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tinyglitterrose · 5 months

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Spoiled

part three of the Princess Series

Mashton, boxboy, 18+

Bottom Ashton, Top Michael

Warnings: SMUT

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"Hey, Ash?", Michael opened the door to the back room of their tour bus.

Ashton looked up from his phone, sitting up more straight from where he'd been lazily lounging on the long couch. Calum and Luke were fumbling around in the kitchen, trying to cook, while the bus was driving on the high way.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Not much", Michael shrugged his shoulders and walked into the room, maybe a bit too casually, "You?"

Ashton shrugged as well, turning back to his phone.

Michael just stared at him.

"You sure you're good?", Ashton looked back up, grinning lopsidedly at his bandmate.

"Mhh, well", he waited until Ashton furrowed his eyebrows to keep talking, "I think I could be. If I wasn't the only one being excluded."

"Ex- from what?", the drummer was more than confused, especially with how Michael was grinning like a menace at him. Was he high?

Michael shrugged again, sighing as if something traumatic had happened to him but none of the boys cared enough to notice it.

Ashton laid his phone down beside him, giving Mike his full attention.

"Did we do something? I'm sorry if we did something, Mike, I promise we didn't purposefully exclude you from anything."

"You really didn't, did you?", Michael's face changed to an almost pityful expression. Where was the boy going with this? Ashton looked at him, getting more lost every second, shaking his head again.

"Makes sense", Michael nodded to himself, "After all you're a little princess. Princesses are spoiled, so why would you come up to me, right?"

Ashton's eyes went big. Shit, he had thought that this was almost forgotten. It had been another three weeks since Luke had, well, fucked him with a dildo until he was crying and they hadn't talked about it again. It wasn't awkward either, everything was good.

But apparently not for Michael.

"I, uh-"

"You what? Obviously Luke told us what you two did and you know, I was hoping that maybe you'd come up to me and offer to not have me be the only one being excluded, but oh well. Gotta do everything myself."

"You-"

"Is the mighty princess busy right now or can I pledge for an allowance to touch your oh so fantastic behind?"

"Mike", Ashton winced, he didn't like his best friend sounding so mean. He didn't want him to be pissed off or angry at him.

He caught his lip between his teeth, worriedly biting on it. Should he...? It would make Michael happy again, right? But it would also be so embarrassing. Then again, it would feel good and he secretly loved the humiliation and it wasn't like Mike didn't exactly know what he was asking for.

So Ashton took a long shaky breath, then he slid off the couch and kneeled on the floor, hands claspes together in his lap.

"I'm sorry for being a brat", he mumbled to Michael's left knee.

Michael didn't react at all for a few seconds. Calum and Luke had described Ash as incredibly bratty and unwilling to obey to anything. But now he was kneeling in front of him and apologizing. Without even having been given any instructions to do so.

"Wow, Ash, you can be obedient then, huh?", he was mumbling himself.

"Just - just wanna be a good..."

"A good princess?"

Ashton nodded quickly, still not lifting his gaze and not able to say the word. It still embarrassed him too much to admit to it, that he liked being their princess. He was a man after all, a tall, fit, grown man with chest hair and abs. Being a princess was just... it was so humiliating.

"Say it, Ash"

But he didn't say anything.

"Aw, come on, Ashy", Michael leaned down to put two fingers under the others' chin, making him look him in the eyes, "Tell me what you are or I'll have to fuck the words out of you. And this door over there", he nodded towards the slide door that led to the bunk beds, "has no lock on it. The other boys could just walk in, while I'm making you sit on my cock."

Ashton clamped his mouth shut. He was too stubborn for this. And he kinda wanted what Michael was threatening to do. Wanted him to make him scream and beg so loud that Cal and Luke would come in wondering if he was hurt.

And Michael quickly picked up on that.

"Alright then", he grinned wickedly, lifting his hips off the couch and pushing his pants and underwear down. Before Ashton cod fully register what was happening, his jaw was gripped and forced open and a half hard dick was fed into his mouth.

"Suck", Michael demanded, still holding onto the other man's jaw with a tight grip, but he slid his hand up the side of Ashton's face to then instead take hold of his curls at the back of his head, forcefully pushing him down. Not even Calum had been this rough with Ashton.

Ashton choked but didn't try to pull back.

"Alright, enough", Michael pushed him away barely two minutes later.

Ashton looked up at him with wide eyes, mouth still open. Did he do somethin wrong? Was Michael suddenly digusted of him?

But he wasn't.

"Clothes off", he said, dick still being out and crossing his arms over his chest. He lifted his eyebrows expectantly, when Ashton didn't move.

Ashton gulped, blushing heavily, but started doing as asked.

"That too", Michael grinned when he hesitated to take his boxers off. Biting his lip, the drummer obeyed, then he got back on his knees in front of Mike, hands clasped together in his lap.

Michael didn't say anything for a while, just staring at his older friend and having him sit there in front of him. Entirely naked and waiting for directions.

