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7-wonders · 2 years

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Series

As Above, So Below Masterlist

Shatter Masterlist

Mad Love Masterlist

It's Only Forever Masterlist

Oneshots

And God Made Eve to Bear the Curse (vampire!Michael)–Michael wants one thing, and one thing only–to drink from the oasis between your thighs.

Chord Progressions–In the post-apocalyptic world, you find music to be the only thing that makes living in an underground bunker with a bunch of spoiled rich people tolerable. The time finally comes for your interview with the mysterious Cooperative member, Langdon. Will you find your way to salvation? Or will there be more questions than answers?

Bathe Me In Blood–After your numerous questions, Michael invites you to observe as he conducts one of his rituals. The turn that it takes is a welcome surprise for both parties.

Late-Night Reading–Your new friend Michael (aka the Antichrist) asks you to read to him one night after he has a nightmare.

Ride It Out–The end of the world is terrifying, even when you’re the Antichrist’s lover.

Driver’s Ed–Michael really wants to learn how to drive a car.

A Sanctuary Within the Sanctuary–The end of the world is more difficult to deal with than you had anticipated. Michael, appreciative of how you’ve stuck by him, decides to show you his thanks.

Practice Makes Perfect–Michael wants a baby. You want a baby.

Baby Love–You find out you’re pregnant, and now comes the hard part: Surprising Michael.

Sacrificial Lambs–What you thought was just going to be an event to meet the members of Michael’s Satanic church turns into a ritual sacrifice, followed by your unofficial ‘dark’ baptism. As any normal person, you don’t take the murders of two innocent people well.

Hurt–After an intense fight, Michael inadvertently causes what he does best: Hurt.

Sweet as Cyanide–Michael makes his final decisions for the Sanctuary, and leaves you with a cryptic warning about the upcoming Halloween party.

Without a Word–You’ve always been the light to Michael’s dark, the one who makes everyone smile instead of the one who scares people with a mere glance. Michael has never seen the clouds that lurk inside of you, threatening to spill over and ruin your carefully-constructed image.

Twilight, Eat Your Heart Out (vampire!Michael)–Pondering your own mortality is never a good long-term solution, especially when you have to compare it to the immortal vampire you’ve found yourself entangled in a relationship with.

Family Man–Michael brings his family along to the last Outpost after realizing that he’s not willing to sacrifice his loved ones for his father’s plan.

Lost In the Shadows–As a naturally curious person, the odd mannerisms of your elusive new boss pique your interest, making you determined to figure out who, or what, he is.

Thinking of Sin (CAOS!au)–Michael, having fully embraced his title as Antichrist and heir to the throne of Hell, invites you to join him as his father’s church, the Church of Night, celebrates one of their most sacred holidays: Lupercalia, the festival of passion.

Creature of the Night (vampire!Michael)–Michael indulges one of your secret fantasies on Halloween.

Heaven & Hell Were Words to Me–A surprise takes a turn that should be sickening, but instead only serves to draw you even further into the web that Michael has woven.

Labyrinth King!Michael headcanons

Vampire Michael Musings

The Thrill of the Chase–Your path once again crosses with Michael’s, this time under much more dire circumstances. Life and death, specifically yours, has suddenly never been more prevalent in your mind.

Marry the Night–Outpost 3 has never been quiet. When you awake and find that, for the first time in months, there’s nothing but silence, you’re determined to get to the bottom of it. Soon, you’ll wish that you had stayed in bed.

Warm and Real and Bright–A Tangled!AU, with Michael as a dark Flynn Rider and reader as Rapunzel. Part II

Self-Indulgence (vampire!Michael)

In Which You're Worried That Michael Might Actually Eat You (vampire!Michael)

Enemies With Benefits (vampire!Michael)–The blood bond that you now share with your vampire boss rears its ugly head.

Interview With the Vampire (vampire!Michael)–Well, if you have no choice but to be in close contact with a vampire, you’re going to ask him everything you’ve ever wanted to know about such creatures.

It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas–Christmas arrives during your quest to show Michael why humanity is worth saving, and you decide to broach the topic with him to get his thoughts.

Sk8 D8 (or: how to teach your Antichrist the art of ice skating)–You take Michael on an ice skating date!

Incident Report–Michael treats everything at Kineros like it’s his, including dangerous chemicals that he should not be playing with like he is. What happens when he creates a mess that affects both of you?

Designed By the Divinity–Sanctuary is the hottest new club on the West Coast. There’s no rules in there, allowing patrons to let loose and enjoy the darkness that lurks within them. When you manage to make it inside the exclusive nightclub, you also manage to capture the attention of its enigmatic owner, Michael Langdon. However, you’re not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.

#what??? claire updating her masterlist??? it's more likely than you think.#um yeah anyways i'm making individual masterlists for characters i've written a lot for #here's michael's!#michael langdon #michael langdon imagine #michael langdon x reader #american horror story #ahs imagine #american horror story imagine

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wroteitbutneverwatchedit · 7 months

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Masterlist

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Updated 10/04/2023

You guys can definitely send In requests, I’ll have in my bio when my requests are open. I will soon be posting for other celebrities/ characters!

💙= smut

🩵= fluff

🩶=angst

🤍=suggestive

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

Eddie Munson:

I should have went ( Work in progress)

Part 1 🩶

‧˚₊꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶︶︶꒦꒷‧₊˚⊹

Billy Hargrove

Could we work? (work in progress) 🩵🤍

Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3| Pt.4 | Pt.5 | Pt.6| Pt.7| Pt.8| Pt.9| Pt.10 | Pt.11 | Pt.12

⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ ⠂⠄⠄⠂☆

Michael Langdon

One shots

1. Storm💙💙💙

2. Arguments 🩶🩵

⊹₊⋆☁︎⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆☁︎⋆₊ ⊹

Evan Peters

Oneshots

1. Wedding🩶🩵

#billy hargove x reader #stranger things #writers on tumblr #billy hargrove #billy hargrove x black reader #dacre montgomery #dacre montgomery x reader #fiction #michael langdon x reader #fanfic #eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #evan peters x reader

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melodymunson · 11 months

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About me & Stranger Things & Joe Keery characters masterlist

About me

Moodboards

Masterlist

My profiles/socials

Fanfiction net profile

Wattpad

Ao3

All fics contain NSFW. 18+ only. All fics are oneshots except for the rockstar Eddie x fem!reader series & cheerleader fem!reader x Eddie. Only writing reader (Y/N) x character and character x character now. Open for requests. I write for Eddie, Steve, Robin, and other Joe Keery characters.

Blurbs:

Eddie x fem!reader x fem!groupie

Stobin blurb

tumblr fics

newest fic

Goth cheerleader fem!reader x Eddie Munson chapter 1 of 2

Fem reader x Steddie Halloween

Gator Tillman x fem reader Fargo head canons

Kurt Kunkle x fem reader oneshot

Steddie x fem!reader oneshot need u tonight

Platonic Stobin x fem reader oneshot

Eddie Munson x fem!reader x Chrissy Cunningham oneshot

Eddie Munson x Reader x Corroded Coffin groupie

Steddie x fem reader flesh for fantasy

Steddie x fem reader valentines head canons

Rockstar Eddie Munson x fem reader head canons

Other works and ao3 versions of fics

Rockstar Eddie x groupie x reader ao3

flesh for fantasy Steddie x fem reader ao3

Steddie valentines ao3

Rockstar Eddie head canons ao3

Steve Harrington x fem reader x Eddie Munson need you tonight

Steve and Eddie are your roommates. They hear you one night talking in your sleep and saying/moaning their names. They come to see if you are alright and find you touching yourself.

