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kquil · 10 months
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SIRIUS BLACK | PRETTY EYES
request : ooh can i request a one-shot with sirius black doing the readers eyeliner please? <3 thank u so much baby xx —@corp0real
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“Need some help with that, darling?” Sirius asks from the doorway as he stares fondly at your figure perched at the vanity, trying to complete your makeup with some eyeliner. 
Instead of answering his question directly, you huff and puff out your cheeks as Sirius approaches with a chuckle, “I don’t want to ruin my makeup underneath…” 
He coos at your whining and gently takes your chin in between his thumb and pointer finger, “my poor baby,” he pouts, jutting his bottom lip out prompting you to playfully mirror his mock expression, which he laughs at and leans down to press a kiss against your lips. 
“W-wait, Siri!” you stop him with a hand to his chest, “my lipstick is gonna smear,”
Undeterred, Sirius redirects his path and presses a kiss to your neck instead, “Well, good thing I still have other options,” he smirks against your skin and begins peppering kisses up and down the column of your neck as a stray hand creeps up your thigh, waiting for you to push him away. 
“Sirius, my eyeliner!” you refocus his attention after lightly slapping his hand away and bring your eyeliner to his line of sight him, “help me, please,”
“N'importe quoi pour mon amour,” he whispers, sitting down and bringing your face closer as he goes about helping you. 
“Hmm? What was that darling?”
“Anything for my love,” he translates and resists the urge to kiss your smiling lips. For several minutes Sirius takes absolute care in accentuating your eyes with the perfect shape, width and length of liner. He’s become somewhat of an expert seeing as he loves doing these small little gestures for you. He’ll gift you flowers; tie up your hair with the spare hair ties he carries around on his wrists for you, disguised as bracelets; tie your shoelaces; style your hair; paint your nails and more. All those little things have become second nature to him so that you feel his love for you as naturally as the sun breaks the horizon every morning. 
After some time the delicate strokes of the liner against your skin fades away. Sirius then blows some air onto your closed eyelids to tell you he’s finished and awaits the unveiling of your beautiful eyes. 
“Si beau,” he awes when you finally open your eyes and blink at him, the liner adding to your features and arming your stare with the most lethal weapon to his heart, “comment ai-je pu avoir autant de chance?” he whispers, leaning in and tilting his head as if to kiss you, only to stop at the last minute when he remembers your earlier comment. He’s about to lean back when you meet him halfway and kiss his lips sweetly. He doesn’t complain and kisses back. He’s smirking when you pull away but he also raises a brow to ask: why the change of heart?
“You know I love it when you speak French to me,” you sigh and his smirk grows all the more mischievous but there is mutual love in both your eyes. 
“Alors je ne m'arrêterai jamais,”
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translations : (forgive me for any errors but i used google translate for all of these)
N'importe quoi pour mon amour : Anything for my love
Si beau : So beautiful
comment ai-je pu avoir autant de chance? : how did I get so lucky?
Alors je ne m'arrêterai jamais : Then I will never stop
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a/n : im not doing these requests in order as some need more time than others but again, i hope i did this cute scenario justice and that you darlings enjoyed the read! also! im taking full advantage of the fact that sirius can speak french! ugh! he's so... AHHHHHH! (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄&lt;;⁄ ⁄)
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taglist : @melinajenkins @astonishment @until-i-found-you @tiensmamains @celestcies @lovelydoveval @inlovewithremusjohnlupin @calums-betch @futurecorps3 @hihihi1112 @simpingforthe80s @yrluvjane @neeezza101 @rosaleenablack @samanddeansannoyingsis
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thugpugs4lrh · 8 months
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would love if you could writing a calum fluff! anything you have in mind
Five More Minutes
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Summary: You hate mornings, but being with Calum makes them a tiny bit better
Pairing: Calum x gender neutral reader
Warnings: None
Word Count: 431
A/N: This was originally a slash fic I took from my own AO3 account (@sgfgsun). It is under the same title<3
Calum opened his eyes when he felt your bony elbow dig into his ribcage. He chuckled as he saw you sprawled out, hogging most of the blankets, limbs taking up nearly all of the bed. Your face was smashed into a pillow, all your hair puffy and fanned out, and Calum was pretty sure that was a string of drool hanging from your plump, pink lips. 
The dark-haired boy tried to gently push your foot that was currently digging into his stomach off, only for you to sleepily  grab his wrist.
“Mmmm stop…” You whined, your scratchy morning voice on display. “I need my beauty sleep.”
“You’re kicking me in the stomach with your feet,” Calum huffed. "How am I supposed to get my beauty sleep when I'm being kicked?" 
He really couldn’t even pretend to be mad though. He loved the way you always used the “beauty sleep” excuse. You’d been doing it since you two had started spending the night together as a couple last year, and he still thought it was one of the cutest things about you. 
“I can’t help it. I just naturally sleep this way.” You mumbled, face smushed into the pillow still. 
“If you a) stop kicking me and b) get up, I’ll go on a coffee run.” Cal bargained, knowing just how much you loved vanilla lattes and blueberry muffins from the café down the street.
“Five more minutes,” You groaned. “It’s early.”
“It’s ten-thirty. That’s literally not early.” Running a tattooed hand along your back, Calum kissed your hair, carding his fingers through the strands. 
“I will cut you.” You huffed, knowing his ‘manipulation’ tactics were working. 
“You wouldn’t dream of it.” Calum laughed evilly and started tickling you.
“Stop! I’m up! I’m up!” You wiggled and squirmed. 
Calum’s heart swelled at the sound of your bright laugh. Not to be dramatic or anything, but he was pretty sure that laugh was the reason he woke up every morning. “That’s what I thought.”
“You know what tickling means.” You fluttered your eyelashes innocently. 
“And what’s that?” he asked, raising a brow. 
“You gotta pay the kisses tax.” You smiled. 
“Says who?” Cal fake rolled his eyes, knowing it would get a reaction out of you.
“Me!” You cheered gleefully, wrapping your arms around Calum's shoulders and peppering his cheeks with kisses. 
“Ugh fine. Only cause you’re cute.” Calum smiled, straddling you and peppering your face with kisses. 
“Also, about that latte…” You mumbled into the kiss with a smile.
“Lattes are only for people who get up on the first try.”
“WHAT?”
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Calum x reader where they’re either having a nice time with their friends or the reader is taking care him somehow and he accidentally says he loves her but then gets all awkward
SAY YOU LOVE ME
Pairings : f!reader x Calum hood Warnings : I haven't mentioned age gap anywhere so there's only pure fluff
Y/n had some friends over at her house for a small gathering, party kind of a thing. Calum's friends had also come over to her house.
The pair had been dating for 4 months and thought to introduce each other's friends to them at a nice party. They liked each other so much it was amlost unreal. They hadn't met each other's parents because they weren't dating for that long.
There was light music in the background of her house. Her couch was occupied, kitchen had the booze and food was on its way. He room was upstairs so no one went there but the house wasn't so crowded because there were around 12 people there. Y/n was standing in her living room and acting host asking if everyone was having a nice time when they told her to relax and they all liked each other enough to talk. She started talking to Luke and Sierra when one of her friends joined in a chatter.
"I don't know when was the last time I saw her this glowing. I mean there is a definitely a glow on her face. She looks happy with Calum."
Turning to her friend she said, "Y/n, I approve."
All four of them laughed lightly when Luke chimed in and said, "Yes I agree with you y/f/n. I mean Cal is the guy in the band who is the anti love dude but this lady right here has him in some spell." He said while raising his drink in his hand, giving a soft smirk. "Cal is happy Y/n", said Sierra. They all started talking about their work and how that made her happy too.
She noticed a soft touch on her arm and looked back to find brown eyes.
"Hey Cal, where were you?
"Oh well, mum had called so I was just talking to her"
He joined in the circle of friends and started talking when the bell rang to her house. She walked to the front door to see what interrupted the party. She saw a food delivery guy at the door and thanked him because she was getting a little impatient because the food took so much time arriving. She took the food, paid the person and walked towards the kitchen annoucing the food was there. The kitchen was getting flooded slowly when Calum came in and snatched the stack of plates from her.
"No no. Leave it. They'll take food on their own love"
"Cal, they're my guests. What a host would I be if I'm not atleast putting down the cutlery on the table?" she gave him a knowing look.
He moved a little away from her. Luke was standing at the kitchen table when he said, "Yeah Yeah y/n it's okay. We'll be fine".
She looked at the two of them and laughed and told them to shut up and muttered what Calum heard you're both idiots. He started helping her and Luke aimed at the food which made the three laugh.
She bended a little over at the table and her hair followed. Calum pushed her bangs behind her ears and felt so deep in love. He was sure he was going to say it.
He thought he was alone when he said, "I love you y/n."
Luke's food was halfway in her mouth. Y/n stopped in her tracks and looked at him. "What?"
