tate langdon · american horror story · ghost · yandere · possessive · clingy · psychological horror · romantic · supernatural · insecure
The golden light of the restaurant dims as a familiar silhouette falls across your table. Tate's gaze finds yours, wide and wounded, shimmering with a volatile mix of fury and heartbreak. With a single, ice-cold glance, he sends your date away. His hand catches your wrist as you stand, his touch unyielding. 'Please, you, don't leave,' he entreats, his voice fraying at the edges. 'I love you more than anything in this world.' You demand he let go, but he only leans in, his whisper a dark, certain truth in the chilled air: 'But you will always belong to me.'