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Scopri il testo della canzone “Heartbreak Girl” di 5 Seconds Of Summer
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“They Hate Each Other” Masterlist
do you want me (dead?) (ao3) - cliffakitten michael/luke M, 12k
Summary: Michael and Luke are flatmates who can't stand each other, so the two of them having to spend the Christmas break with just each other could only be a bad thing, right?
Hello, How May I Help You? (ao3) - xdistorted_cliffordx luke/ashton T, 61k
Summary: Employees can fall for their costumers, right?
If Walls Could Talk (ao3) - orphan_account past michael/calum, michael/luke M, 23k
Summary: “Don’t even fucking say anything about me, Wave. You have no fucking idea why I left the team, and you have no clue how much I lost after it,” Luke says surging forward, eyes glowing bright white and causing the electricity in the room to crackle with his true emotions coming out.
or the Don't Stop AU where everything fell apart.
I Hate You (ao3) - Shipalltheships (Destielshipper100) michael/luke M, 1k
Summary: Michael had a bad day and just wants to relax, but can't because the person he hates most is in his apartment. Hate sex ensues.
i scream and wave my arms but you don't understand me (ao3) - dancingmalum michael/luke, jack/alex N/R, 3k
Summary: Luke stares at Michael from across the room, but it seems like the older boy has no idea. He keeps laughing at things Alex Gaskarth (!!) says, and Michael seems cool, he's talking smoothly to the Alex Gaskarth and he's not freaking out about it, his voice isn't shaking, he doesn't even seem nervous. Luke's jealous of both Alex Gaskarth himself and the way Michael isn't freaking the fuck out.
Michael never even glances at Luke, he's looking around at everyone in the room but him, it's painful. Luke's not saying much, there's nothing for him to say, except the occasional add in about a song they're writing.
"We could have some part about hooking up with hot girls," Calum grins, and Luke feels like sinking into the couch.
"Luke, you should know about that, right?" Michael asks, a smirk on his face as he stares back at Luke for the first time in a few days. "Wait, never mind, you're gay as hell."
The guys all laugh, and Michael's already done staring at him. Luke's heart is burning, along with his flushed cheeks, and he wants to hide and never see Michael or the incredibly cool Alex Gaskarth ever again.
Michelle (ao3) - sleepymuke michael/luke, calum/shton G, 1k
Summary: Luke hates Michelle, and Michelle hates Luke. That's the way it's always been.
No Chance (ao3) - iCheeseYou (EHkook) michael/luke, calum/ashton T, 72k
Summary: So Ashton's going on a road trip with his friend, Calum, and he invited me to tag along. Being the adventurous shit I am, I said yes, but I wouldn't have if I knew that Luke Hemmings was going as well. God, I hate that guy, and the feeling's mutual. Why does that annoying brat have to come along? And Ashton and Calum expect us to be friends? Yeah, right. There's no chance that Luke Hemmings and I, Michael Clifford, are ever going to get along.
she wears short skirts (ao3) - loafers michael/luke E, 3k
Summary: Probably is a bit of a joke, getting off with your unofficial arch nemesis.
Tell Me Why (ao3) - orphan_account michael/luke N/R, 1k
Summary: "Why are you acting this way? Why do you hate me? What have I ever done to you?"
Luke looked away, scratching his neck. "I just do, okay."
"No, not okay. Tell me why."
That Line Between Love and Hate is Thinner Than You Think (ao3) - everythingididntsay michael/luke E, 2k
Summary: the biggest fucking idiot would have to be luke. i've never hated someone so much. i hate him almost as much as i want to shove my penis down his throat.
the thing is with luke, i can't understand what it is i actually want from him. one second i want to shove a knife into his gut and then the next second i'm imagining what it would be like to have him push me up against a wall and suck the blood from my neck.
that'll do the trick (ao3) - heartbreakgirl michael/luke G, 802
Summary: “Oh my God, just kiss already!”
And Luke’s surprised to find out the idea doesn’t even remotely disgust him. Besides, kissing is a genius and proven way of shutting a person up and right now Michael’s yelling about how utterly gross and impossible the suggestion was and how he’d rather have his balls chopped clean off, and Luke can't think of a better way to get him to put a sock in it.
