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orangeinecstasy · 6 months

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i need more of those 5sos thoughts!!!!

bf ashton thoughts ⋆ฺ｡*:･

a/n: ask and you shall receive!!! i swear i've been seeing so much ash content so ofc i had to do him next. he also happens to be my 5sos lane which makes it even better. fluff and smut sections included in this one!!

so so so many beach days. he loved when you record a wave he caught while surfing and it doesn't hurt that you're wearing a bathing suit either

big gift giver. always brings you fresh flowers and makes sure to keep on to know when he needs to rebuy them. picks up little trinkets that he thinks you'll like and tries so hard to package them up cutely but ends up failing. but it's the thought that counts!!

100% tries to teach you how to play the drums, even if its just a simple beat

late night spontaneous dates are a normality when being with him. could be anywhere from going to a park and stargazing to diving into the city and going to a bar

he wants to show you off 24/7. like he doesn't have one picture "this is my partner" picture, its a whole album that he's showing to people because he can't believe you're all his

meditating together

guarding together

tbh just being outside and being in nature together would be a big thing for him

not a super huge pda person but BIG on physical touch

so so so many songs written about you. if they didn't end up on a 5sos album he would totally curate his own and dedicate it to you

tons and tons of inside jokes

would 100% get a tattoo for you. i don't think it would specifically be your name, but maybe some art you produced or something that reminds him of you, etc

not a super big pet name user, but sometimes he'll sprinkle them in

smoking together>>>

smutty/suggestive thoughts below the pics

its always ass or tits, and though ashton definitely loves both i feel like he's more of a thigh guy. they way they're so plush and he can squeeze them and mark them to his liking. how they look in skirts or dressed or when they they're over his shoulders. he can't get enough of them

100% puts you're pleasure first. if he comes, great! but he's so focused on you and making sure that you're experiencing as much pleasure as possible

on that note-- he loved to eat you out. your taste, your smell, the way your hands grip at his hair and his name falls from his lips is just intoxicating for him. he also can't deny how much it boosts his ego knowing that he can make you come with just his mouth

so many suggestive comments when you're with a group of friends. he loves watching you get riled up and pressing your thighs together by his words

he's such a tease oh my god. like you know something is about to happen just by how his eyes shift and that smirk that he can't seem to wipe off his face

such a slut for you. he wants you anywhere all the time. doesn't matter who's around, before a show- after a show, he needs you.

thigh riding!!!

so much casual dominance omg. driving you guys everywhere, constantly trying to find ways to help you, helping you pick out outfits. ugh i can't stop thinking about it

don't think he's a huge lingerie guy, but he really appreciated it when you take the time to pick out a set and doll yourself up

cannot get enough of bondage and blindfolds. both using it on you or you using it on him

obsessed with marking-- he wants people to know he's yours and you're his. like i can just imagine him posting a picture on his instagram story where his hair is all messy and his lips are plump from friction, neck littered with hickeys. he would probably delete it after a couple of minutes because the pr team would actually freak out, but it was most definitely worth it in his book.

high sex

likes to take his time, but doesn’t mind a quickie

cuddles that turn into sex that end up with you two curled back together asleep

love love loves kissing. how simple it can show your affection for someone and how it can be innocent and turn into something more

sleepy sex!!! early mornings or late at night when he’s back from the studio and just needs to be as close to you as possible

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taleofharrison · 3 years

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Sei unica | Calum Hood

Summary: Calum meets reader who is Italian at a movie set.

Warnings: Italian dialogues from a song and google traductor.

Requested: Yes by an anon.

Word Count: 682 (short but gold)

A/N: This one was a journey first off I’m not Italian so I tried to keep it really neutral and added dialogues in Italian towards the end I also had something written around 400 words or something and then hated it when I had this idea which I thought was better anyways enjoy.

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You couldn’t contain your excitement as your plane landed in California you had booked the lead role for a movie in LA it was your first big project and the first you’d leave your country but at the same time you were nervous because this would be also be your first worldwide success if the movie did great.