Gator Tillman x fem reader head canons I belong to you

Just head canons for Gator x fem reader and their life together

Kurt Kunkle x fem reader rock you like a hurricane oneshot

As Kurt's #1 fan, you go out of your way to meet him and drive Spree with him. You go on to commit violent acts together and depravity. You show virgin Kurt the time of his life and he has all of his sexual firsts with you.

Steve x Eddie x reader Christmas

Steve Harrington, Eddie and you spend an amazing night at Steves's place after a Christmas party and make it an early Christmas to remember forever.

Cheerleader reader x Eddie Munson

3-part series slow burn strangers-friends-lovers. You were dating the hottest jock in school until one day you meet Eddie and your life changed forever.

Eddie Munson x Chrissy Cunningham x fem!reader love my apocalyptic

You were former friends with Chrissy Cunningham. One day she showed up to visit the trailer park to buy some Ketamine from your boyfriend Eddie who you live with. What started as a rocky evening led to a night the 3 of you could ever forget.

Platonic Steve Harrington x Robin Buckley & fem!reader

The reader works with Steve and Robin in the Family Video and already has an established relationship with Steve. When Robin finds out she likes girls and that they have unrequited feelings for each other, they plan a date night at Steve and readers' condo.

Older rockstar Eddie Munson x younger fem!reader (series completed 21 chapters).

Series summary: Corroded Coffin have a reunion tour with none other than doom/gothic metal legends Type O' Negative. Reader recently finished college with a bachelor's degree in the music business. After being interviewed by none other than Eddie Munson himself, you get the job as their touring band manager. What starts as a business relationship grows into friendship and eventually an epic romance. Steve Harrington is CC's bodyguard. Eventual Steddie x fem! reader. Multi-series. Eventual smut.

Pics/selfies/Stranger things related:

Selfies 1

Eddie merch

More recent selfies

More me

More Eddie merch

My fruity four rp/ask blog @fruityfour-rp

My Steve twin/Steve lover and besties: @corneliuswatkins 😊 @keeryatmosphere

My fellow AHS & Michael Langdon lover Miss Dani: @americanhorrorstcry

The Steve to my Robin @koskeepsake😎

Chrissy/My Eddie twin and fellow Billy Lover: @chrissymjstan 😊

Some of my other lovely moots:

@headovaheelsinlove @eddiemunsonfuxks @aleisashortcake @brinasdead @edsbug @haceleyes @lovelythoughtfulcupcake @ofhawkinsandvecna @stevesxyellowxsweater @mrprettywhenhecries @bimbobaggins69 @unholy-church01 @rowanswriting @steveslittlesunflower @emsgoodthinkin @babygorewhore @inourtownofhawkins @haceleyes @ali-r3n @jadeylovesmarvelxo @somethingvicked @tea-party-at-wonderland

An awesome Eddie fan blog @lovemesomeeddiemunson

My Munson Twins @the-munson-twins

My sweet Eddie @hellfiremun

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myfavouritelunatic · 1 year

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Fic authors self-rec! ✨ When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you’ve written, then pass on to at least five other writers ❤️

Thank you heaps for tagging me, @gil-galadhwen ❤️😘

My top five in no particular order:

The Blacksmith - Halbrand/Sauron x Female Reader (WIP but definitely heading into the third and final act now) - The Rings of Power

I Felt It Too - Halbrand x Galadriel Oneshot - The Rings of Power

Mark Me - Michael Langdon x Female Reader Oneshot - American Horror Story

Your Strength - Duncan Shepherd x Female Reader Oneshot - House of Cards

Two Rings - Part One and Part Two - Sauron x Galadriel - LOTR/The Rings of Power

Tagging, with no pressure: @pursuitseternal @coraleethroughthelookingglass @somebirdortheother @honeyfarts666 @starlady66 @nenyabusiness @vellichormybeloved @lettalady @maeve-curry-writes @bad-surprise @formerlyir and any other writers who want to join in! ❤️

#i'm just glad i have five pieces to link #proud of myself #and so grateful #the rings of power #trop #trop fanfic #american horror story #ahs apocalypse #house of cards #haladriel #saurondriel #michael langdon #duncan shepherd #halbrand x reader #sauron x reader #halbrand/sauron x reader #halbrand #sauron #galadriel

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dionysus2xborn · 1 year

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so.. i need help

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I’ve been working on wrapping up a small oneshot i started years ago for an au version of a genderqueer/enby version of Mallory. Michael Langdon is the antichrist in it still but the equal to him is Mallory and neither of them know until “The Interview”. Which is the name of the first chapter.. idk what direction to bring things. Would yall like just a spooky fic of antichrist goodness? or should i make it sexual. Also if so, idk how to go about an enby character scene like that - meaning idk what my demographic would rather see an au enby version of Mallory as, like mtf, ftm, or should i use very vague purly they/them sorts of words etc, so we can all apply it to ourselves?

Interested in collaborating with anyone interested in this a bit so i can just get some help direction and styling wise given it having been so long ago and i just dont remember where it was going. nor do i have the time to rewatch the season to jog my memory RIP even tho i wish i did. Lol, seems like it could have gone either way, which is why, figured i’d just ask.

shared the cover pic i made to give an idea. they do say that at one point in my script for the interview too.

Working title of entire fic is “If you’re the devil, what does that make me?”

i might just cut the first chapter shorter to share so yall can get the energy and then tell me where you’d like to go from there. idk.. comment, ask, dm me on this PLS. Thanks

#Mallory #ahs #ahs apocalypse #apocalypse #ahs mallory #michael langdon #ahs Michael Langdon #ahs fanfic #ahs fanfiction #demonic fanfic #ahs au #ahs genderqueer #nonbinary #enby #nonbinary au #nonbinary author #enby au

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nyxvuxoa · 3 years

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Breed Me

Michael Langdon x F!Reader T/W: Smut. Dom!Michael + Breeding Kink. A/N: I thought I would try something new and this story seemed to fit for Michael, I couldn't help but write it for him. Requests are open. Gif made by me. Word Count: 1,214

Michael leaned over his desk slightly, resting his weight on his elbow as he brought his hand up to his chin. You fascinated him. He had met a lot of girls in his day, but you - you were different, something special. You are his little pet; he cherishes you. No one makes him feel like you do. He smiles ever so slightly before licking at his bottom lips. And with a wave of his hand, he speaks.

"Take off your clothes." His soft-spoken voice is commanding. His ice-blue eyes bore into you, staring into the depths of your soul.

"Yes, Sir." You smile, happy to oblige him. You know how to do it, just for him, just as he taught you before. Michael was specific about how things were to be done with you. You start with your pants. They are followed by your panties, and both are folded neatly and set on the nearby chair.

Then it's the same with your shirt and bra. Now you stand before Michael, nude and with no shame. He loved your body. He loved every nook and cranny, every curve, and even every imperfection with it. It was his. He owned it.

He moved out from behind his desk and walked to you, standing in front of you to observe you closely. What was he going to do to you? What did he want to do to you? He reached out and ran a finger over your breasts, his fingers tracing around your nipples, and moved downward. His touch was soft as he ran his fingers down your stomach and naval before reaching between your legs.

He slides a finger in between your lips and starts to touch your already swollen bud. His finger moves in a small circular motion. Michael starts to smile devilishly as your breathing starts to pick up. You want to reach out to touch him, but you know you can't yet, not without his permission.

