#Michael Langdon Hcs

[goatdon]

really thinking about the potential of s2 of the pitt

thinking abt it being a few months post pittfest and we follow robby who’s coming off a months long hiatus off work but is so not ready to come back and lead the way everyone is expecting him too. because he’ll remember leah along after everyone else has forgotten her. because the er is haunted by all the people he couldn’t save but he has to keep going for all the people he can save.

thinking abt a santos who might be on a surgical rotation or coming off one and going back to the er.. shes still ever so confident and finding her place at the pitt. she’s been given her own nickname that she absolutely hates. but of course the day she comes back to the er is the day langdon is back. she’ll have to deal with that guilt for exposing robbys “best resident” and face him and his so called authority. she’s in for a day.

thinking about a langdon who freshly divorced and has to face the entire ed post reveal. he’s tasked with proving himself and managing his sobriety while also having to ask for help and show that vulnerability he probably hasn’t ever had to show since he was an intern. and the fact that he might be out of a job in a few months because he’s really not getting that fellowship and he might’ve missed out on those key months of applying to different ones or attending spots. but a langdon who’s willing to do what he can to continue to be a doctor and maybe deal with that growing tension with santos.

thinking about a collins who’s getting her groove back. waiting to hear back on her apps for fellowships and attending spots while looking into adoption. but maybe she’s a little stressed out, maybe spread a little thin as her residency is coming to an end. maybe she’s deciding to specialize in something completely different for her fellowship year that’ll take her across country. but despite it all she’s still got her footing. (I rebuke writing anything sad about her sorry ofmaoaoaos)

thinking about robby & langdon’s first day back being javadi and whittakers last day at the pitt and what it means for them and their futures as doctors. and for the inevitable goodbye party thrown by dana that gets interrupted by someone stealing an ambulance…again.

thinking… lots of thoughts about the future of these characters….. many more thoughts especially on mel and dana for s2….

[spaceyaemonds]

anon said: hc: jack as a dry joke suggests the name Michaela and BM really likes it much to his and Robby’s (who she thinks is named Robby because it took a while for them to meet) dismay, he manages to dissuade her but it ends up as her middle name.

also so many jokes in the ER (not to jacks face, never) about his child bride. Just the incredulous stares from Collins, Langdon, Shen, Ellis and Mohan. I think Robby is lowkey glad because this would be when He and Collins are going out and this takes the heat off of him.

I like this kind of kinship between them, they-against all odds- pair really well together. Like in the beginning he would be at her place a lot to hang out, family time, even hookup/unwind but he’d still maintain that boundary because he needs complete solitude to work through those tough shifts and his ptsd meanwhile she’d be really okay with that wanting to make sure he was comfortable but also her own insecurities about being a burden to him.

I think it’s so sweet he’d take to sleeping on the floor of the nursery, as like a form of security and comfort, it’s really adorable. And he’d unwind after a night shift with the police scanner at the kitchen table spooning yogurt and berries in his daughter’s mouth, gahhhh the cuteness.

ngl i was hoping for a boy too but the girl is so cute, he’d be such a funny girl dad. He’s such a cynical and moody guy, he strikes me as the type to prepare his daughter for survival for any situation, as a form of fear and love. Teaching his daughter how to do a tourniquet, how to start a fire all in a tutu/pink sparkle light up shoes (her mom). She’d be such a tomboy lol 😆

“Hi Uncle Robby”

“Hi princess, ready to take your dad home.”

“Yeah me and daddy are going to play doctor.”

“Oh is that so sweetpea…”

“Yah! We’re going to practice a tourney-bet.”

“A tourniquet…”

Dana and Robby turn to Jack with a deadpan stare.

screaming!!!! many many thoughts and just rambles under the cut!!! idk why tumblr hates me and won’t let me respond directly to the ask!!!!

reader loves robby! after the initial awkwardness, which there is a lot lol, they get along surprisingly well! it’s mildly annoying to jack. i think he’d bring it up in kind of a snippy way, probably all out to eat or something after a shift. collins almost dies of laughter when reader says “omg i love it!!! but who is michael??” both jack and robby spend a long time trying to get her to change her mind, and eventually she finds a name she likes better, but michaela sticks as the middle name. as she gets older, robby learns to really appreciate it.

SHEN NEVER SHUTS UP ABOUT IT!! day shift tends to at least keep it more subtle, but shen nearly always gets the caught!! collins can just never fully wrap her head around it, and even after her and robby break up and she sees more of reader just around, she’s never not shocked. langdon is probably the most obvious with his glances LOL.

even before baby is born, i think he goes to her place to unwind and check on her after every shift. he likes feeling the baby move against his hand too. once the baby is born, he spends even more time there. never gone too long. he sleeps in readers bed a lot, but sometimes she finds him either asleep in on the nursery floor or awake in the middle of the night on the couch, just sitting in the dark. the first time she caught him on the couch, he left when he noticed she was awake. he was back early the next morning, sitting at the table with the baby. reader doesn’t ask, but he eventually does tell her. him leaving so suddenly eats at her for a really long time, and she thinks about it more than she would care to admit.

hard shifts and long nights almost automatically have him sleeping next to his baby’s crib. at first, reader told him the monitor was good, it would pick any noises up. eventually she realized it was more for his piece of mind, so she stopped fighting it. every once in a while, she ends up in the floor next to him.

UNWINDING AFTER A NIGHTSHIFT BY FEEDING THE BABY AND LISTENING TO THE POLICE SCANNER I AM CRYING😭😭 that is just utter perfection. no other words🥺 the baby gets excited and babbles if they get something that sounds exciting on there.

reader tries as she might to have a girly-girl, but that girl is all her dad. she may look just like her mom, but anyone from a mile away can tell that she’s her father’s daughter.

i think he was terrified to have a daughter. having a child was a scary enough thought. but a daughter? oh boy. he thinks he may be too tough, too rough around the edges. but reader knew there wasn’t a thing to worry about. and as always she was right.

bonus: robby and jack talking about the tourniquet while watching mom, baby, and dana chat:

“you can’t teach your daughter how to use a tourniquet,”

“i’d rather her know how to use it and not need to then need to know and not know how,”

note: this was mostly me just rambling, so i’m sorry if none of it seems like it makes sense😭😭 but i love talking about this with you guys, so feel free to send more asks with your thoughts!!!

[slutforgarlogan]

MASTERLIST!!

🎀 = smut (18+ im not accountable for what you read!)

