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Spotted: 4 Australian dudes in their natural habitat.
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๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—Œ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—„๐–พ๐—‡? ๊•ฅ ๐–บ๐—Œ๐—๐—๐—ˆ๐—‡ ๐—‚๐—‹๐—๐—‚๐—‡
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Ashton Irwin x Fem!Reader Summary: Getting randomly selected as a seat filler for an award show can't be as boring as it seems. Warnings: None Word Count: 1.3k Copyright ยฉ 2023 Valentiyne. All rights reserved. This original work is not allowed to be reposted on any platform in any format.
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Confirmation Code #AI0771994
Hello Y/n!
We received your request form for the annual MTV VMA's seat filler position. Your ticket was randomly selected and we are sending this email as a confirmation of your acceptance.
We hope to see you there!
The MTV Video Music Awards is an award show to honor the best in the music video medium. Of course, I had stumbled upon the application as an ad while scrolling through Instagram- thinking nothing of it when I filled it out months ago.
When I woke up to the confirmation email this morning, I flew out of bed and began picking out an outfit- regardless if I was five hours early. I spent most of the afternoon practicing my best smiles and poses, making sure I wasn't caught on live TV with an embarrassing face.
I stumbled down the steps, constantly checking the time over and over again. It was enough to send chills down my spine- wondering who I would get the honor to sit next to. Justin Bieber? Or even Taylor Swift? A girl can only dream it's someone she adores.
"Ticket please", The man at the front asked in a husk voice, holding up his scanner toward my phone as I showed him the confirmation email instead. His eyes scan it, using his pinky finger to scroll across the email.
"Seat filler..", He scratches his chin for a moment before turning around to speak into his earpiece, leaving me to anxiously bounce between my feet. He snaps back around, pointing behind him before leaning in,
"You're going to go straight down the hall, into the auditorium and find the next open seat. Do not scream or squeal if you're placed by a huge celebrity- it's against your policy and you will be thrown out", He hands me a wristband and I slap it around my wrist, giving him a quick 'thanks' before darting down the hall.
The auditorium was filled to the brim, the loud bickering of voices filled my ears as I tried to focus my eyes at the empty seats. There were limited seats that weren't preoccupied so I found myself circling the same corner until I spotted one in the back. I scooted through peoples legs before plopping down in a vacant seat- or so I thought.
"Excuse me ma'am? You're in my seat", I snap my eyes up and give a faint smile before clutching my purse and brushing past the lady that stood before me. I looked around once more before finding another seat a few rows up.
"Excuse me, Is this seat taken?", I leaned down to ask the man who was busy talking to the brown-haired boy on his right. He averts his gaze over to me before shaking his head and grabbing his water bottle from the seat,
"No not at all, help yourself."
I give him a thankful smile before plopping down beside him, my elbow brushing his as I propped it up on the armrest.
I started at the people seated in front of me, taking numerous selfies of themselves so I awkwardly looked to the right only to be met with hazel eyes staring back at me. He was dressed in almost casual clothes, with the exception of a leather jacket and freshly polished dress shoes. His cologne smelled like it cost more than my apartment's rent and I took note of the fact he may be a celebrity I didn't know.
"Are you a seat filler?", His voice chirps up after a few moments of awkward silence of the self-challenged staring contest. His eyes glance between my eyes and my tight black dress,
"Yeah, are you?", I shift now, turning ever so slightly to the right to fully face him with my purse on my lap.
He gives me a warm smile, flashing his dimples for a mere second before nodding. The announcer, some celebrity who's name I couldn't pronounce, introduces themselves before notifying us that the show was starting. I switch my phone on silent and slide it into my dress' pocket, taking note of the hazel eyed man next to me copying my actions.
A few big named artists preform on the stage in front of me, confetti falling occasionally. I couldn't help but glance over to the boy next to me hunched over to his right with his back towards me. I blow air into my cheeks and begin bouncing my leg nervously. A tap on my arm snapped me from my train of thought and I immediate look down to see a piece of paper at the edge of my elbow.
