#Michael Langdon Drabble

[orienteddreamerrr]

Made this little short of Michael Langdon from a comment one of my moots, @langdonss, said to me…

Prompt, in quote: “He’ll share his bread with you”

(Using my OC name)

(First Person)

Entering this dining room, I find a short blonde haired man sitting at a table, looking disheveled but was eating away on this stew and some bread. His eyes were red from crying. I can tell he needed company. And I needed his company too. I slowly walk over, sitting myself in a chair across from him. His eyes met mine, noticing my weariness and the sadness in my eyes. I’m guessing he could tell I was in a depressive state. He takes a piece of his bread, handing that piece to me. I look to it, knowing he was offering me some type of comfort as I take it from him. “Thanks…”, I mutter to him, as he only responded with a faint smile and nod. Eating on my bread, he eats on his bread too, eating more of his stew before he speaks. “You won’t starve…you won’t be alone…not on my watch…”, Those comforting words reached my soul somehow as I smile a faint pained smile. “So…you’ll help me?”, He nods. “We’ll both help each other…”, He settles his utensil down, holding out his hand. “I’m Michael…”, I could already feel my spirits being lifted as I reach for his hand to take it. “Lydia…”.

[redroses07]

AHS boys cuddling headcanons. <3

A/N: Hey guys! I'm back from my year long hiatus! It's been a crazy year for me and I've been through a lot of ups and downs but I'm finally back! Expect me to be posting a lot now because I have a TON of ideas. Anyways, enjoy this little drabble! Love y'all!

Contains: Tate Langdon, Kit Walker, Kyle Spencer, Jimmy Darling, James Patrick March, Kai Anderson, Michael Langdon, and Xavier Plympton.

Tate Langdon:

This boy is definitely a little spoon.

Constantly asks you to hold him in your arms.

You, personally love this, and happily wrap your arms around him lovingly.

Places soft kisses on your fingers while you trace his features.

Absolutely LOVES when you play with his hair, he practically begs for it.

Now don't think he's always going to be the one being held, that's just what he prefers.

If you're feeling down he'll pull you into his chest, and hold you like something's going to take you from him (his abandonment issues showing)

Loves kissing your neck while cuddling.

Kit Walker:

Kit is truly the most loving partner you could ask for and cuddling with you is one of his favorite things in the whole world.

Likes to see your pretty face so prefers that you two lay facing each other.

Softly tells you all the things he loves about you while pressing kisses to your nose, lips, cheeks, and forehead.

When I tell you his hands would be all over you, I mean ALL OVER. He loves to trace his fingers down your arms, torso and stomach.

Kit also likes to sneak his hands under your shirt when your laying together, and he often falls asleep with them like that.

Cannot fall asleep unless his hands are on you in some way (will not lose you like he lost Alma)

Anyways Kit is amazing and I am in love with him.

Pre-death Kyle Spencer:

Tbh he's my least favorite Evan character so apologies if this sucks.

For some reason I feel like he loves to nuzzle his face in your neck, and he often falls asleep like that.

Lets you lay on his lap while he works on schoolwork, and starts playing with your hair when he loses focus.

Loves when you sit in his lap, he will pull you in his lap literally anywhere. No matter if you're alone, or with your friends he feels the best when you're comfortably situated on his lap.

Jimmy Darling:

Big spoon!!!!!!

Loves when you straddle his waist or wrap your arms around his neck.

Really loves to feel as close to you as possible so he'll tangle your bodies together in every possible way.

One would think it would be hard to get comfortable like that but your comfort is Jimmy's #1 priority, even if that means sacrificing his own.

So if that means his arm falls asleep or his leg cramps, that's okay! as long as you're co. mfortable.

Jimmy loves to kiss your cheeks, and when he's in a silly mood he quickly switches between the two. This leaves you flustered, and in a fit of giggles.

James Patrick March

You wouldn't expect it but James LOVES cuddling with you.

On the outside he seems like he would be cold and dismissive in a relationship but you are his EVERYTHING.

Loves when you lay on top of him and he can comfortably wrap his arms around you.

Constantly whispers to you how much he loves and adores you and would do anything for you (In love with his accent)

Probably not surprising but he likes to leave marks all over you, and not just during sex.

Will bite and suck on your skin while you're cuddling. His favorite place to leave marks is your collarbone.

He sees this as an intimate act, and loves the idea that people will know you belong to him.

Kai Anderson

Lets be real...this man is not a cuddler. To be honest he only cares about you when he's trying to make the messiah baby.

But occasionally he'll be extremely overwhelmed with cult responsibilities and will turn to you for condolences.

Holds you while he vents to you about his frustrations.

Plays with your hair or fiddles with the straps of your tank top to distract himself.

Will also ask you about your day to give him something else to think about.

These are the few times when Kai shows his vulnerable side.

Will kiss your shoulders while you tell him about your day, or give him cult advice.

Michael Langdon:

I love Michael so much y'all he's literally my husband.

Cuddling can go either way with him tbh. Sometimes it's him holding you, and sometimes it's you holding him.

