Michael didn't say much. Luke said nothing at all. Luke and Michael were perfect for each other. Silent. But still perfect. WINNER OF THE 'MUKE' BROMANCE AWARD ALSO AWARDED THE STORY WITH THE MOST VOTES OUT OF ALL OTHER CATAGORIES

{SEQUEL TO MUTE} Michael and Luke Clifford. They were perfect, until little April came along. {#114 in fanfiction}

deare diry, 2day me mum wooped me bum bc i tryd 2 smoked da mareewana gretetee swig biotch sry mum luv lewk

Michael's favorite color is pink; Luke's favorite color is black. Michael smells like bubblegum; Luke smells like cheap cologne. They both work at the mall but are unaware of each other's existences.

❝our story isn't over, it's just forever unfinished.❞ © 2014 michaelsvans

SHE'S INSANE- locked away in the asylum where she once worked, and coincidentally where she met her beloved Puddin'. Drowning in her own drool and drugs was not how she wanted the next year of her life to go, but it did give some time to walk down memory lane.

in which Luke Hemmings gets closer to a fan using smut. © 2015 webby | bonnaroo

"oh my god, everything about you is vanilla." - "what? i am NOT vanilla. i'm like.. a peanut butter rocky road with multicolored sprinkles, hot fudge, and a cherry on top."

"thank you for choosing target, we'll see you tomorrow."

where a girl gets a message from michael clifford one day, by accident.