#luke is singing Calum's part

[ghost-of-you]

Instead of debating who is singing the chorus of flatline we should discuss who's doing the low harmonies in the first verse of caramel.

#i need to know #i need michael to sit his pretty little ass on his chair #pull his little producer stuff #and talk me through the whole process #ALL OF IT #writing recording #deciding who's singing what? #cuz like #in the making of 5sos5 during the ooh i love this guitat #luke is singing Calum's part #so like #i need to knooooow #i need to know all the decisions #i'm rambling

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older - CL16

pairings: charles leclerc x male!singer!reader (fc: luke hemmings)

summary: singer yn ln releases a love song with his boyfriend, and the public are not prepared for who it is about

authors note: this has been on my mind for SO LONG. i honestly dont like how many fics ive been doing on the same people (charles, lando etc) but whenever i go to start a new one on my list for someone else i think of something that i have to do😭 also in this reader is not a part of 5sos but close friends with the 3, wfttwtaf is readers album and older is exclusivly the readers song

authors note 2: i wanted to quickly clarify i am NOT speculating that charles or luke are gay/queer and this is not my intentions. luke obviously sings older and i find it easier to visualise it this way, while the reader in this is male, this could also be read as gn!reader. this is FICTION please do not tkae this as me speculating anything

authors note 3: i didnt really know what i was doing with this so its kind of all over the place and very rushed :/ but then again when arent my smau all over the place?? also can you tell i hate writing comments by the way i just dont😭

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we started this song together back in 2020 and picked it back up at the end of 2022

'Older' was originally a voice memo of a 50’s-style love song that we wrote together, then forgot about. when thinking of concepts for my debut album i stumbled across the memo and fell in love with it all over again, but i put it aside yet again as to me, it deserved more than the album

the song has changed a lot from the original voice memo, but the meaning has stayed the same throughout. despite all the beauty, the ups and downs of a long-term relationship over many years, there’s inevitably going to be the worst moment of your love because one of you is going to lose each other

capturing those feelings in a song was tricky but ultimately we wrote from the heart and i think it shows in the song itself

this has always been a song between us, so having him play on this song was very importnt to me and im glad he said yes

older is now yours

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im very pleased to announce a very special one off show at the Royal Albert Hall in London this November 18th. I will be playing a bunch of tracks from my debut album and may be joined to play some others aswell! Tickets on sale this monday at 10 am BST. Lots of love always, yn x

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thank you for an incredible night at the royal albert hall

looking back at the best night of my life, i need to thank each and every one of you who allowed this dream to come true, i will never be able to thank you guys enough

performing in my dream venue, with my favorite people in the world was something i never thought was possible and yet here i am, writing this still on my high from last night

thank you to my friends; michael, ashton and calum who took the time to come to london and perform their songs with me, thank you for always loving me and agreeing to my crazy ideas

to my team and everyone who worked to make this night as special as it could be, thank you. thank you for making my htoughts a reality and making this night as wonderful as possible

thank you to the staff who worked throughout the show to make sure everyone was safe, well and looked after. you truly do not get as much credit as you deserve and i apreciate the hard work you put in to keep everyone happy

thank you to those who joined me, i wish each and every one of you who wanted to could have been there. thank you for singing along and listening to me pour my heart and soul into my music

thank you for letting me do this x

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user55: not the pcd hitting already☹️

user1: and im supposed to pretend i didnt see yn and 5sos perform os/co??

user89: CHARLES?? YN IS DATING CHARLES??

user91: AND HE CAME ON STAGE?? AND THEY PERFORMED OLDER??

user50: i cant believe i saw this all happen live

user47: THANK YOU TO WHOEVER WAS RUNING THE GRAINY LIVESTREAM I OWE YOU MY LIFE🧎🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️

ashtonirwin: thank you for everything yn. youre a real life angel

user16: NO CHARLES MENTION??

user9: BESTIE HE HAS A WHOLE POST

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after having time to process this show, I feel so overcome with gratefulness. my music means so much to me and seeing so many people resonate with it in a live space was so special for me.

charlie, my life would literally fall apart without you and this would have never happened without you giving me the confidence to do so, i hold so much love and admiration for you

thank you for joining me on such a special night and performing our song with me, thank you for sticking with me through it all and thank you for allowing me to share this part of my life with you

i sometimes wonder where i would be if i didnt find you, if i wasnt blessed with your love. i try to think about the times before you, before us, but both feel impossible to do after feeling your love

life with you is so special and i promise to always cherish and love you

merci de m'avoir laissé vieillir avec toi, merci de m'avoir laissé t'adorer, merci de m'avoir choisi (thank you for letting me get old with you, thank you for letting me adore you, thank you for choosing me)

yn x

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charles_leclerc: mon ange, je t'aimerai toujours (my angel, I will always love you)

charles_leclerc: je suis tellement privilégiée d'être celle que tu aimes🤍🤍 (I'm so privileged to be the one you love)

yourusername: vieillir avec toi ne semble pas si effrayant🖤🖤 (growing old with you doesn't seem so scary)

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[souperbloom]

hey, i had an idea for a fic where reader is part of the band and is dating ashton. she originally wrote 'english love affair' and it gets chosen on the dice while on tour, and ash gets jealous about her performing it coz she wrote it about someone else so he gets moody - mostly angsty, but kinda smutty towards the end?

the face i made when i first read this, omg. friend, you are a GENUIS. YES.

enjoy, you little genius. <3

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my english love affair [A.I.]

🎲 boyfriend!ash x bandmate!reader

after rolling the dice and performing a song about a girl you used to see, Ashton gets jealous over the fact that he’s not the one you’re singing about.

a/n: the boys have nicknamed you ‘peanut’. no reason, just thought it was cute and have been dying to use it :3

CONTENT WARNINGS: angst, tension, angry Ash, ref. to past hookups, strong language, ref. to weed, teasing (sexually & literally).

WORDCOUNT: ~3.9k

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"Thank you, London! Goodnight!"

You watch with wide eyes as your frontman, Luke, blows kisses into the arena, at fans that had been reaching out to the stage since the moment the curtain fell.

A rush of adrenaline washes over you, faced with yet another insanely energetic crowd that had poured nothing less than their hearts out to you.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," You mouth out to them, your hands clasped over your chest in pure adoration.

Above all the screaming, a thunderous drum rollout plays you off; the familiar, rhythmic tapping sounding off like sirens in your head.

It extends for a few minutes longer than normal, as your bandmates throw gifts into the crowd.

You can’t help but look behind you at the drum kit, something you always find yourself doing no matter when or why. For your lover is the one behind those tubs; the one providing you with one of the most wicked bow outs of the century.

Your eyes quickly find the flurry of sweaty curls and drumsticks, anticipating his cymbal crashes as you’d learned them like the back of your hand.

As he destroys the final beats, his eyes glance up to you; a frantic, rage-fueled expression adorning his face with the final cracks at his cymbals.

The crowd grows louder, catching your attention— you take your eyes off of him for a moment, as the rest of the boys start to huddle around you.

"You fuckin’ killed it tonight, Peanut." A broad hand grips your shoulder, Michael ducking down to whisper in your ear beyond your ear piece.

"You too, Mikey."

Another hand wraps your back, Luke coming up to your side to give you a gentle squeeze.

As moments pass by, you and the rest of your bandmates get in order for the final bow. With Michael on your right and Luke on your left, you lean forward to watch Calum join the line.

Your brows then furrow when you notice a certain somebody taking a few extra minutes to toss his drumsticks into the crowd.

"What’s up with him?" Luke leans into the side of your face, gesturing towards your boyfriend with his eyes.

All you could do is shrug, before plastering a smile on your face and speaking through your teeth.

"Who the fuck knows."

Ashton seemed off, to say the least. You weren’t quite sure where his head was at since the second Luke sent that damn dice into the crowd. But the most you could do in this moment was grin, filled with overwhelming happiness at the reception of this incredible crowd.

"He’s coming," Luke mumbles, before switching whatever monotone face he had on into a smile.

"Finally."

You watch as Ashton joins the line, trying to sneak a glance at him over Luke and Calum’s bodies.

But he doesn’t even look up. His lips were painted into a straight line as Calum bends down to initiate your bow out.

You thought to yourself, as your bodies bent down to face the floor:

Whatever the fuck’s gotten into him better have a damn good explanation.

After the final bow to close another sold out show, you and the rest of the boys had made your way offstage.

Being the only girl in the band had its perks— you got your very own dressing room 90% of the time, one decked out with all of your favorite fixings and beverages.

But the best perk of all, was that the afterparties always happened in the boys’ room.

"What a fuckin’ show!" Calum pumps his fist triumphantly, as he is the first to lead you all into the room. He jumps up, smacking the top of the doorframe with his palms and letting out a hoot.

The rest of you funnel in, filled to the brim with adrenaline and post-show excitement.

"God, I know— The energy… fuckin’ electric, man…" Michael still seems in awe of it all, with unkempt pink locks that had been disturbed by him tossing off snapback.

"I feel like I could run a goddamn mile," Luke blurts, jogging in place.

You and Ashton are the last two to enter the room, Ashton still having barely spoken a word to you, or anyone else, since in your fifteen minutes of being off stage.

"You guys want anything to drink?" Calum asks, while Michael and Luke make their way to the couch.

"I’ll take a coke," you shrug, trying to ignore the elephant in the room that just so happens to be your brooding boyfriend.

"Really, Peanut? After a show like that, you’re settling for a can of coke? How about we put some Jack in that bitch and call it even?" Michael looks at you with teasing eyes as you wait for Ashton to find his seat.

Post-show parties and conversations were a ritual for you as a band— each of you needing your own times in the spotlight to debrief, and let off steam.

These gatherings you shared were like a perfectly thought-out routine. Mike and Luke sit down on their couch, Cal grabs the refreshments, and you make your way to your assigned seat on Ashton’s lap. Sometimes, Ashton would roll up a spliff for the four of you to share, especially if the show was one like tonight’s.

But Ashton lingering on his phone in the doorframe was never part of this routine. You didn’t like it one bit.

Michael, Calum, and Luke begin to talk amongst themselves, leaving you standing and watching your beau with worried eyes. His knuckles were practically going white as he anxiously ticked, mindlessly clawing at the pocket of his dress pants.

A snapping sound grabs your attention from across the room.

"Hey, lovebirds— the fuck’s up with you guys?" Luke quizzes, his brow quirked as Calum hands him a can of spiked seltzer.

You shake your head, "Fuck if I know."

Your words make Ashton’s head snap up from his phone; sending a bothered glance in your direction. But you just ignore it. You didn’t want to risk ruining a perfect night over some trivial bullshit.

"Well? Gonna’ take a seat, Ash? That chair’s got you and Y/N’s names all over it."

You stifle a giggle at Michael’s reference to you and Ashton’s routine, your eyes bouncing back and forth between your pink haired friend and your unamused boyfriend.

"C’mon baby, sit down," you coo, walking over to the brown leather arm chair that has been deemed your throne, "Let off some steam."

Ashton lets out a huff, causing the general chatter of the room to grow quiet. The rest of you watch in solace as Ashton shoves his phone in pocket, and walks towards you.

He brushes past your shoulder coldly, before sitting down with a loud sigh.

"Dude. What’s going on with you?— Lighten the hell up."

Calum’s jab only earns a nasty look from Ashton, but you just remain still, standing above him while he leans back comfortably in his arm chair.

There’s an awkward silence surrounding you all, before Ashton’s fingers start rhythmically tapping on his thigh.

"Well? I’m sitting," he says dryly, the first words he’d spoken in a while, "Happy now?"

Luke and Michael toss each other a look, before Calum walks over to you with your drink.

"I’d be happier if you put a smile on that face," Calum says, leaning down to be parallel with Ashton’s steely expression. You try your hardest to remain stern, putting your poker face on lockdown.

As much as you hated to see your boyfriend so solemn and serious, you found it a bit amusing.

Ashton was one of the least serious people you had ever come across, which is one of the reasons why you worked so well as a couple.

He’d tell jokes, you’d laugh, then fire one right back at him. It was just one of those indescribable instances that made the two of you perfect for each other.

But seeing him so stone-cold, so inexpressible, you were sure it was some sort of joke.

You test your luck, shuffling between his legs and fluttering down into his lap. Usually, his hands would instantly grab ahold of your waist, before chatting up a storm. But instead of that, his hands completely dodged your body, folding them into his lap with his elbow resting on your thigh.

"Should I play music? Not gonna lie, I fuckin’ hate the vibes in this room right now…" Michael breaks the tense, ongoing silence.