AHS:

Kyle Spencer: ➳ First time 🎀

Jimmy Darling: ➳ Thigh humping 🎀

James P March: ➳ Matching wounds 🎀

Kai Anderson: ➳ Orgasm denial 🎀

➳ Mask fucking 🎀

Austin Sommers: ➳ Sucking him off in public 🎀

Michael Langdon: ➳ Showing off to you while performing the 7 wonders

XMEN:

Peter Maximoff: ➳ Peter as your bf hc's 🎀 ➳ Dates with Peter hc's ➳ Needy Peter (orgasm denial) 🎀 ➳ Fingering you while your patching his wound 🎀

if you'd like to request, check my request rules first <3

[fully-embracing-my-autopsy]

Okay. Here are my HCs for queering The Pitt characters (medical staff).

Dr Michael Robinavitch: bi/pan, doesn't gaf about gender, he/him for convenience

Dr Jack Abbott: bisexual, cis but wouldn't mind they/them, aromantic

Dr Heather Collins: bisexual, aroace

Dr Frank Langdon: bi, trans man vibes

Dr Samira Mohan: sapphic/bi

Nurse Dana Evans: pan/omni

Dr Cassie McKay: bisexual, demigirl

Dr Melissa King: pansexual, agender, she/they, demirose

Dr Trinity Santos: sapphic, nonbinary, aromantic

Dennis Whitaker: cishet but ally

Victoria Javadi: bisexual, nonbinary

Nurse Perlah Alawi: lesbian, she/they

Nurse Mateo Diaz: bisexual, he/they

Nurse Donny Donahue: achillean, aro

Nurse Princess De La Cruz: lesbian, aroace

Nurse Kim Tate: lesbian, asexual

Dr Eileen Shamsi: cishet

Nurse Jesse Van Horn: bisexual

Dr Yolanda Garcia: sapphic, asexual, transfem

Dr John Shen: bisexual, transmasc

Kiara Alfaro: lesbian, aroace

[ksascriptt]

updated master list (mostly who I hyperfixate on)

this is mainly just a list of who you’ll see me yapping about and who I’m into, and will occasionally see a blurb on

marvel

tony stark

thor odinson

pietro maximoff

steve rogers

logan howlett

matt murdock

avengers

you’re gonna go far

the pitt

michael ‘robby’ robinavitch

jack abbot

this is ourselves under pressure

Bleachers and Bedside Manner

mel king

mel hcs !

frank langdon

samira mohan

dennis whittaker

dana evans

heather collins

criminal minds

aaron hotchner

Suck It and See

Too Much To Ask

emily prentiss

derek morgan

whole BAU team

various

tangerine (bullet train)

any patrick dempsey character

anakin skywalker (star wars)

jake peralta (brooklyn 99)

jack hriffin (AP bio)

percy jackson (percy jackson)

almost any seattle kraken player

jake seresin (top gun)

bradley bradshaw (top gun)

nick bradshaw (top gun)

alex turner (arctic monkeys)

joel miller (the last of us, game and show)

that one hot guy in your life, maybe a cashier or a teacher 🤷‍♀️

[mushroom-words]

( Character x Reader )

Brooke Thompson

↳ Still accepting requests!

⟢ Bright Eyes

↳ Counseling together at Camp Redwood for the summer has brought you and Brooke closer than you’d expected. GN!Reader. AU where events of Camp Redwood never take place.

⟢ Keep Smiling, Keep Shining

↳ Brooke is having a hard time dealing with the aftermath of her attack. You're there to comfort her. Fem!Reader. No warnings.

Kai Anderson

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⟢ A Lamb Before Your Shearer

↳ You love challenging your Divine Ruler just as much as he loves putting you back in your place. Fem!Reader. Face-fucking. Facial (and not the spa kind). Dirty talk. Degradation. Mentions of spanking and threats of public humiliation. Humiliation kink.

⟢ Kneel Down Ye Sinners

↳ You know better than to question your Divine Ruler—and now you know what happens when you do. Fem!Reader. Public humiliation. Dubious consent. Unprotected. Facial (and not the spa kind). Act is secretly recorded without reader's knowledge. Orgasm denial.

⟢ Sleeping Thoughts Won’t Lie

↳ Kai notices you've been distracted during meetings and decides to help you with your problem. Fem!Reader. Female masturbation. Dirty talk. Dom!Kai. Sub!Reader. Spanking. Throat holding. Slapping. Fingering. Squirting. Hair pulling. Degradation.

Kit Walker

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↳ For your husband's birthday, you pay him a visit at the garage he works at for a little surprise. Fem!Reader. Public sex. Protected.

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↳ Kit suffers a punishment that leaves him all but incapacitated. You do your best to help him get better. GN!Reader. Hydrotherapy. Typical 60's treatment of presumed mental illness.

⟢ What a Sight for Sore Eyes

↳ You are willing to do anything to escape the hell of Briarcliff Manor. Kit finds himself struggling with your decision. GN!Reader. Mentions of oral (male receiving/reader giving).

Madison Montgomery

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⟢ Dating Madison HCs

↳ GN!Reader. NSFW section.

⟢ Ice Cold, Baby

↳ You're the only one Madison can trust with her emotions. GN!Reader. No warnings.

⟢ When Tomorrow Comes

↳ Madison is finally back from the dead—for a second time. It’s almost too good to be true. GN!Reader. Mentions of death.

Michael Langdon

↳ Still accepting requests!

⟢ Heaven’s Just a Sin Away

↳ Michael calls you in for your interview and takes your virginity into his own hands. Fem!Reader. Virgin!Reader. Corruption kink, if you squint. Fingering. Dirty talk.

⟢ Poisoned

↳ Michael poisons you during your interview. GN!Reader. No warnings.

⟢ Tempted by His Lie

↳ You can't stand Hawthorne's Boy Wonder, but as much as you hate him, you can't help yourself when he catches you in a compromising position. Fem!Reader. Dubious consent. Female masturbation. Fingering. Breath play. Dirty talk. Slight degradation. Spanking.

⟢ The Devil Take That Woman

↳ Michael storms Miss Robichaux's Academy for Exceptional Young Ladies and eliminates the witches, but he has a special debt to collect from you. Fem!Reader. Dubious consent, mentioned death, Dom!Michael, Sub!Reader, Witch!Reader, fingering, hair pulling, choking, gagging, humiliation, crying, violence, spanking, nipple play, slight degradation, pussy slapping, fear arousal, autassassinophilia (paraphilia where a person is sexually aroused by the risk of being killed), spitting, restraints (by magic), biting, brief aftercare.

