#Calum Hood oneshot

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pairing ; c.h. x reader

requested ; yes

summary ; you stumble across a video of calum's fingers that has you all hot and bothered.

warnings ! SMUT, masturbating, fingering, riding, praising, finger sucking, titty sucking (?), unprotected sex, p in v, slight cockwarming at the end

word count ; 1.1k

a/n ; i think i have this weird thing for riding, but whatever. anyway, sorry it's been awhile i was just unmotivated, but weirdly listening to 1D got me to finish this work. also, thank you guys so much for 100 followers! hope you enjoy!

You had the day off from work, so you spent your time cleaning the home you shared with Calum and Duke. You had finished cleaning about half an hour ago, deciding to spend some time scrolling through social media on the living room couch.

Scrolling through your feed on Twitter looking at posts you were tagged in, posts Calum was tagged in, posts the band was tagged in, etc., you landed on a short compilation of Calum at different concerts, but the motion of his hand stayed the same.

Your eyes couldn’t help but focus on the movement of his fingers – them being the whole reason the compilation was made. Their movement was enticing and all too familiar – flashes of Calum’s fingers moving like that inside you playing in your mind. You just had to watch the video again… and again and again.

The need for Calum grew quickly from there, wishing he could hurry home from the studio faster, but you knew how important his music was to him. So, you decided to do the next best thing.

You laid back on the couch, spreading your thighs enough to slip your hand between them. You teased yourself over the fabric of your underwear – the only thing you were wearing other than a shirt of Calum’s. You tried to mimic the way Calum’s hands would tease you if he were there, but your fingers could never reach the right places like his would.

Still, you managed to work yourself up enough to have soft moans and whimpers falling from your lips. You had removed your underwear, rubbing shameless circles on your clit with one hand while the other moved at a steady pace in and out of your cunt. Lost in the feelings of your own fingers and imagining they were Calum’s, you hadn’t heard the door open and close.

Calum slid his shoes and jacket off after closing the door. He crouched down to the floor to meet Duke, smiling at the dog’s excitement in seeing him. When he stood up, he was about to call your name when he heard something that made him stop in his tracks.

He followed the noises that led him to the living room where he took in the sight of you spread out on the couch. He watched almost hypnotized as your fingers moved to please yourself. It was obvious to him that you were trying to replicate the way he did it.

When he snapped out of his stupor, he slowly made his way over to you as quiet as possible as to not disturb your concentration. He knelt down in front of the couch, leaving him almost eye level with your sopping cunt. He held back a groan as his fingers slowly moved to replace yours.

Your eyes shot open at the pleasant surprise of his touch. Your eyes found his already looking at you, your cheeks heating up in embarrassment as he began to rub circles just as you had been doing.

“Don’t be embarrassed, love,” he said, a small smirk adorning his lips. “Mind telling me what got you like this in the first place?”

“Saw a video,” you said simply, beginning to lose yourself in the feel of his hands.

Calum’s thumb kept at its motions on your clit while his ring and middle finger slid through your folds, spreading your arousal around. “About?”

“Your fingers. Liked the way they moved.”

At your admission, Calum slid his fingers into your entrance. He began moving his fingers in the exact motion of what had been in the compilation. “Like this.”

“Yes,” you gasped. “Just like that.”

Just as you felt the coil in your stomach begin to form, Calum removed his fingers from you. You watched with confused eyes as he stood up. His hands moved to his pants, unbuttoning them and pulling them down along with his boxers. His cock slapped against his stomach, and you moaned.

“Come here, pretty girl.” Calum held his hand out for you. You put your hand in his and he pulled you to stand up. He replaced your previous spot on the couch, patting his lap. “You want to sit on my cock?”

You nodded, quickly clambering over his lap. You used your hand to guide his dick through your folds before slipping it into your wet hole.

“Good girl,” Calum groaned. “Taking my dick so well.”

You moaned as you sank all the way down onto his length. His hands grasped your waist, helping you rise up only to slam you back down.

“So good,” you moaned.

“Yeah?” he said. “You just love riding my cock, don’t you?”

“Mhm. Love it,” you gasped. “Want it all the time.”

“That’s my girl.” He smirked, one of his hands abandoning its place on your waist to trail up to your breasts.

He palmed at one while he leaned forward to take the other in his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the nipple before sucking it into his mouth, making you clench around him. He groaned and repeated the action, rewarding him with the same reaction, adding to both your pleasure.

You reached for the hand that was on your breast, bringing it up to your mouth. Calum had momentarily stopped his attack on your breast to watch as you guided his pointer and middle finger into your mouth. He was mesmerized as you swirled your tongue around the digits like you’d done to his cock countless times before.

He groaned and pushed his fingers deeper into your mouth. “God, you’re so fucking hot. Sucking on my fingers like it’s my cock. You like my fingers that much, sweetheart?”

You moaned around his fingers, nodding eagerly as you clenched on his cock.

“You gonna cum?” he asked.

You nodded, trying to ride him faster, but your legs had grown tired.

“D’you need help?”

“Please,” you said, words muffled by his fingers.

“Okay, love. You just keep sucking those fingers, okay?”

“Okay.”

Calum grinned and kissed your chin, not bothered by the drool dripping down it from sucking on his fingers. He wrapped his unoccupied arm around your waist, holding you up as he thrusted into you quickly. You whined around his fingers, walls clenching his cock as he hit deeper than before.

“That’s it, love. Let go. Let it all go.”

You practically cried out around his fingers as you came, his thrusts continuing through your climax. He groaned as he followed right behind, hot ropes of cum painting your walls.

He removed his fingers from your mouth as you came down from your high. He kissed you for the first time on the lips since he came home. It was lazy and messy, but neither of you cared.

“I love you,” you whispered as he pulled away.

He kissed your forehead. “I love you, too. Now, let’s get you cleaned up.”

“Can we stay?” you asked. “Just for a little bit.”

“Of course,” he said, wrapping his arms around you. “We’ll stay for however long you want.”

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[causeyoudontgotoparties]

Focus

Rating: mature

Pairing: poly!cake x female reader

Warnings: oral (fem receiving), subspace?, aftercare

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You didn’t know how you got here. Back against Luke’s bare chest, thighs propped up on his, completely naked against him.

Whimpers and pleas spilling out of your mouth as Calum buried his head between your legs. Vigorously flicking his tongue at your sensitive bud as Luke’s hands rested on your tits.

Your fallen head against Luke’s shoulder, face in the crook of his neck desperately trying to keep your whimpers quiet.

You felt Luke’s hand grip your jaw, making you look forward.

“Focus, lovie.” He said, referring to the movie he had playing on the screen ahead of you. Calums assault on your clit had not slowed down, eating you out like a starved man.

“Please i-i can’t, p-please let me cum.” You stuttered, feeling yourself closer to your orgasm.

Calum slightly pulled away from your cunt, “I dunno sweetheart, don’t think you deserve it.” He fake pouted.

“Do you think she deserves to cum Luke?” Calum said, looking at the blue eyed boy.

You looked up at look him with teary doe eyes and pouted lips, hoping he would cave and let you have your release.

Luke looked down at you, mocking your pout, “ I don’t think so lovie.”

“b-but I was good .” You whimpered as calum buried his head in between your thighs again.

Luke roughly grips your chin, “don’t be a brat, you’ll get to cum when we’re ready to let you.”

“Now focus baby.” He said, turning your head to the screen in front of you once again.

Your head lolled side to side, your bottom lip between your teeth as you felt your release quickly approaching, legs shaking with anticipation.

“Okay lovie, you can cum, show calum how much of a good girl you are.” He said into your ear.

Calum slowly slipped a thick finger into your heat, thrusting at a quick pace paired with his mouth, while Luke’s fingers carefully tweaked with your nipples.

Your thighs began to shake with pleasure, soft whimpers spilling out of your mouth once again.

Calum pushed a second finger into you, thrusting at a pace you didn’t even think was possible, his tongue still vigorously attacking your clit. You could’ve swore you stars.

Your moans grew louder as you felt a gush of pleasure between your legs. Your body convulsed as Calum pulled away slightly to press soothing kisses on your thighs while you slumped against luke as he played with your hair.

“Did so good sweet girl.” Calum said kissing up your body, reaching your face and pecking your lips. “So proud of you.”

Your mind still fuzzy as you tried to find your surroundings again. Trying to sit up ever so slightly to regain your conscious.