"Oooh, can you play some Zeppelin?" Luke requests.

"Queue up some ‘Sabbath while you’re at it," says Calum.

As the other boys bicker about what songs to play, you’re left staring down at your lover. His blank expression had yet to dwindle, and you were certain that if you had stood in front of him, he’d be able to shoot daggers into your back with his stare alone.

"What’s the matter, baby? Cat got your tongue?" You ask the question quietly, ducking down into his ear. Your hand travels up to toy with the baby curls that sat at the nape of his neck, which he normally goes crazy for.

But even with you asking, he didn’t move a muscle.

"Okay," you shrug, helpless, "fine. Don’t say anything then."

A pinprick tugs at your heartstrings upon Ashton’s refusal to speak. But you try to push that worrisome feeling down with the rest of your intrusive thoughts, hoping to focus solely on having a good time.

Dazed and Confused by Led Zeppelin starts to roll through the speakers behind the ambiance of conversation, with Calum and Luke now aiming the discussion towards the show.

"Can we just talk about how Luke’s fly was down the entire time? Like, from curtain fall—"

"Fuck you mate," Luke defends, the heated little argument grabbing your attention, "I swear I pulled it up! Must’ve fallen down— ‘er something…"

"It’s true, I saw him do it," You interject, raising your drink in the air.

"Okay, but how did it manage to fall down by the second song of the set? That’s gotta be a record or something… is anybody keeping track?"

Michael practically spits out his drink at Calum’s observation.

"Oh, ha ha, veeery funny. Let’s all laugh at the amount of times Luke has gone out on stage with his fly down… I swear, it’s like Peanut is the only one who actually gives a shit about me." Luke leans back into the couch, looking down at his fly before taking a sip of his own drink.

"Speakin’ of Peanut… dude, what the actual fuck was that?!" Michael shoots up from his seat excitedly, his eyes going glossy at you.

"What was what?" you ask.

"English Love Affair? You haven’t performed it in a while. Not like the way you did tonight, at least. How’d it fuckin’ feel?"

"Singin’ about your mistress in her hometown must’ve been a real culture shock, huh." Calum mumbles.

You can’t help but laugh, "It wasn’t that extraordinary… But, I’ll admit, it’s a damn good song. I did write it for that reason—"

"Don’t be so humble, Y/N." Luke jokes.

As you and the rest of the band go back and forth, you notice Ashton’s leg out of the corner of your eye. It had started feverishly bobbing up and down, with him still not speaking a word throughout this entire conversation.

"The crowd was eating it up, too— you were like a fuckin’ machine out there."

Your cheeks flush pink at Michael’s compliment, "You don’t mean that."

"Oh, but I do. God, I can’t even describe it… When you sing that song it’s like you get possessed ‘er some shit."

Calum snorts, "Yeah, possessed by some good pussy."

That comment seemed to be the straw that broke the camel’s back, for Ashton is suddenly shooting upward in his seat, sending you flying with him.

Your head whips to face him, his cheeks glowing red hot. He only utters four words, before guiding you off of his lap and standing up himself.

"I need a fuckin’ smoke."

The lot of you watch in shock as Ashton angrily barrels out of the room, slamming open the door and making it hit the wall with a loud crash. You all jump, before passing each other confused, worried glances.

"What— what the fuck was that?"

You let out an angry huff, pinching the bridge of your nose between your fingers. Luke only chuckles, before tossing his hands in the air.

"Well, Y/N— looks like it’s time for you to do your thing. Go tame that raging bull."

Your eyes land at least once on all of the boys, each of them giving you a ‘you probably should go out there and get him’ type of look.

"Why does it always have to be me?" You sigh, but Michael sucks his teeth.

"I think you already know the answer to that one, Peanut."

After the boys had shooed you out of the dressing room, you set off down the halls to look for Ashton. You checked every corner, every bathroom, every area with a chair to sit and ponder in; but the angry mess of a dirty blonde mullet and dress pants was nowhere to be found.

You contemplated giving up after circling the same hallway for a third time, your legs feeling like wet noodles as you trudged along the dimly lit corridors—

But you then felt your shoulders relax when you noticed a rock propping open the outside door.

"Ashton?" You call out, pushing the steel-clad door just enough for you to pop your head outside.

And sure enough, there he was.

"Ash," you say again, a bit louder this time, stepping over the rock timidly and snaking your way through the gap.

He was leaned against a lamppost that lit up the parking lot, with tense shoulders and his brow furrowed. He stared off into the abyss, taking a pull from his joint.

You felt as though you were walking on eggshells, trying your hardest not to go into panic mode and start screaming your own head off.

Or, apologizing profusely for something that you may or may not have done.

"Baby?" you try your hand at sweetly grabbing his attention, one last time.

"What?"

"Are you alright?"

"I’m fine."

He ashes his joint, before taking another pull, the veins in his neck practically popping through his skin. You take a step closer, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Are you sure?"

He blows out smoke through the side of his lips, "Yes."

"Don’t lie to me. You’ve been acting like such a brat all night," You warn him, finding the stern, coldness in your voice, similar to the one he’s been firing off at you and the guys since he stepped off stage.

There’s a brief moment of tension in the air, lingering lowly above your head. You hold your breath for a moment, before Ashton is tapping his joint with his eyes glued to his shoes.

He hadn’t looked up at you. At least, not yet.

"If you don’t want me acting like a brat, then don’t call me a fucking liar." He mumbles to the ground, an angry baritone rumbling through his voice.

"I didn’t call you a liar. I just said, don’t lie…" you drop your hands to your side, taking another step towards him.

"…Now tell me what’s wrong with you before I smack that joint right out of your fuckin’ hand."

Your threat brings Ashton to lock eyes with you. You’re finally able to get a good look at the angry crimson hue that surrounded him; with shaky pupils and a bead of sweat rolling down his forehead.

"You really wanna know what’s wrong with me, Peanut?" He mocks the endearing nickname like poison rolling off of his tongue.

"Well, I—" You stutter, taken aback by his serious tone. He then chuckles dryly, lifting the joint and resting his hand on his chin.

"You really have no idea, do you?"

"Obviously not, asshole." You hated to sound so brash, but you were still residually upset by his ignorance.

He takes a moment to collect his thoughts. Only to say the stupidest thing you had ever heard in your life.

"You think I enjoyed watching you parade around onstage tonight— all smiley and giggly— singing about some girl you fucked one time? A time so memorable that you went off and wrote a goddamn rock ballad about?!"

Your eyes widen in dismay.

The rumors were true, you thought, Ashton had finally lost it.

"Oh my god— you’re joking… You’re joking, aren’t you?" Your face melts into pure, sadistic amusement. But Ashton’s face hadn’t faltered.

"Do I look like I’m joking?" He ask the question seriously.

"You cannot be serious, Ash. You’re telling me that you’ve been moping around all night because of a fucking song I wrote eight years ago?! Meanwhile you were the one who suggested putting it on the fuckin’ dice!"

He finally finishes his joint, flicking the roach to the ground and stomping it out with the toe of his boot.

"If I had known you’d perform it like she was actually there on that stage fucking you, I probably wouldn’t have suggested it at all."

A shaky chuckle flies past your lips. "God, you are such a baby! I cannot believe that you’d stomp around and make such a fuss over this! You’re really serious right now, Ash? Like, really?"

"As serious as a goddamn heart attack, Y/N."

The only emotion you could process at the moment was anger. You were completely baffled by his behavior, unable to muster up even a sentence that would aid in your argument.

"…What’s mine is mine, baby. It’s as simple as that. Can’t blame me for gettin’ a little jealous sometimes." His tone of voice had softened, significantly.

Knowing him well enough by now, after almost four years together, you had a feeling he wouldn’t be able to hold a grudge.

And, of course, you were right. As always.

"Ash, it’s been eight years. You’re gonna have to get over it eventually."

"Well— what if I don’t want to get over it?" He blurts, still stern.

Before you reply, you step even closer to him. Close enough to feel the sizzling hot anger radiating off of the both of your bodies and creating a spark between them.

You hated when he was angry. He hated when you were angry.

But something about that anger made your stomach twist in knots. In the best possible way.

You decided to test your luck. To push his buttons. Get under his skin, a bit.

"Then I’d say you’re being a brat. A whiny, fucking brat."

Ashton chuckles, rather dryly, before lifting himself from his slouched position resting on the lamppost. He towers over you, straightening his posture to show off his much larger frame.

"Takes one to know one, sweetheart."

You could sense the obvious switch in dynamic of this situation. Now clouded with sexual frustration, as opposed to just the regular kind of frustration.

You cross your arms over your chest, swallowing back the newly formed lump in your throat. "You don’t scare me, y’know."

All he does is shrug.

"Don’t think I need to scare ya’ to make you scream. Thought we’ve been over this."

That comment only riled you up more, but you tried to hide it beneath a playful glare, "Is that a threat, Ashton?"

"No no no, baby— not at all…"

He shakes his head, slight sarcasm falling over his tone before he’s snaking his arms around your waist, digging the tips of his fingers into your back.

"…It’s a fuckin’ promise."

The speed in which his lips found yours seemed almost impossible. From the way he had gone from blatantly ignoring your existence, to feeling you up like you were the last thing he’d ever touch.

"You’re mine. Y’know that, right?" He presses you against his torso, clasping his broad hands at the small of your back.

"Mmmmhmm," You sigh into his kiss, as he roughly sinks his teeth into your bottom lip.

He then takes one of your thighs in a handful, lifting it up to rest it gently on his hip.

In the midst of the commotion, you realize that you were still dressed completely in your stage clothes. Clad in an oversized, striped sweater that was stolen right from Michael’s closet, and a short black tennis skirt.

You were fully aware of just how short your skirt was. And to be totally honest with yourself, you loved wearing it.

You loved the way it floated around you as you danced, the way it complimented your platform boots and knee high socks…

But you also loved the absolute chokehold it had on your boyfriend.

You catch your breath as Ashton pulls away from your heated kiss; only for a moment. To admire you, as his hand slowly snakes its’ way up your skirt to grip your bare asscheek.

"This ass," he grunts, digging his fingers into your flesh, "is mine."

"Mhm." You nod again. Affirmative. Your bottom lip was still trapped between your teeth with helpless, puppy dog eyes.

"This face?" He removes his other hand from your back to cup your cheek, "This gorgeous gorgeous face? Is mine. All fuckin’ mine. Ya’ hear me?"

You nod at him, trying to ignore his hand creeping towards the hemline of your panties.

"Need ‘ya to use those words, beautiful. Like the ones you used to write your song, yeah?"

One thing about Ashton was that he never failed to piss you off— but he was also damn good at turning you on.

"…Wanna hear one last bit of your poetry before the only word you’re able to say is my fuckin’ name."

"Ash—" You go to speak, but your mouth clamps shut as he traces your inner thigh with his fingertips.

"Go ahead, Y/N, tell me. Tell me who’s really ‘all you ever think about.’"

His head dips down to your neck to leave a trail of wet kisses, all the way to the base of your collarbone. Your hand finds his hair, tugging at the roots gently with each gentle kiss.

"You. You’re all I ever think about… All I’ve ever wanted—"

Your breath hitches as his teeth bite into your skin, his hand finding its way back to the outside of your thigh to anchor your body against him.

"—All I’ve ever needed."

In a swift motion, Ashton is dropping your leg from his hip, bringing you to teeter on your shaky legs and look at him with desperate eyes.

His head pops up from your neck, pupils wavering and twinkling with lust.

And suddenly, your mind is clouded. All of the things you’ve ever needed in a person was right at your fingertips. Any syllable of a song lyric, any chorus of every single song you’ve ever written.

It was him.

"You wanna’ write songs about getting fucked ‘till you can’t speak, sweetheart?"

At this point, you were too needy to care about whatever words flew past your lips. "Yes, Ashton. Please—"

His eyes darken, a sultry smile climbing across his cheeks for the first time all night.

"Allow me to provide you with some inspiration, then."

In a second, he’s lifting you up by the back of your legs, tossing your body effortlessly over his shoulder. You let out a laugh, slapping his back, his arms, anything you could get your hands on.

"Hey! What the fuck—"

Your ass is fully exposed to the parking lot around you, as Ashton begins to walk. You couldn’t see much, but the most you knew was the direction of your shared tour bus.

He leans his head over to you, whispering a little something in your ear that sent chills down your spine.

