#lovehandledluke

[thedreamvevo]

i have been looking for this smut i read on here where y/n and michael are bffs and he starts like grinding on her in his sleep and then they start doin the nasty.. this is rly vague i know but i cant find it and i have been looking for ages help

i believe you’re talking about “bestfriend taboo” by @lovehandledluke right [here] :-))))

[in-love-with-calm]

bestfriend!michael always being an ass because he just can’t be true to himself and accept that he actually likes you as maybe more than a friend so when you’d be at your place on a Friday night on your own he’d gladly come over only to realize you’re actually having a big headache. Instead of taking care of you and being really nice, he’d probably be the guy that talks for hours and shouts every now and then even if you keep telling him to stop because he isn’t helping that freaking headache. So it’s only be hours later that you’d start crying because you just can’t take it anymore, you need to rest and you’d really like some peace now so Michael would feel so bad because he just made his favorite person cry and he’d keep apologizing. “I’m only making things worst, everytime,” he’d mumble and you’d shake your head, knowing he didn’t make you cry on purpose. “I just want to sleep,” you’d reply as you’d cuddle into him. He’d wrap a blanket around the both of you and as much as he hates the fact that he made you cry, his little heart is so happy right now because that’s all he ever wanted in the first place. To have you in his arms.

[defcliff0rd]

lovehandledluke reblogged your post and added:

IT WAS BRUTAL I DONT WANNA TALK ABOUT IT

I KNOW I FINISHED IT LIKE THREE MONTHS AGO AND I WAS SOBBING FOR YEARS

[hesagoodluke]

No Forgiveness

There was no denying that you were very much in love with Luke. You fell in love with him the minute you had met him and there was an instant connection. You had been happily engaged for a year and a half now, but then this had happened. It was all over social media, that he had been out in LA with some girl that you had never seen before; you were accustomed to the rumors but this was very different - the pictures shown had him all over her. You figured maybe it was the other way around, that she was really all over him and dismissed the idea. And then you saw him in a magazine two weeks later with the same girl, the same thing happening. And this continued for three more months. You were sick of it. Sick of the constant lies from Luke, the continuous cover ups he gave for it. No matter how much you loved him and how much you cared for him, you couldn’t let this happen anymore. You had to stop it. 

Coincidentally, Luke wasn’t even home, but then again, neither were you - you were at your parents’ house for the holidays and Luke was supposed to be there with you. He was supposed to arrive the day after you and you were to supposed to meet him at the airport and give him the biggest hug your small body compared to him could give you. You weren’t supposed to be in a huge crying mess, on the floor surrounded in your sadness. 

You waited over the phone for Michael to pick up, knowing that he would listen to you. The line rang and rang and rang, until finally there was a quiet laugh and a “hullo, it’s your mum?” that made you smile through your tears.

You tried to hold yourself together as you explained to him how Luke had been ignoring you as he was in LA and he hadn’t flown into town yet, and how you were sick with his childish behavior and how you were practically ready to drop his ass and be done with him. 

“Is that really how feel? Damn, I didn’t know he was acting like such a little bitch to you… Want me to go beat some sense into him before you talk to him?” Michael asked you in a serious tone.

“No. I have to be the one to tell him, if he’ll listen to me,” you sighed. “Do you think if I said all that to him he’d explode or something?”

“No no, I think you’re right. You deserve to tell him how you feel and he doesn’t get to toss you around like some fucking play toy,” Michael declared.

You were relieved that Michael understood where you were coming from, and you thanked him over and over before hanging up and taking a deep breath for calling Luke. Your hand shook as you held the phone to your face and you were having trouble steading your breath - you had written down on your notepad bulletpoints and possible things he might say back to you in hopes you will forgive him. You did not want to give the luxury of forgiveness, not this time. You had to do this.

And then the line picked up.

“Hello, this is Luke, what’s up?”

(so I hope ya’ll liked this? it’s a bit different than what I would usually do and it’s sadder than I thought, but overall i hope you liked it! Maybe possible part two? let me know babes!) 

[defcliff0rd]

true happiness is logging onto tumblr and seeing that @lovehandledluke has posted new best friend mikey writing rip me

[canihave5sos]

AND BLURB NIGHT STARTS!!

Vampire/werewolf/witch themed. Dont forget to post your own!

[canihave5sos]

Blurb night!

Taylor and I are doing blurb night at 8PM EST. We’re doing Nerdy!5SOS because honestly that’s my weakness. So send either of us blurbs or ideas or any comments in our asks and we’ll also be writing our own. :-)

[defcliff0rd]

best friend!michael would be so clingy. he’d constantly be sending you memes and off-guard pictures of luke and captioning them with stupid things. and then he’d have an entire photo album of just pictures of you and most of them were gross and you didn’t even realize he had them until he sent you one with something stupid like “booty had me like” or “when your best friend doesn’t respond to your texts” but buried in those pictures he’d have decent photos of you that you were unaware of. and he’d come over late at night when he couldn’t sleep and you’d have given him a key so he didn’t even have to knock and you only realized he was there when he crawled into your bed and snuggled up against you, mumbling “shh, it’s okay. it’s just me, go back to sleep” and you relaxed at the sound of his voice instantly, falling back asleep in the warmth of his arms.