When he holds you he pulls you into him and traces is fingers along your back.

Loves to intertwine your fingers and tightly grip your hand. It makes him feel closer and more connected to you.

Cuddling is when you and Michael have your most intimate bonding moments. When you spill your deepest thoughts and secrets to each other.

On the other hand, when the pressure on Michael is too much, he wants you to hold him.

He cries softly, and stuffs his face into your chest in an effort to hide his tears.

When life just becomes too much for him being held and kissed by you makes everything feel okay.

This is a weird one but I feel like he'd have you brush his hair (I love long hair Michael don't hate).

Xavier Plympton:

Likes to listen to music while cuddling, and will softly sing along if he knows the lyrics.

Will also tap on your back along to the beat.

Likes when you lay your head on his chest and drape your legs over his.

Loves to talk while cuddling, telling you everything that comes to his mind.

He talks, you listen, and that's what he loves about you.

Takes breaks in between his various rants to kiss the top of your head and make sure you're comfortable.

[wordsaresimple-imnot]

Masterlist

American Horror Story

AU!AHS multi-chapter

War meets Death - Michael Langdon x O/C Female **Currently on pause

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Band of Brothers

Drunken Confessions - Bill Guarnere x F!Reader (1st person POV, male and female) one-shot, fluff

The next day - Bill Guarnere x F!Reader, Drunken Confessions pt 2, one-shot *smut*

Green Dress - Bill Guarnere x F!Reader (1st person POV, female) one-shot *smut*

Pen pal's - Bill Guarnere x F!Reader one-shot, fluff/slight angst

Truth or dare - Joe Toye x F!Reader (1st person POV, female) one-shot

The game continues - Joe Toye x F!Reader, Truth or dare pt 2, (1st person POV, female) one-shot *smut*

That final line - Joe Liebgott x F!Reader one-shot *smut*, fluff & angst

Oil and water - Joe Liebgott x F!Reader (1st person POV, female) requested one-shot *smut*, angst/fluff ending

Body heat - Joe Liebgott x F!Reader (1st person POV, female) requested one-shot, *smut*

In her arms - George Luz x F!Reader requested one-shot, angst/fluff ending

Leverage

New Hope - Eliot x Reader one-shot/drabble

[gllrimes]

𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝑬𝒍𝒊𝒐’𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈!

𝑹𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔:

I will be writing smut, fluff, comfort, and angst. I'm not experienced with writing as much as other writers are, so don't expect the best.

No sa or rape of any sort because we don't tolerate that.

No piss/shit/fart kinks ya dirty fucks.

No pedophilia. Age gaps only can consist of five years apart in my story's when 18+

No human servitude.

I write for any sexuality and any gender.

I do write drabbles and hcs.

I don't write agere/little space on this blog, I'll set up another blog for that!!

I don't care how old you are I can't stop you from reading my stuff 😕🙏🏻

Requests are open!!

𝑭𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔 & 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓

The Walking Dead:

Rick Grimes

Carl Grimes

Daryl Dixon

Negan Smith

Glenn Rhee

Ron Anderson

Enid Rhee

Maggie Rhee

Michonne Grimes

(Bonus: I might write for others too. Maybe Shane idk.)

The End Of The Fucking World:

Alyssa Foley

James (last name unknown)

Heartstopper:

Charlie Spring

Nick Nelson

Tao Xu

Elle Argent

Darcy Olsson

Tara Jones

Sahar Zahid

Issac Henderson

13 Reasons Why:

Clay Jenson

Hannah Baker

Justin Foley

Alex Standall

Jessica Davis

IT:

Bill Denbrough

Richie Tozier

Beverly Marsh

Stanley Uris

Mike Hanlon

Henry Bowers

Patrick Hockstetter

Victor Criss

Belch Huggins

The Flash (IMDb):

Berry Allen

Cisco Ramon

Caitlin Snow

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Ron Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Tom Riddle

James Potter

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

Mattheo Riddle

Theodore Nott

Regulas Black

Stranger Things:

Mike Wheeler

Will Byers

Jonathan Byers

Nancy Wheeler

Lucas Sinclair

Dustin Henderson

Steve Harrington

Henry Creel

Eleven

Eddie Munson

Criminal Minds:

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

Penelope Garcia

Jennifer Jareau

Twilight:

Bella Swan

Edward Cullen

Jasper Hale

Alice Cullen

Rosalie Hale

Carlisle Cullen

Emmett Cullen

Jacob Black

Seth Clearwater

Esme Cullen

Thirteen:

Tracy Freeland

Evie Zamora

Mason Freeland

Melanie Freeland

Anne With An E:

Gilbert Blythe

Anne Shirley

Dianna Berry

Cole Mackenzie

Jerry Baynard

The Goldfinch:

Theodore Decker (older and younger)

Boris Pavlikovsky (older and younger)

The Turning:

Miles Fairchild

Kate Mandell

Flora Fairchild (NO SMUT)

When You Finish Saving The World:

Ziggy Katz

Lila

American Horror Story:

