SON OF HELL.

afill. michael langdon

[plymptons]

“Everyone keeps saying that I’m special… that I’m the only one who can bring about the end-times… but nobody gave me a fucking instruction manual!”

CODY FERN AS MICHAEL LANGDON American Horror Story: Apocalypse | Episode 8: Sojourn

[vaememes]

✧     CRIMSON     PEAK     SENTENCE     PROMPTS    !   

*  A MIXTURE OF CRIMSON PEAK PROMPTS , TRIGGERS MAY APPLY , CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS AS NEEDED .

❝ They take the heat from the sun, and when it deserts them, they die. ❞

❝ They’re dying.  ❞

❝ You’re monsters. Both of you! ❞

❝ It’s a world of everything dying and eating each other right beneath our feet. ❞

❝ Surely there’s more to it than that. ❞

❝ Beautiful things are fragile… ❞

❝ At home we have only black moths. ❞

❝ Formidable creatures, to be sure, but they lack beauty. ❞

❝ They thrive on the dark and cold. ❞

❝ What do they feed on? ❞

❝ You’re so… different. ❞

❝ Ghosts are real, that much I know. I’ve seen them all my life… ❞

❝ It is a monstrous love and it makes monsters of us all. ❞

❝ But the horror… The horror was for love. ❞

❝ The things we do for love like this are ugly, mad, full of sweat and regret.  ❞

❝ This love burns you and maims you and twists you inside out.  ❞

❝ There are things that tie them to a place, very much like they do to us. ❞

❝ Will you still like to know my thoughts? ❞

❝ The aches that you describe with such earnestness, the pain, the loss. ❞

❝ In fact, you only seem to know what other writers tell. ❞

❝ You clearly have not lived it at all. ❞

❝ Where I come from, ghosts are not to be taken lightly. ❞

❝ You are nothing but a SPOILED CHILD! ❞

❝ What do you dream of? A kind man? A pure soul to be redeemed? Perfection? ❞

❝ I advise you to return to your ghosts and fancies. ❞

❝ A house as old as this one becomes, in time, a living thing. ❞

❝ It starts holding onto things… keeping them alive when they shouldn’t be. ❞

❝ Some should never be spoken about again. ❞

❝ You will stay here, with us… won’t you?  ❞

❝ A man that feeds off land that others work for him. ❞

❝ This parasite is perfectly charming and a magnificent dancer. ❞

❝ I cannot leave you here. ❞

❝ I find myself thinking about you even at the most inopportune moments of the day. ❞

❝ I feel as if a link exists between your heart and mine. ❞

❝ The first time I saw one I was ten years old. ❞

❝ There were to be no parting kisses. No goodbyes. No last words. ❞

❝ You lied to me! ❞

❝ You poisoned me! ❞

❝ You said you loved me! ❞

❝ I’ve always closed my eyes to things that made me uncomfortable. ❞

❝ I don’t want to close my eyes. I want to keep them open. ❞

❝ It makes everything easier. ❞

❝ I heard you the first time. ❞

❝ It’s an excellent likeness. ❞

❝ The more the house sinks, the worse it gets. ❞

❝ Goodness. How many rooms are there? ❞

❝ We must do something about it.  ❞

❝ Others that hold onto an emotion. A drive. Loss. Revenge. Or love. ❞

❝ The spilling of blood. A terrible crime. ❞

❝ I don’t know. Would you like to count them? ❞

❝ Do we have to do this? Must we? ❞

❝ She stopped drinking her tea, but I poisoned the porridge. ❞

❝ That’s exactly what our mother told us in her last moment. ❞   

❝ This is your home now. You have nowhere else to go. ❞

❝ Perfection has no place in love, [Name]. ❞

❝ You know precious little of the human heart, or love, or the pain that comes with it. ❞

❝ I can’t. I can’t. ❞

❝ This place is hundreds years old. Souls come and go. ❞

❝ Some of them are good; some of them bad… ❞

❝ You insist on describing the torments of love when you know NOTHING about them. ❞

