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allsassnoclass · 1 year

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hii hazel!! i think you write soft fics really well 🥺❤️ from the prompt list, could you write something for 'toothpaste kisses' for any pairing you like <3

hi adi!!! thanks for sending one in <3

lashton: toothpaste kisses

When Luke glances up in the bathroom mirror, Ashton is leaning against the doorway, arms crossed in front of his bare chest and small, fond smile on his face. If anyone else appeared behind him without notice while brushes his teeth, he would jump five feet in the air and scream, but Ashton doesn't startle him like that anymore. He can be completely zoned out in his own world and tune back in to find Ashton standing next to him as if he has never been anywhere else. Luke's body doesn't register the other presence in his space, like Ashton is an extension of himself that he's always in tune with rather than a separate person he has to keep tabs on.

He spits into the sink and swishes some water around in his mouth, running the water until all traces of the foamy toothpaste disappear down the drain. When he looks up again, Ashton's smile has grown.

"Enjoying the view?" he asks with a cheeky smile. Ashton crosses the short distance to wrap his arms around Luke's waist, engulfing him in warmth. He presses a kiss to Luke's shoulder, meeting his gaze in the mirror.

"It's a nice view," he says against his skin. Luke shivers at the ticking sensation. He attempts to twist around in Ashton's arms to properly kiss him, but Ashton just tightens his grip with a smile, then digs his fingers into Luke's sides. Luke laughs, curling up on himself, unable to defend against the onslaught until he's breathless and Ashton finally relents.

"You ass," he says, finally allowed to turn around and face his partner fully. Ashton smiles cheekily.

"You love my ass," he says.

"I do," Luke agrees readily, reaching down to squeeze his butt just because he knows it will make Ashton throw his head back and laugh, letting his sweet, melodic giggle fill the bathroom.

"I love everything about you," Luke says while Ashton lets out his last bit of laughter.

Luke knows he's being hyperbolic and that it's impossible to love every little thing about a person every second of every day. He gets frustrated at Ashton's stubbornness and when he leaves his dishes in the sink instead of loading the dishwasher, but Ashton wouldn't be the person he loves without those little annoyances. Luke would much rather have to put his plate from breakfast in the dishwasher himself than have Ashton be anyone else. He will love Ashton in every iteration, stubborn refusal to load the dishwasher included.

"I love everything about you, too," Ashton says, fondness layered in his voice as he tugs him closer. Luke has no other option but to kiss him, bending forward to taste the minty toothpaste still lingering from Ashton's own bedtime routine, the two of them pressed as close together as they can be under the yellow light of their bathroom. Ashton's shoulders are smooth and warm under his palms, his arms secure around his waist, and Luke thinks that this is one of a million moments he would be content to stay in forever.

Ashton hums when he pulls back, looking at Luke through half-lidded eyes.

"Ready for bed?" he asks. Luke nods. They exit the bathroom with their arms around each other, parting only to get under the covers on opposite sides of the bed. Ashton doesn't wait to flick off the lamp, blanketing the room in darkness while Luke waits for him to settle so he can press close.

Luke is so thankful that he has someone to hold at night. He loves that Ashton indulges him with this, opening his arms for him, allowing Luke to tuck him against his body until they're tangled up and indistinguishable. Luke loves feeling Ashton's heartbeat under his hand or the weight of Ashton's limbs over his, holding Luke just as securely as Luke is holding him.

Ashton looks up at him, and Luke feels it more than sees it. He tips his head down and is met with another kiss, heart fluttering at the way both of them begin smiling into it.

Luke loves before-bed kisses. He loves the small intimacy of kissing his love as the last part of a bedtime routine, fitting in the affection between brushing his teeth and drifting off to sleep. He loves how he and Ashton use the same toothpaste, their matching minty-fresh breath another reminder of all of the other things that they share, from their home to their lives to their love.

Ashton pulls away after a moment, nudging their noses together before he settles back into Luke's embrace.

"Goodnight, Luke," he says softly.

"Goodnight," Luke replies. When he falls asleep a few minutes later, it's with a smile on his face and Ashton's kiss on his lips.

#my writing #ask box prompt #lashton #not enough lashton these days #this is a short one but continuously trying to stretch my writing muscles which means doing the prompts in my inbox lol #doesn't need to be long to be good #hope you like it adi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#hope it is appropriately soft for you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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ashtoninbloom · 2 years

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7/7/2022.

forever is a long time, but with you...it’ll still not be long enough. our journey started over twelve years ago, in that little movie theater in the outskirts of Sydney. love is something you don’t look for but it finds you when you least expect it and that moment was it for me. we spent so many years trying to get to this moment and it makes me incredibly emotional to know those two awkward teenagers eventually figured it out. through trial and error, mistakes and heartache, we finally found our way back to each other.

on my birthday, we finally said ‘I do’. i’m still falling harder, deeper, more passionately in love with you every day and i can’t wait to spend the rest of my days with you, husband. you and me, until the last star dies on this galaxy. i’ll love you forever, Mr. Hemmings-Irwin. thank you for making every single one of my dreams come true. | @hvmmings

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tinyglitterrose · 10 months

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Whenever I Want

Lashton, boxboy, 18+

Bottom Ashton, Top Luke

Warnings: SMUT, free use kink

A continuation of i'll let you have it. Lashton getting caught in the dressing room.

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"Ash?"

Ashton turned around from where he had been about to leave the dressing room to get to rehearsals for today's show. They were in Atlanta today, having just landed tonight and the last week had been stressful for the whole band. Shows almost every night and interviews during the day.

"Yeah?", he smiled at Luke, who was giving him an unsure look from where he was leaning against a desk full of makeup and hair products.

He gave a shaky smile that somewhat looked like a weird lopsided grin and Ashton furrowed his eyebrows, walking back into the room, while Michael squeezed past him to join Calum who had already went to the stage. He had talked about needing to practice a bass solo.

"What's up?", Ashton asked, when he had reached the younger man. The door slammed shut behind them, Michael always slammed doors like that.

"You...", Luke shrugged, avoiding eye contact for a moment, "you said we can do - whenever I want, you said that."

"Do what?"

"You know..."

"No, Luke, I have no idea what you want", Ashton laughed, confused. Then he seemed to realize, his eyes widening and mouth opening slightly.

"Yeah", Luke drew out the sound.

"Now?"

Luke shrugged again. "Like, if you're okay with that..."

Ashton turned back, looking at the closed door, then back to Luke and nodded.

Luke grinned widely, happily, at that and turned the switch. Or it was like he had turned a switch. His hands snaked around Ashton's waist, pressing him back against the table and himself against his friends' front.

"Yeah? You gonna let me fuck you right here, right now, just because I want to?"

Ashton was at a loss for words for a second, surprised by the sudden change, just like last time.

"Y-yeah, I said I'd -"

"You'd let me have it, I know", the blonde leant down, face pressing into Ashton's neck so he could bite and suck the skin there, just a little too loose to leave a mark.

"And I'm gonna do exactly that. But we have to hurry", he mumbled against Ashton's neck, the hot breath against his skin making him shudder.

Luke's hands were already wandering down to his ass, squeezing it in his hands and catching Ashton's moans with a kiss.

Ashton's own hands fumbled blindly to pull down the zipper of Luke's off-white slacks. They didn't even slip down his thighs when he had opened them and they both ignored that. It was enough when Ashton pulled out Luke's already glistening erection.

Ashton pumped the length in a steady rhythm, while Luke produced a small lube packet from his pants that he put on the table behind Ashton.

Their hands bumped into each other when Luke went to open Ashton's own pants - colorful striped ones - and then pulled them down his thighs until they fell down to pool at his feet, but they managed.

The drummer stepped out of his pants, barely a second before Luke grabbed at him where his thighs met his ass and lifted him up onto the edge of the table.

"So hot", he mumbled with his eyes focused on Ashton's half hard cock resting on his left thigh.

"Wait", Ashton said when Luke bend down his head towards it. Luke immediately stopped.

"My shoes"

"You want me to take your shoes off?", Luke couldn't help but laugh. Of course right when Luke was about to suck his best friend's dick and literally put his fingers up his ass, he would stop him to complain about his shoes.

"Yes", Ashton said with a serious expression, "I'm not gonna let you fuck me on a table with my shoes on. Shoes have to be off."

Luke was still chuckling when he followed the request - or more likely the order - and took his shoes off. He just took his socks off as well to avoid being stopped again because sex with socks on might be just as unacceptable as sex with shoes on.

"Sexy", he said in a dry sarcastic tone and pulled on one of Ashton's toes playfully, which got him some colorful insults and almost some injuries due to the drummer kicking after him.

Ashton was still grumbling after a moment, so Luke grabbed onto his legs, shifting him further up the table, one hand pushed on his chest until he laid down flat on his back, then both his hands gripped his thighs again and lifted those until Ashton planted his feet on the edge of the table as well.

"I -I...", he mumbled, when he found Luke's head and shoulders between his knees.

Luke met his eyes to show him he was listening even though he just wanted to dive in. He noticed the blush on the drummer's cheeks and the unsure flickering of his hazel eyes.

"I uh, feel a bit exposed", he tried to round it up with a laugh but that didn't really work.

"Do you want to stop?" Luke held himself with his hands on either side of Ashton's hips, upper body now standing between his legs, "We can change the position if you want to."

The other man bit his lip for a small moment, then he shook his head. "S kinda... 's hot. I trust you"

Luke smiled brightly at that last sentence, those three words meant so much and Luke hoped Ashton could sense his appreciation in the kiss he pressed to his lips in return.

Then, however, because Luke was Luke, he grinned: "Such a tasty meal laid out on the table just for me"

"Stooooop", Ashton whisper shouted, eyes wide in embarrassment.

The blonde wiggled his eyesbrows while he leant back down and Ashton was incredibly glad when he finally stopped being weird on purpose and sucked his balls into his mouth.

Ashton's head fell back, hands grabbing on the flat surface, he hadn't expected that even though last time he had already supposed Luke had a thing for balls.

He definitely did. He was mouthing at them, lapping over them, sucking them in, even carefully grazing his teeth over the skin like he just couldn't resist.

Ashton was mewling on top of the table, biting his lip to try and stay quiet but it was to no use. No one had ever paid this much thorough attention to this part of his body, not even himself, and it was overwhelming.

He was so focused on it, that he didn't even realized Luke had opened the lube package, before he was three fingers in and said: "D' you think you're ready?"

Ashton just blinked for a second, shifting his ass on the hard surface of the table and noticing oh yeah there were already fingers in his ass, before he nodded.

He was blushing furiously, something about being laid back on a table, legs spread wide for Luke to stand inbetween... he really felt like a meal - was this how a baked turkey felt on christmas? That was a stupid question, Ashton scolded himself, dead turkeys couldn't think. Plus, he shouldn't be thinking about christmas dinners when he was about to get fucked. Luke was just seconds away from pushing his penis inside the drummer's ass. Again. What even was his life?

As last time, Luke went in unprotected. They had discussed it last time and Luke knew that it was okay, that Ashton even prefered it this way.

"Ohhh", he moaned when he felt the tip breach his hole. His back arched off the table slightly when the blonde slowly pushed all the way in and Luke used the chance to bend down and lick over one of Ashton's nipples. He was basically showing them off to him so how could he not take advantage of that?

Ashton gasped at the warm wet sensation on his nipple and suddenly he didn't know whether he should push off the table more or down towards it. His hips shifted when he was moving around, pushing his ass further onto Luke's cock, which made both of them groan.

"Fuck, you're so hot", Luke groaned, lips still around a nipple, "So fucking hot and so tight, god, Ash"

"Mmmh, yeah, you're - you", Ashton moaned a string of senseless words.

"Ash -sh", Luke was gasping, drawing out his best friend's name as he drove into him harder.

Ashton's back was sliding back and forth on the table, he felt used but he loved it so much. Luke was letting everyting out on him again, Ashton was letting him have all he wanted and it felt so good.