It was quite a sight to behold and Michael wondered if Ashton would let him take a picture if he asked.

"Tell me if you want me to stop with anything", he said seriously instead and Ashton nodded shakily. He didn't know what to expect, what might be coming.

Or who, he realized when he remembered that any of the other two boys - or even anyone at all - could just walk into the back of the bus.

"Wait here"

Ashton obeyed, not moving an inch until Michael came back. He then turned his head to look at him, but the younger one only had to lift an eyebrow to make Ashton's head whip back around.

"Don't jump", he heard him mumble right behind him. He had kneeled behind Ashton.

Ashton kned his fingers in his lap, anxiously waiting for what Michael was going to do.

He couldn't believe he was in a situation like this again, was this all just okay with his bandmates?

And why did it excite him that he wasn't sure if they enjoyed this as much as he did?

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i haven't posted in quite some time so i'm splitting this one into a two part imagine to give you something new 🥰👀

#5sos masterlist #ashton irwin #ashton imagine #fanfic #5sos gay smut #ashton 5sos #5sos smut #bottom ashton #ashton smut #michael clifford smut #michael 5sos #michael imagine #michael clifford #mashton #mashton fic #5 seconds of summer #5 seconds of smut #5sos #masterlist

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sup3rbloom · 1 year

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a little extra credit never hurt anybody

Title: a little extra credit never hurt anybody Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47109760 Squares filled: Michael Clifford/Ashton Irwin for @anyfandomfluffbingo Pairing: 5SOS: Michael/Ashton Rating: Teen And Up Word count: 4,845 Summary: Michael and Ashton used to be best friends when they were younger, unfortunately Michael ditches Ashton for popularity when they get older. Things change when Ashton gets offered extra credit to tutor a failing student. That student so happens to be Michael Clifford.

#anyfandomfluffbingo #5sos fanfic #mashton #mashton fic #myfics #ashton #michael

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ashtons-lemon-tree · 2 months

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Moodboard for an upcoming Mashton songfic I'm currently writing

🎶 We were friends, now I want more / Would you take it wrong / If I leaned in for a kiss now, babe? 🎶

#rpf #fic promo #mashton #michael clifford #ashton irwin #5sos moodboards #5sos moodboard #afi #mgc #ashton fletcher irwin #michael gordon clifford #fic fest #5sos fic fest

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ghost-of-you · 2 years

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allsassnoclass · 1 year

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pas de deux

Pairing: Michael Clifford/Ashton Irwin Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Key Tags: Ballet, Fake/Pretend Relationship, The Nutcracker, Strangers to Lovers Word Count: around 50,140 Read on AO3

Summary:

Michael Clifford is an up and coming choreographer who has been brought to the Minneapolis Ballet to revamp their production of The Nutcracker. Ashton Irwin was a ballet prodigy who stepped out of the spotlight after a devastating injury five years ago and is now ready to return to dance. After they begin fake dating to protect a secret, they end up spending a lot more time together than either of them anticipated, both inside the rehearsal room and outside of it.

Now complete!

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5

#my writing #mashton #5sos fic #5sos fanfiction #mashton fanfic #ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!#welcome to ficmas 2022 i am doing one chaptered fic instead of 12 little ones #i hope y'all like this! it has been hard work but i think it's pretty good!#and this one Does have a specific update schedule which i will be sticking to #every sunday until christmas you'll get a chapter #also i'm sorry for that summary i couldn't find a good excerpt that also kind of explained things #i tried but it ended up way too long #there's just too much to unpack with this plot lol you have the dance you have the fake dating you have ashton's Tragic Past and Pressure #i had a good excerpt but it didn't touch on the fake dating at all and the fake dating is very much part of it #and the fake dating excerpt didn't touch on the dance one and the dance stuff is very much part of it #anyway! anyway. i hope y'all enjoy #also this is my 50th 5sos fic on ao3!!!!!!

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5sos-fic-exchange · 2 years

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5sos Fic Exchange - Summer 2022

We had 14 wonderful fics created for this round of our biannual exchange! There’s a collection on AO3 that can be found here, and tumblr posts are linked in this masterlist! Remember to show the author some love if you read by leaving kudos, comments, and reblogging their post!

Lacuna - 27k, E, Cake, written by @ashtcnirwin for @crossedwiress

So Luke doesn’t mind having Ashton in his life.

He really enjoys it, actually.

What he has yet to find a reason for enjoying, however, is the fact that if he’s invited to third wheel Michael and Ashton, Calum is usually invited as well.

In which Luke needs a place to live, Calum needs a roommate, and they don’t exactly dislike each other, they just don’t exactly like each other either.