“Woah, easy there baby, you’re still up in the clouds, yeah? How ‘bout we get you a bath and relax.” Luke said in your ear as he lifted you up and carried you to the bath.

Before you knew it, you were in the tub and both boys were dressed and sitting at the side of the tub, helping clean you up.

Why is everything moving so fast?

“You did so good lovie, my best girl.” Luke cooed, as he washed your body. Cal carefully combing his fingers through your hair.

Before you knew it, you were being lifted out of the tub and carried to the room. Cal had dressed you in an oversized t-shirt and panties.

You had opened your eyes to find yourself in between the both of them as you felt yourself coming back.

“H-hi” you stuttered as you looked between the two of them.

Luke took your face into his hands, “hi sweetheart, you went all floaty on us, cal make you feel that good?” He teased.

You buried your head into the pillow to hide your blushing from the both of them.

Cal wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close, “no need to be embarrassed princess, I find it flattering.” He rasped into your ear.

The both of them whispering sweet little nothings to you until you drifted off to sleep with your two favorite boys.

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The Kitchen (c.h.)

This work is part of a series, When Our Friend Isn’t Around. Part 1: The Patio / Part 2: The Kitchen / Part 3: The Living Room / Part 4: The Guest Bedroom

Word Count: 1.7k Rating: T Summary: Being part of the clean-up crew isn’t so bad, after all. | Also on Ao3! Warnings: ~recreational drug use~

The upbeat rock music from earlier has been switched to smooth R&B, quietly trickling from the living room through the rest of the house. The colorful LEDs are off and every light switch in the common space has been flicked on, exposing the spills and crumbs around you. You know it doesn’t make sense, since you’re literally cleaning, but the harsh fluorescence was jarring and your drunk brain wished they’d turn the overhead light off. 

According to the digital clock on the microwave, it was 5:23 in the morning. Everyone had begun to file out of the party by 3-ish, with stragglers and close friends bidding their goodbyes closer to 4. It’s not like you were expecting to be in bed by one, but you were really starting to regret promising Ashton you’d help him clean up afterwards. 

Calum stuck around, too, given they were hosting together. They were in the living room, chatting and picking up discarded cups and cans, which fell into the garbage bags with light swishes and clinks. You stack the cups strewn around the kitchen on the dining table, alongside the empty boxes of Stella and PBR before rummaging under the sink for Clorox wipes. The first cylinder you grab seems too thin and light to be what you were looking for and you pull it from shadow into your view. An empty can of Mike’s Hard. 

“Huh?” Who the fuck threw this under the sink?

“Hey.” A voice startles you and you bump your shoulder on the edge of the cabinet as you exit. Calum’s boots come into your view first, then his flushed face. 

“You good if I take these?” He points to the cups on the table. 

You nod and toss the can in his direction. “This, too!”

He catches the can in the bag, then puts it down to start breaking down the boxes on the table. You reach back into the cabinet, finding what you were looking for. 

“Need help with anything?” He’s shoving the final folded box into the black bag before tying it up. “We’re pretty much done picking shit up, Ash is sweeping right now.”

“Sure. I think I’ve got surfaces covered, wanna help with this sticky puddle I’ve been walking in for the last hour?”

So he does. While you’re wiping down the counters, cabinets, and microwave, Calum raids the storage closet for a Swiffer. It takes him a couple of tries to get the mopping wipe on the head, but he figures it out. 

You boost yourself onto the counter, opening up more floor space for him.

“So did Joey end up breaking anything this time?”

A small laugh escapes from his nose. “No, not that I know of.” He glances up at you before returning his attention to the pink stain on the tile. “Not that you were of any help on that front.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You nudge his thigh with your shoe. Unexpectedly, he grabs your ankle, setting aside his mopping task for now.

“I was supposed to keep an eye on him tonight.” He moves closer, maintaining a soft grip on your leg. Sitting up on the counter, you’re practically his height, looking him straight in the face, anticipating his next move. “You kept me a bit distracted.” He moves his hand from your ankle onto the counter to the right of you. You don’t look, but you can sense that there are only millimeters between his thumb and your jeans.

You weren’t quite sure what he meant by that. After Ashton had come out to get you both from the patio around 1:30, you only spoke to him two or three other times. He and Ashton were great hosts, flittering around the room, making sure everyone felt welcome, telling them thank you for coming. It was hardly your fault it seemed he kept gravitating back to you. First it was at the drinks table, when you were pouring your final cup of juice. The second time, he guided you by the elbow to a small crowd hanging out by the speaker and introduced you to them. He stuck around for a few minutes, allowing you to acclimate to these strangers before leaving you to  converse with a small tug on your shirt and a wink. You were certain you’d seen Joey leave before 3 anyway, leaning on a friend’s shoulder and stumbling on his way out.

“Seems like you were distracting yourself, Calum.” You motion to the discarded Swiffer, leaning on the cabinets across from you. He was needlessly concerning himself with you again. You couldn’t say you didn’t like it.

“Just wanted’a make sure you were having a good time.” He shrugs and in a moment of rare unbridled confidence (or stupidity), you move your right hand from your lap to resting on top of his.

“What’s your excuse right now?”

His expression remains unchanged, smiling with slightly raised brows, clearly amused by this interaction. You weren’t sure what you were hoping for, but some encouragement would be nice.

He leans in slightly, resting his left hand on the other side of you. “You’re funny, you know that?”

While you missed the blue and purple ambiance lighting, you couldn’t say you were upset about getting to really look at his face for the first time tonight. He is pretty, with full lips and deep brown eyes. His hair is tousled, curls messy from the beanie he had been wearing earlier.

It seems like he hears Ashton coming before you do and takes a quick step back, removing his hands from either side of you. The cold counter feels like it’s burning your skin compared to the warmth of his hand and for the first time, you feel disappointed that your mutual friend showed up. He clomps into the kitchen holding a grimy dustpan and dragging the broom behind him.

“Looks great in here, guys!” Ashton takes a look around the room after disposing of the dirt, dust, and crumbs into the trash. “Need help with anything before I head to bed? M’fuckin exhausted.”

Calum has picked the Swiffer back up by now, wiping the remaining stains from the floor. “No thanks bro,” he says, not even looking up. “I think we’ve got it handled.” You smile at Ashton, corroborating Calum’s statement.

“Fuck yeah. See y’all in the mornin’!” He turns and makes a bee-line to his room, down the hallway from the right side of the living room.

“M’almost done,” Calum says and you jump from the counter to the floor.

“I’m gonna get a reward ready for us.” You turn to leave the room.

“Reward?” He stops mopping for a moment, a little confused.

“For cleaning this man’s house,” you shrug.

You leave him with that and make your way to the coat closet by the front door. Off the top shelf, you pull your backpack from its hiding place. It had pajamas, deodorant, and most importantly, weed. On your way to sit, you turn off the overhead light and flip on a lamp in the corner of the room. You sink into the ratty green couch and pull the rolling tray from the coffee table to your lap. It takes a moment to rummage through your bag for papers, filters, and herbs, but you find them. When everything is laid out, filter folded and ready, you begin your process. First, a layer of marijuana, then a thinner layer of mullein. It’s supposed to be good for sleep, but it tastes like shit, so you cover it with a layer of lavender. Overtop, you place another layer of weed and pick up the paper in a U-shape to begin rolling it shut. Calum comes in from the kitchen while you’re licking the adhesive. 

“I see what you mean by reward, now. Pass ‘er over.” He sits just a few inches to your right on the couch. You hand the unfinished joint to him and he flicks it to force the herbs to fall towards the filter before twisting the end shut. You pass him your lighter, a black Clipper, to start off your little smoke circle. He pumpkin-tops it again before lighting it, discarding the leftover paper onto the rolling tray.

“Lavender?” He asks.

“And mullein,” you say, placing the tray back on the coffee table. You turn to face him now, back leaning on the armrest, your bent knee on the couch between you. 

“You’re getting me used to this fancy shit, baby. I don’t think I can go back to cutting my weed with straight tobacco.” He passes the joint to you. “Where’d you get all this stuff?”

You smoke before answering. “Online. Herb shops. Witchy stores. Probably farmers markets.” Your fingers brush together when you pass him the joint.

“Mm…think you’ll just be my plug, then. Seems like a lot of work.” 

“Ordering from Amazon seems like a lot of work?” You’re a little flabbergasted.

He’s holding the jay between his thumb and forefinger and brings it to your lips to shut you up. 

“I can stay out here tonight,” he changes the topic, referring to the pull-out couch you were currently sitting on.