"You wanna make music with me, baby? I’ll give you somethin’ to fuckin’ write about…"

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#5sos fanfic #ashton irwin #5sos #ashton irwin fanfic #ashton irwin smut #ashton 5sos #soupster requests #angst #hehehe i love this prompt

[edge-oftheworld]

the thing that gets me about not in the same way is that the bridge is meant to be in the partner's point of view but it doesn't sound like it. it just sounds like more luke, one person's story and frustration in their relationship. and in some ways it makes sense because he's kinda telling the whole story of the concept album but for him to also sing the partner's point of view? that doesn't make sense to me. he's no the only singer on this album--why not swap out the bridge for someone else just to yk. tell it like it's actually the partner's perspective.

but who? calum sings wildflower, they could've had him sing it and it sound like wildflower is that perspective too (which doesn't really make sense imo). but thinking back to 2019 when this was recorded, the nitsw bridge does have some really high notes and a lot of vocal gymnastics clearly designed to show off luke's voice. and i'm not sure calum then would be confident with that. i don't really think michael would be either; it's not really his style. ashton would be though. it would make for a different sound for sure but he also enunciates better and his voice sounds more distinctly different to luke's than calum does, and i could see that working.

but part of me really wants to hear it done by sierra. i can see how that early in the relationship they weren't ready to feature her like they did in older. but when you think about her vocals, this is exactly her style and having a contrasting voice you don't hear in the harmonies anywhere else in the album makes sense as it's the only time we get the other perspective. and then they could harmonise and stuff and go a bit wild with the notes and octaves in the last chorus; imo it does get a bit repetitive and so i can see that really giving it that extra touch to take it from a good song to the kind of banger that you actually focus on and pause the album to take in; perfect for its position in the album after best years and before lover of mine (which ashton has said functions like an interlude).

anyway. it's done and dusted, never say never about a remix i guess but these are just my thoughts. all i can do for now is try and satisfy this idea the best i can in my orchestral arrangement, and look forward to close enough to feel you or promises, whichever is the one sierra is featured on

#5sos #5 seconds of summer #calm #luke hemmings #ashton irwin #calum hood #michael clifford #sierra deaton #silver arranges calm #nitsw #not in the same way

[grxcisxhy-wp]

𝖼.𝗁. | 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗇

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pairing ; calum hood x bi!5sos!reader (MAIN), mention of previous harry styles x bi!5sos!reader, mention of unrequited/pining ashton irwin x bi!5sos!reader

summary ; Prequel ish headcannon of bi!5sos!reader based on this blurb

warnings ! my humor (so bad)

word count ; ~700

a/n ; guys, this is probably so bad, but bare with me. also, so sorry to anyone who is straight, but being bi is going to be part of the story later

I’m forcing you to be Australian, deal with it

When you were younger (about 11 years old) you moved into Calum’s neighborhood right across the street from him

And you know, puberty be hitting hard, so this man instantly gets a crush (cause you’re beautiful duh) and befriends you

But of course, he doesn’t say anything (for another few years)

You guys are each other’s closest friends, and you end up being each other’s first kiss (a classic)

The two of you will just play music together on the weekends or after Cal’s soccer practice

You play piano and guitar (and sing but we’ll get into that later)

The two of you meet Luke and Michael when you go into high school and you guys form the beginnings of 5sos

Luke and Michael quickly begin to feel like brothers to you

Then Michael Facebook messages Ashton

When you meet Ashton, you are a complete MESS

Like stuttering like an idiot because his humor just tugs at your heart strings and you’re crushing HARD

You tell Calum about it, obliviously hurting his feelings

poor fetus Calum :’(

but he still supports you

eventually your puppy love with ash goes away and you meet someone

someone that’s a GiRl (yes, you’re bi curious and we’re living for it)

you’re all confused that you feel this way about a girl and questioning your sexuality (as most do in high school)

nothing happens with the girl (nothing ever does… I’m not crying you are)

but you do confide in Calum that you find girls attractive

poor Calum is thinking you're gay, but you reassure him that you do still in fact find guys attractive too

Calum is super supportive and eventually convinces you to tell the rest of your band mates

they’re all supportive too

someone definitely makes a joke like “I don’t blame you. Girls are hot”

would probably be ash or Mikey

we love a good coming out story

anywayyyyy

you and the boys are making youtube covers and becoming quite popular

then the one direction tours

you practically melt when you meet Zayn and Harry (at least I would)

during the tours your management and 1d’s management decide to do a pr stunt with you and harry of a will they won’t they situation

ngl you and harry did hook up a few times after you turned 18 (sorry to those of you who do not like harry styles, which should be none of you)

calum is pretty much over his crush on you by the time the first album comes out (at least that’s what he says)

fans of the band kind of speculate that you might be bi when you sing lyrics like “you’re like the perfect mixture of megan fox and katy p” (greenlight underrated bop imo)

ofc the question comes up in interviews but you and the boys dodge ‘em like ninjas

you came out to the world on your terms during sounds live feels live tour

and this is frat 5sos era so just like them you’re pulling the ladies AND the gentlemen

you’re more discreet abt it tho cause we know how the media be about women who have multiple partners (the media is disgusting)

then there’s the hiatus

during this time, you get back to writing pieces with piano aka you’re the genius behind ghost of you and lie to me’s piano melody

during the writing process of youngblood is also when you and calum start becoming more than friends

you write why won’t you love me about him cause you’re oblivious that he likes you too

you show a demo of wwylm to luke (who is almost as close to you as calum now) and he convinces you to play it for the rest of band and put it on the album

this leads to feelings being confessed and you and calum end up together

you and calum date for about a year and a half before the unfortunate when will you be back blurb comes into play

and then you’re a mess, which is where I’ll be starting this series(??)

so yeah, lmk what moments you want to see like interviews and just relationship things and I’ll do my best to write them well

#grxcisxhy's writing #5 seconds of summer #calum hood #5sos #5sos x reader #calum hood x reader #calum hood x y/n #luke hemmings #michael clifford #ashton irwin #harry styles #calum hood headcannon #calum hood angst #calum hood smut #calum hood imagine

[lashton-is-my-drug]

5SOS5 (Deluxe version) track by track overview

Who I have gathered each song is primarily written by/whose story.

As of May 8, 2023 (can always change of course where I’m still unsure in a few places, I remark where).

"Complete Mess" - Luke brought the romantic “you make me complete” chorus, Ash and Cal went and wrote the verses. So basically Luke and Ash, it’s their story together. Ash has the pic of Luke wearing the associated shirt on his phone, ready to show people.

"Easy for You to Say" - Ash wrote the topline (aka lyrics). Which is cool because that’s who I suspected the first time I heard it on their tour. It sounds like his writing. It’s about wanting to settle down in Australia.

"Bad Omens" - possibly Ash wrote, he’s also replied about it on twitter to a fan saying it’s about letting go of people in your life (he also gave the director idea for the music video), I have suspicions though that its about Michael and Calum’s relationship because of hints in the music video. The main character is wearing an earring like Michael. Reference to brown eyes (Crystal’s are blue, Cal’s are brown)

"Me Myself & I" - has a Michael feel to it but I’m not 100% on this one. Being selfish and self sabotaging and excessive lying.

"Take My Hand" (Joshua Tree version) - Luke credited as sole writer, it’s about his own transformational experience.

"Carousel" - Ash, no one talks about lyrics that passionately unless they write them (see the Making of Carousel video), also pay attention to how Luke and Ash are towards each other. “Epic voice” heart eyes ❤️, “epic song”, then Luke singing like Nickelback (shared fave band of theirs).

"Older" (featuring Sierra Deaton) - Luke and Sierra wrote the start of a take on 50’s love songs, then after Luke jokingly sent a voice note to Michael, he pushed them to finish it. Stunt song, but they shaded it for music video. Ash dances with a BLONDE curly haired lady as his partner. At end of video only see the back of a female with Luke for a few seconds. Should’ve been Luke and Ash duet.

"Haze" - not sure, Ash said it took the longest time to write. The part where Luke and Ash are singing to each other about when they’re together don’t have to play pretend. “And when you pick me up, now I don't have to play pretend, And I am human once again”

"You Don't Go To Parties" - Ash, wanting someone who isn’t right there. Reference to 5 years, it’s possible when they finally locked it down since they moved in together (2017) 5 years from when this song was released. Then, there’s the blue sapphire ring (5 year anniversary) that showed up on Ash’s hand where he had been wearing the matching with Luke black onyx ring, on 5sos5 listening party day. Can also have a theme relating to sobriety changing how you relate with partying.

“Blender” - seems to be Calum?

"Caramel" - Luke and Ash written, with John Feldmann for production, Cal for bassline. Lashton love song dealing with how life has gotten more complicated “it used to be easy” but they've been in love so long "It's been a while since you and I have been where we started, I don't want to let it fade away" don’t want to give up on how they’ve felt since the beginning of falling in love “don’t like it fake, I relate, I think it’s true love”. “Love like a landslide, I kiss you Goodnight”, Saying at the end of the day, I still love you. Possibly connected with Fleetwood Mac “Landslide”, sonically the guitar strumming is similar. Ash is a big fan of FM. Landslide about Nicks’ romance with bandmate Buckingham.

“Best Friends” - the whole group, written late in the album making process about their own friendship and to give fans a camaraderie song.

“Bleach” - written with Sarah Aarons, was originally a jingle pitch for Clorox. I'm unsure if to connect this with anything or what to connect it with. Sometimes, a song is a song.

“Red Line” - Ash being melancholy, The Red Line was the train the boys took while living in London, to their songwriting sessions (and whatever else in the area they needed to get to).

“Moodswings” - All 4 have credit. Response to Luke’s “Slipping Away”? Seems to parallel in concept to that song a bit. My suspicion is the lyrics are written by Ash and Luke, Cal for the bassline and/or helping with cohesive lyrics, then Michael for production.

“Flatline” - Ashton wrote, when asked what it was about during the youtube live, Luke slid the laptop towards Ash to answer. I think Ash wrote it for himself about Luke (with a dark twist to it like he did with Complete Mess).

“Emotions” - Michael?, During Ash ig live, right after the line  "I don't wanna think about it, Maybe that's why I'm always high”, Ash said “it’s about me”. Possibility it’s not written by Michael, it was just Michael who sang it because he sounded the best. The guys have said they choose who sings certain parts by who sounds the best at it.

“Bloodhound” - not sure. Too much coincidence with Ash solo album song titled “Greyhound”. So could be Ash.

“TEARS!” - Ash, of course. “Diamond tears”. Is it a coincidence Luke has a song called “Diamonds” on WFTTWTAW? Doesn’t feel “alive” and is “crying”. Why such torment? Depression/sadness and how alone it can make you feel.

#5sos #5 seconds of summer #ashton irwin #ashton 5sos #luke hemmings #luke 5sos #michael clifford #michael 5sos #calum hood #calum 5sos #lashton #lashton hemwin #ashton fletcher irwin #luke robert hemmings #luke and ashton #5sos5 #songwriting #closeted songwriting #closeting #malum #lashton is real #lgbt #lgbt 🏳️‍🌈 #gay #lgbtq

[starvinginbelair]

your reblog on my sideblog post was just <3 <3 please tell me your fave part of the artist friendly episode!

hi !!!!!! i get so few asks these days so every time i get an ask i'm like for ME?????? 😊😊😊😊

i haven't listened to the artist friendly episode in full for a while but there are SO many little moments i adore from it. i really love hearing ashton talk about his artistic process as a whole, because i find he's so unbearably passionate about it, in a very sincere way. i always get this sense of authenticity from him that i feel doesn't really come across often with many other artists!

my first favourite part is obviously when he talks about his writing relationship with luke. of course, we know they write hit songs together (and like they are hit songs), but the fact that he describes it as a safe zone for him is so sweet. like it's very clear they're comfortable with one another, and hearing how deep their connection is, was just very nice. ashton's also talked about before how he "writes songs he thinks luke needs to hear" sometimes so, that's also incoherent screaming inducing cause wow their relationship is just so so so special.

second fave part was when ashton was talking about calum and their musical relationship! i think it's so heartbreakingly beautiful that he feels like he and calum are connected on a soul level, with their music. as a former band and choir kid, i feel like it's so so underrated how making music together and performing it just bonds you like no other, and there really is a language made between bandmates. it's also special with 5sos in particular because they are one of the only bands that sort of came up in their "scene" that pretty much equally share writing and singing duties. when they get into that "groove zone" or however ash described it, it feels different from other bands because it's like oh! this is all music that we created from start to finish together, and isn't that just beautiful

finally, i really love ashton's take on just being in the industry, as a growing artists and as a drummer in general. especially with more of an optimistic look upon it. he's said in interviews for superbloom, that before 2020, there was a really long time where he thought that his role as a drummer in the band was suffocating. something along the lines of "i'm going to sit behind this drum kit and drum until i die and that's all i'll really be". but now, he really views the band as a vessel of creativity and that it is open and flexible to his ideas and own projects. and it feels like he's adopted more of a role as a guiding force in the band, and a creative, and i just think that sort of growth is amazing !

thank you for the wonderful ask and yk if you want to chat about this stuff i would be so open 🥰

#ask #ashton irwin #then of course there's the celebrity rpf side of it #which idk if you're into but there's like a whole little narrative thread on the 'liz was my math teacher' thing #something something one single thread of gold tied me to you #which is also a fave part :)

[5sosfanfictioncatalogue]

Luke/Ashton (3) Masterlist

part one, part two

A Ticket to Another World (ao3) - lovealways1990 M, 29k

Summary: When a car crash erases Luke’s memories, he wakes up in the year 2014. Only problem..his last memory - testing a new drummer for the band’s first gig - is from 2011. Now, he’s forced to rely on second-hand accounts and flashbacks to retrieve his memories. Not to mention the new drummer Ashton is making everything incredibly unsettling.