"This is lame"
I stifle a laugh and look up at him, reaching across to snag the pen from his hand.
"You chose to be here silly"
He leans in closer to read my tiny handwriting before gently taking the pen back,
"Something like that"
He gives a crooked smile and I roll my eyes at him causing him to pass the pen back to me,
"I'm Y/n"
"Ashton"
I whisper his name in my head, trying to put his face to a name before smiling up at him.
"We should do something after this?"
Oh he's bold.
"We could ditch now" I look up hopefully, only to find him shaking his head with a frown.
"Cant" Is all he writes before stuffing the pen back into his blazer and facing his attention to the stage.
I turn my gaze back to the front, subconsciously looking at Ashton through my peripheral vision. He doesn't move an inch nor advert his eyes in my direction for a whole hour.
The announcer walks back on stage, adjusting their hair before speaking.
"As we all know, Song of the Summer is one of the biggest awards to be given out tonight-" They start, toying with the envelope in their hand. "It is voted by fans across the globe and tonight, I'm here to announce who gets the honor to take home this award"
The audience goes silent, my eyes averting back to Ashton whose jaw was now clenched and I could've sworn I saw his eyes watering.
"And the winner for Song of the Summer goes to", the announcer unfolds the tiny envelope in front of them and smiles into the crowd. It was the last award to be given out tonight, and I could see Ashton rubbing his knees with both hands.
"5 seconds of summer!"
Ashton and the men seated next to him shoot up, hands in the air as they start shouting and jumping. The bright spotlight hits my face and I cover my eyes before a rough tug on my arm sends me up from my seat. I'm pulled into a tight embrace, large arms covering my figure as I adjust my head to look up. Ashton was hugging me, jumping up in down with me in his arms.
A song begins playing over the loud speakers and he lets go of me, patting my head before handing me the slip of paper from before.
"See you soon", he shoots me a toothy grin and follows after his friends up towards the stage. I was in disbelief, one second someone is telling you their a seat filler and the next they are a rockstar in sheep's clothing. I turn my gaze to see four pieces of paper taped to the seats that were once occupied by them,
Reserved for: Michael, Luke, Calum and Ashton
I blink a few times before sitting down to read the note that Ashton had handed me.
Hi, sorry for lying. here's my number incase you still wanted to grab a bite to eat?
###-###-####
-Ash Xx
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ur camera roll if luke was ur boyfriend/boyfriend luke moodboard โฅ
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friendship : the 5sos show ๐Ÿ•ธ๏ธ ๐Ÿ’ป
best friend, conan gray // tweet, @/heatherchristie // a little life, hanya yanagihara // textpost, @/elytrians // textpost, @/lilith-of-stardust // frog and toad, arnold lobel // tweet, @/saintleeuw // best friends, 5 seconds of summer
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masterlist ;)
Smut:ย 
Ashton: Ashton x Reader
Corrupt -> here
Freedom -> here
Punishment -> here
Too Hot -> here
Youngblood -> here
Unknown (story) | masterlist
Calum: Calum x Reader
Beautiful to Me -> here
Close -> here
Cocky -> here
Coworkers -> part one | part two
Club -> part one
Kinky -> here
Office Slut -> here
Roommates -> part one
Luke: Luke x Reader
Good Enough -> here
Golden Boy -> here
No Shame -> here
Worship -> here
#96 -> here
Michael: Michael x Reader
Afterglow -> here
Twitch -> here
Threesomes:
Cake: Luke x Calum x Reader
Have It Your Way -> here
Pool Part -> here
Choked (Have It Your Way 2) -> here
Lashton: Luke x Ashton x Reader
Be a Good Girl For Us -> here
Cashton:ย Calum x Ashton x Reader
Hot Tub -> here
Malum:ย Michael x Calum
Dare or Dare -> here
Fluff/Angst:
Ashton:
model -> here
moments | https://sinning5sos.tumblr.com/post/181472576794/moments-ashton
dating Ash would include -> part one
best years | part one
Calum:
back again | part one
best friends | part one
talk to me -> here
moments | part one
dating Calum would include -> part one
Luke:
Christmas gift -> here
piano lessons -> here
dating Luke would include -> part one
ghost of you -> here
stay -> here
Michael:
angst -> here
decisions -> here
dating Michael would include -> part one
Blurbs:
Calum:
surprise
lazy Saturday morning
thanksgiving
riding him
wedding blurb
punishment
father-to-be -> here
daddy Calum + stepmom
Ashton:
sugar baby -> part one
father-to-be -> here
birthday
how he knew -> here
possessive
Luke:
netflix & chill
teasing you
travel
attention
Christmas proposal
stand still
blowjob
boyfriend
fingers
father-to-be -> here
Michael:
father-to-be -> here
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โ†ณinspired by @cruellesummer
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๊ฉœ ๐—๐–บ๐—…๐–พ๐—‡๐—๐—‚๐—’๐—‡๐–พ'๐—Œ ๐—†๐–บ๐—Œ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—…๐—‚๐—Œ๐— ๊ฉœ
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๐–ฑ๐–ค๐–ฐ๐–ด๐–ค๐–ฒ๐–ณ ๐–ก๐–ฎ๐–ท ๐–จ๐–ฒ ๐–ข๐–ด๐–ฑ๐–ฑ๐–ค๐–ญ๐–ณ๐–ซ๐–ธ: ๐–ฎ๐–ฏ๐–ค๐–ญ
๐–ข๐– ๐–ซ๐–ด๐–ฌ ๐–ง๐–ฎ๐–ฎ๐–ฃ โ˜†
๐–ฑ๐–พ๐—‡๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—“๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ ๐—‰๐—. ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ: ๐– ๐—‡๐—€๐—Œ๐—! ๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–ข๐–บ๐—…๐—Ž๐—† ๐–บ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐–บ ๐—’๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹ ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—€ ๐–บ๐–ฟ๐–ฟ๐–บ๐—‚๐—‹ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—€๐–พ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹, ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐–ป๐–พ๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐–บ๐–ป๐—…๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‰ ๐—€๐—ˆ๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐–ป๐–บ๐–ผ๐—„ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–พ๐–บ๐–ผ๐— ๐—ˆ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹.
๐–ฑ๐–พ๐—‡๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—“๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ ๐—‰๐—. ๐—๐—๐—ˆ: ๐– ๐—‡๐—€๐—Œ๐—! ๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–ข๐–บ๐—…๐—Ž๐—† ๐–บ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—‡๐—€๐—…๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐–บ ๐—๐–พ๐–ป ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—…๐—‚๐–พ๐—Œ, ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—’๐–ฟ๐—‹๐—‚๐–พ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—‡๐–ฝ๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐— ๐—๐—๐—ˆ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž'๐—๐–พ ๐–ป๐–พ๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—Œ๐—…๐–พ๐–พ๐—‰๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—‡๐–พ๐—‘๐— ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–บ๐— ๐—‡๐—‚๐—€๐—๐—.
๐–ฑ๐–พ๐—‡๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—“๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ ๐—‰๐—. ๐—๐—๐—‹๐–พ๐–พ: ๐– ๐—‡๐—€๐—Œ๐—! ๐–ณ๐—๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—‚๐—Œ๐—‡'๐— ๐–บ ๐—๐–บ๐—‰๐—‰๐—’ ๐–พ๐—‡๐–ฝ๐—‚๐—‡๐—€.
