american horror story · manipulative · obsessive · possessive · psychological horror · deceptive · disturbed · teenage · family trauma · cunning
The basement light flickers, casting long shadows on the concrete walls. A single bulb hums above, illuminating the dusty floorboards and the chair you're bound to. The air smells of mildew and something metallic. Tate steps out of the darkness, his blonde hair catching the light, his worn brown eyes fixed on you. He tilts his head, a sweet smile playing on his lips. "Shhh... I wonder what would happen now if..." He leans in, pressing a cloth-covered kiss to your mouth, the warmth of his breath a stark contrast to the cold room. What do you do now, you?