#ok the ali one is v clearly NOT their first kiss but it's the first one we see on-screen

[cinematicnomad]

9-1-1 ▸ buck's on-screen first kisses

[holylangdon]

To Hell With The Devil (Michael Langdon x Reader)

Request: “can you do a Michael Langdon smut where the reader is shy and innocent and he has this obsession and need to r u i n her” - @witchchester

“Heyo. Can u write about Michael taking someone’s V-card during her interview at the out post? I’m a white mans whore 😭😂” - Anon

“Hi… I don’t know if this exists but… Can you please write story about Reader and Michael Langdon…. They meet in outpost… And get to know each other…. I’ll leave it up to you if they end up together” - Anon

“Hey baby could you do more Michael Langdon smut? I'm thirsty for more hihi” - @the-devils-littlegirl

“Could you please make an imagine of Michael and Y/n like a little smut but mostly Y/n teasing him and not giving him more? You’re imagines are amazing !” - Anon

“Hey, can u do a Michael Langdon x reader smut, that he falls in love with her? Fluffy and smut please!! I love your blog and yours imagines!! Sorry for the bad english, im not fluent so eheh!! Thank you ♡” - Anon

Warnings: Fem!Reader, virgin!Reader/experienced!Michael, soft!dom Michael, slightly off-request, religious references/puns, lovey vibes, low effort ending

Word Count: 1.5k

A/N: Hey demons, it’s ya girl Dany

(I MADE THIS GIF MYSELF AREN’T YOU PROUD)

Michael sat on the edge of his bed, sighting lightly, his head resting against his palm. He kept replaying the interviews over and over in his head… And yours specifically.

There was something odd about you. He could almost taste the saccharine on his tongue when you looked at him, deep into some story he had asked you to tell to keep your virgin lips moving. They were all he was able to pay attention to as he got lost in his own thoughts for a moment.

His mind was flooded with thoughts that he could barely contain to himself. He found himself wanting to absolutely destroy you in every way possible. Sexually, mentally, physically. To bring you to ruins before him. You were the angel on the painted glass in his mind, pure, untouched perfection.

He wasn’t a saint. Far from it. In fact, he was as far as you could possibly get from a saint. But he found himself wishing to be so he could cleanse himself of the images flooding his brain. He wanted nothing more than to be able to actually focus on you in front of him, the words coming out of your mouth… And the cycle began again. It felt like an unending daydream as he guided himself on autopilot through the interrogation.

It wasn't until later, just before you were about to leave that he asked one final, conscious question.

"Are you sexually attracted to me?"

Now, he stood just outside of your bedroom door. He knocked gently, keeping his form professional in case any suspicious eyes happened to catch him. After all, it was almost midnight. He should've been fast asleep in his own bed but instead, he found himself hoping to sleep in yours.

The door clicked open to reveal your beautiful face. "Langdon?" You were shocked to find the man standing there, his coat loosely tossed over his night clothes. God, he already wanted to satisfy you, body and soul. He felt like he was just yours as you pulled him into the room, letting the door close with a thud. "What the hell are you doing here?"

He remembered the rosy blush on your cheeks and the look in your eye when you softly answered him, your gaze dropping to the floor. He simply adored the soft look on your face as you nodded, letting him bask in the warm feeling of lust that slowly engulfed his body. It started in his toes, slowly moving up, up, up until it reached his neck. Michael was in heaven as he released you from the locked room, watching you walk away quietly.

"I wanted to see you." He stated, repeating his mental mantra.

I will not have sex with Y/N. I will not have sex with Y/N. Even if she begs for it, I will not have sex with Y/N.

Your face contorted into confusion as he took a step closer to you, letting his hands rest on your waist. His lips pressed to yours gently, giving you the chance to pull away if you wanted. But you didn't take it. Instead, you let your hands roam his body, feeling the soft cotton t-shirt on his torso. He began to play with the band of your shorts, letting it smack against your skin a moment later as he took his hand away. "Let's take off your shirt?"

His tone was loving, and almost questioning. You nodded, breaking the kiss to let him lift the fabric above your head. You could see his bright blue eyes go darker as he looked over you, a small smile on lips. Michael was restraining himself, but from what you weren't sure. You could only imagine the deep, dark things he harbored in his mind.

Somehow, you ended up on the bed, sitting over his lap. His shirt was missing and his hot mouth was peppering sloppy kisses onto your throat, his hand crawling closer and closer to the heat that pooled between your legs. Your fingers found their way to his hair, needing something to keep you here, to keep you from drifting off into space as he tried to push you towards the edge.