Tate Langdon

Violet Harmon

Kit Walker

Lana Winters

Zoe Benson

Kyle Spencer

Cordelia Goode

Fiona Goode

Jimmy Darling

James Patrick March

Elizabeth/The Countess

Kai Anderson

Winter Anderson

Ally Mayfair-Richards

Austin Sommers

Mr. Gallant

Edward Mott

Rory Monahan

Shameless:

Fiona Gallagher

Lip Gallagher

Ian Gallagher

Mickey Milkovich

Mandy Milkovich

Carl Gallagher

I Believe In Unicorns:

Davina

Sterling

Tokio Hotel:

Bill Kaulitz

Tom Kaulitz

Georg Listing

Gustav Schäfer

Slashers/Halloween movies characters:

Max Dennison

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Sydney Prescott

Bo Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair

Jason Voorhees

Freddy Kruger

Michael Myers

Jason Dean

Patrick Bateman

Brahms Heelshire

BONUS singers/actors/youtubers:

Sam Golbach

Colby Brock

Jake Webber

Albert (flamingo)

The Sturniolo Triplets

Finn Wolfhard

Noah Schnapp

And finally... ALEX TURNER 😋😋 (he's so husband material)

!!PLEASE USE THIS RESPECTFULLY AND WISELY!!

[mistysconcilium]

ahs guys ෆ . ᐟ

[ fav = ♡ angst = ☁️ fluff = ❀ ]

[ halloween = 🦇]

tate langdon

🦇 a scary movie - drabble [♡, ❀]

child!tate & child!reader - drabble [❀]

kyle spencer

instagram au’s; 01 02

michael langdon

🦇 first halloween - headcanons [❀]

love, elisabet

dividers by @/anitalenia, @/floriseu

[venusxxlangdon]

Of Mice & Snakes - part 3

I can't believe that I'm actually typing this but today after I re-read the first two parts of Mice & Snakes that I had written 4 years ago, I decided that I was aching to finish this series. I mean...not necessarily in 10k word chapter like I used to write before but in…something. A drabble, or maybe a proper epilogue (of course, spicy). I don’t know yet. For now I only have two sentences in my notes that sum everything up.  

Part 1 and Part 2 are one of the best things I have ever written and the main plot line behind them has not been unfolded yet. 

I don’t know when I will get it done, but I will. Even if nobody’s gonna read it. I just need to properly close this gestalt.

For the inspiration, I might also post some of the collages in the coming days/weeks to get you and myself (primarily) back into the universe of Tom Riddle x Michael Langdon x reader. I have missed them.  

See you ;) Part Three - "The Snake" will see the light.

[wroteclassicaly]

20 Questions For Fic Writers

Thank you for the tag, lovely! @morningberriesao3

1) How many works do you have on AO3? - Unsure of the exact number, but 20+?

2) What’s your total AO3 word count? - Unsure, but I know 100,000 +?

3) What fandoms do you write for? - American Horror Story, Supernatural, The Walking Dead, Shameless, Stranger Things, Buffy & Angel.

4) What are your top five fics by kudos? - Ah, shit. Now I have to go find them, 😂

She’s Trouble

Untitled Steve fic

Ripe

And then the rest have just been drabbles, other stuff, etc.

5) Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? - I try to! If I don’t get them all it’s because I get overwhelmed!

6) What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? - Would have to be a tie between these three:

Get Going, Or Get Lost, I Won’t Stand By, Walk Until You Belong

7) What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? - The ones that aren’t angsty 😂 I think this one.

8) Do you get hate on fics? - Oh yeah, lmao.

9) Do you write smut? If so, what kinds? - All kinds. Rough, soft, funny, angsty, fluffy, hate, comfort, slow, fast, hard, etc.

10) Do you wrote crossovers? If so, what’s the craziest one you’ve written? - Not really. I had a Michael Langdon and Jack Kline crossover planned with a reader, but I never got to it. :/

11) Have you ever had a fic stolen? - Multiple times, lol.

12) Have you ever had a fic translated? - Once.

13) Have you ever co-written a fic before? - Yes!

14) What’s your all time favorite ship? - Gallavich and Steddie.

15) What’s a WIP that you want to finish, but doubt you ever will? - My Gator x ex-best-friend!reader fic. All of them, really… haha.

16) What are your writing strengths? - I think I’m good at smut and describing things.

17) What are your writing weaknesses? - I struggle with grammar (I love commas, lol) and dialogue.

18) Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? - Go for it!

19) First fandom you wrote for? - Buffy. But online? American Horror Story.

20) Favorite fic you’ve written? - That would be all three of my top five most kudos fics! Well… the three of them! See above! I’m also in love with some of the WIP’s I’ve worked on.

No pressure tags: @loveshotzz @dandelioninajungle @moonbeamsandmayhem @corrodedcorpses @courtingchaos @jo-harrington @prettyboyeddiemunson @littledemondani @aphrogeneias @onegirlmanytales @bettyfrommars @lofaewrites @carolmunson @succubusmunson @pastel-pillows @andvys @groubee @myosotisa @stevenose @palmtreesx3 @thornsnvultures @eddiemunsonspantschain @word-wytch @justmeinadaze @lonelysatellites whoever else wants to!

