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Are You Afraid Of Anything - Tate Langdon
Tate Langdon x Fem!reader
Warnings: none
Word count: 584
Summary: You come home and Tate thought you left the house permitted only to find out you just went to school you both start talking because he wants to get to know you
Authors Note: “I thought you weren’t afraid of anything” American Horror Story Season 1 (Murder House), so this is based off of this line Tate says. I just started the show, so be nice it's my first AHS imagine. y/f/s - Your/Favorite/Soda
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I was so delighted when I unlocked my door. All I could think about at school was coming home, avoiding homework and talking to my new found ghostly friend Tate. I have been living at the famous Murder House for about 2 and a half months. Tate told me everything he did after 3 weeks after moving in. He didn’t know what he was doing because he did cocaine, he was getting back at his mom, plus you can tell he regrets and feels bad about it. I didn’t care about his past I care about now.
“Where were you?” Tate asked coming up behind me in the kitchen wrapping his arms securely around my torso. I closed the fridge after grabbing a can of y/f/s. I turned in his arms looking at him with adoration.
“The horrible hell hole they call school” I chuckled before looking at his face more closely. I could tell he was a combination of fearful, scared, and alarmed. I could tell something was off with him. Then it clicked he thought I wasn’t coming back. His eyes had terms starting to form in them.
“Hey, hey, hey, school is mandatory.As much as I don’t like going I have to, but I wouldn’t just up and leave you. Ok?” I stated cupping his face in between y hands, using my thumbs rubbing lightly back and forth on his cheekbones. I couldn’t be anymore fond of this boy. “Come on, lets go hang out in our room.” grabbing his hand and tugging him along with me up the stairs.
I like to refer to it as ‘our’ room when it’s just us because it was his first.
Once we got to our room I shut the door. Then he was the one pulling me. He jerked me over towards my bed and yanked me down on top of him. We started laughing really hard. Once the laughing died down we ended up just gazing into each others eyes I love his deep brown eyes, they are the most captivating brown eyes I’ve ever seen.
We sat criss-cross from each other on the bed, he started fiddling with my hands.
“Are you afraid of anything?” he asked out of the blue. I thought about it for a moment I’m not afraid of much but I’m not gonna rule out everything.
“I wouldn’t say I’m not afraid of anything but I am not afraid of most things.” I responded looking up from our hands. There isn’t much that I think we haven’t told each other. He’s like my only real friend, people suck.
“I will protect you from everything. Even when your not afraid of whatever's there. Promise.” he proclaimed nonchalantly.
“Your so full of shit” I mumbled looking down again. But he extended his hand up and lifted my chin up to get me to look him in the eyes.
“No, no I promise. I’m serious,I promise nothing will get you as long as I’m around. I mean it.” he stated looking me in the eyes sternly so I know he’s telling me the honest truth.
After that you nodded ‘yes’ understanding what he meant and said. After that he ushered me to lay down with him. He opened his leg’s and I layed down laying against his chest. Our legs tangled together and his arms enveloping me in his warmth with love and care.
We eventually fell asleep like that, after moving the comforter around us.
4am Cuddles - Tate Langdon
Tate Langdon x fem!reader
Warnings: none
Word count: 331
Summary: “You came into my room at 4am to cuddle?”
Authors Note: AHS Murder House, reader lives in murder house
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I was having a hard time sleeping tonight I didn’t know why. I don’t have school tomorrow. But not being able to sleep is awful. I have a movie running on my t.v., but it seems even that wouldn’t work I have pushed play on the menu 3 times already. I wasn't facing it anymore. I have my back turned to it.
“I picked up my phone to check the time. 4:00 a.m. it read. Seriously, the sun will rise in less than an hour. I put my phone back on my nightstand.
I moved my blankets up and adjusted my pillow.
I started to feel like I was starting to fall asleep. But I felt the bed dip down behind me. Which made me alert.
When I felt arms wrap around my middle I quickly turned my head to see who it was.
When I noticed it was Tate I untensed.
He chuckled before nuzzling his head into my neck. Before he started kissing my neck.
“Sorry if I scared you” he said mumbled into my neck. Stroking my abdomen.
“You didn’t scare me. Just startled me. You know it’s 4 in the morning right?” I said leaning into him.
“Yeah but I saw you couldn’t sleep and I am in the mood for cuddles.” he snuggled closer to me, kissing my shoulder
“So, you came into my room at 4 am to cuddle?” I asked him giggling.
“Hmmhm” he responded. I could feel him smiling
“Your staying home right?” he brought his head up and rested his chin on my shoulder
“Yeah, I have the day off from school. Why?” I turned in his embrace, cuddling into his chest.
“Because we are going to sleep in. And when everyone's gone we’ll make breakfast together.” he stated tightening his arms around me, resting his head on mine.
“That sounds great.” I cuddled into him more, if possible. Not long after that I fell asleep in his arms.
