#fightmehemmo

[calumtrashofficial]

well hi haha

idk if anyone remembers me or anything but i'm thinking of becoming active again??

nothing like an almost 6 year break to make you want to be active again....right????

#cal pal #5sos #5 seconds of summer #5 seconds of summer imagines #5sos imagines #fightmehemmo #idk #what am i doing #calumtrashofficial

[cheriedebut]

My name is Marissa

Hey guys, I’ve been going by Madisyn for a year now. This was because I was worried about my parents finding my tumblr, but I’m in a different situation now and I really want you guys to know who I am inside and out so yeah I’m Marissa and u can call me any variation of that but yeah I love you guys ✨💞✨💞

#fightmehemmo #stonefoxofficial #peaceof5sos #thehalcyonclub #cryngwolf

[7lesbian]

*lil pencil and envelope* sorry, im on my phone!

it’s okay!!

"✎" and i'll handwrite your url

 "✉" and i'll handwrite a little message for you

#fightmehemmo #reply

[bubmyg]

me (bc im obviously famous af) or lucas roberto hemming

obvi you krissy you’re hot. also lucas is lame af.

send me two celebrities and i’ll tell you which one i think is hotter

#fightmehemmo

[hopelessash]

fightmehemmo?

@fightmehemmo, Krissy is a real cutie who I envy for being so pretty. I just love her blog and love how she makes my dash a brighter place. She’s also an incredible writer and is very talented. And she’ll always be the birthplace of twin!5sos to me.

It’s Positivity Weekend!

#fightmehemmo #Positivity Weekend #anonymous #ask

[fancyharry]

Your crazy 3 year old causing mayhem in the segregated corner of the play-den in your house had given you enough time to sit your husband down before dinner in your bedroom. Michael would be leaning back on the dressing table chair, ready for the ‘surprise’ you were preparing to give to him, only riling himself up more so as he spotted a silver bag with his name printed neatly at the side. He’d pat his knee for you to sit, murmuring a ‘you can’t possibly be shy, baby’, knowing that with michael junior downstairs, you would only have a few moments to spare. As you sat, the bag was presented in front of him and you edged him on to opening it. Fair to say he wasn’t expecting the tiny soft babygrow to be what his calloused pale hands had reached in to find, his mouth open wide to then read ‘I was planned’ on the front printed boldly. But before he could even pick you up, or grip around your body to celebrate, more material had caught his eye - as he proceeded to pull out another piece of material, reading ‘I wasn’t’. It was at this point he dropped both babygrows and turned you by your hips - which he couldn’t wait to become even fuller with his babies - to face him. ‘Mike-’ you had attempted to catch his attention, until he silenced you with a look of such wonder and pride that you swore his eyes had started to glisten with tears, as he softly pulled you into a kiss. You guessed the third babygrow, reading ‘neither was I’, could wait until after the 5 minute quickie that had become so practiced in your home since the year you had become a family of three, soon to double that number in Winter.

for @complicashton and @cliffordchick ‘s domestic!5sos blurb night

masterlist

#domestic!5sos #mc writing #lukehoes #fightmehemmo #5sos blurb #classifiedluke #micool5sos #shitmike #irwinpvnk #cryngwolf #thehalcyonclub #starwarsmashton #littlebeanmichael #jigglypufftribe #calumsmaori #navylukes #felicityash

[calumtrashofficial]

just want you to know that I have spent the last two days hunting for your blog bc I found an imagine from when your url was fightmehemmo and it wouldn't trace back to this blog and it took so much digging - thanks for the bomb ass writing tho ❤️

i'm crying this is so pure what the heck ily

[cheriedebut]

🌻 (I felt pretty)

#peaceof5sos #lukenut #fightmehemmo #hemmingsvodka #thehalcyonclub #playsanfrancisco #I can't remember all of my mutuals I used to tag but I love u guys :((((

[thedreamvevo]

I am not going to lie - you are one of my best friends on here and I'm so so thankful for you. I know we don't talk much but you always have my back and I got yours. Your writing makes my heart hurt and has made me cry before (thanks for that) and I hope to one day be able to write as well as you. You're hot as fuck and so so attractive like can I be you? Ily. You're also a huge fuckin nerd and probably the biggest Dork™ I have ever met.

//anonymously (or not) tell me your honest opinion about me. i can’t reply, just publish.//

#I'M FUCKING SCREAMING I LOVE U SM UFCKKCKKKFKFK #nice things #ask meme #fightmehemmo #ask

[starsstruck]

fightmehemmo

rlllly good writer, tbh i cry everyday omg, and rlly sweet blogger as well, tbh i think theyre vv underrated 

send me urls!

#ask #anon #fightmehemmo

[bubmyg]

a/n: this is literally just 904 words about making out w a tired, sweaty luke in that striped shirt

The cobalt sheen of his irises zeroed in brazenly to your perched figure, a curled smirk slipping across his lips as his torso leaned against the metal door frame. Horizontal stripes did him nothing but justice, drawing out the under exaggerated area of his shoulders. The muscles in his bicep flexed as his fingers found the sweaty curls at the nape of his neck, scratching there as his eyes lifted into a further smile. A sliver of pale skin above his boxers made it’s appearance, an exposure to his slender hips that quickly made your eyes avert and heart rate increase. 

