Luke is an eighteen year old who suffers from social anxiety, but when Michael, a nineteen year old with rainbow hair, moves in next door they become close. Maybe too close for their own good. ✭This idea was from punkrockcliffxrd✭
Luke met a homeless boy on the playground and ended up with a new boyfriend, an ex boyfriend, and a best friend Short story :) /// edit: this is v cringey i'm sorry it's old
♛ "what a crazy world, pretty little boy" ♛. •in which luke falls for a boy who wears lace panties and loves all time low•
When Calum turned to us, his eyes a bright orange, his teeth pointy and a sudden amount of facial hair covering his jawline, Ashton and I both knew, he wasn't Human. The flash of green, followed by that amazing laugh I'd grown so fond of and a yelp as the big wolf went missing, meant nothing more than the fact Michael...
in which michael only wears the colour black and luke only wears the colour white and together the are gray
"shut up, asshole," "make me, fucktard." or where luke gets bullied by michael. ϟ this story is discontinued, please read my cake story? it would mean alot xo
"all i can show is absence from your life that i can't control it's all that i get right keep paying the toll i know it seems like i'm always upset" ∆equal credit to @quantum-fags∆ ∆formerly known as Naught Knot Not∆ All Rights Reserved.© WriteDrunk quantum-fags 2015.
"So you, the serial killer, expects me, the totally innocent, but unbelievably unhappy high school student, to walk into the sunset with you and be happy?" "That doesn't sound too bad." "You're lucky you're cute." × Prequel to I Never Wanted To || Cashton × Ranked #199 #169 #145 #133 #114 & #84 in fanfiction. All Rig...
"What are you still doing awake?" Luke asks, nose still scrunched up, but eyes finally open halfway. He looks soft and rumpled, like a kitten or something. "You're not smoking, are you?" "'Course not," Michael drops the cigarette from the window subtly and smiles.
"i didnt realise your penis would come out that big" 2015 all rights reserved © -ymas-
there's a room in a hotel in new york city that shares our fate and deserves our pity. SHORT STORY W/ SLOW UPDATES
in which luke falls in love with a certain lilac-haired boy who doesn't always go by the name 'michael'. book 1 of the distortion trilogy
michael can't keep his hands off himself. and luke, well he doesn't even touch himself. _ sunday april 12th, 2015
"we are siamese if you please-" "shut the fuck up luke and itch my crotch." luke and michael are inseperable, literally. copyright; brighteyedirwin
where innocent luke never thought wearing panties would be harmful but apparently it is when he puts on unknown shows for his neighbor, michael. { 1st place summer bromance awards 2015 } [ highest ranking; 38 in fanfiction ] [ cover by; brontides ]
in a horizontal integration type of business, people like luke don't really belong. cross dressing twenty-nine year olds aren't supposed to watch their thirty-one year old CEO buy as many firms as he can simply to maximize everyone's profit. but here luke is, in a dark blue skirt and grey top, dropping his commu...
"I'll never really die, Michael. Not until you do." All Rights Reserved.© 2014 WriteDrunk. Formerly known as 'Cancer'.
||Trigger Warning|| Michael Clifford is fine. Or that's what he always says. But, Michael is not fine. Michael his abused by his own band member, Luke Hemmings. Also, Michael has depression, an eating disorder, and anxiety. Luke is in love with Michael, but abuses Michael to try to push his feelings away. Michael al...
Michael sees things he shouldn't when he meets Luke. (completed. highest ranking #52 in fanfiction)
; the one where michael falls in love with his bus driver. (highest rank; #299 in short story)
Hell, we're all a little psychotic, we're all fucked up. I just happen to hear voices. ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ ➳ Michael and Luke meet in a mental institution. Luke is suicidal and Michael hears voices. A coming of age tale about finding your true self, no matter the circumstances. Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Michael Clifford...
he's the captain of the football team, and i'm just the boy who takes his picture.
"Next!" The fortune teller calls. Michael smiled sheepishly at Ashton as he pulled back the curtain, walking in and taking his seat. They didn't believe in this crap; it was a dare. The fortune teller didn't look at her ball, or even Michael for that matter. She looked past his shoulder, her hands slightly shaking a...
in which luke doesn't smile and michael wants to change that. © All Rights Reserved.
