#michaelblurb

[vipclifford]

Hey! I just read a bunch of your stuff and you're so good 🥺🥺 I was wondering if you could do one where Cal/Mike is nervous to meet your friends who are really protective of you :P soft angsty fluff?? Thank you~

thank you very much!! i’m going to do michael because i haven’t written anything for him and that’s just rude of me. hope you enjoy this!

it wasn’t a big deal, michael knew this, and yet he was shitting himself. his hand felt clammy against your palm and his shirt suddenly felt too tight and his heart was racing. michael’s mind mind was clouded with ‘what ifs’ as you led him to the foreign apartment. your relationship was still new, only a few days after your first month as a couple, and michael knew he had to meet your friends eventually. you had met his friends the week prior and everything was completely fine, as he expected. but this time michael didnt know these people, this time michael couldn’t predict the outcome. he didn’t want the blossoming joy he felt by your side to end. not yet.

“this is it,” you grinned at him upon reaching the door, brows only furrowing when you noticed his tense demeanour. “you alright?”

“honestly? i’m shitting myself,” he admitted with a nervous chuckle, hand letting go of yours to wipe his palm against his thigh. you laughed quietly as you pulled him away from the closed door by the wrist, as though that would give you more privacy.

“you’ve got no reason to be. we’re just going to be sitting there, listening to music, drinking a little probably. just like we did with your friends. it’s totally chill,” you reassured, a comforting hand on his arm.

“i know that,” he shrugged, looking away from your eyes, “but i’m still really nervous. you’ve told me about them before, about how protective they are of you, and about how they’re not afraid to voice their opinions. i don’t want them to not like me. i don’t want them to hate me and tell you that because you’re obviously going to listen to your friends and then you’re going to dump me. and i don’t want you to dump me because i really like you and you make me feel so happy and excited whenever i even think about you and i don’t want it to stop,” he rambled, cheeks tinted pink by the time he reached the end of his rant.

“look at me, baby,” you murmured with a bright smile, hands lacing with his clammy ones. it took him a few seconds before he looked at you reluctantly, timid under your gaze. “none of that’s going to happen because you’re a great guy and they’re going to love you. we’re not going to break up, unless you break up with me.” michael was quick to shake his head at your last statement, giving your hands a quick squeeze. “okay then, it’s sorted. we’re not breaking up and you’re going to be fine.”

michael smiled softly, leaning in to give you a sweet kiss. his nerves still hadn’t settled despite your reassuring words. he knows they won’t die down until he faces his fears, but all he cared about in this moment were your lips against his.

“okay. let’s fucking do it.”

[thesmuttty]

Your absence - A.I

One day I stopped thinking about how your lips felt on mine. And one day I stopped thinking about how your fingers used to trace my hips. And one day I stopped thinking about how your eyes crinkled when you laughed. I stopped thinking of how you smelled after a show, or how you engulfed me in a sweaty hug that left me equally as rancid as you. I stopped thinking of how you always laughed at my stupid jokes, or how we would stay up to watch the sunset in its full glory.

I guess one day I stopped thinking of you, but it wasn’t as easy as I say it is. It took weeks for me to realize you weren’t calling my name in the empty halls of my apartment. It took weeks for me to stop writing about you on every paper I put pencil to. It took weeks for me to stop seeing you, everywhere, in everything. It took weeks for me to not want to call you when I got drunk, or sober. It took weeks for all the sad songs to just be about random boys and not you.

It took months for me to not smile at a joke I remember you telling me on one of our late night adventures. It took months of mental preparation, to finally delete your number. It took months to stop thinking that, instead of a one night stand, it was you waking up next to me. It took months for my friends to not give me pity glances or ‘how are you holding up, hun?’s every time I saw them. It took months for me to finally clean my apartment, because I was scared if I did, your smell would no longer linger.

It took a year for the sting of the name Ashton to finally fade.

But,

One day I realized that playing the piano alone is actually really peaceful. One day I realized that drinking coffee alone isn’t as sad as it seems. And that going on adventures by yourself makes the sights and occurrences more personal. And there are always more people to meet and make memories with.

It took weeks for me to find that eating alone is a perfect time to think over your upcoming projects.  

It took months for me to understand that being alone, isn’t as bad as I once thought it was.

See, your absence taught me how to live without you,  

time away taught me to find peace in being alone.

[br0kenpieces-malum-blog]

michael clifford | au

imagine: you're admiring michael's pale face while he's sleeping and you suddenly bite his cheeks so he wake up and went to the kitchen to grab a fork and he chase you and stab you and u die

[theworldisfullofcolors]

Michael blurb

No but if you were on your period and hurting and begged your boyfriend Michael to go out and buy you tampons he’d straight-out refuse because he’d be embarassed checking them out, afraid that the woman at the cach register would give him a super weird look, but you insisted so he ended up buying them but complained a bunch later and insisted you owed him...