[kavinam-indra-bharathi]

guess who just hit 150 followers

So as a celebration , I will be taking requests for fics , headcanons and any other like poems ( only in sanskrit pls that is the only language i feel comfortable writing poems in- and yes manu is a shayari)

Rules- ( for fics and headcanons)

It can be from the following fandoms only.

tolkien( anyone except denethor)

harry potter

star wars

ahs ( michael langdon only)

asoiaf

padmaavat

foundation ( the apple tv one , but only for brother day)

ponniyin selvan

magnificent century and magnificent century kosem

indiana jones series

marvel ( loki only , srry abt that)

bonus- mahabharath and the hindu mythological stuff

2 .I will not write pedophilia.

3. I will write nsfw.

4. I may or may not publish the request quickly.

5. You can also see my Wattpad account it is manikarnika1 ,my ao3 - manikarnikasnakesofindiasursesaji and my quotev manikarnikamanichitratazhushobhana

if you are requesting for song drabbles pls tell your ship or whatever pairing you would like and the name of the song with the singer or the movie's name , or if you want to make me more happy, pls feel free to request drabbles with songs meant for bharathanatyam ( i swear there are tons of varnams , padams and javalis out there )

ex- darth vader with innum en manam / melkor with pasoori ( or smth like that)

you may also give me dialogue prompts and crossovers

ex- ponniyin selvan with star wars

you can also request a fic with any of the ocs i have created which are

nagavalli ( from lost in arda)

sithara ( from ennai udaithaano)

rules- for shayari ( poems)

1 . it can be about a character from either one of the fandoms given above.

2. i will not take nsfw for shayari

3.or it can be about the most random objects ( like plinko horse or smth)

now coming to the moots only section, you , my dearest moots who have been with me since day-1 can ask for these ( these are not open to non moots , srry ))

you can ask for like nsfw and sfw alphabet for any character in any of the fandoms i have listed.

and you can also ask for a ship from any of these fandoms

i'm waiting for asks

love

Your friendly admin

Manikarnika

tagging some moots here- @herawell,@aarasiswear,@paneerlajwanti,@jukti-torko-golpo,@ramayantika,@chaanv,

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Thiruppavai drabbles

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/8r3tmcR

by Manikarnikasnakesofindiasursesaji

A set of drabbles inspired by thiruppavai as it is the month of margazhi that are a part of the following fandoms Tolkien Star Wars Asoiaf Ahs

Words: 104, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Summa , for fun

Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings (Movies), The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Hobbit (Jackson Movies), The Hobbit - J. R. R. Tolkien, Star Wars - All Media Types, House of the Dragon (TV), American Horror Story: Apocalypse, Hindu Religions & Lore

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Relationships: Morgoth Bauglir | Melkor/Sauron | Mairon, Celebrimbor | Telperinquar/Sauron | Mairon, Sauron | Mairon/Witch-King Of Angmar, Thranduil (Tolkien)/Original Female Character(s), maedhros| maitimo/fingon, Ben Solo | Kylo Ren/Original Female Character(s), Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen & Original Character(s), Michael Langdon/Original Female Character(s)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/8r3tmcR

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Thiruppavai drabbles

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/mfepN3a

by Manikarnikasnakesofindiasursesaji

A set of drabbles inspired by thiruppavai as it is the month of margazhi that are a part of the following fandoms Tolkien Star Wars Asoiaf Ahs

Words: 104, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Summa , for fun

Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings (Movies), The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Hobbit (Jackson Movies), The Hobbit - J. R. R. Tolkien, Star Wars - All Media Types, House of the Dragon (TV), American Horror Story: Apocalypse, Hindu Religions & Lore

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Relationships: Morgoth Bauglir | Melkor/Sauron | Mairon, Celebrimbor | Telperinquar/Sauron | Mairon, Sauron | Mairon/Witch-King Of Angmar, Thranduil (Tolkien)/Original Female Character(s), maedhros| maitimo/fingon, Ben Solo | Kylo Ren/Original Female Character(s), Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen & Original Character(s), Michael Langdon/Original Female Character(s)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/mfepN3a

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Thiruppavai drabbles

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/QktC3mD

by Manikarnikasnakesofindiasursesaji

A set of drabbles inspired by thiruppavai as it is the month of margazhi that are a part of the following fandoms Tolkien Star Wars Asoiaf Ahs

Words: 104, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Summa , for fun

Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings (Movies), The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Hobbit (Jackson Movies), The Hobbit - J. R. R. Tolkien, Star Wars - All Media Types, House of the Dragon (TV), American Horror Story: Apocalypse, Hindu Religions & Lore

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Relationships: Morgoth Bauglir | Melkor/Sauron | Mairon, Celebrimbor | Telperinquar/Sauron | Mairon, Sauron | Mairon/Witch-King Of Angmar, Thranduil (Tolkien)/Original Female Character(s), maedhros| maitimo/fingon, Ben Solo | Kylo Ren/Original Female Character(s), Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen & Original Character(s), Michael Langdon/Original Female Character(s)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/QktC3mD

[orienteddreamerrr]

Here is a Random Michael Langdon mini drabble that popped into head...I think I'll title this one:

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In The Sanctuary

Rating: PG for...fluff and brief sensuality!