Take My Paw - 13k, T, Malum, written by @youngsingingheart for @jbhmalumm

A kitten and a puppy meet in a place full of other kittens and puppies.

i’ll be patient despite our racing hearts - 5k, T, Mashton, written by @calumsclifford for @lukemichaelcalumashton

The thing is, Michael and Ashton aren’t not friends. They do things that friends do. They enjoy each other’s company. They have the same taste in music. They have good talks. “You can be friends with your boyfriend, Michael,” Calum says, exasperated.

or, Michael and Ashton are accidentally fake dating

take my hand (now and forever) - 2k, T, Mashton, written by @jbhmalumm for @calumsclifford

It doesn’t take him long to find Ashton. He’s sitting along the stream, toes dipping in the calm water. The moon casts a light so gentle over his profile that Michael’s breath almost catches in his chest. They’re a long way from the time they fell in love, but in moments like these, when it’s the middle of the night and Ashton’s features and whole demeanour radiate youth and innocence, it feels like the first time Michael looked at him and realised he hadn’t thought of him as a friend in a long time.

or: mashton, camping, and late night talking

since we can’t hook up tonight - 5k, E, Lashton, written by @lifewasradical for @killmytimes

As much as he may nearly count down the hours until he gets to speak to Luke again, that doesn’t mean that Luke is doing the same for him. Now that Luke is off touring and seeing new people and amazing sights, maybe he’s forgetting about the people waiting at home for him.

Maybe he’s forgetting Ashton is waiting at home for him.

But Ashton reminds himself again that just because he’s a hopeless fool for Luke doesn’t mean that Luke feels the same about him. Quite the opposite, honestly, because he knows that Luke doesn’t feels the same about him, or they wouldn’t be in this position right now, friends with benefits instead of more.

Daydreams - 6k, T, Mashton, written by @daydadahlias for @babush-cat

It’s not Michael’s fault the owner of Fletcher’s Flowers is so good-looking. And no one—Luke—should be able to blame him for wanting to come to the shop and admire the pretty buff man with large delicate hands as he assembles bouquets or pets his cat.

you erode all my edges (and make me into love) - 4k, T, OT4, written by @bandsanitizer for @daydadahlias

For all the people Ashton has loved, it never quite crossed his mind how differently love exists. That sure, somewhere within the love between friends and family, romantic partners and the kind of love you extend to random people that come through your life, Ashton definitely put together that not all feelings of love are the same.

But when it comes to loving Michael, Calum, and Luke, Ashton has found that it’s not quite as simple as clearly-cut categories between labels on relationships. He might even consider it wrong to confine the feelings he has for them—in both degree and complexity—into something as simple as just romantic infatuation or as cut-and-paste as seeing himself with them for the rest of his life. Ashton definitely does, don’t get him wrong, but for all the love he’s experienced and given, it’s strange to come to an awareness that even when you think love is the same—even when you might even want it to be—it’s not.

That, to Ashton at least, it’s less of differences in relationships and more of differences in people that we love, that inspire us to love differently.

Off-stage - 6k, T, OT4, written by @lukemichaelcalumashton for @bandsanitizer

“So we’re kissing each other on stage now?” Ashton asks while they sit around eating their dinner after the show.

Luke chokes audibly on his California Spring roll, forcing Michael to give him a few thumps on his back. With watery eyes, he glances at Calum, sitting across from him and finds him grinning back smugly. Neither of them say anything. It’s Michael who says, “yeah, what was that about?” looking directly at Calum who shrugs nonchalantly.

“Dunno, I just felt like doing it,” he says, leaning back on his palms, still looking at Luke. “Luke doesn’t mind, do you, Luke?”

The truth is Luke does mind. He minds a lot. Not because he doesn’t like it, but because it messes with his head--leaves him feeling a little floaty and distracted.

Or 3 times the boys kiss Luke on stage + 1 time Luke kisses them all off stage.

in your ocean, i’m sinking - 11k, T, Cake, written by @crossedwiress for @4thbrighteststar

Luke’s eyes are a little too bright when you look into them for too long. It would be easy to fall into them.

Calum wonders whether it would be more like hovering in a lovely blue sky, sunrays warming his face and very soul, or perhaps maybe drowning in a chilling ocean, cold waves enveloping his body.

A part of him, a reckless part of him, is willing to fall if only for the glimmering hope that it would be the former.

In which Calum and Luke go on a road trip to New York, featuring: pining, bad jokes, and far more coffee than is advised.

there’s no need to run and hide (when the world leaves a scar) - 10k, T, Lashton, written by @jurassicworjd for @lifewasradical

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

i wanna tell you so (how to hold my heart) - 25k, T, Mashton, written by @babush-cat for @igarbagecannoteven

Ashton turns to greet him, faded red hair swishing gracefully with the motion until the gentle waves settle and frame his face, all sunny grin and perfect dimples and sparkling hazel eyes and Michael hates Calum he hates him so much.

“Oh hey, it’s my favorite customer!” he says with his stupid cute voice constantly sounding on the verge of laughter and happiness and sunshine.

Michael hopes his face isn’t as red as it feels, averts his eyes to shield them from the powerful glow Ashton always seems to emanate, “You say that to all your customers.”

