you, paying attention to every detail and sometimes asking questions to try to understand how you felt. And a lot of your night was spent doing just that.
A large part of your night was devoted only to him.
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queruloustea · 3 months
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he's got two hats now (ghost is very impressed that he's not been explode-ified yet) :)
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drenched-in-sunlight · 10 months
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somos livres como girassóis de Van Gogh
(we are free like Van Gogh’s sunflowers)
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solmesia · 3 months
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As a scholar, I think halsin (esp as a bear) gets TERRIBLE cute aggression over astarion
He’s like “I wanna grab that lil elf and bite him like a squeaky toy and shake!!!!”
Cause astarion is just THAT CUTE
yes good yes good yes good
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doodlesforfics · 2 years
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Who’s Old Now? by @lirabuswavi​ (um i hope i tagged the right person, cause like im 80% sure you are same ao3 lirabuswavi, if not im sorry <;D)
ok this one-shot literally opened my eyes to sheer chaos possibility of Adult!Fenton adopting kid Billy B. while Teenager!Phantom being mistaken as Shazam’s ward and just ladskjsdk??? superhero/magic/ghost community would not be prepared. amazing fic. such fun.
and some doodles inspired by the fic
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let lil Billy have retired ghost superhero possibly eldritch overpowered being Phantom as protective Dad.
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beforeimdeceased · 15 days
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Ellie holding a hand over ur mouth bc ur being too loud in public and telling u to 'take it like the good girl I know u are'
Omg imagine her saying this while u are sucking her off
nsfw! 𐙚₊˚⊹ ᰔ
ellie fingering you in a public restroom but you’re being so loud she threatens to stuff your “loud ass mouth” with her fingers, make you gag and drool all over yourself until you learn how to shut the fuck up. (omg who said that?)
and she’s saying this while calmly shushing you. like actually what the fuck. in the sweetest tone she’ll whisper “shh shh, you’re being so fucking loud. shut the fuck up. just stop whining and take it. take it like the good girl i know you are. make me proud.”
and that’s not helping! like at all actually. ofcourse you end up dripping your wetness into a puddle on the floor because her voice is making your brain go fuzzy and you can literally taste yourself on her fingers.
and gagging on her cock while she calls you a good girl! looking up at her and nearly orgasming untouched from how hot she looks biting her lip staring down at you. she’s got this fucking filthyyyy ass mouth. “just like that baby, you fucking take it. just like i taught you.”
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tatestripedsweater · 2 years
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Protective!Boyfriend Kit Headcanon’s (GN)
Fandom: American Horror Story: Asylum
Requested By @kitwalker02: Can you please do protective boyfriend mode kit walker headcanons?
Warnings: Mention of a gun, physical violence
A/N: Sorry it’s not much bub, I’m still trying to get into writing
Kit tries not to show how protective he is in public since he knows you’re your own person. He trusts you. It’s people around you he doesn’t trust.
If this man sees a few people getting a bit too handsy with you, then he would tell them to back off. Even though he didn’t like to get physical, he had too on one or two occasions.
Never has Kit claimed that ‘you’re mine’ or ‘you’re my property’ unless it’s somewhere private, and you’ve consented to it.
He’s a consent king.
If anyone makes any comment about you, it doesn’t have to even be that bad of an insult, could be just about your hair, but Kit will go mad.
He tells them to never go near you again if they don’t apologise or make it up somehow.
Kit owns a gun. I mean come on, he’ll protect you with his life. He’d die for you.
Family is everything to him. Without you, he has no one to fall back on. Kit doesn’t like getting violent, like I said in a previous point, but he will if it means protecting you.
Sleeps the side where the bedroom door is so if there are any intruders, he can be first up to get to them.
Makes sure every window and door is locked before bed, tells you not to hesitate ringing his work if you need him. You never do.
Keeps a baseball bat beside his side of the bed just in case, he wants to keep you safe even if he may be half asleep at the time.
When you two go out, Kit always asks if you’re comfortable since some of the men can get rowdy.
But in the end he ends up always taking you somewhere different. Whether that’s dancing or a walk together, it doesn’t really matter.
As long as you were both in each other’s company, it wasn’t a worry to either of you.
He’d still be making love to you when you both got home. That’s all you knew.
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seaquestions · 1 year
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on tuesdays and thursdays, you can find him at the dragon's den.
