soft morning Michael in just his soft plaid boxers fixing breakfast, hoping to surprise you before you wake up, soft and slightly tangled hair in a messy thrown up bun, you quietly walk up behind him and slide your arms around his waist, still too asleep and mumbling against his back, he can’t quite make out your words, something like ‘too early’ and ‘beds cold’ but he can’t help but smile at how cute you are. even if you’re just clinging to him for warmth

thelangdoncooperative:

I need moreeeeee! 😭😭❤️❤️

oop what if one day you just play around with michael’s hair (when it’s longer) and like put it in a manbun or something and at first he’s like “why did you do that???” and you just answers that you think he looks good so after that he starts putting his hair up more often and honestly, he secretly likes it too

thelangdoncooperative:

😏😏😏 listennnn at home he can do a man bun but I also need it out to PULL ON IT

imagine calling young Michael your Angel as your cutesy pet name for him and even after he admits what he is you still do, and as much as he loves the nickname (he feels special and giddy when you call him that) he finally brings it up “You know, I’m literally the opposite of that” and you just smile softly, twirling some of his hair “You’re still my angel” he smiles, almost a little sadly, you’ve always been so gentle with him, you hold his hand, pulling him from his thoughts “My guardian angel

thelangdoncooperative:

THATS CUTE AF MY POOR FUCKING HEART

Y/N playing around with eyeshadow on Michael and him actually liking it and doing it regularly 😭 OH THE FLUFF

thelangdoncooperative:

“Stay still, Bub” her lip stuck out just a bit as she concentrated. When she was finished blending in the eyeshadow she stepped out of the way of the mirror and came to stand behind him. “What do you think?” She waited anxiously for his answer.

Michael leaned in closer to the mirror and broke out into a wide smile, “It looks really good. I look…hot” he laughed.

She hugged around his shoulders, resting her head on his shoulder, “so you’ll let me practice on you more? Say yes!”

He laughed, turning his head to catch her lips, “Yes. You can try more”

If Michael Langdon had a crush on you…

ahsimaginesfanpage:

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  • He’d make sure that you’re among the survivors.
  • He would stalk you in the shadows to be sure you’re safe (and keep possible rivals

    away).

  • He would kill
    whoever hurt you, even if you’re not agree.
  • Teasings and little games to catch your attention.
  • Extra food and the best room just for you.
  • If you’re sad, he’d comfort you caressing tenderly your face, or hair.
  • He would lock you in a room to protect you, if things turn ugly with the witches.
  • And if you reject him, he’d totally use emotional blackmail against you.
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I imagine Michael being super rough with Y/n in bed and then she says a safe word and he immediately turns super gentle and tender and says he’s sorry and so on 😭🙏🏻😍

wroteclassicaly:

A/N : This took on a mind of its own, so…. I think it’s a little more than a drabble. I hope you like it? 

As for anyone else who reads this? I hope you enjoy as well! Lemme know!

Warnings

: Rough smut, use of safeword, explicit language, crying, demon!Michael makes a brief appearance. Michael is fluffy at the end and uses a pet name. We know he’s a sucker for the ones he loves! 

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When Daddy Michael basically grabbed his dick when he says “a man like me”. Now when I see that all I can think about is you walking in on him pleasuring himself. He looks at you right in the eyes and keeps going.

wroteclassicaly:

He would, the little shit. Because he knows that’s what will get you the most. He knows what you will do. He can smell how wet you are. Can practically taste your pulse jumping beneath your skin he aches to bruise and mark.