This Should be Fun (ao3) - HellishHerondales michael/luke E, 489
Summary: Michael hates Luke, so that totally explains why he's touching himself, calling out Luke's name.
Torturous Electricity. (ao3) - smokeynights michael/luke N/R, 198
Summary: Luke and Michael hate eachother a lot of the time.
we are perfect (Lashton version) (ao3) - loserpolarbears (orphan_account) luke/ashton, michael/calum, calum/ashton M, 8k
Summary: „You’re an asshole.” The boy glared at him, eyes sparkling with anger. „And I’m Ashton, you seemed to remember last night when you fucked me, but I guess your memories vanish as soon as you come, right. Bye.” He said and by the time Luke realized he was talking he was already out of his apartment. Luke rolled his eyes and went to the kitchen to make some coffee.
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manzursinha · 2 years
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Ha pasado ya bastante tiempo desde que me sentía triste la mayoría de los días; sin embargo hoy, hace un rato, comencé a sentirme muy melancólica como en aquellas veces en las que solo me enfocaba en olvidar, sin pensar en la razón por la cual era necesario hacerlo. Escribí parte de una canción y sé muy bien cómo quiero que se sienta aunque se me hace difícil hacer que suene exactamente así. Quiero soltar varios recuerdos agridulces que estrujan mi corazón; pensé que lo había hecho, pero pude darme cuenta en tan solo un instante de que todo está latente y más vivo que nunca dentro de mi cabeza; tanto que mi cuerpo aún puede recordar y sentir las sensaciones... ¿de qué otra manera aún puedo recordarlo todo demasiado bien? Extrañar personas es angustioso. Ahora, seguiré buscando la melodía perfecta para mí canción.
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httpshoranly · 5 years
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i believe
I believe in parallel universes. There’s a world somewhere where you love me as much as I love you . Maybe we are not meant to be in this dimension, but I’m sure we are somewhere else.
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wonderland-irwin · 5 years
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Heartbreak Girl — Calum
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Word Count : 1024
Warnings : none
A/N: this is the longest one 😬 bc it was supposed to be used for a full fic but I stopped.
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The street was silent. Cars were parked crookedly on driveways, and gardens were flecked with drops of the early morning dew. Most people were still asleep, the sun barely awake itself. It poked over the rooftops of the houses, preparing to wake the neighbourhood. Even the birds hadn't begun chirping yet. Calum was the only one awake. The smack of his runners on the sidewalk was the only hint of sound.
He ran to the steady beat of his steps, his breath rough. It wasn't the fastest he could run, but it was a nice pace; he'd be able to maintain it.
As he approached a four way cross, he stopped to look out at the ocean, which he could see through the trees of the park. The still blue water glistened in the sun and gave Calum a sense of calm. He very rarely had those moments anymore, and was learning to appreciate the time he had alone. Peeling his eyes away from the sparkle, he jogged across the street and turned right. This was the last, and longest, stretch he had until he returned to the house he shared with his three band mates. They were most likely still asleep but once Calum walked through the door they were sure to wake.
He focused straight ahead, towards his goal, and listened to his foot steps. The concrete crunched underneath his heavy steps and had almost made it home when a vibration came from his short's pocket. He stopped abruptly and shoved his hand into the pocket. Pulling out the phone, he frowned at the caller ID and clicked the receive button.
"Hey, Y/N." He tried to sound happy at the thought of talking to his friend, but things were a little awkward on his side of the friendship. Y/N had recently ended a relationship, but reluctantly. Calum had been overjoyed at first, finally believing this was his chance to be with her, but he'd been mistaken. Y/N had been devastated and had spent the first few days a soppy mess. Calum had visited, only to find her on her couch in her pyjamas, hidden beneath a mound of tissues and candy wrappers. He held her for hours, drying her tears and pressing kisses to her forehead with no luck. Y/N was broken hearted over a boy Calum couldn't stand.
"Uh, hey, Cal," Y/N's voice cracked and Calum knew exactly what she'd been doing. Lately, she'd resorted to stalking Wyatt online and getting upset, therefore giving her a reason to call Calum and cry.
"What have you been doing?" He looked down to his feet. His black runners were scuffed and he kicked a stone. It bounced into the grass with a thump.
"I was just out at the coffee shop."