Tate Langdon

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⟢ Hate Me, Waste Me

↳ Tate refuses to share you with anyone else and reminds you that you're his friend—no one else's. Fem!Reader. Non-con. Pre-death!Tate. Loss of virginity. Blood. Reader is bitten, smacked, and spanked one time each. Unprotected. Creampie. Forced orgasm (just the body protecting itself).

Wilhemina Venable

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⟢ Can’t Be Tamed

↳ Ms. Venable has let you get away with mouthing off for too long now. She decides to make an example out of you. Fem!Reader. Public humiliation. Humiliation kink. Spanking. Brief caning. Female masturbation. Fem!receiving oral. Dom/Sub elements. Dom!Venable & Sub!Reader. Kind of dubious consent but it's made clear reader can stop it at any time. Orgasm control. Thigh riding. Dirty talk. Pet names.

Xavier Plympton

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⟢ Working Double Time (a Dream Divine)

↳ Xavier takes you to see a drive-in movie but ultimately has other plans on his mind. Fem!Reader. Public sex. Daddy kink. Soft dom!Xavier. Pet names. Protected. Fingering. Girl on top. Sex in car. Oral (male receiving).

( Character x Character )

Austin Sommers x Harry Gardner

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[so-langdon]

Still On The List - Michael Langdon x Fem! Reader

Summary: Just a lil short HC of Y/N being Jeff’s sister and meeting Michael

A/N: I started writing this as an imagine, but felt it was better written as HC’s 

Y/N is Jeff’s brother and one day goes to visit Jeff and Mutt at Kineros Robotics just for the hell of it

Interrupts a meeting Jeff and Mutt are having with Michael Langdon but doesn’t give af

Seeing Michael causes Y/N to be a bit off guard when seeing how attractive and alluring he is but contains her composure 

“Y/N you can’t be here right now, we’re in the middle of a meeting with the antichrist,” Jeff would whine out to Y/N

“Really, the antichrist?” Y/N would roll her eyes.

“She doesn’t believe in this type of stuff,” Jeff explains to Michael.

“She’s a nonbeliever?” Michael would question.

“I’m not necessarily a nonbeliever. I just think if these two really were to sell their souls, they could have asked for something more worth their while, like better haircuts” Y/N says

“Rude” Jeff scoffs

“What’s wrong with our hair,” Mutt would mutter 

Y/N’s remarks make Michael grin and take an interest in her almost immediately then

After Y/N leaves, Jeff would plead, “Pls don’t blow up my sister, she’s fucking annoying but I kinda love her ya know” 

Michael of course would happen to show up to Kineros more often in the hopes of running into Y/N after that

Y/N would also be showing up more to “check in” on her brother, but really just to run into Michael more often then too

Whenever they did cross paths again, their flirting would be at an all time high. Like two high school crushes, where they’re too afraid to admit their feelings but everyone else can see it

One day Y/N is isolated in one of the meeting rooms in the building, wanting to be alone and crying to herself

Michael finds her, using his abilities to unlock the door and asks Y/N what’s wrong

“How’d you get in here,” Y/N would ask

“Doesn’t matter. Just tell me what’s wrong. What happened?”

After Michael pries it out of her, she’ll admit, “I feel so lost. I feel I have no purpose in life, I have no idea what to do.”

Michael wants to console her but feels apprehensive in showing any feelings he has to her

But decides he doesn't really care anymore and gets closer to her

“I used to be like you. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do in life. But then I was shown the way, to my destiny. I can help you find your purpose -- if you give yourself over to me, and my father.”

Wiping her tears away, realizes Michael is seated closely to her, his eyes focused intently on hers. 

The comfort of his offer and understanding has Y/N looking over at Michael with the same look of desire on Michael’s face

The two would be leaning in closer, the tension building as their faces near one another

Just before their lips press against each other, Y/N stands up

“Selling my soul to you is the last thing I’d ever do,” Y/N states, using every bit of strength in her to not give in no matter how badly she wants to

Michael would just smirk and say, “But it’s still on the list.”

[lcnelyghost]

Hi! I love your writing, can you please do how your first fight with the boys from AHS please? Like the reason why you fight and whatever else you think would be good? Thanks xx

troubled lovers//the ahs boys

pairings; fem reader with tate langdon, kit walker, kyle spencer, jimmy darling, james patrick march, tristan duffy, dandy mott, rudolph valentino, and michael langdon.

rating; potentially pg13

warnings; mentions of murder, alcohol abuse, drug use, and slight harsh language

tate langdon;

• It was you suddenly remembering what he did. And those horrible memories made you terribly uncomfortable whenever the thought of them happening again crept in. You forced yourself to interrogate him and ask why he did what he did

• Hates screaming, hates shouting, hates the whole lot

• He’ll get so frustrated to the point he’s tempted to rip his own hair own

• Passes out in you’re arms from the exhaustion of crying

• He makes himself psychically ill seeing as he cries way too hard and simply won’t stop

kit walker;

• I hope you’re expecting him apologising to you every other second of the day, because that’s just what the poor love does

• His Mom and Dad never got along when he was a kid, so he always feared raising his voice to anyone growing up

• You began to rant about something that was completely out of Kit’s control. His work hours. You felt like you never got to see him anymore and it finally pushed you over the edge

• He can’t help but defend himself in this situation. It’s something he can only try to fix but there’s no promising that he can convince his boss to stop the night shifts completely

• Even if it’s a screaming match, Kit REFUSES to say anything rude about you’re image, how you are, and you in general

kyle spencer;

• Kyle is terrified of fighting with anyone. He hates the atmosphere after all those horrible harsh words are said

• You grew tired of Kyle refusing to do anything he isn’t fond of doing. Not anything major, but more like things that a person simply just needs to get through in life. If it was something extreme he didn’t like, obviously you know there’s boundaries

• He can’t go to sleep until he knows you’re not mad at him anymore

• You feel like slapping yourself the minute you see tears trickling down his cheeks

• Lots of hugs and kisses after everything’s okay again

jimmy darling;

• You can’t put up with his non stop drinking. You practically stay up all night worried sick when he hasn’t arrived back home safe

• You’re so pissed if he’s that drunk he can’t leave his trailer because he’s unable to step away from the toilet without vomiting five minutes afterwards