๐– ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐–ฝ๐—Œ & ๐–ง๐–พ๐–บ๐—๐—’ ๐–ฌ๐–พ๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—…๐—Œ: ๐–ฅ๐—…๐—Ž๐–ฟ๐–ฟ! ๐– ๐–ฟ๐—๐–พ๐—‹ 4 ๐—’๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹๐—Œ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐–บ๐—€๐—‹๐–พ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—‡๐—ˆ-๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—๐–บ๐–ผ๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐–บ ๐—Œ๐—‰๐–พ๐–ผ๐—‚๐–ฟ๐—‚๐–ผ ๐–ป๐–บ๐—Œ๐—Œ๐—‚๐—Œ๐—, ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐—‰๐—๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—Œ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐–บ๐—„๐–พ๐—Œ ๐–ป๐–บ๐–ผ๐—„ ๐–บ๐—…๐—… ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž'๐—๐–พ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—„๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹.
๐–ณ๐–บ๐–ป๐—…๐–พ ๐–ฒ๐–พ๐— ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐–ณ๐—๐—ˆ: ๐–ฅ๐—…๐—Ž๐–ฟ๐–ฟ! ๐–  ๐–ป๐—…๐—‚๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–ฝ๐–บ๐—๐–พ- ๐–บ ๐—†๐–บ๐—๐–ผ๐— ๐—†๐–บ๐–ฝ๐–พ ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—๐–พ๐–บ๐—๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐–บ ๐–ป๐—Ž๐—‡๐–ฝ๐—…๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐–บ๐—๐—„๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐–ฝ๐—‡๐–พ๐—Œ๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—Œ๐—‰๐—‚๐—…๐—…๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–ฝ๐—‹๐—‚๐—‡๐—„๐—Œ?
๐–ฑ๐—‚๐—€๐—๐— ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—…๐–พ๐–ฟ๐— ๐—†๐–พ: ๐– ๐—‡๐—€๐—Œ๐—! ๐—‚๐—‡๐—Œ๐—‰๐—‚๐—‹๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–ป๐—’ ๐–ฑ๐—‚๐—€๐—๐— ๐–ถ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ ๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–ซ๐–พ๐–ฟ๐— ๐–ฌ๐–พ ๐–ป๐—’ ๐–ณ.๐–ฒ
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๐–ซ๐–ด๐–ช๐–ค ๐–ง๐–ค๐–ฌ๐–ฌ๐–จ๐–ญ๐–ฆ๐–ฒ โ€
๐–ซ๐—‚๐–บ๐—‹: ๐–ฅ๐—…๐—Ž๐–ฟ๐–ฟ/๐–ง๐–บ๐—‰๐—‰๐—’ ๐–ค๐—‡๐–ฝ๐—‚๐—‡๐—€! ๐–ซ๐—Ž๐—„๐–พ ๐—€๐—ˆ๐–พ๐—Œ ๐–ฌ.๐–จ.๐–  ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–พ๐—‡๐—๐—‚๐—‹๐–พ๐—๐—’ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—…๐–พ๐—€ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹, ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—Ž๐—Œ๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐–บ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐—Œ๐—‚๐–ฝ๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐–พ๐–บ๐—‹ ๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‹ ๐—‹๐–พ๐—…๐–บ๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—Œ๐—๐—‚๐—‰.
๐–ฒ๐–พ๐—…๐–ฟ ๐–ฌ๐–บ๐–ฝ๐–พ: ๐–ฅ๐—…๐—Ž๐–ฟ๐–ฟ! ๐–ธ๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐—๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—€๐—๐— ๐—‰๐—‚๐–ผ๐—„๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐–ฟ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—Œ ๐—๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—…๐–ฝ ๐–ป๐–พ ๐–บ ๐—Œ๐—‚๐—†๐—‰๐—…๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—Œ๐—„, ๐–ป๐—Ž๐— ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐— ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐–พ๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐—’๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ.
๐– ๐—‰๐–บ๐—‹๐—๐—†๐–พ๐—‡๐— 716: ๐–ฅ๐—…๐—Ž๐–ฟ๐–ฟ! ๐–ฏ๐–บ๐—‰๐–พ๐—‹-๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡ ๐—๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐—Œ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—‡๐—Ž๐—†๐–พ๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ ๐—‡๐—ˆ๐—‚๐—Œ๐–พ ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—†๐—‰๐—…๐–บ๐—‚๐—‡๐—๐—Œ.
