Eye for an eye [Michael Langdon] Pt. 5
Pairing: Michael Langdon x female! reader
warning: finally kissing, bad omens concert (if that's not your vibe, you can pick whatever band you want)
words: 2858
summary: working at Kineros is so much fun, second date with Michael. actual flirting?
AN: I'm so so sorry it took so long, I'm in the midst of my finals and it's killing me. so I wrote an extra-long chapter. enjoy <3
âThis is a joke, right? Thatâs not the Rosalie from Cooperative?â you canât help but ask him after he has brushed his teeth for what feels like 10 minutes âNo, not a joke, do you still smell her?â he asks as he wipes his mouth with a napkin and you come closer to his and cautiously smell âno, but I did order room perfume because it, unfortunately, stays in the hallâ you lean against the doorpost of the bathroom and Michael sighs âI had to drag her to a hairdresser, makeup artist, stylist, cosmetologist, whatever you name it to make her look so.. decent at cooperative, I was so ashamed that nightâ he makes a sour face as if it was the worst night of his life âbut I have to keep her around unfortunately. For a ritual. But she kept on believing we were getting married so I stuck with that to her. She wonât live long anywayâ âHow long till the ritual?â âItâs this Friday actuallyâ Michael seemed relieved âI have to offer her to my father. Itâs the last, final ritual to be.. free. My mouth hurtsâ âYeah well, you did brush your teeth for 10 minutes so, no wonder your mouth hurtsâ you laugh and he glares playfully at you âthank god I donât have to worry about youâ âFor what?â âI think I can kiss you easily for 10 minutes, Iâd rather kiss you than that foul thingâ âOkay, that foul thing has a name Michael, and youâre done with her on Friday. Just donât.. think too much of it okay? Be happy you donât have to fuck her in a ritualâ âNo thank hell, I have to offer a virgin so I had promised to marry her on Friday and then we could.. fu- I canât say that when I think of her it makes my stomach churnâ he becomes paler and you canât help it but put a hand on his cheek âyouâll be fine, Michaelâ you smile at him and he takes a look at you âyou do know youâre in the menâs bathroom, right?â he winks and you audibly gasp âoh no! what will become of me?!â you act out musically making Michael laugh as he pushes you closer against him âthank hell for youâ he whispers against your lips making you turn to stone. Is he? Will he? No, right? Softly your lips brush against each other âAlready so much softerâ âPlease donât compare her to meâ you blurt out and he shakes his head âShe comes nowhere near you, on any levelâ
The week flew by like It was nothing. You enjoyed working at Kineros because it was easy. Rosalie also never came back again after she came on your first day. Michael had told you that heâd rather speak with her on the phone than in person, which is understandable. You also canât help but glance over to his office once in a while, because his office is on your left, and most of the time he had his door open unless there was a business meeting. Most of the time he would lean against his desk, his sleeve rolled up as he was busy reading emails you had forwarded him. You couldnât help but stare at the icy gaze he held on his computer, how sharp his jawline was, and how often he would bite the inside of his lip. Once you even almost fell back because you were leaning so much. Earning a concerned look from Michael when he heard you gasp âIâm fine!â you say and he shakes his head with a smile.
Friday came along and Michael had to leave Kineros early for the ritual, thank hell you didnât have to come with him because it would be too gore-y âWe can meet up tonight? After the ritual, I can tell you in every colorful detail what happenedâ he says as he leans against your desk right next to you âwe can meet up tonight, yesâ you say as you push your chair from the desk to look at him, you were wearing a mini a-line black skirt with a black button up and black boots to mimic Michaels style. Michaels's eyes go from your boots to where your skirt begins and he scrapes his throat, loosening his tie âAre you wearing this tonight?â ânot sure yet, why?â âJust, keep it onâ he nods and stands up âIâll see you tonight!â âgood luck!â you wave at him as you continue with the emails âSo, devil's little helper hm?â Mutt says behind you âSo?â âThatâs how you got the job, didnât you? You mustâve sucked him off real good with that look on his faceâ You frown at his remark âWhatâs that supposed to mean?â âthat.. girl, is not allowed one foot in this building. But with you, he flirts so easily like you fuck him every night. you probably do donât you? Why donât you try us for once?â Mutt says as he points at himself and Jeff âNo thanks, Iâm already concerned for the girls who are willing to get paid to get fucked by you two. When I look at you it feels like Iâm looking at my grandmothers' wallpaperâ you say as you finish the last two emails of the day. Mutt huffs and curses at you as you close your laptop.
Cleaning your desk to leave you see that Michael still had his light on in his office. You walk over to turn it off only to see that his laptop is also still on, this man. Walking towards his desk to shut his laptop off you canât help but see that he has an entire schedule for you
Friday: meet y/n after work
Sunday: visit y/n
Wednesday: take y/n out to dinner after work
âsilly manâ you smirk to yourself as you close his laptop as well, better to take it home with me and give it to him tonight. He may need it. Turning off the light in his office as you make your way home.