• Even if it’s one little snide comment, if Jimmy feels anything is directed at him, he’s the one to turn it into a full blown argument

• He’d never put his hands on you. Hell no. But Jimmy tends to say a lot of things he ends up regretting

• You kick him out the trailer for about a day or two and that’s enough to make him grovel on his knees for you

james patrick march;

• He finally snapped after you admitted that you would still like to be alive as of now, and didn’t like the fact that James wanted you to take you’re life so you could be with him in the Cortez. You just weren’t ready yet

• If you flinch in any sort of way during the argument, the temptation of bursting into tears hits James hard

• He could never allow himself to put his hands on you in the wrong sort of way. Let alone leave any marks. He may have been a man who had good skills when it came to narcissism and manipulation, but he simply would never bring himself to hit a woman

• You storm off to bed, leaving James just sat there, slowly sipping on whatever beverage he currently had. And when he finally thought about what had just happened, he’d begin to sob with his head in his hands

• He’d come running back to you, apologising a million times. He knows you’ll always be loyal to him. So all you do is tell James that when the right time comes around, you’ll take you’re last breath in the Cortez, and spend the rest of eternity with you’re beloved

tristan duffy;

• He got real pissed at you when he finally noticed how close you were being with the rest of the male ghosts at the hotel. You yourself knew that it would annoy him, but you didn’t care. You felt so greedy when it came to the other men that roamed the halls of the Cortez. And unfortunately, Tristan was the one to suffer from it

• Whatever you do, don’t make ANY insensitive comments about him and his past drug use. It deeply hurts him inside and makes him feel like a total waste of space

• He sees the influence these other guys have on you, to the point it begins to terrify him

• Tristan loves you and everything you do. He truly admires you, and the thought of losing you to some sad fucker like Donovan makes him go crazy

• You realise that in the end, you were just being a total bitch. And you hated the fact that it took Tristan to eventually hit breaking point for you to see that

dandy mott;

• Y’all, it’s Dandy. THE MFN KING OF ARGUMENTS FOR GOD SAKE

• He isn’t satisfied when you tell him that you’re going out with you’re friends for the night. In fact, he knows how bored he’ll be, and he simply won’t allow it

• Literally begs you not to leave and swears he’ll take you out somewhere fancy, just don’t leave him by himself at all..

• He kicks up a stink and rants, and rants, AND RANTS..

• You grow tired of this so instead of leaving to stop him hurting you’re ears, you just take him out for ice cream lol

rudolph valentino;

• You guys NEVER fight. Like never fr. Never have, never will!

michael langdon;

• You try not to start a fight with Michael seeing as his past was a bit fucked up, but you’re the kind of girl who takes no one’s shit 💀

• You were really close with some of the witches, and after finding out Michael killed half of them? UH UH..

• You don’t wanna be like Constance here but you feel he NEEDS to know the kind of shit he’s done. Like you won’t stand for it at all. You couldn’t care less if you’re boyfriend was the Antichrist..

• You’re even more upset at him that this has rocked the boat with the rest of the witches and you’re the one they all keep throwing these comments at. Michael knew better than to put this on you..

• He tries to keep you out of the situation and knows he can’t hurt you. Even if one bit of anger is tempting enough for him to put you in any sort of danger, he can’t. Not you. You could be angry at him for all eternity and he’d still be madly in love with you. His people were annoyed by the fact that even the Antichrist could fall in love, he wasn’t supposed to, but this was the one thing Michael couldn’t control

[little-lily-w]

Breaking Purity ch. 72/72

The end

Summary. Michael decides to come back to the Chapel after the four days he has spent entirely with Reader. During his absence, two people come at the door.

Warnings: graphic depictions of violence

Words: 2.2 k

A/N: ending of Breaking Purity I. Stay tune for Breaking Purity II.

Word count for the whole novel was: 108k

You can read last chapter here: Ch. 72: Connor

[itsgrishaverse]

HC: You finding out that Langdon has a soft spot for you when catching a glimpse of his phone screen / unlocking it and a picture of you is his wallpaper. He snaps it back off of your hand, panicked but it’s too late. You’ve already seen it. Michael Langdon is that type of guy after all.

[zodiyack]

Michael Langdon + Brahms Heelshire with a S/O with tourettes would include....

Requested by anon: Hii, could I request how Michael langdon and Brahms heelshire would handle a s/o with tourettes please?

Pairing: Michael Langdon x reader, Brahms Heelshire x reader

Warnings: Swearing, me not knowing much about tourettes, fluff?, me not proofreading

Note: Like I said in the warnings, I don’t know a whole lot about tourettes, and also I apologize for not posting for a bit, I got a little busy and had some struggle with writer’s block but I’m back!

Taglist: @matth1w​, @redspaceace​

Masterlist | Slasher Masterlist | Cody Fern Masterlist

Michael Langdon

It depends on how comfortable the two of you are with each other, aka, how much he likes you, ...you get it-

Now, introducing, the protective bebe.

it’s cannon, okay?

Michael despises when others are mean to people he loves, and you are no exception when it comes to this man’s heart

this is cannon too, but still

Someone making fun of you?

They can face the wrath of Michael fucking Langdon thank you very much

Young/Grunge Michael would definitely make sure you’re okay if any tics cause him to think otherwise

he doesn’t know much about tourettes

so basically, he’s just really confused

Outpost Michael would see if you’re okay but for a different reason

He knows, he’s known, y’all are just in a new environment with far judgier people

not that they’ll live to tell the tale if they so much as make a peep about it, especially if they’ve been warned beforehand

F&R Michael would take you to meetings, right? But if you said you were too uncomfortable with doing so, there’s two options

One, he takes you anyways and comforts you, telling you it’ll be alright

Two, you do indeed stay

But if he does take you, he keeps up with his promise.

One of your tics show and someone looks at you funny/whispers about you?