Michael is a programmer by day, a vigilante’s guy in the chair by night, and a full-time admirer of the cute barista down at the coffee shop he frequents, and sometimes he wonders if everyone around him is way too dramatic or if he’s missing something.

or, this technically still counts as a coffee shop au

burnt eggs & broken promises - 5k, G, Lashton, written by @igarbagecannoteven for @jurassicworjd

“…So after a month or two of getting hounded by people, I may or may not have invented a fictional boyfriend.”

Luke glanced up at Ashton with worried blue eyes, as if he was expecting to be berated for lying. Instead, Ashton shrugged. “I can see why.”

or,

Ashton’s always found his roommate, Luke, nothing but aggravating, but when they make a deal where Ashton has to pretend to be Luke’s boyfriend for a night, his opinion starts to shift slightly…

i don’t wanna dive too deep or i’m never comin’ back - 22k, E, Lashton, written by @killmytimes for @ashtcnirwin

luke goes to the gym for the first time and unexpectedly meets the most beautiful boy he’s ever seen.

true love in 3D - 16k, M, Muke, written by @4thbrighteststar for @youngsingingheart

Michael turns around, too, and he swears it’s like something out of a romcom. Luke Hemmings turns out to be a gorgeous 6′2 man with eyes so blue and the fluffiest blond curls he’s ever seen. Michael feels his heart rate bump up, up, up, faster, faster, faster, and his mouth goes dry and his eyes probably widen a little too much, but he barely registers the nerves. Instead, his brain takes note of exactly three things: the massive violet bush against his back that threatens to swallow him if he swoons, the smell of the rum that Jack is holding next to him, and the single clear thought his head will allow right now - this summer just got a lot more interesting.

A muke cate’s brother songfic.

Thank you to all of our participants for your amazing fics!

#masterlist #summer 2022 #fic rec #5sos fic #cake #malum #mashton #lashton #ot4 #the list is complete!

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burstingsunrise · 2 years

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so as one of my favorite fic authors, i trust your taste very very much and i have to ask - do you have any fic recs? like, give me your all time favorites. thank you in advance <3

first of all thank you! <3 and also, oooh it's been a minute since i've been asked for recs and i am happy to provide some of my faves! i mainly read cake these days so these are mostly going to be cake, but there's some other stuff sprinkled in too.

this accidentally kinda became a list of writers since these writers are responsible for most of my favorite fics, but i did try to narrow it down to my absolute favorites to honor your actual question.

anything by @kaleidoscopeminds (ao3) but especially:

and what if you’d never smiled at me (cake / t / 14.9k)

talk to me, baby (cake / e / 17.8k)

walmart sonata (cake / m / 33.5k)

anything by @daydadahlias (ao3) but especially:

ask for more series (cake / e / 38.8k)

take notes (cake / e / 78.9k)

original orpheus (lashton / e / 14.2k)

anything by @clumsyclifford (ao3) but especially:

a change of heart and a silver lining (cake / t / 18k)

we’ve got flames in our veins (cake / t / 3.9k)

anything by @lifewasradical (ao3) but especially:

i lied to you like a promise on new year’s day (cake / m / 27.1k)

hiding in the seams (cake / t / 21.2k)

anything by @ashtcnirwin (ao3) but especially:

tidal wave (lashton / e / 127.2k)

anything by @cringeycal (ao3) but especially:

lake effect kids (cake / t / 10.8k)

anything by @calumcest (ao3) but especially:

if these walls could talk (they’ve seen way too many things) (lashton / t / 26.1k)

these two orphaned fics i’m convinced were written by the same person:

take the pieces, build them skywards (cake / e / 24.6k)

when did the diamonds leave your bones (lashton / e / 41.2k)

also, to satisfy my undercover muke stan agenda:

city lights by onlythevoid (muke / e / 79.9k)

over break by @daydadahlias (muke / t / 16.2k)

#there aren't really any older fics on here #largely because there aren't that many that have stuck with me in a meaningful way #and the few that have i wouldn't necessarily consider favorites #largely because i just prefer the vibes of stories based more closely on their current existence and vibes #also i have read sooo little cashton/malum/mashton BUT #several of these writers have fics with those pairings that i'm sure are incredible!#i really hope all these links are correct pls universe help me out here #ask #anon #fic recs #5sos fic #cake fic #lashton fic #muke fic

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lxvelyluke · 2 years

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Does anyone know any good 5sos fanfic/smut?

It can be any of the following

*LGBTQ+

*cake/malum/Cashton/Lashton/muke/mashton

*y/n

*(cough) erotica (cough)

*luke/ashton/Michael/calum

*basically anything 5sos/smut really.