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sheloooveswomen · 2 years
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HEADCANON list
masterlist
possible characters:
Billie Dean Howard / Lana Winters / Cordelia Goode / Sally Mckenna / Audrey Tindall / Ally Mayfair-Richards / Wilhemina Venable / Alice Macray / Xandra Terrell / Mildred Ratched / Diane Sherman / Tammy
suggestive/smut/nsfw: ☼ | otherwise all fluff
• wisdom teeth 
• halloween 
• your affection and attention 
• high school/college girlfriend 
• holidays and seasons 
• caught 
• morning/nighttime habits pt.1 
• morning/nighttime habits pt.2 
• sexy time preferences pt.1 ☼
• sexy time preferences pt.2 ☼
• the little things
• dancing
• audrey taking shots
• names
• quarantine
• smexy situations
• romcom love
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inmyfxith · 1 year
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How was Kit Walker's life before marrying Alma
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A/N -> This is pure speculation.
Warnings -> Mention of racism.
-> Requested
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Kit grew up in a small, working-class town nestled in the rolling hills of Massachusetts. The town was a tight-knit community with a rich history and a strong sense of tradition. Kit's childhood home was a modest, single-story house situated on a small plot of land. The house was painted a faded blue with peeling trim, and had a narrow front porch with a rickety old swing.
Inside, the house was cramped and cluttered, with worn furnishings and a cramped kitchen. The family often had to stretch their budget to make ends meet, and Kit and his brother shared a small bedroom with bunk beds and a shared dresser.
I like to imagine that Kit has a younger brother. Perhaps his brother's name could be derived from Bobby or Billy, Billy Walker.
Kit was likely responsible and mature for his age, and he may have taken on a role as a mentor or role model for his younger brother. It is also possible that he had a playful and lighthearted relationship with Billy, enjoying activities and hobbies together and making lasting memories.
He was also very curious, always eager to explore and try new things.
Kit and his brother were playing in the backyard, chasing each other around and pretending to be superheroes. As the older of the two, Kit took on the role of leader and was always coming up with new ideas for their imaginary adventures.
"Come on, let's go fight the giant robot!" Kit exclaimed, brandishing a stick as his "sword."
His brother giggled and ran after him, trying to keep up. "I'm the sidekick, right?" he asked, panting a little.
Kit grinned and ruffled his brother's hair. "Yeah, you're my trusty sidekick. Together, we can take on anything!"
The two boys spent the afternoon running around the yard, fighting imaginary villains and saving the day. They laughed and played together, completely absorbed in their make-believe world.
As the sun began to set, Kit's mother called them in for dinner. "Boys, time to come inside now," she called from the back porch.
Kit and his brother reluctantly stopped playing and headed towards the house. "We'll have to continue the adventure tomorrow," Kit told his brother with a wink.
His brother nodded eagerly. "Definitely. We'll make sure to defeat the robot for good next time!"
As they walked into the house, Kit put his arm around his brother's shoulders and gave him a squeeze. Despite their occasional differences, he loved his brother deeply and always enjoyed spending time with him.
Kit grew up in a traditional household where his father was the breadwinner and his mother stayed at home to take care of the children and run the household. From a young age, Kit's father instilled in him the importance of hard work and responsibility and taught him that men were responsible for providing for their families.
"Son, a man's role is to be the provider and protector for his family," his father would often say. "It's up to us to bring home the bacon and make sure our loved ones are taken care of."
Kit's mother, while supportive of her husband and his beliefs, often tried to gently challenge some of these traditional gender roles and encourage her children to pursue their own dreams and passions.
"Kit, you can be anything you want to be," she would say. "Don't let anyone tell you what you can or can't do based on who you are."
Despite these conflicting messages, Kit learned to balance his desire to make his family proud with his own personal goals and aspirations. He worked hard in school and excelled in sports (mainly basketball and football), and eventually worked various odd jobs to make ends meet.
He also followed his heart and pursued his love of music, often playing the guitar and singing with his friends in his spare time.
I feel like Kit met Alma at the gas station where he worked, and they quickly fell in love with each other despite the illegality of interracial marriage.
Kit was always determined to create a better life for himself and his future family, and he never let the prejudice of others get him down.
We don't hear about Kit's parents in the show, so you'd think that it was because of her relationship that her parents cut ties, knowing the atmosphere of the 60s.
Kit sat nervously at the kitchen table, fidgeting with his hands as his parents glared at him from across the room. He had just broken the news to them that he was planning to marry Alma, and the reaction had not been what he had hoped for.
"Kit, how could you do this to us?" his mother exclaimed, her voice shaking with anger. "You know how we feel about this. It's not right, and it's not what we want for you."