Just as I’ve said before, they aren’t going to have the best time

Michael probably calls them out in front of everyone eijroge

our two favorite crackheads are no exception to that either

When you two are alone, ya know- when Michael is the softest, he likes to show you how much he loves you, how your tourettes doesn’t bother him

You can take that any way you’d like-

If you’re nervous because of your tics, he’ll hold your hand and smile at you reassuringly before putting up his stone faced barrier

If you ever start crying because of your tourettes, he’ll be on that right away

hugs, whispers, hand holding, whatever you need that he can do

he won’t care if he does it publicly?? (idek)

to word it correctly- the judgy people can kindly fuck off if they’d like their heart to continue beating in their chest

He’s patient about it

if a tic happens while he’s talking or something, he’ll wait and then continue

or if you don’t like it when he waits, he’ll just continue what he was doing

makes sure he knows/asks what makes you comfortable and what doesn’t

decides to study tourettes after you two begin dating

tries to use his newly-gained knowledge to his advantage

will ask you if he’s not sure

but he tries his best not to ask because he doesn’t wanna bother you about it

You’re his queen/king; if you get made fun of, like I said at the beginning, he takes it as a personal-offence

Kind of like... you get hurt, he gets hurt, that kinda stuff

cute tics (I know some people have cute tics, but yeah idk)? he adores them

loads of cussing from tics? grunge Michael finds it hilarious, other Michael stages may find it amusing just don’t show it

facial tics? Michael will be confused until he learns more about it or until he’s spent more time with you

other tics? pretty much the same reactions

he either adores them, finds them amusing, or is confused until he has more context

no matter the tic, one of his main rules is that no one, and I mean no one, can make fun of your tourettes

or you in general cause more canon shit

Brahms Heelshire

Because he doesn’t like you leaving, he gets to experience it all for himself

Finds it interesting with the, as previously said in other headcannons, child-like energy

If he does mimic your tics, it’s cause he finds them amusing, however, if you tell him to stop, AND IF HE LIKES YOU ENOUGH, he’ll quit

He wants to see/hear all of your tics

like, all

You repeat words? He may or may not take advantage of that

unlike some slashers who definitely would get you to repeat words

naughty Billy is def one

ok i’m done lol

...but it’s true

if you do somehow have people over and they make fun of you, he, just like Michael, will make sure they never do it again.

Of course, Michael might be a bit merciful than Brahms, but whatever

before you discover him, he might make a habit of watching you, if you have any physical tics, from the walls

okay so maybe “might” is a bit of an understatement, like he’s gonna watch you either way, but the point is that he finds amusement in watching any tics 

watches you with fascination

“child-like” fascination if we’re being specific

just like Michael, will take any insults, directed towards you, personally

that delivery boy who laughed and made you nervously ask him to leave while nodding with an uncomfortable fake laugh?

hope you don’t mind getting a new guy for your groceries, the last one is a bit... held up

basically, he loves it, no- no- adores your tourettes, but you’re have to make it VERY clear what’s okay and what’s not okay

hint hint: you’re gonna have to repeat yourself about 100 hundred times if you don’t nail that parent-like-authority voice

I don’t know much about tourettes, but yeah- I tried... hope you liked it!

[kn1feinthec0ffee]

quarantine with the ferns!! - hc

warnings: none

notes: i really miss these boys 🥺😔

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

stay safe you guys, i love you. ♥️

*******

jim mason

sweetie baby oh my goodness

poor jimmy’s just like a lil puppy

he jus wants to go outside and go surfing

you don’t even underSTAND

this boy loooooooooonnnnngggssss to go down to the beach

but the beach is...😔😪🥺 closed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“you’re cleaning this up, mason.”

“already on it, l/n.”

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

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

which you got on video of course

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

spoiler: you can’t.

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

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

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

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

this ends up starting an impromptu fashion show

but who’s complaining? 🥰🥰

michael langdon

let’s be honest here: this boy?

he was PREPARED.

but not as much as he thought he was

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

a LOT OF THINGS

he underestimated how quickly he would get bored

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

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

“hey y/n, what’s that?”

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

“can... can i try? 🥺”

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

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

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

✨💕antichrist tingz💕✨

but he gets bored of that pretty quickly

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

so he turns to the next best thing

which, logically, is of course:

sex. literally marathon sex on every surface imaginable.

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

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

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

duncan shepherd

oh boy

quarantine with mr shepherd doesn’t start off so well

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

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

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

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

literally everything: makeup, lingerie, new clothes

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

i’ll see myself out

xavier plympton

uh oh

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

so he doesn’t!

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

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

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

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

he definitely has a bunch of aerobics lesson tapes sitting around

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

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

oh, your muscles are sore?

xavier gives AMAZING massages, change my mind.

like absolutely magical.

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

and did i mention his sex drive?

this man is literally insatiable!

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

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

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

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

“and what?”

“i don’t bend that way, that’s what!”

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

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

*****************

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

[mercifuldeaths]

Interrupted

Michael Langdon x Reader

Summary: You’ve been missing Michael due to his long hours spend working with the Cooperative. He has an important phone call, but you aren’t going to let that stop you from reminding him of what he’s missing out on.

Notes: I submitted this into someone’s kink hour in December and I can’t get over the concept (obviously, it’s been months.) Not exactly what I was going for, but I hope you enjoy nonetheless. Also what the hell is this...like a form of exhibitionism? Also did I just write kinda sub!Michael....? Who am I?

Warnings: Oral sex (female receiving), phone sex...kinda? A vague form of exhibitionism? Who even knows anymore. 

Work Count: 2K

Thank you to micheallangdons for the gif

It had been a longer day for Michael than you, but you were still exhausted. Home earlier than him, you managed to make some dinner, shower, and generally unwind while tucked into the oversized bed you shared, surrounded by sheets of a ridiculously high thread count, no doubt.

He still wasn’t home. And it was late.

This, of course, wasn’t a new thing. Since working with, and essentially running, the Cooperative, he had been overworked. Him coming through the door and collapsing into bed still dressed was a common occurrence. You’d be the one to pull off his boots, unbutton his shirt, while he dozed with eyes at half mast. Childlike wonder would color his features, forever in awe of the genuine care you had for him.

He had to be home soon though, you figured. And you hated to admit it...but you were feeling needy. Almost a little whiny. And really in the mood for him to fuck you until you were a screaming mess-something that had been occurring less and less due to his new schedule.

You couldn’t help but perk up when you heard the key unlocking the front door, an unconscious smile pulled and heat already pooled in your belly. Michael. Kicking off the stark white blankets, quickly lamenting the loss of warmth, you ran to meet him in the kitchen where he was already looking through the fridge for the leftovers you kept for him.

By the time he noticed you, he was halfway done practically inhaling the unheated lasagna, completely bypassing the salad. His eyes widened as he was surprised you weren’t already in bed, comfortably asleep and ready for him to curl around. “My dove,” he mumbled around a bite and he tried to repress the way Constance would have reprimanded him for it.