Poor Calum got so flustered at her simple question that he felt his entire world crumble at his feet and saw himself going back to the statement of love being a scam.
"Huh? What?" he looked at her all puzzled like a small boy who attended his first day at school.
"No wait. Go back. What did you say?"
"What did I say?"
"Calum"
"Y/n..?"
"Wait. For real? You love me?"
"Uh. What when did I say that? No. I mean what? No wait Y/n"
She lost all her patience with him when he said that. She was so shocked to hear him but it was such a cute moment. It didn't matter if Luke was present. To them, it was so intimate a moment.
"So you don't love me?" she felt a part of her being torn away as if a child's first attempt of colouring goes awry.
"No I do. I do love love. What am I saying? ugh" He ran his hand and massaged lightly onto his face. He turned towards her, when he saw Luke who was by the way, still in shock.
"Dude, what?" He asked him when he left the couple alone.
"I love you Y/n. I'm soi am in love in love with you sorry. I got flustered and I didn't know how would you react. But i know that. I love you."
He confessed.
"Oh Cal" she cupped his face lightly and he leaned in her touch. "I love you too. But i gotta say, you almost gave me a heart attack when you said no." She tapped his arm and he chuckled.
"Well, i'm glad we're finally on the same page baby. I love you lady."
They couldn't stop making heart eyes at each other the entire night. They went to bed wine drunk, half naked and all loved up. He stayed the night and dreamt of staying there for a longer time.
But wait, one step at a time.
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daydadahlias · 2 months
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3, 12, 19, & 23 for the 2023 fic ask game? -megs 💙
hi Megs thanks sm for asking !!
3. What’s something you learned about yourself as a writer?
well I guess I theoretically already knew this but I further learned how much I loveee writing chaptered stories. Every time I write a chaptered story and get to spend so much time with the characters I'm like "ugh!! why don't I write more of these!!" and the answer is just that they take so much time but they're soo much fun for me :)
12. What fic was the most difficult to write? Did you finish it?
there were a couple fics for me that were really hard and the answer is No, I did not finish them and I am working on them right now to hopefully post them this year instead of last. Of the fics that I actually posted, my 70s AU Honeysuckle was the most difficult but that was because I had someone proof read it and they pretty blatantly told me it sucked dfghjk so I had a really hard time getting out of my head enough to edit it and share it because of how insecure I was about the fic <3 but that one I did finish !! and I did end up posting !! and I'm still <3 insecure about it <3 but that's life lol
19. Share your favorite opening line
OOO FUN QUESTION !! I actually worked pretty hard this year on having good opening lines so I really like all of them :) I learned some really great advice about how all opening lines should have "curiosity + clarity." which sounds contradicting but, through an opening line, you should give your reader something they can hold onto and something they can be curious about. and one of the opening lines I like the most that does that is the opening of John Dough:
The deadline for the book is in three months and Luke is still a virgin.
the reason is bc now the reader has the clarity of "ok there's a deadline for a book" and you also get the clarity of the character of Luke and also that he's a virgin lol but THEN you have the curiosity of "okay so how do these two things coincide??" and I think that's fun :)
23. Share the final version of a sentence or paragraph you struggled with. What about it was challenging? Are you happy with how it turned out?
this is a pretty hard question because I don't really think about my writing like that?? like in such small details. I more Struggle with overall scenes not so much line-by-line details. and most of the Tiny Paragraph-level things that I struggle w/ are smut related but I don't want to go into detail about that bc I don't think people would be super comfortable with that haha. I think I'll say that I really struggled w/ the ending of my chaptered fic because, y'know, this monster is 220k, how are you supposed to wrap that all up?? so here's the final paragraph of the fic:
He thinks of every piece of their lives they stitched into each other, that they gave over and won’t ever give back, that they hold onto just for the sake of keeping. Every piece of Ashton that was built from a scorching small-town sun shining on soft skin until it burned that he’s slowly given over to Calum, piece by piece, that Calum has given right back, parts of themselves they traded like trinkets and kind words. Every bit of him that he chose to let bloom into someone new in Calum’s palms like a Magnolia out of Mississippi mud.
and to be totally honest I do think it's a little too Overstated so if I went back and rewrote it, I'd make it a little more subtle sdfghj I'd probably cut these sentences down a bit and cool it w/ all the alliteration. you can DEF tell I was in a poetry class at the time.
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badomenslrh · 1 year
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Bad Omens🔮: Chapter 17
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Calum snuck through the window of an empty room on the first floor of Luke's mansion. "Shit this place is huge." He whispered. The silence was loud as Calum walked out of the room, but quickly slid back into the room as he heard two voices at the end of the hall. He'd come to the mansion thinking that Luke had captured Arabella and had been torturing her. He wanted to steal her back and kill her. Calum peeked through the door to see Mike and Ashton chatting and smiling. "What do you want for breakfast this morning?" Mike asked Ashton. "Hmm how about chocolate chip waffles." Ashton responded happily as they turned the corner into the kitchen. "What the fuck is Ashton doing here?"
Calum saw Luke walk down the hallway with a grin on his face as he turned the corner into the kitchen. Calum followed quietly, using the invisible see through blanket his father got him. No one could see him but he could see everyone else. "Hey Mike, where's your sister?" Luke asked, standing in his workout shorts without a shirt on, per usual. "She's in the training Arena. Hey Luke, do you guys wanna party tonight? Not like a big party, but just the four of us...I think it'd be nice." Mike asked excitedly. "Yeah...I think that'd be fun." Luke responded heading to the Arena. Calum followed quickly behind Luke. "Finally we are getting to the torture." Calum thought.
"Ugh I'm so busy today." Arabella groaned. "Girl you need to rest!" Crystal laughed through the phone. Luke walked into the Arena quietly. "Why isn't she tied up somewhere?" Calum thought as he also entered the Arena. Luke slipped his arms around Arabella's waist and said "Hey baby." Arabella jumped at the low voice coming from behind her. "Who's that?" Crystal asked before Arabella quickly hung up the phone. Arabella giggled and turned around to face Luke. "C'mon Luke...we can't do this today." Arabella broke out of Luke's arms. "Right because we have to kill Calum." Luke rolled his eyes, spawning a dagger in each of his hands. "We are not killing Calum." Arabella laughed as she used her powers to guide the water from the glass to her mouth. "Yeah yeah, but if he tries to kill you, I'm killing him." Luke smiled. "He IS trying to kill me Lu, that's the whole reason we are training." Some of the water missed Arabella's mouth and got on her shirt. "Fuck!" Arabella whined. "Just take it off darling."
Calum was fuming with rage. "First she leaves me to be tortured for four months...then she starts getting cozy with my kidnapper...at least she's not trying to kill me, to bad, she's gotta die." Calum thought to himself.
Arabella removed her shirt exposing her tattoo. Calum's eyes widened at the sight of the dagger. "Okay so it looks like your water powers are going well, your fire too...let's try that dead people thing." Luke said confidently. "I'm not doing that Luke." Arabella said, rolling her eyes. The daggers disappeared from Luke's hands as he walked over towards Arabella who was sitting on the couch in protest. Luke sat next to her, putting a hand on her bare thigh. "Oh sweetheart...I wasn't asking." Luke said in a low voice trying to seduce Arabella into doing what he wanted. Arabella swung a leg over Luke, towering over him. "Just because you touch me and whisper in my ear and call me a cute little pet name doesn't mean I'm going to do whatever you want...I can tell you think I'm easy, that's a problem." Arabella said as Luke looked away. "Look at me." Arabella demanded as Luke's blue eyes met her now purple eyes. A crown of spiked Black roses formed around Arabella's head as she threw her arms around Luke's neck. "You've gotten away with too much shit...now it's your turn to listen to me, you got that...Lu?" Arabella whispered. That nickname had never sounded so good coming from her mouth than it did just then. Arabella knew she had Luke wrapped around her finger, she could tell by the hardness in Luke's shorts. "Answer me."Arabella demanded. "Yes...yes." Luke stuttered as Arabella got up and walked out of the Arena. "Fuck...she's good."
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Luke Birthday Masterlist
Birthday Cake (ao3) - im_just_a_sucker_for_bromance Luke/Calum E, 2k
Summary: It's Luke's birthday and Calum decides to make it special.
Don't need candles and cake, just need your body (ao3) - antisocialhood Michael/Luke E, 5k
Summary: It's Luke's birthday and Michael just wants to make him smile, just wants to see Luke squirming under him with needy gasps and tiny sounds, just wants to stop playing around his feelings.
His Knight In Shinning Armor (ao3) - ShinhoesKitten Luke/Ashton T,1k
Summary: For Luke Hemmings, the heir to his father’s Kingdom, his life was laid out for him from the time he was a baby. He was to grow up with the best of the Kingdom, the finest clothing, the best education; and when he was of age he would marry the daughter of the King in the nearest kingdom and unite the two kingdoms forever. He finally meets her for the first time right before his 18th Birthday. But instead of having feelings for her, instead he can't seem to take his eyes off the knight that stands next to her.