Anxiety was creeping its way into your body about the ritual that was happening right now. Mostly hoped it wouldnât hurt Michael too much, as you know that rituals for him could be painful from time to time, especially if his father wasnât appreciative of the gift. Nervously you walked around your house, having done everything you could do already, put some clothes in the washing machine, fill the dishwasher, clean the kitchen
âWhat are you nervous about?â you hear Michael echo through your living room as he transmutes and you gasp happily âIt worked!?â âyesâ he smiles and you fling your arms around him, mostly because youâre happy that now Michael doesnât have to think about Rosalie anymore. But also it meant you were a step closer to each other, if you have to believe Satan. Michael puts his arms around you as he inhales your scent âOh I brought your laptop with me in case you needed it throughout the weekendâ âYouâre an angelâ he mumbles against your hair. Only realizing now that you hugged Michael you try to let go of him only to feel his arms around your waist tighten âJust, just one minute longer pleaseâ he sounds desperate in your ear. After exactly one minute he loosens his arms around you âWhat sort of ritual was it exactly?â you canât help but ask, âItâs ehm, the final offering, from me to him, Iâm free from him, I can make my own decisions nowâ but the deal? âthe deal still stands. Because that is between you and himâ ´But you, you can decline, now, right?â you ask hesitantly and Michael nods shortly. You bite your lip as you try to withhold yourself from lashing out âdoesnât mean I will thoughâ his voice becomes softer âwe just, have to go through a lot more, and longer, offerings and ritualsâ âso I have to see it like youâre finally an adult? Because youâre freeâ âYeah you can see it sorta like thatâ Michael says as he nods âI can live with thatâ You smile and Michael finally smiles back at you.
Uncertain of the way you felt, he understands that itâs a lot, especially since youâve been begging for love since you were 15 years of age, and truthfully. Michael was scared, beyond scared. For the first time he also feels like someone has an actual interest in him, at least, you tried to get to know him, and didnât directly fall on your knees because he is the antichrist. He had to fight for this and so would you. There are moments where Michael feels he could marry you directly, right then and there, but there are moments where he wishes he could walk away like the rituals and the deal never happened. But Michael also knows that his father has a very short temper and wanted him to already be married long before his last ritual, Michael was more surprised that because of you he took his time. He had tried once already, when you were 17, to meet you, but you were under such a big amount of stress because your mother had just passed away he couldnât bring it to just. Jump in front of you and explain that he would be the love of your life. He sat there during the funeral, watching your form from the far back of the hall, seeing how everyone took pity on you, losing both your parents in such a short time. He wanted to be nothing but a support system, but you, you closed yourself off to the world.
âwhat are you thinking about?â Michaels's thoughts get broken by your soft voice âNothing, just. The future. Ehm, yes, we should celebrate!â he holds tight onto your hands and you start to laugh at his excitement. You love how you sometimes can still see the kid deep within him, trying to break free, which also makes you sad when you realize that he never experienced a childhood, or puberty like you did âWe can go to a concert? See which one isnât sold out yet?â you blurt out and Michael furrows his brows âwhatâs that?â âCome,â you say as you grab your coat.
Looking at the agenda of the concert hall you bite your lip to guess what Michael would like when it comes to music âDefinitely not Coldplay, at least, not right now, maybe Slipknot? Is that too.. metal for the devil?â you think out loud âwhat is this Bad Omens bandâ Michael points at the bands that will be playing tonight âoh theyâre great! But theyâre sold out so-â â-so? We can just go insideâ he shrugs âMichael we canât there are no tickets an-âOf course he transmutes you mid-sentence â-ymore, Michael this is illegalâ You hiss at him as you slap his shoulder, acting hurt he rolls his eyes âwhen will it startâ you walk into the crowded hall, happy that he transmuted you to a deserted hall âin 10 minutes or so? See how busy it isâ you giggle as you look back at Michael, who looks a bit frightened not knowing what to expect.
The closer you get to the band coming on stage the more crowded the room gets. You feel Michaelâs body heat come closer to you and you feel more eyes falling on the both of you, hushed voices carry through the room like everybody knows who Michael is. But theyâre probably all eye fucking him âAs long as it stays at eye fucking Iâm fine with itâ you whisper to yourself while Michael wraps a protective arm over your middle âIs someone jealous?â he whispers in your ear and you canât help but side-eye him making him laugh in your ear. The room becomes dark as the intro for the band starts to play.
Thankfully Michael enjoyed the concert just like you did. Holding each other's hand as you walked out of the concert hall âThat was a really good bandâ he sighs and you nod âYeah theyâre really good!â you start to slowly shake because of how thin your coat is and the temperature change from a really hot concert hall to the cold evening wind. Michael sees a bench âComeâ he says as he almost drags you to it. He sits down and as you want to sit down next to him he tusks âYouâre getting cold come onâ he lets go of your hand only to grab you by your middle to place you on his lap. You canât help but blush by the sudden bold move from Michael and you get jealous when you feel his warm body heat consume you.
Fixing your hair as you try to avoid melting against him while he looks at you with endearing eyes âI liked that song they played, the one with the long title, what was it again?â you feel his hands almost burn on your middle as he tries to make small talk with you âoh, ehm, love is the death of peace and mind? I like that one as wellâ you blush, playing with his sleeve of his button up âwhere is the girl with the bold temper? Did she go on vacation?â Michael laughs as he notices how shy you have become all of a sudden âNo! Nope, she is still hereâ you point at your brain âI just, never, experienced this, this whole thing, situationâ you exclaim with your hands and Michael nods while he comes closer. You canât help but stare at the freshly painted black nails you had done yesterday until you feel his soft lips on your forehead âNope, no feverâ he says playfully for someone who is the devil he has soft lips âAre you sure?â you ask him and he kisses you again ânoâ you shake your head while you sigh.