You remove the joint from your mouth by pulling his wrist back, keeping your hand wrapped around his arm.

“You tired yet?”

“Are you?”

You think for a moment, and despite feeling the fatigue in your bones, shake your head. “Still gotta shower, anyway.” You weren’t sure if you were informing him or inviting him. You could tell from the way his clothes fit that his body is probably a sight to behold. See if he’s got any other tattoos obstructed by his shirt…and maybe his pants. No, definitely not inviting him, though the thought was enticing. You remembered the way he stepped back when you were face to face in the kitchen. What would Ash think?

You bring his hand back to your face, take a puff, and let go. 

“And when were you thinking of doing that? 8am? We’re wasting moonlight!”

“Pfft.” You pull the joint from his mouth, mimicking his actions on the patio. “After our reward, silly.”

“And your plan after…?”

“Sleep.” You shrug and pass the jay back to him. “Unless you’ve got something else in mind.”

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[hoodharlow]

Un Ratito

AN: I'm sorry

Requested? Literally people requested I DON'T write this lol

Warnings: ANGST

Word Count: 3.7k words

Claudia bounced on the ball of her feet checking the double doors open every few seconds to reveal the passengers that landed. The band was flying from Seattle to San Francisco for their show in Concord that was just forty minutes away from them. She was excited. She hasn't seen Calum in what felt like forever. When 5sos finished their European leg of tour, he stayed in London for a few days to be with Mali and his niece since Felix flew out to New York for a conference. 

He missed Claudia's graduation, but she understood that he hadn’t seen Mali and baby Maia when he was in London for tour because their schedules conflicted. After that he and the band went to Mexico. When they came back, Claudia had moved her things to their new home in the Bay Area. 

She spotted the Eminem bleached blonde walk through the doors. 

"Cal!" She called to him as she took off running. 

She wrapped her arms around him. She felt Calum's arms tighten around as he buried his face on her neck. She gave him an extra squeeze before breaking their hug. She pressed their foreheads together and draped her arms around shoulders, pulling him to a kiss. 

"Hey." He said softly, tenderly rubbing his thumb on her cheek.

"Hi." She smiled shyly. 

"Oi, lovebirds are you done? Some of us have to get to our hotel." Ashton yelled. 

"I told y'all you could have stayed at our place." Claudia sassed him, going around to hug the guys. She grinned at Luke. "We're gonna need to have a chat because Danny said you didn't do as planned."

"She said yes, that's all that matters." Luke shrugged, alluding to his impromptu proposal to Gia.

"I guess." She playfully rolled her eyes. 

"What time is soundcheck?" Calum asked once it was time for the group to separate so he and Claudia could head home.

Ashton replied with a sarcastic remark but with time Calum needed to be there. 

Claudia guided Calum to the parking lot and waited for him to pack his luggage in the car. She pulled him to her for a quick makeout session. She smiled into his lips as his stomach grumbled. 

"Okay let's get home so we can have breakfast." She said pulling away and rounding over to the driver's side. 

"What I want to eat is already here." He said in a flirty tone.

"Get in, you can have me however you want at home." 

Calum chuckled, knowing that he can still make her flustered. He got in her car. She smoothly pulled out of the parking spot and followed the signs to the exit. 

"Did you take lessons while I was away?" He asked her in a teasing tone, making note of her improved driving skills. 

"No, I'm scared to drive normally." She confessed.

"Are you excited to finally go to an official 5sos concert?" He asked changing the subject.

"Obvio, I can finally have the y/n experience that fifteen year old me deserved." She said as a matter of fact. "So you better notice me in the pit singing my ass off to Babylon."

"I'll look for you when I sing Wildflower." He winked at her.

Claudia grinned and continued driving. The rest of the way home they caught each other up on their lives the past few months. They talked everyday but it felt more personal now that they were in the same space. But the more she listened to Calum talk about the band and their upcoming album rollout, an uneasy feeling began forming in the pit of her stomach. For now she suppressed it. All she cared about now was that he was home. 

*

"As much as I would love for your to fuck me in the couch, I don't want Bali to watch us." Claudia mumbled against Calum's lips. 

He looked over his shoulder and found their six month old boxer sitting on her bed, happily staring at them with her tail wagging. He sighed dramatically, pushing himself up. He picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. 

"Which one is our room?" He asked her. 

"The one on the end of the hall." She pointed behind her. 

Calum nodded and swiftly carried them into their bedroom. He gently set her down on the bed and they continued where they left off. He gently pushed her against the bed and deepened the kiss. He slipped one of his hands in her shirt, giving her breast a gentle squeeze. Claudia shifted around as she laid on her back to get more comfortable, but she couldn't. Calum took note and pulled away. 

"Sorry," she sighed, "I really want to…"

"Claudia, you don't have to explain yourself." Calum said, brushing some curls off her face.

"I know, but it's been months since we've been together. I wanna make it up." Claudia pouted, crossing her arms. 

"All I care about is that I have you here with me." He said leaning down to kiss her. He pulled away. "I'm gonna shower so we can head out. Join me?" 

"I showered this morning." She shook her head apologetically. "I'm gonna take Bali out to go potty." 

"Alright." He nodded. 

Claudia rolled off the bed and slipped on her sneakers. She made her way to the entrance and clicked on the leash on Bali's harness. She wrestled the six month old puppy and they left. They wandered around their neighborhood for a while until Bali decided that she wasn't in the mood to get number two. 

On the walk back Claudia imagined herself in a few weeks, once the tour was over, with Calum walking hand in hand around their neighborhood. In the few weeks she's been here, she got acquainted with the place. She knew that the Sunday morning farmer's market, the latine owned coffee shop that sold the best conchas she's ever had and the señora a few streets down that sold tortillas and chicharrones. There was even a small Australian grocery store. It had everything her and Calum needed. And all that mattered was that they had each one another. And nothing could change that. 

"Cal, we're back." Claudia announced when she and Bali returned from their walk. 

He didn't answer. Claudia could hear the shower running. She went to the kitchen and got the chocoflan she made for him the night before ready. On the counter Calum's phone flashed. He had a habit of having his phone on silent but with the flash on when he was in the studio. It flashed a few more times, annoying Claudia. 'Who could be blowing up his phone?' She thought to herself. She picked it up and walked it to their room.

"Cal, your–"

'I landed in LA.'

'Thanks for flying me out. I had the best night with you.'

'Hopefully we can see each other in a few days'

Claudia felt her heart break into a million pieces right then and there. Of all the things she imagined, she never expected Calum to ever cheat on her. She looked at the contact name, praying he wasn't dumb enough to have the number saved.

Jocelyn. 

"What's up?" Calum asked her, drying his hair with a towel. 

She didn't say anything. She set his phone down on the bed and walked out. Calum reached for it and saw the messages. He cursed and followed her out to the kitchen. 

"Claudia let me–"

"THREE FUCKING YEARS! AND WITH HER OF ALL FUCKING PEOPLE?!" She cried. 

"If you let–"

"Get the fuck out! I never want to ever see you. You're a pathetic excuse of a man, Calum. If you have one ounce of respect left for me, you would leave right now." She said coldly. 

"Claudia…"

"Go."

Calum grabbed his bag from the entrance way and left the place. There was a coffee shop a few blocks down and he ordered an Uber to take him to Concord where their concert was taking place. 

He really fucked up and if he was in Claudia’s shoes she also wouldn't want to hear what he had to say. Not that what he had to say was any better but it would at least prove to her that he didn't cheat on her. 

On the ride over, he changed the contact name back to Ashton. When he arrived at the venue, he went straight to the greenroom and found his best friend who was with Luke and Michael. 

"We agreed not to go with the plan." Calum sneered at the oldest of the group. "I was going to talk to her first."

"What plan?" Michael asked.

"Excuse me," Luke mumbled, standing up to answer his phone. 

"Would talking to her have made a difference?" Ashton snapped.

"Yes! It would fucking mean I still have a fucking girlfriend!" Calum yelled. 

"What is going on?" Michael frowned.

Luke came back and slammed the door shut. "I just got off the phone with Gia. She's at Claudia's place because apparently you fucking cheated on her."

"You cheated on Claudia!" Michael exclaimed. 

"No, it's a fucking misunderstanding." Calum sighed, rubbing his temples in frustration. 

"You better fucking explain yourself because Gia thinks I hid this shit from her." Luke said angrily. 