“How was your day?” you asked as you made your way over to the counter that he was standing at.

Michael simply nodded, fork scraping the bottom of the container his dinner was in.

“You’re tired?”

“Exhausted. Jeff and Mutt are still there on a coke bender. They’re going to work through the night,” he murmured. “Close to a ‘breakthrough’ on something or other.”

“Oh…” you trailed off, unsure of what he really wanted to hear.

“Probably should have staye-”

“No,” you said maybe a little too fast to seem casual. “It’s good you’re home. I missed you today.”

He abandoned the now empty container, the fork clattering and breaking the silence that fell. Looking at you, his lips pulled into a tight, small smile. You quickly identified it as pity...he knew what you were after.

It was an incredible thing, your silent communications with him. Entire conversations were had with just subtle movements, a twitch of a lip, eyes rolled, a sharp exhale-they all were specific. He knew exactly what you wanted.

And you knew he wasn’t interested.

He closed his eyes and breathed a small sigh. My love, I’m just...tired.

Your head turned a fraction. You say that all the time.

He leaned in and pressed his lips to your forehead. I love you, you know that.

I know that.

Sure, it was a bit selfish to want him after he was so hard at work but that was really all he did. Michael headed toward the bedroom to change into something a little more comfortable than his customary dramatic ensemble. Dutifully, you followed him all the while making small talk-trying to put the thoughts of the throbbing between your legs at ease.

His ranting was usually entertaining, but it was grating on your ears compared to the sounds you’d rather draw from him. But you were admittedly surprised from the, “Fuck,” he near shouted, distracting you from more interesting thoughts.

“I forgot I have that thing with the Russians,” he said in response to your quizzical look, as if that meant anything to you. It was irrelevant, at least for the night.

Michael stood at the foot of your shared bed, shirt off, as he’d been in the process of changing. You weren’t sure if it was appropriate to thank god for the convenience. Satan, maybe?

In just a step your were close enough to rest your head on his chest, forcing yourself into his arms. Unconsciously, you started placing small kisses along his collarbones, one hand settling on his lower back while the other moved to his groin.

Before you could get your hand on his cock, Michael’s hand wrapped around your wrist, gently but firmly removing it from his person. His eyes narrowed in warning. “My love, I’m asking you...not tonight,” his words were measured, suppressing the arousal he felt practically radiating.

You couldn’t help but scoff when taking a step back, a little offended. “I know you’re tired, Michael, but god give me something. It’s been forever.”

His patience were thinning, clearly evident from the steading breaths. Perhaps the stress made him a bit more prone to outbursts, but it looked like he had it under control. “Tomorrow. I promise.”

“You promise? I’ll need better than that.” You didn’t know what was taking over you, maybe plain frustration or a deeper layer to maybe awaken that primal anger in Michael.

He didn’t snap, exactly, but it was clear that the topic was to be dropped by the sarcastic tone of his, “By all means, take care of it yourself. Nobody’s stopping you.”

A little taken aback, you decided to do exactly what he suggested. Voicing as such, you walked to the armchair, mostly for decoration but occasionally having purpose in more fun activities, and sat. You stripped of your panties quickly and flung them over to the bed, close to where Michael still stood, eliciting an eye roll.

Maybe he was right. Sure it wasn’t his fingers dipping into you, but it was getting the job done. And yeah, your wide spread legs weren’t exactly a necessity but if you were going to put on a show, you were going to do it right.

A low groan fell from your lips when you first started properly rubbing into your clit. “Mmm fuck,” you mumbled, imagining your fingers were Michael’s long ones, finally slipping inside of yourself, curling exactly how you liked. As much as you wanted to take your time, you were a bit tired, too. But Michael was looking surprisingly...less tired as he still stood at the foot of the bed, eyes glued to your dripping cunt.

You noticed this, obviously, and your sighs became louder, a little more obscene. You couldn’t stop your hips from bucking into your hand, fingers stretching you out while your palm hit your clit. Another moan dropped from your lips as you looked over at Michael through heavy lidded eyes. He was still stood, frozen in place just watching you rub against yourself, body writhing, hips grinding.

“Michael,” you gasped out and that seemed to get his attention. His eyes reluctantly peeled away from your cunt to meet your face. He was breathing heavier, you could tell, and a slight flush colored his cheeks. “Michael,” you repeated to snap him out of whatever trance he slipped into. “It’s okay, baby. Go back to whatever you had to do.” You offered a small smile. “I’m good over here.” Finishing the statement with another gasp you knew you had him.

His eyes glanced back to your hand, working itself into you. “You want some?” The smirk that crossed your lips couldn’t be stopped, the satisfaction adding to the pleasure. He swallowed thickly and was obviously embarrassed to admit that he was dying for just a little taste.

“I...have that call…” he mumbled, voice small.

“You must have a few minutes, right?” You meandered over to where he was standing, your hand glistening with your arousal made its way into Michael’s mouth and he sucked obediently. With just the placement of your hand on his shoulder, he sunk to his knees and was already nuzzling at your thigh, needy for access to what he really wanted.

Deciding on kindness, because his work really was important, you understood, you leaned a knee into the mattress, granting him full access to your now needy cunt. Michel’s head tilted up, eyes bright and suddenly more awake, before he practically dove into you. He made short work of lapping at your folds, working those sinful lips against your clit.

“That’s it,” you mumbled as your hands wound themselves into his crown of golden curls. The hum he let out sent shivers up your spine and the little nip he tried on your clit left you tugging on his hair. It really just encouraged him, you knew from experience.

You were both lost in the moment, him using practically his whole face against you, tongue darting in and out of your entrance, and you gently pulling on him, fingers rubbing into his scalp soothingly, when you saw Michael’s phone light up from its place on your bed. The contact read ‘Coke Whore’- something you decided on calling Jeff and snuck it into Michael’s contact list. He never changed it, so you imagined he found it entertaining enough.

Michael immediately pulled away from your heat, head whipping to the direction of the ringing. With a shake of your head and a gentle hand guiding him, he found his way back to sucking on your clit easily enough. You grabbed the phone off the bed and answered with a professional, “This is Langdon’s personal phone, how can I help you?”