Michael, being the gentleman that he is, transmuted you back home, in front of your door with his laptop case in his hand âI enjoyed tonight, a lotâ he winks and you nod âYeah me too, we should do this more oftenâ âoh we definitely willâ he says as he closes the gap between you two and you smile your best smile at him making him melt âso I will see you Sunday?â you ask him to break the comfortable silence âyes, you will see me Sundayâ he says sultry as he comes closer to your lips. This time youâre the one to make the move to kiss him for the first time. His lips are incredibly soft against yours, knowing itâs just one, official kiss you lean back only to see Michael stand still in the same stance âAre you okay?â you whisper laughingly âAre you mocking me? Come hereâ he groans as he kisses you again, longer and deeper this time. You hold him by the collar of his coat as he pushes you against your door.
Michael had transmuted after saying goodbye and ending the kiss you both had for the first time. You open the door with shaking hands âOh my god oh my god. I need to call Julieâ you say after you close the door. While you take your shoes off you put her on speaker
âyes?â she groans âOh did I wake you, sleeping beauty?â âno, you didnât, Iâm sickâ âAh do you have a bug?â âprobably food poisoning, that idiot called my fiancĂŠ, cooked yesterday, why are you calling so late?â Julie says groggily and you let out a sigh âI thought you wouldnât let him cook again, the last time he also gave you food poisoning remember?â âyeah well he said he practicedâ She cuts you off and you smirk âWhy Iâm calling you isâ you sing as you throw yourself on the couch âOh no please donât tell me youâre pregnant from that botâ you laugh out loud by her statement âwe kissed.â âyou kissed? I didnât know robots had fe-â â-Julie he is not a robot, okay, we went to the Bad Omens concert and afterwards he brought me home and ehm, we, we kissedâ âThatâs so cute! Wait, a bad omens concert?! Does he enjoy rock?â âyeah he does actuallyâ âI would see him for some classical music type of shitâ Julie sighs and you smile âNo, heâs actually really growing on me Julieâ âYeah I can hear that youâre smiling through the phone itâs creepyâ âhmm well Iâm sorry you have food poisoning but if you keep this up I will not take care of youâ you hear Julie trash through the phone about how badly she wants your vegetable porridge tomorrow and you always take care of her when sheâs sick âIâm just joking Julie, Iâll see you tomorrow. Take some Tylenol and youâll be off to Wonderland in no time okay? Sleep tightâ âHmm whatever,â Julie says playfully as she hangs up
Right when you want to go to bed you hear your phone buzz
- Sleep tight
You too Michael
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Eye for an eye [Michael Langdon] pt.4
Pairing: Michael langdon x female!reader
warnings: mentions of death
words: 1540
summary: your first date with michael and your first workday at Kineros (filler chapter)
AN: I'm still trying to figure out what format works best for me so bear with me, any feedback is highly appreciated <3
When the clock hit 7 you got ready for the dinner you had with Michael, all he said before he left after abusing your closet was to wear the dress and let your hair loose. But nothing more. So you added some black heels and a silver necklace. You did your makeup a tiny bit heavier than usual and for once you didnât put on perfume in the hope that he would linger more around you like his coat did. Because damn he smells good it should be illegal.
Iâm here.
you curse as you run down the stairs, almost breaking your ankle as you grab the door handle to reveal Michael. Clad in an all-black outfit, smelling absolutely divine and his short curls framing his face âHiâ you breathe out and Michael smiles at you âLook at you, you look stunningâ he smiles as he holds out his arm âShall we?â you say nothing, just taking his arm as you follow him to his car, which, of course, is also expensive âyouâre picking me up in a Bugatti?!â you gasp out âwhat, itâs a nice carâ âit is! But, so expensiveâ you breathe out and Michael laughs as he opens the door for you âmy ladyâ âoh, thank you sirâ you act with him as you sit down on the seat. Feeling the expensive seat as Michael sits in the driver seat.
Satan watches the two of them spend the day together from his throne âGood, everything is all going to planâ he says as he stretches his fingers out over the armchairs âNow we need to get rid of that Rosalie figure, I hope Michael hurries up with that girlâ
Arm in arm you walk with Michael to the restaurant he picked out. And of course, itâs a Michelin-starred restaurant making you huff âWhat is it?â âI just feel out of place, Iâm so used to visiting a McDonald's or a Five Guys as a date. Never set foot in a Michelin-starred restaurantâ you mumble and Michael smiles âGood, I can show you how a real man is supposed to treat youâ He walks inside with you and a guy comes scurrying towards you both âMr. Langdon. Such an honor to have you here again. Shall we go to your booth?â the guy stumbles over his words and Michael gives a short nod
âdo you come here often?â your mouth speaks before you can think âYeah, not a lot. just for businessâ âDid you come here with Rosalie?â you ask self-conscious and Michael smirks âShe is on your mind a lot isnât she? The answer is noâ he says as the guy mentions to the booth in the far back of the restaurant where the mood is actually kind of romantic âthatâs a shame, itâs beautiful hereâ you say as you sit down in the booth, realizing both your knees are touching you scrape you throat âwell, I only want to bring important people here. So, mostly Ms. Mead. But not since a few months agoâ his voice dies down a bit and you canât help but feel sorry for him even though you donât know who Ms. Mead is and what happened a few months ago.