I'm really fic deprived rn

#5sosfam #ashton irwin #calum hood #michael clifford #muke #cake #lashton #mashton #cashton #malum #luke hemmings #5sos fic #5sos smut

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daydadahlias · 1 year

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What do you think that for reasons of destiny one has to move/away for a while and they are very insecure, fight or have trust issues?🐈🫶🏼

Fics about people having to break up and move away just to reunite several years later and realize their feelings are still just as strong >>>>

#I love this cat emoji #pigeon #anon #I’d write a mashton fic where one of them moves #and then they don’t talk for a few years #before they meet again and are like ‘oh holy shit?? you’re as beautiful as the day I lot you (how to train your dragon reference)’#I don’t like fics where they fight tho #I’m not very good at writing fight scenes #I mean like arguments not like WWE but I’m not good at those either

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clumsyclifford · 1 year

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“Mikey,” Ashton says, drawing out the end. He takes a Star Wars jumper off the rack and, holding it up, says seriously, “I find your lack of cheer disturbing.”

“I have plenty of cheer,” Michael says. “Just not for Christmas.”

happy holidays everyone and merry early christmas to @allsassnoclass specifically

#michael clifford #ashton irwin #mashton #mashton fic #5sos #5sos fic #fic #my fic #gahhhhhhh #the self loathing when i think about the fact that i wrote a christmas fic #however i think this is possibly the most jewish christmas fic out there #not only because michael is jewish but also because #it is painfully obvious that i have never done christmas in my life #and also that i hate christmas ahlgkadfshs #but you know what i DONT hate? hazel. actually i love hazel #ENOUGH TO DO THIS SHIT #thanks for being my writing confidante/complaints box hazel. i love you sm happy holidays #megs this fic isnt for you but it's not NOT for you if that makes sense #i think you will appreciate it to almost the same degree as hazel so in spirit i dedicate it like 25% to you #love you all #boy i missed binge writing things #ok time to go pick up my brother from school #btw happy hanukkah to my fellow jews <3

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tinyglitterrose · 2 years

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Let Me See You

Mashton

Warnings: self hate

some fluff for a change: Ashton feels insecure and Michael helps him feel better.

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Michael had noticed it the first time when Ashton kept his shirt on when they went to the beach.

Sure, some people kept their shirt on when they were swimming but Michael had never paid it much mind and never wondered why some of these people might do this.

So he had confusedly asked his boyfriend of a week: "Hey, Ash, why are you not taking off your shirt?"

Ashton had only shrugged and told him he felt cold.

But he couldn't possibly always be feeling cold.

Especially not during a hot bath.

"I know you're not comfortable with being naked around each other, Ash, so I thought we could wear swimming trunks."

Ashton shook his head again.

Michael didn't know that it was a struggle for him just to wear short pants or said swimming trunks - and squeezing into a bathtub with the other tall boy? No, he would notice how fat he was and how annoyingly squishy everywhere. Ashton didn't even let his boyfriend cuddle him for that reason.

Ashton had always wanted to cuddle. He'd never done it and he craved it but he was too disgusted by the thought of the other boy having to feel his body.

And he didn't want him to see it either. He couldn't even look at himself, always averting his eyes when he was showering or getting changed.

So how was he supposed to let someone else look at him?

What if Michael would realise how much better he could do if he saw him like this - without clothes?

"Ash? You in there?" Michael was waving his hand in front of Ashton's face with a slight smile on his own. He looked fond of the other boy.

"I- yea, sorry"

"S fine, but do you really wanna waste that water? It's already in the bathtub."

"You can just use it yourself", Ashton's voice was careful and soft, "I just don't feel like taking a bath today, you know."

"You told me you love it, though"

Damn, he had. Michael knew that Ashton loved baths much more than a quick shower. He didn't see any way out of this, so a few minutes later he was left alone in the bedroom, a pair of swimming trunks pressed into his hand.

Michael was already getting changed in the bathroom.

It wasn't even one of those big pant like one, it was one of those wimming trunks that stick tightly to your body and that made everything even worse.

"Ash?", Michael's head and one of his bare shoulders peaked out of the bathroom door.

Ashton looked up from the piece of clothing in his hand.

He must have looked pretty broken, as Michael immediately walked towards him, a worried expression on his face. "Hey, you okay?"

Ashton gulped, trying to manage a tight smile, but that only made his boyfriend's worried expression deeper.

"What's up?", he carefully asked as he wrapped his arms around his still fully clothed boyfriend.

Ashton breathed deeply, trying to find the confidence to tell his boyfriend what was going on. But he didn't even have to.

"You don't wanna take off your clothes?"

He shook his head.

Then he was being led into the bathroom and Michael grabbed under his thighs softly, lifting him up to sit him on the counter by the sink.

Ashton kept his head hung low, inspecting his hands that lay in his lap.

"Baby", Michael whispered and carefully put a finger under the other man's chin to lift his head up. Green eyes met hazel ones. But only for a second, then Ashton quickly averted his.

"Hey", Michael kept his voice in that low whisper, "Look at me please"

Ashton bit his lip, then pulled his head away. Michael's hand fell back down and he looked at his boyfriend with sad eyes. Something wasn't right here. Really not right.