Calum grabbed a water bottle from the cooler and took a generous sip. "After we filmed the Blender video with Claudia, I got a call from management. They basically said that as much as they like Claudia and how she's helped us stay relevant, she's holding us back. And that we'd be more profitable if I went back to the single one of the group when the album came out. So me and Ashton were thinking of faking that I was cheating so she'd break up." He turned to Ashton. "But I realized it was a stupid idea and I was planning on talking to Claudia about it first."

"You could have told us what management said. We are as much part of this band as you are, mate." Michael said, disappointed.

"You do remember Gia's dad is a manager. He could have helped us find some sort of solution, but you two," Luke gestured between Calum and Ashton, "decided to go behind our backs and try to fix it."

"When you say it like that…" Ashton trailed off.

"What the band does doesn't just affect us. It affects everyone we know. We can't just keep shit to ourselves and not tell the rest what's going on." He said. "I'm going to call Gia and try to fix this."

Luke walked out followed by Michael, leaving the idiots of the rhythm section. Ashton was busy on his phone as if he just didn't ruin Calum's relationship with Claudia. Calum pulled out his phone and texted Claudia but the call wouldn't go through. He tried searching for her on Instagram and her accounts wouldn't appear. He tried with his finsta and no luck on that end. He just hoped Luke was able to get through to Gia so he could talk to Claudia. If she didn't want anything to do with him, he just wanted her to know that he didn't cheat on her. He would never do that to her, especially with her.

***

It had been four days since Claudia saw Calum. Four days since her world had been flipped over. Four days since she lost faith and trust in the man she's loved for three years. And now she has to face him one last time. 

She was in LA for the weekend to pack her things from his place. She would have gone earlier but she was busy with her school training. She was grateful to have her mind distracted or she would have lost her mind spiraling, wondering why Calum would pretend to be cheating on her. 

"Claudia, Junior is here." Danny said, poking his head in the guest room she was in. "Fair warning, our birth giver is here too."

"No mames." Claudia sighed. 

She wasn't ready to face her mom. Truthfully she'd been avoiding Soni. She was in a whatsapp group chat with Joy and Zulema, Felix's mom. Her and Joy were both caught off guard to hear the news that their children broke up through Zulema and not their children. 

"Sebas woke up in a good mood so he's distracting her if you wanna make a run for it." Danny said. 

"Thanks." Claudia nodded.

She made eye contact with her oldest brother and quietly made it through the front door. 

"What's the woman that gave birth to us doing here?" Claudia asked Junior as she slipped on her Docs. 

"She wanted to make sure you got all of her Tupperware and Princess House ollas and casuelas from Calum's house." He shrugged. 

"You told her?" She whisper-yelled. 

"Obviously, mensa. Her and apá were confused why I was doing yet another road trip to San Francisco and doing a pit stop in LA. It was either her or dad." 

"Claudia, ¿no vas a saludar a tu madre?" Soni asked. 

"Hi mami!" She said, hugging her. 

"Hola mi vida." Her mom said, giving her an extra squeeze. "Why didn't you call me when you and Calum broke up?"

"Amá, what did we say on the drive over?" Junior reminded their mom.

"It's okay, Junior. I'm just not ready to talk about it." Claudia said. "Danny we'll be back en un rato."

"Tienes la key? We're going to Luke and Gia's for lunch." Danny asked her. "Call me if you need anything." 

Claudia nodded. She followed Junior and their mom out to the driveway and into her brother's truck. She texted Calum that she was on her way to his place. When they pulled up to his place she asked Junior and Soni to drop her off because she had to talk to Calum in private and wait for her in a cafe a few blocks down from his house. They were hesitant but agreed, telling her to call them when she was done. 

Claudia rang the doorbell and Calum answered right away. It took every fiber in her body not to run into his arms and beg for him back, but she couldn't. She respected herself a little more than she loved him. 

"Hey," he said, stepping aside to let her in. 

"Hi." She mumbled. 

They quietly made their way to the kitchen. Claudia took a seat on a stool while Calum sat across from her.

"Do you want something to drink or eat?" He offered her. 

"I'm good. Thank you though." She cleared her throat and pulled out a folder from her backpack. 

Duke trotted over and upped at her. He stood on his hind legs and pawed calf for attention. 

"Hi baby!" Claudia said, picking him up. "I missed you."

She hadn't seen the old pupper since she started her training in San Francisco. She watched him while Calum was on tour but when it was time for her to pack up their things for the move, Duke was taken to Calum's ex, the one that was with him at the time Duke was adopted. 

Claudia gave him a few more kisses and set him back down on the ground. She turned to Calum as she opened the folder. 

She took out a check and slid it across the counter. 

"Thanks to the brand deals and the money I get off Youtube, I have enough to pay you back for that semester at USC you paid when I started grad school. I added an extra ten grand to cover my expenses while I lived with you" She explained. Then she pulled out the paperwork for the house. "I talked to Miriam and she said I can stay at her place until I find a new apartment. So you can call your realtor to–"

"That's your house Claudia." Calum spoke up. "When I bought it, I signed it over to you." 

"Was this before or after your label told you to dump my ass?” She asked him. She continued without letting him respond. “I think what hurts the most is that you thought of ending things with me before even talking to me about it so we could have found a solution." Claudia said quietly. She wiped her face and sniffled. "We talked about starting a family… getting married."

“I wish I went about things differently. Maybe there’s a way for us to be together without my fans or the label knowing.” he said, reaching over for her hands but she pulled them away and crossed her arms.

“No. I respect myself just a bit more than I love you, Calum.” she scoffed. “My family and I went through so much shit when people found out I was with you. My dream school rescinded my grad school application because your fans circulated fake tweets. My dad almost lost his restaurant because your fans left bad reviews, the same thing happened with Danny. And you want to pretend to be broken up? Are you fucking serious?” 

Calum stayed quiet. He knew she was right, and she didn’t even mention the horrific tweets that were being said about her just because she was Mexican. The band as a whole had to make a statement and denounce any racist comments towards Claudia and her family. 

After a few seconds of silence she stood from her chair. “I, um, I’m gonna go pack up my things. Not to mention I want the videos we made back.” 

“You distrust me that much? You think I would think I would leak something so personal?" Calum asked her in an annoyed tone.

"Yeah, I do." Claudia said bluntly, getting up from her chair.

"It's not like you're just in them; I'm in them too." He pointed out. 

"But I have more to lose than you."

"I don't think it's fair."

Claudia turned and walked toward him. "You know what isn't fair. Trusting your partner of three years. Thinking he always had your best interests and that he would do what was best for your relationship. Only to find out that he was willing to throw away three fucking years with you just to appease his management." Her anger grew. She pointed at him. "I fucking trusted you! I gave myself to you! I did everything right to prove to you that I am loyal, that I fucking love you! You fucking ruined it! But you want to talk about how I'm being unfair because I want our videos back? You're a fucking piece of work."

Claudia stormed off to their once shared bedroom, but Calum stayed behind to let their emotions cool off for a bit. After a few minutes, he went to their bedroom. He found Claudia on the rug silently crying while holding a picture of them at a family party. Unsure on what to do, he just sat next to her. 

“Why couldn't you just be upfront with me, Cal?” Claudia asked. “We could have figured something else”

“I don’t know, but I want you to know that I didn’t want this,” he said quietly. “I’m so sorry I put you through this. You don’t deserve any of this.” 

“I know.” she nodded.

“Maybe we can try to work this out.”

“I need time to process everything. Maybe it’s good that we’re ending things. You have your tour and album to worry about. I have my job starting soon."

"Whatever you choose, I'll respect that. But for now I'll wait for you, Claudia." Calum pushed himself off the floor and went into their once shared closet. He pressed the code to his safe and grabbed the flash drives containing his and Claudia's sextapes. "Here."

"Thanks." She said, taking them and storing them in her bag.

"I'm gonna go to Ashton's while you finish up." He said. He leaned into the door frame and lingered. He cleared his throat. "Claudia…"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"I'll text you when I'm done." 

Calum nodded. He grabbed his things that he was going to need then got in his car. He sat there for a few seconds and decided to opt out of going to Ashton's and just wander around. 

He drove around for a long time like in the movies and shows where one character is in place doing one thing while everything around them changes. Time passed amd Calum didn't really pay attention to the road. He felt himself grow tired. All his emotions from the last few days fell into his shoulders. His eyes got heavy, making it harder for him to–

The car jolted, several cars honked, startling him. He gasped and clutched his chest. Calum sat up and looked at his surroundings. A huge weight lifted off his shoulder when he saw he wasn't driving.