You hadn't ever had sex before, and certainly didn't expect to in the post-nuclear winter world. Sure, you'd done other stuff with your previous boyfriends, but you could never bring yourself to go all the way. The one night that you had almost gotten to third base, you just couldn't do it. It felt too foreign, too disconnected. But this... This was far from anything you'd felt before. It was pure bliss as he slid your panties to the side, giving him access to what he needed. He carefully slicked his finger through your wetness before gliding over your clit, making you shiver as a small moan bubbled up your throat.

That sound was music to his ears, just barely enough to drive him wild. He wanted more, and he wanted it bad. He found himself weak as you moaned again. Fuck the mantra. Fuck it.

It felt like mere seconds before he was sliding two of his fingers into you, eliciting more sounds and unholy words to fall from your precious pink lips. He knew that it didn't take much for a virgin girl to come, and that certainly held true for you as you almost came undone under his touch.

"It's ok, baby. Let go." He whispered into your ear, the hot breath sending a chill down your spine. "Come for me."

And with that, he coaxed you gently through your orgasm. He was shocked when moments later you reached for the strings to his sweatpants. They hung loosely off of his hips and you could clearly see the outline of his hard cock. Michael hadn’t expected you to make that move, truly. But he found it attractive, which was unusual for him. He was typically your stereotypical dominant male, but he felt gentle when he looked at you. Kind.

Your hand wrapped around his length, a sharp gasp leaving his lips. How you made him feel was utterly indescribable when your thumb glided over the head, slick with his pre-cum. A guttural groan bubbled up his throat. He couldn't take it anymore. You had officially driven him to certifiable insanity. 

In one, swift motion, he managed to have you pinned beneath him. You wore an excited smile and his lips connected with yours once more, but the man pulled away quickly.

"You'll be a good girl for me?" His hot breath on your ear was damn near enough to push you to the edge again. You nodded fiercely. He seemed to approve as he immediately began to pull down his sweats.

It was moments before his cock was buried inside you, his hand gripping yours as he fucked you. His other hand rubbed your clit shockingly carefully. God, it was hard not to moan. Not to scream. Not to succumb and yell his name as loud as you could. Neither of you wanted nothing more than that small freedom. But, you couldn't. Not until you were at the Sanctuary, where he had more control.

"You’re mine,” Michael cooed. “all mine.” His eyes were dark and glittering with lust as he spoke. He was coming unraveled, slowly but surely, and you could see it, but you barely heard his words. You had drifted off into your own world of intense pleasure as he rocked in and out of you. It was almost too much to handle, all of it together. It was nothing like how you had previously envisioned your first time going. 

A quiet night with your steady boyfriend after a few months of dating. He’d be soft and submissive, letting you go at your own pace. You’d run through the vanilla motions together before going back to the living room and watching Netflix.

But that had become mundane to you as you watched the man in front of you. His hands had both come to grip your waist, guiding him deeper into you. And with a loud moan of his name, you came around him. Pure bliss washed over you and it was almost too much to bare as he did the same a few seconds later. 

Moments later, the two of you laid on the bed together. Neither of you knew what to say to one another, but it wasn’t awkward. You didn’t regret it as you looked into his icy blue eyes. In fact, you found yourself glad that it had happened. That he was the one to bring you to pieces. 

“Thank you. But can I ask you something?” He nodded, waiting for your question. You laughed lightly. “Next time can you be rougher?”

He was taken aback by your boldness, initially. But as you ended up curled into his chest, his strong arms holding you close to him, he accepted it. Next time, maybe he’d let you take the lead. He wasn’t sure if he’d like that, as he’d never let another woman try. But with you, he was so fucking whipped that he would do almost anything if it made you happy. 

The two of you stayed together like that for as long as you could before you suggested a shower for the both of you to wash the sin of your previous acts off of your bodies. He happily agreed. And with that, your story was over, both of you eagerly waiting for the next time.

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[spence66]

I’ve seen video on yt about spoilers for 7B. There it is:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aqM_EOlTzfQ

Sooooo, I’d like to write down all I could find on Melissa Hastings.

1.The first think I can think off is her recorded confession about killing some stranger. She recorded herself… on a freakin video talking that she killed somebody. Nothing happened. Ever.

2.When she saw Hannah somewhere on some event, they spoke in a bathroom about Wren looking at her like she is the one who need to be locked up. Was this the moment when he realised what’s going on with her? Spoilers clearly tell us that Wren will kill melissa and he knew for a long time about Melissa playing a game.

3.She was telling Jenna and Shana about the lodge, where liars will be.

4.She showed up all bossy when Mona was trying to gather forces before Alison will show up in town.

5. She never denied about being in halloween train with wilden.

6. She was black swan, and she was able to hide it. Small mistake – the feather, but if it wasn’t for it she could never be caught.  Yet, so, basic explanation for spencer and veronica, that she was blackmailed.