❝ I’M NOT DONE YET! ❞

❝ How do you manage this house? ❞

❝ Actually, I’d rather be Mary Shelly; she died a widow. ❞

❝ Perfection has no place in love. ❞

❝ Perhaps we only notice things when the time comes for us to see them. ❞

❝ In [Country] we bank on effort, not privilege. ❞

❝ The men at this table, all of us, came up through honest, hard work. ❞

❝ Well, maybe not all of us. [Name] here is a [Occupation].  ❞

❝ If there’s one thing I know, it’s the importance of the right tool for the job. ❞

❝ I’m a builder, dear. ❞

❝ Everyone falls in love, dear, even women. ❞

❝ There are things that tie them to a place.   ❞

❝ The marriages were for money, of course. ❞

❝ You need a measure of bitterness… Not to be eaten.. ❞

❝ Nothing gentle ever grows in this land. ❞

❝ My heart would cease to beat and I would die. ❞

❝ I won’t stop… until you kill me… or I kill you! ❞

❝ So it’s all out in the open. No more secrets! ❞  

❝ I feel as if a link exists between your heart and mine. And should that link be broken either by distance or by time, then my heart would cease to beat and I would die. ❞

[abysshall]

mysterthree‌:

… weird guy.

The pleasure is all mine, he’d said, all formal and stuff, to someone as adorable-looking as him! That was weird. This guy was weird! No normal person should’ve been talking like that, geez. Mitsuba ducked his head away to the side for a second, trying his best to suppress making a face.

He passed it off as being in thought instead, bringing his sleeve up to his chin.

“Oh, I see…”

Weird set-up. He didn’t question being visible, still thoroughly convinced that this had to be the doing of a School Mystery somehow, but the whole situation just seemed reaaally strange. He’d have to find someone he knew he could ask about it sooner or later. Acting this gentle in the meanwhile was absolutely exhausting, though.

He felt like a doormat again.

“Haven’t been here long yourself, huh…” Yeah. Weird set-up for sure. What kinda spirit would make up some cultist goth freak that ‘hadn’t been here for long’ either? Why not make him a long-time resident? “My–”

“Haaaauuh?!” Parents? His parents? No one had asked that before, and he didn’t – he didn’t… he didn’t remember. The school’s mirrors hadn’t held any information on that. “N…o? Why would they be?” Except for the fact it was absolutely normal for kids to, you know, live with their parents. “I’m – uh – stay…ing… with my… cous…in.”

it was difficult to feign interest in most things, especially when it came to anything so distant in relation to himself. and yet, he entertained the boy nonetheless, not expecting much to come from their meeting at all, besides a likely name to whatever noise might come from a nearby condo. but he could hardly deny that the manner with which the boy answered was... odd to say the least. the evident shock at such a question only earned more inquiries after all.

“ oh? “ a faux bout of surprised, lips parted and brows exerting the pinnacle of curiosity, deliberately so. “ i only ask because, well, i was under the impression that it was normal for kids to be brought to new places with them. if you’re here with your cousin then, oh, i suppose that’s good enough. “ he glanced aside, as if deep in thought on the matter.

“ unless your parents simply aren’t reliable for that sort of thing. parents rarely are. a disappointment, until the very end. “ perhaps not the sort of comment one should make to a child, but he finished his musing there. turning back to the boy, he resumed his almost mocking display of politeness. “ perhaps they’ll show up some day, to the island i mean. apparently it happens, from time to time... “

[abysshall]

i promise i’m working on posts i’m just also busy playing the sims 4

[daebom]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

There is something bleeding to death inside me but I don’t know what it is.

Ingeborg Bachmann, from Three Paths to the Lake; “Eyes to Wonder,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[daebom]

“ I have seen the dark universe yawning Where the black planets roll without aim, Where they roll in their horror unheeded, Without knowledge, or lustre, or name. ”

[abysshall]

mysterthree‌:

          @abysshall​.