Calum perked up a bit. Y/N hadn't left her house in six days. This was a reason to be proud.
"That's awesome, Y/N!" He grinned. He wished he had been there with her, but was happy she was able to do it on her own.
"Um, not really."
"Uh-oh," Calum sighed, "why?"
"Wyatt was there." She sniffled. Calum smacked his hand to his face. Of course Wyatt had to be there. What was he thinking?! And just when Y/N had taken a step to getting better.
"He was with another girl."
Calum closed his eyes and sighed. This made it the third girl Y/N had seen Wyatt with since her breakup.
"She was really pretty, Cal."
In his mind he could see the tears building in her grey eyes. Her bottom lip was most likely quivering and she'd be tugging on her ponytail.
"Y/N," he said, "Y/N, don't cry. She isn't, he isn't worth it. You're beautiful, you know I think that! C'mon, don't let him get to you. He's a jerk." It was the same every time she called. She would cry and Calum would jump to save her.
"Why'd he dump me?" She whimpered. Calum ran a hand through his hair in an attempt to think quickly. In reality he had no idea why Wyatt would break Y/N's heart. As far as Calum was ever concerned, Wyatt was a jerk, but he needed to help her. He had no other choice.
"He probably thought you deserved better. I know I thought that." Calum cringed. Maybe he shouldn't have said that, but each time she called it became harder for him to keep his feelings for himself. He bit his lip nervously as he waited for her response.
"Why do I deserve better? I'm not that great."
"Oh," Calum exclaimed, "but you are, Y/N! And he probably thought you deserved someone as great! Someone as strong and perfect as you." Again, he cringed. By telling her this, he felt he was boasting about himself. He so badly wanted to call her his.
"Maybe," he could hear the shrug, "but I don't think so. I think he was looking for better."
Another sigh. Calum couldn't seem to get through to her that this wasn't her fault. In his mind, Wyatt had lost a diamond and it should take him eternity to reclaim it, if he even wanted it back. He new deep down though, that at one mention of getting back together with Wyatt, Y/N would jump and Calum would be watching from the outside as he had the year they'd been together.
"Y/N," he mumbled, "that isn't true." They were silent for a moment.
"My heart hurts, Cal," Y/N pouted.
"Yeah," Calum rubbed the back of his neck. He'd learnt it was easier to give into her than to fight her. Sometimes she just couldn't see what he was trying to tell her.
"Do you want me to come over?" If she said yes, he'd run home, shower and change, then drive over, stopping for snacks along the way.
"Yeah, I think so."
"Okay, I'll see you soon." He hung up with a deep sigh. So much for getting something done today. He tossed his phone in his pocket and jogged towards the house.
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picasoart · 6 years
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You let her break your heart so she can heal it #art #artistsoninstagram #artist #artwork #artistoninstagram #artislife #inks #inked #sketchbook #sketch #cowgirl #texasgirls #shecantakecarofherself #countrygirl #countrylife #texasgirlsdoitbetter #shecanbeyourbluebonnet #valentinesday #valentines #heartbreakgirl #heartbreaker
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#love #heartbreakquotes #heartbrokenquotes #heartbreakgirl #tears #hindi #hindiquotes #hindiquote #writersofinstagram #hindiwriters #hindiwriter #hindiwritersofinstagram #hindiwriterscommunity #hindiwritersofig #hindiwritersofindia #hindiwritersofworld #mirakee #mirakeeapp #mirakeeworld #mirakeewriters #writersnetworkmirakee #writersnetworkofmirakee (at Pune, Maharashtra)
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daletraita · 23 days
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Heartbreak Boy - Stiles Stilinski Imagine (Teen Wolf)
A/N: Hey Everyone! Welcome to my first Imagine on my new writing blog. My Imagines are based off on the MTV show Teen Wolf. I might consider writing for other fandoms if I watch the Tv show but other than that I only write for Teen Wolf.  A lot of these I have written for a page I had before, but this page doesn’t exit anymore, which is why I created this blog. I’m going to post a lot of my Imagines on here that have been requested or that I came up with by myself. You can always send me requests, my inbox ist open. Anyway I hope you enjoy this Imagine based on the song ‘Heartbreak Girl’ by 5 Seconds of Summer. I wrote the story long before season 6 so it doesn’t really fit to the storyline that you are familiar with. Thanks for reading! x
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You call me up, it's like a broken record, saying that your heart hurts
that you never get over her, getting over you
''Stiles,'' I answered, holding the phone tightly around my ear, while opening the front door with my keys. ''Whats wrong?'' I asked, even though I knew why he was calling me. ''It's about Lydia,'' He responded with a sad tone in his voice. I sighed. ''What did she do this time?'' I finally managed to open the door and entered the appartment.