I Love The Way You Talk On Top Of Me (ao3) - mukeftlashton Michael/Luke E, 3k
Summary: “You look stunning, princess. Absolutely beautiful,” Michael whispers against his lips, his fingers tracing over the lace trim, causing Luke to shiver. He brings them lower, brushing over the black garters before he pulls on one, letting it snap back against Luke's pale thigh, causing the blonde boy to let out a low moan.
OR
It's Luke's birthday, and all he wants is a pair of lace panties.
Last Night (ao3) - orphan_account Michael/Luke, Calum/Ashton M, 5k
Summary: On July 16th, 2011, Life as everyone knew it, changed. Luke Hemmings birthday became an accursed day for him. Surviving as a 15 year old teenager wasn't easy, especially when you are trying not to be killed. Life has its upsides and downfalls, the apocalypse is definitely a downfall in Luke's book. At least there is no school.
Like Your Birthday Everyday (ao3) - friendstothis Michael/Luke NR, 2k
Summary: "Today is a MichaelandLuke day, just you and me, baby. I sent the other two away and we'll celebrate with them another day. Today, it's all about you, and I'm going to make sure of that."
or,
It's Luke's 19th birthday and his boyfriend just wants to let him have the best day possible.
summer child (ao3) - no_clue_who Luke/Ashton G, 1k
Summary: Luke wanted a picnic.
They wanted a picnic in the sun today. It rained yesterday and all Luke wanted to do was have a picnic. He wanted to eat food with his friends and celebrate his birthday but they know that the band doesn't have time. They had tech problems a few nights ago, more last night and Luke was dreading more today.
or how not to have a picnic.
summer daze (ao3) - daddyadam Michael/Luke M, 1k
Summary: it's Luke's 25th birthday, and his sugar daddy, Michael, gives him a gift to show him how much he loves him.
Surprise (ao3) - takeitoffhemmo Michael/Luke M,2k
Summary: Luke's boyfriend is shit. He is absolute shit. It's Luke's birthday and his boyfriend just broke up with him. He said he was doing Luke a favor by cutting things off. Luke just thinks he's an asshole. A really big asshole. Ugh, Luke needs to stop thinking about assholes because now all he can think about is the asshole's asshole. Anyway! Moving on.
Luke's birthday doesn't go exactly as planned, but his best friend, Michael, always knows what to do.
the words, they are too much (ao3) - lifewasradical Luke/Ashton T, 4k
Summary: When looking at the bigger picture, Luke knew birthdays really didn’t matter much. It was a simple celebration of gaining another year, another trip around the sun that might make you a little wiser than you were the year before. He knew most people didn’t put as much stock in them as he did, it’s just that Luke liked the theatrics of it all, a day all for him to be fawned over and adored.
Or, Ashton doesn't say Happy Birthday to Luke.
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ghost-of-you · 2 years
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please do share unpopular opinions (or just opinions in general) about CALM ty in advance 💕💕🥺
Okay, I'm not sure if my opinions are unpopular but let's go.
We start this off so fucking strong, Red Desert is hands down their best album opener, i love how this has Ashton written all over, the drums in it make me feel like I'm riding a horse while running away through the desert, the harmonies, the buildup, everything about it, amazing. Then we move on to no shame and the "fuck the industry but god i love it here", the lyrics in this paint such an entertainer, I live for the applause thing, buried in some of their cooler melodies to date in my opinion. Old me is the ultimate "everything i did and everything that happened to me made me who i am and i have to live with that whether i like it or not" and i love it so much "had to fuck it up before i really got to know me" that turns into a "had to fuck it up before i let you get to know me" that's life for you right there, some of their most meaningful lyrics. And we get to easier. I have a complicated relationship with studio easier, I think sonically the vault version fits 5sos so much better than the studio version, but I got to admit, current me eats the studio version of this song up, the drums that sound like they're being played with a pipe, the high notes thrown flawlessly all around, the synth layer in the guitar, the vocals, the bass you can feel in your soul, the catch lyrics, honestly, very nice song. Also, again, who told Luke he would never change?? And then we get to teeth, "we're toxic but i love every second of it", the bass alone in this song is enough to drive me feral, but everything around it builds up beautifully, the lyrics, the guitars, the drums, the high notes, great song all around, "late night devil put your hands on me and never never never ever let go", amazing, blew me away from the first time i heard it, i remember saying i wanted that tattooed on me the day it dropped. Then we move on the mandatory song about sex, wildflower. "the song is about abundance" sure Calum, sure. One word for you, HARMONIES. Also love me the mandatory Calum solo song we get every album. It just makes me happy. And now we're done with side A. I feel like this album has a very clear division, and I don't know if its because by the time it came out we had heard the first 6 songs or if its because the division is actually there.
Side B begins with Best Years, look, I think its a cute song, i like the vibes, i like the guitars, but it just doesn't stand out to me, its not bad, its not good, its just there, but i gotta give it to it "I wanna hold your hand while we're growing up" is exactly what I want out of love. Then we move on to not in the same way yet another "we're toxic but I'm loving every second", this song has THE best bridge 5sos has ever written, I don't care, I'm right, also "we fuck and we fight and you call me a psycho", the pre-chorus, chefs kiss, the way it just perfectly describes the being trapped in a cycle, and the way that's exaggerated because the guitar in this is the exact same the whole song, you're just cycling through two notes over and over and over, but we are still getting an insane buildup around the bass and the drums, ugh, talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, never the same. Then we move on the song that made me wonder if I can make a song my whole personality, everything about lover of mine is perfect, the only bad thing about it is that it ends, the piano in the beginning, the acoustic guitar riff all around, the electric guitar riffs sprinkled in, Luke's voice, the harmonies in the back, the way we just have the strings until the drop of the drums for the second verse and the way the drums complement the melody, also, when Calum comes in, I get that he likes his high notes, i get it, but his lower harmonies always drive me crazy, and in this song in particular when he comes in I just lose it, the second pre-chorus and chorus of this are everything to me and then the outro when we get the piano back, ugh, i wish i could listen to this song for the first time again, cuz it changed me as a person.
Then we go to thin white lies, love me a good song that's completely built around the bass, the instrumentation in this song is insane, honestly, the bass, the guitars, the beat, mindblowing, and the lyrics "I don't feel your love and i don't ask too many questions" "these empty sounds and endless stories so tell me what i wanna hear" the way its just "this relationship is slowly killing me but i need to pretend a little longer so keep lying to me". Lonely Heart, this song, the way its just the guitar riff and Luke's voice, and then it just drops for the chorus, the harmonies, the little ohs and ahs in the back, the drums only bridge, that leads to a just one guitar and a high note and the drums kicking in again, ugh, gets me every time, and don't get me started on the lyrics, "I'm bad for you and we both know it, but stay with me anyway," excuse me???????? "Can i have a second chance can i have another dance can i start another life with you" excuse me????????????????? And we go from this to high, like way to kick me when I'm down. The play with words on this song fascinates me. "I think that my heart was built to last more than a night" "I know I'll never meet your expectations, but the picture that you paint of me looks better in your mind" excuse me did they really need to write this???? And the melody is pretty much just the guitar riff and harmonies and that makes such an interesting sound. And it makes the album end in such a contrasting note to red desert, since red desert revolves around the drums, honestly, amazing closer.
And now we get to the bonus song, my little love, kill my time. I strongly believe there are like, 5 different romance movie plots hidden in this song, one of their biggest strikes of genius in storytelling, it just paints a picture, honestly, if I'm really into it llwhen I'm listening, I can see the movie playing in my head, and the 80s pop feel???? AMAZING. The guitars, the synth, the beat, the song not really ending, just fading out, ooof, one of their best songs in my humble opinion, "stained hearts trying to find a home looking for something real" yeah.
Solid album all around, a bit chaotic and not at all cohesive, but it works.
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kaytrawrites · 1 year
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Nightmare King; Section one
Enola, It all goes wrong
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‘“Beware The Nightmare King. Control your dreams, else you never wake…” That’s what every mother tells her children, every night before bed. But still, some never wake…
I’m not one of those children. But I wish I was. My parents call me a mistake, and dote on my young siblings. Yes; the one born just before they wed was a mistake. Even my name hints at what a mistake I was. I’m Enola. It’s Alone spelled backward. 
All my siblings were named after pretty things, like flowers, or virtues…I always think that names define a person. Like the one that is most feared in the thirteen kingdoms: The Nightmare King.
Supposedly, he is tall, dark, and completely terrifying. I hope so…’
“Hey! You little mistake!” A sharp voice interrupted Enola’s thoughts. She looked up from the thin, leather bound journal, not feeling afraid. There was no reason to be. “What are you doing out of your house? No, what are you doing, going around, spreading your…your…mistake-ness around the rest of us?” The tall young man demanded.