The first days were a blur you met your costars and did table reading and you also met the guys from 5SOS since they would be a big part of the soundtrack of the and they would also be on a scene in the movie singing a brand new song written by them that would be used exclusively for the movie.

When you met them you didn’t feel as starstruck as you felt when you met your costars since you weren’t a big fan of the band and you thought that the fact that you weren’t a fan beforehand helped to get a more genuine friendship between the 5 of you blossom.

You always laughed at Ashton jokes, you hung out with Luke a lot, played videogames with Michael and Calum well…you felt closer to him for whatever reason and you weren’t complaining even Duke likes you.

“It’s weird” he said while the puppy licked your hand “he usually wants to bite all the strangers” to which you just laughed.

“Alright silence on set” the director spoke “this is the first day and last day of 5SOS on set, so we need to get this scene right”

“Am I getting a private 5SOS concert?” you teased the boys as thy got ready on the stage.

“Yeah maybe” Luke chuckled “And you will be getting tickets for our concerts from now on”

“Look forward to that” you smiled.

“Y/N go to your place” the director told you from his chair.

“Guess I have to go” you smirked “break a leg”

You left them to get to your place at the other side of the set.

“Ask her out mate” Michael told Calum “she’ll say yes anyways she already spends more time with you than us”

“Plus, you don’t know if she’s going back to Italy at the end of shooting this film” Ashton added.

“Alright” the director called again “Action in 5,4,3,2…”

The scene went smoothly you just had to repeat it a couple of times and it was called a wrap.

“Y/N wait!” Calum called, listening his friends’ advice. You stopped and turned to look at him”

“What’s up?” you asked.

“Would you-you like to go to the beach this Saturday?”

“Sure, I’d love it” you agreed “will the guys be there?”

“I was thinking-in a…uhm” he was struggling to get the word out

“Just the of us?” you said, “like a date?”

“YES! - I mean yes if that’s what you want”

“I want that” you smiled making him relax.

“I’ll pick you up at 4 then”

That Saturday Calum took you to a lovely cafeteria to get something to eat and then to the beach to enjoy the beautiful sunset while walking next to the sea.

“Will you go back to Italy after the movie is done?” he inquired worried about how much time he would get to be with you?”

“I haven’t quite decided it yet” you shrugged “maybe after the premiere”

“Can I tell you something then?” he asked.

“Sure, go ahead”

“Sei única, única sei” Calum began felling nervous “formi parte di me mi dia una possibilità”

“I-did you learn Italian just to tell me your feelings about me?” you asked surprised at what he said.

“Just those sentences” he admitted “I feel like this I’m in high school but this is not a stupid crush I really like you and I don’t know maybe we can try something while you’re here”

“Possiamo provarlo anche tu mi piaci molto” you told him.

“What did you just say?” he asked smiling, he loved when you spoke Italian.

“That I like you too” you breathlessly laughed, he smiled and leaned over to kiss you not losing the smile on his face.

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calmluke · 4 years

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Somebody Else

This is inspired by the song “Somebody Else” by The 1975 so there’s definitely angst.

Words: 1.2k

I always knew that after the way I ended things you would never be able to forgive me, and I didn't blame you. Ashton still says its my fault for stringing you along, but I didn't want a girlfriend.

When I woke up this morning to see that you've moved on, it hurt. You made your new relationship public on Instagram, and even though it has been three months since I ended it, it hurt to look at this picture.

The whole day I couldn't stop picturing you with him, the way his hands held your waist and the way you looked genuinely happy. I hated thinking about someone else holding you like that. But I also couldn't bring myself to call you and ruin that happiness. I know that what I did really hurt you, but I just wasn't ready for a relationship. I didn't want a commitment and I didn't want to risk getting hurt, and I think that I'm really starting to understand how selfish that was.

It's probably way too late now, but I keep finding myself opening up my phone and looking for your number. I even made the mistake of looking at some old pictures of us. We had been practically dating for months and I knew you were waiting for me to ask you to be my girlfriend, I just couldn't bring myself to put a label on it. When I look back it I feel like an idiot, even my bandmates were telling me that I making a mistake I just didn't care.

