3:00am; the hour of the devil. michael clifford, the devil himself. | Copyright © mgcthood, All rights reserved 2014

"but you should listen, angels and demons can't love each other. they are meant to kill the other, and you shouldn't test fate." "i couldn't kill him even if i wanted to." in which luke is an angel, michael is a demon and they are the rejects. [i'm in the middle of editing, POV might change from first to third per chapter]

"With such a dirty mouth there's no wonder I fell for you." top!Michael © wastedheartmuke, 2016 ; edited in 2018

this ain't a movie that i wanna see. a tragic story, starring you & me ⓒ deathcabformuke

Luke's guide dog likes Michael more than he likes him. "I think he likes me more than you do." -"That's unlikely." blind!Luke top!Michael © wastedheartmuke, 2017 ; edited in 2018

Michael and Luke hate each other, and it was obvious to everybody. Until one day their bandmates got tired of it, and did something to show them what their rival lived like. Quite literally. Because they woke up in the opposites body. ☹☼

"Your eyes Luke, they're turning blue." "Well it's because I've fell for you." Demon!Luke *CHANGED THE STORY SLIGHTLY TO MAKE A BIT MORE SENSE AND TO AVOID SOME CONTROVERSIAL TOPICS*

Michael was gay, Luke was straight, Michael was depressed, Luke was worried, Michael loved Luke, But did Luke love Michael?

So Ashton's going on a road trip with his friend, Calum, and he invited me to tag along. Being the adventurous shit I am, I said yes, but I wouldn't have if I knew that Luke Hemmings was going as well. God, I hate that guy, and the feeling's mutual. Why does that annoying brat have to come along? And Ashton and Calum expect us to be friends? Yeah, right. There's no chance that Luke Hemmings and I, Michael Clifford, are ever going to get along. WARNING: Smut Cover: _Jikko Other pairing(s): Cashton (minor) Dom!Luke © 2014 iCheeseYou

"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 as they rested on the table. "You have a dark spirit following you." Who knew from that day, Michael's world would get turned upside down, all by a dark spirit named Luke Hemmings.