“Oh, Beau! You are so good with words!” Beau’s entourage praised. The three other boys always followed Beau around, praising his ‘accomplishments’ and his ‘way with the girls’. Ugh.
“Why don’t you go back home? I’m sure your mother has finished with her latest client by now.” Enola snipped back.
And, that did it. The blood rushed to Beau’s face as he grew angry. His mother was a widow by the name of Edana, which meant ‘passion’. Some of the younger generation made jokes about her name when Beau was in earshot. Beau took a great deal of offence, not only because she was his mother, but because the ‘rumours’ could very well be true. Edana had barely aged and was still very beautiful.
Enola waited for the fist that would surely come. It hit. Hard. She tumbled over, backward, landing on her back. She had found that it was best for people to take out their anger on the ‘mistake’, rather than weaker people.
A foot hit her side, and Enola rolled over to protect it. More kicks. In her back, and stomach. She took it silently. If she made noise, they would give up faster. Better to be quiet.
All too soon, the boys had vented their anger and left Enola alone to pick herself up and limp home.
When she came down on her right foot, Enola winced. Beau had stomped on her foot, wrenching a bone or two out of place. She would have to realign them after she cleaned up.
As soon as Enola walked into the modestly sized house she had been ‘raised’ in, her youngest sibling, Calum, ran up to her, his tiny feet making their common pitter-patter sound. “Up, E! Up!” The four-year old boy insisted.
A faint smile stretched Enola’s lips. All her younger siblings had been just like Calum, up until they started going to the local school, and learned what her name meant. In just two more years, Calum would be just like the rest of her siblings… Until then, she would silently relish each moment with the little boy.
After a quick look around to make sure that no one was watching, Enola crouched down and gave her littlest brother a tight hug. “I can’t hold you right now, Cal…” She murmured. “I have to get cleaned up.”
The little boy pouted for a moment, and Enola had to suppress an awe at how cute her little brother looked. He looked into her eyes, and asked, “Then, will you read to me tonight?” He asked, his wide blue eyes begging his eldest sister to do so.
“Alright…” Enola conceded, without hesitation.
“Yay!” Calum squealed, skipping off into the house.
Enola stood carefully and quietly slipped off to the washroom. She splashed cold water on her face and wiped the water and blood away with the rag that passed as her towel. She sat down on the closed toilet and lifted her foot onto her knee. After a second of poking, she found where the bones had been popped out, and forced them back into place.
She bit down hard, to try and keep from screaming in pain. It came out as a low grunt, like the sound Dilon, their old basset hound made directly after he tripped over his own ears.
Standing shakily, Enola hurried to wipe down her arms and whatever else of her skin could be seen. She limped out of the washroom and walked to the smallest room in the house. The one that had been designated as her bedroom. At least she had a bedroom all to herself.
Enola gathered up a change of clothes, just an oversized well-worn t-shirt, ratty jeans, a pair of holed mismatched socks, and clean underwear. She limped back to the restroom and turned on the water.
“Who’s showering?” The sharp voice of the woman who had born her called out.
‘Not me’s echoed out from around the household, until it was only Enola who hadn’t responded.
“Then it must be, the…” The woman’s voice trailed off as she walked down into the basement. Enola climbed into the shower quickly and drenched herself in the relatively warm water before it dropped several uncomfortable degrees.
Enola scrubbed herself down, shivering slightly as she washed away the dirt and blood that had been hidden by her first set of clothes.
She had mastered the art of a short shower a long time ago, so Enola was in and out in ten minutes. Twelve tops. The girl dried off and hurried to pull on her clothes, just as the woman from before called out, “Kids! Dinner!”
The sound of doors opening and slamming closed, and feet running down the hall toward the dining room. Enola waited a minute, then slipped out of the washroom and down to the kitchen. She had long ago been banished from dining with the rest of her family. But her mother couldn’t ban her from not eating. Not without losing the child support payments she got for each of the children she had in her care.
Enola grabbed one of the plates from the cabinet and filled it with the beef and vegetables that had been prepared.
She leaned against the counter and ate quickly, before her mother came in and yelled at her for daring to be caught eating. Enola finished quickly and set her plate in the sink. 
The girl slipped back upstairs and made sure her bedroom door was closed.
Enola sat down on the mattress that took up most of her bedroom floor and reached out to grab one of the books on her shelf. The one she grabbed was her favourite. ‘Legends of the Nightmare King’ It may have been a children’s myth book, but Enola found that, these days, it was much more fact than fiction.
‘The nightmare phenomenon has been going on for more than a thousand years. In the early days, when a child had been captured by a nightmare, numerous attempts were made to awaken them. All attempts were failures. Today, no attempts are made. Families are given a full week to say their good-byes, before the children are humanised.’
‘In the early times, when attempts to wake the children were still ongoing, there were reports of the sleeping children still growing, oftentimes at a faster pace than other children. Instead of the children becoming emaciated from such rapid growth, they grew more robust, which terrified the doctors of those days. Priests were called to exorcise the children of any possible demons.’
‘The Nightmare King has been credited for all the deaths of the children. In the early days, he would actively move around the thirteen kingdoms, and children would fall into the sleep soon after he would pass. Today, he is never seen, but activity inside his castle suggests that he is still alive and well.’
 ‘None living has ever seen the King’s face. Nor are there any preserved images from the ancient times. But, there has been written documentation of him being Tall of stature, Dark of hair, Pale of skin, and horrid of feature. As these are the only possible ways to tell what he looks like, we have to be wary of such beings in our dreams.’
‘Some children who have survived the nightmare that the king casts have been aware of the change in their dream and fled before he could take them. They described the feeling as, “Like frozen ants moving down my spine. I knew where he was looking. It was right at me. Whatever you do, don’t look at his face. I almost did and was almost lost. If he invades your dream, take control of your thoughts, and run. Build a cage around him. Do whatever it takes! Do not let him look in your eyes!”’
Enola slowly closed the book and leaned back on her pillows to stare up at her ceiling. Fastened all over it were sheets of paper covered with drawings. They all depicted tall, shadowy beings. Some were close-ups of an eye, or a nose. A few were like a picture of a man’s back. Enola had drawn them all. She wanted nothing more than to be taken by the Shadow King. At least then, she would be free.
The clock in the hall rang eight o’clock. Enola lifted her head and looked at the old clock on her wall that ran three and a half minutes fast. Her littlest brother must be in bed waiting for his story.
She clambered to her feet and opened her door slightly, looking quickly left and right to make sure her mother wasn’t in sight. Slipping out of her bedroom, the girl crossed the hall, and carefully opened the door to her two youngest brothers’ shared bedroom. As Andrew was eight years older than Calum, he got to go to bed an hour later. So, Enola had an hour to read to her littlest brother.
She snuck over to his bed, where the little boy was already snuggled down under his covers.
“Hey…Calum…” Enola whispered. “What story would you like today?”
When Calum didn’t respond, Enola grew a little worried. She sat on the edge of the bed and rolled her little brother toward her. His eyes were closed. Usually, he was a very light sleeper, but right now, he was deeply asleep.
“Calum?” Enola shook her little brother, giving up whispering. “Come on. It’s not funny.”
Nothing.
“Calum?” Enola murmured. “Calum! Wake up!” She cried out.
Feet thundered up the stairs and the door to the bedroom crashed open. “Calum?! My baby!” A female voice demanded.
Enola clutched her littlest brother to her chest, tears leaking from her eyes. “Calum…” She slowly rocked back and forth. “It shouldn’t have been you…It should have been me…”
Calum was pulled from Enola’s arms and he was clutched to the woman’s breast. “My baby…” The woman wept. “Why did it have to be you…?”
Enola stood, as if in a daze. She walked silently past her siblings, who gave her a wide berth, and more than a few dirty looks. Enola opened the front door and walked out onto the grass of the front lawn. Only moments after her sock feet touched the damp grass, she took off running. Her feet pounded against the ground. Her heart pounded in her chest. And that one thought pounded in her head… ‘Why did it have to be him?’ All too soon, Enola reached the stream. She tripped over a stray stone and fell to her hands and knees.
Here, where no one would see her, she cried out. “Why?!” She screamed. “Why?! Why did it have to be him?!”
She screamed and cried until her throat was raw, and her eyes were dry. She took a shuddering breath. “Please…take me instead…He has his whole life to live for. I was just the mistake…”
As she cried without tears and screamed without a voice, she started to drift off to sleep…
‘I looked around this strange place. It was a garden. The likes of which I had never seen… It was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.
“Will you play with me?” A soft, sad voice asked.
I looked around and saw a young boy. “Will you play with me? I’m terribly lonely. All the friends I make go away too soon.”
With a start, I realised that this was the person I had been demanding to take me instead. Against my better judgement, I took a hold of my dream and imagined a blindfold over my eyes. “Are you him?” I asked.
The boy, or rather, the Nightmare King, was silent. “How did you guess?” A deep, handsome sounding voice asked.
