"do i seriously have to walk to the mailbox shirtless every morning just to get your attention?" {lophie} {warning; slight smut, sexual content, you get it} ©loudluke

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]

surge: verb (of an emotion or feeling) to affect someone powerfully and suddenly. -------------------- "Like I said, I don't know who you are." "Maybe not, but you watch me like it kills you not to know me. Like you would set yourself on fire just to touch my skin again, I saw it the second you got on stage and found me in the crowd." I say, taking a deliberate step towards him, keeping my arms crossed and my eyes on his. "You can keep playing this shit like you've never seen me before but we both know you've been seeing me in your dreams every night since the first. You're pathetic." "Are you done?" Luke bites out, clearly affected by my little speech. It's honestly too easy. "You're not a fan of letting girls finish, are you?" I test, scrunching my eyebrows in mock sympathy. That's all it takes to set him off. ---------------------- SGFG Luke.

[COMPLETED, UNDERGOING EDITING] Set in Edinburgh, Scotland, three best friends are simply trying to get through life in their 20s. They're met with one-sided love, mental health journeys, careers growth and loss, and even death. In the end, is it worth it? "I never meant to fall for you, but I was buried underneath And all that I could see was white" © Salvation by Gabrielle Aplin ❕Disclaimer❕the fanfiction has nothing to do with real life.