Kit sighed and tried to keep his voice calm. "Mom, I know you have your doubts, but Alma is the most amazing person I've ever met. I love her, and I want to spend the rest of my life with her."
His father crossed his arms and shook his head. "Love doesn't conquer all, son. You're making a big mistake, and you're going to regret it."
Kit stood up, his frustration and hurt starting to boil over. "I'm not making a mistake. I know what I want, and I'm not going to let anyone, not even you, stand in my way."
There was a tense silence as the three of them stared at each other, unsure of what to say next.
Kit's father stood up and looked at him with a stern expression. "Son, if you go through with this wedding, you'll no longer be a member of this family. You'll be disowned, and you'll have to leave this house and never come back."
Kit's heart sank as he realized the gravity of his father's words. He had always known that his parents were opposed to his relationship with Alma, but he had never imagined it would come to this.
"Dad, please don't do this," he pleaded, his voice shaking with emotion. "I love you and Mom, but I also love Alma. I can't choose between the two of you."
His father's face softened a little, and he let out a heavy sigh. "I understand that, son. But this is how it has to be. You have a choice to make, and I hope you'll choose wisely."
We all know what choice Kit made. I think he would have stayed in touch with his brother, maybe Billy would have left Massachusetts to make a life elsewhere. He could send him a postcard every year for Christmas.
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imagining Charlie having an Oh moment when she finds Vaggie napping in a chair one day, early on, with Razzle and Dazzle sprawled out over Vaggie like they're trying to cover as much of her small body as they can with their own even smaller ones-
Charlie pulls out her phone and stealthily inches closer for a picture (she's doesn't' wanna wake them she swears) (she's just never seen something so cuuuuute-)
but a floor board squeaks and Razzle cracks an eye open to glower while Dazzle shushes her
and Charlie stops
There's another Oh... moment, because they've never shushed her before. They were brought to life to keep her safe and they've always only cared about that one thing- it took months for them to stop following Vaggie around the house suspiciously, like they always did with anyone Charlie tried having a relationship with, like a pair of silent, plush guard dogs-
(glaring at Vaggie from shadows, from across the table at breakfast and dinner, from the pillows directly over her head when Charlie finally convinced her maybe sharing a bed would help with the night terrors)
-but that'd all changed, at some point. Only, Charlie hadn't noticed until now
now she does. Now suddenly, she wonders
Charlie creeping over on silent, careful hooves, to gently stroke between the tiny wings of her childhood friends, looking from them to Vaggie's relaxed and sleeping face (getting a little lost watching her, for moment) (reaching out to tuck back a strand of the hair Vaggie is growing out long, accidently stroking Vaggie's cheek, forgetting to take her hand away afterwards) (the longer hair is hard not to play with, she excuses)
Charlie leaning in and asking Razzle and Dazzle, in the softest whisper-
"....are you keeping her safe for me?"
a pair of soft little churrs rising up in answer. Two little plush demons, snuggling closer to Vaggie as Vaggie frowns in her sleep, shifting restlessly, stirring-
Charlie freezing bc she has NO idea what to say if Vaggie wakes up and finds her- well. looming kinda?? while Vaggie SLEEPS???
it feels different than just already being there when Vaggie wakes up in the night, different in how waking up like that was normal when they'd gone to bed together, but crouching down to STARE at someone like this, with your hand still on her cheek, scared to move it in case that REALLY wakes her up when she DIDN'T get much sleep last night and DIDN'T wake you up that time for some reason so you couldn't snuggle her or make her feel better and now you might startle her instead or make her feel awkward which you hate- you don't want her to ever feel awkward around you-
it doesn't matter though
because Vaggie settles down again, as Dazzle croons quietly and Razzle reaches out a little paw to gently press her arm
she used to jump and flinch a little every time she saw them
when did that change?