“Will you give my brother back?” I asked, not answering his question.
“What if he doesn’t want to go back?” The King responded.
“Surely you heard my screams. Take me instead.” I replied.
The King was silent for a long time. So long, that I almost removed the blindfold to see if he was gone. “I can’t do that.”I was…surprised. “What…But, why?”’
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we qualified for the final round tomorrow too!!!
i only have one formal outfit so i'm wearing the same thing for the third day💀 aaand I'm waking up at 5 am again😭
how was your dayy? i saw that you listened to 5sos5, what do you think? any fave tracks?
ily and take care of yourself:)
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whoop whoop congrats!!!!! 🙌 and lol same 😭😭 i remember how i always just had this one skirt and white blouse that i wear during class presentations so i get it 1000%. the waking up 5am is still a nightmare tbh 😭😭
it's been okay! did my dogs haircuts so they all look like wonky round cotton balls but cute nonetheless LMAO. i just trimmed their hair bc it was getting so long. but other than that, it's been alright!
5SOS5 slaps so hard i can't even begin to AAAAAAH it gets me so emotional bc i've been listening to them since their debut and granted i don't really follow them heavily but i've heard all their songs AND THE GROWTH. AND THE FACT THAT MICHAEL IS PRODUCING I'M JUST 😭😭 they've come a long way since heartbreak girl and i just, ugh, my heart. ANYWAYS. it's hard for me to choose faves but Blender is a banger, You Don't Go To Parties? A Sad Bop? Hello? i love it??? also anything that has Calum's bass just shining thru (COMPLETE MESS??? Bloodhound?????? ugh!) bc my boooooy 🥺 basically, i'm so fucking obsessed with the whole album. i thought they killed it with Youngblood and then they released CALM and i'm like?? they took it even a step higher?? AND THEN THEY RELEASED 5SOS5 AND YES!
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Now for the last part of the trilogy which is going to be the shortest lol. So for some songs on the Steve playlist: Alone by nico collins, overwhelmed by royal and the serpent, monster by skillet (which could also just fit the whole show lol), if I killed someone for you by Alec Benjamin, and Love Sux by Marisa Marino. That was a lot of songs so I’m gonna stop it there for the Steve one. Also you can tell me if you don’t think they fit. Sometimes I just add things to my playlist so I tried avoiding picking those ones when I was typing. Okay I have to tell you about two songs that fit the vibe of the show because they were the reason I even started making playlists lol. Lullaby by against the current. Again and again by against the current. It straight up fits the vibes and it slaps.
Also I can’t wait for calum and Tamara to come back!! Ahh I’m so excited! Also really excited to see how the bathroom scene with Steve and Robin is going to go! Because he obviously doesn’t harm be the crush on Robin so like… And excited to see what Steve will say when he’s on the drugs. It makes me so happy and Im happy that you have been loving doing your own fic. Also yeah sometimes those fics go by really fast and I’m like wait a damn minute. Cuz sometimes it could legit be like a week that they’ve been around each other and I’m like hang on.
Also lol this ain’t related but I believe one time we were talking about Steve having a sibling type fic. And I just gotta say I can’t stand it when they make it a point that the oc is protective over the gang and oc was present when billy was beating them up. But then the oc still either is friends with billy or goes out with him. It makes my blood boil! lol I just wanted to add that because we were talking about something in fics that annoys us a little bit. Sorry that I brought down the happy mood here!
ohhh all of those songs are so good!!
I'm really trying to get the last couple of chapters posted in the next coming weeks before s4 drops and I'm literally so excited for the finale and the lead up to season 4!! the bathroom scene is the next chapter that should go up today. obviously I had to change the confession around a little bit, but I really liked how it turned out. steve and robin’s friendship is so important, and so is that whole conversation so like I obviously had to keep that in the fic. and yes! I’ve had to stop reading so many fics because the relationships move unrealistically fast. some people are all for it but I just cannot. 
ugh yes I can’t stand that either! especially when the OC is very obviously set up to be this older sister type figure in the kids eyes and she watches billy go after lucas that night at the byers and beat the shit out of steve. and sometimes it’s just brushed off? it’s one thing if they’re going out before hand and that serves as like the breaking point, but the have them still be all for him after that night baffles me. 
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varmajackie · 3 years
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finally got calum to 😊 level.... next is 😍 PLEASEE
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sunshinelukee · 5 years
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(useless) things I learned from being a 5sos fan
The time difference between my time zone and LA time zone
Recognizing a band member by his hands/nose/laugh idk
The lyrics to almost every 5sos song
How to find an interview when you only remember 1 sentence from it
How to make (low quality) gifs
Random, useless facts about 5sos
Weird fandom inside jokes
Recognizing a 5sos song within the first 3 seconds
I love 5sos
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Bad Omens🔮: Chapter 3
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“Seriously…Arabella…don’t do that to me. Just go to bed.” Ashton pleaded while leading Arabella to her bedroom. “Please Ashton…stay with me, just for tonight until I fall asleep?” Arabella asked. Ashton couldn’t say no to Arabella, especially when she was like this. “Whatever you want honey.” Ashton replied. Arabella slipped under the covers while Ashton followed. Arabella turned around to face Ashton while he hugged her close to his body. “Ashton I don’t know how long I can keep fighting.” was the last thing Arabella said before falling into a deep sleep.
“So do you want me to torture mullet man for an hour here?” The red haired villain asked. “Would you Mike? I’m so fucking tired man.” Luke expressed. “So what did Calum do to this random chick's family?” Mike asked Luke with a smirk. “Arabella, her name is Arabella.” Luke said, grinding his teeth in annoyance. “C'mon just tell me…I’m your best friend.” Mike said with a sinister grin. “Fuck off Mike and go torture this asshole.” Luke said, pushing Mike to get up. Luke walked back to his bedroom and fell onto the bed. “Arabella…Arabella…Arabella, why’d you have to date such a stupid asshole?” Luke asked.
Time skip
4 months
Arabella had her henchmen fech Luke while he was still in a deep slumber. She tranquilized him and put him in her basement, hands tied to the ceiling…shirtless. Luke started to wake up. “Ugh thank god I was waiting forever.” Arabella said lazily. “Fuck…this isn’t how this works Yaknow? I’m supposed to kidnap you.” Luke said, trying to move. Arabella walked up to Luke and said “I kidnapped you because you kidnapped my boyfriend 4 months ago!” Arabella snapped, inches away from Lukes face. Luke looked away and said “He escaped…2 days ago. I thought he came back.” Luke said wearily. “What…” Arabella said in disbelief. “He was a pathetic asshole anyway, and I’m better in bed.” Luke smirked as Arabella stared at him still in shock. “Are we done here, can I go now?” Luke asked, quickly slipping out of the rope he was tied to the ceiling with. “He’s probably out in the city somewhere, he’ll be fine. Don’t look so worried, amata.” Luke said while lifting up Arabella’s chin.
In the blink of an eye, every single light shut off. The room was pitch black. "Luke what the hell is going on?" Arabella asked. "That's not me darling, stay close." Luke said while grabbing Arabella's arm and pulled her close so that her back was up against his bare chest. A single computer turned on. "Calum what the hell, where are you?" Arabella asked Calum through the computer. "You left me to rot for 4 months in pain...now the people are going to pay." Calum said angrily through the computer. Arabella fell to her knees. "I've always pictured you on your knees darling, but in my imagination you're happier." Luke smirked as Arabella looked up to him from her knees and said "Luke...please help me?" Luke looked at her in confusion. "So you're saying that you want me, a villain, to help you catch another villain? That makes no sense...but I will do it...but only if you beg for it..." Luke requested. Arabella still on her knees "Oh Luke, greatest and sexiest villain of all time...will you please, please help me. I'm begging you please, Luke...seriously...please." Arabella begged looking up into Lukes cold blue eyes. "I love it when you beg." Luke dropped to Arabella's level and whispered in her ear "One day I'll have you begging for more than just my help."
amata - beloved in Latin
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Birthdays (3) Masterlist
part one, part two
a birthday gift you can't really replace (ao3) - orphan_account luke/ashton M, 1k
Summary: luke plans to give ashton a special gift.
A Puppy For A Puppy (ao3) - Percussionist24601 luke/ashton G, 446
Summary: It’s Ashton’s birthday and Luke has a special surprise for him.
Birthday Boy - @daydadahlias (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias))
Summary: The Craft Club crew surprise Ashton on tour for his birthday.
Birthday Things (ao3) - mariawritesstuff (orphan_account) luke/calum, michael/calum, michael/luke/calum T, 2k
Summary: Michael's been a shit best friend and didn't come to Calum's party. Naturally, the birthday boy isn't pleased and demands some compensation.
Or, it's Calum's birthday and he wants it all.
Gotta Lick The Icing Off (ao3) - IfWallsCouldMuke michael/luke E, 769
Summary: Happy birthday, Luke!