The food that was served was divine, just like the wine that was served. You talked about anything and nothing that your minds could think of, Michael even told you what happened to Ms. Mead. How she was set on fire and now, at Kineros theyâre trying to make a robot version of her. Michael held her dear and close to his heart like he expected his grandmother to do âwhat happened to your grandmother?â you say as you put a piece of gnocchi in your mouth âShe killed herself when she realized that I was aging to quick and murdering people instead of animalsâ his voice became flat and his knuckles were starting to turn white with how hard he was holding his utensils.
You couldnât help yourself but touch his hand âIâm so sorry Michaelâ you whispered but you tried to sound neutral, knowing how much you hated it when your parents died and how everybody started to talk to you like a baby âYou, you lost both your parents right?â Michael asks questionably and you nod as you take a sip of your wine âmy dad passed away of a cardiac arrest, my mother died shortly after due to a drug overdose, I was.. 16? Yeah, so, after the dealâ your voice becomes quieter and quieter
âdo you think that, you know, satan may be behind it? Seeing if I would get deranged?â âI donât know, y/n, you have to ask him thatâ âI did actually, multiple times, but he waved it away, saying I was delusionalâ You play with a single piece of gnocchi and feel a hand on your kneecap. You sigh softly âhe probably didnât mean it like that, he also left me in the dark for years I didnât know what I was supposed to do until I got to Kinerosâ
After dinner, Michael took you for a walk through the park. Deciding to sit on a bench with the hot coffee you bought from the stand even though Michael wanted to go to a coffee shop you shook your head âNo this is actually good coffee!â you exclaimed so Michael wanted to believe you. And indeed, it was damn good coffee âSo, tomorrow you can just come to Kineros, Iâll show you around and get you settled, you donât have to worry about anything, well, maybe, your clothing but just, wear a button-up shirt or something. Weâll go shopping for itâ Michael says before he takes a sip âdamn, this is good coffeeâ
Nervously you arrived at Kineros the following morning. Especially because you just left your old job and your wrist still hurts. The clicking of your heels on the marble floor echoes off the walls as you see two guys with bowl cuts they must go to the same hairdresser because it looks awful. Michael is in a conversation with them but you see that all of a sudden he has trouble with his laughter
âAre you making fun of us?!â the brown-haired one exclaims and Michael immediately stops âNo, no! I wouldnât dare. You do look ridiculousâ Michael exclaims and now you really have to hold in your laughter, they both turn around to look at you âAh our new secretary! Miss y/n. right? Weâd appreciate it if you respected our wishes,â the blonde one says immediately âactually, she only respects my wishesâ Michael chimes in, yeah you wish.
You learned that their names are Jeff and Mutt, but you would mostly be working for Michael. Ruling over his agenda and keeping him up to date with meetings and calls. Further, you are the one responding to email, which mostly consists of rich dudes who are aching for their new sex doll.
A girl with a familiar face walks, well, storms in. looking like a drug dealer with her hair all matted, and clothes she had probably worn the last 2 weeks and never heard of the word shower or bath. She composes herself the moment she is at your desk and scrapes her throat âYes?â you reply while you're typing an email to a client âIâm here to see my boyfriend, Michaelâ Oh shit itâs Rosalie âAre you scheduled?â âno?! I donât need to schedule anythingâ she bursts out and you bite your lower lip âOne second please,â you say as you reach for the phone. The foul stench of Rosalie makes its way to your nostrils Michael youâre kidding me. You only type in the number 1. Knowing it will connect to his office he immediately picks up âyes?â âMichael, youâre⌠girlfriend is hereâ he hangs up with a loud groan. Not much later his door opens and you hear him curse under his breath âRosalie, what are you doing here. You canât just barge in at my workâ he says as he leans against the doorpost.
Rosalie immediately runs to him which means you can catch a breath we need to buy air fresheners and perfume and incense to get rid of this smell did she fall in a well or something?! You open up a website for fragrances to check out what can be delivered today as you try to hear the conversation as Michael doesnât want her in his office âI have a meeting in 5 minutesâ No you donât âso you really need to leaveâ yes you absolutely do âbut Michael! You promised!â she screams out âwe were supposed to go on a date this week and you declined me! Twice! I canât do this anymore!â Michael sighs deeply âJust, go. Rosalie. Iâll call you after the meeting okayâ âCan I get a kiss?â âdid you brush your teeth?â he blurts out and she gasps âYes?!â she sounds incredibly shocked and you hear him audibly gulp. You reach for your bag as Michael cautiously gives her the tiniest peck on earth and she walks away confidently âHereâ you wave around a travel-sized toothbrush and toothpaste you always keep in your bag.
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Eye for an eye [Michael Langdon] pt. 3
here i go, here i go, here i go again. what i my weakness? michael fucking langdon.
part 3! I've never published a series before so I am lowkey, highkey really nervous to continue this series. so I hope you all enjoy this part <3!
pairing: Michael Langdon x female!reader
warning: abuse (for a little bit, Michael doesn't hurt you btw)
summary: just, Michael being nice for a chapter I guess? but also sassy
AN: p/n means pseudonym, you're drunk alter ego.
Julie left at midnight, even though you begged her to stay at least 4 times. You really didnât want to sleep alone tonight, the whole day felt like a haze. Up until Julie showed that Michael's number was out of order. After you brushed your teeth you watched how your new phone shined under the LED light in your bathroom no I should just text him, maybe it was a wrong digit she used?
Hey, are you up?
Maybe heâs asleep, who knows. Why were you feeling this way? Your breathing also becomes quicker as your heart starts to beat faster with fear. Buzz buzz
Now I am. Yes.