"Who does this belong to?" He asks.

"You, Sir." You say in a breathy tone.

He smiles, rubbing a little harder and a little faster. This causes you to moan so softly, a small moan that he enjoys deep into his core. There hadn't been many women Michael had chosen to be with, but out of all the ones he had, you by far were his favorite. The sounds you made were so pleasant to him. And the fact that they were for and caused by him only made them more satisfying.

The only thing that made your sounds better was when they were caused by his cock. Michael smiles and picks you up, placing you at the edge of his desk. He knew what he wanted at this moment. Reaching for his black belt, you watch as Michael undoes it and slips it off before unbuttoning his pants. He frees himself and exposes a rather large erection that he begins to stoke before you. His eyes move over your body, lingering on your breasts before moving down to your legs.

He walks closer to you, instinctually open your legs and prepare to take your Master in. The anticipation was exciting. Every stroke he made on himself only made you want to feel him more. You wanted to feel him fill you and take you in any way he desires, which he fully intended on doing. He moves closer and places his hand on your lower back, your ass moving to sit on the very edge of his desk.

He smiles as you know what to do. He couldn't help but think that he trained you well. His are his perfect little pet. Michael licks at his bottom lip and slips himself inside you, letting out a low groan from the feeling of your tightening around his cock immediately. At first, he keeps a slow pace, pumping into you steadily so that he could enjoy feeling you take every large inch of him.

"You feel so good, as always." He leans in and coos in your ear as you start to moan. Michael's complement went to your heart and mind for safekeeping. No matter how many times he told you this, it never lost its value.

Michael starts to pick up his pace, moaning with almost every thrust he made. He felt the way he made you wet and wanting, the way your legs pressed against him every time he hit your sweet spot. He nuzzles into your neck, growling, his hands moving from your lower back to your ass and gripping at the cheeks as if to brace you.

Michael lifts you up, and your legs wrap around him. He uses your ass to hold you as he guides your movements up and down on his cock. You take in his own length, and then he would lift you up, almost pulling out of you, the tip of his cock teasing your lips before he brings you back down his length again. Your hands move to his shoulders, and you grip at his dress shirt as your body shivers from taking all of him.

You both start to moan together as Michael picks up his pace yet again. He roughly bounces you on him as he feels you tighten more. The pressure of his soon release building up in the base. His fingers press into your ass, leaving fingertip bruises on your skin. And the more he bounces you on his length, the closer he gets to his finish.

In between your moans, you manage to find wors to say. An 'oh fuck' or a 'Yes, Sir, you feel so good.' slipping out from time to time. But the ultimate words, at least in his eyes, were when you came closer to your own climax. You chew on your lip a moment, your moans almost constant as you feel every inch of him.

"Pl-please breed me, Sir." You say, almost unable to speak due to your own noises.

Michael couldn't help but smile. You were his little pet, and those words drove him crazy every time he heard them. "You want me to cum in you my pet?" He asks, smirking because he already knew the response.

"Mmhmm... Yes Sir."

"How badly do you want my baby?"

"Badly."

Michael licks at his lips as he picks up his pace as sets you back down on the desk. You lay back as he places his hands to the side of you, pressing his weight down on the desk. He watches as your breast bounce with each movement he makes.

"Say it again, pet." He beckons you to speak again.

"Please breed me, Sir. Please."

Hearing it again sent him into his release. His cock twitches and presses as deeply into you as he can as he fills you. "Come for me." He commands. And as you are trained to, allow yourself to have your climax. Both of you finish together, your body shakings and covered in sweat. The mixed smell of sex and his cologne fills the room. For a moment, he holds himself there, lifting up your hips a moment with his hands as he makes sure you take every last drop from him.

"Such a good girl. Always knowing how to please her Master."

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earlgreydream · 3 years

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october 6

🍁 Servitude — Michael Langdon

content warnings: servitude, branding, mentions of whipping, light cnc, religious motifs/undertones, master kink, bondage

An eerie golden glow flickered from the fire, casting shadows that tried to claw at you. Your knees ached from resting your weight on them, digging into marble floors. The black rope tying your wrists together had left the skin raw, rubbing continuously and irritating you. Your head spun.

A long, slender hand reached down to stroke your hair, before the touch ghosted over your cheek. You averted your gaze when he tilted your face up.

“Look at me. Look at your master.”

His voice was even, smooth in tempo and washing over you like a salve. The command would’ve been gentle, had you known nothing of the man. Nothing about Michael Langdon was gentle or tender. His command demanded unwavering obedience, leaving you no choice other than submission.

Your lashes parted, revealing the blonde master to you. His icy blue gaze studied every inhale and exhale you breathed, taking in every detail of your body. His thumb smeared blood down your cheek, before leaning down to kiss it off. His lips were warm against your skin, kissing you gently. You whimpered.

“Do you wish to survive?” Michael’s tone dripped with honey.

“Yes, master.”

“You must prove your devotion to me. Prove to me that you’re willing to submit to me in mind, body, and soul.”

Your head dropped back as his large hand wrapped around your throat. Black and crimson robes pooled around you as you knelt before him, your hands bound on your lap in a symbol of prayer.

There was no one left to pray to.

You’d been abandoned at the end of the world, abandoned by any hope of salvation, all except for Michael, the gorgeous blonde warlock with abilities far beyond your comprehension. Michael offered safety and security, a means of survival. Without him, you had nothing.

“I’m yours,” you breathed.

His hands lifted the robe from your shoulders, baring you before the altar. The room was quiet except for the sound of your own breathing. Michael helped you lay on top of the altar, the cold stone sending ice through your body. His palms smoothed down the curves of your body, pulling a quiet whimper from your lips.

“You’ll join us at the outpost after you complete your admission of servitude,” Michael reminded you, as if it would soothe the nerves that were causing your body to tremble in fear— or maybe anticipation. You could no longer tell the difference. That’s what Michael did to people. He charmed them, entranced them, captured them in his spell of authority. Sometimes you wondered if you’d dreamt the apocalypse, if you’d wake up beside Michael in a domestic, suburban house, with a child who looked just like him giggling to the sound of Saturday-morning cartoons.

You weren’t so lucky. This man might have been your lover, but you were entirely his, a servant fighting to survive. Survival revealed the depths of depravity you’d reach into.

Months ago, you never would’ve imagined being where you are now.

Michael held the rod in the fire. You were bound to the stone you laid on top of, your body immobilized. Michael brought your lips to his, pressing a metallic kiss to your mouth.

Then he broke away, stepping behind you and picking up the glowing red rod. Your name fell from his lips, prompting you to speak. Your heart was racing, raw, icy fear coursing through you as you were about to turn your soul over to the young warlock, the antichrist.

“I am faithful to you,” you whispered, squeezing your eyes shut.

He pressed the brand to the curve of your ass, ripping an agonized scream from your lips. Your howl broke into violent sobs, your skin burning under his initials seared into you, red and scorching, like everything in Michael’s wake.

Black rope kept your body still, the only thing keeping you grounded. You released a shattered cry as Michael’s tongue flattened over the mark, his laughter muffled by the softness of your thighs. He pulled your legs open, delving into your cunt. Fiery heat consumed you from the inside out, brought to orgasm by the mouth of the Antichrist. The singing pain in your skin only mixed with the pleasure blooming in your pussy, gushing out cream onto Michael’s tongue.

“Fucking hell.”

Your screams were like praise to Michael’s ears, raising him as a king, as your god.

