❝my name was luke hemmings. and this was my life during imprisonment.❞ ➳ where an attempted murderer, drunk driver, a skilled thief, and a prison guard somehow befriend one another.

prisoner!michael likes to pick on parole officer!luke

michael is a lonely boy. no friends, no family, just him. until he meets luke. who's well....dead, but michael doesn't know that. warnings; -lowercase intended not really a warning but letting you know -may cause an insane amount of feels so be prepared.

"You like it rough, don't you, Hemmings?" *•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•* One where Michael finds out Luke is very rough in bed. Top!Luke

"Hello Mr.Hemmings." "Hi kitten." or in which a shy boy has a slight crush on his science teacher. teacher!luke student!michael fem!michael dom!luke « completed »

michael, thats kind of the point of a secret admirer. its a secret for a reason. [ lowercase intended ] ©2014 PunkRockCal (lionsandcoffee) / L. Cecilia

"See, I told you he likes boys."

A story in which Luke Hemmings seeks relationship advice from his best friend, Michael Clifford. (cover by postermgc !!!)

"You have until everything involving the Maze Runner is over. 5 months. If you can make Dylan O'Brien fall completely in love with you, you win. If you can't, I win." // Thomas Brodie-Sangster, "perfect, heartfelt Hollywood bad-boy," has the entire world falling at his feet. With an award-winning smile and awe-inspiring acting skills, Thomas knows he could get anything and everything with a snap of his fingers. Or so he thinks. Thomas makes a bet with a journalist of the LA Times, in which fellow castmate, Dylan O'Brien, is the prize. Before the two even meet, Thomas thinks he has already won the bet. There's only one problem. "There is not a single part of me, Thomas Brodie-Sangster, that likes you. In fact, I kind of hate you a lot." (Dylmas AU) Warning: Explicit Language (sorry I curse a lot oops)

It was the 17th of October, 2015, when Thomas was checked into River State Mental hospital. He liked to think that he was insane, and maybe he really was. But a certain blonde with brown eyes made him wish he'd never get his sanity back, because being mental meant staying with him forever if he desired. That same blonde he found himself falling for, and maybe having barely any sanity left in himself and having someone equally insane right beside him meant that their love could be wild and reckless and completely, well, mental. And maybe that wasn't all too bad. This story is fiction made up by me, any resemblance to real life events are unintentional. Newt and Thomas are not my own characters. They belong to James Dashner. Neither is Stiles Stilinski, who belongs to Jeff Davis.