Well, this was a weiiiird sort of Boundary, wasn’t it? It was kinda like the world that Number Four had been able to whip up, but Mitsuba hadn’t seen anybody be all cut up yet, and it seemed like he could go really far! There was a whole city, and no tower looming up above. What School Mystery might this have been?

Didn’t matter, though, did it? He’d been able to realize pretty early on that he was visible, and if no one was questioning it, hey, he wasn’t about to, either!

Whatever house he’d been told to live in, whatever else was going on – honestly, he didn’t really care right now! He’d figure out what was going on and go find Minamoto-kun and Radish-senpai later, but for now he was just gonna enjoy the way things were! Why not take total advantage of the situation while he still could?

But –

Whoaaa –

Some goth asshole was hanging out around the same row of houses that Mitsuba lived on.

“Heyyyy~ ★”

Geez, is there a cult next door or somethin’? Are you looking for them? – nope, nope, come on, Mitsuba. Gotta see if he could at least pick up something in passing.

“I just moved here… are we neighbours? It’s nice to meet you, sir.”

there were few things he wanted less than to go inside. it wasn’t a terribly built place, or some rundown shack at all, but it wasn’t home. he didn’t know anybody inside, they would not know him. the whole affair tasted far too bitter between his teeth as they scraped and ground, iron threatening to seep between the gums. he could play patient, assuming nothing would confront him otherwise. but still michael lingered; gloved hands brought before his coat as he gazed intrigued at the condo.

plucked from thought, a voice threatened to disturb his isolated woes and wonders, a smaller figure than himself the owner of that voice. an almost impossible shade of candy pink, an eye sparkling of that same shade. it was like casting one’s eye across a doll, but this doll waited for a response. sir. that was something at least, no name-calling, no damnation. could it be that he appeared unassuming, innocent almost? he smiled, head tilted so that golden hair pressed between his shoulder and cheek as he spoke. 

“ the pleasure is all mine. “ though the voice and smile both lacked the dry sarcasm he would often lace his entire presence with, that was reserved for adults only. this child, pink and strange as they were, would simply get the entire array of false pleasantries. 

“ it would appear so. i haven’t been here long myself, which makes us the outsiders here, it seems. “ of course, it was plainly obvious how new they were, judging by the familiarity almost everyone else seemed to have with the place. “ are your parents here with you? “

[abysshall]

alright then! [claps my hands together like a high school science teacher] let me throw up an RP AD / STARTER CALL [ CAPPED AT FOUR ] i have a plotting call if you’d like something specific from that list as well as a separate page here of other ideas for threads that i have! please keep in mind this is a new muse for me so i’m baby! have a great day.

[unfollowfriday]

if you ever feel stupid or weak or powerless, just remember that I, am not. And I am out there, very dangerous and I am looking for you. Good luck

[abysshall]

        MICHAEL LANGDON ; PLOTTING POST 

                                       american horror story apocalypse

first of all this character comes with a few trigger warnings such as ‘ murder, satanism, apocalypse / end of the world themes & violence. ‘ whilst not all of my threads will involve those things, or any of them, i just wanna make sure anyone potentially affected by those themes knows how to block them from the dash! 

by liking this post you are letting me know that you are interested in plotting with me sometime or want to interact somehow! 

i have outlined a few plot ideas here and on my plotter page, but you are totally free to think of something you’d like! by liking this though, i may contact you via im or ask, send you memes or message you if we are mutuals on discord or twitter! it is essentially permission to plot, so that i know who is down for interactions !! :)

feel free to message me any time, for specific plots or topics to avoid, i’m pretty chill i promise ‘w’ 