"Ash -", a sob escaped the other boy and his big hands went up to harshly rub at his eyes that were threatening to spill tears.

"I- I'm sorry" he hiccuped, trying to shrink in on himself on the counter and bend away from Michael at the same time.

"Hey, hey, no", Michael reached out, slowly to not scare Ashton, and grabbed his face in both hands, carefully turning it back so he could look into those hazel eyes again. There were glassy now, the first teardrop slipling into his lower lashline right as they made eyecontact again.

"Don't be sorry, it's okay", he wiped the tear and the ones that were quickly following away with his thumbs, "Can you talk to me, though, babe? Please?"

Ashton shrugged, a sad tired movement of his shoulders.

Michael gave him time to gather the courage to tell him. He stayed silent and just caressed his boyfriend carefully, aware that he wouldn't speak up if he pressured him.

"I just...", Ashton gulped, looking down to let his curls cover his face, "I'm so ugly"

It was merely a whisper, but Michael still heard it.

Adjusting his voice to his boyfriend's he said: "Why do you think that, baby?"

Another few minutes passed, Ashton self consicously picking at his arms and keeping his curls hiding his face.

Michael carefully massaged his thighs with his thumbs, the rest of his fingers just splaying on them and holding onto him.

"I'm fat", the drummer finally mumbled again, "And disgusting. You're all so fit, but I'm so fat. It doesn't look like I excerzise or play drums almost every night at all. I just look fat, Mike. So fat and ugly."

Michael's voice sounded heartbroken when he let out a small "Baby"

Ashton just shook his head, not wanting to hear any consoling words from his boyfriend. He was his boyfriend he had to be nice to him.

"I'm not just being nice, Ash. I love you. The boys love you. The fans do. And none of us think that you're fat.", his hands went to grip the others hips instead, "If I thought you were fat and if you wanted to change that - because you wouldn't have to, I love you either way and I just want you to be comfortable - but if you did, I'd help you change. But, Ash - there's nothing fat or ugly about you. Yes, you're a wide strong boy. But you're my wide strong boy with your big thighs that I love so much and your arm muscles and strong stomach and your chest - you know, I love your chest", Ashton did, Mikey went nuts whenever he got to see part of his chest in those vests he wore on stage, "I love all of you, to be exact, baby. All of you, do you hear me? And all of you is beautiful and cute and strong. Ash, everyone who looks at you can see that you work out, that you're one big muscled boy. Just biceps, wow! And I know I've never seen your upper body, but baby - I go crazy just thinking about it."

"And when you'll see it you'll be disappointed", Ashton mumbled sadly, lifting his hands to try and tug the collar of his shirt further up his neck, so it would hide more of him.

Michael softly grabbed his hands, shaking his head. "Did you not listen to anything I just said, Ash?"

Sad hazel eyes met his then. Ashton looked like he was close to crying.

"I did. But you're lying, Mike. You've never seen - and when you do, you'll see that I'm right and -"

"Well, let's see then, shall we?"

Ashton's eyes widened in shock, then his body started to try to wiggle away from Mike's hands that were mercilessly tugging up his shirt. Michael didn't want to torture his boyfriend, but he needed him to see what he saw. There was no doubt that Ashton was beautiful, absolutely no doubt.

His big freckled hands tried to pry down the fabric of the shirt that was already rucked up to under his armpits now, but Michael might be weaker and have smaller hands, but he wasn't willing to give up.

"Arms up, baby, you know there's no other way out of this"

He only noticed the tears running down the tanned boy's cheeks when he had given up, lifte his arms and immediately wrapped them around his chest and stomach, curling in on himself and trying his best to hide away.

A wave of guilt washed over Michael when he sae the tears.

"Babe" he whispered again, wiping away the tears, but new ones immediately followed. Then a small sob.

Michael had never seen Ashton like that.

"Stop, please", it sounded strangled, "You don't - I'm so disgusting, Mikey, please"

For a while, Michael was unsure of what to do. He really did not want his boyfriend to keep breaking like that in front of him, but he also really didn't want to see him ever think of himself as disgusting again. Because he wasn't.

At some point Michael realized that Ashton's eyes were peaking out from behind his curtain of curls, focused on something in front of him. The pale boy followed his gaze and blushed, when he found what he was so intensely looking at. But he also couldn't help but grin.

"Ash", he giggled, "I can see you looking at my dick"

The teary eyes shot up, curls bouncing on his forehead and his cheeks burning. "I- i"

"It's okay", Michael was still giggling a little, "I'll just put on some underwear real quick."

When he was done with that and turned back around, he wanted to squeak from happiness. Ashton had lowered his arms, the hands now resting in his lap again.

Although Mike really wanted to oggle the other's chest now that he saw it fully for the first time, but he instead softly took his hands in his own.

"Ash", he mumbled lovingly, lifting them up to his lips and kissing each of them.