 ''I saw her today with Aiden,'' He explained, his voice almost cracking. I let myself fall onto the couch and pulled my knees closer to my body. Stiles was breathing heavily and I knew it was because he was pacing back and forth around the room. It's one of those things he always did when he was nervous about something.
 ''Did you talk to her about it?'' I asked after a moment of silence. ''Yeah,'' He sighed. ''And do you know what she told me?'' I shook my head, even though he couldn't see me. Maybe that she breaks up with you, so you could finally be with me? I thought, but immediately regretted it. Stiles loved Lydia. He loved her since the freaking third grade and I knew it would never change. He would always love her. Always care about her. Maybe he loved her even more than I loved him.
I mean being in love with Stiles, the guy I have known since we both were toddlers in kindergarten, never had any advantages, not from my side. Loving him hurt but seeing him hurt was even worse. My chest was tight and my heart felt like it was breaking into a million pieces. Did it hurt so much because he loved her more than he would ever love me or because I could feel myself drifting away from him more and more? I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
 ''Stiles, what did she say?'' I asked him after calming myself down. Stiles laughed desperately. ''She told me that Aiden was just asking her to help him find a tutor.'' I raised my eyebrows and laughed in disbelief. ''A tutor? That's ridicilous. As if Aiden actually cares about his grades.'' I knew Stiles was nodding hysterically now. ''Thank you! That's exactly what I told her, but instead of listening to me, she said that I should stop being so clingy and jealous all the time. Can you believe that? I mean I'm her boyfriend! I have every right to be jealous.'' Stiles exclaimed.
''I just don't get it, (Y/N). Why is she doing that? Why does she always break my heart in the most devastating way possible? Am I that unimportant to her? We used to be happy, (Y/N). Why can't we just be happy again?'' Stiles asked. ''She can't leave me. I swear, if she ever leaves me, I'd die. I can't live without her, you know. She's the love of my life. The love of my freaking life. She can't leave me.''
And you end up crying, and I end up lying
'Cause I'm just a sucker for everything that you do
His voice was breaking completely now and his quiet sobs were echoing in my ears. He was crying. My heart was aching because of him and his heart was aching because of Lydia. I remember the time Stiles and Lydia used to be a happy and healthy couple. 
After all these years of obsessively crushing over her, Stiles finally had the guts to admit his feelings towards her at a pack meeting one day and she luckily returned his feelings. They were soon known as the power couple of Beacon Hills and even though it was hard to see them together, I was happy for him. But after Allisons death Lydia changed and so did Stiles and Lydias relationship. Since that day our daily phonecall sessions turned into broken records of Stiles cyring over the girl he loved.
 ''Stiles,'' I said with a gentle voice. ''It's going to be okay. There are up's and down's in every relationship, that's totally normal. But you both, you're pretty good together. You've always been and you always will.'' Stiles sobs quietened down and he was finally able to speak again. ''You really think so?'' He asked, his voice still a little weak.
 ''Of course. Lydia loves you. She might not show it as much as you do, but believe me she loves you.'' Stiles gulped. ''How'd you know that?'' Because I know how it is to be in love with you. ''Because I see the way she looks at you. The way she acts around you. That's the way you act around someone you're in love with. Just as Lydia is in love with you, Stiles.'' Or just as I'm in love with you. ''You really think she still loves me?'' He asked. 
''Of course she does, Stiles. She would be stupid if she didn't. I mean you're literally the toughest non supernatural being I know. Lydia is lucky to have you.'' I said, feeling my heart break into million pieces for the second time today.
And when the phone call finally ends, You say, "Thanks for being a friend," And we're going in circles again and again
The one who never sees the truth, That I can take away your hurt, heartbreak girl. Hold you tight straight through the day light, I'm right here. When you gonna realize That I'm your cure, heartbreak girl?