I ended up calling a few hours later. I thought you weren't going to answer and I at least wanted to say that I tried, but right before I gave up, your voice rang through my speakers.

"Calum?"

I had a whole speech planned and I was going to beg for forgiveness and for you to take me back but when I heard your voice its like everything just went blank. "Hello?" you asked again.

"Uh yeah its me," I said. You stayed silent for a minute and finally sighed heavily, "What do you want?" I could tell that you were trying not to cry, and all of a sudden I felt like I needed to cry. "I just wanted to uhm apologize for what I did, I know we haven't really spoken since then so I just wanted you to know that I am sorry."

You took another pause, "You're sorry?" you scoffed. "Cal if this is some type of attempt at winning me back, your apology is a few months too late. I moved on without you saying sorry I don't need to hear it now." Even though it's what I was expecting to hear, it still stung.

"I know." I said and held back my tears. "I wasn't ready for all the things that you wanted and I fucked up. But I realized it now and I'm scared that it's way too late but I shouldn't have ended things with you and especially not in the way that I did."

"So has anything changed? Are you ready for a relationship or are you just feeling regretful and wanted to hurt me again?" you asked. "Look I deserve your anger I was a dick and I've never done the relationship thing but-" I sighed, "You make me want to be better. And when I saw that picture today I realized how much I love you. I hate to think about you with somebody else. Seeing his hands on you and thinking about you two together made me sick."

I heard you hold back a sob, "Cal I was waiting for you to say all of that for months, and as much as I do love you, I've moved on and I'm happy."

I'm not sure if I expected you to forget about your boyfriend right away, but hearing you say that you still love me is some sort of hope. "I know," I said, "I just wanted you to hear this all from me, I didn't want you to think that I never loved you."

A minute passed by of you just sitting on the other end of the line, I could hear you sniffling and letting out little cries, "Goodbye Calum."

And then the line went dead.

A week has passed since I called you. I've spent the majority of this week laying on the couch and drinking. Ashton is trying his best to help me out but we both know its a lost cause. This is all my fault and nothing is going to change that.

The day you called me, I could've sworn my mind was playing tricks on me. I answered on the second ring, "Hello?" I know I probably sounded urgent and pathetic but I didn't care. "I can't believe you called me," you sighed, "Do you know how selfish that was? I haven't been able to think about anything but you all week."

I'm not sure what I expected, but I prefer this to you crying. "I know, and I'm sorry I just couldn't live with myself if I didn't try."

"I ended it with him," you said. For a second I was thinking that my mind really must be playing tricks on me, that I was hallucinating the entire conversation. "Oh," I replied.

"Yeah oh," you scoffed, "I knew that if I loved somebody else then being with him just wouldn't be fair."

"Yeah that seems like the right thing to do," I didn't really know what else to say. I didn't want to show how excited I was and throw you off. "Well now I'm not sure if I know what the right thing to do is anymore..I'm standing in your driveway," you sighed deeply. "What?" I breathed out.

"I drove to your house," you said, "I think that I wanted to see you and tell you off to your face but I was too chicken to knock on the door." I hung up the call and rushed down the stairs and out the front door.

There you were, looking even more beautiful than I remembered. You took in a deep breath and I could see the tears welling up in your eyes. "You uh look good," you laughed, "Of course you still look good I was hoping you looked like a mess but you always look perfect. Thats another thing that makes me so angry about you I wanted to come tell you how much I hate what you did to me but all I can think about is how I want to kiss you."

"If you want me to beg for you back I will," I said stepping closer to you, "I will give you whatever you want if you give me another chance. I'll bring you on tour and we'll move in together and I'll take you out on dates and post pictures of us together. I'll do whatever you want." I cupped your face and tucked your hair behind your ear, "For the record you look good too," I sighed. Your eyes flickered down to my lips before you closed the distance between us and kissed me. I moved my hands down to your waist pulling your body closer to mine as you wrapped your arms around my neck.

"Can you uh still beg?" you said all breathless as you pulled away. I laughed and picked you up wrapping your legs around my waist as I carried you back into the house.

