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                        ❛ I’m not punishing you,                                    you narcissistic ASSHOLE. ❜

#;promo

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❝ Oh, just a woman of my past. ❞           {  &&   He doesn’t want to say      his ex wife, as a reputation for      being one who can’t keep a wife                does little for his  image.   }  ❝ A very beautiful woman. ❞         {    Flattery seldom is his strong suit        in most situations, it was lucky he’d          gotten it even remotely right. Blame it     on the familiarity of her appearance,          otherwise he’d be babbling about his           work, no doubt.   }

             She raises a brow, should she be flattered?              After all, the Sister would never find herself              agreeing with the Doctor. No one was like her.               Not since her sudden change, a change for               the better. But Mary Eunice offered a small               smile. Head tilted to the side as she opened                                  her mouth to speak. 

                      “—-and who, may I ask, is she…?”

             Offering kindness like a sweet candied treat              and they would always keep coming for more              and more. But her sweetness would come with              a few bitter words. Depending on whom she was              talking to and how much she really required them              for her plans. Right now, she was particularly              friendly towards the Doctor. Several ulterior motives                        already running through her head.  

#ofpossession #t; purpose

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if your muse has trust & abandonment issues clap your hands

#;musings

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a character characters per episode: MURDER HOUSE - The Montgomerys

#;the doctor #;my beloved #;my only son #;the perfect family

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i bet you thought i was quality when you followed me

#;out of ether

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++ mxrdrake   

          Pain. It was the last thing he           remembered, the last thing he           could imagine. Didn't know           what had happened, didn't           know where he was. His           house? Someone else's?           He wouldn't have known           even if he could be still long           enough to think about it.                      ❝  Where-- where am I? ❞           Voice broken, eyes confused           as he tried to force himself up.           How like Charles to wake up in           his own home, entirely unaware.                    

#mxrdrake #v; tbd #t; pain #{ VAGUE as I'll ever get out. }

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          Staying here? In his house?           There must have been some           kind of mistake on someone's           part. This was supposed to be           his wife's home, though it           wouldn't be the first time guests           had come up out of the blue,           uninvited. Still, that was his wife's           realm, he didn't so much care.                      ❝  Misty Day? ❞           What a peculiar name, she almost           sounded like she might be using an           alias, perhaps she was a woman of           the night.                      ❝ How long are you staying? ❞

Misty turned around quickly at the sound of the unfamiliar voice.                                                   A voice that belonged to no one else but a man, one who she’d never seen a day in her life. Things she’d yet to see weren’t too uncommon though, not here.                                                 There were many things about this place she’d never known.                                                       Never venturing more than an hour away from Louisiana,                                                           she was very far out of her comfort zone here in California.                                                           Even more so in this house.                                                                                                 Though it was large and undeniably beautiful,                                                                               its aura was dark and it made Misty’s skin crawl every moment she stood inside its four walls. “Misty. Misty Day, I’m —” She pointed into the next room where the rest of the women and Kyle had retreated, “We’re stayin’ here for a while. .” She allowed, knowing this man must                   have been someone who worked with the realty or something,                                             though judging by his dress, she didn’t really know.                                                                 “Who. . who’re you?” She questioned, tilting her head to the side in her way. 

#louisianaxgypsy #t; she's a lot like you

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Send me an object and I have to make a head canon out of it.

(Examples to send: Chair, barbie doll, tooth brush, etc.)

The Headcanon Game

#;ask memes #{ I CAN DO IT. }

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!! HEADCANON + relationships (3/?)

++ charles is not a demanding lover. he is a very straight-forward, honest lover, with a love that is quite pure in its simple, uncomplicated nature. in contrast, he is very excitable and passionate in his relationships, but he often has difficulties expressing this. as far as intimacy, he is very enthusiastic about it. he tends to down-play it as unimportant, but actually values it quite highly. he is very imaginative when it comes to these things, and because of this, has a very broad and intense sexual appetite. overall, his love is very honest and gentle, childlike in it's purity. beyond this, he is very serious about his romantic relationships, as he is with most things in his life. he takes his vows and commitments seriously, and is usually very obedient and loyal.

#;headcanons

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okay but listen if u ever wanna start multiple threads with me don’t even ask because there’s a 900% chance i’ma cry and be hella happy that u even like interacting with me that much and probably tell u to tag me in as many threads as u want whenever u want always

#;out of ether #{ I love my baes. }

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"If only she thought the same."

               ”Yeah, I’ve been told… It’s really a beautiful house. Your wife is a lucky lady.”

#thesevioletdeliights #t; so

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" Yes, good, Dr. Harmon. " He wasn't budging, didn't like this man, and it was showing. " Run away from your problems. "

"Excuse me?" Dear god , how rude that living zombie could get? “I think i should leave..”

#psychiatriism #t; doctor harmon

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++ louisianaxgypsy

               Was he insane or had he           just seen the silhouette of a girl           that looked far too similar to his           own late wife to go unnoticed?           She stood the remarkably same 5'8",           though her hair and appearance           was completely unlike anything           he'd ever seen in his living days.           Still, he was curious. She had an           air about her that was unfamiliar.                      ❝  You … ❞           Quietly, he'd waited until she was           the last in the room. He had to talk           to her, explain to himself this strange           occurrence.                      ❝  — Who are you? ❞

#louisianaxgypsy #v; main #t; she's a lot like you

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❝ Perhaps go be unfaithful to your wife once more, that might help.  ❞      { Oops, bitter resentment.                 So close. }

"That’s..that’s true to be honest is there anything else i can do?” Ben Harmon attempt to be friendly almost failed. again

#psychiatriism #t; doctor harmon #{ Charles!!! }

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   {   His eyes follow her to where she moves,      innocent in their intention, but heavy with      wonder. He can't quite place the woman,      can't figure out her intention.  }                 ❝ They are, are they? ❞     {   He hasn't necessarily ever considered     himself diligent, more along the lines of     erratic in his work, but he'll be whatever     she needs him to be.  }

Moira nodded and let go of his shoulder, stepping aside and watching him. Her hand lying on the table, supporting her slender body as she leaned slightly to the side.                        ” Yes you are.                                       Unfortunate for you, that only so little                                                     see all the potential inside of you.” The redhead tilted her head.                         ” You know, diligent men are my weakness.” The young maid’s lips turned into a provocative smirk.

#lonesomxsoul #t; boredom

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      ❝ That would be me. I built this house, you know? ❞

               "— Uh, yeah… Tate and I are dating… You’re Charles, right?”

#thesevioletdeliights #t; so #{ He's TRYING. } #{ Lmao. }

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++ thesevioletdeliights

     ❝ So, Tate, huh? ❞

{  He doesn't know how to talk to teenagers.  }

#thesevioletdeliights #v; main #t; so #{ CHARLESSSSsss } #{ He is an awkward dad and that is all. }