"That car got in front of me without signaling." Claudia said shakily. "Did I wake you?"

"Yes, but thank fuck you did." Calum said, reaching for her hand. "I had a fucking nightmare."

"Did you have that one recurring nightmare where there's a global pandemic and you get me pregnant?" She asked, looking over shoulder to switch lanes.

"No, I had one where we broke up over some dumb shit management made me do." He told her.

"Ni nos mande Dios," she said, crossing herself. "Not to mention your new management loves me because I give y'all free promo when Luke and Michael make appearances in my reactions."

"Pull over." 

"Cal, there's no parking." 

"Claudia, please." 

She did as told. To their luck a Tesla pulled out of a parking spot, so Claudia quickly claimed it.

"Get out." He said. 

"Okay…" Claudia nodded with slight hesitation. 

She got out and went to him. Calum pulled her to his chest and tightly wrapped his arms around her. He buried his face into the crook of her neck. He let go and lovingly cupped her face. 

"I fucking love you, and I'm never letting you go." He said.

"I fucking love you, too." Claudia said. "And there's no way I'm gonna let you let me go. Fourteen year old me would beat my ass."

Calum laughed and kissed her. "I'm yours for as long as you want me."

"Lucky for you, I want you forever and ever."

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[talkfastromance4]

The Swan—Hockey!Cal

I highly recommend listening to this song while reading as it inspired it!

word count: 2.3k

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It’s been a long three weeks. Calum has been traveling for away games and he’s missed you something awful. He missed seeing you in the stands and giving him his pre-game kiss. He missed seeing you skate–videos on tiktok simply weren’t enough. He missed going to The JB and sharing a pile of fresh hot fries with you.

He missed you.

It’s been a long three weeks for you as well because you were practicing a new routine. Usually, new routines were an easy thing for you to get a handle on, but the song choice made it even more elegant than what you were used to. You started with ballet at a young age before you tried skating so the song choice brought out your inner ballerina. It was a composition of The Swan by Camille Saint-Saens and it was performed by Yo-Yo Ma.

You somehow had to incorporate some of the ballet positions mixed in with your skating and it was hard to do because the movements were similar in some ways and yet also very different. You were getting frustrated and feeling defeated and all you wanted was Calum. He always knew what to say to encourage you and keep you going.

It’s been a long three weeks for the both of you. 

When the team arrived at the rink on the bus it was nearing 9:30 and Calum was anxious to get inside and find you, he knew you’d be practicing while you waited for him to come home. He and Michael walked in together, he was anxious to see Crystal. 

As soon as they open the doors to the rink, soft, melancholy music echoes over the ice. Calum picks up his pace and smiles when he sees you arcing around the rink, your arms flowing up and down with the cello. Crystal is in the stands and comes rushing towards Michael who lifts and swings her in his arms. 

Calum stands in the space between the wall where the door is, he’s mesmerized by your fluidity on the ice. You spin so many times and reach for the heel of your skate but it slips and he can hear the sound of rage you make at yourself. You coast the rest of the way, shaking your head and then you look up and see him standing there. You halt to a stop staring at him.

His hair is hidden beneath a beanie you bought him and he has on the green Empathy hoodie you love so much, it makes him look extra cuddly and warm. Seeing him releases all of your emotions and you’re racing towards him, shavings of ice prick at your ankles but you don’t care. When you’re close enough, you leap yourself at him and he catches you easily, his cologne envelops you, his arms strong and warm around your waist.

“Hi Princess,” he sighs into your neck. 

“Hey Tiger,” you mumble into his neck. You breathe in deeply, you’ve missed the way he smells. The sweatshirts he’s left you don’t carry his cologne anymore. 

“I know you’re frustrated, but you looked amazing out there.”

“I keep messing up on that one part,” you sigh and the music stops. The chatter of the rest of the team echoes through the tunnels as they make their way to the locker rooms. 

“You’ll get it, I know you will,” he squeezed you and you both pulled away so you can get a proper look at each other. 

You squeeze his cheeks together and smile when his lips squish. You peck his puckered lips swiftly then notice the darkness under his eyes. 

“You look tired,” you frown. 

“Hard to sleep without you. I think we need a proper kiss, don’t ya think?” he cocks an eyebrow and leans in.

His kiss has you arching backwards, his hands firm on your waist, and his tongue warm as it slips between your lips. You straighten yourself back up and he lifts you off the ice, spinning around so you’re on the turf. 

“Hi,” he whispers when you both try to catch your breath.

“Hi,” you smile, rubbing away the sheen of your lipgloss from his bottom lip. 

“Did you want to practice more, or do you want to get out of here?”

“Let’s go,” you peck his lips.

***

Calum enters the rink to watch you practice your new routine, he was excited to see you do all of it since he caught the tail end of it the other night but also because of the way you described the movements you had to do. As he settled on the lowest bench, the calming sound of the piano and violin filled his ears as you followed along. Each time you spun, the bottom of your practice skirt would flounce up and Calum could see the strength in your legs with each kick and arch you did. 

He was so caught up in your motions he almost didn’t notice when you fell to the ice in a heap, your hand smacked the ice in anger. He started to stand in case you needed help but you were right back up and started the music from the very beginning.

This went on for another three times before you finally skated off the ice and gathered your things. He met you where you’re at, you practically ran him over as you huffed and bumped into him.

“What’s got you so frustrated about this routine?” he asks gently. 

“I’m combining two things at once, which you’d think would be easy since they’re so similar but it’s not. My mind is thinking of the ballet moves and my feet are doing the skating ones and somehow I’m getting them jumbled up. And I can’t grab my ankle at the right time, I’m always off. I just need this to be perfect because it’s one of my favorite songs and I have to show Patrick by Monday–”

“Okay, okay,” he grabs onto your shoulders carefully, “breathe. You’ll get this, I know you will. You’re one of the best skaters I know and you’re going to the Olympics next year, babe.”

“This might be the routine I do so now I’m even more stressed,” you hide your face in your hands.

“I’ve got an idea.”

***

“You plan on having me sweat my stress away?” you ask him as you walk into a gym.

“Not exactly,” he grins then heads towards the reception desk. “Hey Ash.”

“Hi Cal,” the man apparently named Ash says. He’s tall like Calum with curly blond hair, he’s got on a tank top and some black joggers, he’s putzing around on a tablet. When he spots you sidling up next to Calum, he grins. “You must be the infamous y/n.”

“Infamous?”

“This guy never shuts up about you,” Ash nods at Calum. 

“Really?” you turn to Calum who is purposely avoiding your gaze. 

“Can we use the pool?” Calum asks.

“It’s all set, no one will be allowed for two hours.”

“Thanks mate, I owe you one,” Cal knocks his knuckles on the counter top before taking your hand and leads you towards the back of the gym.

“We’re going swimming? Who was that?”

“Yes, and that’s Ashton. He owns the gym and teaches yoga and boxing, he’s a good friend of mine.”

“Oh…” you frown trying to think of why Calum would randomly bring you to a gym and go swimming when he knows you need to practice. “Why are we swimming?”

“To get you out of your head. There’s suits in the locker room and I’ll meet you out here,” he winks and walks into the men’s locker room. 

When you get inside you’re shocked at how nice the locker room is. There’s plush rugs and bath mats outside of the showers, nice lamps, and a whole array of a variety of swimsuits to choose from ranging in every size. There’s so many designs it takes you a while to choose until you finally pick a pretty pink one.

You’re a little self-conscious in it because Calum hasn’t really seen you completely naked yet. The memory of him eating you out on his kitchen table surfaces and you feel your cheeks warm at the thought. Still. He saw your lower half and while you skate as a sport you still have some insecurities about your body.

He’s sitting on one of the chairs with a towel around his neck.

“Find a suit? Let me see,” he smiles standing up.

You bite your lip and move the towel you’re holding against your body away so he can see it.

“Wow, that looks amazing on you, Princess,” his eyes glaze over your body and that increases your confidence.

“Thank you,” you smile sheepishly. You try to keep your eyes on his but it’s hard when he’s standing in front of you without a shirt on, muscles and tattoos on display. Tattoos you’ve never seen before. “I didn’t know you had more tattoos.”

“Huh? Oh, yeah,” he glances down at his chest. He tosses the towel to a chair. “Ready?”

The two of you swim a few laps and you have to admit, it feels nice to be weightless and float. You notice there are paintings up on the ceiling, some are stars, some are flowers or a pretty sunset in one corner. You wonder who painted it and immediately thought of Michelangelo painting the Sistine Chapel. 

