smut :: luke hemmings
in which Luke Hemmings gets closer to a fan using smut. © 2015 webby | bonnaroo
in which Luke Hemmings gets closer to a fan using smut. © 2015 webby | bonnaroo
❝i don't belong here, i belong in your arms.❞ ➳ where michael is institutionalized for loving luke a little too much. SEQUEL TO IMPRISONMENT
❝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.
Seventeen year old Elle Brooks knew she was going to behavioral camp. What she didn't know was that a certain boy with dyed hair was going to make it a lot more complicated.
The voices in Michael's head made him do it. Michael loves Luke. But Luke isn't so sure anymore. THIRD BOOK IN THE MUTE SERIES. MUST READ MUTE. AND SPEAK. BEFORE {highest ranking #40 in fanfiction}
Michael C: you just really remind me of somebody i used to know Lucifer: how so? Michael C: it's not important... forget it - Or the story in which Michael loses the love of his life and confides in a stranger to help with the grief. Short story :) POLISH TRANSLATION: @makesomenoisesix
"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...
"You're coming home soon, right?" "I sure hope so." "Your side of the bed is getting cold." "Keep it warm for me, will ya?" -- Or when Michael is hospitalized with cancer and Luke is his boyfriend.
❝our story isn't over, it's just forever unfinished.❞ © 2014 michaelsvans
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...
"Peanut butter and jelly, with extra peanut butter, please." Holy shit marry me dude.
"Well that's the last jar" "Yeah, I know. " I say reaching for it "What if I want it?" he asks playfully No way in hell is this boy getting the last jar of nutella. (MICHAEL CLIFFORD SHORT STORY) (BOOK 1 IN THE FOOD SERIES)
{SEQUEL TO MUTE} Michael and Luke Clifford. They were perfect, until little April came along. {#114 in fanfiction}
"two years. i went to prison for two years. i come out to find my girlfriend is raising my baby with another man. i think i like prison better."
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
"You're a demon, just like me." Calum whispered. "A demon?" Mia asked. "The voices. They tell you to do evil. They are demons, and the doctors are scared."
❝i'm blind,❞ luke muttered. ❝nice to meet you, blind. im michael.❞ © 2014 michaelsvans {#1 fanfiction - 9/28/14} {#8 teen fiction - 9/18/14} cover by @michaelclifford
daddy!michael has trouble keeping baby clifford quiet.