Butterfly (ao3) - merlypops luke/ashton, michael/calum M, 29k

Summary:Luke is depressed and Ashton makes him feel loved (and maybe Luke returns the favour too).

Casual Affair (ao3) - bitchnluke luke/ashton, michael/calum E, 19k

Summary: Ashton is a nerd and a wallflower in a big school full of high schoolers that hate him. Luke Hemmings is a classic jock who fucks anything he sees or talks to, but knows nothing about Ashton’s little school boy crush. What happens when they cross paths one night?

crawling back to you (ao3) - whereshiphappens (xiiis16) E, 7k

Summary: It’s been going on for months, this dance between them that they try to hide from everybody else. It’s like it’s this dirty little thing that needs to be kept in the night. Their dirty little secret they should feel ashamed of – that’s how Ashton acts, anyway.

Height (ao3) - iCheeseYou (EHkook) M, 12k

Summary: “I may be shorter than you, but I most certainly do not bottom.”

Hold my hand and kiss my cheek darling (the world is watching us) (ao3) - Abbypd G, 23k

Summary:

“But why do I need a fake boyfriend to come out?” Ashton asked, glaring at his manager – a woman in her forties who usually knew exactly what she was talking about. This time, the young singer wasn’t too sure. “Because why else would you have waited for two whole years to come out? With a boyfriend you can just tell them you didn’t know you were into guys until you met him. It will be romantic and everybody will love it.”

Or Luke and Ashton are both idiots who are too scared to admit that their kisses aren’t just for the cameras.

if we make it through december (ao3) - allsassnoclass (brightblackholes) T, 28k

Summary: “I didn’t tell them,” he blurts. Ashton falls silent on the other end of the line. “My family. I didn’t tell them about the breakup. And I know that I should’ve and I swear I will, but Gram asked about you today and it’s probably her last Christmas with us and you know how much she loves you. I couldn’t do it. It’d break her heart, and I can’t do that to her. Not right now. So if you– I mean. What I’m trying to say is that you’re still invited to Christmas, if you want. You don’t have to, I can make an excuse for you, and I swear I’ll tell them after the holidays, but I thought maybe… maybe you’d want to see them one last time.”

let me love you - @sup3rbloom (haveufoundwhaturlookingfor) T, 10k

Summary: Luke Hemmings is a rockstar with a troubled past. He's struggling with an alcohol addiction and a career that's going downhill, but Calum isn't giving up on him. Calum suggests Luke a fake boyfriend to help keep the bad press away. That's where Ashton comes in, Ashton who is an embodiment of sunshine. Luke's hesitant due to his failed past relationships, but he agrees, because he knows this is what he needs to save his career.

Maelstrom (ao3) - merlypops luke/ashton, michael/calum, mali/harry E, 225k

Summary: Ashton is struggling, Luke is hiding, and Michael and Calum just want to make things work. (And maybe Ashton and Luke fall in love too. Maybe.)

me and you just singing our song (ao3) - rory_the_dragon luke/ashton E, 6k

Summary: Luke's come a long way from the kid he used to be.

He doesn’t know if anyone else has noticed, but Luke feels the difference.

And as soon as Ashton Irwin walks into Michael’s garage, Luke suddenly feels fifteen and blushing all over again.

(Or: the one with the very first band practice)

Mixology (ao3) - dafeedil E, 23k

Summary: In which Michael is reeling from a recent breakup, Calum has just flunked a semester of university, Luke has never taken a risk in his life, and Ashton has taken too many.

One night, four boys, one Los Angeles bar. A recipe for…well, quite possibly, not disaster.

(or, they all meet at a bar and fall hopelessly in love for the night. Only, it’s actually a lot more than that.)

New Romantics (ao3) - Honeyedlashton E, 7k

Summary: A Lashton story where a stressed out Ashton finds a real date on Grindr. And when he meets Luke the two proceed to live the night to the fullest...

Popstar (ao3) - L4sht0n luke/ashton, michael/calum T, 54k (WIP)

Summary: Luke didn't need a fake boyfriend. He had some problems, every celebrity had some problems. Drug, sex and alcohol was Luke's getaway, but there was nothing wrong with it. A bit problematic yes, but he did nothing wrong. Luke was losing fans because of his bad behaviour, and he was kind of an asshole. Luke could admit this. But he didn't need a fake boyfriend. He didn't need Ashton Irwin to play his fake boyfriend and clean up his mess. If Luke's management wanted to clean up Luke so badly they should just hire a cleaning lady. Luke didn't need a fake boyfriend, didn't want it. Then why did the fake relationship feel so real?

Retrouvailles - @ashtcnirwin (elivigar) luke/ashton E, 36k

Summary: Luke screws his eyes shut against the hot sting that flares up in his eyes.

There’s fresh beard burn on his chin and lips, and his fiancé, who he hasn’t spoken to since last night, is clean shaven.

A story about countless small pebbles stacking up to form seemingly impenetrable and unclimbable walls, and the consequences of taking a loved one for granted.

Scene 14 - @daydadahlias (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) luke/ashton, michael/crystal, roy/calum, kaykay/sierra E, 128k

Summary: It's one of the first lessons you learn. There’s a difference between performing and acting.

Actors are intellectuals; they’re poets with their expression and the way their voices hit the air. Performers, by comparison, are children, ignorant and too bright for their own good. No one wants to admit to being only a performer. If you’re anyone worth anything, you want to be an actor.

And Luke is not an actor, but Ashton is.

Or, the one where Luke hates Ashton but has to pretend to be in love with him for five months for his acting final except for the fact that maybe he isn't pretending anymore.

Shots (ao3) - im_just_a_sucker_for_bromance luke/ashton E, 4k

Summary: Luke always loved teasing Ashton and that was what he had in mind but what he did not know was that Ashton was going to turn the situation around. The drummer had already planned on a little something and was only waiting for the right time to execute his plan. In the end, Luke got more shots than he had expected. It started with shots and ended with shots.

something's telling me you're the one (ao3) - rocketshiptospace T, 9k

Summary: Luke opens his locker and a paper falls out, fluttering to the floor and landing in front of Luke’s feet.

He quirks a confused eyebrow and picks it off the floor, studying it closely. It’s a simple, hastily folded and very crumpled piece of yellow lined paper, obviously torn from a notebook.

On it, written in a slightly messy handwriting he doesn’t recognize, is just one simple sentence.

‘Fuck them, I think your glasses look cute.’

or, luke has a crush on ashton, who's totally out of his league and someone's leaving him little love notes in his locker.

Webcams (ao3) - gardener luke/ashton, michael/calum M, 3k

Summary: Luke Hemmings is an eighteen years old Photography major at the City College of San Francisco, who works as a camboy on the side. His now calm life changes when he walks into Ashton Irwin, who just happens to watch his cam sessions nearly always he goes online. While the elder one had no idea this guy went to the same university as he did, Luke doesn't even realize Ashton is his favorite subscriber.

we’re both showing hearts (ao3) - rory_the_dragon luke/ashton E, 17k

Summary: It’s a pair of panties.

Ashton has to work very hard to pretend that he doesn’t see the pinkness of Luke’s cheeks for the rest of the show, doesn’t see the small furtive looks Luke keeps shooting him, the way Luke keeps dicking about with this pair of pink panties, always in his hands as he runs about the stage, but he does. He might have to pretend for the cameras and the thousands of people around them but he sees all of it.

(Or: the lingerie fic)

Wildest Dreams (ao3) - no_clue_who E, 16k

Summary: “Come with me? Two weeks away from the city and the noise,” Ashton said, “Just us for two weeks far away from everything.”

“What?”

“Come on, some fun time away.” Ashton says, grabbing his keys, “We can just have some fun.”

Some fun to Ashton probably means fucking for hours on end, eating food for days and not thinking about their responsibilities past waking up and eating. Luke knows its dumb to agree to this, doing mildy domestic with Ashton is always going to end with him hurt. Luke knows he dumb to agree but at the same time what does he have to lose?

#5sosfanfictioncatalogue #5sos fanfic #masterlists #lashton #luke hemmings #ashton irwin #lashton masterlist

[allsassnoclass]

(oh, your love is) sunlight

Pairing: Luke Hemmings/Calum Hood Rating: teen Key Tags: Alternate Universe - Vampires, Vampire Calum, early mornings, bittersweet Word Count: around 1,315 Read on AO3

Summary:

That might be what Calum misses most about being alive. Sure, he misses the taste of real food, not the concoction he gets from Luke's store, and he misses the feeling of knowing his body was keeping him alive, of breath moving through his lungs and blood pumping in his veins, but when he dreams about being human, he dreams of the sun.

Perhaps that's why he's so drawn to Luke.

Set in the same universe as my vampire Michael fics, although it can be read as a standalone.

At 7:53 in the morning, Luke is still asleep.

The old clock Luke found at a garage sale sits in the corner, its faint ticking the only sound in the otherwise quiet room.  Everything is cloaked in the shadows of the early morning despite the summer sun high in the sky outside the window, and Luke’s fluffy comforter is rumpled and twisted, leaving Luke half uncovered, the smooth slope of his shoulders and pale skin of his neck on display.

Calum watches the steady rise and fall of his chest as he breathes, an unconscious function that he doesn't have to think about the way that Calum does.  A stray curl that fell across his face during the night flutters with each gentle exhale from his parted lips, a patch of pale yellow illuminated by a sliver of sunlight streaming in through the curtain that they neglected to properly close last night.  If Calum had been cuddled close enough for the light to fall on him as well, he would've woken in pain and had to shift to prevent blistering, but Luke doesn't have that issue.  The sun is welcome on his face, a sensation that Calum doesn't have access to anymore.

Back when he was alive, Calum loved being out in the sun.  He would spend hours bathing in the golden rays, watching his skin turn a shade darker in some places and rosy-red in others, squinting to see against the brightness.  He loved the warmth that came from basking in natural light, even when he overdid it and it turned to a gentle burn, only a slight thing compared to what the sun can do to him now.

That might be what Calum misses most about being alive.  Sure, he misses the taste of real food, not the concoction he gets from Luke's store, and he misses the feeling of knowing his body was keeping him alive, of breath moving through his lungs and blood pumping in his veins, but when he dreams about being human, he dreams of the sun.

Perhaps that's why he's so drawn to Luke.

When Calum first met Luke at his shop months ago, he thought he was cute, with clear blue eyes and blond hair long enough to form ringlets at the top of his head.  Calum cracked an awkward joke, still not over his shyness even after decades of trying to work through it, and Luke's answering laugh felt like a sunbeam on his skin, so sudden and shocking that Calum forgot that he's dead for a moment.  It almost felt like he had a heart that could skip beats.

Now, months later, Calum still marvels at the way Luke is able to make him feel.  He's endearingly dorky and tries to cover it with bad jokes, but is achingly sincere about things that he truly cares about.  He’s absolutely beautiful, but gets bashful whenever Calum sings his praises, always deflecting with a joke.  He's exceptionally grumpy when he wakes up in the mornings, but loves nothing more than a good cuddle and some quality time, even though Calum’s skin is always cool to the touch.

He never thinks twice about inviting himself into Calum’s personal space, eager to lean against his shoulder when they watch movies or take his hand across the table while they eat.  Michael is the only other person who has been so comfortable getting close in the past few decades.  He’s had other partners, of course, but he’s seen the hesitancy once they fully realized what he is, the way that they would pause for a millisecond before reaching out.