Environments - Tate Langdon
Tate x fem!reader
Warnings: mentions of little bit abuse
Word count: 121
Summary: Tate called Y/n over to help him feel safe.
Authors Note: I don't really watch or write for AHS anymore but I wrote this a long time ago and lost the notebook so ...
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“Thanks for staying over tonight.” Tate said shyly as they entered his bedroom.
“Its no problem tate.” Y/n smiled over at him. He and his mother had gotten into a rather large fight and he didn’t want to stay alone.
Tate nodded and shrugged. “Its not exactly the best environment.”
Y/n smiled over at him. “Tate, its fine. I’m just happy to get to spend time with you.”
Tate smiled and grabbed her hand. “Come on, I’ll let you borrow a shirt to sleep in.”
“Thank you.” Y/n blushed following after him.
Once that was settled they both climbed into his bed to sleep for the night.
“Goodnight, Y/n.” Tate whispered.
“Goodnight, Tate.” Y/n whispered back
Your A Ghost - Tate Langdon
Tate x Fem!reader
Warnings: none
Word count: 147
Authors Note: Just a short mini imagine I don't really watch the show anymore but I wrote this a long time ago.
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“You have school tomorrow. Get. In. Bed!” Tate spoke trying to be stern but Y/n just laughed him off.
“Why do you care? Your a ghost.” Y/n stated turning to look at the blonde haired boy, standing in her room with his arms crossed.
Tate sighed in irritation. “I don't, but I do want you to get your ass in bed so we can snuggle.”
“Fine. Fine.” Y/n raised her hands in defeat. “This better?” She asked sarcastically as she got comfortable in her bed with Tate snuggled up behind her being the big spoon.
“Hmmmm hmmmm” he hummed very satisfied.
“You know I need to sleep right?” Y/n scoffed as Tate just kept nudging her with his head.
“Yeah, sadly.” Tate grumbled.
Y/n laughed at his actions. “Night, Tate.”
“Night, Y/n.” he sighed with a huge smile on his face.
Multiple - Tate Langdon
Tate x Fem!reader
Warnings: bad intentions?
Word count: 326
Summary: The other ghosts in the Murder House don’t seem to like the reader, like to torment her. Tate on the other hand is a wee bit protective of her.
Authors Note: Wrote this ages ago and just found it. I write all of my stories on paper first, it got lost in my room. I haven't posted for Tate in a long time, I have couple other ones I found with this one that have been posted. I don't really write for AHS anymore but I found these in my room and I wrote them years ago but lost them so here they are.
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“Wh-who are y-you?” Y/n stuttered out as she saw strangers in her house.
“Really? Have you not figured it out yet?” One fo the men said with disgust.
“Give her a break. SHe’s been busy.” The woman spoke softly.
“Yeah, to busy to notice all the extra peoplerunning around the house.” The other man agreed with the woman.
“What?” Y/n asked feeling her whole body start shaking.
“Enough! Time for some fun.” The first one spoke again, smirking. An with that Y/n took off running scarred out of her mind.
“Woah, woah, woah. Slow down or you’ll break your neck.” Tate grabbed her before she could fall.
“I-I, their-” Y/n shook her head frantically.
“Woah. Slow down. What’s wrong? Your shaking.” Tate furrowed his brow in completely worry.
“Their- their coming after me.” She stuttered shaking even more.
“Your all Dicks! You know that?! None of you wanted to die and get stuck here. SO why are you all doing it to others?!” Tate screamed at the ghosts on the second level, holding Y/n tight to his chest. Trying to soothe her.
“Come on,I’ll stay by your side.” he whispered in her ear pulling her back up the stairs in his arms. Taking her back to her room.
“B-but when you l-leave -” Y/n shuddered
“I’m not gonna leave. I’ll stay near by when you can’t see me, I’m stilling gonna be their. Okay?” Tate reassured her as he helped her change into her pj’s.
“Promise?” she asked looking up at him with frightened eyes.
“I promise.” Tate stated sternly.
“Are you sure that they won’t-”
“I’m sure.” Tate held her hand tight to give her reassurance.
“Trust me, you have more than me on your side. Now lets get you to sleep. I’ll be here the whole time. I promise.” Tate settled into bed with Y/n holding her tightly which was helping to calm her nerves. “I promise.”
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View from the Tate Gallery, Liverpool. After looking at this photo further I realised that the window creates a grid/grey dot optical illusion!
A few personal favourites from the Constellations exhibition at the Tate, Liverpool. (Make Art Not War- Bob and Roberta Smith, Venus of the Rags- Michelangelo Pistoletto, Kora- John Chamberlain, Self Portrait- Andy Warhol).
The Mirror (1900) by William Orpen. Tate Britain.
Dorothea Lieven (1813) by Thomas Lawrence. Tate Britain.
we're not just dating here we're fucking horror moviing
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YES I JUST LINED HIM OVER COMEOOOON how do u draw his hair???? it's insane T.T