these days she flicks little snacks at them from off her plate, no matter how many times Charlie reminds her they have their OWN plates and their OWN donuts and are just begging to get ATTENTION, the little show-stealers-
(not like Charlie's doing that too by complaining) (noooooo) (not like she grins like an idiot when Vaggie smiles and says cute things deserve a little extra attention, while looking over at Charlie instead)
these days any annoying demon who comes looking to curry favor with Lucifer (or trying pulling one over Morningstar's "naïve" daughter) gets pinned by THREE dangerous glares while waiting at the door for Charlie to hurry downstairs and meet them
(or rather shoo them away before they say something too not nice and Vaggie grabs her spear while Razzle and Dazzle get within ankle biting range)
when she thinks about it, things have been different for a while now
better. They've been better, and Charlie still doesn't know when or how it happened, and maybe that part doesn't matter so much anyway
in the present, Charlie takes the chance to retrieve her hand (reluctantly..) so she can slip off her jacket and tuck it around the three of them- Razzle, Dazzle. Vaggie- her two old friends and one new but very important one-
important enough to be considered part of her, by them as were created to protect her
and that's a new idea too. but she likes it a lot, she thinks
she likes being part of a family again
-
Vaggie wakes up a good solid two hours of nap time later with Razzle and Dazzle draped over her like furry boas and Charlie's head in her lap, a former Exorcist absolutely COVERED in cuddly demons-
she stays completely still for another hour more afterwards, stiff neck be damned, watching the three of them sleep. Smiling.
.... (it's only the three of them, later)
(when vaggie flutters up and finds razzle curled up on dazzle's memorial, the night after the battle. when she tucks him into her shoulder and heads back to her and charlie's rebuilt room. as a relieved and teary eyed charlie scoops him up and the three up them huddle together under vaggie's reformed wings)
(it's only three of them... but part of why charlie cries that night is knowing dazzle did his job- vaggie is still here)
(dazzle did his best. and for everything charlie lost, the old hotel, too many of the cannibals who followed her, almost all the egg bois, sir pentious, dazzle himself, the faith that she could solve all this without anyone getting hurt...)
(she didn't lose the part of herself that'd held her together the night before the battle, held so many other times, through family calls and failed meetings with heaven) (she didn't lose vaggie-)
(and some of charlie's tears that night, for dazzle, are grateful)
(he died trying to keep charlie safe. and he did. he did)
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hi omg i loved ur hcs for ethan landry as ur bf <333 do you think you could write something like that, but for tate langdon, please?
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TATE LANGDON AS YOUR BOYFRIEND ⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧
ೄྀ࿐ requested ! ˊˎ-
headcanons — // cw ! : dark themes ,, obsessive tendencies,, nsfw !! similar to ethans i try to keep these as realistic as my silly little mind is able to think !! very toxic relationship 🌀 talk of self harm & smoking
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 SFW !!
TATE LANGDON AS YOUR BOYFRIEND . . . is like meeting someone who’s not like anyone you’ve ever met. there are no duplicates, copies or a person even remotely similar to the dark eyed boy.
there’s always been something about his odd personality that has a strange charm to it. he’s always held himself up to his own standards and even back before the entire westfield high situation he’s been very picky about his living style and the people he surrounds himself with.
so therefore when he met you, the stilled silence to his violent tornado, it was as if everything else in the world dimmed and the spotlight shone to you.
he would never leave you alone. not when you move rooms, not if you try to have people over, not when you stormed into the backyard and sat under the flickering moon as you desperately grasped for alone time. not even when you go to the bathroom.
the second he came into your life and you allowed him to, privacy no longer existed. the only time he would ever leave was if he had his own emergency to partake to or if your guardian(s) were around.
at first it was cute, you couldn’t really deny the fact that having a boyfriend so attached to the hip and dependent made your heart flutter in some sort of way. but you quickly learned that even as dreamy as it sounds it’s not all that great.
if you run to the bathroom and lock yourself inside the langdon boy is fast to follow suite, confused on where or what you were running from until he watched you shut the restroom door and he slid his back against it; knees brought up to his chest as he patiently waited for you to come back out. and trust me, he will wait. doesn’t matter if it’s hours or even half of the day. he won’t move an inch.
you hardly invite friends over but the few times you do you’re fast to regret it. you tell him your friends coming over, hoping he’ll take the hint to leave, and he’ll only blankly stare at you; face devoid of any emotion as he mutters a gentle ‘oh’ before returning to looking through your collections of whatever it is you have an abundance of. maybe books, cd’s, vinyls, comics, posters, crystals/rocks, stuffed animals, funky socks or a hoard of animal bones; there’s nothing in your room tate hasnt gotten his hands on.
even after you alert him of the approaching company unless you plan on shoving him out or repeatedly asking him to leave he doesn’t plan on going anywhere. he’s terrible at reading social cues and you have to spell out the simplest things for him.
he’s quick to judge your friends, not one of them is good enough for you in his mind and he’ll be sure to voice that. sometimes even straight to their face; with a blank expression and no emotion behind his eyes. it doesn’t matter how close or how long you’ve known someone, could even be your whole life, they’re not good for you like he is.