7. Melissas laptop was a massive clue back in earlier seasons

8. Melissa is the one who followed Alison to this creepy sculpture guy and yet, she could possibly take alisons face mask

9. she was friends with cece.

10. She married Ian- he’s dead. Started dating garrett- he’s dead. She was woring with wilden- he’s dead. She was using jenna and shana. Jenna almost drowned and shana ended up dead. (ok, not her fault, but still)

11. Is Melissa knew Wilden since Cape may (cece and Alison was there too), is there is a Chance he told her about Marion C. death?

12. why did she wanted videos of NAT club so badly?

13. Mona was talking about Red Coat as a SHE. Accept Alison herself, and then Cece there’s only melissa left who could fit in as Red Coat and being behind all of this.

14. when spencer stole Melissas essay A never did anything about it

15. Remember how A was sitting next to fireplace while part of a tree with Alison and Ian love sign was burning? Neither Mona or Cece were interested in Alisons relationship with Ian, but melissa were

16. Melissa telling Spencer that she was protecting her even before ‘it’s started’. The game?

17. Melissa was upset about Cece getting her phone back while being locked up. (she said that Cece called Wren). My opinion it was all big act. Melissa and Cece used to be friends, Jason saw them talking THIS night, but both of them denied that happened. Melissa had to notice that Cece and this stranger- girl, who she burried alive were wearing the same clothes. Iss he thought it was Ali, who was wearing the same clothes, she had to know something is wrong.

18. There’s a lot clues about Queen of Hearts- mona keeping the card in her hand, Melissa’s engagement ring was named ‘queen of hearts’.

19. In early seasons 4 liars are visiting creepy doll shop where even more creepy boy telling spencer that there was boy and a girl asking the same they did. And he said to her that the girl had pretty hairs, like hers (spencer, little bit clue it could be her sister).

20. Garrett wanted to tell Spencer something and then he got killed.

21. Garrett told Spencer while being locked up in prison that MEDICAL RECORDS don’t lie. And soon after that it was shown that Melissa was never pregnant.

EXPLANATION :

Melissa was pretty much pissed about Alison and Ian relationship/affair. She buried girl alive because she thought it was Alison. Whole A game plan was invented long after, when her guilt was just too much. She was afraid that somebody can dig up the body and she will go to jail. But once she spoke to Mona, yup, mona, she realizes that Ali is alive. Mona knew, she helped her escape. So, if the missing girl will be found, nobody could ever think about digging in back yard, where she buried another girl. Then we got few first episodes. Melissa breaking up her engagement with Wren was pretty harsh for one kiss. And I know I know.. he kissed her sister, right? That’s a lot. But for me there was something more. Melissa found out that her fiance kissed her sister, and even if it was a lot, she found out something more. That it’s not the first time their ways crossed. Wren used to be spending his summer in Cape may as well. And he told her he was seeing this girl- Alison. Well, for poor melissa it was it. Another guy was seeing freaking Alison DiLaurentis. Yup, Wren was beach hottie.  The ‘dr’ Kingston, but he was still in med. School back then. Ok, so she kicked Wren out. But she couldn’t do anything about Wren seeing spencer. Remember how she told Spencer that Wren is bad company after she could smell his cologne? Well, a student who was sleeping with a teenager who thought she might be pregnant.. (Cece told her), that pretty bad company for your little sister. So she convinced mona to start her game(anonymously). Why? To find out where is Alison. Melissa killed Ian and left this suicide note, then she pretended she was pregnant and she miscarriage. Who would ever think that Melissa at this state could do anything like A game? Right? Ian and then Garrett.. well, they just knew too much. Wilden? Oh dear, I remember her conversation with Spencer after being caught in an act. How was it? ‘Wilden isn’t smart enough, someone was giving him orders’. Sounded a lot like Melissa Hastings. Oh, and Cece knew. What was Cece motive? Well, she got kicked out form Upenn because of Alison. Maybe it was noel who pushed that girl, but noel showed us few Times that he is doing what ali told him too. She knew his secrets, right?

In my guess – if these spoilers are true or part true. Cece isn’t the real charles, Lucas killed her because he found out and he felt.. well.. played. Melissa , Cece and Mona were working together since the beggining. Why? Well, remember when Mona was attacked in her own house? Well ‘attacked and killed’. There was somebody with her! With or without mask they had to comunicate somehow, right? Don’t forget about all clues we got for mona being big part of doll house plan. Is charles alive? The real charles? Or maybe it is actually Wren or Ezra? Is real charles working with them, against them or is not part of this at all?

Well, we will find out.

(For the record I was hoping for Alison being AD, but I guess that won’t happen after seeing all 5 liars together and happy in the finale)

S.