"I love you", he whispered, "I love you, I love you, I love you"

While repeating those words, he slowly put Ashton's hands back down, giving view to his upper body. When Ashton saw his boyfriend's gaze lock onto it, he gripped tighter onto the hands still holding his. It was slightly painful, but Michael didn't say a thing.

He could see Ashton's chest rapidly rising and falling, his stomach muscles outlined, his tummy jutting out the tiniest bit where the line of his pants ended. And his chest hair, god, Michael actually had to hold himself back from starting to salivate all over himself.

"God", he mumbled, somehow sounding out of breath, "Ash"

Unsure hazel eyes looked at him again, so he finally let the smile take over his features and added "You're fucking hot"

A giggle slipped out of his boyfriend, making Mike grin even more. He immediately shook his head afterwards, though, refusing to believe it.

"Yes, Ash, yes, you are", he let go of his hands, having to pull a bit due to Ashton's grip on them, then sat them on the other's stomach as carefully as possible, "And what were you saying about having no muscles? Yes, I feel softness - not fat, Ash, softness -, but I feel a damn lot of muscle underneath this."

Ashton was blushing furiously.

"And your chest, Ash.", he gave his boyfriend a long look.

"What - what is it?", the boy asked in return, worried, "I - is it too hairy? I can shave it ,I promise, I-"

"Don't you dare" Michael gave a lopsided grin, "your 'hairy chest' is freaking hot, Ash. I wanna grab it and squish it and put my hands all over it. God, Ash, I want to get my mouth on it."

Ashton's blush increased. A lot.

"You - uh"

"You are the most beautiful, most attractive man I have ever seen, Ash. And I want us to work on you seeing that the same way, okay? I want you to grow comfortable to be shirtless around me, around other people. And then I want you to become confident of your thighs, baby. I want you to be able to take your pants off in front of me and be proud of those wide beautiful muscled pieces of legs you have. I want you to freaking dance naked in the shower, while I'm standing next to you, okay?"

Okay, maybe the last one was a bit too much. Which didn't mean that Michael definitely wanted it, but he didn't want to overwhelm his boyfriend.

"Okay?", he repeated, now in a hushed tone again, "Are you with me? Will you work on it with me?"

Ashton blinked a few times, drying tears still on his red cheeks and hazel eyes sad, but not as sad as before.

Finally he gave a small nod.

A bright smile took over Michael's features and he leaned in to smooch his boy right on the lips.

"Thank you", he mumbled against them, "Thank you. I'm so proud of you, I love you."

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I think I want to make this a series. I want to keep describing the way Ashton starts to love himself as much as he should, but then again I always wanna make my new pieces into series...😂

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igarbagecannoteven · 1 year

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how do we get out

A "Savior" by Rise Against Songfic for @5sos-fic-fest

Pairing: Mashton

Word Count: 2,657 | Rating: Teen

Additional Tags: Exes, Vampire AU, Psuedo-Vigilantes

Trigger Warnings: Domestic Terrorism, Bombs, Alcohol Mention, Swearing, Low Key Cult Vibes

Summary:

Just when Michael thought he saw the CFO wave her assistant to her side, his view was suddenly obstructed by a cauldron of bats. He cursed loudly as they began to swirl around him.

“Seriously, Ashton? Now?”

#5sossongficfest2022 #5sos fanfic #mashton #the trash writes #fun fact! a cauldron is actually one of the correct terms for a group of bats! :)#this fic is not as weird as it could have been but it's still pretty wild #never thought i'd write a vamp au with domestic terrorism as a tw #yet here we are!#so sorry it's late the brain is a funny place

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ashtons-lemon-tree · 22 days

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Under the Moonlight

Written as a part of the friends to lovers @5sos-fic-fest

Can be read here on AO3

Rating; Teen and Up Audiences

Archive Warnings; No Archive Warnings Apply

Category; M/M

Fandom; 5 Seconds of Summer (Band)

Relationship; Michael Clifford/Ashton Irwin

Additional Tags; Friends to Lovers, Songfic, Song: New Emotion (The Aces), Partying, Alcohol, Love Confessions, Drunken Confessions, Shut Up Kiss

Language; English | Word count; 682

Summary; Ashton reveals his feelings for Michael at a party celebrating their album release

Notes; Prompt; Songfic to the tune New Emotion - The Aces

#rpf #5sos #5 seconds of summer #mashton #michael clifford #ashton irwin #michael clifford x ashton irwin #5sosficfest2024 #songfic #friends to lovers #ao3 link #ao3 fanfic #fic fest #5sos fic fest #Spotify

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calumsclifford · 2 years

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i’ll be patient despite our racing hearts

rating : teen and up audiences

relationships : mashton, minor cake

words : 5767

or, Michael and Ashton are accidentally fake dating

read here on ao3

a/n: this fic is part of the 5sos summer fic exchange! this time, i wrote for monse (@lukemichaelcalumashton)! i hope you enjoy some good old mashton fake dating! i had a blast writing it!

as always, massive thank you to hazel (@allsassnoclass) for organizing! i am always in awe of your work and dedication, and i appreciate you an insane amount!

i am, of course, not the only writer participating in the exchange! please go check out @5sos-fic-exchange to check out our other wonderful writers’ fics! i’m excited to read through them, i hope you are too!