You were draped over his lap on his throne, his fingertips tracing over his initials that were branded into your skin. Being Michael’s servant included lounging on him in nudity, letting him touch you how he pleased and ignoring any presence other than his. He was your entire life, your vision tunneling on your blonde master. Your body was his to use as he pleased, and none of your thoughts mattered. He owned every piece of you, exercising control in all things. You found you didn’t mind.

He preferred you docile, as you were then, your arms hung loosely around his neck, your bare chest pressed to his black-cloaked body. Your legs were hung on either side of one of his thighs, your bare pussy pressed against the strong muscle. Every once in a while, Michael pulled your hips to make you grind down on him, before gripping the branded fat of your ass, now healed in clean letters signifying his ownership over you.

You whined softly as he bounced his leg, creating friction on your already over-used pussy. He pinched you as a warning to be silent, grinding you slowly down on him, building up sexual need in your belly.

“One more sound out of you and I’m going to put you in a cage.”

You heeded his warning, suppressing moans as your clit dragged along the silk that clung to his muscular thigh. The moment Michael bored of teasing you, you were pushed onto the floor, back on your knees, what Michael declared your rightful place.

You were meant to kneel at his feet, practicing unconditional obedience. Any protest was met with divine punishment, as violent and sadistic as its inflicter. All it had taken was one time of your wrists being chained to the ceiling as he whipped you, leaving you to hang for hours, dripping in sweat and blood. Any desire to disobey had vanished, and you were now mindlessly Michael’s servant, protected and safe from the raging apocalypse outside the walls.

You’d forgotten what it was like to be your own.

“Suck,” Michael ordered, dropping the stained black silk around his ankles. He guided your head to his hardening cock, staring down at his initials on your ass as your head bobbed up and down. Your mouth was warm around him, your tongue teasing the tip and tracing the vein on the underside. A deep grown rumbled from his lips as he gripped your hair, pulling you deeper to choke on him, loving the way your throat tightened.

This was how you worshipped the satanic man, on your knees, your throat full of him, tears sliding down your cheeks from the stretch. Your only purpose was this, aside from when he was filling your cunt, determined to breed hiers into you. Even on your knees at Michael’s feet, you held superiority over everyone else at the outpost.

Michael pulled out of your mouth before he could release, holding your head steady to keep you from collapsing. You were lifted with inhuman strength, carried to his bed, a luxury that you were rarely afforded.

“This is about my pleasure. Not yours, understand?” Michael held your jaw, forcing you to look him in the eyes.

“Yes, master.”

Your thighs were pried open like the gates of hell, a scream of ecstasy rolling off of your tongue as he slammed into your cunt. The devil pounded into you, becoming your salvation as he came, thrusting to push it back into you as it seeped out. His own pleasure was enough to drive you into your own, soft sobs leaving your lips as your body trembled in his aftermath.

Michael gazed down at you, admiring the little mortal that lived to serve him, indulging every desire unconditionally, of your own volition.

“You haven’t known pleasure until you carry my hier,” Michael promised, making another broken moan fall from your swollen lips.

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random-fandom-words · 3 years

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Sex with Xavier would include

I just had to get this out of my head lol

Warnings: sexual content (obvi), drug mentions, bondage kink, cockwarming, sex in a car, probably more that I can’t think of

18+ ONLY

Well first off we know that Xavier can definitely be both, but for the most part, he’s Dom all the way

He’ll tie you up for hours and tease you the whole time, sometimes not even letting you come

He’ll use toys that’ll make you scream so much that the only name you remember is his

You’ve gotten exactly two noise complaints

There was one time where you two went at it for hours, and you couldn’t even walk the next day, and he carried you all over the apartment

One day, you went on a day trip with Trevor, Montana and Xavier to the beach

You were teasing him from the moment you climbed in the van that morning

Every time he tried to get you two alone, something came up so you both were... frustrated all day

By the time you left it was well after 11 pm

You wanted to “cuddle” so Xavier reluctantly handed the keys to Trevor and climbed into the last row with you

Not long after, Montana was asleep and trevor was focused on the highway, playing a Billy Idol tape on low to stay awake

Seeing his chance, Xavier slowly pulled you so he was sitting sideways across the bench seat and you were straddling his lap

Sensing what he was getting at, you didn’t hesitate to lean forward so your head was in the crook of his neck

He was already half hard so he pulled himself out of his loose shorts he had on at the beach

You’ve been turned on all day so you were already wet for him

You just had your thin cover up and bra on so he had no trouble sliding in fully

“Okay baby, you don’t want Trevor to know, so I’m gonna need you to stay still for me”

He held your hips tight so you couldn’t ride him like you wanted

You sat like that for about ten minutes, muffling your breathing in his neck

Then Trevor went on a side road, and you could feel every single bump the van hit on the road

Xavier held on tighter, trying his best not to thrust up into you

Every bump got you closer to the edge

Not too long after the road evened out and it was smooth the rest of the way home

He dropped Trevor and Montana off and raced the both of you to the nearest dark parking lot

By that point you were laying in the back smoking a joint you had found in the glove box

Xavier threw the car in park and crawled into the back with you

The two of you sat together on the floor and finished the joint, and lit up another

Once you finished that one, you pulled him down so he was laying on top of you on the floor

You both stripped the rest of your clothes off and finished what you started earlier

It was slow and giggly from the weed but it was perfect

AN: shit guys that really turned into more of a one shot didn’t it? I’m thinking of making a part two of this since I have way more thoughts on this particular topic.

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amomentsescape · 4 years

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Michael being protective as hell and you having to assure him you’re fine because I actually love him

A/N: It came out a little shorter than my past few fics, but hopefully you will still enjoy it!

Overprotective (Michael Langdon x Reader)

It started off small, to say the least.

His hand was always somewhere on you. If you were walking, you’d feel it on your lower back. If you were sitting, he’d reach out to hold your hand or place it gently on your thigh.

You, of course, didn’t mind the extra symbol of affection. You relished in it, actually.

But you slowly noticed it becoming more prominent with him.

One such example was a day that you were going through some papers. As you flipped through them, one of the corners caught your thumb, leaving a small cut.

It was enough to cause you to let out an audible ‘hiss,’ but it wasn’t anything that hurt you too much.

In the blink of an eye, Michael was by your side, reaching for your hand before you could even object.

“Darling,” he began.

You quickly cut him off with a slight tug on your arm, trying to pull it back.

“Don’t worry, Michael. I can simply wash it out in a bit. It’s not a big deal.”

He responded with a shake of his head, grabbing your hand once again.

He pulled your thumb up to his face, putting the digit into his mouth and sucking the blood residue off of your skin.

You felt you face go hot as he slowly placed your hand back down, eyeing you curiously.

“You must be more careful. I will hear none of these excuses about your well-being.”

And with that, he walked back to his desk unfazed.

You simply stood there, rather confused and a little embarrassed about the situation.

There were other moments of his odd behavior as well.

If there were to be other people around, specifically males, he would pull you incredibly close to his side. It was almost enough to take the breath from you. Only when you gave him a slight look of confusion was when he loosened his grip slightly.

“My apologies,” he’d mutter. It was clear his eyes were focused on the others, however.

Any other time when you were alone, you could feel his gaze as well. You couldn’t see him, but you knew he was there.

“Is this necessary, Michael?” you’d say lowly into an empty hallway.

The feeling of a shiver working its way down your spine was enough of an answer.