Michael heard your tone, immediately sobered and far from the lustful moans you were letting out moments ago. He silently cursed himself for being lured in, knowing it was your game from the start. But in the moment, he really could care less, just focusing on mouthing at you, messy and wet, until your supporting leg was shaking. But your composure was steely, voice hardly wavering as you explained that Michael really couldn’t come to the phone. He couldn’t help but agree, he really didn’t want to be doing anything else but lick at you, lips slicked with your arousal, his head filled with the idea of properly fucking you after you came on his tongue.

“I am so sorry, he really is busy……..Yes, I know it’s late, but he really can’t.”

The tightness of his pants decided to become an issue and as he started rubbing his hard cock through his pants, he couldn’t hold back the deep moan that echoed around the room. It had been to long and the idea of being buried in you had him practically ready to cum on command.

The moan echoed and he immediately felt his stomach drop as he looked up to meet your eyes, wide and a little concerned. He heard you keep talking, ignoring it, and hoping that Jeff or Mutt or whoever was on the other end of the call pretended that they didn’t hear it either.

Michael promised himself he would be quieter because he really did need to feel something with the way he was already leaking precum. But taking himself in hand had apparently been a bad idea with the way he was then dropping small sighs and whimpers, clearly audible on the other end of the call. They knew what he was doing. And he couldn’t find it in himself to care enough to stop. The combination of you dripping on his tongue and the way he was stroking himself was really exactly what he needed. Inconvenient timing, sure, but worth it.

After a particularly loud whimper he heard you say again, “He’s busy. I told you.” Your eyes met his as he pulled himself away from you for a moment to catch his breath. Looking up at you, lips slick and face flushed, he saw you roll your eyes. This time, directed at Michael, you said, “You are busy, aren’t you?”

He quickly nodded, desperate to please, and dove back into you. The sigh you let out couldn’t be mistaken for anything else. “Mmm, my sweet boy,” you hummed and tangled your fingers back into Michael’s hair. 

The phone was carelessly tossed back onto the bed and if you forgot to hang up, so be it.

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[hecohansen31]

Angel

Jim Mason+Influencer! Reader:

(A/N): Hello lovelies!

I am very happy to have you back in this last episode of this miniseries, which I really hope you’ll like, alongside, again, if you have more ideas and want to send asks about this verses... I AM READY FOR IT, BRING IT ON BITCHES!

Also... I have said that this fic might be a bit self-indulgent and it is because, although I am not an influencer of any kind, I am very active on my social medias (mostly instagram, if you want to follow me or anything, and we are mutuals, just DM me) and this July I ended up hitting a very bad kind of exhaustion from that platform.

I honestly ended up feeling extremely shitty, alongside discovering many fake people who were around me, and for this reason I am happy that I managed to get here on tumblr (although there are some fake people on here, but like I don’t have to interact with them).

So, although the cyberbullying part of the story is only fictional, the exhaustion that took over reader, ended up being a reality for me, a bit ago, and although I am all better (better than before), I just wanted to remind you to take healthy pauses from social medias.

Also please don’t shame people who work on them, alongside use them as an outlet for anxiet and stress (like me).

I really hope you won’t judge me too badly, after this...

Also I’ll just remind you to show some love, if you like this, with hearts, reblogs (possibly saying something) and if you have anything to say about these, my DMs and asks are always open!

Much love!

SUMMARY: Jim Mason takes care of his social media exhausted girlfriend.

WORDS: 1,7 K

WARNINGS: Mention of Cyberbulling And Exhaustion from Social Medias (I WASN’T CYBERBULLIED, although I had my fair share of assholish comment, NOT HERE, but the cyberbullying was only fictional, whereas exhaustion is something I experienced back in July)

Jim knew of his girlfriend’s social media fame.

Although he wasn’t informed about the entire thing and how it worked, being more focused on staying in the moment and living it, he was proud of what she achieved with her photos and captions, even going as far as helping her shot a few.

He still remembered the way she smiled gently meanwhile he tried to take photos of her, meanwhile she pointed out each cheap tip she knew, starting with “shoot from a lower angle than my height, so that I might appear taller” and “make sure to take the right light”.

She might have seemed shallow to others, but whenever Jim cried his heart out in her arm, she only had the sweetest words for him, calming him down enough that they fell asleep calmly, next to each other in her simple pull-out.

She cuddled closer to him, whenever she understood he needed it and made sure to always be there, next to him, her entire attention focused on him.

He had never checked her profile, mostly because she had pleaded with him not to give it a look.

“It’s silly” she had mumbled, meanwhile she had tried to get his phone off his hands “… and embarrassing!”.

And Jim had respected her wishes, offering just his help with photos or ideas, but whenever they were together, the entire social media thought was off the rack between them, preferring a direct conversation, although sometimes she got in overload and at that time social medias were her outlet.

But sometimes they were also her damnation.

Jim had noticed the difference in his girlfriend’s mood, since the start of the week: quieter and definitely less happy, a mumble being her way to speak, if she spoke up, clearly not energetic in the slightest and definitely not focused.

His knowledge of drugs and their effects had made him think that she might have been under those, but slowly the unfocused glaze had moved from rage to sadness: one day she was moping on the beach and another she almost got into a rage-filled fight with whatever was not working.

Jimmy had tried his best to understand her, but she didn’t want to talk about it with him so he tried to stay close to her, but the bad week moved to two bad weeks and there Jim had thought about searching through her social, mostly due to the fact that she focused on them more, even neglecting herself and him a bit.

“I just need to write the last paragraph” she had mumbled, meanwhile she had refused to stop writing to sleep a bit or “I will eat after I edited this photo, I mean… I don’t need food”.

It all got Jim worried, more and more.

And then he had decided that he had only one chance to discover what was going on.

He had opened Instagram, her major social network, and then had moved to her profile, the public one (she had a private one, full of photos that made Jim’s heart jump: candid of them together, not professionally taken but… Jim loved them all the same) and had gone through it.

He had first seen that she hadn’t any stories going on, which was unusual since she did her best to try to at least show a bit of her everyday life each day.

“So, my followers don’t feel left out” she had mumbled and although Jim had thought it was a strange voyeuristic idea, he had just hugged her and called her “angel”.

“Angel” was also part of her username on Instagram, due mostly to her followers, which had started calling her “angel”, because of the intrinsic sweetness of her posts and the personality she showed on the social network.

The stories thing had been already strange, but also her follower count had diminished, nothing too bad, but he had heard his angel protest about that.

“I just can’t believe that these people unfollow me just because I don’t follow them back and you know what is worst… I have talked to them… I felt like… we were friends”.

But he had soon discovered the true reason behind his girlfriend’s sadness: the comments honestly made him angry.