âoh thank godâ you gasped out, cradling your phone like a newborn.
Shouldnât you be sleeping? Itâs 3 in the morning y/n.
I canât fall asleep, sorry. I have this weird feeling in my body
well, you canât die now. I havenât given you the link to my perfume yet.
you change into your pajamas and lay down in your bed as you look at the conversation you're having with Michael. Weirdly starting to feel attached already to this man but you sigh deeply âNo, no, y/n. what if he is exactly like all the others? Just needing me for the apocalypse and then leaving me to dieâ you mumble towards yourself âdamn why are you always so insecureâ the laugh you let out echoes through your bedroom. Strangely falling asleep with your phone in your hand.
Waking up to the faint alarm of your phone you groan loudly. As you unlock your phone you see you have 3 unread messages from Michael
I hope youâre asleep and not dead
Oh, youâre asleep thatâs good! Hope you have a nice sleep
Why donât we go on a date today?
âsuch a weird dudeâ you sigh as you get out of bed to go downstairs and make breakfast
Can we meet up tonight? I have to work till 5.
You donât have to work.
Yes, I do?
You double-check your agenda and it is indeed Monday and you still have an hour to make it to the office.
Take the day off, one day wonât hurt, right?
As much as I would love that, I have to take care of some documents today so I really canât meet up till 5. Mr. Langdon
You really canât skip today, you have to admit your final documents of research youâve been doing for work and the documents are important to Mr. Robinson. He has been bickering about it, especially last week. After you get ready you walk to the car, only to see Michael waiting there âGood morning y/nâ Michael smiles and you sigh âMr. Langdon I really canât meet with you right no-â â-show me where you workâ he says as he fidgets with the door handle âyou really want that?â you snicker and he nods.
Walking into your office together with Michael felt both weird and empowering. You thought that it would be hard to get him into the office but a few glares from the spawn of Satan himself and he got in without a problem. He followed you like a shadow for the entire day ây/n? Do you have the documents for Mr. Robinson?â mr. Robinson's assistant May said when she arrived at your booth and you nodded âYes, I will bring it to him immediatelyâ you say as you stand up. May looks at Michael like a fresh piece of meat âShoot it mayâ you glare and she immediately walks away with a huff. You crawl over Michaels's long legs that take up your entire booth and he smirks âDo I need to walk with you?â he asks and you gulp âMr. Robinson can sometimes be an ass so n-â Michael stands up immediately as he hears the word ass âletâs meet this Robinson figureâ he says Â
The walk to Mr. Robinsons' office felt extra long today, making your hands more clammy and your throat drier âdamn this must be some figureâ Michael says as he puts his hands on both sides of your arms and you nod âI hate himâ you mutter under your breath when you stand in front of his door to knock âyouâre late y/nâ His screeching voice makes you bite your lip. You hear Michael sigh softly as he opens the door âOh you took an intern with you as backup, how cuteâ âthis is not backup sir, and here are your documentsâ You drop the documents on his desk and Mr. Robinsons grabs your wrist âsmiling could get you a long way. y/nâ Mr Robinson says as Michael takes a step forward. Flaring your nostrils as you try to get out of his grip âI would let her go immediately if I were youâ Michaels's voice sounded strong through the office âOh what are you? Her little tiny boyfriend. Cuteâ Mr. Robinson says as he only tightens it, hurting your skin and you gasp as you try to pry his fingers open âMr. Robinson youâre hurting me!â panic courses through your body until Mr. Robinsons starts to gasp for air, loosening his grip on your wrist and Michael pushes you back towards his chest âshe quitsâ Michael says to Mr. Robinson who just nods as his airway is still close to cut off.
Shakingly you walk back to your booth with Michael behind you as he holds your wrist. You put your stuff in a box and May comes running to you âDid you fail?â she smiles âShut. The. Fuck. Up. Mayâ you sneer at her, making her actually scared âYou can get my booth, whatever. I wonât come backâ Michael grabs the box when itâs full and you walk with him out of the office. Only then realize what happened in the office âHow the fuck will I get a job now?!â you gasp as tears start to flood your eyes. Michael puts the box in your car and turns towards you as you sit down on the curb âI need to pay rent, I need to get myself food. I-â Michael shushes you as he holds you close and you start to cry.
Thankfully he holds you till youâre crying out and says nothing, itâs just you, him, and your ocean of tears âSorryâ you mumble as you wipe your tears away with your sleeve and Michael shakes his head âyouâll be fine, I can get you a job at Kineros. No more documenting, itâs an artificial intelligence cooperation run by me. Youâll be fine y/nâ he puts his hand on your warm, reddened cheek as you sniff ânow, letâs go home and get you some food okay? Take a nice walk or somethingâ Michael helps you stand up and you furrow your brows why is he so nice to me all of a sudden âHey, youâre going to be my future wife probably. I need to be nice to youâ he winks making you laugh âyeah, you wishâ this time, Michael brings you home in your car. First, you were very sceptic of him driving but he is actually pretty good âWait, if you are not a, like you stated ´tech guyâ why do you own an artificial intelligence corporation?â âIâm just the owner, the rest is run by Mutt and Jeff. Thatâs itâ You nod once as you see your house in the distance and you sigh happily, happy to be home after all this mess.