A hand fell behind your perched figure, the pinch of your shoulder blades falling against the cinder block wall as your legs swung underneath the table filled with hours old catering. Absently, you twirled his Bulls snapback around your loosely curled fist, tilting your head, “Looking for this?”

Luke’s steady gait matched the slow curl of his fist as he rubbed at his sleep filled eyes. Adrenaline had worn off quick, left in the hallway by the sharp bounces elicited as he shrugged off his guitar behind the curtains to the tune of thousands of screaming fans. You didn’t have much time to be amazed by how breathtakingly hot a tired Luke looked, even blanketed in the cute gestures of a small child. His stature towered over your seated figure. his thumbs spanning to the inside of your thighs as he leaned toward you.

Cerulean eyes grey navy around the edges, his pupils dilated as his neck craned. Silently, he slipped his hat from your grasp to lay it somewhere near a half eaten apple, fingertips curling around your back to tuck you into his waist. You gasped, keratin in your nails scraping the cheap plastic of the fold out table as you were drawn forward. His smirk was tired, fingers dancing across your outer thigh to the underside of your knee, drawing your left leg to hook around his waist. 

“The show was amazing, as always,” Your hand wandered to his sweaty tendrils, drawing the darkened blond out piece by piece to sweep past his forehead in a settlement of soft curls. “You were amazing.”

Luke hummed in the back of his throat, eyebrows pinching and forehead pleating each time your fingers made contact with his skin. The hinge in his neck seemed to snap, face burying to the crook of your neck. A single finger hooked to the collar of your shirt, drawing it away to mouth at the exposure of your collarbone. “You’re so beautiful, Y/N.”

“You’re so sweaty,” You giggled, crinkling your nose as the wetness of his hair rubbed to the underside of your jaw, “and very tired.”

His lips sponged a purposeful path up your neck, spending a particular amount of time on a fading bruise masked in a specific layer of makeup. “Sweaty, tired, and overwhelmed with how bad I want you, sweetheart.”

The pulse point in your neck thumbed painful as your heart raced, hand instinctively falling against his wrist that cupped your face. “Not here,” Your plead was halfhearted, somewhere between desire and practicality. 

His lips won the argument that your brain refused to resolve. Forearms bracketed your face, the beads of sweat glistening against his pale complexion as the feverish massage of his mouth worked away the kinks in your conscious. He was impossibly warm, an shocking outcast to the biting texture to the slope of the hoop in his plump bottom lip. He was intoxicating, tasting of his mint gum he chewed before every gig and the bitter salt burning over his chapped lips. 

Yours hands grew so spastic (against his wrists, rubbing against his beard, falling over his broad shoulders, finally tugging so hard at his slightly curled hairs that began to fluff at the ends) that he gently, slid his thumb to the middle of your palm, his smallest digit setting against your wrist to guide your hands across his waist. A smile curved into his kisses as he found the corner of your mouth to the underside of your jaw, coaxing you back onto your elbows. He made slow working of drawing out the tuck of your shirt from your belt, skirting the rough texture of his palms against your bare stomach as the tip of his index finger toyed at the underwire of your bra.

Even there, you held your body weight as your fingers worked at the cotton material of his shirt. The black and white hugged at his waist, a struggle that extracted a single syllable laugh from his parted lips. His mouth left your skin, drawing backwards as his hands covered yours, rolling the hem back across his hips. 

Your chest heaved, the sweat beads gathering over your forehead a greater collection than that of Luke’s. The swollen red of his lips mirrored the high blush of your cheeks, the accusing narrow of your eyelids a comical contrast to the amused crinkle of his own. Self-assured not only in his stage presences further confirmed.

“What-” It didn’t come out as a question, more of a breathed syllable to fill the intense gaze he set forth. Yet he didn’t allow it to properly fester, instead drawing his open mouth against yours once more. 

He drew your bottom lip between his teeth as he pulled away, index finger setting on your chin to gently tap at your pursed lips. “Not here,” He rasped softly, almost mockingly, “Isn’t that what you said, darling?”

#sweetpeaharry #fightmehemmo #2013ashton #thehalcyonclub #cryngwolf #hemmoful #2k15luke #hemmocrat #alreadymissings #julyxvi #featuringluke #ijustreallylikelukeokay #luke hemmings #luke hemmings blurbs #5sos blurbs #5sos blurb #luke imagine #luke blurb #idk who else to tag i haven't written something like this in so long #but enjoy and suffer w me #im so extra today i told y'all

[piscesicon]

my assumption is that u r a nerd

u are right and also im still making ur banner but i keep getting distracted do u hate me yet

send me assumptions u have made about me and i will confirm/deny them

#fightmehemmo