As you were floating on your back, your head bumped into Calum’s chest and suddenly you’re staring up at him upside down. You twist right side up and he smiles.

“Better?”

“Much better,” you nod. “This was a good idea.”

“I have another one. Show me your routine,” he nods behind you.

“What?”

“Do your routine in the water.”

“How? The water’s going to create resistance and I can’t move that fast.”

“Exactly. If you can do it slowed down, maybe your head and feet will align with the ballet and skating. Come on, show me,” he tickles at your sides.

“Okay! Okay, I’ll do it!” you laugh pushing away from him. “I don’t have my music.”

“Shit, hang on,” he swims to the edge of the pool and pushes himself out of it. He dries his hands then brings out his phone connecting to the Wifi (he’d asked Ashton to make sure the bluetooth was on). The music started and he saw you come to attention. 

He sat down on the chair and watched you do the routine the best you could. You messed up a few times and he restarted the song before you could ask. By the third time, you were moving faster in the water, he loved when your fingers skimmed the top of the water because it created a pretty fan, almost like the wings of a swan. 

You finished perfectly on the end of the song then jumped and clapped your hands in excitement.

“Cal, I did it!” 

He jumps into the water, flicks his hair out of his face and captures you in his arms, you wrap around him like a vine.

“I knew you could,” he smiles kissing you. “You’re graceful and beautiful on everything, land, ice, water…space would be a cinch for you.”

“Doing a double axel on the moon would be pretty fun,” you nod and he laughs. “Thanks for helping me get out of my head.”

“My pleasure, Princess.”

He kisses you and kisses you until the two hours is up and you’re left with pruny fingers and toes and tingling lips.

***

It’s time for your routine at the competition, and Calum is sitting next to Patrick as they call your name. The lights go down and he sees you move to the center of the rink taking your starting position. There’s a pause then a spotlight shines on you and the way you look takes his breath away. 

You have a pretty headband of flowers and white feathers on, almost like a crown, and a sparkly white dress. The arms have feathers as well so you truly look like a swan.

The song starts and you begin. It’s not a long song by any means, but while Calum watches you he can’t believe how effortless you make it seem. The way you glide along the ice, and when you do your turns and jumps it actually looks like you’re about to take flight. You move slowly and gracefully but there’s so much power in the control you have of your body. 

Calum hears gasps of wonder and amazement as you perform all around him and he’s sure if he turned to look at everyone sitting around him they’d have the same look he does. But he won’t because he doesn’t want to miss a second of you. You do a final spin, your arms moving up and down in circular motions and then you step carefully with the song until you halt with your arms tucked around your head signifying the end of the song and the death of the swan.

There’s a hushed silence until the spotlight shuts off and then the whole arena is clapping and cheering loudly. Calum and Patrick stand to their feet and so does everybody else as you skate off  and wait for the next competitor to come out. 

They were the last one doing a song by Tchaikovsky, it was intense and in your face and Calum thought you were way better. 

“She’s going to win, right?” Calum asks when it’s time for medaling. “She nailed it.”

“There were a couple of minor mishaps,” Patrick says, “if I saw them then the judges did. But what’s important is that she made her marks, the presentation was exquisite and her spin was perfect.”

That gave Calum hope, he thinks Patrick is crazy in thinking there were minor mishaps but he might be a little biased. Just a little bit.

You ended up taking first place and you were crying on the platform as the medal was placed around your neck. Calum couldn’t wait to meet you and you leapt into his arms once you were close enough. 

“You had the whole room in awe,” he says into your neck. He squeezes you tightly. “I’m so proud of you, Princess.”

“I couldn’t have done it without you, Tiger.” 

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[kaiyatoast]

security blanket - calum hood

summary: calum comforts you during a storm

pairings: calum hood x gn!reader w/c: 484

"couldn't sleep?"

you turned and saw calum, your best friend, moving to sit beside you. you shook your head before turning to look out at the window, staring at the sky as rain fell and lightning flashed occasionally.

you felt his warmth next to you, so you unconsciously and automatically moved closer to him. he wrapped his arm around your waist as you leaned your head against his shoulder.

just his presence alone calmed you down. you were always afraid of the storm. the cracks of the lightning would keep you awake, flinching every time you heard it. you were still afraid of it, but lately, you started to look out of the window, preferring to actually see the lightning instead of just hearing it.

you thought that it would help you, since the last time you were with calum, you sat by the window and watched the lightning, and felt less afraid than you usually would.

but it didn't work this time. at least, not until he was next to you.

you wrapped your arms around his waist, feeling the knot in your chest loosen, and you could breathe more freely.

"i thought it would work this time," you started. "i thought staring out the window and looking at the lightning would help."

"but it didn't?"

"no," you shook your head. "i don't think it was why i felt less afraid last time."

you were still staring out the window, but you could feel him looking at you.

"it was you."

"me?"

"yes, you. looking at the lightning didn't help me. being beside you, being with you, was what helped me."

you sat up, turning to look at him, not surprised when you saw his face already staring back at you. you smiled softly at him, to which he returned, a smile equally as soft as yours.

"it's like you're my security blanket," you said and he chuckled softly. "i'm serious, calum. with you, i feel like i'm at home, like nothing can hurt me. like i do not need to worry about anything as long as i'm with you."

and this, felt like it was a turning point. saying what you have always known. that calum was your home, your comfort.

he released a soft breath, gazing into your eyes. "you are my home too, y/n."

you both didn't need to say the words, you both knew what the other meant, and knew that you both felt the same way.

you moved back to your original spot, his arms around your waist, but this time, his embrace felt warmer, like saying what you both felt had magnified the comfort you both brought to each other.

his other hand found yours, intertwining your fingers together while his lips touched the top of your head, pressing a soft kiss there.

you smiled, calum hood was, without a doubt, your security blanket and home.

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ㅤ ㅤ ✿ ; STAR OF THE NIGHT, ̽ ₊

calum hood ❣︎ model!oc

warnings ; mentions of toxic family relationships / abuse and eating disorders. swearing and probably alluding to sex / sexual innuendos, but i won’t write smut. ✧₊˚·

°.* ʚ he doesn’t know her name, but he knows she’s the star of the night. whether it was just to him, or the rest of the audience too. ɞ *.°

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[orangeinecstasy]

hi everyone! super sorry i haven’t posted in a while. school has been crazy and i have the worst case of writers block which has just taken away my ability to think of a good plot.

if you guys have any suggestions please let me know! my big two are inhaler and 5sos but i’m willing to do others.

hoping to come back to writing as soon as i can!!!

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[wineauntharry]

y’all

I’m looking at my old account where I used to write and it’s gas. I will repost most of it and start writing soon!! i love and miss it Imma add some tags just so y’all know where to find stuff that’s coming soon.

REQUESTS ARE OPENNNN (never written smut but i can try!)

who i write for:

all of 5sos

harry duh

joe burrow

jack harlow

shawn mendes

all of the cast of wednesday

and any one you request just might take longer to get to

any ladies :) (wlw)

tysm i love each and everyone of u even if ur not here yet :)

- xx naomi

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[indianamgc11]

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[grxcisxhy-wp]

c.h. | you don't go to parties

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pairing ; calum hood x reader

requested ; no

summary ; we've all heard the song i think you get it

warnings ! secret relationship, mention of alcohol and drug consumption, no happy ending

word count ; 937

a/n ; been awhile! sorry about that but i've had this concept in my head for a bit. i'm sure someone else has already done this, but i'm a sucker for angst so i figured i'd write some. enjoy!

Five years. That's a long time to being loving someone. A time where you give your all to that person. A time where you plan a future. A time where you share dreams and goals, even create some together. And all the time together only makes it hurt more when it's over.

Calum is a private guy, much more reserved than the other boys in the band. That's how he managed to keep your relationship under lock and key for so long. Cozy days in with him and Duke were the go to. The only time you two would be seen together was at parties when it was easy to blame the fact of Calum being with a girl on all the alcohol and/or drugs consumed that night.

It was easier when Calum was gone on tour or writing trips. Easier to forget all the pain the hiding brought you. You had wanted to tell the world, but Calum made it clear that wasn't his intention any time soon. He told you it was to protect you from all the negative attention that would inevitably come your way. You weren't sure you believed that anymore.

And so you brought it up one night.

"Cal," you whispered softly. So softly that if the two of you were doing anything but sitting on his couch in silence he wouldn't have heard it.