So good that Ashton began scratching his nails over Luke's back, bending him down closer to him, holding him with him, onto him.

Luke's arms were shaking next to his shoulders but Ashton wouldn't mind if the blonde was going to crash into him.

"F-fuck, fuck", Luke groaned, hips jerking as he picked up his speed even more, the table starting to make screeching noises on the floor.

Both of them were so lost in each other that neither realized how loud they were being. The door was sound numbing but definitely not sound proof when you walked past it. Michael shouting to Luke about the 'really easy and basic rules' of his new video game earlier had proven that.

"Ahh, Luke -", Ashton cried out, head thrown back on the desk, Luke's tip brushed over his prostate with every quick hard thrust and Luke was only gaining speed.

He must of looked like a desperate bunny in mating season and -

"Whatttt...the ...fuck"

Ashton's eyes flew open, head whipping up from the desk and his hands started hitting Luke's shoulders in pure panic when he made eyecontact with Calum.

Luke didn't stop moving right away, needing about two seconds to make sense of the look on Ashton's face amd where his eyes were directed, before he froze. Mid thrust, half his dick hidden in Ashton, mouth open in a gasp that never came out and eyes looking just like Ashton's now.

There at the now open door was Calum. His hand was still on the doorhandle, one foot inside the room, the other still in the hallway as he stared at his bandmates.

His best friends that were currently stuck together in a way that he would have never expected.

"Fucking shit", he finally said, one hand coming up to wipe over his face, "Why did you not lock the fucking door?"

He received no answer, both men too paralyzed and entirely unprepared for being caught.

"You're...umm", Calum said, eyes fixated on where his bandmates were connected, his face showing mixed emotions like he didn't know whether he wanted to be disgusted or just plain confused.

"Yes, it hurts, no it's not weird, yes, I like it, can you stop staring at my naked ass now, Cal?", Ashton sighed. He managed to look annoyed and making Calum blush while being laid naked on a table.

"Sorry", Calum laughed nervously, "That, umm - yea, I think we'll talk when you're uh...done here...and after the show"

His eyes drifted back to where his bandmates were stuck to each other for another second, a pretty long second. Then he blinked rapidly like he was trying to delete the image from his mind and backed out of the room, closing the door and they both heard his foot steps running away.

"That was the most embarrassing moment of my whole life", Ashton whispered into the silence.

Luke grinned like he was in pain: "I think we'll soon get a worse one when they'll confront us"

"Well first of all, you're not laid on a desk with your asshole on display that just so happens to have a dick in it, second... you think he'll tell Mike?"

"You think he won't?"

Ashton didn't respond to that, opting to bite his lip and let his head fall back on the desk in defeat.

This was going to be awful.

"So...", Luke said, bending down further to push his face in Ashton's view.

"So?", Ashton sighed, still mortified. He didn't think he'd ever get over what just happened and knowing Calum and Michael they would never let them live it down.

"You wanna keep going?"

"You actually want to keep going now?"

Luke shrugged.

"Well, I'm still hard"

He was. Calum had been staring at them and Luke was still hard.

Ashton's dick had significantly gone down, laying miserably half hard on this thigh.

"We can stop, though, if you don't want-"

Luke's blue eyes were big and his mouth formed into a pout and Ashton just couldn't say no.

"Okay", he smiled with a sigh, legs falling off Luke's hips and open to his sides.

"Are you sure? I don't wanna push you to-"

"Luke, just keep going now"

"Right, sorry", the blonde giggled, before steadying his hands on the table again.

"I - sorry, Lu, I can't -", Ashton stopped him after just a few thrusts.

Luke immediately stopped, his eyes worried.

"It's just - I can't get into it again, sorry"

"Don't worry", Luke smiled, pressing a quick kiss to Ashton's nose.

Ashton blinked in surprise but didn't comment on it, gasping when Luke carefully pulled out.

He walked over to another of the makeup tables, getting some tissues, his dick whipping up and down with every step.

Ashton's thighs twitched when Luke cleaned the lube off of him, constantly pressing kisses into the flesh and into his knees.

Ashton fondly rolled his eyes when he then tried to put the pants back up his legs with a "I can dress myself, Luke"

The blonde blushed and giggled, awkwardly waddling to the attached room: "I'll go finish in the bathroom"

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yea, i might possibly have a thing for lashton getting caught 😂

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5sosfanfictioncatalogue · 1 year

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Lashton Smut Masterlist

Cards Are Dealt - @ashtcnirwin (elivigar) E, 100k

Summary: A story about wants and expectations branching out and evolving without the knowledge or consent of those they belong to.

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?

Didn't Mean To, Daddy (ao3) - orphan_account M, 3k

Summary: Luke thinks he can hold it, thinks he can be a big boy for Daddy and not wet himself, but it’s too hard when he has to sit still and write songs and then it happens and Luke’s not sure what to do.

Domestic Cuddles (ao3) - antisocialhood N/R, 10k

Summary: Luke's cold and he wants Ashton to cuddle.

(or, Luke wants Ashton in more than one way, and what Luke wants, Luke gets)

Down with Drumsticks (ao3) - felixandtae N/R, 3k

Summary: Luke wasn’t even the kinky one. Not in the way that he thought of the kinks; he only liked them when Ashton asked to try them. So, he had no idea why he was so insistent on fucking Ashton with his drumsticks.

(or basically this hasn’t been done with Ashton being fucked and it was a long time waiting and i’m impatient)

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

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

If Walls Could Talk (ao3) - boomerluke M, 43k

Summary: The last thing Ashton ever wanted to do was hurt Luke, but he couldn't help it. The singer was just so beautiful, so ethereal and otherworldly that it took his breath away most of the time. Everyone felt that way about their best friend though, right? It was normal. No use getting unnecessary feelings involved, it was better this way. Luke understood.

Luke wasn't sure when this thing between him and Ashton started, or how it started, but it didn't matter. He was in too deep to go back now. So Luke would let Ashton use him, hurt his feelings and crawl back with apologies. Because at the end of the day, even when Luke had to watch Ashton leave the bar with a new pretty blonde each night, he knew the drummer would eventually end up back in his bed. And Luke told himself he was okay with that.

In The Library (ao3) - iCheeseYou (EHkook) E, 9k

Summary: Luke only goes to the library to watch an employee named Ashton from afar in hopes that one day he'll gather enough courage to ask him out.

i want to be loved by you (ao3) - lucasshem N/R, 4k

Summary: ashton always gets what he wants, and currently, he wants luke.

Make Me Make Bad Decisions (ao3) - senioritastyles luke/ashton E, 7k

Summary: Michael and Calum dare Luke to do something and Ashton takes a liking to it.

morphine lover, make me numb (ao3) - swiefts E, 15k

Summary: He knew what the ancients said about the butterflies but right now there were planets colliding with one another inside his stomach, inevitably exploding. Feeding him with irrevocable lust. Crushing his bones and stealing his oxygen.

That’s what Luke does to him.

Maybe Ashton’s not a derailed comet. Maybe he’s a fucking shooting star, because he was falling. Falling for Luke.

Or the one where Luke is maybe more than just Ashton’s fuck buddy. And Ashton may be falling for him.

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...

Reflections (ao3) - punchinginadream M, 4k

Summary: Ashton doesn't like his body. Luke decides to fuck him in front of a mirror to show him how beautiful he really is.

Shameless (ao3) - HeartnArrow N/R, 39k

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.

starboy (ao3) - orphan_account luke/ashton E, 79k

Summary: Ashton is quite miserable, so when his friends take him on vacation to cure him of his sorrows, the universe sends him a star made of innocence that is meant to be ruined.

Tidal Wave - @ashtcnirwin (elivigar) E, 127k

Summary: A story about figuring out how to handle the difficulties life throws at you, on your own and with the help of loved ones.

Tie That Binds - @ashtcnirwin (elivigar) E, 98k

Summary: In which Luke wants to explore miscellaneous kinks and Ashton strikes him as a good candidate to do said exploring with with.

touch (ao3) - lifewasradical E, 6k

Summary: Everyone who’s seen Ashton knows how large his hands are. They’re massive, with palms nearly as big as the entirety of his face and slender, long fingers all dressed in cuts and blisters from drumming with all his might. Even in their teenage years, Ashton’s hands have always been mesmerizing to Luke, especially comparing the size difference between their hands. Ashton’s has always dwarfed Luke’s in a way that no one else’s ever has before and probably never will again.

One thought that has somehow never plagued his mind is how absolutely devastatingly large Ashton’s hand looks on his thigh.

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 #lashton #luke hemmings #ashton irwin #5sos fanfic #smut #sex tw #masterlists #smut masterlist

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werewolfashton · 1 year

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2022 writing evaluation

darling @igarbagecannotevenoteven tagged me to do this, honestly unbelievable, thank you megs <3 your answers were so interesting btw!!

i’ll also include all my works in this bc i haven’t written much in 5sos this year lmao. the other stuff can mainly be found here: https://archiveofourown.org/users/villainous_intentions

number of stories posted on ao3: 4 for 5sos, 20-30 in other fandoms, mainly stranger things (this is such a vague number bc i’m including drabbles)

word count posted for this year: ~53.332

fandoms i wrote for: 5sos, stranger things, the iliad/tsoa, [redacted]

pairings: lashton (2), malum (1), ot4 (1), harringrove (like 20+ and some platonic pairings), patrochilles (1), [redacted]

story with the most kudos/bookmarks/comments: for 5sos it’s but underneath we had a fear of flying in all regards

for other fandoms in kudos and bookmarks it’s don’t that man look pretty and in terms of comments: i was far too scared to hit him, but i would hit him in a heartbeat now and into the deep

work i’m most proud of and why: i’m really proud to have written 4k in one sitting for a wild and an untamed thing, and really all i wrote for the harringrove harvest probably

work i’m least proud of and why: ngl i really don’t like any of my 5sos fics very much except maybe the 2 song fics and some horror aspects so

share or describe a favorite review you’ve received: i got and still get so much love for one of my drabbles for st, those always make me smile and then recently i got the funniest review of my life tbh but that stays between me and the unfortunate souls that have my insta

a time when writing was really, really hard: the only time writing was not hard was during the writing challenges in june and october. or well it was still hard but i was putting out words like an insane person anyway. blessed days.

a scene or character you wrote who surprised you: still surprised to be writing in the first place. certainly wrote a lot of stuff towards the end of the year that i did not expect. wrote about a shitload of trauma. OH i wrote crack. did not expect to be able to do that.

a favorite excerpt of your writing: i mostly like some of the one liners in my fics and this is one of them from into the deep end: "Fear spreads through [Steve] and he rushes forward, half expecting a monster in the middle of the bed, but when he moves behind the others to look into the room he stops as well. It’s not a monster, not really. At least he doesn’t think so.

It’s just a mullet wearing asshole that’s supposed to be dead."

and i wrote this baby of drabble that’s one of my fav pieces of writing idk i struggled with this point of the review

how did you grow as a writer this year? i have become more open to just writing what i want. especially recently i’ve stopped really caring? like i still look at numbers too much but at least i write what i like now. i’ve also started writing longer works (at least sort of)

how do you hope to grow next year? i wish i had more time to write which isn’t really something i can force so i think i’m just hoping to not care about statistics as much. as to writing itself i wanna just expand my vocabulary.

who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc)? alright so, idk. i often feel very uncomfy speaking to people about my fic bc i think i annoy them and they only put up with it. i certainly have some lovely people who have been supportive (like em) and have been kind enough to beta for me (e.g. helen) and especially noah has been helping me with ideas. but yeah overall idk i shy away from talking about my fic bc it just ends up making me feel bad. thus i think the only overall actually very positive influence was the stranger things fandom, lovely feedback, actual engagement with fics, all that stuff has been helpful.

anything from real life show up in your writing this year? haha. y’all don’t need to know how much i projected this year thanks!

any new wisdom you can share with other writers? stop! fucking! looking! at! the! stats!

any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year? @pixiegrl birthday fic. like 30 harringrove drafts. much [redacted]. we shall see though i’m trying not to stress myself

tag some writers whose answers you’d like to read: aight idk what’s going on here anymore so i’ll leave this as it is

#mimi writes?#tag game

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crackheadcastiel · 2 years

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I’m writing a new lashton fic!! If you like it please let me know- this is the first introductory chapter. If it gets interation I’ll do the next part!

