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❝ — you love him, don't you? him and his pale, long fingers tangled in your hair, running down your spine. him and his lips against your neck, your jaw, your chin. and in these empty halls, with him, religion shifts and turns and blurs. his mouth is your confessional and you sin, you sin, you sin... — ❞
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ᶜᵒᵈʸ ᶠᵉʳⁿ michael langdon
( 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘺. )
Magdalen Mercy once had it all. A perfect little family, a thriving social life, friends who loved her dearly. That is, before each and every perfect little piece crumbled before her eyes, a fruit fallen from the tree of life and left to rot. The loss of a mother is a heartbreaking thing for any child, and that heartbreak not only shatters her optimism for life but almost each and every connection she'd forged over its course. Magdalen Mercy becomes a case to pity, that poor girl with the dead mom. Her walls are built so high she thinks no one can scale them, until she meets a boy with eyes as blue as the sky who makes it a point to learn to climb.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ! mentions of poor mental health, mental illness, suicide, religious topics, strong language, blood & gore, character pain & death, parental death, sexual themes & acts, etc. please do not read if any of these topics are uncomfortable.
note ! i do not own ahs: apocalypse or the character of michael langdon. i only own this plotline and it's original characters. pls don't sue me </3
𝐝𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 ! deiteas , sidarthurs , tulipfevers and everyone else who supports my works, even though i'm shit at actually updating ... 🖤
