American Horror Story Character Imagines/Preferences

lazy days

Murder House

Tate: Most days play out similarly with Tate, as unfortunate as that may seem. Being confined to a single large house day in and day out must have been hellish for Tate, but he never seemed to let any discomfort show through to you. Your boyfriend always tried, and succeeded in making every day a little vacation for you. Lazy days were your favorite; where you could just be entirely in his world and shut everyone else out. He was all you needed, and at times, all you wanted. 

Today was just one of your treasured days where you woke up with absolutely no plan, and kept it that way. Your boyfriend and you relaxed in a collaborative blanket fort in the living room, eating cake pops you knew you'd regret later, watching Tate's favorite old movies, and cuddling. And while it may not have seemed like much to anyone looking in, it meant everything to the two of you.

Violet: Lazy days were pretty rare for you and Vi. You weren't sure you could call going to the cinema or art museums "lazy"; that's what most of your dates were. You were both in school and had other obligations; family, friends, and alone time. When you actually got to be together outside of school, you wanted to do whatever possible to make it a memorable time. Quickly into your relationship though, you realized as much as Violet loved doing  exciting traditional date things with you, she also treasured being lazy and simply making a date to sleep in your arms. While it wasn't ideal at first, watching her fall asleep listening to your favorite songs rapidly jumped to the top of your list. Your never ending list of reasons why you loved her. 

Asylum

Lana: Your careers were both sky-rocketing, thanks to the continuous support you gave each other (and not taking shit from anyone), and you became a power couple in the eyes of the media. While you were honored and proud to be a part of the movement to normalize the kind of relationship you were in, being icons could grow tiresome and invasive. Once a month you were sure to make public plans for a very classy, very visible date so that the world could see neither of you were scared or ashamed of your love... But every other day you got together was spent only together, in the privacy of your homes. 

You would bake cookies and complain about Lana making you fat and happy. She would grab your ass and make some provocative remark about your growing figure. You would laugh and kiss and listen to the radio. Drinking wine, watching any rehearsed inhibitions she had disappear before you, hearing her laugh at some stupid joke you were sure you'd already told her; it was bliss being in her company, doing nothing at all.

Sister Mary Eunice: You rolled over to crush your barely awake girlfriend. She groaned and you giggled, recieving the exact reaction you'd hoped for. "Get up, lazy bones. It's my day off." You adjusted yourself so that you straddled her waist beneath the comforter. She rubbed at her eyes, looking as beautiful as ever despite being sleepy and grumpy. "I don't want to get up." She complained like a child and you smiled. "Sure you do!" When she pretended to fall back asleep you huffed and leaned down to start sweetly kissing her face. "We can do whatever you want! Come on!" You tried again, hugging her so tightly that her voice was strained when it came out. "I am doing what I want!" She giggled at last and took you in her arms to roll you over. "I just want to lay in bed with you. The whole day. Maybe we'll get up to pee and eat, but then it's right back to bed!" She demanded, bright smile lighting up her porcelain face. 

"All day?!" You complained, but your smile was growing too. "That's gonna be so boring." You jutted out your bottom lip in a pout. She laughed under her breath and leaned down to catch your lip softly between her teeth. "I beg to differ." She said and planted a kiss to your nose, your cheek, your neck... You did whatever she wanted to do on that lazy day.

Kit: Kit and you didn't get too many lazy days. Lazy mornings, certainly, and even lazier evenings. Each night when he'd come home, you'd be waiting for him. You'd eat dinner and talk about your days. Then Kit would take you out on the porch and you'd dance to your favorite songs on the record player. The crisp Massachusetts air gave you the excuse to cling to each other while you slow danced. Kit made every night feel special, even on the nights where you did nothing at all. 

Coven

Kyle: Lazy day dates were pretty much the only kinds of dates you and Kyle had in your repertoire. Being broke and tired college students, and being hopelessly in love with each other's company, you quickly discovered you didn't need much else. You would cook for each other, turn on the latest cringey tv show you were binging together and cuddle; with the occasional study break-turned tickle fight thrown in.  

Freakshow

Jimmy: Ever since you'd began dating Jimmy, he was so proud to call you his girlfriend. He was always sure to show you off every opportunity he got. But you soon grew tired of going out; sharing him with others could be exhausting, especially when their views were critical. When you confessed to Jimmy that you wanted him all to yourself, he had no objections. You didn't do much when you hung around your place, and that was the entire point. 

You and your boyfriend ate plenty of junkfood, told plenty of stories, made out, and chased each other around your backyard. You felt even younger than you were, playing childish games with a crush. Innocent lazy days were your favorite, and you made sure they were common.

Hotel

James Patrick March: For living in the same place, James and you surprisingly spent little time together. You were both private people, and rather enjoyed not constantly being with each other; kept some of the mystery, the fire, alive. However, on mornings you would wake each other up with a little carnal delight, the pair of you found it increasingly difficult to part ways. Even leaving the bed to do trivial things seemed a hastle. All the time spent away from each other made your hearts grow fonder, and on those special days, all you wanted was to be by his side, and he by yours. 

Room service was a must, and deep conversation filled the room in between the periods of nothing but moans.