Michael made you throw out all of the clothing you had just for your office job âYou donât need to wear those ugly grey pencil skirts anymore, they also donât flatter youâ Michael says as he throws them all in a bag so you can donate them âjeez, thanks for the compliment mr. antichristâ you blow and Michael takes one look at you as your standing in jeans and an oversized sweater âyou wear this daily?â âIf itâs cold, like today. Then yesâ âI need to give you a whole new wardrobeâ he sighs and you frown âA Versace, Dior, prada-filled wardrobe?â you laugh and he nods immediately âYes! Exactly! Like what you wore to the cooperative meetingâ Michael roams through your closet to find the black dress you wore that night. he holds it out and looks at it to also immediately get your size in his head.
An unknown ringtone filled your bedroom as you checked your phone, but it wasnât yours. It was Michael, he hung the dress back into your closet as he picked it up âMichael, Rosalie.. yes.. no.. no I canât meet you for dinner tonight I have plans⌠noâŚ..okayâŚsureâ he hung up and you canât help but feel jealous, you almost totally forgot about Rosalieâs existence till the phone call âhey, you can meet up with her if you want to I mean.. youâre in a relationship with herâ your voice gets a bit croaky at the end but Michael shakes his head âsheâs not my priority nowâ he puts his phone back in his blazer as you play with your sleeves âhere, wear this tonight. It looks prettyâ he puts a red glittery dress in your bed making you giggle as you get filled with memories âwhatâs so funny?â âNothing, this is actually my going out dress, so this is drunk y/n,â you say as you put the dress in front of you âWell more like p/n, she comes out when Iâm drunkâ you mumble oh stop acting like a fucking idiot in front of him please.
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Eye for an eye. [Michael Langdon] PT.2
and there we go again! I really enjoy writing for him so I want to continue this into a series!
Pairing: Michael Langdon x female!reader
warning: alcohol
summary: after Michael left you his coat, things start to shift for you.
The next morning you woke up, feeling heavy and hot due to Michaelâs coat you were still wearing. His scent lingered in your hair and bedsheets. You could rule the world one day you started to have flashbacks from when you met Satan when you were 15. And started to feel the similar pain you were feeling in that time period. You thought youâd gotten better, youâve been going to therapy for almost 6 years now. Just endless sessions of talking, light therapy, and even more talking. Such much talking that you started to talk to yourself in public situations. Iâm going crazy.
You stand up from your bed, taking off Michaelâs coat âVersace? At least he has good tasteâ you mumble as you fold it nicely only to see a card fall out of his coat, you curse softly as you pick it up and try to put it back without peeking, but it piqued your interest. It only had a phone number on it âWhat if itâs his? No, that would be weird and so freaking selfish of him to walk around with a note with his phone number on itâ You laughed at your own comment, putting it next to his coat on your table as you get ready for the day.
When you come back from work you had this gnawing feeling in your stomach âItâs a freaking Versace coat, he definitely wants to have that back right?â you mumble as you walk towards your door. Only to see the living room light on âThatâs⌠awkwardly strangeâ You werenât even in your living room this morning so to have the light on is exceptionally freaky.
Once you are inside you hang your coat âYou do know, that this coat was last season?â you hear a voice behind you making you scream âgod damn it! you almost send me straight to your fatherâ you bluntly say as you grab your chest. Michael looks at you with fascination âHello y/nâ âHi Mr Lang-â â-Michael, I donât need the coatâ You look at him questionably âThen, why are you here?â âyou made a deal with my father, right?â âYeah, a stupid one, eleven years ago. Oh please give me a love life give me a breakâ you laugh as you take your boots off and walk to the kitchen âCan I interest you in holy water?â âAre you dumb?-â âVodkaâ you shake the bottle to show him âAre you an alcoholic?â he says with furrowing brows
âam I not allowed to drink? I thought 21 was the legal ageâ âdoesnât immediately have to make you an alcoholicâ âOh come on, you eat human hearts for fun, I can drink alcohol until my kidney stopsâ âPlease stop drinking alcohol like waterâ he compels you to drain the glass bottle you just open âdamn donât you know how expensive that one was?!â âyou got it as a gift from your other alcoholic friends, cut it outâ you stand still in your kitchen why are we fighting like a married couple, no, nope. Y/n get that out of your head âSo exactly why are you here?â your voice softens as Michael walks into your kitchen to get you both a glass of water âWell, I talked with my father. He says you have the potential to be powerfulâ
âMr. Langdon. no offense, the last time he saw me, I was fifteen years old, fifteen. The drive I had back then. Is long gone. It took too long. Iâve waited too longâ you sigh as you sit down. Michael stands in front of you as he puts the glasses down âBesides. He told me that I would be âthe bride to end all daysâ Give me a breakâ You laugh but you see how Michael holds tighter onto the glasses âhe said whatâ
After Michael left you were confused. You still didnât have an answer to why Michael really was there, it mostly felt like a job interview, a very cold job interview. He wanted to know your general interest, just like you did with his. But there wasnât really a mood going on. The room got more heated until he left. To leave you shivering on the couch where he left you. Without the coat âOh, you can text me, but I canât guarantee you to answer back. Iâm not really a tech guyâ he said when he left. Making you laugh, how can someone who is close to your own age not be familiar with tech? But you were right, he did keep a note with his number in his pocket. Making you giggle when you look at it, pathetic. But yet you felt this weird feeling in your stomach to just start texting, he basically broke into your home, so you can definitely text him.
So, you really donât want your coat back?