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๐–ฒ๐—๐—‹๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ๐–พ๐–ฝ: ๐–ฅ๐—…๐—Ž๐–ฟ๐–ฟ! ๐–ฎ๐—‡ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—๐–บ๐—’ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐–บ ๐–ง๐–บ๐—…๐—…๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ๐–พ๐—‡ ๐—‰๐–บ๐—‹๐—๐—’, ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž'๐—‹๐–พ ๐—†๐–พ๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—๐— ๐—†๐–บ๐—‡๐—’ ๐—ˆ๐–ป๐—Œ๐—๐–บ๐–ผ๐—…๐–พ๐—Œ; ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐–ฟ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐–ผ๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—‰๐—‰๐–พ๐—‡๐—Œ ๐—๐—ˆ ๐—๐–บ๐—๐–พ ๐—‹๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐—๐–บ๐—‚๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐–บ๐—“๐–พ๐—… ๐–พ๐—’๐–พ๐—Œ.
I๐—Œ ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—Œ ๐—Œ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐— ๐—๐–บ๐—„๐–พ๐—‡?: ๐–ฅ๐—…๐—Ž๐–ฟ๐–ฟ! ๐–ฆ๐–พ๐—๐—๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐—‹๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—†๐—…๐—’ ๐—Œ๐–พ๐—…๐–พ๐–ผ๐—๐–พ๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐–บ ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–บ๐— ๐–ฟ๐—‚๐—…๐—…๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–ฟ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐–บ๐—‡ ๐–บ๐—๐–บ๐—‹๐–ฝ ๐—Œ๐—๐—ˆ๐— ๐–ผ๐–บ๐—‡'๐— ๐–ป๐–พ ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐–ป๐—ˆ๐—‹๐—‚๐—‡๐—€ ๐–บ๐—Œ ๐—‚๐— ๐—Œ๐–พ๐–พ๐—†๐—Œ.
๐–ซ๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—’ ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐–ผ๐—๐–บ๐—†๐—‰: ๐–ก๐—ˆ๐—‘๐–พ๐—‹! ๐—๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—€ ๐—‰๐—…๐–บ๐–ผ๐–พ ๐—‹๐—‚๐—€๐—๐— ๐—๐—‚๐—†๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—‹ ๐—‹๐—‚๐—€๐—๐— ๐—‰๐—…๐–บ๐–ผ๐–พ ๐—๐—‹๐—ˆ๐—‡๐—€ ๐—๐—‚๐—†๐–พ?
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๐–ฌ๐–จ๐–ข๐–ง๐– ๐–ค๐–ซ ๐–ข๐–ซ๐–จ๐–ฅ๐–ฅ๐–ฎ๐–ฑ๐–ฃ โ™ง
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- โ™ก๏ธŽ ๐Œ๐€๐’๐“๐„๐‘๐‹๐ˆ๐’๐“ โ™ก๏ธŽ -
(ongoing)
requests: open (requests sent during writing hiatus will be prioritized once i return!)
for now, i will not write:
- dd/lg
- pegging
- 5sos x each other (will do 4/4 x reader)
- cnc
(i have no problem with the listed situations and ideas, i am just not confident in my own writing ability to create a good story using those subjects at this time. i will likely be open to writing more of these story plots in the future. thanks!)