He’s seen people stop thinking of him as a person and start thinking of him as a creature.

That has never been a problem with Luke.  Maybe it’s because he never knew Calum without the knowledge that he’s a vampire, or because he interacts with other supernatural beings every day at the store.  As a witch, he knows what it’s like to be different, even if he’s still human at the end of the day.

Or maybe it’s just because he’s Luke.  He’s good, in a way that Calum isn’t used to.  He embraces the world with an openness and enthusiasm that Calum has long since lost, like the world is full of endless wonders for him to discover, all of them beautiful.  It’s refreshing, like how he remembers a cool drink of water feeling on a warm, sunny day.  It makes Calum want to stay awake all night with him, as if he can re-learn how to see the world that way too if he stays close enough.

It hasn’t quite worked yet.  Despite their nights together, Calum is still a cynical old bastard, but he likes to think he’s better than he used to be.  He likes to think that he’s remembering what it was like to live.

Luke shifts, resettling again a moment later, still stuck in his dreams.  His fingers curl and relax, drawing Calum’s eyes to the delicate skin of his wrist, propped on the mattress between them.  Calum’s gaze traces the red scares on the otherwise pale skin, puncture wounds where his fangs pierced flesh.  They’re fresh, but even as they fade with the years once Calum leaves, they’ll never fully disappear.

Permanent marks on a temporary person.

Because the fact of the matter is that Luke, however wonderful, will not be with Calum forever.  They aren’t like Michael and Ashton, who get to spend infinity together, neither of them growing a day over thirty.  Luke is still so young, but in a few weeks he’ll be older than Calum was when he was turned, and then he’ll continue to age beyond that.  Michael and Calum move every few decades to keep people from getting suspicious, and while Ashton will come with them, Luke has a life here.  Even if he uproots himself the first time, eventually he’ll grow old and tired.  Eventually, he’ll die.

One day, Luke will be as far out of reach as the sunlight.

Calum carefully brushes the tips of his fingers over the scars, Luke’s pulse fluttering underneath his touch.  Calum prefers to feed from the neck usually, as is traditional, but Luke asked for the wrist.  He said that he wanted to see Calum while he did it.

He’s the only person who always wants to see Calum, in every context.  It’s terrifying, but exhilarating.  Calum doesn’t know how he’s going to let it go.

Luke hums and presses his face against his pillow.  Calum freezes his movements, but it’s too late.  Luke cracks open an eye, the bare beginnings of a smile gracing the corner of his mouth that isn’t hidden.

“Wha’r’you doin’?” he asks, tone light and syllables mushed together.  Calum smiles reflexively at the sound.  He’s in a good mood this morning, an unexpected blessing that he’s infinitely lucky to experience.

“Nothing,” he whispers back.  “Just admiring the view.”

Luke scrunches his nose.  Calum wants to reach out and boop it, but it’s right in the path of the sun, and by the time he pushes aside his hesitancy, Luke’s face has smoothed out again and he’s blinking at Calum inquisitively.

“”S there somethin’ on my face?” he asks, sunlight bisecting his features like a scar.  Calum shakes his head.  His eyes are so blue, and suddenly Calum can’t fathom a world where he doesn’t get to wake up to this sight every day.  He leans forward, rolling Luke onto his back so he can capture his lips.  Luke hums against his mouth, soft and warm underneath him, and Calum’s fangs prick at the inside of his lips.  Luke wraps his arms around him and hooks a foot behind his calf, trapping him against his body.  Calum sinks into him, never wanting to leave.

Across the back of his scalp, the strip of sunlight burns.

#my writing #cake #5sos fic #5sos fanfiction #can y'all believe. that the only 2 actual pieces of writing i've posted for 2023. are both cake. #because *i* can't believe it #anyway. don't expect more i've hit my cap for the year now unless i get inspo for their fake dating one #but please enjoy this! #i was supposed to write it for writing week. i did not finish it #writing has really not been happening at all this year and i miss it #i miss it!!!!!!!

[tinyglitterrose]

Snapchat Messages

Part 1, Lashton, boyxboy, 18+

Bottom Ashton, Top Luke

Warnings: SMUT

Ashton sort of accidently keeps sending Luke his nudes on snapchat and finally Luke has enough...and maybe Ashton didn't send those pictures so accidentally.

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One thing Luke would have never expected was a snapchat message like this from Ashton. He didn't even know the man still used snapchat, so when he got the notification that Ashton Irwin had sent him a snap at 2 am the previous night, Luke thought maybe he had found a funny filter and sent him a selfie or something.

Well, it was a picture of himself, just not what Luke would have expected.

And Luke was very much straight and happy in his open relationship with a girl called Mandy (fictional made up character) .

So, not thinking much of it, he opened the message in the morning, while he was brushing his teeth.

Two seconds later, the buzzing toothbrush dropped to the floor, toothpaste getting all over the tiles.

"What the -", Luke gasped, spluttering toothpaste on the mirror and sink in front of him, too.

That was - that was certainly Ashton, his moon tattoos were visible in the shot. But what was also visible were his... private parts. Gripped into his right hand, with the pink shiny mushroom tip poking out was his dick. His erect dick.

Luke's knuckles were starting to turn white around the edges of his phone. He had no idea why he was even reacting like this. They had all seen each other naked before and even when those pictures of Calum got leaked years ago, he hadn't reacted like this. He had laughed it off.

But he wasn't laughing right now. Was it because Ashton had sepcifically sent that picture to him? Well, obviously it wasn't meant for him, but then why had Ashton not called yet and told him to not even look at it or had he not even noticed?

It was only 8 am right now after all. Yea, that must be it.

He closed the app and the picture disappeared.

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Ashton never came up to him to say anything, he seemed clueless the whole day.

Really clueless and dumb, Luke thought, because at half past midnight that night he got another notification.

Now that was his apology text, Luke thought.

But it was another picture. And not an apology picture, if that even existed.

It was a picture of Ashton standing in front of a mirror, bare from what Luke could see.

His legs were spread, phone in one hand and the other tightly gripping his balls.

The room was almost dark, but Luke could still see everything very clearly. Too clearly, because now he had an unobstructed view to Ashton's hard member and he couldn't help himself but tap on the screen to make the picture stay longer.

Luke was so straight. But then why was his own dick twitching in his pants when he - for whatever reason and also he would never ever admit he had done it - zoomed in to get an even better view?

And Luke was not going to be dumb enough to take a screenshot because snapchat notifies people when you take a screenshot, but he caught himself wanting to screenrecord his screen so he could keep the picture. Why would he want to keep a nude selfie of Ashton on his phone?

He had no clue, but the next night, when he was laying in bed again, alone once again because Mandy liked to go out partying and only come back in the morning, he was waiting to get a snapchat notification. But it didn't come. And when he woke up in the morning, the phone lost in the tangled bed sheets, there was still nothing.

But Ashton didn't dissappoint. Luke was singing along to old 5SOS songs, Mandy leaning on his chest, while she was scrolling through her own phone. She had told Luke about the guy she had met at the bar and how they had spent the night together and Luke had only nodded, mind elsewhere.

He didn't think much of it, when his phone made a small noise, signifying a new notification, but he immediately jumped up from the couch once he had turned on the screen and saw that it was a snapchat message from his older bandmate.

Mandy gave him a confused look, to which Luke only mumbled a "Need to make a call, be right back", before he all but stumbled out of the room.

Just to be extra safe, he locked himself in the bathroom upstairs where he had opened Ashton's first message three days ago. He still couldn't believe that Ashton seemingly hadn't noticed that he was sending his nudes to the wrong person.

He gulped, looked at his own blue and anxiously flickering eyes in the mirror, then he unlocked his phone.

Here we go, Luke thought, and with a deep breath and a weird tingly feeling in his stomach opened the message.

It was Ashton. Of course. He was in his basement, where he kept all his drums, his green shimmery snare drum even in the front of the picture.

But right behind it was Ashton's body, part of his upper body clad in a blue and black striped shirt visible, as well as his legs in grey sweatpants. It was just that those sweatpants were pulled down to just below the full balls, pink dick hanging or more like standing out.

Luke gulped audibly.

What was he supposed to do?

The decision was taken from him as he was alerted with yet another message from Ashton. Now that was new. Was it finally the 'oh shit, sorry, wrong chat' message?

It was not. Instead it was a picture of Ashton now having lost his shirt and from what he could see also his pants, fully bending over the snare drum and his face being in the shot.

Ashton's hazel eyes were staring right at him mischieviously, further back part of his penis still visible and the naked curve of his bent back.

He was grinning, dimples showing and a drum stick clad between his teeth.

If Ashton ever wanted to become a nude model instead of a drummer, he would definitely be successful. This was the sexiest and somehow also prettiest picture Luke had ever seen.

"Ash", he caught himself mumbling, taking in every detail.

Why - why was his own penis starting to grow at seeing Ashton bent over his own drums? The twitching a few nights ago he was able to ignore, but right now he could actually feel blood rushing down there.

Two seconds later he knew why. Or at least he couldn't possibly deny it anymore.

Another message showed up and without thinking, Luke opened it.

A shocked "oh my god" left the blonde's lips.

There was no more dick in this picture. But there was the drumstick. Just not in between Ashton's teeth anymore, but...it was... it was in his butt. In his damn butt.

How had he even taken this picture?

Both Ashton's hands were visible, each pulling one of his butt cheeks to the side in order to expose what was inbetween.

And inbetween was Ashton's fucking asshole with the drumstick pushed into it.

"What the fuck"

"What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck", with each repetition of those words, Luke's voice got louder.

How - why - Ashton - Luke had no idea what to think, his brain wasn't functioning anymore.

Of course he knew that some people did this, hell Mandy had told him about anal sex before but he had never wanted to do it, she had a pussy after all so why would he want to put his dick where she pooped out of?

And Ashton had just sent him a close up view of where...he pooped out of. And Luke certainly wasn't as disgusted as he wanted to be.

He took a few deep and shaky breaths, then he directed his eyes to his phone again. Just to see, just because he was curious, totally.

The pink hole and the wooden drumstick shimmered like they were wet with something. It seemed to trail down the drumstick.

Luke’s breath stuttered when he avtered his focus from that drumstick and instead stared right at the pink slightly swollen and shimmery wet rim of what was Ashton Irwin’s asshole. He was fucking staring at his bandmate’s asshole right now.

Did it really feel that good to put something in there?

Whether it did or not, a sudden anger came over Luke. Because these pictures weren’t meant for him and that meant that Ashton was sending these kinds of obscene pictures to someone else. And that was dangerous.

So without further debating it, he closed snapchat, the picture disappearing like all the others before it and after a bit of fumbling around he clicked the call button next to Ashton’s name in his phone.

It rang a few times...then it was denied.

Ashton had denied the phone call and oh hell no, Luke was not having that.

Sure, he might be in a very sexy phone call with the person the pictures were actually meant to go to or even have them over at his house right now, but Luke needed to speak to him now.

When he was denied the call again, he groaned loudly, then stomped down the stairs, gave his irritated girlfriend a quick kiss goodbye and jumped into his car.

If Ashton wasn’t going to pick up the phone, he would come to his door.

Two four-minute songs later, he rang the doorbell.  And just in case Ashton wanted to ignore that as well, Luke kept his finger pressed to the button until he heard an annoyed groan through the speakers above it.

“Luke, seriously?”, Ashton sounded beyond annoyed.

And because Luke knew that Ashton could see him through the small camera, he frowned right at it with scrunched up eyebrows.

He could hear Ashton sigh through the speakers, then a long beep that signalled the door being opened.

Luke all but stomped up the stairs to Ashton’s front door, kicking off his shoes in the entrance hall with one of them kicking over a vase and while Ashton was starting to complain about that, Luke wordlessly grabbed his tattooed upper arm, fingers tightening around the black snake and pulled the other man with him to the living room.

“Luke, man, what is wro-“

Luke interrupted him by forcefully pushing, almost throwing, him onto his own couch. Ashton released a whimper when he landed but Luke barely registered it.

“Do you know”, he started angrily, crowding over Ashton, “how fucking dangerous what you’re doing is?”

Ashton only stared at him with wide eyes.

“Oh, come on”, Luke scoffed in return, “You can’t seriously not have noticed that you were sending your shit to the wrong person”

Now a grin formed on Ashton’s face. “Oh, no, I’ve noticed.”, he said.

Luke really wanted to smack that stupid grin off his face.