It would be a waste of a perfect coat to be here neatly folded. Waiting for his owner. You put it on to see how it suits you and you canât help but to be in awe. Itâs a very pretty coat. You heard your phone buzz
I can miss this coat, besides. You look prettier in it
You turn to your window to see a shadow disappear immediately
So youâre going to make an Edward Cullen move on me? Classic
Who is that?
I didnât think you were much of a texter Mr. Langdon
Michael.
At least send me a link of your perfume.
You hear a familiar laugh going through your head. One you hadnât heard in years. The hairs on your neck start to stand up as you look in the mirror to see the sky change to red âHere we go againâ you mumble.
âSo here we are. Eleven years laterâ âStill not married,â you say melodic as you tilt your head. Satan sits down on his throne âPatience, my child. Patience is a virtueâ âYeah for someone who wants to end the world you do indeed have a lot of patienceâ âHey! He is a work in progress, he needs to commitâ âAre you talking about your son?â
âwho else my child? Youâre readyâ âIâm far from ready,â you say as you want to put Michaels's coat more over your body but you realise you are not wearing it âI did that for you, it would smell like smoke when you would come back. Break your tiny heartâ âOh he has feelings!â you gasp making him laugh followed by tutting ây/n, y/n, you still havenât lost your fifteen-year-old temperâ âIt actually became worseâ you admit âhe needs that, the girl he is right now is just a doll. Donât worry, heâll get rid of her before you know itâ âWhy? He literally said that she was going to be his wife soon? Isnât he in love with her?â ây/n, he needs her for something else. He just doesnât realize yetâ Satan says as he plays with what looks like a heart âhe wants this, the most. For the ritual. The ritualâ âwhat ritual?â âyouâll find out my child,â Satan says as he flicks his hand, and within no time you are back in your room, only to hit your head on the wall while losing balance. You hiss in pain as your phone buzzes again. This time it was your best friend
Havenât heard from you in a while, fill me in
Why donât you just come over Julie.
Within fifteen minutes she stood in front of your door. With a bottle of red wine âNo offense, Julie. But the antichrist forbid me to drinkâ You roll your eyes and Julie laughs loudly âThe antichrist?! y/n come onâ âItâs true-â you sigh âComeâ The both of you walk to the living room where you fill her in
âdamn, y/n, when you said you made a deal I thought you were experimenting with drugs!â Julie says after you showed her the coat, including the note âCan, can I text him? Just for fun, maybe he is a bot?â âBe my guestâ you say as you sit back down on the couch. You see how Julie immediately starts to text him but you get this sour taste in your mouth âdamn what is in this wine?â âI thought you loved it! itâs the one I always buyâ âSomething is off with itâ you say as you pull a sour face âI donât think itâs an actual number, y/nâ Julie says as she shows her phone to show an out-of-order message by the provider.
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Eye for an eye [Michael Langdon] PT.1
Hello everyone! guess who is back after a very very long time, I'm rewatching AHS and can't help but fall in love with the antichrist. so enjoy! This might be a series, I want to test it out first.
Pairing: Michael Langdon x Female reader
Warning: none
Summary: 15-year-old you made a sort of deal with the devil, for a love life. pathetic. you know. but he comes with a different approach to what you actually want. but will it work?
You still regret the day you made the decision, the worst decision in your life so to speak of. When you made a deal with the devil. But on the other side, who can you blame? When youâre 15 years old, desperate for love, a life you wanted so badly. Due to all the influence, the neglect in your family. The yearning. You still remember his reaction to this day. Loud laughter ran through the reddened sky, âSweetheart, please, donât be so pathetic. You want to make a deal with me, for a love life?â âYes! Pleaseâ you cried out, feeling foolish âFoolish, foolish little girlâ he mumbled as he sat on his throne âyou can be so much more, you have so much potential. Yet youâre here, with me, pleading for loveâ
âIâm sorryâ you whisper as you look down, hot tears flowing over your rosy cheeks âYouâre so youngâ he keeps mumbling about the great aspects of you âYou could rule the world one dayâ âI donât want to do it aloneâ you blurt out "oh! Now I have you talking, so you want to rule the world?â âI mean, yeah, doesnât everyone want to rule the world at one point in their life?" his laugh echoes again âno one, can rule the world like you, but, I can arrange something for you. If you arrange something for meâ
âWhat do you wantâ you blurt out âI want, you to be the bride, the bride to end all times, to end all days, to end eternity on this earthâ âWhat do you mean?â you say as you try to get rid of the tears on your cheeks âI will give you, a husband, you have to find him first. He isnât ready yet, I'll give you directions when the time is ri-â âNO!â you yell out
âI want to be loved now, didnât you hear me!? How old are you? Like two thousand years old?-â â-older my dearâ âWell then fix yourself some hearing aids!â you blurt out, making Satan laugh again âOh foolish girl, youâre going to give him a hell of a timeâ and by that. Time stops. The sky turns back from red to gray.
You find yourself back in your bedroom, the cuts you made for your offering are gone, the dead bird has disappeared and all the candles are blown out. âWhat a jokeâ you mumble to yourself as you cry yourself to sleep that night.
27th of November 2023
7:30.
Corpus ave.
Dress code: black
You canât help but laugh, corpus ave? How fitting for a cooperative meeting. You are now 26 years of age. You did age gracefully if you have to be honest. Maybe Satan was right and was keeping you youthful for your husband.
you laugh okay quit it y/n your 15-year-old was screaming in your head about how you deserve to be loved, yet no one ever bothered to go further than a lazy one-night stand or a short conversation filled with flirtations but no invitations. You thought Satan totally saw it as a joke and to be honest, you started to see it like that too over time.