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๐Ž๐๐„๐’๐‡๐Ž๐“๐’/๐๐‹๐”๐‘๐๐’
calum:
moody (smut)
mornings (fluff)
attention (smut)
worship (smut)
ifhy (smut/angst)
ashton:
brothers best friend (smut)
portrait (fluff)
luke:
jealous (smut)
fantasy (smut)
brat (smut)
michael:
you're doing so good (fluff)
keep going (smut)
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๐๐‡๐Ž๐“๐Ž ๐…๐ˆ๐‚๐’ / ๐Œ๐Ž๐Ž๐ƒ๐๐Ž๐€๐‘๐ƒ๐’
calum:
boyfriend camera roll
san francisco
ashton:
boyfriend camera roll
luke:
boyfriend camera roll
michael:
boyfriend camera roll
red hair mood board
4/4:
2014 nostalgia
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๐Œ๐”๐‹๐“๐ˆ-๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘
calum:
bleach: part 1
crush: part 1 | part 2
luke:
focus on me: part one | part two | part three | part four | part five | part six | part seven
caught: part one | part two
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hi! I love your writing so much :) I was wondering if you could do a neurodivergent!luke x reader who struggles with ocd? (Specifically checking ocd e.g checking locks, taps etc and intrusive thoughts). I was hoping it could maybe be a little angsty but ultimately romantic/fluffy and like theyโ€™re both helping each other/supporting one another. Not sure what to suggest specifically happens - hope thatโ€™s not too vage! Thank you x :)
If We Have Each Other
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Summary: Above
Pairing: Neurodivergent!Luke x neurodivergent and fem!reader
Warnings: OCD tendencies, minor arguing, autistic meltdown
Word Count: 1185
A/N: Thank you for the request! I do not have OCD myself, so I'm not 100% sure if the following work is fully correct. Please educate me if it isn't! Also, OCD falls under the neurodivergent umbrella :)
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โ€œY/N, come back to bed.โ€ Luke mumbled sleepily, pulling the comforter up to his nose.ย 
โ€œI just need to check that I turned the stove off and locked the doors,โ€ You told him, standing up and wrapping your robe around yourself. โ€œIโ€™ll be right back.โ€ย 
โ€œItโ€™s bedtime, Y/N,โ€ Luke said bluntly. โ€œItโ€™s 11:30, that means we're going to sleep.โ€
You frowned softly, kissing Lukeโ€™s head. You knew being autistic made Luke take things literally and also made him want to follow a strict routine. Having OCD unfortunately made it hard for you to sleep. You knew in your heart that you had turned the stove off and locked the doors, but your mind was telling you to check just one more time to be safe.ย 
You quickly hurried down the stairs and checked the stove. It was off, but you still tapped the gas knob five times to be safe. You then went around the house checking all the locks on the doors and the windows. You tapped each lock five times to make sure it was absolutely straight. You were checking the back door when you heard Luke creep down the stairs.
โ€œY/N, itโ€™s time to go to sleep,โ€ he insisted, playing with the zipper on his footie pajamas to stim. โ€œWe said bedtime is 11:30.โ€
โ€œIโ€™m coming, Luke,โ€ You sighed. โ€œJust go up and wait.โ€
โ€œY/N, the doors are locked and the stove is off, I promise. Youโ€™re fine. Stop being silly.โ€ he huffed.ย 
Your face dropped when you heard what Luke said. You knew your OCD was irrational, but it hurt to hear that coming from Luke. He was always your rock, but now you were worrying that he had finally said what he actually thought.ย 
โ€œY/N, Iโ€ฆIโ€™m sorry, I didnโ€™t mean it like that!โ€ Luke began to flap his wrists, trying to shake the awful feelings from his body. โ€œItโ€™s not silly, I promise.โ€ย 
โ€œI think Iโ€™ll sleep in the guest room tonight. Go ahead and go to sleep.โ€ You said, your voice cracking.ย 
You turned and walked up the stairs with your back to Luke so that he wouldnโ€™t see you cry. You made a beeline for the guest room, completely disregarding the master suite. Once you had closed and locked the door, you leaned back against it and sunk to your knees, sobbing softly. All of your previous boyfriends had left you because of your OCD and now you were sure Luke felt the same way.ย 