''Thanks (Y/N). You're the best friend I ever could have asked for. Seriously, thank you.'' I could hear him smiling over the phone and knew he was finally feeling better. ''Of course. You know I'll always be here for you.'' I replied while running a hand through my messy hair. His words echoed in my head. Best friend. That's what I was for him. That's what I would always be. His best friend. The one girl he knew the longest, even longer than he knew Scott. The girl he promised to always be friends with. That's who I was. But is this really who I wanted to be? No, of course not. 
Ever since the day I realized that I liked Stiles, I wanted to be more than just his best friend. I wanted to be the one who could take all his pain, all his hurt and all his problems away. The one who would hold him tight through every nightmare and every panick attack. I wanted him to finally realize that I was the one who could love him so much better and so much more than Lydia ever had. I wanted to be his cure. But instead I was his peace of mind he could always come back to whenever he needed something. And Stiles? Stiles would always be my heartbreak boy.
I bite my tongue but I wanna scream out You could be with me now But I end up telling you what you wanna hear, But you're not ready and it's so frustrating she treats you so bad and I'm so good to you it's not fair.
''(Y/N)?“ Stiles said, his voice bringing me out of my trance. ''Hm?'' I leaned my head against the cold leather couch and hugged my knees tigthly. ''I know you said she loved me, but if she really did why would she treat me like this? We both know that our relationship isn't perfect. We have a lot of issues and problems that we need to solve and talk about, but I feel like she doesn't even care about them. I'm always doing my best to make things better between us but everytime I planned something for her, she always backs off and has other things to do. It's just so frustrating, you know? I love her so damn much but all she does is hang around with other guys, guys like Parrish or Aiden, just to make me feel bad about myself. You can't call this a healthy relationship, right? But I can't do anything about it. Being with her hurts but not being with her is even worse. What am I supposed to do?'' Stiles asked frustrated.
He was breathing heavily into my ear and I knew he was crying again. It was so frustrating. He would never be ready to let Lydia go and move on, I knew that. ''Stiles,'' I breathed. ''Stop doubting yourself, okay? Lydia wouldn't be with you if she didn't think that you're a great guy. I know it's not easy to be with her sometimes, but she makes you happy. And sometimes we have to go through hard times with people who make us feel the happiest on earth, just to grew an even stronger relationship with them. Love hurts, but without love our lifes wouldn't be complete. Lydia makes you feel bad sometimes, but she also makes you feel good, right? You have to show her that you're the only one who should be with her. Be a gentlemen, but also show her when you're hurt and don't try to hide it. You have to win her over and over again, that's how you're never going to lose her.'' I ended up telling him.
Stiles was quiet. He didn't say anything for a while and all I could hear was his loud breathing. I closed my eyes. I couldn't believe I was helping him with Lydia again. I bite my tongue every time, while in reality all I wanted to do was scream. He could be with me if he wanted to. I could be the one who'd make him happy, if he'd let me. But instead he wanted to be with her. He wanted to be with Lydia who was treating him like shit and I, as his best friend, who also was utterly in love with him, had to accept it. I had to accept it because she was the one who made him happy.
And when the phone call finally ends
You say ''I'll call you tomorrow at 10''
And I'm stuck in that friend zone again and again
I know someday it's gonna happen And you'll finally forget the day you met him Sometimes you're so close to your confession, I gotta get it through your head That you belong with me instead
''You're right. I have to make her fall in love with me every time I try to win her back. I have to show her that I'm the one she belongs to. Lydia is mine and neither Parrish nor Aiden can change that. Thanks for making me realize that, (Y/N). I know I said it before, but you're the best friend ever. You're amazing, seriously.'' He was suddenly in his daily mood again, probably smiling from ear to ear like an idiot. ''And I told you that I'm always here for you, Stiles. We promised each other, remember?'' I laughed.
Flashback. A little girl and a little boy were sitting on a porch, playing with their toys. ''Promise me that we will always be friends, (Y/N).'' The little boy said, looking at the girl next to him. She looked up from her toys and faced her best friend. ''I promise.'' She smiled sweetly. ''But you have to promise it too.'' The little boy nodded. ''Best friends forever.''  He said, holding his pinky finger up. The little girl smiled and intevined her tiny pinky with his. ''Forever and always. Pinky promise.'' End of Flashback.