GENERAL

michael is the son of satan, the anti-christ born into a world that is ripe for remaking. from childhood, he was surrounded by an usual and unnatural life, abandoned by his birth mother and father, thrown into the care of his grandmother before she too was unable to look after him. he was a difficult child, unaware that the brutal and violent acts he committed as a child were evil at all.  as he grew older, he obviously realised he wasn’t quite right, but with his family being now made up entirely of ghosts who feared him, he had no-one to encourage him down a healthy path. he craved paternal affections and connections, seeking them out later in other people, but they never stayed for long.  his relationship to satan is kind of messy. his dad doesn’t really communicate with him on what to do, or how to do it exactly, but is more akin to a presence/feeling than a physical ally. however, as of right now michael is still dedicated to bringing about his father’s wishes, unaware that he’s more of a pawn for the apocalypse to come about, than on equal parts with the devil.  so generally he is emotionally messy, interested in human sins and lies, likes to meddle in things to cause drama, doesn’t mind a cheeky murder but is also still quite naive and lonely at heart.

FRIENDS

OTHER BADDIES ; so whilst michael might have had a rough start to his villain origin story, he’s still evil unfortunately. so generally anyone who has a darker personality, favours cruelty and pain over kindness, he’s gunna be more attracted to them than anyone else. it would be relatively easier for these people to meet him too than others, simply being darkness attracts darkness. 

SATAN-CONNECTED PEOPLE ; whether your muse is a satan allegory, knew a version of satan personally or might even be another world’s anti-christ, wouldn’t it be fun to put them in the same space as michael :) 

TROUBLE MAKERS / CHAOS-LOVERS ; they may not be the big bad villain, but they love starting some fires! he loves a bit of chaos, a bit of trouble. let’s make some people cry

POSSIBLY PARENTAL / KIND HEARTED PEOPLE ; so whilst generally his company would be more of the chaotic type, he still is emotionally quite vulnerable. he yearns for emotional connections that make him feel safe and secure, like that of a parent and son. if your muse is of that type, maybe we can work out something where their patience gets tested having to take on this burden of a creature.

MANIPULATORS ; whilst he himself is good at manipulating people, he’s also somewhat ready for the corruption. his heart is weak, so it might be easy to prey on his loneliness, for example. without powers, without the support back home, he’s essentially nobody with no-one to look out for him. take advantage of that.

ENEMIES

if the bible is your go-to moral compass then you’re a target for his cruelty, i’ll say that much. as he’s essentially the messiah of hell, there’s no doubt there would be tension between himself and any true believers in god. he’s the representation of sin, of pain and chaos, the bringer of the end of the world. you can guess what his plans might end up being here...

good-doers and nice people in general who want to remove evilness from the island :/

got a bone to pick with the devil? maybe your muse takes it out on this kid instead. he kind of represents satan when satan’s not there so, feel free to throw any devil related angst this way too!

witches. god damn witches. witches cause a few problems for him back home, killing people he has around him and generally trying to stop him. he doesn’t have a high opinion of them at all :/ 

if you bully him too hard without his powers he might cry ;w;

PLOTTING IDEAS AND OTHER INFORMATION CAN BE FOUND HERE 

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Make me choose | anonymous asked: long-haired or short-haired Michael Langdon?

[abysshall]

MICHAEL LANGDON                                       ♱ american horror story ; apocalypse

he’s the anti-christ, his dad being satan and all, which isn’t actually as cool as you think it is. it kinda blows. 

destroyed the world (it’s a long story) with nuclear war, basically, by assuming control of the illuminati who, it turns out, all sold their souls to satan. great. anyway he gave the order to set off a ton of nuclear weapons and the world became even more a mess than was before.

grew up not really having a real family, being dumped off by various relatives because of his biological/natural desire to kill things and cause pain. 

physically looks over 30 but has the emotional needs of a teenager. 

loves dragging out people’s dark secrets and sins. typical devil shit. 

his life is just a mess but he looks glamorous as heck and that’s valid.

pretty cheeky. he’s kind of a sarcastic binch.

[kate-rynn]

beautiful (evil) boy

[kylos]

I was always going to win, Miss Supreme.

[brittany]

American Horror Story: Apocalypse   |  8x03 - “Forbidden Fruit”

[abysshall]

the one opposing and exalting himself above every so-called god or object of worship-- so as for him to sit down in the temple of god, setting forth that he himself is god.