After a few minutes, you slowly slid into the bed, pulling the covers up to your chest. You slowly began to calm down as you cried out all of your feelings, but you couldnโ€™t help but to notice how empty and cold the bed felt without Luke beside you.ย 
Little did you know, Luke was also having an emotional moment. He was laid in your shared bed, sobbing into Petuniaโ€™s fur as he held her close to his chest. The blond couldnโ€™t stop the thoughts that wandered into his mind; how being autistic made the things he said come out wrong, how his struggle with empathy affected his relationships, that funny thought that he was always going to be different.ย 
He hadnโ€™t meant to hurt you. You were his person. Ever since you had started dating two years ago, Lukeโ€™s life had improved significantly. He no longer had to handle his meltdowns alone, and he felt like he had someone who understood him on a spiritual level. Now though, the blond couldnโ€™t help the current meltdown he was having. He was angrily pulling on his hair as tears came to his eyes. These were the times where he hated being autistic. Luke knew you couldnโ€™t help your OCD and that checking things helped you feel calmer. He hadnโ€™t meant for you to think that he didnโ€™t care about your fears or your worries.ย 
The night passed slowly for both of you. You eventually fell into a fitful sleep in the guest room, but Luke laid awake the entire night, running through how on earth he would ever make this up to you. He knew you werenโ€™t just going to forgive him. After all, the way the words had come out of his mouth made it sound like he was calling your legitimate problems silly.ย 
As soon as the sun rose, Luke bustled down to the kitchen with Petunia nipping at his heels trying his hardest to be quiet. Your favorite breakfast probably wouldnโ€™t immediately make you forgive him, but it would be a step in the right direction. The blue-eyed boy was absolutely terrible at cooking, mostly because he got distracted and left the stove on, so he opted to order some takeout from your favorite diner.ย 
He smiled as he set a fresh pot of coffee to brew and sat down at the table with a few of his fidget toys. He was feeling better than he had last night , and he was ready to deliver a romance-movie-worthy apology to you. Thirty minutes later, the food arrived and Luke set the table with your favorite French toast, a cup of coffee for you, and fidget toys by your plate. Being autistic, sharing his toys and โ€œpenguin pebblingโ€ with you was his way of showing love.ย 
Before long, you walked downstairs, sleepily rubbing your eyes. The house was rather silent, so you almost assumed Luke had left in the middle of the night, probably to Ashton or Michaelโ€™s house. All that changed though, when you saw him sitting at the breakfast table with a huge smile on his face.ย 
โ€œGood morning, Y/N.โ€ he smiled softly, trying to be careful with the pet names.ย 
โ€œWhatโ€™s all this?โ€ You asked skeptically.ย 
โ€œY/N, Iโ€™m sorry,โ€ Luke started. โ€œThe way I talked to you last night wasnโ€™t okay. Your OCD, or any of your fears or worries for that matter, are not silly. I never intended for what I said to come out that way, but thatโ€™s not an excuse. Will you forgive me?โ€ he asked shyly.ย 
โ€œLuke, you have to understand how Iโ€™m feeling. I donโ€™t want to say โ€˜put up withโ€™ cause thatโ€™s not right, but I have never called any of the things that come along with you being autistic silly.โ€ You stated.ย 
โ€œI understand that and Iโ€™m sorry,โ€ tears began to well in Lukeโ€™s eyes. โ€œYou have made my life so much better and I am so thankful for you. I will do better, I promise.โ€
When Luke looked at you so solemnly like that, every bit of tension and anger you had faded away. You knew you wanted this man forever and ever and nothing was going to stop that. Sure, life was harder for you as a neurodivergent couple, but there was nothing you couldnโ€™t accomplish as long as you had each other.ย 
โ€œI forgive you, Luke,โ€ You said, pulling him into a deep kiss. โ€œNow, letโ€™s eat before this gets cold.โ€
Luke laughed, encouraging you to eat on, smiling as he realized he really did have the girl of his dreams.ย 
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