Caramel Sunshine- lashton

The lightest hearts have the darkest shadows.

Luke sees the sun in Ashton’s soul.

*It’s a horror story*

Introduction:

I held his hand as we walked together, feeling the wind as it brushed the curls around his face. The lights coming through the trees lighting the gold flecks in his hazel eyes.

Serenity. That's what I feel when I look at him. Peace radiating from him, and I knew at this moment, that this is what I wanted forever.

As we sat at the edge of the cliff over looking the valleys of street light below, I imagined the ways I could ever gain the courage to make him mine for the rest of our days.

His hands rested in mine, his breathing slow and eyes closed as he took in the sounds of the woodlands surrounding us, I couldn't help but watch his beauty.

His eyes fluttering open, his mouth turning upwards as he smiled at me gracefully. My heart seemed to stutter at the sight, much as it always has.

"You're staring at me, Luke. I could feel it." He teased lightly. He knew I couldn't keep my eyes off of him.

"Stay with me tonight." I pleaded with him softly. "Please, Ashton."

A look of sadness flashes behind his eyes, the smile slipping from his lips. "I wish I could.." he trailed off.

I turned my attention back to the glow of the city lights, thinking back to all the times over the years and how Ashton would always give me the same response. His reasoning were never to clear to me, never spending one single night together over the course of our two year long relationship seemed strange to me, but Ashton seems content with leaving things as they are now.

"I will stay with you.. just not tonight. Tomorrow.." he whispered, just loud enough for me to hear.

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it’s about time (l.r.h)

a/n: hi again! first of all i want to say thank you for the support on “seven things” it means the world. secondly, my requests are open and i’d be happy to write something for you. this is a jealous bff!luke imagine i wanted to get up this weekend, i didn’t do a very thorough edit before posting so hopefully there aren’t any typos. i am working on the request for a lashton x reader love triangle piece right now and will hopefully have it up by monday or tuesday. thank you, i hope you enjoy - emmy :)

pairing: luke hemmings x reader

summary: being best friends with the guy you’re in love with is extremely taxing especially when you have to watch him be with another girl all night. just when you’ve finally had enough of waiting around for him he ruins your plans for moving on.

warnings: alcohol, using alcohol as a coping mechanism, slight angst, jealous luke, mentions of throwing up, cursing, luke’s a bit of an asshole.

word count: 3.3k

“God, could they get a room?” you scoffed leaning into Calum as you watched your best friend practically eat his date’s face from across the club.

“Jealous are we y/n?” Calum laughed slinging an arm over your shoulder.

“No, just utterly disgusted.” you said before slamming back your fourth shot of tequila.

That was a lie, you were jealous. You were so insanely jealous that you could scream.

Luke had met his date, Hannah at the studio last week. She was new, working at the front desk. She had caught Luke’s eye the second she walked in the room with a bright confident smile, and a flirty look in her eye. Luke had asked her out the next day and was practically giddy when she accepted.

And that’s how they ended up in the corner of the club, Luke’s hands tangled in her hair, and her tongue down his throat. All the while you were trying to not look bitter, and distracting yourself with one too many drinks.

It wasn’t a new routine. You couldn’t count how many times you’ve had to sit back and watch a girl way prettier than you, be in the exact position that you would quite literally die to be in, with your best friend of 4 years. And somehow it seemed to hurt more each time, which meant more drinks for you.

As you felt the familiar and comforting burn of your fifth shot of the night slide down your throat Calum shot you a knowing look.

“Maybe you should slow down there, kid.”

You rolled your eyes and took his Corona from his hands using it as a chaser.

“Corona girl?” you heard from behind you. When you turn, your eyes meet a pretty pair of green ones (you still preferred Luke’s blue, but what the hell).

“Tequila girl.” you clarified.

“Respect.” the man said, extending a strong tattooed hand. “I’m Austin.”

“Y/n” you said, shaking his hand. You glanced over your shoulder at Calum who was now engaged in a conversation with Mikey and Ashton beside you.

“Pretty name, pretty girl.” he smirked. “So, can I get you a tequila?”

You giggled, happy for a distraction from Luke.

“You can get me a margarita, on the rocks.”

“Deal.”

The two of you chatted as you sipped on your drink, mind getting hazier with each sip. And you don’t know if it was the alcohol or your determination to get Luke off your mind but Austin was really, really hot.

“Do you wanna dance with me?” you asked before you had a chance to convince yourself otherwise. You were never really a dance in public kind of girl, normally the closest you got to showing your moves on the dancefloor was Just Dance in Luke’s living room.

“Absolutely.” Austin replied, sliding an arm around your waist to lead you to the dancefloor.

The bass beat shook the floor as the two of you made your way to the middle of the club. As you stopped you realized you had absolutely no idea what to do. You never did stuff like this. You can’t even remember the last time you went on a date, let alone danced to sleazy house music with a stunning stranger. You glanced around you hoping to follow the lead of the more experienced dancers around you.

A redhead to your right swung her hips, inching closer to her partner's body with each movement until she was pressed directly to his chest.

“Seems like a good place to start” you mumbled to yourself.

The second your hips were in movement Austin’s hands gripped them strongly guiding your movements closer and closer to him. As the beat built and your movements slowed to a teasingly slow pace his grip tightened causing your tight white dress to bunch up on your thighs.

With the alcohol in your bloodstream and Austin’s breath on the back of your neck you nearly forgot about Luke and your perpetual sadness, that is until you locked eyes with him from across the room.

Hannah was tucked under his arm sipping on her drink, but his gaze was locked on you, he had an unrecognizable look on his face, and a jaw clenched so hard you feared he would break his teeth.

You took him staring as the perfect opportunity to spin around, inches away from Austin’s face looking up at him through your lashes. His pupils were blown a bit, eyes filled with lust. He was practically breathing into your mouth. You will yourself to just kiss him. It’s not like you were Luke’s girl you thought, so you started to lean in.

As Austin placed his hand on the back of your neck you felt someone grab your arm tugging you out of Austin’s grip.

“Y/n” Luke appeared next to you.

“Is there a problem man?” Austin said grabbing one of your hands.

Luke rolled his eyes with a sly grin on his face, “Cal wants to talk to you.” he said to you not breaking eye contact with the pissed off guy in front of you.

“I’m a bit busy.” you said annoyance brewing in you as you ripped your arm out of Luke’s hand. “Can it wait?”

“Nope, said it was important.” he said nonchalantly “Better go find him.”

You internally groaned, “I’ll be right back.” you said leaning in to peck Austin’s cheek.

“Y/n, C’mon!” Luke shouted over the music.

“Fine!” you groaned leaving Luke and Austin behind you as you scanned the bar for Calum.

After searching for a few minutes you saw him in a booth with Ashton, and Michael talking and laughing.

“Calum,” you called. He glanced up at you waving a hand above his hand. You slid into the booth next to him, your patience growing thin.

“What is it?” you said.

“What?” he said, confusion spreading across his face.

“Luke said you needed to talk to me, what’s up?”

Calum’s eyebrows tugged together glancing at the other guys.

“I haven’t talked to Luke since we got here.”

You rolled your eyes and turned to the corner across the room where Luke had Hannah pressed up against the wall.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” you said out loud, rubbing your temple in frustration.

Ashton gave you a sympathetic smile and glanced at Michael who was practically sleeping on Cal’s shoulder.

“Maybe we should head out.” he said motioning to the drunk mess that was the three of you.

“No” Calum whined, dragging out the oh sound. “y/n was about to get some.” he teased poking your side.

“Just take him home, y/n/n.” Michael groaned, not even opening his eyes.

You pondered the idea, you never did stuff like this. But Austin was hot, and Luke was preoccupied. To say the least.

“I could take him home.” you say aloud trying to convince yourself.

“Then do it.” Calum challenged.

“I will.” you stated proudly. “You guys get Luke. Ash, you get the uber, and Austin and I will meet you at the door. “ you gave a quick nod to the boys and went to get Austin.

Austin stood exactly where you left him on the dance floor.

“Thank god you’re back. I-“

Before he had a chance to finish, you crashed your lips onto his. He quickly fell into the kiss moving his hand to the small of you back. Before it went any further you pulled apart about an inch, and spoke into his mouth,

“Come back to my apartment?”

“Absolutely.” he said an excited smile growing on his face.

When the two of you made it to where your group was struggling to stand by the door Luke pulled apart from Hannah, looking Austin up and down. His eyes stopping where your hands were interlocked.

“Love, a word?” he slurred, nodding his head away from the group.

You walked with him just outside the door.

“What’s up?”

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean with this guy, what are you doing with him?”

“Um, taking him home with me?” you said confused.

“You can’t do that.”

“Who says?” anger began building as you looked up at him.

“Uh, me I guess. You know nothing about him.”

This caused you to scoff, a laugh passing your lips, “And you do a background check on every girl you take home with you?”

“That’s different,” he alleged.

“And how’s that?” your patience was growing thin, and you could feel this conversation sobering you up.

“I don’t know y/n, you're just not one night stand material.”

Okay, ouch. Tears began to prick at your waterline.

“Go to hell.” you breathed, pushing past him.

“No, y/n/n. You know that’s not what I meant. C’mon love, hey I’m sorry.” he called after you.

As you approached the group, holding back tears, you took a glance at Austin in front of you and realized that no matter how hot he was you really didn’t even want this. How could you when you were head over heels in love with your asshole of a best friend.

But it was too late now, you would do it. Even if it was wrong. Even if you didn’t want to. Even if it was just to spite Luke.

“Ready to head out?” you questioned aloud, swallowing your hurt.

“Yep, uber just got here.” Ashton confirmed, guiding a hammered Calum and Michael out the door.

You all climbed into the Uber X Ashton had ordered, Luke, Hannah, and Calum in the back, Ashton in the passenger seat, and Michael, Austin, and you in the middle.

As you pulled away from the club, Ashton spoke over the light music coming from the car radio and gave the driver Luke’s address. The group had made plans to all spend the night at Luke’s, like you typically did after a night out.

“We have one more stop actually” you choked out, feeling Austin lean into you, lips attaching to your neck.

You gave the man your address and turned your attention back to the sexually charged man glued to your side. As he moved his kisses up to your jaw you closed your eyes, in order to prevent yourself from breaking down. The constant reminder that Luke had no interest in you, being thrown in your face as Hannah released soft sighs behind you.

Ashton glanced back at you from the front seat,

“You feeling okay, kid?” he asked.

You nodded gulping, and looked up at the ceiling to deter your threatening tears.

His eyes narrowed in concern as he adjusted his body in his seat so he was looking you in the eyes. Luke turned his attention away from Hannah (much to her despair) to the front of the car as Ashton spoke.

“Y/n, you sure? Maybe you and your friend should continue this another night.” Ashton suggested, noticing how you had tensed up and your expression had faltered since entering the car.

Austin pulled off of you and shot him a frustrated glare from his seat. Ashton raised his eyebrows in response, silently challenging Austin to confront him.

Austin moved in centimeters from your ear, “Your friends are kind of cockblocks.” he complained.

You tilted your head away from him and looked out the window Michael was sitting next to.

“Maybe they’re right.” you muttered. “Maybe you should just go home, and we can do this some other time. I’m not feeling well.”

You kept your gaze directed outside of the car, too afraid to see his reaction to your sudden rejection.

“Your kidding right?” he scoffed.

You were becoming more anxious by the second as he rambled on about how you must be joking.

“I’m not laughing.” Luke interrupted flatly.