But on the other hand, you hadnât expected an invitation to a cooperative meeting, led by Satan, or rather his Spawn. You had heard from him, Michael Langdon, âsonâ of Tate Langdon and Vivien Harmon. You didnât want to expect much from him so you kept your expectations low as you got ready for the night.
Stupid dress, why did I buy you in the first place?! Even though you had better dresses in your wardrobe, you also wanted to impress the people there. So you took advantage of your body, with a black body con dress, that rose up every time you walked. That means I will be sitting down for the rest of the evening âMiss van son!â you hear, and you look up, to see an unknown face âYou donât remember me? My apologies, my name is Rutherford, Jason Rutherford. We went to high school togetherâ âAnd you are calling me by my last name because?â âBecause I have to, Miss van Sonâ Jason smiles. But his eyes arenât smiling. Which says enough for you, and you give him a 20-dollar tip âHave a nice night Jasonâ âThank you, mis-Miss van Sonâ Jason stutters. You sit down in the ballroom with all the people who have money. Lots of money. You feel out of place.
âall riseâ a man screams, making everybody stand up straight âMichael Langdon, The antichrist.â Michael comes through the doorway and your breath hitches oh my. He is beautiful, with deep sea blue eyes, golden hair past his shoulder, and a girl to his side. Hold up. A girl!? Itâs not him you sigh why else would Satan, of all people, invite me to a cooperative meeting âsit downâ Michael's cold voice echoes through the room ��first of all, thank you for coming. Second of all. I want to introduce my girlfriend, soon-to-be wife, Rosalie Withers. You can not question her about anything. I will have your head on a silver platterâ He shows his white teeth at the end, and you canât help but feel jealous, so who will it be then, the so-called love of my life.
When itâs time to socialize, you scrape your throat. Getting ready to walk to the bar for a heavy drink. Only to lock eyes with Michael. You show him your best smile and raise your empty glass at him as he opens a pathway for you to the bar. You canât help but see him scan your body again!? No âHi how are youâ or anything else? âHi, how are you?â Michael says softly âIâm good, thank you mister Langdonâ he has to be a few years older than you.
He moves gracefully but strategically âYou have potentialâ Michael says âExcuse me?â you almost choked on your saliva âI say you have potentialâ he says a bit harder, but not harder for the room âOh, thank you. I guess?â you try to push your body through Donald Trump and Michael's body. You see how he takes a whiff of your smell and you see his eyes darken oh shit you try to pick up your pace to the bar but Michael has beaten you to it âa vodka soda, pleaseâ you say to the bartender âMake that two, and two shotsâ you hear Michael say and you furrow your brows
âmy father says I have to be politeâ âWell, youâre father is a shitty manâ you canât help but blurt out. Making Michael laugh, almost the exact same way you got humiliated eleven years ago. You bite your lip on the inside and take a deep breath as you wait âIâm sorry, Miss Van Son, right?â âYou can just call me y/nâ âyou can just call me Michaelâ âIâd rather notâ you say as the bartender puts down your drinks âwhy not?â âwell, youâre Satan offspring, Iâm already... seen like a fool. Donât want to humiliate myself that bad that I will definitely not have a-I donât know why Iâm telling you this, have a lovely night Mr Langdonâ you walk away with your drink and leave Michael with the two shots.
After you finish your drink you walk outside to feel the crisp air youâre still a foolish little girl you hear Satan roar through your mind âI know, thanks for the newsflashâ you say as you raise a middle finger to the ground âThatâs where you are, right?! everyone looking down at you. Patheticâ you mumble as you feel yourself getting irritated.
You wished you had brought a shawl or a coat but no, you thought it wouldnât be long. Yet itâs already 2:45 âshitâ you mumble as you look at your phone, only to feel a coat be draped over your shoulders âFigured you might need itâ Michael says as he walks back to the club he followed me?! He didnât see me flip off his dad, right? You shake your head and make your way home. Longing for your warm bed, funny enough, Michael's scent hypnotizes you in a funny way. Making you not remember going home at all. Just as you fell asleep in your bed, still wearing his coat.
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Cody Fern as Michael Langdon in âAHS - Apocalypse Thenâ S8E10 [Part 9/â]
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just finished Bulgasal, oh my god that was a wild ride. But it was so nice to see something somewhat different than the other popular series as of right now
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âThe evil spirit that fed off its fatherâs blood will rise up from the dark hole.
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i'm back from the dead
but i am gonna change my blog a bit around, i've written what i wanted to write for stranger things- i mean Eddie. but i also want to explore different fandoms and give other characters some love.
don't know when i will exactly upload again but I wanna thank everybody for the great feedback i've received and the love you gave me. I love you even more <3
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THIS
This is the sluttiest Joseph Quinn has ever looked and IâM HERE FOR IT
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i think the smartest thing u could do as a celeb atp is to just not have any public social media and not respond to anything said abt u
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if you would be so kind as to reblog this if you feel insecure about your writing skills.
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i wanna kiss his stupid face.
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Eddie: *is carrying all the groceries*
Y/N: *holds out hand to help*
Eddie: *aggressively moves all the groceries to one hand to hold Y/N's hand*
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Stop sending messages to people that they need to **** themselves, it's something you don't wish upon anyone and you don't know what kind of people they are outside of tumblr.
Grow up.
Please.
Thanks.
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