''Yeah I remember that.'' Stiles said sheepishly. ''I'll call you tomorrow at 10, okay? I have to go and see Lydia.'' He sounded so confident and happy and so different than a few minutes back. I sighed quietly, so he couldn't hear it. ''Sure. Go and get your girl, Stiles. See you tomorrow.'' I said, before hanging up and throwing my phone against the wall.
Best friends forever. But how long was forever? We made this pact when we were four years old and a lot of time had passed since then. Stiles and I, we both are not the same people we used to be thirteen years ago. A lot of things changed, especially after Stiles mother died. The only thing that did not change though, is the way I feel about him. I know I will always care about him and I know that I will always be in love with him, even though he doesn't feel the same way about me. I know he's in love with someone else and I accept that, because it makes him happy. 
 But I also know that eventually one day he will finally get over Lydia Martin and realize that the person who cared and loved him the most, the person he truly belongs to was right in front of him the whole time. ''Because I've been there from the start and I'm gonna be there 'til the end. I love you, Stiles Stilinski.'' I whispered to myself, while looking at the picture of us when we were four, sitting on the porch and smiling into the camera. The day we promised to always be best friends.
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Nerdy!5SOS Masterlist
7 Minutes In Heaven (ao3) - xdistorted_cliffordx luke/ashton T, 54k
Summary: "Who wants to play?"
Ashton is a very dedicated party-goer, being at one each weekend. It's literally his life, he thinks. Though, when he's invited to one particular party, they decide to change it up a bit and play party games after a few hours and everyone is well buzzed. Ashton's never been big into party games, but he figures why not? They're rated R games, so they're bound to be fun.
Luke hates parties. He hates spending his free time socializing, period. He would rather spend a Saturday night on the couch, watching Criminal Minds and stuffing his face with pizza. But one night, his friend forces him to go to a party. Obviously, he hates it, especially when the party games come out. He's forced to play them and he doesn't really like anyone he's going to have to play against. Luke just wants to go home before all this supposed 'fun' starts.
Little do both boys know, that one certain game is going to bring them both together and may even change Luke's usual routine of not partying or Ashton's obsession with partying.
do the things that you'd only read about (ao3) - heartbreakgirl michael/luke N/R, 5k
Summary: When he looks over, Michael's eyes are open and he's grinning from ear to ear.
“I love you.”
He smiles shyly, eyes rolling fondly. “I love you too, Michael.”
or, book worm Luke & bad boy Michael
fight so dirty but your love's so sweet (ao3) - softirwin luke/ashton, michael/calum T, 11k
Summary: Luke hates a good ninety-five percent of his job.
A solid thirty percent of that comes from the fact that he works as a receptionist at a hotel, which he thinks is possibly the most thankless job humanity could possibly have created. A further ten comes from the fact that his desk is right next to the kitchen, meaning mouth-watering smells are constantly wafting under his nose, and Luke’s not allowed to eat on shift.
Fifty-five percent of it, though, is Ashton.  
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written for the prompt 'lashton bad boy'
Have Faith In This Fragile World (ao3) - SilentlyFighting michael/calum, luke/ashton N/R, 19k
Summary: Michael Clifford is well known in his school, not for being popular, far from it, he is the nerd. The goody-two-shoes hasn't had the best past but his peers do not know this and a couple of the football team decide that he is their next target. A mysterious group of boys make an appearance, saving him multiple times, and when Michael runs out of money to buy food, they even find ways to get him food.
The boys do not scare him that much but they certainly catch his attention. Michael learns the names of two of the boys but the leader is set to keep his identity a secret. But, when Michael has another run in with the football team and they use him as bait, will the boys identity reveal itself?
Here's what he told me (ao3) - ShyyyVictoria luke/ashton, michael/calum G, 1k
Summary: All Luke's aloud to do is study. Ashton changes that.
i just wanna be bad enough for you (ao3) - metallicmoons michael/ashton M, 2k
Summary: just a typical adorable nerd!ashton and punk!michael fic because those are honestly my favourite.
kiss me better (ao3) - waywardaussies luke/ashton T, 1k
Summary: luke hates seeing his boyfriend hurt.