“Okay, what’s your deal man?” Austin’s demeanor had quickly changed as he turned to face Luke, aggression clear in his face.

Luke held his hands in the air before resting them on the back of your seat. “No deal, she’s just clearly not interested, so maybe you could give her some space.”

Calum and Michael perked up in their seats as the mood in the car shifted. In the front Ashton was talking to the driver, explaining how you would be getting dropped off with the rest of them.

Austin was in a confrontational mood now, one that made you uneasy. He and Luke continued to bicker back and forth. Hannah sat confused and aggravated next to Luke.

You were seconds away from crumbling, feeling extremely upset and overwhelmed. Michael placed a hand on your shoulder, hoping to ease some of your distress as you pulled into Luke’s driveway.

Everyone got out of the car, leaving Austin stirring in his own anger. Ashton patted the top of the car twice before it drove away.

“Well, y/n you sure know how to pick em’” Luke commented.

Calum shot him a disapproving look as you shoved past, running inside.

You had officially reached your breaking point. You couldn’t have Luke but you were in too deep to be with anyone else. Not to mention the fact that Luke seemed to be taking pleasure in your misfortune for the night.

You went straight for the bathroom. All the alcohol and confrontation hadn’t been kind to your stomach.

You hunched over the toilet and began throwing up before you even got the chance to close the door all the way. Your eyes were red and stinging from your tears and your throat was stripped raw. Hugging your knees to your chest you sat with your back against the sink.

Three soft knocks came from the cracked door and you peered up through cloudy eyes to see Ashton looking at you with pity clear on his face.

“Can I come in?”

You nodded into your knees, staring down at the familiar tiles of Luke’s bathroom.

You couldn’t count how many times you had been in this exact spot. Whether it be dealing with the consequences of your unhealthy coping mechanism after a night out like you were now. Early mornings after sleeping over, sitting in the steam while Luke showered because he just couldn’t wait to tell you a story, or late nights he would convince you to paint his nails. All of it was replaying in your head.

“Why can’t he just love me the way I love him?” you whimpered as a sob broke from your throat.

Ashton was quick to wrap his arms around you, taking a seat on the floor.

“It’s okay, y/n.” he shushed. “You’re okay.

“I love him, Ash” your voice muffled from being pressed to his shoulder.

“I know.” he comforted you, rocking your frame lightly. You sat in silence for a bit, trying to control your breathing.

By the time you left the bathroom Calum and Michael were asleep on the couch and Luke and Hannah had gone to Luke’s room. Ashton laid on the couch with the other guys and you made your way to the guest room, falling asleep the second your head hit the pillow.

You woke up early with a throbbing headache and an insatiable craving for iced coffee. There was no doubt in your mind that you were first one awake, the guys wouldn’t be up for hours. You tiptoed through the living room past a sleeping Michael, Calum, and Ashton being careful not to wake them. As you turned the corner to leave you heard a voice from the kitchen,

“Morning,” Luke called, his gravelly voice making it very clear he had just woken up. He was leaning on the cabinet in a pair of sweats, a cup of coffee in hand.

“Oh, you’re up.” you responded still moving towards the door.

“Going somewhere?” he questioned walking towards you.

“Yea I gotta go, I have uh…” your mind was drawing a blank. “ya know, laundry.”

“Wait,” he sprung forward in two big steps grabbing your shoulder. “as urgent as that sounds, I wanna talk.”

“‘bout what?”

“I feel like I should apologize for last night.”

“It’s okay, we can talk about it later. I really gotta get going.”

“Y/n! Will you let me say sorry, please?” he pleaded

“You have.” you replied nodding at him before turning away once again.

“Fine, then can I ask why you tried to take someone home last night. You never do that.”

“No reason.” you lied, opening the front door.

“Really? Cause Cal said something last night about you being jealous or something and then I went to check on you and I overheard-”

“I gotta go.” you panicked, taking a step outside.

Right before the door swung closed and you made your escape Luke stopped it with his hand and spoke,

“Are you in love with me?”

You froze where you stood, squeezing your eyes shut completely mortified.

Slowly, you spun back around to face Luke. He stepped out of the door frame allowing you reentrance and led you to the kitchen. Once you had both sat down he spoke again,

“So is it true? What you told Ashton last night, is it true?”

You placed your hands over your eyes and shook your head.

“Does it matter?” you responded.

“Of course it matters, what do you mean?”

“I mean you have Hannah and it doesn’t matter how I fe-”

“Hannah’s gone.” he interrupted.

“Gone?”

“It wasn’t gonna work out with us. I ended things last night.”

“Why would you end things with-” you paused, eyes narrowing.

Luke looked down, suddenly not wanting to meet your eyes.

“Do you...you love me?”

At this Luke shot up from his seat and started pacing around the kitchen.

“Well, of course I do. But I asked you first, and you can’t just..” he rambled on but you stopped listening after “of course I do”

“Lu,” you said, standing up

He continued talking, not even hearing you over his own nervous talking and fidgeting.

“Lu.” you called a bit louder.

He turned to you, stopping mid sentence his mouth still hanging open.

“I am.”

“You…” he spoke slowly, eyes frozen on you.

“I am in love with you.”

Both of you were frozen in place, terrified that if you moved you may wake up and discover this was all just a dream. You stayed like that for about a minute till you broke the silence.

“I have been, for a couple years now. And I never told you, cause I always thought that-” you were cut off by Luke’s lips.

He had one hand on the back of your neck and the other pulling you closer by the waist. You melted into the kiss pressing a hand to his chest. It may sound cliche but you swore you were seeing fireworks as he ran his tongue along your bottom lip.

“I love you.” he sighed as you pulled apart. “I am so in love with you, fuck I can’t believe-” Before he had a chance to ramble again you pulled him back in for another kiss.

After a few minutes you broke away to catch your breath. Luke moved his hands to cup both your cheeks,

“Hi.” he cooed.

“Hi” you smiled. “I need coffee” you turned away walking towards the kitchen.

“Hey no wait” he whined pulling you back by the waist. “m’not done kissing you.”

“We have plenty of time for that, but I need coffee now.” you teased pressing a swift kiss to his lips.

“Mmm, I know but we’ve got a lot of catching up to do” he said chasing behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist as you walked to the coffee machine.

As you fixed yourself a coffee, Luke's chin resting on the top of your head, you heard shuffling from the living room. When you looked up Michael was walking in with messy hair and eyes puffy from sleep. He glanced at you in Luke’s arms, his expression unchanging and mumbled while pulling orange juice from the fridge,

“It’s about time.”

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lashton-is-my-drug · 3 years

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Lashton "Ghost of You" Masterpost

I suspect the song "Ghost of You" (on the album "Youngblood") that Ashton Irwin and Luke Hemmings wrote together, is about them reflecting back on their relationship. It's about them falling in love at such a young age, then growing so close when Luke and Ash lived together during 2017, then when Luke moved out to his own place there was a huge painful void that was felt by no longer living together. Let's take a look at the song lyrics and then what the guys have said and what their interactions around the song have been, in order to see if this might be correct.

Starting with song lyrics analysis of "Ghost of You"....

"Ghost Of You" Lyric Analysis

Song title analysis - A ghost is a presence of someone who is no longer with you, caused by the end of a relationship, the person is no longer near you but once was very close, or a literal passing away. The use of the word ‘you’ means the song is directed towards said person.

Here I am waking up, still can't sleep on your side

There's your coffee cup, the lipstick stain fades with time

If I could dream long enough, you'd tell me I'd be just fine

I'll be just fine

The first verse is this person giving an update on what their life is currently like without their partner (you) around. This person is only able to focus on finite things. There’s a loss felt by their romantic partner no longer being near them. When a couple shares a bed, they each tend to have a side they always sleep on. This person is struggling to cope with their partner not being there. The use of the word “still” means it’s been this way ever since this partner left. Lipstick stain is a more dense heavy duty step up from lipstick. It’s longer lasting. It's so strong that in order to remove a lipstick stain from clothing, you have to use a rubbing alcohol. This person's partner was a big part of their life. Daily routine things (having morning coffee) traces of this person still exist in this person's life. This person is not doing things to move on, the pain is long lasting.

“If I could dream long enough”. When dealing with loss, it can really mess with your quality of sleep. It expresses a yearning for their partner but unable to reach any closure.

This person knows their partner would want to tell this person that they'll get through this.

For the last line of this verse, this person switches to “I’ll be just fine” because they can’t hear it directly from their romantic partner so they try to tell it to themself. It could also be telling their partner that they'll be fine even though the ghost of them can't say it back.

So I drown it out like I always do

Dancing through our house with the ghost of you

And I chase it down, with this shot of truth

Dancing through our house with the ghost of you

Using “drowning” as in hyperbole. “Drowning” something out, not describing the act of actually drowning. On Luke’s solo album track “Slip Away”, he refers to drowning out the fires. Luke has said that song is about moments of happiness and not feeling like you deserve them. A feeling of unrest. I’m not sure if there’s a correlation or parallel between the two songs but that came to my mind when I was listening to his album. When you ‘drown’ something out, you use other things to cover something up (not deal with) in one's mind with other thoughts or activities. This person is still trying to dance through the loss of their partner. The activity of dancing is filling space in their mind to make the loss feel less strong. The presence of the partner is still felt by this person, though they aren’t there in the same way they once were.

“And I chase it down, with this shot of truth” - That strong feeling that this person misses their partner's presence so much that it’s become a bold truth. This person continues to keep parts of them alive by incorporating them into the things they do every day or the things/reminders of their partner are still in the environment/their psyche. Luke and Ash have each had issues with alcohol. Alcohol can be used as a coping mechanism of avoidance to realities. Repeating the “Dancing through our house…” line is acting as a way to focus on what’s helping this person to live their life, drowning it out by doing something that helps keep a sense of connection as comfort with their partner. Musically, this song keeps a very even 1-2-3 beat which can easily be slow danced to with a partner.

Cleaning up today, found that old Zeppelin shirt

You wore when you ran away, and no one could feel your hurt

We're too young, too dumb, to know things like love

But I know better now, better now

“Cleaning up today”. Goes back to talking about daily mundane things. This style makes this song sound like a letter to their partner. “Cleaning up” can be a reference to tidying up to restore order, but it could also be a broader meaning of getting one's life back to a healthy place. During 2017, Luke moved in with Ash when Luke was going through a chaotic broken time in his life. This is also the year this song was written. Luke and Ash both used this time to heal from hurts and to work on finding themselves into a better happier headspace. A reference to a Led Zeppelin band t-shirt stands out to me because Ashton has worn at least 3 different Zeppelin shirts and has mentioned his love for the band. The style of music he enjoys are rock bands of the past. He posts many Instagram stories of his currently listening to songs/albums and of vinyl records he collects. The songs and bands line up with this as his legitimate music preferences.

“You wore when you ran away, no one could feel your hurt” - Ash has spoken in interviews about how when the guys left Australia to come to the US to pursue their dreams with the band, one of the motivators for leaving Aus was to “escape” and “didn’t want to be where [we] were”. Feb 2018 Zach Sang interview

This line could also mean, running away from love. Feeling scared, lonely, and not believing in love because of what’s hurt you in your past.

“Too young, too dumb to know things like love” - Sounds like what people say when your young age doesn’t fit with how strongly you find yourself loving someone. Luke was about age 14/15 and Ashton was about age 15/16 when they met each other. It's really worth it to look into how Luke and Ash were towards each other from so very early on. Heck, the way they met was Ash defending Luke against some bullies. If that's not the type of meet cutes out of the movies, I don't know what is! The early YouTube videos show how much young love fonding google-y eyes they were doing towards each other. One of the very first examples, when Luke, Calum, and Ash did a cover of Chris Brown's song "Forever". Compilation video of a lot of couple-y type things they have done Part 1 Part 2 When love is happening to you, sometimes you don’t know how to appreciate it to the level it deserves, simply because perhaps you don't even realize that it is love that you are experiencing. Finding true love is so super special, if you can find it. This song is celebrating a true love this person has found.

