platonic- having a close relationship in which there is no romance that's what luke and rose were for years- best friends who would rather give up an organ before thinking about kissing one another. until one day, the thought doesn't sound so terrible anymore. it could either end very badly and ruin their friendship forever, or it could be the best thing to ever happen to the two of them. whatever the outcome might be, the two can't fight much longer that they are anything but platonic. ---------------

"we don't have to fucking fight it anymore, em." . . . in which luke and emma had a drunken one night stand two years ago, and now they are both dating each other's best friend. [COMPLETED] warning: this will probably be the most cringe fic you have ever read

𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ➙ 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ "They're for you," he whispers softly, and the moonlight seeping through the curtains bathes his jaw in a wonderful tone, "Everything I've written, is for you." or The one in which Hemmings is a professor with hidden secrets and he can't seem to keep his hands off his student. *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ [includes smut, mentions of alcohol and or drug use, violence]

In which a troubled man with a dangerous future meets a selfless girl with a horrifying past. Who knew they would be each other's saving grace? WARNING- This story will contain mature content. ~~~~~~~ "You don't scare me," I braved a strong face as my voice nearly caved and demolished any chance of him buying that. "Oh yeah?" He smiled at this, finding nothing but amusement in my words like the narcissistic control freak he was. Luke stepped forward, cornering me against the hard wall so I had no chance to escape. One hand was pressed against the space next to my head, while he slowly brought his other hand up to my neck. I was frozen in fear and confusion as to what he was about to do, when he suddenly took two fingers and pressed them against my skin. I could feel my pulse thumping against his touch, wishing I could do nothing but slow down my erratic heartbeat to help my case. But with Luke's fingers burning the skin of my neck by his touch and his close proximity to me, I felt like I couldn't breathe properly. "Then why is your heart racing, troublemaker?"

In which, the CEO introduces his employee to his wild world of greed, power, sex, and drugs-until it all comes crashing down. • An enemies to lovers fanfic. Stockbroker/CEO!Luke Warning: This story will include the use of drugs, violence, foul language, sexual themes and so on. You can find the playlist I made for this fanfic on my Spotify: cheesetoastie11. • Started: 1/11/2021 Completed: #1 in 5sos #1 in lukehemmings #1 in fivesecondsofsummer #7 in calumhood • 🏆 First place in the Watermelon Waves Contest.

❝if i go down in flames, then what's the point of even trying?❞ ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐒𝐄 Luke Hemmings was engineered to be a weapon. A killer. Now he's a fugitive with too much blood on his hands, a quiet house on the outskirts of D.C., and a girlfriend who sees something in him no one else ever has. For the first time since Virex burned to the ground, he almost feels safe. Until Eden disappears. Forced to revisit the program that made him-and the monsters who ran it-Luke must decide how far he's willing to go to get her back. But how much of his girl will be left when he does? 𝐃𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋 Eden Mavis believes in control. She leads the Eclipse Division with discipline, precision, and the conviction that justice must follow the law. Loving a vigilante with hemokinesis was never part of the plan. When she's taken by the same shadows that built Luke into Pulse, control is turned into a weapon against her. Survival depends on remembering who she was before the blood, and deciding what she's willing to become to reclaim herself. cover by: @lukenostalgic on twt

❝ inside every one of us a shadow side, i call it my better side.❞ ╰┈➤ ╰┈➤ ╰┈➤ When Pearl embarks on its most ambitious tour yet, lead singer June Evans is hanging on by a thread. She's sick of compliance- the meds, the therapy, the sobriety, the emotional chasm that comes with being okay. What she really craves is an excuse to fall apart. She doesn't expect that excuse to come in the form of the beautifully tragic lead singer of The Neurotics. Luke Hemmings has a secret, though. He's been sickeningly obsessed with June for years before they even met- before a joint tour between Pearl and The Neurotics was even a possibility. But when they find that their broken pieces align perfectly together, the clock to their mutual destruction begins to tick. Is it really worth it to love someone to death?