He responded with your name and when you stayed silent for a little too long he got worried, asking, "What's wrong, love?"

"I'm tired of quiet nights at home and parties," you admitted with a sigh. "I'm tired of no one knowing we're together."

"I told you, I'm trying to protect you," he reminded you. "Besides the people who matter know. Isn't that enough?"

"I don't know anymore." You pushed yourself away from him, turning to look into his eyes. "I just know I feel terrible hiding this. Us. So terrible that I can't sleep some nights."

"Why are you bringing this up now?" Calum asked. "I thought things were good. That you were happy with it being just us."

"I am happy," you reaffirmed. "I'm just... I could be happier."

"Can't we just talk about this later? Let's not ruin a good night."

"Sure."

But the pit in your stomach didn't go away as Calum pulled you into his chest again. And that was only the beginning of all the arguments. The beginning of the end.

"I'm tired, Calum," you shouted over the bed at him. The exhaustion was clear on your face. "Can we just go to bed and talk about this in the morning?"

"No. I want to talk now."

"That's a first," you mumbled.

"What was that?" Calum said, glaring at you accusingly.

"Nothing, just that you're the one usually putting this conversation off, and I'm the one continuously begging you to have it. What changed?"

"You! You changed!" Calum shouted. "You're giving up."

"Well, I've accepted the fact that I'm clearly not winning this argument," you admitted. "You don't want to be seen with me and that's fine. But you couldn't have expected I'd be quiet about it forever."

"Not forever," Calum said. "Just until I'm ready."

"And when will that be?"

The silence gave you your answer.

"I'm sick and tired, Calum," you repeated. "I can't deal with this. I won't be a secret anymore."

"What are you saying?" Calum asked, though he was sure he already knew.

"I'm saying I'm done," you said firmly, looking him straight in the eye. "I don't even want to stay one more night here. It makes me feel filthy being your secret. Like you could never want to be seen with me."

Calum says your name, enough love in the way he says it that it only hurts more than helps. "That's not true and you know it."

"No, I don't. Because it hasn't felt that way in a long time." You begin to collect your things, staying true to your word about leaving tonight. "I'll be back for the rest of my things later this week."

The way he says your name now is pleading. "Don't go. We can talk-"

"I'm tired of talking," you say, your tone truly exhausted. "Just let me go. Make this easy for once."

And he let you.

The next time Calum saw you was months later. Or at least he thought it was you.

He had been going to parties and getting all kinds of fucked up ever since you left. He had hoped you guys could talk when you got the rest of your things from his house, but you had sent a friend instead. One who had clearly been in the loop and did nothing but glare at him the whole time.

Since then he was drinking all day and all night at any houseparty he could find, drinking again the next day as some sort of hangover cure. It worked for awhile. Let him forget.

Until he thought he saw a glimpse of your face at a party he was hosting. He had been well past drunk and someone had given him some pill he couldn't remember the name of but he swore it had been you. Your hair, your eyes, your smile.

He stumbled off the couch after you, but you had been lost in the sea of people already. For the remainder of the party he went around trying to find you, asking people if they'd seen you, telling them all that had gone down between you including the good, the bad, and the ugly.

He never found you.

'Cause you don't go to parties anymore.

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[hoodharlow]

Spin Me

AN: just an idea me and @hemmohoran were discussing from a video Cal posted with his gf (also please don't send me asks about her ty)

Requested? Me and Mac 🤭

Warnings: sassy Nico

Word Count: <1000 words

Nico was bored out of her mind. Ethan, Max and baby Rory had gone back with their moms and godmother to LA leaving her without anyone to play with. She didn't even want to watch Encanto. She was even down to play with Ashton but he was out getting a coffee run.

"No Encanto?" Calum asked when he saw the band's iPad off.

"No," she sighed, resting her head on her chin.

"Snack?" He offered her some veggie straws.

Nico simply shook her head. She pushed herself up and went to sit on Calum. She couldn't get comfortable so she moved behind him and plopped herself on his back, hugging his neck.

"Wanna go see the stage?"

"Okay." Nico nodded.

Calum saw that she wasn't wearing her velcro Vans, so he just secured her on his back. Nico was going through the phase where he had to wrestle her to put on her shows. When they reached the stage, she pointed at the Luke's mic.

"I sing?" She said.

"Yeah, as long as you don't sing Pea-"

"Peaches, Peaches," she cut him off, singing the onesong he didn't want. "Peaches, Peaches, Peaches. Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches. I love you, oh. Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches, Peaches. I love you, oh."

"Clap." She told him when she finished singing three renditions of the chorus.

"I can't clap because I'll drop you." Calum told her.

"Spin me."

Her dad rolled his eyes and moved towarsa the center where there weren't any cable for him to trip on. He spin slowly, but fast enough that Nico held on tighter. She let out a few nervous giggles then she squealed.

"Faster Calum." She giggled

"Who are you calling Calum?" He frowned dramatically.

"You." She giggled. "Spin me deedee."

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[talkfastromance4]

Made to be Mine—hockey!cal Valentine’s Day special

authors note: welcome Duke! In this universe Duke is a puppy😊

Warnings: allusion to smut, more like foreplay, other than that just some fluffiness

Word count: 2.3k

Feedback is always welcome!

•••

Whether it was fate or luck you and Calum were both free on Valentine’s Day. You spent the night before at his house staying up watching rom-com’s and The Greatest Showman until you both fell asleep in front of the tv.

“Want to go get breakfast at this diner I know? They have the best pancakes,” he grins at you with sleepy brown eyes.

“Sure, I should probably head home and shower first.”

“I think that can be arranged.”

You gather your things together while he takes a shower of his own, you’re scrolling through Instagram liking all of the cute Valentine’s Day posts that are already flooding in. You came across Ashton, the guy who owns the gym, who posted a picture of a large piece of paper with splotches and smears of two different paint colors; red and blue with some purple mixed in. Two handprints are placed next to each other with a drawn heart between them and he tagged a girl on one of the handprints.

‘You make the masterpiece out of my mess,’ he captioned it and you liked it. You’ll have to ask Calum if he’s got a girlfriend later.

“Ready to go?” Calum asks tousling his hair with a towel, there’s a few wet stains on his t-shirt from his hair.

“All set.”

***

“Can you make some coffee while I shower?” You ask him once you’re at your apartment.

“Sure thing, Princess,” he smiles and kisses your cheek.

You shower as quickly as you can but also make sure to take some time to shave in areas you like to be smooth. You’re hoping tonight will be the night you and Calum will have sex for the first time, it’s been going great so far and you’re ready for that next step. You apply lotion so you’re silky smooth and finish getting ready.

When you open the bathroom door to your room, you let out a gasp at what’s on your bed. There is a teddy bear with a red bow around his neck holding up a large poster board that says ‘WILL YOU BE MY VALENTINE?’ and a bunch of balloons. Calum is sitting on the bed with a single rose and a bashful smile.

“Did you do all of this while I was in there?” you ask in amazement.

“I made the sign a few days ago, but yeah, this was all hiding in my jeep. Do I get an answer?” he arches his eyebrows, twiddling the rose between his fingers.

“Of course I’ll be your Valentine,” you gush and sit on his lap. You cradle his cheeks in your hands and give him multiple kisses. “This is so sweet, thank you.”

“You’re welcome, but the day has just begun, Princess.”

At the diner they’re having a Valentine’s Day special with heart shaped pancakes and a bowl of strawberries with dipping chocolate.

“What else do you have planned for the day?” you ask stabbing at a piece of pancake.

“I thought we’d go see a movie and then there’s a surprise,” his eyes gleamed with mischief and excitement.

“Ooh, a surprise? Do I get a hint?”

“Absolutely not, that’s why it’s a surprise.”

After breakfast, you wander up and down the aisles of a convenient store picking out your favorite candies to bring to the movies. You strategically place your goodies in your purse so it’ll be undetected. The theater is playing ‘Valentine's Day’ and for the first half you eat your snacks and laugh along with the movie.

For the second half, Calum moved the armrest up so it was easier to kiss you. It started off innocent, with his lips lingering a little bit longer each time and then his hands were on your waist while yours were in his hair. You were making out like lovesick teenagers and you couldn’t get enough of his sweet, warm lips.

“Princess…” he mumbles when you trail your lips along his cheek and jaw, his hand is hot on your skin under your shirt. “The movie’s over…I have to take you to the next place for the surprise.”

“Can’t it wait?” you whisper and nibble on his ear lobe.