“Is that all you have to say to this? ‘Oh, no, I’ve noticed?’”, Luke was fuming, “Your tattoos are all over it, you fucker, this could ruin you!”

Ashton blinked in surprise at such swear words leaving Luke’s mouth, but didn’t say anything else.

So Luke kept ranting: “You can’t send pictures like this to people, Ashton! Did your stupid dumbass brain forget what happened to Calum a few years ago? How they published his pictures? Do you want that to happen to you?”

He stopped when he looked back into Ashton’s eyes.

The hazel eyes were big now, looking up at him from under dark eyelashes and looking like a lost puppy.

“But you- “, his voice seemed like a whisper compared to Luke’s loud one before, “but you wouldn’t- “

“Of course not me, Ash, but the other person, huh? Have you even thought about that? They can see your tattoos in it and – would you stop looking at me like that… what?”

Luke groaned in annoyance as Ashton’s eyes only seemed to have gotten bigger, making the lost puppy look even more prominent.

“I haven’t – “, he bit his lip, a blush spreading on his cheeks, “they were only for you”

Luke’s face displayed pure horror at Ashton’s mumbled words. Only for him? No! No, he refused to believe that Ashton would take pictures like this only – Luke wasn’t even gay for god’s sake and Ashton knew that!

“Oh yeah?”, he bent down to make his eyes the same height as Ashton’s, “And the first one? Was that only for me, you didn’t mean to send it to someone else?”

The guilty look that flashed on the drummer’s face told Luke that he was right.

“But only at the beginning”, Ashton’s big eyes were almost pleading now and Luke had never seen his friend like this, “Only the first two. I haven’t sent them anything else since!”

Luke seemed unfazed.

“Were your tattoos in it?”, his voice was cold, or at least he wanted it to sound cold.

Ashton averted his gaze for a moment, but before Luke could start with any more accusations, he rushed out: “But I blocked them! I really don’t send them pictures anymore!”

Luke continued to stare into the other’s eyes for a few moments, as if trying to figure out whether he was lying, then he stood upright again, grumbled out a “Good” with clenched fists and turned to leave.

Before he could even leave the living room, though, Ashton’s voice stopped him. “Wait”

Luke rolled his eyes and turned around, raising an eyebrow at the other man.

Ashton didn’t look like a puppy anymore, he looked unhappy, well possibly an unhappy and pissed off puppy.

“You’re just gonna leave? You tell me I’m good and then you leave?”

Luke’s other eyebrow rose to the same height as the already raised one.

“If you don’t actually think I’m good then don’t tell me I’m good.”

Okay, Luke was beyond confused. What did he even mean by that?

“If I’m not good – “, Ashton reached next to him to retrieve a drumstick that he then offered to Luke in his open palm, “Do you think I’m not good?”

“I – what?”, Luke was confused and concerned at the same time, “Ash, you know you’re a good drummer, why would you ask that – “

“No!”, Luke jumped a little at the shrill sound, “not – you have to hit me if you think I’m not good.”

And he reached out his palm with the drumstick more to Luke, nodding towards it.

“Hit you?”, Luke vehemently shook his head, “Ash, I would never hit you.”

“Right”, he tilted his head, “And you would never like my nudes, would you?”

Luke’s eyes widened in panic for a moment, before he quickly shook his head.

“Why did you look at them then?”, Ashton was clearly mocking him now.

And Luke wasn’t entirely sure if he had interpreted things correctly, but he didn’t want to let himself be mocked like this, so he just went for it. “Thought you wanted to be good”, he said, tilting his head too and grinning to himself when he successfully made his bandmate shut up, “This isn’t very good behaviour, you know.”

“I – “

“And sending nudes to strangers isn’t very good either”

Ashton was still staring at Luke, shocked by his sudden change of behaviour and Luke was enjoying it too much, so he went another step further and took the drumstick from Ashton’s hand.

Ashton’s eyes got wider, when Luke twirled it on his fingers and said nonchalantly: “Maybe you’re right, I should hit you. You sent me your nudes without asking for my consent after all.”

“Uhm – “

“What, you just assumed that I would like them? Would want them? What do you think I did with them, get off to them? Well, guess what, I didn’t.”

He stepped in front of Ashton again, looking down at him. “Don’t you feel weird sending me your nudes? Especially that last one? You sent me a picture of your asshole, that’s pretty weird if you ask me”

Ashton visibly gulped.

“Pretty weird”, Luke repeated.

Then, without any warning, he struck the drumstick over Ashton’s cheek, his face getting turned to the side with the speed of it.

Upon seeing the red stripe now covering Ashton’s face, though, Luke immediately dropped the drumstick, kneeling down to him and apologizing profusely while carefully cupping his cheek.

“Shit, shit, sorry. I’m so sorry, Ash, I don’t know why – shit, I’m so sorry.”

Ashton grabbed Luke’s wrist and pulled it away from his face.

“I like when you treat me like this”, he admitted quietly.

“Like..?”

“Like I’m disgusting. When you berate me like this.”

“But if you – I have no experience with this.”

“Yea, I’ll tell you if it’s too much.”, Ashton giggled a little, “And I know you have no experience. If you would’ve hated my pictures I would have long apologized for them, I promise.”

So it was obvious that Luke had not not liked them?

“Okay”, Luke mindlessly let his fingers trail over Ashton’s reddened cheek, “But if you… behave…”

“Then tell me I’m a good boy”, Ashton sounded breathless, when he said it, like he really wanted to be called that. He wanted to be good for Luke, so good.

“You’re not being very good, though, Ash”, Luke said after giving it a moment of thought. He purposefully made his voice sound disappointed.

Ashton’s gaze turned to that of a sad lost puppy again.

“A good boy would have long given me a real-life view of what I got to see in the pictures.”

And alright, Luke had expected Ashton to obey, but not as fast as he did. Within seconds he had jumped off the couch, turned around, pulled his pants and underwear off, almost tripping over the pant legs, and then he was showing off his butt to his best friend.

“Funny of you to assume that that’s what I wanted to see”

Ashton moved to turn around, but Luke stopped him with a laugh and a “No, no, this is good, I’m just teasing”

He took his time to look at Ashton’s bare butt for a bit. He would have never expected to at some point in his life be basically inspecting Ashton’s ass. And to be liking it.

And wanting to see more: “That’s not what you showed me in your pictures, though”

“Uhm”, Ashton hesitated.

“Come on”, Luke said, pushing on Ashton’s back to make him bend forward more and cause the side of his face to get pressed to the cushions of the back of the couch.

“Be good”, he added and that did it for the drummer. Long freckled fingers gripped into his own flesh and slowly, still hesitantly, pulled his cheeks apart.

Luke let out a gasp once he got a clear view. “You filthy little – “, he mumbled, then remembered that Ashton enjoyed being talked to this way, so he spoke louder, “You’re so dirty, Ash. Sitting here with a sex toy shoved up your ass, while you’re talking to me and acting all shy? So dirty, so filthy.”

“It’s – it’s – “

“It’s what, Ash?”

“It’s”, he took a shaky breath and Luke saw the pink rim clenching around the purple butt plug that was peeking out of him, “It’s so you have it easier.”

Luke wasn’t really listening, distracted, one hand laying itself onto Ashton’s back again, the other slowly reaching out and one finger experimentally poking the end of the toy. “Easier for what?”, he asked absentmindedly.

“Easier – ah”, Luke had given the toy a slight push, “Easier i – in case you want to fuck me”

Luke’s mind needed a few more moments in which he was still poking the purple plastic, until it had caught up with Ashton’s words.

“You want me to – “, he stopped himself from talking, only staring at the back of Ashton’s curly haired head.

The curls bounced as he nodded his head.

“If you think I’m a, I’m a good boy then you have to gi – give me a treat”

“Oh”, Luke grinned even though the other couldn’t see that, “I have to, huh?”

Ashton nodded his head more forcefully.

“And that’s the only treat you want? A bit picky of you, don’t you think?”

Ashton turned his head around at that, rolling his eyes at Luke and said: “Obviously I don’t want Cal or Mike to- “

Luke didn’t let him finish.

“Shush”, he ordered and turned Ashton’s head around again with a tight grip on his hair.

Ashton gasped, his hole clenching around the toy again.

Luke’s eyes zeroed in on it again. Something about this was so pretty to him and he didn’t understand why. This was his friend’s asshole with a sex toy in it for god’s sake, why was he so fascinated by it? And how beautiful would it look if he could see his own dick moving in and out of it instead? Luke had always liked watching his own dick drive in and out of Mandy, but he had never – would it feel different? Tighter for sure? Or not?

“Only one way to find out”, Luke mumbled to himself, ignoring Ashton’s questioning meep and gripped the end of the purple thing to start pulling it out.

What he had not expected though, was for Ashton to start gasping and mewling the way he did. A long stream of high pitched sounds started leaving his mouth as soon as Luke started pulling.

“Feel that good, huh?”, Luke grinned as he pulled the buttplug so it was barely keeping inside Ashton.

He didn’t let the other man answer before he pushed it back in as far as it would go without losing his grip, in one quick and powerful motion.

Ashton screamed out, his knees buckling.

“Please, please”, he whimpered, when Luke didn’t move it any more.

Luke grinned wider. Something about this high pitched tone the drummer seemed to not be able to control made Luke feel so excited, he wasn’t even denying the hard on in his pants anymore.

In fact, it was starting to feel quite tight with his pants in the way.

“I - I, yes, yes – please”, Ashton whimpered desperately when he heard the zipper of the other man’s pants being pulled down. He started to turn his head, wanting to see, but Luke gripped onto his hair and pushed his face back into the cushions.

“But Lukey, please”, Ashton mumbled into them.

“You can look when I fucked you”, Luke grunted, and without warning pulled the plug out, throwing it somewhere over his shoulder, possibly a bit too enthusiastically.

But he didn’t notice the sound of it knocking something, whatever it was, over and had barely registered Ashton’s long gasp when he had pulled it out. He was too focused on the now empty hole closing around nothing and clenching repeatedly like it was searching for something to wrap itself around of.HHhheojdoej

“Damn, Ash”, Luke mumbled stunned, “You’re so – I don’t think I can go back to pussy after this”

Luke wasn’t sure if he was joking or not because this was certainly a sight to behold. Once again, he didn’t notice Ashton’s mumbling of “Then don’t”

Suddenly Luke realized “Shit, we have no lube”

He was really not willing to leave his position and this sight, but he knew there was no way that anal sex would work without lube, except maybe spit but Luke wasn’t sure if that would really be enough.

But it was definitely something he wanted to do, just not now, “Imma rim you one of these days”, he stated and received another mumbled string of pleas from Ashton’s mouth in response.

“Not now, though, just wanna fuck you now, babe”

“There’s lube behind that cushion”, Ashton almost shamefully admitted, gasping at the soft slap he received to his ass in response and the mumbled “dirty little boy”, before Luke pulled a small lube bottle from behind said cushion.

He didn’t tell Ashton what he was doing, just kept the man guessing and waiting, while he spread lube onto his fingers and already on his dick, too.

He got a little carried away when he started smearing it onto his dick, starting to stroke the length, while his gaze was focused on Ashton’s still slightly clenching hole again.

Ashton must have heard the squelching sounds of the lube moving on Luke, because he started to turn his head around again, but Luke was quick to grip onto his curls again and press his face back to the couch.

“What did I say about looking at me?”

“S-sorry”

“I think you need to be punished again, Ashy”, Luke mused.

Ashton enthusiastically pushed his ass towards Luke in response and Luke chuckled at how eager he was. He squeezed his cheeks with lube wet hands for a moment, then he let go and pushed two fingers into the other man without warning.

“Your punishment is that you’ll be coming from my fingers and when you’re still gasping from your orgasm, I’ll fuck you and make you come again, baby”

Ashton’s knees buckled, barely holding himself in the bent over standing position, as he moaned.

Luke deemed that as answer enough, finally starting to move his fingers. He scissored them to spread Ashton and changed the angle until the other man screamed into the couch, biting the leather to prevent further sounds leaving him.

“There?”, Luke asked, grinning devilishly even though Ashton couldn’t see him.

“Huh?”, he added, when he didn’t get a response and drove his fingers in harder.

Ashton mewled again, unable to get any actual words out.

Only when his knees started to buckle so much that Luke had to get a hand under his tummy to hold him up, otherwise Ashton would've collapsed into the couch, did he start crying out a string of "Luke, Luke, Luke"

Luke loved the way it sounded so helpless, like there was nothing but him in Ashton's brain. And probably, at this moment, there wasn't.

