, 𝖒𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖞 the 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒 & 𝓼avior of the 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃. ------- " you are 𝓼urreal , extra - 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑙. " 𝖒𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖞 & 𝖋𝖊𝖒 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗.

You're a half-Jotun Valkyrie who has to live with the Avengers after helping them during a battle. Then Thor brings Loki to join the team. Can either of you thaw your frozen bruised hearts?

What would YOU do if the Anti-Christ himself offered you salvation the weekend before the bombs go off? My first AHS story. Michael Langdon x reader.M

a lonely girl, a curious boy. you can figure out the rest.

In another timeline where Mallory doesn't run over Michael, Michael Langdon finds himself in the Fashion District of Los Angeles after Constance Langdon kicks him out of his home where he meets a Struggling, Chicana, College Student, Catholic and Food Truck owner named Camila Perez. After seeing that Michael is visibly malnourished and exhausted, Camila offers Michael the chance to crash at her place for the week, however, when Michael reveals that he is the Antichrist, Camila finds out that things aren't always black and white when it comes to religion and is able to see Michael's humanity. She lets Michael live with her permanently, on two conditions, Michael must work at her food truck and pretend to be her boyfriend so her overbearing mother Angelica, doesn't look down on for letting a total stranger, let alone the antichrist into her home.

Esmeray Neera is mysteriously killed and resurrected from the dead, and the only clue that she is given after her death is a name: Michael Langdon. Little does she know that this boy is about to change her whole life.

"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

But you're suicide. "Being the perfect image they had painted for you isn't all you thought it'd be, is it?" he continued, ignoring her. "So you come here, pleading to God for help, pleading he'll put you back on the right path." "Fuck you," she spat, pushing at his chest, trying to escape him for a second time. "Let me tell you something," he grabbed her arm again, more forcefully than the first time. He leaned down, his lips nearly brushing against her ear. "He's not listening."