(VERY SHORT!)

“She’s ready for you Mister Langdon…” “Let her in…”, Michael’s voice echoes in the room of his office as he beckons for his follower to let you in. As you do, you instantly see him sitting at his desk, some files lay in front of him. He looks up to see you, smiling his signature smile. “Hey…”, He greets you. You match his smile. “Hey…I um…wanted to ask you of something…”, Michael turns serious as he stands, walking over to stand in front of you, leaning against the edge of his desk. “Alright…what is it?”, You step closer to him, taking a breath. “I just want to know…why’d you pick me?”, Michael chuckles faintly. “What do you think?”, You sigh at his response. “Because…I’m valuable?”, Michael steps closer to you, resting a hand on your cheek. “Because you’re different from the others…you’re unique…more unique than you’ll ever know…”, You can’t help but smile at his words, watching as he slowly leans into you, feeling his hot breath hit your lips as you flutter your eyes close, anticipating Michael’s lips on yours.  Upon feeling his lips, you can feel your butterflies flutter inside your stomach as you kiss him back, feeling him deepen it in an instant. You can hear him moan softly into the kiss as you moan back, wrapping your arms around his neck to embrace him, feeling his arms instantly wrap around your waist in return. His tongue comes into play, swirling around yours as you moan more loudly in response. After a moment, he pulls away, resting his forehead against yours as he catches his breath. You chuckle breathlessly. “Guess I’m staying for a while…”, Michael chuckles breathlessly as well. “I would be happy if you would…”, You could only nod. “Then I would love to stay…”, Michael smiles, leaning away as he leans to your forehead for a quick kiss. “I’m hosting a little dinner party if you want to join…”, You smile back at him. “Cool…fancy or casual?”, Michael can’t help but chuckle. “Fancy…if you mind…”, You give him a curt nod. “Alright…I’ll go put on my best then…”, Michael watches you as you leave his office, hoping you will be there on time and wow the others who are there in the Sanctuary. And you can’t help but feel like you belonged there…with Michael…helping him run the Sanctuary for the years to come.

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Thiruppavai drabbles

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/QXZEA5f

by Manikarnikasnakesofindiasursesaji

A set of drabbles inspired by thiruppavai as it is the month of margazhi that are a part of the following fandoms Tolkien Star Wars Asoiaf Ahs

Words: 104, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Summa , for fun

Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types, The Lord of the Rings (Movies), The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit - All Media Types, The Hobbit (Jackson Movies), The Hobbit - J. R. R. Tolkien, Star Wars - All Media Types, House of the Dragon (TV), American Horror Story: Apocalypse, Hindu Religions & Lore

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Relationships: Morgoth Bauglir | Melkor/Sauron | Mairon, Celebrimbor | Telperinquar/Sauron | Mairon, Sauron | Mairon/Witch-King Of Angmar, Thranduil (Tolkien)/Original Female Character(s), maedhros| maitimo/fingon, Ben Solo | Kylo Ren/Original Female Character(s), Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen & Original Character(s), Michael Langdon/Original Female Character(s)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/QXZEA5f

[sojournlangdon]

What are your sins?

Sojourn!Michael Langdon x gender neutral reader

Warnings: mentions of death, light satanism (if that’s a thing)

Her voice is brash and grating. The garish red she wore could not be more fitting, with its loudness and lack of subtlety. You don’t know why you keep returning to this congregation. The admission process was a joke, which may explain the pitiful leader and members. Surely there was something better than this.

The creak of a door signalled a potential escapee. You feel relief on their part, and wonder what’s stopping you from doing the same. Her unblinking eyes and tense jaw turn to you. You feel your heartbeat more intensely following her question:

What are your sins?

Lips part, and shut. You blink too many times, and an awareness of it only worsens the behaviour. Why the fuck did you sit in the front row?

She looks at you with furrowed brows for a few counts, before opening the question to everyone. You feel heat brush over your face. So much for being above all of this.

The replies are almost as pathetic as your lack of one, petty theft, gun money and adultery. With the bar this low, your actions seem devilish. Were they? You don’t think so, but you decide to get a second opinion.

“Actually, I do have one.” The confidence in your voice is short-lived. She looks at you expectantly, and you feel the intrigue of the sad souls around you.

Voice small, you begin unclearly, before she demands that you speak up. The second time is better, desensitised.

“I killed him, I killed a person.”

You have their attention now, this was a step up in severity, to say the least. She grins, shouts her praise, and tells you to stand and inspire the ‘weaklings’.