“But I know better now, better now” - This person is reflecting back on falling in love and realizing that what you were experiencing was actually love and your life was/is better because of finding and experiencing it. This person is more capable now of knowing when love is happening and more capable of how to nurture it. This shows personal growth and maturity as one gets older to realize this.

So I drown it out like I always do

Dancing through our house with the ghost of you

And I chase it down, with this shot of truth

Dancing through our house with the ghost of you

Chorus repeats.

(Fine)

Too young, too dumb

(Fine)

To know things like love

(Fine)

Too young, too dumb

(Fine)

This section is a beautiful ‘call and response’ between this person and their ‘ghost’ romantic partner. The ghost/partner is repeating a chant of “fine” to try to comfort this person that they’ll get through this loss. This person is singing the lines about their love they experienced.

So I drown it out like I always do

Dancing through our house with the ghost of you

And I chase it down, with this shot of truth

That my feet don't dance like they did with you

The chorus starts to repeat but then does a switch for the last line. “My feet don’t dance like they did with you”. The love this person experienced with their partner was/is one of a kind and when you ‘dance’ with someone you are in sync. Knowing love makes you feel so alive and you both know each other so intimately that you both just get everything about each other. This romantic partner was/is someone who truly was/is ‘your person’. Feet not dancing like they did with this person could also be referring to queer love. A different kind of love than of the straight kind.

Dancing is an actual activity that the 5SOS guys all enjoy, but in particular that Luke and Ashton enjoy together. On a keek, Ashton was trying to get people around him to dance and then Luke is near him who dances, Ash then says while smiling and sweetly soft, "Luke will always dance with me".

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When they lived together, they posted videos of them having fun dancing, just the two of them.

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New Year's Eve they posted a dancing video, again while they were living together. During this one, Luke calls Ash "baby".

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"Ghost of You" section of Cocktail Chats

Here's what happened and how the guys talk about the song "Ghost of You" during the “Youngblood” album Cocktail Chats.

There's so much Luke and Ash!!

The way Mikey talks about the song being his favorite since its so emotional, leads me to believe its a bit deeper than the "This Is Us" tv show inspiration story Luke gave.

Another hint that it has a different meaning to the song is because Ash asks him if he's talking about "The Office", not "This Is Us", so did Ash even know about that as one inspiration when they were writing it?

There's more to this song than Luke's first inspiration, something deeper about Love. Something that was even more inspirational, way more.

I'm including the video with my edited comments into the video to help show what stands out to me. Yes, the guys were drunk during this but they were still themselves. Sometimes our drunk selves reveal things that we wouldn't be comfortable sharing on a typical day, too.

Ash has tweeted about GoY a few times. One of them, he gets very sentimental about how this song reminds him about "not taking love for granted again". It's quite a meaningful song to him, I'd say.

Yes, Ash, we are listening. You deserve to be heard.

September 25, 2021 broadcast of Global Citizen Live event - 5SOS's first live performance back, their setlist was "She Looks So Perfect" (5SOS's first big hit single), three tracks from the Youngblood (2018) album. They played “Teeth”, “Ghost of You”, and “Youngblood”. Luke and Ash wrote most of the YB album. (No songs from the more recent album CALM (2020)?? but you go to the first album of the 5SOS discography that Lashton mostly wrote?? Inch resting...)

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After the show, the band tweeted out a few pictures. Ashton tweeted a sweet selfie of him and Luke with bringing up "Ghost of You", specifically. Something I also noticed was that Ash necklace and Luke's suit coordinated as shades of blue. Also, Luke has blue eyes so Ash’s necklace also matches those too. If not intentional, it’s a very sweet coincidence. 😊

In conclusion.... Luke and Ash are so romantic about love and "Ghost of You" is LASHTON AF. The "ghost" is the absence they felt of no longer living together. They each missed each other, their 'person'. Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

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honeyedlashton · 2 years

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A Dangerous Game

Guess who’s back. That’s right, me bitch. Here’s some cowboy Lashton content. That’s right. Wild West themed folks. And it’s exclusively on AO3 this time cause I didn’t wanna put it on Wattpad. (That shit is evil.) But now we’re back. This fic is like loosely based on “Cowboy Like Me” by Taylor Swift. It’s another chapter fic but I stg it’s different this time. Here’s the plot summary:

The luck of the draw did not come up in Ashton’s favor. But thank god he and Calum are on their way to a new job. Maybe he’ll make enough on Mr. Clifford’s ranch to make up for the heaping debts this cowboy’s racked up over time.

Meanwhile Luke’s willing to do whatever it takes to get on the road westward to California, even though it takes becoming a brothel worker. He doesn’t mind though. While he’s a romantic at heart hoping to find true love and freedom, at the end of the day it’s only a job.

Ashton’s a broke cowboy with a thing for blondes, and Luke is a brothel worker with a weak spot for outlaws.

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littledrummeraussie · 3 years

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littledrummeraussie / blurbs.

latest update: August 16, 2021

blurbs tag.

ASHTON IRWIN blurbs.

bed, massage, cream.

breakfast, snow, couch.

night, necklace, fridge.

scruff.

dog, bath, dress.

even more about Ashton's hands.

a video call with Ashton on tour.

Ashton catching baby fever.

apologizing after an argument.

late night visit in the studio.

Ashton picks you up after a stressful day.

dad!Ashton & Lottie Bear.

first kiss with Ashton.

the first few kisses with Ashton.

cockwarming in the morning.

teasing Ashton with the name daddy.

telling Ashton you’re pregnant.

surprising Ashton with nipple piercings.

Ashton being a tease.

dom!Ashton & praise kink.

Ashton tries to get you pregnant.

shower confessions.

rolled up sleeves and oral sex.

polka dot shirts and morning coffees.

the first time calling Ashton ‘Muffin’.

surprising Ashton on tour.

sub!Ashton receives a blowjob.

sizekink with Ashton.

backstage sex with dom!Ashton at a festival.

taking care of Ashton when he comes home from tour.

the first time Ashton accidentally sees you naked.

subspace and aftercare with dom!Ashton.

Ashton comforting you.

falling in love with roommate!Ashton.

thunderstorm cuddles.

Ashton has an oral fixation.

Ashton and anal pleasure (first time).

because I care about you!.

midnight shopping date.

good enough.

hey, that’s my shirt!.

it’s kinda comforting.

basement noise.

Lottie's dance recital.

get lost and drive forever.

i never dreamed that i’d love somebody like you.

more than just a feeling.

touch of the fingertips.

precious cargo: meet Alex.

CALUM HOOD blurbs.

giving Calum a blowjob while he’s on voice rest.

shower sex with Calum in Ashton’s house.

welcome home sex with Calum after tour.

Calum comforting you when something bad happens in your book.

MICHAEL CLIFFORD blurbs.

did you know that you talk in your sleep?.

POLY!CASHTON blurbs.

poly!Cashton teasing you in public.

POLY!LASHTON blurbs.

poly!Lashton smut.

#masterlist

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clumsyclifford · 2 years

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Hi bella!! Happy Valentine's day I love you!! Can I get "I don't know if I can do this" for whichever 5sos pairing you're currently vibing with? Thank you mwah have a good day <3

hi team !! happy late valentine's day back!!! i used pairing bot for this in order to be as equitable as possible and it said lashton so there you are. here is a scuba diving fic i thought i would never write. love you !! <3

read here on ao3

Everything is fine until they get in the water. Then Ashton turns to Luke and says nervously, “Um, I don’t know if I can do this, actually.”

“You’ll be okay,” Luke promises. “What’s the worst that can happen?”

“What do you mean? My head could explode! Did you watch the video?”

Okay, so the instructional video on scuba diving hadn’t been the most reassuring thing to watch for a group of novices. Ashton’s brave face had melted away as the polite lady narrating the video had informed them about how they could sustain permanent ear damage if they didn’t equalise enough. Luke gets that they need to understand the risks, but still.

Even the scuba mask isn’t enough to hide the fear in Ashton’s face, and that’s saying something.

“Your head won’t explode,” Luke says. “Just equalise like the video said. You do it all the time without realising when you’re on aeroplanes and stuff. This isn’t that different.”

“From aeroplanes?”

“Okay, it’s not like flying in a plane, but— you know what I mean. It’s just releasing the pressure on your ears or something.”

“But if I don’t do it enough times my head will explode,” Ashton says. “And if I do it too many times my head might explode anyway!”

“Ash, your head’s not going to explode.”

“If I try to go up too fast—”

“You guys okay?” It’s the scuba instructor, Liam. “We’re going to go under and practise everything you learned, and then we’ll get going.”

Luke glances at Ashton, who swallows visibly. “Yeah,” he says. “Okay. I— yeah.”

Luke puts a hand on his shoulder and Ashton shoots him a look. “Yeah, we’re ready. Are Cal and Mike—” He looks around and realises abruptly that Calum and Michael are nowhere to be found.

Liam points to two submerged individuals who seem to be making gestures at each other below the surface. “They’re already under.”

“Ah.” The two of them seem to be having no trouble with all the assumed risks of being buried under several metric tons of saltwater. “Alright, then.”

Liam nods and dunks under without another word. Luke looks back at Ashton and nods; they both insert their regulators and sink down together. Water leaks into Luke’s mask. He blinks rapidly. Liam is gesturing at him: OK?

No, Luke wants to say, I can’t see! But there’s no silent hand gesture for that, so Luke just gives the OK sign in response, and Liam turns next to Ashton with the same question.

Luke’s not sure how Ashton replies. He’s too busy trying to remember how to clean his mask. There’s supposed to be a trick, but they never actually showed him how to do it, and now Luke is completely at a loss. He’s supposed to…lean his head back and pinch the top of the mask, maybe? But if he does that and it doesn’t work, then more water will get in, and that will make it worse. Luke can’t spend half an hour to an hour scuba diving with eyes wide open in a pool of salt water. No way.

He’s very aware of his breathing as it gets faster. This has to be one of the top ten worst places to have a panic attack. Except he's not panicking and he can’t panic because he only has a limited amount of oxygen and he has no idea how long it will last him. This knowledge does not make him any less panicked.

What’s the hand gesture for ‘I’m freaking out, this was a terrible mistake, let me out’? Luke thinks desperately. He looks over at Ashton, who seems occupied with the pressure gauge.

Right. The pressure gauge. Luke scrambles for his and looks at it. Fine. Standard. Acceptable levels.

So at least if he dies down here, it won’t be from asphyxiation.

But his head might explode. His head could very well explode. That is a very real threat. The reassurances he'd given Ashton don't feel quite so convincing anymore.

Somehow he responds adequately to all of Liam's requests, but the tightness in his chest doesn't ease up, and Luke decides that when they surface before starting the trip, he's going to have no choice but to back out. If this is how he's reacting when the surface is literally right above him, he can't imagine he'll fare better when the dive starts in earnest. Maybe one day in his far future, when he's a proper adult who's mature and intelligent and stuff…maybe he can try again. But not now. Now he's too scared. It's pathetic, but it's true.

Liam leads them away. Luke follows. They must be practising swimming. The regulator hisses as he breathes, a sound reminiscent of Darth Vader.

As Liam begins to head deeper, Luke finds himself wondering when they're going to go back up. And then, when Liam doesn't make any move to turn around, it occurs to Luke that they're not going back up. Not until the trip is over.

This is it. And Luke can't back out. Like it or not, he's scuba diving now.

FUCK, Luke thinks, but they never learned a hand gesture for that, either.

He’s trailing behind the group. Ashton is in front of him, Calum and Michael side by side in front of them. Luke feels himself start to float up and quickly presses the button to make his vest heavier. None of this equipment makes intuitive sense; one of these buttons makes him heavier and one makes him lighter, and he’s just expected to remember which one is which. Why do they bother putting body weights on him if he’s just going to need to adjust his own weight? That’s what Luke wants to know.