he often says the most terrible and disgusting things about them to your face, judging you heavily for the people you hang around and making you feel insecure.
he is definitely the type to drive wedges in between all of your relationships. just with your friends at first but as the relationship furthers he begins to do the same to your family too.
obviously he can’t leave the house but if there was ever a time you ranted about someone you dislike, hurt your feelings or overall anything spoken poorly about them he would remember it till halloween and carefully map out their murder. i mean, you wanted them to die right? why else would you tell him about it?
tate is extremely oblivious to your emotions. he loves you so much and it’s clear to him you must be meant for each other. so no matter how you feel back, reciprocated or not tate would assume you liked him too. he refuses to be in the friend zone and throws a hissy fit if you ever even try.
as we all known he’s one of the prettiest criers out there and this is very useful when it comes to manipulating. he knows you have a weak spot for seeing his tears and now anytime you try to lecture him, kick him out or he feels as though you’re not understanding his (rather malicious) side of the story the tears are quick to fall. but the tricky thing here is that they are always real tears of sadness and regret; it’s just as though he’s reprogrammed himself to cry at any minor inconvenience.
his favorite cuddle position is spooning and he often likes to be the little spoon. no one in his life has ever cared for him enough (or at least in his eyes they haven’t), and when you have your arms securely around him, pulling him into you; it’s like heaven on earth. he feels so safe, warm and comforted. there are of course days where the rolls switch but there’s really no denying he prefers to be the one being spooned.
id definitely say he’s a sort of pathological liar and even when he doesn’t mean for it to happen lies fall from his mouth as easy as tears stream from his eyes. it could be about the stupidest shit or it could be actually serious as he tries to work his way out of a situation he’s actually at fault for.
this makes it really hard to trust him, because it’s eerily scary how easy it is for him to lie straight to your face with even blinking, or come up with excuses on the spot. i know people like to claim they’re usually good at picking up when people are lying to them but with tate it’s a huge challenge. he’s unnaturally good at it and doesn’t hesitate.
it’s not easy to pick up on his fibs in the moment but there are a few times you’re able to realize later on; as his stories don’t add up or he forgot his lie in the first place and comes up with a completely different one when asked the same question from before.
and even then once he gets caught; deny deny deny. you’re the one in the wrong for accusing him of something like that when he just has a poor memory and suddenly you’re the bad guy for pointing fingers even though you’re the one with evidence and he just throws out empty accusations.
if you smoke i think he’d love to break into your stash a lot, he didn’t use weed before his death but once you introduce him i see him as a sort of mini-stoner. he’ll use your stuff without even asking. he kind of contradicts himself in that way because for the most part when he was still living he thought people who smoked or drank were stupid, ruining their body. he looked down on them. when you’re dead though you cant really destroy your body and though he still doesn’t like drinking he’ll indulge in smoking.
if you do any sort of after school activity or club he’ll encourage you to quit, telling you how it’s all stupid and a waste of time that you could be spending together. if you refuse he’ll try to sabotage it for you the best he can while being confined to the house. maybe sending a nasty email to your teacher/coach or by ruining a uniform or equipment you use.
there’s definitely times when he’s asked you to drop out of highschool to which you immediately declined and there’s not really much else he could do about this nuisance.
langdon will put you onto his likes and interests, music or movies he has a taste for. he’ll try the stuff you like as well but he’s quick to judge and doesn’t do second thoughts or tries. if he doesn’t like it he won’t even pretend to and will harsh out negative reviews before you turn it off. and then he’ll act confused on why you suddenly stopped it but he’s very glad you did. he couldn’t stand it.
and because of this when you’re hanging out it’s all about what tate wants to do. the music he wants to play. the things he wants to talk about and the films he wants to watch.
jealousy is a major problem for him and the mention of really anyone, but especially if it’s a guy, will have his blood pumping and his head spinning.
to him, he only has you. it should be the same way around, he absolutely hates that you have and know other people that aren’t just him.
tw? — if you ever try to leave him he goes all out and puts on the most dramatic show you’ve literally ever seen. throwing himself against walls, screaming and crying his eyes out, burying his head in his knees and clutching at his hair while begging and pleading for you to stay. he doesn’t get angry at all but turns more pathetic and desperate as he clings onto you. lots of “ill do better”, “you can’t leave me”, “tell me what I did wrong” and “you’re all I have”’s leaving his lips. if this doesn’t work he’ll harm himself in front of you, smashing his head against the wall or even using a sharp tool to cut into his arm while only asking one thing. “is this what you want?”