You clear your throat, and try to diguise your trembling hands by holding them against the dark fabric brushing your thighs. Most everyone looks morbidly interested, but one unfamiliar face appears transfixed, desperate to hear the events.

Tangled, honey-tinted hair, light stubble framing parted full lips, glossy eyes so tired they looked bruised. You may be as equally as enthralled by him. You focus on the space around him, eyes flitting back to him to observe how he digests your story.

“It wasn’t senseless, or random. I may have planned it, but he well and truly deserved worse than what he got. To be honest, I was surprised by my own strength. I mean, keeping someone’s head underwater while they scratch and kick and bite is no easy feat. Drowning doesn’t happen in thirty seconds, and even after he stopped moving I had to hold him down - to make sure.”

You catch your breath, slightly dissociated, no longer aware of their reactions. You don’t know when to stop, so you keep going.

“It was yesterday, in the evening. He’s still there. But I drained the tub and refilled it with ice. I didn’t think about the fact that it would melt, though.”

Heat rises to your face a second time when you see him smile warmly at you, as if you said something endearing. You are once again brought back to reality, reluctantly noting the rest of the room. Some look nauseated, others inspired.

She once again litters you with praise as you return to your seat. For the remainder of the meeting, your mind is somewhere else entirely. You register movement around you as people start to leave, others staying for the shitty potluck. Arms crossed and eyes lowered, you languidly move towards the staircase. That was stupid, a stupid fucking thing to say in front of so many people. What if someone reports you, or tries to copy you or -

“Good riddance. To whoever it was. I’m sure you did the world a favour.” Up close, you can see just how disheveled and weary he looks. A gentle smile graces his features, and when you don’t reply, he gives a light nod and ascends the stairs.

You follow, reaching out to stop him, not willing to let him go just yet. The motion is messy, and you end up with the crumpled black shirtsleeve in your tight grip. Nice fucking going.

He stops suddenly, upper body twisting round. His raised eyebrows makes you cringe slightly, as you lean into the wall to let others filter past.

“I could use some help. You know, with the body. If you’re interested.” Another excellent move on your part.

His eyes soften, and you think he would have laughed if he was any less fatigued. He nods, tells you to lead the way. So you do. At some point during the walk home, you notice that your hands are loosely intertwined. You’ve been so fraught with nervous energy, that you don’t remember who moved first.

It’s quiet, mostly your own voice. You talk about where you live, potential dinner ideas, and that forensic psychology module you did once. He looks relieved when you insist that he takes a nap before anything else, and you when confirm that the shower is separate from the bath.

Only when you’re outside the building do you think to ask the blonde boy’s name, learning that it’s Michael. His delicate features work with his name, you decide.

“Like the Archangel. Cute.” He scoffs at that.

“Not quite. Really, I could prove you wrong there.”

[syven-siren]

Nighttime Interruptions

Summary: Michael and the reader are in desperate need of alone time but a certain monster get in the way. (Michael Langdon x Female!Reader)

Warnings: Smut and domestic fluff

Requested by anon: "Could you make an imagine where Micheal Langdon and fem reader are in the middle of nasty sex and y'alls daughter wakes up catching you both in the act, but Michael puts her back in bed and she questions you both in the morning on what daddy was doing to mommy?"

Short gasps leave your bruised lips and a light sheen of sweat does little to cool your heated flesh. As another sharp thrust pitches your legs further apart, your fingernails claw at the shoulders of your lover.

“Michael,” You whimper, something he never will tire of hearing.

His teeth bite harshly at the skin of your neck, leaving a string of red along the way. You clench around his member relentlessly, needily. Each time, it causes him to groan in appreciation. Michael pulls away from you, admiring your disheveled appearance.  

“Look at me.”

You do as he commands, your eyes meeting as he pounds into you roughly. Your toes curl, the coil in your stomach tightening. Gnawing your lower lip, you struggle to maintain eye contact. You’re so close and Michael doesn’t seem too far behind you as his hips stutter every few thrusts.

“M-mommy?”

Pushing Michael off suddenly, you throw the forgotten sheet around both your bare bodies. Michael teeters on the edge of the bed, grumbling under his breath.

“I can’t sleep,” Your daughter’s trembling voice pierces the air as she walks further in, “There’s a monster under the bed.” This incessant monster has haunted your daughter’s dreams for the past month and now seems to be interrupting your own nightly habits. “Can you check, please?”

Although agreeing to her request, you find it difficult to move. Your legs feel like jello and your hips ache as you struggle to get off the bed.

“Stay, (Y/N). You need a break,” Michael chuckles lowly. You easily catch the meaning of his words. “Come along, my little dove. Let’s chase those monsters away.”

You smile, watching the two exit the room. Falling back onto the bed, you gather your energy as your body tingles awaiting Michael to return. Unsure of how much time has passed, you are drawn from your quiet moment by large hands caressing your curves and soft lips trailing along your jaw.  

“Now where were we…”  

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.

.

“Good morning, little one.” He kisses (Y/D/N)’s forehead before turning to give you one, “Morning, my love.”

“Good morning,” you and (Y/D/N) return.

