{#5 in Michael Langdon!} The title is self explanatory, warning! Some of it is very NSFW! I would reccomend reading it alone. All of the Imagines/One Shots/Smuts are all original written by me! If you want to use it please let me know first! I have had trouble with plagiarism regarding my imagines (on twitter and ig), that is why these stories have the original written dates at the beginning. These also take a lot of time to make! Again, all of these are original by me! I do not read many fanfictions so all of the scenarios are completely made up by me! (Except for any AHS characters (especially Michael!) used! They belong to their creators!) I take requests so feel free to send me something! Other than that I use the usual Y/N. Some of the Imagines are boyxboy, so if you have a problem please don't complain, just skip it. I also DO NOT write Imagines about Cody, I only use Michael!

mostly smut. So don't read if you get easily offended. I warned you

Y/n sits in outpost three listening to the same boring people 24/7 then an alarm goes off allowing a mystery person to enter

"You think you love her because she's good, and you never thought you could love something good. But that's where you're wrong. You just haven't seen the worst of her yet." Vera Bannion can't remember much about her life before outpost 3, but she sure as hell wouldn't forget a man like that. | LANGDON | 2018| | FANFICTION |

~ All of these oneshots are from other writers. I will be giving them full credit! ~

(Intended to be a long ass fic but I got lazy and never finished it so it's just a one shot sorry) When Michael Turns to the Church Of Satan in his time of need, you invite him to your house to take care of him. (wink wink) SMUTT/FLUFF WARNINGS

"Why are you crying, Sweetheart?" "I don't want to die" "Of course you don't, dear"

i know everybody let's you down ill do the same

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ If Michael Langdon stabbed me, I would apologize for getting in the way of his knife. :*･ﾟﾟ･* :*･ﾟﾟ･* :*･ﾟﾟ･* IMAGINES AND PREFERENCES!

You're the daughter of a tremendously successful businessman, making you one of the few who were able to purchase their way out of death by apocalypse. You have been placed in sanctuary three, alone and with people you have never met before. You're unable to fully recall your past, your life before the fall of the bombs. All that you know is that something is hidden deep inside of you, something you are not yet ready to remember. That is, until Mr.Langdon pays you all a visit.