Also, there’s still water in his mask. Fucking brilliant.

Zayn, the scuba diver responsible for taking pictures of this excursion, weaves in and out of Luke’s line of sight. Abruptly he’s within reach and holding up the camera. It’s obvious he wants Luke to do something to indicate that he’s enjoying himself, so Luke does a halfhearted thumbs up until Zayn swims away.

They swim deeper. Luke’s ears hurt. He equalises as instructed, pinching his nose and blowing out to pop them. It only kind of works, and they’re still going down, and Luke keeps equalising but even when it relieves the pressure it doesn’t alleviate the mild discomfort, and now Liam is pointing at something presumably cool, but Luke is too fucking concerned with his head imploding like a dying star to appreciate the coral or fish or what the fuck ever Liam thinks is so fascinating.

When Liam looks at him and makes the gesture for OK?, Luke shakes his head and points at his ear. This is supposed to indicate that there’s a problem, which there is. There’s no gesture for communicating that the problem is that Luke wants to get out and be done. Surprising considering how absolutely nerve-wracking this experience is.

Liam gestures as if to say equalise. Luke rolls his eyes.

There’s no gesture for I’ve been doing that, you fucking moron, so Luke just equalises again.

OK? Liam asks again, and if Luke could sigh, he would.

OK, he replies. Everyone is looking at him. That’s almost worse than the subtle ache in his ears. He’s actually relieved when Liam waves everyone onward, leaving Luke to frantically equalise in peace.

Every passing minute feels like a lifetime. One of Luke’s hands has a death grip on his pressure gauge, and the other seems permanently attached to his nose, equalising every five to ten seconds. Zayn ushers them all together to get a group photo at one point, and Luke barely manages to keep his hands at his sides long enough to get the shot. As soon as it’s over, he’s back to equalising. If there were an award for Most Equalised Individual, Luke would undoubtedly win it.

Distantly he registers a couple of cool-looking signs of underwater life — schools of fish and fish-like animals — but for the most part his attention is completely focused on the Darth Vader sound of oxygen as it travels through his regulator. As long as he keeps equalising, and as long as his oxygen tank doesn’t suddenly give up on him, he can’t die down here. He’s going to survive this trip, damn it, if only so he can resurface and swear off ever scuba diving again as long as he lives.

And then they’re swimming up instead of down, finally, and when Luke actually breaks the surface he almost starts crying.

He wrenches the regulator out of his mouth and the mask off his face and sees Ashton doing the same. There are suction marks around Ashton’s eyes, which means Luke no doubt has the same ones.

“Oh my fucking God,” Luke says, the first words he’s spoken in maybe an hour. “Holy fucking shit.”

“We lived,” Ashton says, grinning.

Luke rubs his eyes. “Oh my fucking God I honestly thought I was going to die. Holy fuck.”

“Really?”

“I felt like my head was going to explode,” Luke says. Ashton snorts a laugh.

“You were the one telling me that wouldn’t happen!”

“Well, I was fucking wrong!” Luke squeezes his eyes shut and opens them, and oh man it feels good to breathe real air and speak real words.

“Yeah, that was pretty terrifying,” Ashton agrees. “But hey, I’m glad we did it. Now we can say we’ve done it!”

“If we had come up again between the practise and the actual trip, I would absolutely have quit,” Luke admits. “I was honestly going to. I thought we’d come back up before we actually started, and I was going to back out.”

“Yeah,” Ashton says. “I don’t blame you.”

“That was fucking sick!” Michael splashes his way over to them, followed closely by Calum, who seems to be of similar opinion. “Did you guys see that fucking massive fish?”

“Michael almost kicked me in the face, like, three times,” Calum loudly declares.

Michael splashes him. “Not on purpose, you arse!”

“Still did it, you arse!” Calum turns to Ashton and Luke. “What’d you think?”

“Traumatising,” Ashton says.

“Absolutely terrifying,” Luke agrees. “I didn’t see any of the fish or anything. I was just afraid of my head exploding.”

“Really? You missed out.”

“I wish I’d missed out,” Luke huffs.

“But we’re glad we went,” Ashton says, shooting Luke a glance. “Right?”

Luke shrugs. “Not really, but whatever.”

Ashton laughs. “You’re such a hypocrite. ‘What’s the worst that can happen?’ ‘Your head won’t explode!’ Full of shit, you are.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”

“Well, I’m glad we went,” Michael proclaims. The four of them begin the trek out of the water. All of the gear that felt pretty normal when they were swimming suddenly weighs a thousand kilos. Luke grimaces as he hauls himself onto the shore. “Sorry you guys were so nervous, though.”

“Eh, whatever. I’ll just never go again.”

“I’d go again,” Calum says. “Right, Mike?”

“Fuckin’ absolutely, yeah,” Michael enthuses. “Maybe we should get, like, certified or whatever.”

Luke looks over at Ashton and fondly rolls his eyes. “These two.”

“These two,” Ashton agrees.

They make relatively quick work of shedding the equipment and peeling off the wetsuits. Zayn uploads the pictures from the dive and starts playing them as a slideshow on the dive shack TV screen.

Luke wraps his towel tighter around his shoulders and sits pressed against Ashton on the bench. “Never doing this shit again,” he grumbles, and Ashton wraps an arm around his shoulder.

“You and me both, buddy,” he says.

Michael and Calum laugh as the picture of Luke and his unenthused thumbs-up graces the screen. Even Luke gives a chuckle; it’s kind of funny how clear it is that Luke is not having a good time.

The rest of the pictures are actually kind of dope, though. They all look rather silly with their wetsuits and regulators and oxygen tanks and all, but on the other hand… They’re scuba diving. They actually did that. They could have died, and they didn’t.

Ashton taps his shoulder. “You think we should buy the pictures?”

Luke glances over at Michael and Calum, grinning and pointing at the slideshow. “Yeah,” he says, quirking a smile. “I mean, we lived. May as well tell the tale.”

“That’s the spirit,” Ashton murmurs, squeezing his shoulders, and for once Luke doesn’t try to relieve the pressure.

#ashton irwin #luke hemmings #lashton #lashton fic #5sos #5sos fic #fic #my fic #i went scuba diving in december it was THE most terrifying thing ive ever done in my life #so here's 2k of projecting my Stress on luke hemmings #when is it not projecting stress onto luke hemmings am i right #i need to check shuttle and train schedules and get dressed and pack for going into the city now #like i need to do that nowwwww now now #instead of posting this #but no one can stop me babyyy !!#adri if ur reading this i feel that you may enjoy this fic simply because it is scuba diving #i actually don't know if you've ever gone scuba diving but i sort of assume you would have #on account of being marine life

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tinyglitterrose · 1 year

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Omega?

Part 1, Lashton, boyxboy, 18+

Omega Ashton, Alpha Luke (+ Alpha Calum & Michael)

Warnings: SMUT, O/B/A

(Ashton is 22 in this one and the others around 20 but they look like 2021/2022.)

Summary: No one knows Ashton recently presented as an omega. He goes into his first heat and needs Luke to help him who's trying to resist that...

and ofc: don't like? don't read

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No one in the band bad found out yet. Ashton drowned himself in scent neutralizer every few hours and it was a constant battle against his inner self to not do anything submissive like dropping to the ground to give Luke a foot massage when he complained about his new boots hurting or taking his vest off thus leaving him shirtless when Michael complained about the temperatures just before a soundcheck.

He didn't want them to know that - for whatever weird reason - he had two weeks ago presented as an omega after having been a beta for almost four years. It made absolutely no sense to him.

Having to secretly go see a doctor and explain the situation, then getting a huge supply of scent neutralizer was the most humiliating thing he had ever had to go through. And even worse, the store had been out of suppressants so he was scared shitless of his first heat. He had read a lot about omegas, heats and whatever else that related to it that he could think of since Tuesday two weeks ago.

No one really knew why he had suddenly presented as something new at 22. The doctors only suggestion had been that his body had been repressing it. That made no sense to Ashton, something must have gone wrong.

Really wrong. He hated his new urges, his new feelings. Hated being around three alphas even though he loved his boys dearly.

He had made it a habit to always stay behind in the dressing rooms and help the make up artists and stylists clean up. They didn't question it but they gave him weird looks. He had also made it a habit to stay behind on the tourbus to make everyone's bed and clean used dishes. He had made it a habit to minimize the time he spent rehearsing on the drums. It was so loud and surely the three alphas must be annoyed everytime he messed up. And it was just generally annoying, wasn't it? Just like his voice so he talked less in interviews, concerts but also every day life.

Calum had asked him a few times if he was okay but Ashton was eager to nod and smile, giving a small yes. He had to be happy, he couldn't be annyoing when he was happy, right? Not overly happy, though. Just enough for them to be able to forget he was there and that they didn't worry about him.

"Luke, come on, clean your shit up", the boys were arguing when Ashton entered the bus. Immediately he wanted to fall to his knees and apologize for something that wasn't even his fault.

"I said I'll fucking do it later, Cal, you're getting on my nerves"

"No, Luke, don't be a dick, your clothes are everywhere!"

"Cuz I dropped my suitcase!", the blonde raised his voice and Ashton could hardly supress a whimper, his shoulders drawing up tight.

With quite steps he forced himself to get out of the corner of the bus door and opened the slide door to the bunk beds. Luke's stuff was all over the floor.

Ashton cleaned it. He cleaned it all up, even neatly folded his clothes into his suitcase then put it back on his bed.

He kept releasing tiny whimpers, hands shaking a little everytime he heard one of the other three boys shout at another one. God, how he hated being this weak. He felt like a baby.

And he also felt stupid. He had come to the bus to reapply his neutralizer. But then he had cleaned Luke's stuff instead and he had forgotten.

And now his bandmates were looking around looking for an omega. Ashton pretended to look, too.

"Man, she smells hot, if she's single -"

"No, I smelt it first, give me a chance first"

"We haven't even found her, where is she?"

"Why do you think it's a her?", Ashton asked quietly, hoping to not be obvious. Luke and Calum gave him non approving looks for a second, Mike didn't even notice.

"We can smell that, Ash, you wouldn't understand", whether Luke had intended it or he was just distracted,his voice sounded cold. So cold that tears formed at Ashton's eyes and he quickly rushed to the nearest bathroom.

They thought he smelled female? So he wasn't just weak and a crybaby now but also female? The drummer released a sob he couldn't hold back. He hated it, he hated his new self so mluch, how could this be who he was supposed to be?

And no one was coming to check on him, he was alone and hiding in a public bathroom, hating his new self with every fibre of his being.

He avoided his bandmates for the next few days, always storming off stage as soon as a show ended and hiding in his bunk bed or hotel room.

His friends has meanwhile come the the conclusion that the omega must work with them, be someone on their crew and Ashton quietly cried himself to sleep one night when Michael and Calum discussed how distracted they were cuz they could still smell 'her' on the bus.

And from still reading on the internet about his new self in every few minute he could find, he had found out what it was supposed to feel like when he was going to have his first heat.

Ashton dreaded it. He despised it. He was terrified.

He had drowned himself in neutralizer this morning but when he joined his bandmates and they immediately started not so quietly whispering about smelling her somewhere close again, he knew it didn't work as well as it usually did today.

What made the day that was packed with interviews and radio station visits even worse was when, halfway through around 12 o'clock he felt something in his underpants.

His eyes widened with panic for a second before he realized he had not peed himself. It was slick, that stuff that he had read online would drip out of him, making him wet and - he had never felt more disgusted of himself. He was a beta, he had been, he was supposed to be. He shouldn't be leaking from his fucking ass.

Only 4 more hours, Ashton prayed to himself, 4 more hours and you can go and cry and hide in your hotel room and possibly suffocate under the sheets so you won't ever have to experience this again.

By the time he could finally do that - run to his hotel room like he was being chased by a demon, while trying to hold back tears - he had taken off his jacket and knotted it around his waist. His pants did look like he had peed himself now, a dark stain on the back as he had seen when he had hid away in a bathroom during a small break of interviews and had desperately tried to wipe this wet mess away.