The morning moves by slowly. Breakfast and conversation are passed around the dining table, only broken up by the soft giggles of your daughter.

“Daddy?”

“Yes?”

“What were you and mommy doing last night?”

You sputter, setting down your coffee and glancing at Michael. A small mischievous glint forms in his eye.

"Don’t," You mouth to him. He always has to see how far he can push the limits of your mortification.

“We were-”

“Wrestling,” You say pointedly, glaring at your husband.

“Yes, wrestling,” Michael chuckles at your embarrassment.

“When can I wrestle someone?” She asks innocently, not understanding the context of her words.

“When you're older.”  “Never.”

It’s now your turn to laugh at Michael’s discomfort. Your daughter begins to ramble on about Michael's unfairness. And much to your enjoyment, he battles her on the topic. He calls on you to help address the issue. Instead, you kiss his cheek and inform him that he is all on his own.

[hecohansen31]

okay but king!michael langdon, hiring a painter to paint him, and the reader arrived, prepared with all their materials. except, michael wants the reader to paint him as he jerks off 🥵🥵🥵

(A/N): Hello there, lovelies!

Sorry for taking quite some time with this ask!

And before I leave you, I just wanted to denounce myself with saying that this is highly unhistorically accurate, although I just wanted to give some shoutouts to badass Reinassance and Maniersm artist ladies: Sofonisba Angussola, without whom we wouldn’t have Caravaggio and the infamous Artemisia Gentileschi (I have seen live the ‘Judith kills Oloferne’ and let me tell you... IT IS FUCKING GORGEOUS!).

Also the iconography of Michael is taken from ‘San Michael catches from Heaven the fallen angels’ by Domenico Beccafumi,

A lot of women artists were also given by the place I study at, for which I am very proud!

This is all (sorry I just had to give an history lessons, because I love art history!), have a nice reading!

WARNINGS: Historically Inaccurate, Art, Mention of Sex-Masturbation, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism.

Being asked to paint a cardinal was a great honor for your father, no matter how much he tried to dissimulate his talent and his ambition with a soft smile and a wave of hand.

He could think that Rome wasn’t much, but you were enthralled by its beauty, the golden shining and the ruins standing tall no matter how much time had passed.

And then you had met cardinal Michael Borgia, the man who your father would have to portray in his time in Rome, the arriving point of his career, after he had started in a small city in the center of Italy, painting mostly churches and altar paintings.

But for you, it’d be a starting point.

Girls were always supposed to ‘work’ as dutiful mothers and daughters, if not wives, by a certain time, as they grew old enough to bear children, but when your mother had died when you were nothing but a child, your father had grown you as a boy, and as his rightful heir in the artistic surroundings.

He had taken in you as his rightful apprentice, and he had insisted that you followed him to Rome to sketch the cardinal in order for him then to complete the drawing.

You knew that if you did well, your father might even make you direct some of the works in his shop, coordinating with him.

And maybe one day, you’d be the one called in to paint a cardinal.

‘I hope so, little flower’ he had smiled, kissing your forehead before you set up in your small private rooms inside the Borgia palace.

So, you couldn’t help but feel extremely nervous when you had your first sitting with the cardinal, knowing perfectly how haughty cardinals could be, acting as if they owned the place.

And Michael Borgia wasn’t an exception.

He appeared in his red robes, smirking teasingly at you as you bowed at him, although surprise also shone on his face, evidently not used to female painters.

Many weren’t hence why your father hid you.

“Your Sanctity” you uttered breaking the uncomfortable silence as you moved slightly to show him the sitting chair, so that you could go back to hiding yourself behind your canvas, checking the colors and the brushes, till the cardinal coughed lightly to obtain your attention “… is there something wrong, my lord?”.

“I just thought that the great Francesco Savini would have been a man, not a gorgeous woman” you were damnably ashamed by the flush on your cheeks at his compliment.

You weren’t classically beautiful, even less in your work clothes, composed by pants and a light shirt, enough to allow you easier movements, so that you could comfortably paint and give your best.

“… my father is Francesco” you squeaked almost as a little mouse “… I am (Y/N) Savini, and I’ll take the first sketch of you, and then my father will complete the drawing”.

He looked at you curiously as if you were a new toy solely for him.

Ready to be broken.

And the thing made you feel extremely uneasy, although you hid it, backing up further till you hit your own sitting chair.

“… naturally that will be, if you don’t have a problem with me sketching you, monsignore”.

He shook his head lightly, his elegant curls softly catching the light of the first hours of the day, since you had insisted to set yourself up in a room with a huge window when the sun was at its peak in order to be helped in conjuring the man’s unearthly beauty.

Although he wasn’t as famous as his dark brother Cesare, Michael Borgia was known for his heavenly appearance and you could confirm it with the way his hair shone with the natural light and his eyes pierced through you in an almost feline gaze.

Certainly, he had a predatory gaze in them.

“No no, it won’t be a problem” you had expected him to protest, insist that he would like immediately to meet up with your father.