There were other moments where you found yourself to be rather clumsy. A basic stumble on the floor or a thud on the wall beside you had Michael scolding you in seconds.

His actions were escalating to the point that you were never alone. If you had a simple conversation with a nice gentleman, that same boy would look practically frightened of you the next day.

You knew this was Michael’s doing. Especially because he always knew when something was bothering you as well, even if your were “alone.”

You loved him, truly you did. But his actions were beginning to become a little overbearing. You finally decided to just corner him about it, your patience wearing thin.

“Michael, we need to talk,” you said suddenly.

It was funny to you how the literal son of Satan could be so frightened by a few basic words.

“What about, Darling?” he responded, a little worry hidden in his voice.

“I love you, but you’ve been incredibly protective of me lately. There is no reason for this.”

He shook his head at you, letting out a bored sigh.

“It isn’t safe in this world. It’s part of the reason why I must fulfill this prophecy. I must ensure your safet-”

“Michael,” you cut him off quickly. “What is the actual reasoning?”

He let out another sigh, this one seeming a little more upset.

“If you must know, I love you with every fiber of my being. You are the first one that was actually there for me,” he let his gaze fall to the floor. He wasn’t one to be very vulnerable with things like this, but he felt that he owed it to you.

“There are so many things that can take you away from me, Dearest. People, injury, all other means of the world can swipe you from my grip so suddenly.”

You could feel your heart warm at his statement. It made you happy to know that he cared about you this much, but it also upset you because you wanted him to know that you weren’t going anywhere.

You walked up to him, your hand reaching out towards his face. Once you brought his gaze back to yours, you offered him a small smile.

“Michael, my love. Do you really think that I can just be taken from you so easily?”

You a hummed a questioning sound as your thumb traced along his jawline and back to his cheek. The action alone was enough to make Michael melt in your hands.

“The world is just a terrible place. You’re the only thing keeping me sane as I go through all of this,” he said finally. It came out rather soft since he had become so relaxed with you there.

“Exactly,” you whispered, giving him a slight kiss on the corner of his mouth. “I chose to be here because I want to be. I stayed because I wanted to. You’re not getting rid of me, Michael. No matter how much you worry.”

He seemed to be content with that. He leaned down a bit and captured your lips with his, the warmth of his skin penetrating through the chill in your body.

He finally broke away after a moment, a slight smirk on his mouth.

“I suppose this is where you scold me and give me an ultimatum, hmm?” he spoke softly.

You let out a small giggle at this.

“Once again, Michael Langdon, you are correct.”

You began to move away from him, walking towards the door of your shared room. As you opened it, you turned back to see his amused face looking at your own.

“But if you kiss me like that every time you apologize, I might just allow it.”

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7-wonders · 2 years

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MAAAAYYYBBEEEE you can do a crossover of Blair witch project with Michael Langdon?.... 🤷‍♀️ Just a thought.

Hmmmmm like with Michael as the Blair Witch-type figure?? That’s intriguing…and I am gearing up for this year’s Spooktacular…

Don’t expect anything right away, but I’ve got some ideas that might make for a good long-form oneshot towards the end of the month…

#chat with claire

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so-langdon · 4 years

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Never Enough - Michael Langdon x Fem! Reader

Summary: Michael relaxes Y/N in the shower after a long week.

Warnings: Fluff, sensual situations, teasing, fingering, oral (female receiving), soft! dom! Michael

A/N: This takes place in the same AHS: Apocalypse universe, just before the bombs, but with Michael having the Outpost! Michael physical appearance.

*ALSO hi wow it’s been like a decade since I’ve posted any writings... I don’t know how popular Michael Langdon fan fics are now and if anyone will even read this??? But posting it anyway bc I’m still obsessed and in love with Michael fucking Langdon 🙃

Hope you’re all doing well and staying safe and healthy! 💙💕

Tagged!: @hecohansen31 @greenmanalishi @michaelsapostle @blakewaterxx @saltyshaggymeme @rocketgirl2410 @xavierplympton

(Also not sure if any of you wanted to still be tagged in my writings, but just in case.. Let me know otherwise if you want to be removed!)

The warmth of water cascades over Y/N, soothing her body, relaxing her muscles and releasing any tension and stress the busy day has given her. She slides her hands over and through her hair, leaning her head back, allowing the warmth of the steam and water to unwind her mind along with her body.

It’d been a long and tiring week, causing Y/N to feel overwhelmed and overworked with all the tasks and deadlines that had to be met at her job. Alongside that, Michael Langdon, her partner, had been busy with his own work, seeming to be living at the Kineros Robotics company where he had been planning a number of things.

The two were so busy with their own jobs, their schedules never lining up, they hadn’t been able to spend any real time together recently as it’d been at least a week since they were able to sit down and actually be with one another.

They’d each be at work all day, then come home and go to bed, hardly having any time to de-stress and talk. Especially since Y/N was always going to bed by the time Michael was getting home, him following to sleep then too. But being adults, with their work needing to get done, each understood and knew they’d get time together one way or another eventually.

However, Michael could sense and feel the stress and tension in Y/N, whether he was with her or not. The two had this connection, a strong bond formed over the love they have for one another, and with Michael’s abilities, Michael could always tell when Y/N was feeling too stressed out, even when she tried to keep a smile on her face and not burden Michael.

Knowing that Y/N had been particularly overly tired and stressed this week, Michael made sure to leave Kineros early that day so he could spend time with her and give her a relaxing evening. He had been missing her a little too much anyway.

Michael walks into their home, carrying a few bags that contain Y/N’s and his favorite take out, wanting to give them a good dinner that evening and so Y/N didn’t have to worry about cooking, along with a few other items to make the rest of the night fun and relaxing too.

Y/N doesn’t hear Michael coming home early of course as she’s in the shower washing away the day down the drain. She doesn’t hear the bathroom door open and close either, much less take notice of Michael’s appearance on the other side of the shower glass door.

Michael smiles to himself, finding her as alluring as ever and proceeds to undress, discarding his clothes to the floor and opening the shower door. Y/N hears and notices him by that point, but doesn’t react, only wiping her face clear of water.

She feels Michael’s arms wrap around her waist from behind, causing her to smile. She places her hands over his wrists on her, turning her head back to him.

“Well, isn’t this a pleasant surprise,” she says as she looks at him, her tone sweet and happy, the warmth of Michael around her causing her a tranquility already more than the warm shower was.

Michael grins, resting his chin on her shoulder. He presses his lips to her neck, mumbling against her, “Hi baby.”

“Hi,” she smiles more. “What are you doing home already,” she asks curiously.

“Decided to take off early,” Michael starts. “We’ve hardly had any time together this week and I’ve missed you too much, so I decided to come home and spend time with you.”

“Really,” Y/N raises her eyes as she turns around to face Michael fully, staying in his hold as his arms stay around her waist. “I’m sure Jeff and Mutt had a field day with that -- you leaving early just to come home to a girl,” she teases.

“They know better than to make any idiotic remarks,” Michael states, knowing how immature and annoying the two morons at his work could be. “But doesn’t matter. I’m the boss, what are they going to do? They worship me anyway.”

“Maybe they won’t do anything,” she begins, “but your girlfriend may make fun of you for being so whipped,” Y/N jokes, smiling as if she’ll laugh.

Michael lets out a soft chuckle, leaning in and pressing his lips against her inner neck, humming against her as he kisses against her. “So I’m whipped because I wanted to come home and spoil my favorite person?”

“Spoil,” Y/N repeats, looking at him questioningly as Michael lifts his head and looks at her with an amused expression.