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I've been writing on this for like two weeks now, so I'm putting a cut here to post it and part 2 will be uploaded soon! ❤️

Check out my ao3 profile (also tinyglitterrose) for the whole fanfiction once I've posted it!

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[ghost-of-you]

I just came across your analyses of all the 5sos albums and can I just say: chefs kiss. amazing. from the way you approach them both musically and lyrically (are you a musician? you have a very good ear) to being able to tell who is singing which part of the harmony (when there’s more than 2 singing at once I have No Idea, and even when there’s just 2 I’m still a little hit and miss). so grateful you exist and did them!!! not only for my enjoyment purposes but also because of my crazy projects I’m about to tell you about just in case you’re interested

anyway, it started with the RAH version of teeth. I’m a classically trained violist, I’ve played in many orchestras, I looked and asked everywhere I could think of just to lay my hands on something like the score so I could maybe pull some musician friends together and play it. No avail. Then, sleep deprived and slightly manic and very unmotivated in the middle of writing my honours thesis I must’ve played that bass riff when messing around on my viola and was like ‘this isn’t even hard let me just open musescore’ and decided Luke’s voice best fit the cello and calum the viola and six hours later it was a whole orchestral piece with the riffs passing around the upper strings like the RAH version and also woodwind and brass instruments somehow and then the bass riff led me straight into thin white lies which quickly morphed into NITSW (and can I just say that bridge is the best thing ever when played by strings) and I was like, this is telling a story. That became the first movement of the concerto.

second movement had to start with the flutes playing the piano intro of lover of mine, then I borrowed ghost of you from youngblood and threw in lonely heart, all the ones in vaguely 3’s as far as timing goes went in, all satisfactorily longing (if mvmt 1 is Relationship Angst) ending on a reprise of ghost of you chorus a semitone up (I’m not even sure anymore tbh, it’s def less cohesive but pretty I think) and I tried to copy its RAH intro as an outro. By then I realised I wanted to make the third movement about self discovery that ended on red desert because the album is just SO SAD and it deserved a happy ending and I wanted to try fit as many songs from the album in as I could (no shame and kill my time didn’t fit thematically unfortunately and easier should’ve been in movement 1 but sonically it just didn’t go, at least not yet I’m open to attempting to incorporate any of those songs) so started with old me. I realised I could overlay it with best years. Weird choice I know but the chords and melody worked well enough (and I still don’t think best years has been brought to justice ngl). Then I overlaid wildflower with high which is surprisingly a combination that I love, and it worked music wise and I thought they offset each other alright?? I’m still not quite sure where I’m going with it yet. but then comes red desert and I did the RAH intro and the whole song with harmonies (does get repetitive and idk what to do with that yet) and it’s like. yay, I gave CALM a happy ending.

I guess what I’m asking is I want to do more of these for more of their albums or combination of them (like they’re genuinely so fascinating from a musical and storytelling lens I can’t get enough) and I’ve got some ideas but I want to hear if you have anything you can just hear coming after each other. like complete mess and red line or smth?? even moodswings and space between a rock and a hard place?? idk. just ideas. throw them all at me. I’ll do it and dedicate it to you

Okay, first, no, not a musician, it's just that my dad was a dj, so i grew up around a lot of sound equipment because he's very particular about sound quality and that totally developed my ear for that type of stuff and my interest for music is that much more intense because of it (i did teach myself how to play the guitar and i do sing, but, like, i don't have any real training) and I really appreciate you coming here to say these, because i have a lot of fun writing those. Also I saw your tags, don't know if you ever figured it out but the milf anthem is mrs all american lol

Second, I'm desperate to hear what you did with calm, from the description alone it feels like something impressive, I'm very interested to see how you overlayed high and wildflower because i can see it, but i can't really imagine how that would actually work sokaosksokas

And third, I actually have quite a few smaller combos i like to push together (i went through a mashup phase when i was learning how to play 5sos songs lol) but i usually go from lyrics and adjust the guitar to fit my voice, i have no idea how that could work for you, but one i always do is vapor -> lie to me -> why wont you love me -> bad omens (it used to be high at the end, but then they dropped bad omens and i liked the way that narratively bad omens closed the loop, you end up trapped in the relationship you know it's not working I like that a lot for this combo), i have a few weirder ones, that are mostly the ones that i never fully managed to make it work but i think they could, like moodswings into bleach, story of another us into close as strangers, i know you saw my post about rearranging 5sos5 to tell a story and for some reason i think you can overlay caramel and bad omens, and red line and you don't go to parties (this one i admitedlly don't really know, but i think the red line riff with the ydgtp riff could be something, just a feeling lol), there's the rhythm section mashup, tomorrow never dies -> babylon -> tears, that I think you can make something with the bass in all of them, for some reason vapor and me myself and i, talk fast -> not in the same way -> blender -> kill my time, this one i think its cool because of the 80s pop of the melodies and the progression of the story with the lyrics, lover of mine -> best years -> older -> ghost of you, again you have the narrative and i think the piano can work all of there to make this tragic love song. And this is everything i can think of right now, but i will probably think of more as soon as i hit post tho soaskookasas

But seriously, this sounds really cool, please let me know how it progresses <3

#like legit #also thank you for asking me this is fun to think about #i was asked

[wiiildflowerrr]

Sydney Morning Herald:

Sydney schoolboys 11 years on: 5 Seconds of Summer still shine at home

'From the doorstep of the Opera House, you’d be forgiven for forgetting the origins of the pop-rock band before you.

Close to a decade ago, 5 Seconds of Summer was a quartet of western Sydney high school and TAFE students who played their first show at a pub in Annandale and posted covers together on YouTube.

“We used to go to radio stations and beg them to place us,” bass guitarist Calum Hood tells the crowd. “We still do.”

5 Seconds of Summer celebrated their 11th year as a band last week, having played 75 shows as part of their world tour, which Hood says, “led us back here to Sydney”.

And while the boys are older, they still bring the youth, cheekiness and rebellion of their teenage years to the stage.

Fans instantly pick up on the opening riff of one of the band’s earliest hits, She Looks So Perfect, which sends waves of excited screams and singing through the crowd.

Other older songs including Disconnected and Amnesia are instant crowd-pleasers, the latter pulling at heartstrings and marking a high point in Hood’s vocals.

At times, there’s a lack of punctuation between songs, as pieces with similar rhythm and emotion are played in succession. The strobe lights can seem unnecessarily strong at times, but the high-intensity numbers that accompany them, such as Teeth and Youngblood, give a welcome jolt to the senses.

Dressed in a vest and tie, lead singer Luke Hemmings is the quintessential heartthrob, and most comfortable on the stage. His vocals extend well to much of the set list, but are best in the more soulful tunes including Take My Hand and Who Do You Love.

One of the band’s newest songs, Bad Omens, is a highlight of their line-up, marking a slight departure from their rock repertoire, but entrancing listeners nonetheless. In that song, and indeed the entire show, drummer Ashton Irwin nails the percussion.

Jet Black Heart is a killer number to end on (before the encore, that is) and as the sun sets, the Harbour Bridge that the boys recall taking the bus over in their younger years, looms on the horizon.

Earlier in the show, Hemmings said the band’s families were with them at the show and asked for the crowd to “make us look good”.

There was no need. Their lyrics rang out loud and clear, carried by thousands of voices, across the harbour.' X

#5sos #5 seconds of summer #calum hood #ashton irwin #luke hemmings #michael clifford #tmh sydney 1 #sydney opera house #sydney morning herald #gig review #concert review #9 december #10 december #2022 #aussie boys #australia 2022

[youbutstupid]

(Last 5sos post of the day) but…here is every 5sos song Ashton sings in where you can hear his vocals

Self Titled

Don’t Stop: (sings in the last chorus)

Good Girls: (bridge)

Everything I Didn’t Say: (sings the “this is everything I didn’t say” in each chorus)

End Up Here: (bridge)

Long Way Home: (some lines in the chorus)

English Love Affair: (bridge)

Never Be: (some lines in the chorus and the bridge)

Gotta get out: (sings the “gotta get gotta get gotta get out” towards the end choruses)

Pizza: (the entire thing but it’s not available on the final album)

Sounds Good Feels Good:

Money: (some adlibs at the beginning and sings the verse starting with “THEY wanna be…”)

She’s Kinda Hot: (bridge)

Permanent vacation: (harmonises with Michael in the first verse and Calum in the second verse)

Safety Pin: (second verse, second pre-chorus and the end where it repeats “no more waiting we can save us from falling”)

Girl Who Cried Wolf: (harmonises with Calum in the verses, echoes Luke in the post chorus and harmonises with Michael in the second half of the bridge)

Broken Home: (harmonises with Calum in the second verse)

San Francisco: (harmonises with Luke like the entire time)

Outer Space/Carry On: (does the really high harmony in the end end of the Outer Space section where they sing “the darkest night never felt so bright with you by my side”)

Youngblood:

Valentine: (sings the line “fuelling the fire until we combust” with Michael and sings the second pre-chorus and bridge with Luke)

Moving Along: (bridge)

If Walls Could Talk: (sings the “we’d fall from grace, we’re falling” part of every chorus)

Best Friend: (the entire thing but it’s not available on the final copy of the album)

CALM:

Red Desert: (the high harmony in every chorus)

Kill My Time: (harmonises with Luke in the chorus)

Thats quite literally it for this album, how aesthetic

5SOS5:

You Don’t Go To Parties: (the pre-chorus)

HAZE: (the second verse)

Caramel: (him and Luke sing all of the choruses, the second verse and the bridge)

Bloodhound: (bridge)

TEARS!: (the entire thing AND ITS ON THE FINAL ALBUM RELEASE)

Collabs:

With ONE OK ROCK: (sings the second chorus and the last post-chorus)

Covers:

No Roots: (sings throughout it all, sings the second verse alone)

Dancing With a Stranger: (sings the Latch section at the end with Luke)

Superbloom:

This is his own album so he sings the whole thing

#5sos #5 seconds of summer #sgfg #sounds good feels good #Youngblood #CALM #5sos5 #Ashton Irwin

[lukemichaelcalumashton]

Hey monse hey monse hey monse.

hey jess hey jess hey jess

domestic ash you say, here it is

ashton likes to keep plants around the house, he likes always having something to care for, he likes playing them music, naming them after his favorite musicians. he has a little notepad with detailed instructions on how to take care of each of them for when he leaves for extended periods of time, everything from how much water they need to which music is better for them. no one admires his green thumb more than michael who, on the other hand, is always killing his plants. he hands them over to ashton every time so he can bring them back to life even if michael's just gonna kill them again as soon as they're back in his care. ashton doesn't mind, he gladly takes them every time, even making michael his own little notepad of instructions because he loves how michael never stops trying and that he trusts ashton to revive his plants every time

ashton always has music playing in his house, if he's home you can bet there's gonna be a record playing or music coming from the speakers. it's something that luke used to love about living with ashton, he loved walking into their home and knowing ashton was there because he could hear music coming from somewhere in the house as well as ashton's voice singing along. even if they weren't in the same room or hanging out, luke could feel ashton's presence, know ashton's mood just by listening to the records he was playing, listen to music without having to pick anything himself. his favorite part though was walking into a room to find ashton dancing around and leaning against the wall with a fond smile until ashton noticed him and instead of stopping or being embarrassed, he would coax luke into dancing with him

ashton really loves running errands. he knows it's probably a weird thing to enjoy, he should prefer to stay home on the days they don't have anywhere to be but errands allow ashton to get out of the house, go on short drives, talk to new people. he likes it even more when he can bring calum along with him. to the grocery store, the hardware store, to walmart. they've been doing it since they lived together because even if they already spent literally all their time with each other and should probably want some time for themselves, they enjoyed heading out together even if it was just to get some milk. ashton always volunteered to go by himself so calum could relax or sleep in. even now, when calum offers to go with him ashton tells him he doesn't have to but calum always insists. he knows ashton misses the company and calum misses the domesticity of going grocery shopping with him. he also knows that, same as back then, there's always a big chance that ashton would stop for ice cream on the way back

sleepover time!

#i couldn't do domestic ash without including his boys so you get one with each #jess #ask #mornings are boring at work so if anyone wants to send some more sleepover asks you're welcome to

[5sosxqueen]

Luke

~Part 1~ , Part 2 > , Part 3 > , Part 4 >

Saying this in advance, yes, I am aware now that Nando's isn't a pizza place... 🫠

Warnings: depictions of illness, vomiting, choking, coughing

Written in 2018

Published (Wattpad) - Jan 29, 2018

Word Count: 1894

Updates are every Tuesday and Thursday

Also Available on Wattpad and AO3!!!