Heaven Wrapped In A Silver Bow (ao3) - AWeekendInMay michael/calum E, 1k
Summary: “You got me a butt plug? What kind of joke is this? Cal, butt stuff is your thing.”
Michael picked up the butt plug, gripping it between his fingers. His breathing picked up as he looked at the seemingly innocent but rather intimidating object. “Even if I... I’ve never tried... I don’t even know how to use this thing Cal.”
Calum took a deep breath, it was now or never. “I could show you. I mean, if you want.”
i only wanna talk to you (ao3) - calumshoods calum/ashton E, 47k
Summary: “This is us, Calum. This is our story, from beginning to now, all of my favorite moments. The ups and the downs. The good and the bad. Mostly the good, though, because there’s hardly ever a bad moment with you. I mean, yeah, you fart a lot and it smells, but I’ve gotten used to that.” He pauses to giggle at his own joke again, a sweet, high-pitched sound that make Calum’s heart flutter.
or ashton leaves to work on his documentary and leaves calum recordings of his favorite memories with him
Last Night (ao3) - orphan_account Michael/Luke, Calum/Ashton M, 5k
Summary: On July 16th, 2011, Life as everyone knew it, changed. Luke Hemmings birthday became an accursed day for him. Surviving as a 15 year old teenager wasn't easy, especially when you are trying not to be killed. Life has its upsides and downfalls, the apocalypse is definitely a downfall in Luke's book. At least there is no school.
Magic Mike (ao3) - im_just_a_sucker_for_bromance michael/everyone E, 3k
Summary: Ashton Irwin is turning 21 and wanted a grand party. To his surprise, his idea of 'Grand Party' does not coincide with what his friends think a 'Grand Party' means. His night may turn out to be better than he had imagine.
new shapes (ao3) - galacticsugar luke/calum E, 3k
Summary: “Anyway,” Calum says, “I’ve been thinking about it, and I wanted to talk to you about it, because I kinda think it would be a really good idea for us to fuck each other.”
Luke chokes on his water.
Calum slaps him on the back a few times, even though Luke has told him over and over that doesn’t do anything to help.
Surprise (ao3) - takeitoffhemmo michael/luke M, 2k
Summary: Luke's boyfriend is shit. He is absolute shit. It's Luke's birthday and his boyfriend just broke up with him. He said he was doing Luke a favor by cutting things off. Luke just thinks he's an asshole. A really big asshole. Ugh, Luke needs to stop thinking about assholes because now all he can think about is the asshole's asshole. Anyway! Moving on.
Luke's birthday doesn't go exactly as planned, but his best friend, Michael, always knows what to do.
summer child (ao3) - no_clue_who Luke/Ashton G, 1k
Summary: Luke wanted a picnic.
They wanted a picnic in the sun today. It rained yesterday and all Luke wanted to do was have a picnic. He wanted to eat food with his friends and celebrate his birthday but they know that the band doesn't have time. They had tech problems a few nights ago, more last night and Luke was dreading more today.
or how not to have a picnic.
summer daze (ao3) - daddyadam Michael/Luke M, 1k
Summary: it's Luke's 25th birthday, and his sugar daddy, Michael, gives him a gift to show him how much he loves him.
the words, they are too much (ao3) - lifewasradical Luke/Ashton T, 4k
Summary: When looking at the bigger picture, Luke knew birthdays really didn’t matter much. It was a simple celebration of gaining another year, another trip around the sun that might make you a little wiser than you were the year before. He knew most people didn’t put as much stock in them as he did, it’s just that Luke liked the theatrics of it all, a day all for him to be fawned over and adored.
Or, Ashton doesn't say Happy Birthday to Luke.
You Know I'll Be Your Anchor, Just Close Your Eyes And See (ao3) - orphan_account michael/luke N/R, 1k
Summary: “I’m dying,” Michael mumbled into the comforter. “I can’t cum anymore.”
Luke knelt over his body, a sinful look covering his face. Luke moved down, brushing his lips against the cool skin, making Michael shuddered. “I think you can do it again baby.”
Luke was killing Michael.
He was literally trying to kill the boy with sex and Michael is so proud of him.
You're Giving Me Such a Rush (ao3) - calumthomases (orphan_account) michael/luke M, 964
Summary: "You knew that fucking Harry was going to be at this party, right?" Michael hisses.
"We figured," Alex shrugs.
"So you brought me sex toys?!"
your string of lights is still bright to me (ao3) - merlypops michael/calum E, 81k
Summary: 'Michael looked at himself sometimes, when he was putting six year old Lily to bed or giving her four year old sister Georgie a bath with his shirt sleeves rolled up and the faint silvery scars on display, and although he’d never planned for his life to be this way, he thought it could be a lot worse probably, even if it wasn’t what he’d expected back when he was a teenager with dirty hair and death in his heart.'
Michael is struggling to be the father his daughters need. Until he meets Calum again.
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youngbloodslut · 3 years
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celebrity crush | 2/??
a/n: the first interview is mostly based off of dove cameron and ava max’s interviews with popbuzz
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summary: actress! reader somehow manages to bring up her crush on calum hood in every interview
pairing(s): calum hood x reader, platonic! reader x tom holland
warning(s): swearing? slight mentions of kinks
“She’s at it again mate,” Ashton smirked as he carried his laptop over to Calum who was sat on the sofa. He flipped open the computer and hit play on y/n y/l/n’s newest interview.
“C’mon, I don’t wanna-” Calum rubbed his hand over is face and shook his head.
Ashton ignored him and turned up the volume to drown out his protest. “Shhh.. watch.”
“Hey guys, I’m y/n y/l/n and this is the Pop Buzz Tower of Truth.” You spoke as the title popped up on screen.
“I think I’m gonna end up tipping it before I can even get one block out,” You said as you tried to carefully pull of a wooden block. 
“That will never work,” Calum heard a voice from off camera say and recognized it as Tom Holland. He tried not to frown as you laughed and mocked him.
“Y’know what, we’re leaving that one.” You laughed, leaving the original block alone and easily pulling out another block.
“There we go. Okay, what was the last movie or tv show that make you cry? Dead Poets Society. I love Dead Poets Society so much and Tom had never seen it so we watched it after finishing yesterdays interviews.” You placed the block on top of the tower. “And he cried.”
The camera crew laughed as Tom shouted a, “Hey!”
“Tell us one thing about you that we don’t know. Um, this is hard because I’m always saying stuff that I shouldn’t be. Um, I’m an Oxford comma worshiper.” You said, unsure whether or not that’s interesting enough.
“Oxford comma?” A crew member behind the camera questioned.
“Yeah, y’know, the comma that comes before ‘and’ when making a list. I hate that people don’t use it because then I get all confused. Like if I were to write ‘Lizzie, Tom, and Robert are going to the party’ and I don’t add a comma before ‘and’ then it seems like Tom and Robert would be arriving at the party together. But some people who don’t use the Oxford comma could mean that all three people were showing up separately so I never know. Y’know what I mean?”
The camera crew were all silent after her rant and Calum chuckled a bit to himself. He thought it was cute that you were so passionate about the smallest things. Ashton looked over to him as Calum admired you through the screen. He wasn’t an idiot. He knew Calum secretly liked how much you talked about him.
“No,” Tom responded honestly
“Ugh,” You rolled your eyes dramatically and looked into the camera, “See, these are the type of guys you got to look out for: Un-grammarly men.” You joked.
“Un-grammarly isn’t a thing.” Tom laughed.
“Well if it were a thing, you’d be one.” You fired back at Tom.
“Anyway, who is your favorite artist right now? Um, probably Wallows, I love them and their music.”
“I was really expecting Calum Hood to be honest.” Tom shouted from across the room.
“Oh my god, I can’t believe I just forgot about him like that. I love you Calum Hood. I love 5sos.” You held up your hands into a heart shape and moved your hands from side to side. 
You then dropped them and grabbed another block. “Sorry, I keep forgetting that people are actually going to see these interviews. Like, he could literally see this. Dude, I hope he doesn’t.” You paused, “Oh god, do you think he knows about my crush on him?” You had been mentioning him for years and it had never once occurred to you that he could actually see these. 
Calum laughed at the irony of the situation. Here he was watching a video of you saying you hoped he’d never see said video.
“This is humiliating.” You mumbled though you didn’t seem to actually care, “Who was your first celebrity crush? Oh uh, definitely Andrew Garfield. I remember when I first watched the Social Network and I was like obsessed. My friend and I both watched it over 10 times within like two months. And then would continuously make Mark Zuckerberg jokes. But of course, Calum Hood now owns my heart.” You put the block on top of the tower. “I’m actually doing really good, I thought I’d knock it down by now.”