“Yes, of course,” he speaks fluidly. “I left early and picked up our favorite food, along with some other things, and figured we could have a relaxing evening together.” He raises a hand from around her waist to her face, cupping her cheek, his thumb brushing against her skin gently. “We’ve both been so busy this week, and I know you’ve been more so overworked and stressed. I want to help you unwind,” he leans in, “help you relax,” he kisses her sweetly, making her heart flutter. “And take care of you,” he mumbles against her lips before pulling back with the same amused look, mixed in with an adoring expression.

Y/N wraps her arms around his neck as she smiles shyly at him, flushing a bit from his words. “And what about you?” She asks.

Michael grins, dropping his hand from her cheek to stepping her back to press against the side of the shower wall, the water hitting the both of their sides. A slight shiver runs through Y/N from the coldness of the wall behind her. He wraps his arms around her waist after, “I want this evening to be about you. I’ll be fine.”

“I think we can make this evening about both of us just as easily,” Y/N states.

“You don’t understand that me taking care of you takes care of me.” He leans his lips into the crook of her neck once more, kissing against her. “So let me start this evening out right and take care of you properly,” he whispers gently along her skin.

“What do you mean,” Y/N asks, oblivious to Michael’s ulterior motives.

Michael smirks a bit and drops one hand from around her as he brushes the back of his fingers down along the side of her body. “What do you think,” he asks, almost taunting her as his hand slows down, trailing his fingers from the side of her hip, to the front of her and lower.

Y/N bites her lip as Michael’s hand movements gets slower, teasing her by hovering his hand over just where she would like him. At an aching pace, Michael reaches down to her heat, the anticipation building quickly due to the built up tension from all week, and he cups her, his palm pressing against her, causing her breath to hitch.

He begins with his fingers rubbing down her slit, allowing the excitement to grow inside of Y/N. The wavering of Y/N’s breathing already causes him to grin almost cockily, feeling a pride from always being able to turn Y/N on so easily.

Michael’s other arm that’s wrapped around Y/N brings her closer to him, making Y/N press her lips together as she looks at him, not bothering to hide his obvious smirk now. Y/N’s hands grasp his shoulders, her eyes fluttering closed as she feels the pads of Michael’s fingers smoothly brush through her folds and to her clit, rubbing circles against her.

Y/N’s heart begins to beat faster bit by bit as her breathing gradually becomes more shallow. Michael’s fingers rub from her clit and down her slit, towards her entrance, feeling the wetness of her beginning to grow.

“You’re already so wet, baby,” Michael speaks softly, a huskiness showcasing in his tone too as he presses his lips against her forehead.

“Maybe it’s the water,” Y/N breathes out, trying to cover up the fact of how aroused she’s getting so quickly.

“Sure, darling,” Michael smiles. “Whatever you say.”

He gathers her wetness against his fingers as he teases against her heat, spreading it up to her clit and rubbing again, earning a quiet moan from her. He focuses on his consistent pace as he rubs her, knowing just how to work her up.

Michael’s movements are slow and almost too soft, knowing Y/N is desperate for more, but wants Y/N to savor each touch and sensation he gives her so she can enjoy the full pleasure and gradual build.

“Michael, please,” Y/N breathes out as if on cue, becoming needier, biting her lip again. She was used to Michael teasing her, but it accompanied a more rough setting. This was more focused and controlled, almost worse due to the ache of the slow and gentle build, making her want more more quickly.

“What? You don’t want it over too fast, do you?” He speaks, his hands movements matching the pace with his slow and hushed but teasing tone. “You want to take it all and feel the complete pleasure, right,” Michael speaks enticingly, leaning his head into the crook of her neck, kissing against her.

“Don’t tease me,” Y/N sighs out, feeling as the pads of Michael’s fingers continue at the same pace as he rubs against her clit.

“Trust me, darling, I’m only loving you,” Michael mumbles, lips brushing against her ear and kissing her, causing a shiver to run through Y/N.

Another smirk grows across Michael’s face, lips kissing against her ear and along her neck consistently as his fingers continue working along her.

Michael circles against her clit a few more times before bringing his fingers to her entrance, feeling how she’s pulsing lightly against him. He teases her more, rubbing against her softly, causing Y/N to whine and rest her forehead against Michael’s shoulder.

He pushes a finger inside of her, his own cock twitching but doing his best to control himself as he wants to only focus on her. He pumps his finger a few times, curling, a soft whimper leaving Y/N’s mouth.

Michael’s lips press against Y/N’s neck again, giving a soft suck and small nip following, kissing against her tender skin after. Y/N’s hands tighten on his shoulders, feeling how her body is getting more hot, from Michael’s touches, the steam of the shower, the pleasure spreading through her.

Y/N moans lightly when feeling Michael’s finger curl again inside her as his thumb rubs over her clit too, adding to the pleasured sensation. Still greedy for more, unable to help it when she breathes out a heavy, “More Michael, please.”

Since Michael understands Y/N’s tension and had planned for a relaxing evening for her, he listens to her instead of continuing to tease and drawing out her yearning like he normally would when they fool around and would punish her for her needy behavior. He did, after all, start it anyway.

Michael lifts his head from her neck and removes his hands from her. Y/N looks up at him with a small pout, Michael grinning as he leans in and kisses her slowly, then lowering his head as he kisses against her collarbones, down to her cleavage.

Looking up at her as he lowers himself to the floor and onto a knee, still kneeling tall enough that the water from the shower isn’t drenching his face, he grabs Y/N and pulls her forward, wrapping an arm around her lower body, his other hand grabbing her knee and lifting her leg over his shoulder. One of Y/N’s hands rests on the top of Michael’s shoulder, the other placing back against the wall of the shower.

Michael’s eyes stay focused on Y/N’s as he leans his head forward and licks a slow stripe through her folds and to her clit, closing his eyes and letting out a low groan from her taste. Y/N lets out a shallow breath, her stomach contracting already, merely from the sight of Michael alone.

He circles his tongue around her clit, enclosing his lips after and sucking slowly. Y/N’s eyes close again, her hand on Michael’s shoulder grasping tighter. Michael pulls Y/N closer, holding her to him as his plump lips and tongue work at her bundle of nerves.

“Fuck,” Y/N moans out, her mouth dropping open, her chest rising and falling at a faster level.

Michael unwraps his arm from around Y/N and brings his hand up to between him and her. He lets his finger rub against her entrance again as he sucks on her clit still. He pushes his finger inside her like before, adding a second right after and pumping his fingers inside of her at a slow pace.

He gradually pumps his fingers faster, his other hand coming to her clit and pulling back her hood to lick his tongue fervently against her more without anything in between for her to feel the full sensitivity.

Y/N jerks feeling all the sensations together, her lower body moving forward as she grinds against Michael’s tongue. He pumps his fingers, curling them as Michael opens his eyes and looks up at Y/N, his thumb that holds her hood back, moving lower to rub over the sensitive nub, and adding his tongue as he licks around and over it too at the same time for more pleasure.

Y/N begins to thrust her lower body forward more, practically riding Michael’s face as she feels the contract of pleasure inside her body beginning to grow, deeper and deeper. Her body starts to tremble, her toes curling as the build gets bigger.

Michael sucks on her clit harshly as he thrusts his fingers inside of her faster, curling every other second, knowing how close she is and feeling desperate to taste more of her.

Y/N’s hand moves to the upper back of Michael’s head, grasping at the roots of his long locks as the pressure inside her tightens more, feeling how close to the edge she is.