He did the same thing now. Pants were discarded on the floor and he was ripping off toilet paper after paper, trying to get dry but it kept coming. Everything was wet, it was smeared all over his thighs and he couldn't even see the toilet paper role clearly anymore cuz he was crying too much.

He was shaking, sobbing, furiously rubbing at his cheeks to wipe away the tears and with an angry shout like cry he ripped one of the big hotel towels off the halters at the wall to his right. He spread it on the bed, then crashed into it.

Surely, his friends were having fun right now, all three of them talking about this oh so hot omega again and who would get to shoot their shot first. And what made Ashton's self hatred even worse is that he wanted those shots. He wanted an alpha. That stupid need for something was growing and he felt himself getting more desperate, gasping for breath inbetween sobs and slick sliding down the back and inside of his thighs with every clench he felt.

He hated that it was doing that. He didn't want to feel his fucking asshole begging for something inside of it. He wanted to chop his dick off because it was hard and leaking, the tip a flushed pink where it was pressed to his stomach, staining his shirt.

He didn't want this.

His phone rang but he ignored it. He was fine, to the boys everything was okay. And once this stupid heat was over, he would make even more of an effort at being good. He would clean more and do more things so they didn't have to do as much.

He was only an omega after all, and they had to be like servants to show they were worthy, right? Well, Ashton had never thought that of any omega but he thought it of himself. He had to prove he belonged to this band of three alphas, that he deserved to be with them and travel the world with them.

The drummer was so focused on what he would do to be more worthy when this was over and how much he hated his current state that he didn't take notice of the door opening.

His own crying drowned out the sound of it and he shrieked when something lightly touched his shoulder, curling in on himself.

Luke.

It was Luke.

His eyes were sad, his face in the most guilty, pityful, broken expression Ashton had ever seen it.

"I thought it was you", Luke said quietly, completely ignoring Ashton's nudity from the waist down, "But I thought no way, that's not even possible... I'm sorry, Ash"

"F-for what?", Ashton tried to stop crying, he was being pathetic in front of this alpha. Since when did he think of Luke as an alpha and not as Luke?

The blonde shook his head. "For being so ignorant. We should've noticed."

Ashton shrugged. Then he bit his lip, his stomach was churning at the presence of an alpha, his hole clenching like it was begging Ashton to ask Luke to help him and pushing more and more of this wet something out.

"I'm sorry for being a freak", he whispered, too scared to look Luke in the eyes, "I'm really sorry"

"Ash"

Ashton rapidly shook his head at the nickname. No, he didn't want any pity.

"It's okay if you hate me, fuck, I hate myself. I'm so disgusting and so weird and everything is so fucking wet and it's clenching - Luke, my fucking asshole is like, like - like spreading open and I wanna ask you to get your dick out! Why do I want to ask you to get your dick out?", he wanted to apologize immediately for swearing at Luke, but the younger one was quick to answer.

"It's your nature.", Luke was calm, the entire opposite to Ashton's frantic rambling, "You're in heat, it's your instinct to want that."

Luke's breath stuttered when Ashton remained quiet this time and looked up at him with big tears eyes, he was becoming aware of Ashton's lack of clothes now. "Shit", he mumbled, pressing a hand to his crotch.

Ashton's eyes followed his hand, another tear slipping from his eyes when he saw what his new omega self was doing to Luke.

"Ash, no, Ash", Luke shook his head, scrambling to wrap him into his arms despite his whimpers, "I won't touch you, I won't touch you, I swear. It's just that you're an omega in heat and it's really hard to hold myself back, god, your smell is so intoxicating, but I would never, never ever, do anything to you!"

"But, but I want that, why do I want that", Ashton was crying again, fingers digging into Luke's arms that were wrapped around his upper body, holding on tightly. He was so scared of these instincts, these wants that he had never felt before.

"No, you don't, Ash. That's your heat, it's the omega in you. And we won't let it win."

"R-really?"

"Yea", Luke carefully pressed a kiss to the trembling boy in his arms. He had never taken care of someone like this, despite being an alpha everyone always made fun of him for acting like an omega. Yet here he was, with his best friend in his arms who was probably the last person on earth that anyone would have suspected to actually be the omega.

Ashton stayed in his hotel room, sobbing and crying everytime that Luke was gone. But Luke always came back, carrying food, bath bombs, new towels - and he informed their management and Michael and Calum of Ashton's new development.

Both boys profusely apologized to Ashton for not realizing it was him, for making him feel bad and they felt so bad themselves. They had to do it over the phone though, a hotel room wall seperating them because they were very aware that they did not have Luke's strength of holding themselves back with an omega mid heat and on no suppressants in the same room.

Luke was struggling, too, Ashton could see that, and he tried his best to hide his constant hard on from his friend but Ashton knew it was there.

And he still wanted it. With every hour that passed and Luke - an alpha that could very much help him, knot him - he was getting more sure that it was him who wanted it, not just his omega nature.

Luke would carefully clean him up, drying off his thighs and changing the towels, and Ashton's cock was always hard. He'd gotten so close to cumming a few times when he would wipe himself with the towel, cuz Luke refused to clean anything but his legs for him. But never quite. He was still so ashamed and sad and scared.

But now the desperateness was growing. His whole dick was dark pink after two days of being hard, Luke had read him an article on the internet that assured him it was normal to near constantly have that during his heat, but it had also said that it stayed like that after orgasming. Ashton hadn't done that once.

Right now, he was lying on his stomach, dick painfully pressed into the damp towel beneath him, while Luke was carefully rubbing at his legs with another towel.

He couldn't take this anymore, he needed Luke to do something. Which was why, when Luke tapped the towel high on his thighs where they almost met his ass, he pushed down.

Luke gasped and pulled his hands away when his knuckles brushed over his bandmates' bare skin but Ashton was quick to grab his wrists.

The side of his flushed face pressed into the sheets from still lying on his stomach, legs spreading, Ashton used all his strength to push Luke's hands where he wanted them.

"Please, please", he mumbled, mouth dropping open into an o shape when he felt Luke's hands brush over his ass, one hand dipping into his crack and - it was gone.

"No", Luke said firmly, making Ashton sob with the coldness of it.

"No, no, please, Luke, please, I need -"

"Ashton, you don't want this. Please stop, I am not incredibly strong"

"Then don't be strong!", Ashton knew he sounded like a child throwing a tantrum now, but he couldn't help it, "I need to cum!"

"Then do it yourself!", Luke shouted, jumping off the bed and stomping to the bathroom to put away the used towel.

Ashton's lip wobbled at Luke's outburst and tears started forming again - god, he was crying so much, it was annoying him - but okay then.

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this is part one of at least two chapters, obviously a cliffhanger but i couldn't wait til i've finished it and i haven't posted in ages but i miss it so here you go ❤️

hope you like it, feel free to tell me your thoughts and ofc requests are open 🥰

#5sos masterlist #fanfic #5sos gay smut #ashton 5sos #ashton imagine #ashton irwin #ashton smut #bottom ashton #luke 5sos #luke hemmings fanfic #luke smut #luke hemmings smut #lashton #5sos fanfic #5 seconds of summer #5sos #5sos imagine #5sos fic #5sos smut

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5sosfanfictioncatalogue · 8 months

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Co-Workers AU Masterlist

cake topics (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum E, 39k

Summary: Every morning that week, Calum goes back to the bakery, collects his lemon bar, and sets up on the terrace with his laptop.

And every morning that week, he sees the tall guy with off duty model vibes, right around the same time, always carrying his iced coffee, always wearing a leather jacket. Since he’s all the way across the street, Calum doesn’t really get a good look at him beyond basic shapes, so the off duty model thing is based entirely on his build and the fact that he looks sort of effortlessly put together with his leather jacket and casual sneakers.

That’s probably why Calum waves like a maniac and blurts, “Hey buddy!” when he comes face to face with the guy when he’s in line for his lemon bar the following Monday morning.

Jumping before the Gunshot has Gone Off (ao3) - tigerlily_sunshine michael/luke, calum/ashton, luke/louis E, 128k

Summary: (In which Michael’s hated Luke since they met, and Luke’s hated him back—except, somehow, they can’t stop having sex with one another. To make matters worse, Luke is dumb enough to go and fall in love with the man who hates him.)

minute suite dreams (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum M, 10k

Summary: The attendant disappears down the hall, and Luke finally gets a good look at the place he and Calum will be spending the night.

“Oh fuck,” Luke murmurs under his breath, wheeling his suitcase into the space and looking back at Calum apologetically. “It’s, uh. Small.”

Sapphire (ao3) - Icantswim luke/ashton T, 3k

Summary: Part Five of my Lashton One-Shot challenge. Prompt: Coworkers

See the World Hanging Upside Down (ao3) - tigerlily_sunshine ot4 M, 117k

Summary: (In which Ashton pines after Luke, who is already in a relationship, and Luke really wants Ashton to meet Michael and Calum.)

small talk (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum T, 5k

Summary: There are these people in everyone’s life that aren’t really people you know, but they’re also not people you don’t know. Luke has a few of these sorts of uncategorizable acquaintances.

The barista who makes his iced latte every morning, the lady who always sits in the same seat across from him on the train, the guy who gets to work at the same time and shares the elevator with him to the 9th floor.

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An elevator fic.

takeoffs and landings (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/ashton T, 7k

Summary: It’s been Monday for an entire week. This might sound like an exaggeration. Like something Ashton would say to Calum after a long day at work. But it’s really just Ashton’s life right now.

***

a time loop soulmate au.

There Must Have Been Some Magic (ao3) - Maluminspace michael/ashton G, 4k

Summary: Ashton is the office Grinch and Michael maybe a little too enthusiastic about Christmas.

there’s no need to run and hide (when the world leaves a scar) (ao3) -haveufoundwhaturlookingfor luke/ashton, michael/calum T, 10k

Summary: Luke is a new intern, and he gets along with pretty much everyone he works with. Well, everyone except for Ashton Irwin. Ashton is cold, and doesn’t give him the time of day. Certain events keep on bringing the two together whether they like it or not, and eventually, Luke finds out why Ashton is so cold.

To Fall And To Live, To Adore And To Give - @ashtcnirwin (elivigar) luke/ashton E, 46k

Summary: In which Ashton and Luke spend a week together in a cabin in the Great Smoky Mountains.

two can play that game (but you win me every time) (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum T, 10k

Summary: When Calum tells people he works at IKEA, people tend to respond enthusiastically. Some of them joke, did you have to learn Swedish?, or make a crack about the meatballs. Some of them ask how many marriages he’s seen end amongst the aisles. Basically, everyone turns into a comedian the moment Calum mentions his job.

#5sosfanfictioncatalogue #5sos fanfic #au #coworkers #coworkers masterlist #work #masterlists

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talkfastromance4 · 4 years

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piece o’cake-- poly!cake blurb

a/n: SO! this is the first time writing for poly!cake...I’ve tested the waters with poly!lashton and loved it so this dynamic is a little different for me. Let me know what you think :)

word count: 1.3k

warnings: small smut scene, rest is fluffy and kinda domestic, uses she/her pronouns

donate to my ko-fi here :)

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She’s woken to soft kisses on her cheeks from warm pillowy lips while another set are kissing her hair, each one rousing her gently awake. This is still so new to all of them, this dynamic of being together, the three of them. Calum and Luke know the little things about each other but with her, it’s something new and exciting every day.

The first time they woke up together, Calum and Luke were being their usual loud selves. Their voices echoed from the bathroom while they utilized the facilities, laughter booming into her ears and the clatter of toothbrushes made her beautiful dream turn to a hellish nightmare really quick.

Annoyed, irritated, aggravated, and every other synonym to having her sleep disrupted, she tossed back the comforter in a huff and stomped her way to the bathroom door.

