“So Miss Perfect, is there another Perfect out there ready for you to get home so they can talk to you about equations? Or make you beg so much you forget about being so smart?” Michael leaned into Luke's space, nearly putting her head on her shoulder. She watched Luke skin flush, "Is there someone? Or are you alone?"
She watched as Calum bit her lip and Luke’s face turned red, “That is none of your business Michael! We aren’t here to learn about my life, we’re here for Calum’s study plans. You aren’t even supposed to be here.”
or Calum is failing her classes, Michael is her girlfriend and they wanna fuck Luke.
(on ao3)
for @escapesos (and their anon)
Friends:- You have a lot of books, what's your current read?
Me:- *closing multiple ao3 tabs* ohh, I'm in a reading slump right now.
wait lets use that spotify stats page i want to know what everyone’s long term most listened to artist and track are! mine are the cure + “the river the woods” by astronautalis
i had a dream i cut michaels mullet and dyed his hair like draculaura
my toxic trait is thinking i could pull nick connor since we’re only a year apart
complaining is sooooooooo good for the soul. they dont want you to know that but i know it
Steve Harrington aka protective older brother and/or mama bear ↳ requested by anonymous + bonus
jonathan showing his support to will without forcing him to come out 🥹🫶🏾