Polariod (ao3) - FxckHood luke/calum G, 1k
Summary: Calum used to take photos of beautiful things around him to later look and admire them. When he meets Luke , he decides to take photos of him instead.
Room 247 (ao3) - fivesecondsofaus luke/ashton M, 1k
Summary: Luke and Ashton are new dorm room mates and Luke can't keep his hands off the nerdy boy.
take my hand, take my whole life too (ao3) - booksteaandcake calum/ashton G, 2k
Summary: calum always turns up to ashton's drunk and they always end up having sex. it's nice but it also kind of hurts when they are insanely in love and don't even talk about it.
Tattoos. (ao3) - papi_chulo luke/michael G, 280
Summary: punk!Michael takes his boyfriend nerd!Luke with him to get his new tattoo, a tattoo dedicated to Luke.
teenage televised taping of love (ao3) - fffearless luke/ashton T, 10k
Summary: It's dumb for Luke to get excited that Ashton would say something like that to him when he's about a million percent sure he's only into girls and this means nothing for his hopeless crush but he can't help the surge of butterflies tickling his stomach with the flap of their wings.
(Or the one where Luke likes Ashton then lots of things happen then he hates him then he likes him again anyway)
The Nerd and The Jock (ao3) - Shirosaki (orphan_account) michael/luke G, 407
Summary: The blonde knew it was impossible for him to date Michael, like, this is Michael Clifford he was talking about. The number one jock in his school, did bad things, broke stuff in school, spray painted on the hallways, on the side of the building, embarrassed plenty of teachers. There was no way that Michael Clifford would ever want to date Luke Hemmings, the boy who was the nerd of his grade, always got A's and never went lower than a 98%.
Tutor (ao3) - onceuponatime michael/luke E, 11k
Summary: “And you agreed to do it because?” Ashton says, rubbing his apple on his sweater before taking a bite. His chemistry textbook lies open on the grass in front of him but his eyes are too busy looking over to the football field, where Calum is currently engrossed in a game. When he sees Ashton looking, he smiles and waves, and Ashton’s face turns bright red. Luke chuckles.
“Cause I need the money. And it looks good on college applications.” Luke lays down on the grass, putting his head in Ashton’s lap. “Yeah, but it’s him. He’s failed every test this year.”
Luke tutors Michael in math.
Wrong Way (ao3) - boomercal calum/ashton E, 9k
Summary: Two high schoolers who won't admit they think the other is cute and some well-intentioned friends means that while Ashton's looking for Calum on the Hockey field, Calum's looking for Ashton at the library; what's to be done when you're pretty sure that cute guy in your English class is avoiding you?
you make me feel like a million bucks (ao3) - michaels luke/ashton G, 3k
Summary: anything is more fun than picking up trash for community service, even making out with the person who got you there in the first place.
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httpshoranly · 6 years
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Can someone fix my heart?
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jupietersky-blog · 7 years
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The reasons.
Ur pros:
1.Ur tall.
2.Ur hot. Damn those eyes and that smile. And U've got a good sense of style
3.Ur filial
4. U adore children ( To be honest, I'm not too sure about this one. Was that an act or was it genuine?)
Ur cons:
1. Ur a chronic smoker
2. Ur a chronic alcoholic
3. Ur a player
4. Ur a cold heartbreaker. A ghost
5. U earn lesser than me. (I try not to make this a big deal but since u've hurt me, so here it goes)
6. U have no ambitions. (U can not keep up with my dreams. They're too big for u)
7. Ur selfish
I need to move on. Why is this so hard?
I think about us almost every waking lonely time. It must have been that U walked into my life when I was lonely, filling the emptiness of my mundane life, painting it with colours so bright... And as abruptly as U appeared in my life, U walked away taking it all with U. But little did U know that U took a part of my sanity with U.
Ur instagram is static. Dead. No updates. Nothing. I have this feeling that U have deleted your app on Ur phone since the reason U installed it in the first place was to bait my attention. Congratulations. U have succeeded in whatever U intended to achieve.
P/S to self. Love urself. Stop going back to what broke U. Stop replaying images in Ur mind. He is not worth it.
Signing off
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Ten cuidado de cómo tratas a una mujer
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