The most recent ones were ruthless: “you are fat”, “kill yourself” “you are annoying”…

And they went on, although some were sweeter, clearly (Y/N)’s true fans.

He had honestly hoped it was a troll, nothing but a joke.

But those comments had been serious, since he hadn’t been able to recognize the familiar path of a troll, instead they were real people, under fake accounts or their real accounts sharing that hate.

He honestly hadn’t been able to stop himself from feeling furious now that he understood what was going on, and meanwhile he had signaled each negative comment, he had seen the stories light up, the first one of the day.

A photo with a writing on it: “guys I just wanted to let you know that I will be taking a pause, due to all the hate I have been getting, I don’t know when I will get back”.

Although the text has been intelligently written and concealed her emotion, he had clearly known she was crying meanwhile writing it.

He knew how much work she put into the social media, although it never was her job, she had started, long before meeting him, using it as a relief method from her own problem, so to be let down this way….

… it obviously hurt her.

After he had signaled enough accounts he had just tried to let the rage burn down, meanwhile he had created a plan to make his angel feel better: his first idea had been to go out, knowing that an expensive dinner and a few dances might get her distracted, but this would just push just the argument further.

So, he had just organized a home-made dinner (which meant him ordering take-out), bribing her to attend it with the promise of a lot of cuddles and a make-out session and most importantly to watch for the umpteenth times her favorite movie.

She clearly felt a bit better, when she finally walked in his house, being swept off her feet by an ecstatic Jim, who gently kissed her forehead, before he had put her down, leading her to the little kitchen of his apartment, the one his father had gotten him once he had gone out of rehab.

It was nice, although pretty small, but Jim loved it all more, and since he had met his angel it had all been better.

They had made so many memories, alongside she had helped perfecting it all.

“Ma’am, please sit down” he helped her to the dinner table, taking her jean jacket and her bag, coming back with an open bottle of wine, which he poured in their inadequate glasses, and with the first course, (Y/N)’s favorite course.

“Oh, you went all out” her smile didn’t reach her eyes, but she was indeed grateful, holding out her hand to grab his, which was kept tangled with his for the entire dinner

She talked about her day, chirping happily meanwhile she avoided carefully the social media argument and Jim didn’t pressure her, just watching her eat, in peaceful silence and only when they moved to wash the dishes he grumbled lowly:

-… sweetie, I checked your page on Instagram- he felt her grow stiff next to him -… I know that it embarrasses you, but I thought that you had been so gloomy these past weeks and I thought that your social media might have been bothering you, extremely… so I had to do something…-.

-Oh Jimmy! – she was avoiding his eyes, clearly ashamed -… I am so sorry you had to see all that… it…-.

-You are getting hate thrown your way for nothing, (Y/N)- he wanted to make sure she knew it wasn’t her fault In the slightest -…I can’t honestly fathom people doing this to you, whereas you have been nothing but an angel with them-.

-I am not sure… I mean…- a sad smile was on her face -… I am pretty sure that many people will call me a bitch with no problem…-.

-… well I am gonna fight them all, babe- he brought her closer and smacked a sound kiss on her head -… you don’t deserve this hate, believe me, I spent two hours trying to ban each asshole-.

-That is incredibly sweet, Jimmy Boy- she giggled, but a few tears shone on his eyes -… but I don’t think that it will stop the hate from spreading; that’s why I decided to take a holiday-.

Jim saw that an honest smile shone on her face and moved the rag onto its hook to hug her better, bearhugging her and gently caressing her back, gently, and shushing her cries.

-Angel of mine, I am so so sorry I was not able to know more about this- he mumbled, feeling a low protest -… I honestly thought it wasn’t that bad-.

-I didn’t even talk about it with you- she justified softly, getting a bit of distance between them to be able to watch him in the eyes -… I wanted to handle on my own, because, at first, I thought it wasn’t anything worrying, and then… I just felt like social media were a thing I needed to solve alone, my thing-.

He knew this came from all the prejudices linked with her passion for social medias: he had heard about some of her friends annoying her saying not only she was asocial, but also self-absorbed.

She hadn’t been very open about her life on them with him, also because of this, thinking that he would be making fun of her, exactly like her “friends”.

-I know that you take pride into your profile, but… you can lean onto me, I am here for you- he promised her looking at her in the eyes with extreme seriousness, before hugging her close, keeping his lips on her forehead, a comforting gesture -… I am still extremely proud of you for recognizing that you were having troubles and deciding to distance yourself from that… you are one smart angel-.

She giggled at the nickname, before freeing herself from his hug, although she still felt extremely bad, a smile shone on her face.

-Now you better get in your comfortable pajama, because this smart angel wants to watch for the umpteenth time (Y/F/F), with a lot of cuddles- and she turned around, getting a slight slap on her ass from Jim.

-… don’t forget the make-out session! -.

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Hello lovelies!

Thank you for coming this far, in my self-indulgent mumbling and thank you for sticking me all through this series, I really hope you enjoyed it, and in case some of you want to read the previous chapters, you might find them here! (Duncan) (Michael)

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[taehyungsgrowl]

MICHAEL LANGDON DESERVED FRIENDS

[obscure-imagines]

-he has a lot of stress so sometimes this tall anti christ just needs a good cuddle

-and this boi gets what he wants

-sometimes he’ll just fall onto the bed and open his arms

-sometimes he’ll grab your hand and pull you onto the bed with him

-sometimes he’ll wrap his arms around you and you’ll fall into the bed together

-he’s usually the big spoon

-his arms just wrap around you

-his breath fans against your neck

-sometimes you ask him about his day, sometimes you dont

-he just likes having you in his arms

-that big sigh of relief when you’re both just completely comfortable

-he likes to just move his hands over your waist and clutch you close

-when you’re the big spoon its usually for some crazy reason because this shit does not happen often

-when you’re big spoon you know there’s no talking unless he starts talking first

-Michael is sometimes weird about cuddling when awake but when this boi sleeps he becomes a cuddle king

-like he is so grabby when he sleeps

-you’re stuck to his chest and there’s no getting out

-wake up cuddles are a thing because sleeping cuddles

-waking up in his arms always

-sometimes you just want to cuddle the day away

-he’s definitely a smiler when he cuddles 

-he’s at his most relaxed with cuddles

-someone, please cuddle this man, he needs it real bad

******* gif credit @daebom

req by @antiscocialfanwarrior