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orangeinecstasy · 6 months

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cherry cola, pt. one ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟcalum hood

paring: calum hood x clifford sister reader (fem implication)

summary: it's once again time for the yearly clifford beach house stay, but things are different. working on their new album the rest of the guys join, hoping the change in scenery will spark some inspiration. will the work get done? or will a forbidden romance blossom?

an: hey everyone! i wanted to try and do a series so here's the first part of seven. i'm up for taking requests for things you guys would want to see in it. lmk your thoughts! much love

cw: smoking, drinking, cursing, age gap, smut

wc: 750

Monday

The sun pours down on your skin as you pluck the cherry, garnishing your soda. Separating the firm sweet fruit from the stem. Biting into its flesh as you work the pit from its center. You always loved summer days like this. Lounging in a beach chair as freshly mixed cherry cola clouded your mind. Your summer bliss was quickly interrupted by your mother calling out your name. Dissipating your sickly sweet fog as you took your earbuds out. “What?”

“Your brother and his friends are here,” she repeated, irritation lacing her voice.

You bit back a smirk as you gathered your things, slipped on the t-shirt you used as a coverup, and making your way back to the house.

Every summer, your mom dragged you and your brother, Micheal, to the family beach house. Even when he had gone off to be in a band, she would always remind him to try and come back for our yearly trip. She wanted you to give you the chance to having a bonding experience despite him being eight years your senior.

Now you were nineteen, and the tradition continued. But, this time, it was different. His bandmates decided to tag along on the trip, saying that maybe the change of scenery would help them write the album they’d been working on for the past couple of months. Your mother easily folded into the idea. “Anything to help my boys!” as she would always say.

When your mom told you the situation, you couldn’t help but smile, biting your cheek, trying to hide your reaction as your stomach twisted in on itself. That means you got to see him. Calum.

You’d known him your whole life, so many memories littered with him. When he would come over, strumming a guitar and mumbling lyrics to himself. Late nights spent talking when he would come home from tour, legs grazing each other innocently. Each time, causing a spark to shoot up your body and your cheeks to flush. As you’d gotten older, your attraction to him had only grown stronger. But you never pushed. You were young and in college, an average nobody. And well, he wasn’t.

The bright pastel purple color that was so vibrant in your young memory was now faded, standing, and storms slowly eroding it from the wood. You mourned the color sightly as you made your way up the steps. Sliding the glass door open, you’re met with cool air and laughter as you enter the house. “Look who decided to join us,” your mom says, causing embarrassment to waft over you as everyone turns to look at you.

Your eyes lock with his. His skin was tanner then you remember, eyes crinkling as he smiled. His buzzcut has grown out messily, but it’s cute, childlike almost. “Hey,” you wave shyly as if you haven’t known these people your whole life.

“S’up, kiddo,” Micheal asks, ruffling your hair. You quickly smooth it back down, letting out a small groan of annoyance. “Nothing,” you mumble half-heartedly. You quickly greet the others with a soft hello and a smile before rutting through the fridge and finding another cherry coke.

Everyone slowly departs from the kitchen, scattering to various concerns of the house. All but Calum. He lingers, hip leaning against the counter as his eyes rake up your legs, the shirt you were wearing barely covering anything. He would be lying to himself if he said he didn’t like it.

His tongue darted between his lips before he spoke. “So this is the famous beach house I always heard about,” his arms are crossed over his chest, t-shirt straining against his chest and biceps. “Mhm, that it is.” You nod, opening your soda with a crack as you hop onto the counter. Cold granite sends a shiver up your spine.

“You, uh,” you can hear the gears in his head turning as he selects the appropriate word. “You look good,” words are silky, but his body is so ridge, so scared to give in. His Adam’s apple bob as he swallows hard, regretting his words as soon as he said them.

You bite your cheek to hide your smile, a metallic taste melting onto your tastebuds as you bite down harder. “Thanks, you don’t look too bad yourself,” he chuckles, relaxing at your words.

There he is— peeling away his skin and bones and opening the deepest part of himself to dip back into the sticky sweetness he missed so desperately.

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