Hey girlie, I was wondering if I could get a ship? Well I actually have two questions. MFK Jack Barakat, Michael Clifford, Gerard Way? (Ooof that's hard). And, would you rather know every language ever fluently? Or know every instrument ever? (Thts hard too damn). And for a Drabble id really like a happy ending (?) gang!au. Tysm!! Have an awesome day!! Lol I hope I didn't miss it....
Oh wow that is hard. I guess I’d bump off Gerard (I’m sorry), fuck Jack then marry Clifford. I’d rather know every language, I’m very language orientated and I’m sure I’d never shut up!
Ship: ashton | calum | luke | michael
What moment from the Hey Everybody! video you’d recreate with your ship: Luke would definitely steal the office chair and push you around the set shouting “This is my girlfriend, she’s really pretty!” at all of the crew.
You paced the floor, rubbing your palms together just togive your hands something to do. You hated not knowing where Luke was. Youhated how he’d be out the entire night only to return bathed in blood, usuallynot his own which scared you more. You didn’t know who he was hurting only thatthey’d done something to the club that needed punishing. It was a hard life, ittook its toll when your friends shunned Luke for what he did. He was officiallyemployed as a mechanic but that fooled nobody. Everybody knew what Luke did andslowly people began to walk away. Your closest friends would object buteventually even they just settled with the fact you weren’t walking away fromLuke. He was a nice guy, misled but he was a good boyfriend. It wasn’t hisfault that his family were part of the motorcycle club. The big, tough guy actwasn’t the real Luke. The real Luke was soft and gentle when he would play withyour hair while you watched TV. The real Luke sang pop songs to you while youcooked dinner. The real Luke was the one you loved and he was the reason youstuck around.
Tonight, the guys had left midway through president’s kid’sbirthday party. The women tried to distract the kids with party games andeverybody tried to ignore the prospects with their guns already drawn. Luke hadbreezed in from the meeting room, his gun already in his hands. He had kissedyour cheek softly before explaining that something had happened and they weregoing to “fix” it. You’d groaned in protest, you thought tonight of all nightsmeant you’d get a break from the worry. You had begged him to be careful towhich he’d flashed you a quick smile followed by don’t I always, babe? I’ll always come back for you then you hadwatched him run out after his brothers.
The waiting had almost driven you insane. The kids had beentaken home by worried mothers, the wives still hung around, the pregnant onesstroked their bumps and blathered about how they couldn’t decide on a theme forthe nursery to keep themselves from panicking. You tried to listen when theyspoke, nodding and disagreeing in all the right places until your eyes feltheavy with sleep.
But then the doors would rattle and they’d stream insteadily, yet Luke was always one of the first through the doors. And he’dalways say I told you I’d be backbefore pulling you into a hug.