[lavendersets-blog]

internetfriend!michael

okay okAY OKAY. imagine being internet friends with michael. you started talking when michael came across your account from one of your posts that someone reblogged onto his dash so he was stalking your account for a good 20 minutes before he decided to message you. the both of you got along sO well and had a lot of things in commen. you'd send each other ugly snapchats and would skype for hours everyday. you'd send each other cute good morning and good night messages like 'good night babe I hope you sleep well, one more day closer until the day we can meet!! ily y/n and you make me v happy and I hope we do get to meet one day. I hope you had a good sleep doll :D'. you both had a great interest in all time low and would fangirl and fanboy over skype about how they were coming to your city and michael was super happy for you cause you were finally getting to see your loves. but you being a sneaky little shit got two tickets AND a plane ticket for michael so he could come with you. you would tell him over skype and he would literally start sobbing and screaming and fanboy and it would be the most adorable thing ever. you'd both countdown the days until all time low but also the days until you get to meet and would message each other everyday like 'hey weirdo it's 74 days until I get to see my 5 favourite guys!!'. the day would finally come and you would be so excited and would be pacing up and down your room waiting for the text to go and pick michael up from the airport and when you finally got that text you would start crying at the fact you were minutes away from meeting your best friend. you'd get to the airport and you would see him straight away due to his brightly coloured hair, you'd run over to him and jump onto his back and cover his eyes and whisper 'guess who?' and he'd like freeze and be like 'oh my god' and you'd get off his back and he'd turn around to face you and you'd both just start crying before michael pulls you into a tight hug. at the all time low concert he would let you sit on his shoulders so you were able to see and you'd both be rocking out to your favourite band having the time of your lives. when you both got back to your house you were both extremely tired so you went to get changed into your pyjamas but michael stopped you and insisted that you wore one of his shirts as he said that 'you'll look cute in my shirts. I mean, not that you don't look cute already you do, just a lil more cute'. so you'd change into his shirt and he'd think you look so damn adorable and he'd literally grab you by the waist and pull you down onto the bed and cuddle you and he would whisper 'I'm so glad we finally got to meet doll. sleep well babe.' and you'd slowly fall asleep in your best friends arms. I'M SUCH A MESS WHAT DID I JUST DO

[lavendersets-blog]

boyfriend!michael

boyfriend!michael would be so damn adorable. He’d always be asking for cuddles and he’d give you the tightest and most warm hugs ever. When you’re cuddling, maybe watching a film in bed, he’d always play with your hair and maybe even attempt to do a plait but fail and end up sighing and restarting it. In public if he ever saw someone checking you out he’d always be sure to wrap his arm around your waist, pull you close to his side and plant a little kiss on the top of your head and then throw a glare to the person who was previously checking you out. If he was awake before you he’d always attempt to make you breakfast but, you’d wake up to the smell of burning and see that he had burnt the toast so you both decided to get a McDonalds breakfast instead. If you couldn’t sleep you’d talk about random things, or maybe about who loved who more or maybe just about life, while he’d trace patterns on your hip aND NOW I’M CRYING. I WANT A MICHAEL CLIFFORD.

[michael-clifford-imagines]

Silent Treatment (Michael Blurb)

imagine badboy!michael getting worried because you told him you wouldn't utter a single word to him for the rest of the day because of a stupid prank he pulled on you. At fourth period math he would poke you and you'd ignore him. When it was time to go home, he pulled you by your arm and pushed you against your locker. "Don't do this to me. You're just so fucking adorable, I couldn't help it." He'd say while kissing you softly on the neck and nibbling your ear afterwards. "Forgive me?" He'd ask and omfg michael is so fucking perfect it hurts

[messkidluke]

having michael as best friend would be like the best thing ever cause you could call him at 4am when u suddenly woke up and he'd come over and hang out w/ u on your bed and u'd watch sailor moon together and michael would be like 'hey lets order pizza' and u'd be like 'michael its 4am, dont think someone would bring it' and he'd shrug and lay his head on your boobs bc he always says they are cuddly pillows, but u wouldnt care cause his hair is so soft, but then while youre playing w/ his hair u'd notice lil snores and see that lil bby mikey was asleep, so u'd try to push him away so he could lie on the pillow but he'd just mumble 'no let me sleep on your boobies' and u'd just roll your eyes and turn the tv off, to get some sleep w/ ur best friends whos sleeping on your boobs. lol rip michael girls