“Describe in detail the worst date you’ve ever been on. Okay so I was like fifteen right, and, well I’m not even sure if this counts as a date. I think he considered it a date so I guess it was but basically we were in the car, he was sixteen so he could drive. We were in the drive through, we had already ordered, and he started feeling around in is pockets and I was like oh god, cause I knew what was about to happen. He was like, ‘oh no i think i lost my wallet’, and I was like its fine I’ll pay. I really didn’t mind. I ended up paying, we got our drinks and without missing a beat, we hadn’t even pulled out of the drive through, he was like’oh here’s my wallet.’ I really didn’t mind paying for my coffee, I wouldn’t mind paying for both of our coffees. But him going out of his way to lie, and then not even lie well, was so irritating.” She placed the block on the top and picked up a new one.
“What is the most useless idem you’ve ever purchased? Um, I bought a seven foot giraffe while I saw drunk once.” The block was added to the top, the tower now taller than you. “He’s in my living room if you wanted to know.”
You grabbed the next block carelessly, immediately regretting it when the tower fell behind you, “Oh shit, well I guess we’re done then.” You said nonchalantly, looking at the blocks on the floor. “I don’t think I’ll be playing this again anytime soon. Love you guys,” You held up your hands, “Love you Calum Hood.” You winked before the outro began to play.
“She must really love you, Cal.” Ashton poked Calum’s cheek annoyingly, “She’s got no shame.”
Calum wouldn’t admit it, but as soon as he got home he looked you up again. He clicked on the same video Ashton showed him and scrolled through the comments. 
y/nscalumhoodkink: MOMOMOMOMOMOM
datemey/n: Queen of Jenga
ashtonfletchersbitch: Y/N LITERALLY IS ME
5esohes: no because y/n y/l/n and calum hood together is my kink
noemptywalletshere: not only does y/n own this fandom, but my ass too
He couldn’t help but laugh at the comments no matter how interesting they were. But something in the back of his head kept yelling at him. She doesn’t acting like you. Shes just likes your music, nothing more. He sighed and clicked out of the video and was about the close his laptop when his cursor handed on a video. 
Y/n Y/l/n foaming at the mouth while talking about Calum Hood for 5 minutes straight.
He clicked on it a little too quickly and waited for it too load. 
“Calum Hood choke me challenge.” You stuck out your tongue and threw up a peace sign with an innocent look plastered on here face. 
“Bro imagine if Calum Hood saw this?” “Oh he would definitely fall for you after this video”
The third thing to pop up was a tweet from 2015 just saying: #marrymecalumhood
“Calum Hood send me hand pics. This is a demand, not a request.”
Calum continued to watch the entire video. Normally, the thirsty comments would have made him uncomfortable, but them coming from you made his heart race and cheeks flush.
God, what was happening to him?
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Prologue: Goodbyes
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"I'm so gonna flunk this test!"
"No, you won't. We still have until next Monday for you to learn everything."
"Face it, I'm a lost cause. I'm gonna flunk this test, and then I'm gonna fail this year. I'm never gonna graduate, and eventually, I'm gonna fail in life."
The words coming through the speaker of your phone made you roll your eyes.
"Keira, you won't fail in life. You simply need some more time to really grasp the topic," you disagreed as you put your phone off speaker mode so you could hold it against your ear. "How about you try understanding the basics today and tomorrow, and over the weekend, we go over the more complicated things together. All you need to pass the test is 50%."
"I guess we could try that," Keira finally agreed with a sigh as you heard her shift through the phone. "Seems like I need to cancel my weekend plan's with Calum."
"You can always go out with your boyfriend. But getting a passing grade on the most important maths test of the year? You can't postpone success."
"Ugh, you sound like one of those dumb Tumblr quotes," Keira mocked you, making you huff.
"Just accept my help and be glad that you have at least one friend who's good at maths," you pointed out, shaking your head at her words. You closed the book in front of you, deciding that was enough studying for today. A short glance at the clock told you that it was already past 9 p.m.
"Thank you," Keira finally gave in. "I wouldn't even be alive without you."
"No, you wouldn't," you agreed with a laugh. You wanted to add something, but there was a light knock on the door at that moment. "Come in!"
You expected your mom to appear when the door opened, but you were met with a different face instead. Though you hadn't expected him, you were glad it wasn't your mother barging in, reminding you of the time or your undone chores.
"Hey, am I interrupting?"
"Lixie? What are you doing here?" you asked in confusion, sitting up as he entered the room.
"Your mom let me in. I needed to talk to you. It couldn't wait." he explained, the worried expression on his face starting off an alarm in your head.
"Wait, what is Felix doing in your room this late?" Keira asked you through the phone. "Is this gonna be like one of those romance novels. Like when the boy sneaks into your room in the middle of the night to take your virginity?"
"I'm hanging up now. See you in the morning," you told your best friend, and without another warning or a second for her to protest, you hung up the phone. "What's going on?"
Admittedly, you had already thought something was going on with Felix, seeing he hadn't texted you once since coming home from school today. Usually, there were about five new memes on your phone by the time you entered your home.
Felix closed the door behind him, hesitating a second before sitting down on the sheets of your bed. His back was facing you, so you decided to crawl over and sit next to him.
The expression on Felix's face worried you to a point where you couldn't take your eyes off him. This was so out of the normal, something big must have happened.
"There's news," he told you, looking down at his intertwined hands. "But before I tell you, I need to know that you won't hate me."
"What happened?" you question, a little more eager this time. If Felix was this worried about you, this news couldn't be good.
"Just promise me you won't hate me. Please."
He was basically begging at this point, a single tear in the corner of his eye. Hesitantly, you nodded. You could never hate him, but if he had cheated on you or worse, you wouldn't promise to not get mad. That the first thought rushing to your head was him cheating on you made you feel bad. Felix could never hurt you like that. Still, his worry made it undeniable that whatever the news was, it must have been pretty bad.
"I promise. Would you please tell me what's going on now? My mind is going places I don't want it to," you explained to him, an unsure laugh escaping your mouth.
"You remember those audition tapes we made and sent out like half a year ago?"
You nodded, remembering the cute video of Felix singing as his friend Luke plaid guitar in the background. You had helped your then best friend film everything and send it out to different companies all over the country, some even beyond borders.
"When nobody replied, I was a little sad. But I still thought it had been worth the shot. And then we happened, and I was even a little glad nobody replied," Felix slowly continued as you nodded along to the words. "I didn't think they kept the tapes, but apparently, they do."
"I don't understand," you pointed out, your eyebrows knitting together in confusion. The words coming out of Felix's mouth made no sense to you.
"One of the companies replied. They want to sign me."
When the news finally came out of him, your concern was overshadowed by the growing smile on your face. You couldn't believe his words, the excitement you felt for him overflowing.
"Oh my god! I'm so happy for you!" you exclaimed, throwing your arms around Felix's body to give him a bone-crushing hug. Felix hugged you back, but something about him seemed off. Usually, he would have hugged you tight enough to force the air out of your lungs, but this time, his hands barely laid on your back. No actual hugging was happening. "What's wrong? You're finally gonna live your dream."
"I guess. But I haven't told you which company replied yet. And I'm scared to tell you," Felix explained, so you let go of him, your face shifting again. Maybe, it wasn't the company he had wanted to reply to him. Perhaps he had a favourite one in mind, but a different one contacted him.
"Just tell me. It can't be bad if they want to sign you."
"You remember JYP Entertainment?" he asked.
At first, you nodded in agreement. Only after a few seconds did you recognise why this wasn't good news. Why your boyfriend was so fed up.
"You mean JYP in South Korea?" The nod that followed finally told you why he reacted the way he did. "Oh."
For a few seconds, all that could be heard was the quiet running of the air vents. It had gotten hotter and hotter every day, so your mom finally decided to start them up just a few days ago. The Australian weather was killing you, but not as much as the thought of Felix moving to Korea did.
"Do you hate me now?"
The words that broke the silence also broke you. A tear you had been holding in finally rolled down your cheek, and you quickly wiped it away so Felix wouldn't notice.
"Of course not," you replied, your hands fiddling with each other. "I love you too much to ever hate you."
You could tell he was smiling out of the corner of your eye, but his short-lived happiness was only due to your words. The news was still pretty much all he could think about.
"So, what do you want to do?" you finally asked. You were trying your hardest to keep yourself from breaking down, but you knew it was inevitable. If not now, at the last when Felix left your room.
"I'm gonna go," he pointed out, his head shifting to look at you.
"That's not what I meant. You're obviously gonna take this opportunity. I never questioned that," you replied, now also looking at him. "I was talking about us. What do you wanna do about us?"
"You know I would never willingly break up with you. If it was up to me, I would do anything in my power to keep us going. Even long-distance," Felix spoke up, another tear running down his face. You had seen him cry before, your boyfriend being a lot more emotional than other boys his age. This time, it was different. "But the company has strict rules about relationships. Trainees aren't allowed to have them. If they found out, they would let go of me in an instant."
"I see."