Michael keeps at a consistent pace with his lips and tongue on her clit, his fingers pumping inside her, humming against her from enjoying the taste of her, the way her body grinds against his face, her body jerking lightly.

The coil snaps finally, the release of undeniable complete pleasure flooding through Y/N’s body, the tension from the week disappearing in waves as a relaxation and gratification overcomes her.

Michael is sure to suck and lick up every bit of her before standing up, including sucking on his fingers to taste as much of her as he can. Y/N’s chest is rising up and down heavily as she catches her breath and comes down from her orgasm, looking at Michael with a lazily content expression.

“Feel better,” Michel asks rhetorically, smirking and grabbing her waist as he holds her to him. “I know this week has been overwhelming, but hopefully you’re feeling more relaxed now.”

“Getting to spend time with you helps me relax,” Y/N smiles, wrapping her arms around his neck as Michael’s arms around her waist hold tighter. “But, that was quite the treat, too,” she bites on her lip, smiling again after.

“Was quite the treat for me, as well,” Michael leans in, grinning, his nose lightly brushing against Y/N’s, making her smile more, and he kisses her. “Now, let’s get out so we can enjoy the rest of our evening together.”

“But what about you? You haven’t given me the chance to relax you yet,” Y/N says, unwrapping her arms from around Michael’s neck to resting on the front of his collarbones, slowly dropping her hands down his fit chest.

“I told you, taking care of you takes care of me. Besides, I’m not done with you yet,” Michael informs, his words holding a husky and sensual tone.

“Oh? What else do you have planned?” Y/N asks curiously, her eyes filling with a curious excitement.

“You’ll just have to wait and see,” Michael leans in slowly, letting his lips brush over Y/N/s teasingly, making her lean up to close the space between them, wanting to kiss him. But Michael leans back more, smirking as he senses the growing want in her again for him.

He kisses her a second later, knowing he can’t hold his own self back from kissing her for too long. He grasps her cheek, knowing no matter the amount of time they have together, it will never be enough with her.

Hope you enjoyed!! All feedback is appreciated <3

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michael-langdon-appreciation · 4 years

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Little Eden - Michael Langdon Oneshot

outpost!Michael x female!reader

Warnings: Light mentions of smut, some naughtiness and nakedness. Religious symbols and imagery!

A/N: I’VE WRITTEN SOMETHING AGAIN! Inspiration struck me and I wanted to get this out of me in one sitting. It’s an idea that’s been done before, but I always had my own ideas on Eden, an angel and Michael’s new world. I hope you all enjoy this little piece, written slightly different for me.

Gif credit to whoever made it!

Her laugh tinkles through the corridors, floating around his heads and infecting his work. That little one, the only person in the entire Sanctuary who could pull the Antichrist away from his duties. His eye strays from the diagram of a new water treatment system, casting a once-over down her figure. Those delectable lips are spread in a smile, breasts swelling with exuberance.

She is radiance and light.

She doesn’t belong.

But Michael has fallen despite everything.

HIs little angel saunters past them, dipping her eyes low as she passes him. They both know she’s on borrowed time. Every day she flaunts her purity under Michael’s nose is the noose tightening round her neck. His father hisses in his ears, night after night.

Destroy her.

Ruin her.

End her.

But Michael enjoys watching her too much.

It’s a day of complete ordinariness. For once, there is nothing for Michael to attend to which means for the first time since the bombs fell he can kick back. Not that he knows how to any more. His eyeshadow blended and bold as ever, he steps out walking towards sacred ground. On the outskirts of the Sanctuary lies the nothing. It’s a space of complete emptiness beginning just beyond the third foyer where no sound reaches. The humans all avoid it, fearing the sheer blankness of nothing. Michael, however embraces the absolute stillness. His footsteps don’t echo, there’s no breeze or smells to hit his nose.

But there’s something. Something that makes his skin tingle and his veins dance in excitement. It’s been a while since he’s felt the magical call of another akin to him. He picks up his pace, traversing the nothing space and then comes to a stop. His ears prick up, incapable of believing what he’s hearing.

Water, water trickling into his nothingness.

There is no water. Not since before the bombs.

As he ventures further, he can stop what Michael can only describe as a mirage. An oasis of beauty amongst the ruin and devastation. By now he’s far beyond anywhere a human would venture, the radiation would have burned away their lungs, the toxicity and acrid smells driving them back inside Michael’s haven.

But not her.

She stands with her back to him, hair waving in a light breeze. He creeps up on her, predatory smile in place. Finally, he has her in his grasp.

‘Nowhere to run, little one.’ He calls, watching her turn to face him. She’s prepared for him, leaving her mark upon his world. As if she has any say in what will become of Michael’s world.

‘Do I look like I’m running?’ She’s cocky, an amused smirk on those lips.

Michael steps closer, his eyes drifting to the grass now flattening under his boots. Shrubbery, trees and the occasional cluster of flowers are beginning to bloom all around him, the angel’s magic flourishing the longer she maintains this paradise.

It’s been so long since he saw something as beautiful as she.

He stops before her, forcing her to tilt her head up to look at him, ‘You understand that eventually your end would come.’

‘By your hand?’ She questions him still, ‘If you were going to end me, you’d have done it the moment you sensed my magic.’

‘Perhaps I do like indulging in you.’ He purrs, letting his eyes run over the black dress, so ill-fitting on someone like her.

She represses a shudder, ‘You’re disgusting.’

A chortle bubbles from his chest, ‘Good.’

‘So your new world will have no life?’ She challenges, ‘No beauty or innocence or-’

‘It will have exactly what my father deems it should have.’

‘Then destroy it.’ She’s not scared of him, not once modicum of her flinches away as his fingers graze down her cheek. ‘Demolish everything I’ve just made.’

Behind her, a stream runs into small pond. Ripples ring outwards towards them as a bird dips low to take a drink. Michael’s mesmerised by the display before him. His fingers tighten as he lifts her up off the ground.

‘You think you can toy with me.’ He snarls, ‘You think pretty words and a spark will have me bowing to your whims? You think I don’t know what you are doing? What this is?’

She remains quiet, legs dangling as he chokes her. Michael lets go, watching her drop to the floor but he feels hollow. That part of him he thought was buried, that weak human part that lies dormant kicks down at the walls he’s constructed. It yearns for him to bury himself in the grass, to plunge into that pond and lose himself in Eden.

She coils around him, rising on her tip toes to whisper in his ear. ‘Would it be so bad to just give in?’

His lip quivers and he’s done for. She appears before him, halo cresting above her head as she pulls his mouth to hers. Her breath ghosts over his lips, ‘Just let go with me. There’s still time.’

‘I can’t.’ He whispers back, hands clenching at his sides.

‘You can.’ She coaxes, hands resting on each of his cheeks. They’re stepping backwards, she’s pulling him towards the lake.

‘He won’t let me.’

‘But he will forgive you.’ She promises, closing their distance. Her kiss is fire, frenzied as Michael’s hands run up her sides. Her fingers tangle in his hair and then they’re falling together into the water. They surface together, still attached. Michael’s fingers push her wet hair back, her hands grasp onto his jacket like a life raft. He rips the front of her dress, carrying her in his arms and lying her upon the grassy bank. Her breasts heave under hiss fingers as he touches and gropes and tastes everything that he has longed for. She writhes under him, body reeling and surging upwards as she gives in to his every touch. He drives himself inside her, the two of them rutting as their breaths arc upwards into the smog-filled sky. They can both feel their magic, stroking and stoking each other. Flowers wither and burst into new life, phoenix-like as his angel cries in full completion. She clenches hard around him, sending Michael into euphoria as he gives himself to her completely. Her arms remains around him as they breathe together, afraid to let go, afraid of what happens when their union has ended.