Part 1:

Luke's POV:

     "PIZZA!!!" Michael shouted nearly splitting everyone's eardrums in the process. We all chuckled as we walked out to the van and started singing our song Pizza.

     "Nando's does sound nice. I'm starving!" I said with a giant smile plastered on my face.

     "That it does, my brother." Ashton yelled and pounced onto my back, practically forcing me to run with him on my back to the van.

     "LETS GO!!!" Calum yelled. We piled into the van and drove to our favorite pizza place ever. The drive was relatively short, it only being 5 minutes, thankfully. "Wheeew!" He yelled as we got out of the van.

     "Hello, can we have two large pepperoni, bacon, and sausage pizzas please?" Michael bombarded the woman at the counter suddenly.

     "Of course, will that be for here or to go?" She asked kindly with a poor attempt at hiding a grin.

     "Here please." Ashton said walking slowly up to Michael, who was lifting himself up onto the counter slightly,and put his hand on his shoulder to remind him that we are in public. I rolled my eyes at his over-eagerness and the woman giggled. He is literally always like this when we get pizza.

     We talked to the woman as we waited for our pizza to come out. They were running a tad bit slow today so no one entered until after our food was ready. We sat down once we saw it coming. No sooner had it been set down we dug in. I have always loved Nando's.

     For some odd reason, I was having bit of difficulty chewing the pizza though. My jaw felt weak. When I tried to swallow it I almost couldn't. I pushed the thought to the back of my mind to be dealt with another time. I wasn't going to concern anyone and let myself worry over nothing.

     I managed to eat half of my first slice of pizza when it happened. I suddenly felt like I couldn't breathe. Of course I've choked on food before, bit this didn't feel right. I started to cough and the boys looked at me and asked if I was alright. I nodded, but I honestly wasn't too sure. Normally if I choke on food it only takes once or twice to get the food out of my wind pipe, but this time that's wasn't doing shit for me.

      "Luke, damn, you sure you're ok?" I shook my head this time. I couldn't get a single breath in through the endless coughing. Even the woman from before, ran over to us with some water in an attempt to ease this terrible feeling. The lads we're quick to pat my back, but nothing was working they could see the intense panic set in my eyes as I tried to get the pizza to dislodge from my throat. I suddenly felt sick from the constant coughing. I got up and ran out of the restaurant still hacking and choking violently. The lads followed me out and continued to smack my back, but even harder as I leant down and placed my hands on my knees to brace myself. I suddenly chocked out the little bit of food I consumed onto the pavement below my feet. I was still coughing and once again I vomited and the choking finally let up some. I was desperately trying to gather air into my lungs. I felt dizzy and light headed and I grabbed onto Michael's arm as he reach over my shoulder.

    "I'm... Really light headed." I breathed out in my now raspy voice. Michael tightened him grip on me as I began to shake some.

    "Not surprised, that last for almost 2 minutes. You good now?" I nodded slightly before my legs finally could no longer hold my weight. I tightened my grip on Michael's waist and he eased me to the ground.

     I looked down when I realised the probable reason I choked to that extent. "Guys I don't think I can swallow properly." They looked at me with lost looked etched onto their faces.

     "Why do you say that?" Ash asked me clearly both concerned and confused.

     "The whole time I was eating my throat just didn't feel right. I don't know how to explain it. I guess it felt weak...." I said as I tried to peice together the feeling. "Mmmmn, my stomach still feels kind of icky."

     "Do you still feel like you might be sick?" Michael asked slightly tightening his grip on me again.

     "Umm a bit, but I don't think I will." They all nodded and Michael grip loosened again. "I'll let you know if I do." They agreed. The woman walked back out with the water I had left on the table.

     "Here slow sips." She handed it to me and I took some sips cautiously. I could swallow the water just fine thankfully, but I didn't overdue it.

     "Thank you." I said as she walked back inside.

     I felt the water sloshing around a bit on my still nauseated tummy. "Michael help..." He helped me lean over since I was still very lightheaded and weak. I gagged and coughed a bit as the water made a reappearance. I dry heaved and nearly passed out from lack of oxygen. I started to fall forward.

     "Woah, bud, easy. Breathe Lukey boy." I leaned into him and cried. I've never felt this bad. Everyone came into a group hug.

     "I'm so sorry I ruined lunch... We were supposed to have a good time..." I was nearly screaming.

     "Luke, you didn't ruin anything. You couldn't help that. Are you ok now though." I nodded and sniffled. "Let's get you home." Ashton said as he helped Michael pick me back up and led me to the van.

Calum's POV:

     Luke had given us quite a scare at Nando's. Luke had fallen asleep on the way back to the bus. I carried him inside and laid him down on his bunk. It was getting late anyways so he needed the rest. "Guys, about what Luke said about not being able to swallow, do you think we should call Matt and talk to him?" They nodded.

     "I definitely think that would be wise." Ash explained as he got his phone out and dialed Matt's number, putting it onto speaker.

     The phone rang a couple times. "Hey Ash. Everything alright?" We don't normally call him unless somethings happened. He normally is the one calling us.

     "Not really." Michael and I both said.

     "Uh oh. What's going on guys?" Matt questioned.

     "Well he all decided to go to Nando's for dinner, no surprise there, but Luke couldn't eat the pizza properly. About half way through his first piece he started to choke on some of it, and you know how normally he is able to get anything out within a couple tries?" Michael started.

     "Yes. I don't like where this is going.... Go on." Matt grew truely worried for our blue eyed bandmate.

     "Well, he wasn't able to do so this time he spent, like, 2 full minutes coughing until he choked up what he had eaten and processed to barf up whatever was in his stomach. He told us something that really worried all of us too, being that he couldn't swallow. Poor guy was so lightheaded he almost passed out." Michael continued, with Matts worry growing immensely.

     Matt sighed. "Ok here's what I'll do. I will send a medic to stay will you guys for a while. If it happens to that extent again we will need to seek medical attention. Not being able to swallow properly is very serious."

     "That's why we figured it would be a good idea to call you. He hasn't eaten much today and he threw up, not once, but twice because of this." I stated.

     "Well I'll send a medic there and we will go from there. Keep me posted guys." Matt said before hanging up.

     True to his word, a medic showed up around 30 minutes later with a to-go bag. "Hello guys, my name is Cash. I'll be here keeping an eye out for Luke for a while. Don't worry, I will try not to be in the way." He shook all our hands, minus Luke of course. "I have a few questions though." We nodded, ready to answer anything that came our way. "So has anything like this happened before?" We shook our heads. "Was it just with eating food or was it with water or salivia as well?"

     "I believe it was just with the food." I explained.

     "Ok. What exactly happened today. Tell me why I am here." Cash stated.

     "We went out to eat today. He was able to eat about a quarter of what he had on his plate. He started to choke, but none of us fully thought anything of it. We just asked if he was ok and he nodded at first, but after a good 20 seconds of him coughing we saw him really starting to panic as he couldn't draw a breath. All of a sudden he jumped up and rushed out of the restaurant and back onto the side walk still choking. We ran out there behind him and he couldn't stop couphing and it eventually made him puke. And he got insanely lightheaded and fell. Then he tried to drink some water, which only caused him to vomit again." Ashton explained as Cash nodded as he jotted the info onto a notepad.

     "Ok. Did he say anything during this episode? Anything at all?" He asked.

      "Before getting sick the second time, he said he was having some trouble swallowing the entire time eating." I added.

     "Ok. Do you think we could vet him to try to eat something now I know he may be afraid to eat at this current moment, but I would like to see if it happens again?" We nodded and I went to go wake him.

     I gently shook him awake. "Luke buddy," he rolled over and looked at me. "Hey I know this might be this last thing you'd want to do, bit we need you to try to eat something again. Can you try for us?" He was very hesitant, but reluctantly agreed. He got out of his bunk and I saw him trying to prep his weakened throat. I could see in his eyes that he feared a repeat of earlier. I felt awful that he was going through this.

     He stepped into the main area of the bus and was instantly greeted by Cash. He had explained to Luke what was going on. cash asked one of us to make him something small to try to eat and I got up and made him a quick sand which. "Ok Luke, I want you to try to eat the whole thing, ok? Luke nodded at Cash's word and swallowed hard once again as he took the sand which in his hands.

     "Thanks Cal." He took a bite of the sand which, feeling a bit uneasy that we were all watching him. We could see him chewing way more than usual. We could already see with his first try swallowing, he had extreme difficulty, but it went down. The process repeated and he started vetting a bit more comfort. This did not last long though.....

#emeto #5sos #5 seconds of summer #luke hemmings #michael clifford #ashton irwin #calum 5sos #vomit sickfics #ashton 5sos #michael 5sos

[5sosfanfictioncatalogue]

Nerd Michael Masterlist

Claimed (wattpad) - BriannaPark michael/luke 14 parts

Summary: An adorable muke fanfic. Michael is a nerd and doesn't really have anybody, until he gets claimed by Luke Hemmings, a popular jock who has never let anyone in before. **Trigger warning: This story contains mention of rape, suicide and self harm** (Completed)

cyberbabe (wattpad) - ohitsgee michael/luke 6 parts (ongoing)

Summary: "hello, what can I do for you?"

In where, Luke found his nerdy classmates in a gay pornsite.

Dripping like Honey (ao3) - FayeHunter michael/luke E, 8k

Summary: Michael can’t seem to escape Luke and her wild ideas. She doesn’t really want to

Have Faith In This Fragile World (ao3) - SilentlyFighting michael/calum, luke/ashton N/R, 19k

Summary: Michael Clifford is well known in his school, not for being popular, far from it, he is the nerd. The goody-two-shoes hasn't had the best past but his peers do not know this and a couple of the football team decide that he is their next target. A mysterious group of boys make an appearance, saving him multiple times, and when Michael runs out of money to buy food, they even find ways to get him food.

The boys do not scare him that much but they certainly catch his attention. Michael learns the names of two of the boys but the leader is set to keep his identity a secret. But, when Michael has another run in with the football team and they use him as bait, will the boys identity reveal itself?

Music in Me (Once. in a Lifetime) - orphan_account michael/ashton, luke/calum T, 14k

Summary: Michael Clifford, punkest nerd there is (or maybe nerdiest punk), is excited for to spend the summer with his new friends, Luke Hemmings and Calum Hood, and his boyfriend of 5 months, Ashton Irwin. Using his intelligence and surprisingly good organizational skills, he becomes the head planner for all events at Lava Springs Resort, courtesy of Calum. It looks like it will be an amazing summer.

But under all the plans hides a lot of drama. Michael thinks his parents might get a divorce, his job actually sucks, and he might be losing his boyfriend and best friend to someone who was their rival just a few months ago. Will everything destruct? Or will it just be him?

Shameless (ao3) - HeartnArrow luke/ashton N/R, 38k

Summary: Luke is captain of the hockey team, one of the most popular guys in school along with calum hood, came out as gay last year. ashton is a nerd who gets straight a’s and has yet to have his first kiss at the age of 17. michael is his best friend who isn't really a nerd but has known ashton since preschool. ashton has always watched luke from afar, admiring him at the hockey games and in the hallways. he’s had a crush on him since freshman year but luke doesn't even know his name. or Luke was looking for a fuck buddy while Ashton was looking for love.

"Shut the fuck up you nerd" (ao3) - Anonymous michael/calum G, 545

Summary: Michael rants about Star Wars and Pokemon and Calum loves him.

The Boy With the Multi-Colored Hair… (wattpad) - crybabyyhowell michael/luke 22 parts

Summary: Senior year and Luke Hemmings, the bad boy unexpectedly falls in love with the school nerd. Who is he? Luke doesn't know, he knows him as "The boy with the multi-colored hair"...

Til We're Separate Hearts (Soarin' Flyin') (ao3) - orphan_account luke/calum, michael/ashton T, 18k

Summary: Luke Hemmings, bookworm and math geek, accidentally finds himself singing with some random, really attractive guy. They share a New Year’s kiss and Luke figures he’ll never see him again. Then everything changes when he starts his first day at East High.

video games (wattpad) - confidentmuke michael/luke 14 parts (ongoing)

Summary: nerd michael knows that he can't win over punk luke.

punk luke is fascinated by nerd michael.

one likes cigarettes and the other likes video games. yet they still find a way into each others worlds.

#5sosfanfictioncatalogue #5sos fanfic #5sos #5 seconds of summer #masterlists #michael clifford #nerd!michael #nerd!michael masterlist #nerdy