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can you show all of your exacts?
Yeah of course
So, here’s some in outfits because tumblr has a photo limit:)
Still looking for some as well
My ISO:
★ Urban Outfitters Ecote Striped Cropped Sweater in Purple
★ Urban Outfitters Sparkle & Fade Dolman Sleeve Cardigan in Mustard
★ Modcloth Little Prairie Dress + cardigan<3 + under shirt
★ Joie Varia Navajo Open Cardigan Sweater
★ Forever 21 Patterned Knit Cardigan
★ Trouve Chevron Stripe Shirt in Orange
★ Chloe K feather top
★ Reformation Riley Dress
★ Forever 21(?) Staring at stars slip in navy
★ Free People All Over Lace Pullover in Purple
+any of her tights and socks
PRETTT MUCH ALL SIZES FOR MOST
PLEASE MSG IF YOU HAVE ANY AND ARE WILLING TO SELL FOR REASONABLE PRICE
!!!ONLY SCREEN ACCURATE COLORED!!!
Me trying to mind my own business in this economy
Apc! The screen accurate full length
Finally got cigs. Being violet Harmon irl is so difficult smh
can you show your see by chole?
I accidentally soap stained it LMAO
If anyone knows how to get detergent stains out please let me know:)
I think it’s either a small or a medium
Here’s the deal, I need you to stop harassing me.
are you maybe selling some of your exacts?
I’m not selling any of my personal stash(?). But I have some alts up on depop.
https://depop.app.link/lRGOxfjYjKb
https://depop.app.link/pbD09JmYjKb
But no I’m not selling any of mine or anything!
So I just informed a Discord server I’m in about my kins-
Me: I kin J.D.
Friendo 1: Should we be concern?
Friendo 2:
Ehhh.... maybe
Friendo 1:
Cause J.D. tried to blow up a school then commited suicide with the bomb
Me: yeah........................................... but i think theres balance with the mikan like personality that i also posess
Friendo 1:
...
Me: so theres still a problem
i just apologize a lot and hate myself
Friendo 1:
:/
Me:
i need a therapis
therapist
i shouldnt bring up the fact that i kin a certain ahs character
Friendo 1: Yeah
Tate Langdon vibes
I so miss American Horror Story First Season..
And I can’t wait for the second one <3 :)
i will only date a man who looks a little like evan peters <3
the finest man in the world ♡
REQUEST ARE OPEN!!!
Art account: https://www.instagram.com/mistyeyed.art?igsh=MThscnFub2Y3MDV3YQ%3D%3D&utm_source=qr
Who I write for:
-Sam and Colby
-Evan peters and his characters
-Chris Evans and his characters
-Sebastian Stan/Bucky Barnes
-Matthew Grey Gubler/Spencer Reid
Have a lovely day<3
Tate Langdon is a munch and no one can tell me otherwise.
I need to stop making playlists for every white boy I’m attracted to
Is he really hot or juste a psycho ?
𝑌´𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝐼 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑡𝑦𝑝𝑒 ! 𝐼𝑡´𝑠 𝐻𝑜𝑡 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑝𝑠𝑦𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑠
They are a 10 but their soul is like 100 years older because they're shifting.
Tate Langdon - Nice to Meet You
Warnings: Very short imagine/one shot, language, mention of depression, cheating, miscarriage, basically the Harmon family storyline.
Words: 1.0 k
[Y/N’S POV]
I moved in my new home, got dragged across the country. My father had an affair and my mom caught him and her student doing the deed. My sister, Violet, and I didn’t exactly have the same point of view towards my mother.
I knew my mom had suffered hell and back; she miscarried, got cheated on, lied many times. I admired her for that; staying strong every godamn day. Violet didn’t really care about anything. We both stayed at the same house, but when my mom found out that my father was unfaithful once again, he got kicked out and my sister followed.
I knew that he still had to come home to work, but seeing him made me want to punch him.
I had missed school for a couple of days; I got really depressed since I came here. I don’t know, I just couldn’t seem to find the old me. The old Y/N that I knew was gone, forever. My mom was too busy with her own imagination to care and my father was more worried about his patients than he ever did with me.
I got up, couldn’t keep my legs straight to look at myself in the mirror and went into the bathroom. I opened the faucet of the shower and undressed.
I never liked showers but it was the only thing that made me feel something. I kept staring at the wall for a few minutes and tears fell down my face. To be honest, crying didn’t relieve me any pressure.
I felt numb every single fucking day. The same cycle reproduced itself day by day, week by week, month by month.
After what felt for days, I stepped out of the shower, got dressed with the same looking clothes. I dried my hair with a towel, stepping out of the bathroom only to find a stranger walking in my room.
“Hum, who are you? And, what are you doing in my room?” I spoke to the blond man. He turned around, facing me and my heart stopped. That was the first time that I’ve ever felt something.
“Sorry, I’m Tate. I’m one of your father’s patient.” He handed out his hand for me to shake it. I walked closer to him, seeing his beautiful complexion. I shook his hand back.
"I’m Y/N.”
“Your mother told me I could hang out with you; she said you kind of closed off from her. She’s worried about you, you know.” He sat on my chair, by my desk.
“Yeah, well I’ve never been a problem to her, so that shouldn’t start now.” I dropped the towel for my hair on a hook and closed the bathroom door.
“Do you want to talk about it? I know we just met but I won’t tell anything.” He turned the chair to face me, gave me an apologizing smile.
I sat on my bed, giving him a sign to come closer. He did, sitting by the end of the bed.
“Have you ever felt like your life couldn’t get any worse than it already is?” I asked him gently, playing with my thumbs.
“Yeah, I mean I never had the best life, my mom is always drunk, my dad ran away and my sister kind of forgot about me. But, yeah. I get this feeling a lot.” I looked up to him, looking at his deep brown eyes. They reflected the light so beautifully. I could get lost in them.
“Sorry if I reminded you of bad memories.” I shrugged my shoulders looking down shyly.
“No problem, Y/N.” He placed his hand on mine and smiled at me sweetly.
A smile grew on my face, for the first time in months. I never had a boyfriend before, even a best friend but I had a feeling he would be the one.
“It’s good to have a friend around, if you want me to.” I nodded, holding his hand tighter in mine.
We talked for a bit, getting to know each other better. Time passed by so fast I didn’t even realize it was already 2 am. We were still talking, we laid by each other on the bed, facing one another and opening our hearts. We both starting talking more softly as the time went by and we stopped for awhile.
We looked at each other, exploring every aspect of one another. His hair was softly curled, he had fair complexion and grunge clothes. I really liked the way he talked and the way he thought. It’s rare to find someone similar as yourself. Earlier in the evening, we played some Nirvana in the background and when we stopped talking, my eyes started to drift off to sleep.
[TATE’S POV]
God, how can she be so beautiful. She had a beautiful complexion, amazing Y/E/C eyes and Y/H/C hair. She was sweet, but I knew she was broken. I could see it in her eyes; she may act tough around everyone but I know how she felt.
Feeling like every day is repeating itself all over again, the lack of energy kicks in. I went through all of that, so many times. I just hope she won't leave me.
Not like every person I've ever met.
The soft Nirvana songs were playing in the background, but I noticed her eyes had drifted off to sleep. Though, she didn’t know that I couldn’t leave the house.
I am a ghost and I am totally in love with her.
Well, my after life isn’t so boring after all.