His head lies against her chest, he doesn’t know how long they lie together. Her fingers travel through his hair, her lips press to his forehead and Michael’s eyes slip shut.

Maybe he can keep her, or at least make her fall as he has.

‘This can’t happen again, can it?’

She considers his words, ‘I don’t see why not.’

‘We’re enemies. We’re meant to ruin each other.’

‘Consider me ruined.’ She smiles, ‘I liked it.’

He smiles at how naughty she can be. ‘I have to punish you for disobeying me.’

‘Give me five minutes then.’

He tugs at a stand of her hair, ‘I’m serious.’

‘As am I.’ She captures his eyes with hers and Michael forgets everything but her, ‘This can be between us. I won’t get in your way, but if the world is going to be re-made, let’s at least make it beautiful again.’

It’s a perfect idea. He lets the fantasy play out for too long, long enough for her to fall asleep in his arms. His heart glows, her surrender the greatest form of trust he’s seen from another in years. Not since his Mrs Mead. Michael looks out at Eden, they’re little corner of the world.

He’s a selfish man. He knows he’s not strong enough to say no. Above anything else, Michael craves companionship as much as he craves his father’s love.

Maybe he just craves love.

‘We’ll do things your way.’ He murmurs, ‘My little snake.’

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kn1feinthec0ffee · 4 years

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quarantine with the ferns!! - hc

warnings: none

notes: i really miss these boys 🥺😔

i just wanna preface this with: please please stay in quarantine! there’s people in my state that are protesting in large crowds, without wearing masks and gloves and definitely aren’t social distancing, and stuff like that doesn’t help to flatten the curve. just please stay inside, and if you have to go out, please wear the proper protection and stay at a safe distance from anyone else, okay? by doing that, you’re helping more people than you know.

stay safe you guys, i love you. ♥️

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jim mason

sweetie baby oh my goodness

poor jimmy’s just like a lil puppy

he jus wants to go outside and go surfing

you don’t even underSTAND

this boy loooooooooonnnnngggssss to go down to the beach

but the beach is...😔😪🥺 closed.

but that doesn’t stop him from dragging you down there with him even just to hang out for a lil bit

you bring a floaty raft thing and just go down in shorts and a tank top, since you don’t even anticipate getting wet

but jimmy treks down there in some trunks ready to go for a lil swim

and while you’re minding your own business, sunning on the raft, he swims underneath you and FLIPS YOU OVER

you def come up spitting out salt water and trying to clear your nose and ears so you can CHASE HIS ASS BACK UP THE HILL.

this is the inciting incident for one of the most dangerous things that could possibly happen during quarantine,, a prank war.

he goes back down to the shore while you’re asleep and fills up a whole BUCKET. with sand and water and ever so carefully positions it on top of your bedroom door

of course he’s mindful not to get you after you’ve just showered because that would be mean, and jim is a lot of things, but he’s not a MEANIE.

“you’re cleaning this up, mason.”

“already on it, l/n.”

so to get him back for that, you pour the milk and orange juice out of their respective containers and switch them on him

so he ends up taking a big bite of froot loops with orange juice, and washing that grossness down with a big gulp of milk

which you got on video of course

“come on, y/n, you can go deeper than that.”

spoiler: you can’t.

you can’t find it in yourself to do anything that might possibly hurt your baby or make him upset with you

except when you suddenly find enough courage to switch his shampoo for hair dye

which ends up working in his favor bc he totally LOVES IT.

“come on, i can work green. don’t you think?”

this ends up starting an impromptu fashion show

but who’s complaining? 🥰🥰

michael langdon

let’s be honest here: this boy?

he was PREPARED.

but not as much as he thought he was

like spending weeks trapped indoors with his baby? what could go wrong?

a LOT OF THINGS

he underestimated how quickly he would get bored

he is literally willing to do ANYTHING as long as it’s a modicum of entertainment.

he sees you playing minecraft one time and he is so instantly invested

“hey y/n, what’s that?”

“it’s minecraft, you have to build a house to survive and you can play all kinds of games with other people.”

“can... can i try? 🥺”

in literal,,,, seconds he’s built a massive mansion

of course he cheats to get so much wood, but he doesn’t use commands or codes or anything

he just stares at the screen and then SUDDENLY his inventory is full of wood

✨💕antichrist tingz💕✨

but he gets bored of that pretty quickly

bc lets be real,, he has the attention span of a 5 YEAR OLD.

so he turns to the next best thing

which, logically, is of course:

sex. literally marathon sex on every surface imaginable.

he even does this thing where he takes you on the coffee table in front of the other outpost residents, but he makes it so they can’t see either of you

also the breeding link jumps OUT ON THIS ONE, but we’re not gonna talk about that.

basically, you have to come up with manymanymanymany activities so this man baby doesn’t get bored

duncan shepherd

oh boy

quarantine with mr shepherd doesn’t start off so well

he’s SO absorbed in his work, he doesn’t spend a lot of time with you.

but that changes quickly once he sees the toll this is taking on you

you try and pretend he isn’t instantly forgiven because his puppy dog eyes are just soooooo cute 🥺🥺

hear me out: this man goes on a whole shopping spree for you, without your knowledge

literally everything: makeup, lingerie, new clothes

and he has you model them for him, hooting and clapping like an audience member and making you blush every time you struck a pose

mr shepherd turns into the perfect housewife™️ and is always cooking huge, delicious meals and keeping the house clean for you

he’s a little ashamed to admit he took advantage of you always doing these tasks when he didn’t know how long it took to do them all the time

he’s come to appreciate you even more than he used to

he may be into more proper, sit down meals, but i’m not saying he wouldn’t be down to snack a lot too

there are definitely lazy days in bed where you two just loaf about, leaving the bed as little as possible

there are also entire days where you do something else in bed if you know what i mean

i’ll see myself out

xavier plympton

uh oh

this boy is NOT accustomed to staying in one place for long periods of time

so he doesn’t!

you guys end up taking the vanta-c out for long drives

usually parking somewhere near a pier or something for a nice view

yes, i did get a little cheesy there, thanks for noticing

like i said, he’s not really used to being stuck inside for so long, so you have to come up with inventive things to pass the time

he definitely has a bunch of aerobics lesson tapes sitting around

he begs you to do it with him, and who could say no to that face?

you do it for a while but it gets exhausting pretty quickly since you don’t do it as often as he does

oh, your muscles are sore?

xavier gives AMAZING massages, change my mind.

like absolutely magical.

he loved to take your shirt off, sit on the back of your legs, and rub your back while slowly letting his hands float to your front 👀

and did i mention his sex drive?

this man is literally insatiable!

this idiot will go out for groceries and probably come back with like,, a copy of kama sutra or something

he wants to try every! position! in the book!

even the really awkward ones that you can’t quite figure out

“xav, it says i have to put my leg over here.”

“and what?”

“i don’t bend that way, that’s what!”

sometimes he just gives up and you ride him or something lol

but overall, he’s very fun to be quarantined with, even though he complains a lot about having nothing to do

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tags: @emmyrosee @babyboy-cody @moonanonwriting @sojournmichael @leatherduncan @langdondelrey @mxnstersarehuman

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