“Can you please be quieter?” she hissed, wide blue eyes darting between the two boyfriends.

“Uhh…”

“Were we really being that loud?” Calum asks. His sheepish expression eases her a little bit, but only a fraction.

“Yes,” she gritted her teeth then spun on her heel.

They watched her fall back into bed, throwing the blanket over her and she was still once again. Luke and Calum made sure to be quiet after that and apologized profusely when she officially woke up to coffee and toast that was made by them.

“It’s time to wake up, lovie,” Luke says in her ear, it tickles her skin, and she shrinks against Calum’s chest.

“Ten more minutes,” she groans.

Both their hands land on her thigh and waist, their palms are warm as they make circles on her skin, soft chuckles trickle out.

“We don’t have ten more minutes, cupcake. We’ve got a long day of relaxation planned ahead,” Calum pecks her lips quickly, but the slight poke of his tongue awakens her a bit.

“Sleep is relaxation.”

“You’ve been looking forward to our mani-pedi-massage day all week,” Luke kisses her shoulder.

She sighs and opens her eyes to be staring at the tattoos inked on Calum’s chest. Their hands continue to rub her skin with a few squeezes to her flesh with Calum’s thumb inching closer to between her thighs.

“Will we get to nap?”

“After the massage we can,” Luke smiles against her shoulder. His fingers squeeze at her ass cheek.

“Doesn’t seem like you guys want to get out of bed yet, either” she smiles craning her head so she can kiss Luke’s soft lips behind her. The turn made her legs open just enough so Calum can cup her sex with his palm, his thumb rubs at her through her underwear.

“This is the best way to get you out of bed, sweetheart,” Calum hums shifting her panties to the side. His finger teases between her folds, she gasps, and grabs hold of Luke’s curls.

“If Cal makes you cum, will you get out of bed?” Luke whispers against her lips.

She nods letting out a squeak for a yes, her lips chasing Luke’s.

“Give it to her, Cal,” Luke hums slipping his tongue in her mouth just as Calum inserts his finger.

She rests her leg open on Luke’s as Calum fingers her, his own mouth on her neck. He’s sucking and biting, his finger curling and rubbing against her spongy wall.

“Always so wet in the morning,” Calum murmurs on her skin and she moans at the tickling pleasure.

“Is Cal making you feel good, lovie?” Luke asks and she nods. “Yeah? Tell us how good.”

“So…so good,” she sighs tilting her hips with Calum’s motions. He’s using his whole arm as he fingers her, Luke hums and she feels herself slipping.

“There it is…come on baby, come for us,” Calum says, and she feels her orgasm burst forth.

When she moans, Luke and Calum press their lips to her skin until her body relaxes once more. They continue to pepper her in kisses until Calum removes his finger and sucks on it.

“Mmm, want a taste, Luke?” Calum asks.

She watches through heavy lids as Calum holds his hand out to Luke. He grins, shoots her a wink then wraps his lips around Calum’s middle finger. It disappears in his mouth as he sucks off her juices. She gets overwhelmed from the sight before her. How do they expect her to leave this bed now?

They meet in the middle to share a kiss, their tongues rolling over one another’s and she leans up to join in the fun. They both pull away before she can and she’s pouting at them while they share a smile.

“He made you cum, now it’s time to get out of bed, princess,” Luke sighs grabbing his clothes.

“Come on, pouty baby,” Calum grins and snags her ankles in his hands. He pulls her down the bed until her feet hit the fuzzy carpet. He pulls her up into a standing position, his arms wrap around her waist. “There’ll be more later.”

“Promise?” she asks, lip still pouting.

“We promise,” he gives her a sweet kiss.

After a quick breakfast of their favorite cereal, they change and are out the door to the nail salon. She sits in the front while Calum drives, his hand in hers while Luke rests his cheek on the seat by her face kissing her cheek occasionally.

When getting out of the car, Luke holds her hand while Calum opens the door for his two loves, the nail technicians greeting the trio with big smiles. They sit in silence while their feet are buffed, scrubbed, massaged and painted. They giggle as Luke nearly trips over his long legs in the oddly formed flip flops to the pedicure station, his hands held firmly in Calum and Y/N’s.

When the gel has set, they take a group picture of their new colors, Calum is a pretty purple, Luke has a nice shade of blue and Y/N chose a deep red. Three colors that blend together perfectly, just like they do.

Luke insists on paying for all them despite Calum and Y/N’s protests. He just shakes his head, curls jostling, then kisses both of their cheeks.

“My treat to you.”

Their next stop is the massage place that’s only a couple buildings over, so they decide to walk there. Calum has his hand on the lower part of Y/N’s waist, his thumb hooked under the band of her shorts while Luke has his arm thrown around her shoulders. It’s an easy thing being connected this way walking down the street. Somehow they’re always in sync, fitting perfectly together with little communication.

Since the rooms weren’t big enough, they all had to get massaged separately but none of them minded too much. As soon as the masseuse started, all thoughts and worries were gone.

Dazed and relaxed, they went back home for lunch and Y/N started to nod off against Calum’s shoulder. She always gets sleepy after a massage; her muscles feel like jelly.

“Is it my turn to carry her to bed?” Calum grins above her head at Luke.

“Nah, it’s my turn,” Luke chuckles.

Luke is much stronger than his body appears, she’s always amazed at how he can lift her into his arms. She nuzzles into his neck then makes grabby hands for him once he has her settled on their bed. She breathes in their smell in the blankets and sheets, sighing happily.

The two men join her, encircling her in their arms, legs tangled together like vines. She brings their hands to her chest, kisses both of their knuckles and cuddles them.

“After our nap, can we go in the hot tub?” she asks quietly.

“Sure, thing sweet pea,” Luke sighs kissing her forehead.

“Swimsuit optional?” Calum asks in her neck and she smiles against Luke’s throat.

“Only birthday suits,” she giggles then quickly drifts off to sleep. She’s never felt so loved, so cared for before.

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#poly!cake #poly!cake fluff #poly!cake smut #calum smut #luke smut #calum hood writing #luke hemmings writing #poly!sos

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Heyo! For the fic writer asks - 3, 5 for denouement, 6 for in the in between, 9, 15, 22 for any bake off fic, 29 for LA cake, 47 for IKEA cake, 49, and 50. This is solid I feel like a molly fic connoisseur. I hope you have the best day!

hi team! ok you are really running the gamut of the molly canon here and i appreciate that. i'm gonna do a little cut bc this is gonna get long.

3. What are some tropes or details that you think are very characteristic of your fics?

lots of pastries and iced coffee. if you look for it, you will notice me talking about condensation on cups a. lot. some amount of humor, levity or absurdity regardless of subject matter, and especially some amount of dark humor? gratuitous descriptions of luke hemmings. calum smelling like cinnamon.

5. What do you wish someone would ask you about denouement? Answer it now!

oh this is such an interesting one bc i have such a weird relationship with this fic. i guess the thing about this one that's most memorable to me was sorting out how much of the "source" material book to incorporate and where to divert, so maybe my approach to that?

my approach was...pull out the main points of the story i knew i wanted to include from a plot perspective, and some of the general themes, then cross-reference with what i actually felt knowledgeable enough to write about paris-wise, and try to shape it into something that covered all the plot and relationship cues i wanted and still felt comfortable for me to write. (also let me tell you...filling in the side characters was so hard for me bc i do not usually have heavy focus on side characters, let alone so many of them. the fact that i put 1d in that fic...can you believe? luke + zayn in 2020??? please.)

6. What’s one fact about the universe of in the in between that you didn’t get a chance to mention in the fic itself?

hmmm ok will this is sort of there but i feel like i should expand on it further. in the beginning of the fic, calum talks about learning to make oat milk, which luke gives him a hard time about. later in the fic, calum is given an oat milk latte in the coffee bean drive thru even though he ordered almond milk, and he's upset about it.

in my head, he stopped drinking oat milk and switched exclusively to almond milk after luke made fun of him.

9. How do you find new fic to read?

this has changed a lot over time! when i was new to the fandom i'd spend a lot of time on ao3 drilling into tags and finding authors i liked, reading all their stuff, then looking at their bookmarks in hopes of finding something else i'd like. this was really the only way i found older 5sos fic.

now that i feel like i'm "caught up" so to speak, and more familiar with my own preferences, i mostly just follow the authors i know i love on ao3 and tumblr, and occasionally pop into a couple of tags on ao3 to see if there's anything new i've missed.

i feel like since i've started writing my bandwidth for reading is smaller so i've gotten a lot pickier, which is sad in some ways because i know i'm missing out on some great fic, but in other ways it's kind of nice being able to really settle in with a fic and know i'm going to love it from the beginning.

15. What’s your favorite AU that you’ve written?

la cake i think! as much as i love some of the more niche AUs like gbbo and ikeaverse, la cake is nice because it's an AU but also has canon vibes, which means there's a lot of wiggle room there. The chance for things to land with the same emotional weight that somehow only canon AUs seem to manage, but also the opportunity to get creative ||and not have to worry about too much research||.

22. Who is your favorite character in any bake off fic and why?

ooooh easy, calum! regardless of whether we're talking the lashton or cake versions of this au, calum is definitely my favorite. for a lot of reasons, but the BIG one is that it really set the template for how i think about writing calum!

i was terrified to write him in the beginning, and then i had so much fun with him in the original lashton bake off fic that it really encouraged me to keep writing him and was almost certainly part of the chain of events that led me to my cake brain.

the thing about this calum is that he's pretty fearless, at least externally, but there's a lot happening inside his head that's slightly at odds with how he behaves, which i think is very fun.

29. What songs would be (or are) on a playlist for la cake? Explain your choices if you want!

team sometimes i think you have Powers bc la cake is one of the few fics i actually have a specifically curated playlist for! i listened to it a lot while i was writing, and the title comes from one of the songs on it, los angeles by sugarcult. some of the song choices are literal and specific to the plot and emotions of the fic, and some of it is more about the general vibes. i'll post some screenshots and hope tumblr doesn't fuck up the formatting. (it will.)

47. If ikeaverse was a pair of shoes, what kind would it be? Describe the shoes.

HEELIES! specifically, these:

49. What are you currently working on? Share a few lines if you’re up for it!

i am currently actively working on two things - fic exchange, which i hesitate to say much about for Reasons, and a longer sort-of-songfic i've been thinking about writing for a lonnnnnng time and didn't know how to make it work, but now i'm finally giving it a go! here are a few lines from one of them, but i won't tell you which. 😌

He presses on the mask, leaning in close to the mirror to line it up, and Luke can’t resist tweaking his horn while he’s deep in concentration. “Motherfucker!” His hip kicks out, nudging Luke away as best he can while his hands are occupied with the mask. “How many times, Hemmings! You need consent to touch my horn.”

50. Answer any question of your choice, or talk about anything you want to talk about!

ok i'm gonna do 41. Link a fic that made you think, “Wow, I want to write like that.” and i'm going to cheat and link to three fics, because they inspired me in different ways:

taking the long way home by @calumcest was one of the first fics i ever read in this fandom and the style of it really clicked with me; the combo of humor and real emotional weight, clever dialogue, very snappy and easy to read. i consulted this (and a couple other helen fics) several times when i first started writing. these were the kinds of fics that inspired me to write at all, u know?

talk to me, baby by @kaleidoscopeminds captures a very specific vibe that i think is very rare in explicit fics and i will spend the rest of my life trying to capture something like it. the way it is realistic and not overly idealized but still fun and emotionally resonant and just feels really...unforced? if that makes sense? idk how meg did it.

original orpheus by @daydadahlias is probably the true origin of my "gratuitous descriptions of luke hemmings" tag. this whole fic is beautiful, but the way jess captures luke from ashton's pov is just everything to me, and i think in some way every time i write a luke description i'm trying to channel original orpheus.

#ask games #ask #team #writing #phew that was a biggun #thank u team this was such a fun trip down fic memory lane #also SO thrilled about the playlist question u have no idea

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