You had seen this coming. Knowing how strict Korean Media was, you had expected there to be many rules and regulations. Still, there had been a little hope left in you. Now, even that was gone.
"So, we're breaking up."
"I have no option. I'm so, so sorry, y/n. I would never hurt you on purpose," Felix said, taking your hand into his. "You have got to believe me."
"I do. It's just really hard to accept that we can't be together anymore. We only got together 2 months ago," you reminded your boyfriend. He nodded, his eyebrows drawing together as he looked at your interlocked hands. "If I had known this would happen, I would have confessed to you years ago."
"I have about a month left. I was wondering if you maybe wanted us-" Felix stopped himself as he hiccupped. By now, both of you were a mess. Tears were streaming down your cheeks, reddening the skin below them. Felix wasn't doing any better. "Well, if you wanted us to be us until then."
"You want us to keep going another month, even though we know it won't last?" you question in surprise. Was that even possible? Being in a relationship even though it was destined to end? Deadline and all.
"I know, I'm asking a lot of you. But I want to spend as much time with you as possible."
His words made you smile. It must have looked ridiculous. Your face was all red from the salty tears coming out of your eyes. Still, there was a smile on your face. Just like when he told you, he loved you for the first time.
"I miss you like crazy already. I don't know if I can do that," you explained as Felix pushed his forehead against yours.
"Please," he pleaded, his despair making your heart break even further. "Do it for me. I can't lose you like this. Not without getting used to the thought first."
When he pressed his lips to yours, trying to convince you with a salty but soft kiss, you felt yourself nod against him.
"I love you so much," Felix's voice was muffled against your lips. You drew away a little to look him into his brown eyes. The freckles on his face were ever so evident, his eyes so puffy from the crying. You couldn't imagine not seeing them every day.
"I know." Both of you laughed at your words as you let your hands run through his brown hair. "I love you so much, too."
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One month was not long enough.
Every week felt like a day. Every day felt like an hour, every hour like a minute. The reality that Felix would be leaving was evident every single moment. It was the first thing you thought of in the morning and the last thing you thought of before falling asleep, which was in his freckled arms most nights.
Even your mother had been less strict about him sleeping over, giving you enough space so you could have as much time as you needed, just the two of you. Thinking about it, your mother making exceptions just made everything more real. She must have known just how hard it would be for you once Felix was gone.
The night before his flight, you couldn't sleep. After a day full of packing, cleaning and getting ready for his move, he had fallen asleep early, his limb body laying right next to you as you sobbed. You had caught yourself watching him, trying to memorise every little detail about him so that you'd never forget. You were scared you'd forget his freckles or the way he snored so lightly, barely audible. Most of all, you wanted to remember his smell. So sweet and fruity. Kiwi shower gel.
When you left for the airport, there were barely any tears left in you. Felix and your hands were intertwined the whole way from his home to the gate. You didn't want to let go, not yet. You'd get to that soon enough, so you tried taking in every second.
"You really have everything?" you asked Felix as you sat next to him in front of the gate. "Your neck pillow and the Korean book for your flight?"
"y/n, I have everything," Felix answered, a little annoyed. You had been questioning your almost ex-boyfriend for a while now to distract yourself. "Don't worry. I'll be fine."
"I'm sorry. I just know you're a little stressed out about flying," you explained yourself.
"Not as much as you, apparently," Felix pointed out in a joking manner. He was trying to calm you down to the best of his abilities, but it was a hard job. You couldn't really joke about losing your best friend of 5 years - your boyfriend of 3 months.
If you had just confessed to him a little earlier, maybe Felix would have never sent out the audition tapes. Then again, he was gonna live the life he had always dreamt about. You wouldn't want to be the reason he missed out on this.
"So, all of you are gonna be staying with your aunt for a week?" you asked.
"My parents are. I'm gonna stay one night to sleep off the flight. I'm gonna move into the dorms in three days so that I can start the program in four. I think my parent's flight back will be in 10 days," Felix explained to you, a smile on his face. He was really excited about this. His excitement was so toxic, you couldn't help but smile a little as well. "I'm gonna miss that smile."
As fast as the smile had appeared, it was gone again. Did Felix have to constantly remind you of time running out?
"But I'm gonna write you as soon as we land. And every day after that. It will be just like now, only with a few more kilometres between us."
The words were meant to lighten up the mood, but they only made things worse.
"8300 kilometres," you corrected him, making him smile.
"I promise it will only feel like 8000."
A light laugh escaped your lips. It felt good to laugh, even if it was just for a second. The fact that Felix could make you laugh even when you were sad reminded you yet again that you wouldn't meet anyone like him again. You couldn't imagine being lucky enough to get two people like him in your life.
"Flight 142 to Seoul, South Korea. Boarding will begin shortly."
The loud voice from the loudspeakers puts an abrupt stop to your conversation. Your eyes travel over to where Felix's family was sitting, your mom right beside them.
"So, that's it," you sighed as your face turned to a frown again. "We're breaking up."
"I guess," Felix agreed. You could hear the sadness in his voice, and it made tears start forming in your eyes again. "Listen. I want to thank you for the last few weeks. I know it must have been hard for you."
"It was. But I'm glad I got some more time with you. And we made some new experiences as well."
"So you don't regret it?" Felix questioned, his eyes staring into yours.
Without another word, you knew exactly which it he was referring to.
About two weeks ago, after a day filled with fun activities, both of you had decided to give your virginities to each other. It wasn't a haste decision, seeing it was a big deal for both of you, but it felt right. And it still did even now as he was about to leave.
You didn't doubt that Felix was the person you wanted to give it to. He was your first love, your best friend, and yes, the term soulmate had been used a couple of times as well. If not Felix, you wouldn't have known who else to give it to.
"Not in the least," you assured him, making a small smile creep onto his face. "I love you, and I'm glad we have a special bond now." Your words were cheesy, but you didn't know how else to voice your thoughts.
"We did, even before. I don't think I will ever love someone the way I love you."
Felix words proved to you that he felt the same way about you as you did about him. Maybe soulmates wasn't that wrong after all.
"Promise me, you won't forget me."
"I could never forget you. Why would you even say that?"
"I don't know," you said, your eyes trying to avoid his this time. "It's just that you're gonna be meeting a bunch of new people. I just feel like you will hardly be able to think about me. I don't want to become just an ex-girlfriend to you."
"Please, don't say that," Felix's hand came up to your chin, tilting your head upwards so that you were looking at him again. He wanted to make sure you'd hear the following words leaving his mouth. "You're never gonna be just an ex-girlfriend. You'll always be my best friend and the person who was selfless enough to let me go. There won't be a day that I don't think about what you did for me."
A single tear ran down your cheek. His affirmative words were everything you needed to hear, so without another thought, you planted a kiss onto his lips. It was a soft kiss, innocent compared to what had happened over the past two weeks.
You were well aware of the fact that it was also the last kiss you'd be sharing. For a few seconds, you blurred out everything around you so that it was only Felix and you.
A perfect last kiss, maybe.
"Lixie?" A soft voice from beside you interrupted the eye contact following your kiss. Both of you look up at Felix's mother, smiling sadly at you. "It's time."
With those words, the two of you stood up, joining his family and your mother.
"I'll miss you," Olivia - Felix's little sister - whispered into your ear as you hugged her goodbye. "But you can come by when we get back. We could watch movies or bake brownies or something."
Her words made you smile as you nodded your head. Other than Felix, his family would be back in 10 days. His parents had decided to join him, so he didn't have to find his way around a new city all by himself. After all, he had only just turned 16.
"Sounds great. Just call me when you get back."
Next up, you said goodbye to his parents. Since you had been best friends with Felix for years now, they had become something like parents to you, too.
When you were done hugging them goodbye, you stood in front of Felix again.
"I'm gonna miss you so much," he told you as he pulled you in for a hug. It was as bone-crushing as always, his face nuzzling into your neck, as did yours. You breathed in his scent for one last time, but by now, you swore you'd never forget it. Even if it meant buying his shower gel for the rest of your life.
"I'm gonna miss you more," you replied as you pressed your forehead against his. "Please become super famous, and kick some ass on the way."
"I will," he agreed with a light laugh as he finally let go of you completely.
Immediately when Felix disconnected from your body, you felt cold. A shiver went down your back as your mom came to your side. She put her arm around you to hold you up. Apparently, she noticed your legs were close to giving out. You weren't used to her showing this much affection, but you were thankful she did at that moment.
When Felix handed his boarding pass over to the steward, he turned around one last time. There was a big smile on his face as he opened his mouth for the last words he'd be speaking to you for years. Though, at that time, you had no idea that he would soon break his promise of talking to you every day.
"I love you. Forever."
Frankly, you were glad Felix left the second he said those words. This way, he didn't see you breaking down in your mother's arm, sobbing until there were no fluids left in your body. You knew you looked pathetic, crying over your first boyfriend as if he had died, but this was nothing compared to the weeks of despair that would follow.
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