That he couldn’t trust an apprentice.

A woman even more.

But he simply sat down on the chair and you immediately went back to your canvas, sketching the beginning scheme, till you heard again the rustling of robes and thought nothing of it, thinking that the cardinal was simply getting himself comfortable, but the rustling continued and you peaked lightly your head from the canvas.

And found out that he had discarded the upper part of his robe, leaving his chest naked, something which made you open your mouth, at first for surprise but then to take in the lean physique of the beautiful angel.

A painting of your own appeared in your mind, but soon your mouth found the ability to speak and you blurted out.

“… what are you doing, your sanctity?”.

He simply sent you a small smirk, but moved his hand away from the lower robes, something for which you were thankful, because his hips were already distracting enough.

“Hasn’t your father told you about what I asked of him for this portrait?” his tone now was damnably shaming, as if he was talking to someone beneath him “… I asked him to paint me as ‘Saint Michael pushing out of Heaven the rebellious angels’ and if I am not wrong…”.

He had smirked softly then and opened his plump lips to complete the phrase, but you didn’t catch the sound, too focused on the perfect shade of them.

“…  angels are naked, aren’t they?”.

Not exactly.

It mostly happened if they were children or if they were simple models.

You, yourself, had studied the human anatomy on model, both males and females, much to your embarrassment, but to paint such a beautiful and powerful man, naked…

… it almost suffocated you.

“… oh yeah… ahem… but not completely naked” ‘please just spare me this’.

“I’ll keep my most intimate bits to myself, don’t worry lady Savini” he promised, and you just took a deep breath, remembering yourself that you just needed to be professional.

If not for your big occasion, to avoid your father any kind of shame.

“Thank you, my lord” you hid behind the canvas, gently relaxing yourself with the thought of your father’s praise “… whenever you are ready let me know and I’ll start”.

“Of course, lady Savini” he had promised with a smart smirk, before rustling of fabric had emptied the awkward silence between you two “… I am ready”.

And again as you had moved to face him, your breath had been stolen by your mouth and although he had indeed kept himself covered with a soft piece of white fabric his entire body was exposed to you and you couldn’t help but blush, again calming your breath with a deep huff before you started to sketch the position, trying to focus on the more technical part of it.

“Have you ever done something like this, lady Savini?” you were used to vases of fruits who didn’t speak so you couldn’t help but be startled as the man behind the canvas spoke to you and you almost made the pencil in your hands fall, grabbing it at the last second.

“… something like what, your sanctity?” you asked unsure, hiding further in yourself, as you traced sudden lines.

“There is no need for such formalities, when you have seen me almost naked, lady Savini” he insisted, although his tone was damnably teasing “… and I mean if you have ever done a portrait or if I am your first”.

The tone with which he had pronounced the words sounded downright sinful and you couldn’t help but blush, nodding almost as if he could see you.

“You are my first” your voice spoke with innocence “… portrait… I haven’t… men don’t take kindly to women ‘stealing their jobs’ “.

You almost wanted to eat back all you had said, but he simply laughed out loud.

“… on that I can agree, lady Savini”.

“Just call me (Y/N)” you mumbled softly, since he had been graceful enough to avoid the formalities and you weren’t exactly a lady “… and I am glad we can see eye to eye”.

“I do think so too” again that sensual smirk, as if his tone had a secretive undertone he was sharing simply with you “… I do like the fact that the person who portrays me has to have my same sense of things”.

“I’ll try to do my best” and then you joked softly, to alleviate the tense air “… and the talent of an artist should also be coordinated with the ability of the model”.

Michael laughed genuinely and you couldn’t help but love that soft laugh, almost scared of being heard.

And then you went back to studying his features, till you had the sketch down to a t, only the face being left outside of your drawing, making you wonder constantly about what you had to do to make it all better.

And Michael caught your uneasiness.

“Is something wrong?” you raised your gaze from the canvas, looking at him in the eyes and wondering what you could change.

“… I am just… I am just having trouble with the face” you hoped he wouldn’t take it as a personal offence, but Michael simply smirked “… I just don’t understand how… I can’t choose which one is the best”.

“… then let me help you”.

And then before you were able to understand what was happening, Michael reached softly under the white fabric, pushing it a bit further up in order for him to touch under the fabric… down there.

In a shameful gesture that looked so free and natural.

“I might have an idea” and even under the fabric you could see his hand tugging himself, in a way that sounded so obscene yet so damnably alive “… shouldn’t he look like he just received the ecstasy of God?”.

You didn’t know what to say, but he just kept on gently pushing his member to swell under the fabric, till its silhouette was visible.

And it made you lose any breath from your lungs.

And your inspiration suddenly spiked up, as your hand found itself on your pencil quickly tracing the gorgeous shape of Michael’s biting lips, and the way his eyes brightened just before darkening as he brought himself over the edge.

And you caught that delicious shapes of his eyebrows scrunching rather ungraciously, although it made the entire painting damnably human and as you shot a look at the canvas…

… you understood it was the best thing you would have ever painted.