#5sos fic exchange summer 2022 #my fic #lukemichaelcalumashton #allsassnoclass #5sos-fic-exchange #ive had a crazy two weeks #i got a puppy 13 days ago!!!!#he is a sweetheart and i love him #but it's obviously a lot of work #and not a lot of sleep lol #he was sick this morning so i was up with him finishing this fic :(#my poor baby :(#i'm not going to get into it but work has been hell #so yeah! crazy week!#on that note puppy is napping so i am going to nap too #all the love <3 #mashton fake dating

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allsassnoclass · 2 months

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Say…two people break up, right? But Fate thinks that’s bullshit so it creates a time loop and the couple is forced to relive the day they broke up multiple times, in different alternate realities, until they kiss and make up. The universe’s version of couple’s therapy.

OH i read a pretty good buddie fic with a similar premise, found HERE for my 911 friends.

anyway!

On the 11th day, Michael runs.

He wakes up alone, of course. Ashton is an earlier riser, and Michael wouldn't want to stay in bed with him and the memories of the past 11 loops, either. The bunks on the bus are a tight fit on the best of days, but they're suffocating if you've just broken up and have to keep breaking up over and over and over again.

Michael checks the date on his phone, sees that it hasn't changed, and barricades himself in his bunk, covers pulled over his head and only offering grunts to anyone who checks on him.

The bus pulls to a stop at 12:43pm, just like it always does. Michael could time everything down to the second now, the comforting routine of tour made eerily exact by the loop. It means he knows exactly where he needs to be.

At 12:57pm, he exits the bus under the guise of unloading, turns left instead of right, and ducks into the first alley he can find before breaking into a sprint.

In the 11 loops they've taken, he hasn't been out to explore the city. It's easy to get lost, and it's equally easy to blend in to the crowds, head down and hat pulled low. No one is expecting to see Michael Clifford wandering around by himself, so no one does. He ducks into a coffee shop that looks somewhat interesting and nurses a mug in the back corner for a while, people-watching and steadfastly not making eye contact with anyone.

It takes 15 minutes for his phone to buzz, everyone too wrapped up in the hustle and bustle of unloading and setting up for soundcheck to notice that he's not where he's supposed to be.

It takes 20 minutes before someone calls, and another 5 after that for him to decide that he's still entirely too close to the venue and needs to keep moving.

Luke and Calum's name flash across his phone screen with equal enthusiasm, with the occasional call from someone else on the crew. Michael sends I'm fine to the band groupchat, but declines every call.

It takes 56 minutes and a trip to McDonalds before Ashton's name appears.

"What?" he answers, careful to keep his voice cool and level.

"You don't get to run away from this, you ass!" Ashton hisses. "Get back over here and play the fucking show like a mature adult!"

Right, because Ashton is the mature one.

"Why?" Michael asks.

"Because we have fans out here who have paid a lot of money to see us! We promised when we got together that we wouldn't let our shit impact the band or the fans!"

"They'll still be there tomorrow," Michael shrugs. "No one is going to remember this. I'm not impacting anything."

"It's impacting Luke and Calum right now!" Ashton says, sounding very close to exploding. Michael can perfectly picture him running a hand through his hair, jaw hard and eyebrows pinched in that one frown that he only ever brings out when Michael has seriously, catastrophically pissed him off.

"Tell them I needed some space after the breakup," Michael suggests, picking at his fries. They're getting cold, but Ashton hates when he chews while talking, even though he does it himself, the hypocrite.

"There hasn't been a breakup, dipshit! You never broke up with me this time!"

Michael hums.

"I think it's your turn, actually," he says.

"I fucking hate you," Ashton seethes, which. Duh. Obviously. That's probably at least half the reason they're in this mess. "Just-- Come back before Luke and Calum call the cops, okay?"

"No," Michael says. Ashton growls, actually growls at him. "At least it'd be something interesting to break up this monotonous hell we're in!"

"I hate you," Ashton repeats, landing just as hard the second time as the first. Michael tries to shake off the stabbing feeling in his heart and somehow misses Ashton hanging up in the process.

Michael eats a fry. It's cold and a little soggy.

He puts his head down on the beige, probably-filthy McDonald's table and desperately wishes for the day to end.

#my writing #mashton #anon #anyway. in this loop they're both in the anger portion of the grieving process #interesting concept to have them BOTH be aware of the loop! that's fun #i've always wanted to do a timeloop tour fic #i feel like the liminal repetitive nature of tour would interact with a loop in a really interesting way

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