tw? — it’s a very draining relationship and can impact your mental space a lot. if you self harm he will catch you eventually, whether it’s while in the act or the scars/scabs from after. he’ll grab your arm (not assuming that’s where you sh, just so he has a grip on you), asking you how you could be so selfish (which is his way of caring) and then asking you to cut him instead anytime you wanted to hurt yourself. this is obviously off putting and drives a wedge between you for a while, which he will trap you back by guilting you and apologizing. (even though he was completely serious when asking and still is.)
the blonde haired boy lives for your validation. he’s constantly asking for reassurance and pestering you with loads of questions. whether if it’s if you like his outfit to if you still had feelings for him or not.
he’s a huge listener than he is a talker and could sit for hours, happily criss crossed and a toothless and content smile on his face while you go on about every little detail of your day.
he’s definitely asked you to do his eyeliner before but would rather die (again) than have anything else applied to his skin. it would cripple his masculinity.
overall he’s very touchy, craving for any contact he can get with you. resting his head on your shoulder, holding hands, his hand on your thigh or pinkies intwined. he always has to be touching you in some way.
recommending books and songs are one of his all time favorite things to do and he does expect you to read or listen to all of his suggestions. he’ll ask you about it a few days later after initially suggesting it and will get upset if you still haven’t looked into it.
tate hardly gets angry, he’s very sensitive as we all know and most of the time it ends in his hysterical sobs; but when the fire inside him lights it’s terrifying.
if you weren’t the one to make him angry you’d usually be okay, he’d rant about it to you while you played with his hair; describing all of the horrendous ways he wanted to see the person or thing he’s mad at crash and burn. if he’s angry at you it’s like he moves on his own, putting you in a chokehold and slamming you against the wall, yelling and pointing fingers at you. pushing items off your desks/dressers/shelf’s and you make him go away; scared of him hurting you. he wouldn’t, not intentionally, but it was a very scary sight to see.
of course within hours he’d return, tears streaming down his face and begging on his knees for your forgiveness, arms latched around your legs as he sobbed into them and refused to let go until you forgave him.
as much as he loves you and wants you to be together forever, he would never purposefully go to the extent of killing you in the house so you could stay with him forever at the age you are. it sucks, he knows it sucks, but he does have a boundary set for that. he doesn’t want you stuck there for the rest of your life. he’s just hoping you’ll stay in that house with him willingly anyway. he’d let you go after crying his heart out for days, but he’d never let you forget him or move on. and being honest; he would probably start to regret the decision.
his love for you goes beyond words, it consumes him completely. he knows now his purpose. the day he died in that house and the years that passed waiting up to the day he met you.
he was made for loving you, in his own sick way. you are his entire heart.
NSFW !!
tate is a switch in the bedroom, but he’s so easy to dominate which makes him lead towards being more submissive. of course he’ll be in his dominant moods, there’s no doubt, but it’s laughable how easy it is to take control back over him.
he loves to overstimulate you, fucking you or relentlessly giving you head for hours, not giving you rest inbetween as you beg for him to stop through shattered moans.
(if you’re a female) — we all know about his mommy issues and he definitely incorporates that into the bedroom in some ways.
(if you’re a female) — he’s a tits man rather than ass and anytime you’re going at it your shirt has to be off, he doesn’t care what size breasts you have all he wants is to attach his mouth around your nipples and tease them with his tongue, sucking lightly before leaving hickeys all over them.
(if you’re a female) — he has the best fuck me eyes the worlds ever seen and when he’s bottoming he can’t stop himself from calling you ‘mama’.
he’s very kinky, and he has put on the infamous leather suit before to fuck you. it makes him feel more powerful, like he’s in control.
when he’s topping he’ll have one hand pinning one of your arms above your hand while using his other to interlace your fingers, crying into your neck with all the pleasure he’s feeling.
he’s not the greatest on cleaning up afterwords but he always snuggles you, cuddling up to you in a ball and resting his head soundly on your chest as his breathing slows and he drifts off.
but the most important thing to know — tate is godly at sex. he doesn’t have the most experience in the world but he definitely wasn’t a virgin by the time you met and he knows what he’s doing.
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ a/n : thank you sm for requesting , made my day !! i hope that this is to your liking, i appreciate the compliment ab my ethan headcanon i tried my best <33. my inbox is open to all !!
started 08.06.23. finished 08.07.23.
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Part 2..
I need something else to do in my life.
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