"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...
3:00am; the hour of the devil. michael clifford, the devil himself. | Copyright © mgcthood, All rights reserved 2014
this ain't a movie that i wanna see. a tragic story, starring you & me ⓒ deathcabformuke
"you know these are bad for you, right?" "you know i dont give a fuck, right?" or; where luke works at a gas station and michael goes there to buy cigarettes everyday [lower case intended]
"So this is life. Moving on with or without you." 11k reads, thank you so much!
the one where a boy pretends to be a girl to trick the dickhead of the school.
"We have fanboys?" "I'm a boy and I'm a fan. What do you think that makes me?" "A fanboy." "No duh." - (title credit to @mukecorner)
Luke and Michael are neighbors who both have a tendency to leave their windows open. Fanfiction #9
"i didnt realise your penis would come out that big" 2015 all rights reserved © -ymas-
It's hard to live a life with the other half gone. or Michael is prison and Luke has to live.
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...