“No, baby,” he smiles, “I promise we’ll continue this later.”

“Fine,” you sigh and pull away from his warm neck. He chuckles and rubs at your bottom lip.

The surprise turns out to be an animal shelter and there’s red balloons sticking to the front door when you walk in. The sounds of dogs and cats welcome you as you walk in the doors and a middle-aged woman with a clipboard and pink scrubs walks up. She has on a headband with hearts that wiggle when she moves her head.

“Hello! You must be my four o’clock, are you Mr. Hood?”

“I am, and this is my girlfriend, y/n,” he introduces and your heart swells. That’s the first time he’s called you that since you started dating.

“Follow me.”

It doesn’t hit you until you’re in front of a row of dogs in kennels that you realize you’ll be picking out a dog with Calum. Your heart races, he really wants to get a dog with you? When he’s only just called you his girlfriend and you haven’t even slept together yet?

“Cal…”

“I want you to meet the little guy I’m adopting today,” he says squeezing your hand. “I filled out all the paperwork and I thought it’d be fun if we went shopping for him together.”

“Really?” you relax at the notion that he’s already adopted the dog. It alleviates some pressure from you and you find the act very endearing. “I’d love to meet him.”

“He’s right down here,” the woman says and you follow her to the back of the room.

Every dog you pass you want to adopt because they’re so cute but then you come in front of a kennel with a small dog sitting pleasantly. He’s multicolored in tans, browns and blacks with the cutest little face you’ve ever seen. At the sight of you and Calum, his tail thumps lightly on the ground.

The kennel door is opened up and the two of you enter the room, the little dog backing up a little but with his nose out sniffing you. You kneel on the ground holding out your hand, and the dog waddles up hesitantly.

“This is Duke,” Calum says holding out his own hand. Duke’s ears perk at the sound of Calum’s voice, sniffs at his fingers but continues checking you out.

“Hi Duke,” you coo, “you’re such a handsome boy, yeah?”

Duke’s nose is cold against your fingers, then he gives you a tentative lick with his tongue. He nuzzles his nose into your palm then crawls easily into your lap, his tail thumps against your legs.

“He likes me!”

“I knew he would,” Calum is staring at you and the way you cuddle into Duke’s neck.

You hold Duke in your arms while Calum signs the proper paperwork and pays for Duke. As you’re walking out of the building, Calum snaps a picture of you holding Duke in your arms back

to the jeep. Duke settles into your lap comfortably on the drive to the pet store. Duke is safe in your arms as you go up and down the aisles gathering food, bowls, a bed, treats, and some toys for Duke.

“I might just steal him from you, Tiger,” you giggle rubbing at Duke’s soft belly back in the car.

“You can steal him when I’m playing away games,” he grins.

“Really? Oh that’d be so fun, we’ll have the best sleepovers. You’ll sleep right under my covers, Dukey-poo.”

“Dukey-poo?” Calum snorts at the nickname.

“Yes! That is what I will call him,” you say smugly.

You and Calum follow Duke around the house as he explores and smells everything, your phones poised at his every move. He was a very photogenic pup and after his exploration, he found his doggy bed and plopped right in the middle of it. He was asleep in moments.

“I’m going to be here all the time to see him,” you tell Calum when you move into his kitchen.

“That was my whole plan, Princess. Let’s make dinner.”

You make a simple meal of pasta with a salad and share a bottle of wine. Midway through dinner, Calum takes Duke outside then feeds him some of his own food. After doing the dishes and watching a movie while also playing with Duke and his toys then notice it’s getting a little late.

“I’m going to take him out one more time, wait for me in bed?” he asks with a gleam in his eye.

“Okay,” you smile, feeling your stomach flip at his words and the meaning beneath them. He heads outside with Duke and you run to his room cursing yourself for not buying some kind of sexy lingerie or something.

You scan his room quickly, as if a sexy outfit would appear out of thin air just because you’re thinking hard enough about it. But life isn’t a wish granting factory so you settle for his old jersey and nothing else underneath. You try a few positions on the bed but you just feel awkward posing so you kneel with your hands in your lap. Your heart is racing as you wait for Calum.

You hear the door open and close, then Calum’s soft voice as he talks softly to Duke. You take a deep breath and wait.

“I think I’ll keep him in the kitchen to sleep, see how he does. What do you think–woah.” He’s blinking at you slowly and you rise up on your knees a little, grinning at him.

“I don’t have any kind of lingerie or something, so I thought this would suffice for now,” you twist your fingers together nervously.

“You don’t need the lingerie, Princess,” he shakes his head and then you’re horizontal on his bed with him on top of you. He groans when he feels your bare skin under his jersey, his hands hot and heavy as he explores you. “You’re plenty sexy on your own.”

You squeal in giggles as he starts to suck on your neck, the space right below your ear that has you squirming underneath him. Your giggles turn into heavy breathing when his fingers spread open your legs and tease your slit.

“Cal…” you arch into his touch, willing him to place a finger inside. He hums against you and you squeeze at his wide bicep. Then you hear a faint cry. “Is that Duke?”

“He’s fine,” he mumbles and moves his body down yours. He tugs the jersey up exposing your breasts to him.

“But he–ohh,” you sigh when his mouth closes around your nipple. His teeth graze the raised nub sending shivers through your whole body. The tip of his finger teases inside your entrance in the slightest yet most enticing way ever.

Your body is electric with his touch, craving him to be everywhere all at once. When he’s done giving your breasts attention, he drags his hot mouth down your stomach. His fingers tickle over your thighs bringing them up around his head, his breath hot on your core.

Before he can continue, there’s a loud yelping cry coming from the kitchen and a sad howl from Duke.

“Cal, wait–Duke’s all alone,” you shake him off you. He sighs against your thighs, staring up at you with those brown eyes you love so much. “You should go get him, he’s scared.”

“But–” he’s interrupted by another loud cry. He sighs, nods, kisses your bare leg and slides off the bed. He hops from side to side adjusting himself in his sweats and that gives you a bit of an ego boost.

You slip on a pair of underwear and try to calm your racing heart from what was about to happen. Calum comes in with Duke in his arms, Duke is licking at Calum’s chin.

“See, look how happy he is,” you smile reaching for Duke.

He leaps onto the bed and crawls onto your lap, his tail wagging happily.

“You’re supposed to be my wingman, Duke,” Calum shakes his head and crawls onto the bed with you.

“You got me without him,” you remind him.

“Yeah, but now I lost you with him,” he laughs rubbing at the dog’s ears.

“No, that’s silly, Cal. You’ll always be my Tiger,” you smile and lean over to give him a kiss. “Happy Valentine’s Day. I’ll make sure to make it up to you with my gift.”

“What’s your gift?”

“Let’s say it comes wrapped in tiny little red bows and lace.”

Calum groans and falls dramatically on his back. Duke crawls off your lap and onto Calum’s chest, sniffing at him to make sure he’s okay.

“See, he loves you too,” you laugh laying down next to Calum.

Calum watches you and Duke sleeping peacefully together an hour later. He snaps a picture and then goes onto Instagram. He likes Ashton’s post vaguely remembering a conversation he had where Ashton described his Valentine’s Day plans of ‘sexy painting.’ Now he sees what he means and wonders if you’d be into something like that.

He was really hoping tonight would be the night you’d sleep together. He really cares about you and wants to show you how much, in fact, he knows he’s in love with you but he doesn’t want to say it too soon and freak you out. It’s only been a couple months after all.

He sighs and makes his own post for Valentine’s Day showcasing the bear and balloons he made for you, the picture of you walking with Duke in your arms, the one you took of him and Duke and a few more of just Duke.

‘Made to be mine. A very special day with my girl and new boy Duke.’

He tagged you and posted it then snuggled against you and Duke, giving you a goodnight kiss. This was the first Valentine’s Day he’s spent it with someone he wants to spend all of his Valentine’s Days with.

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[smuttyaf]

5sos Masterlist

✰ - most popular | ★ - series | 𐙚 - my personal favourites

hii! i no longer write for them anymore but these are all my oneshots and edits. they are veryyy old and definitely show cases my writing progression! (lol)

i apologize for any misuse of words, punction and grammar

𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐮𝐦 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝

how did you? | wc; 1k

calum sneaks into your room. fluff.

i'll be good | 3k

calum cheats on you, yet you keep running back. | part 2 | part 3 |

complete | 2k

calum is your body guard, you both are in a secret relationship because you are model but also a royal princess. | part 2 |

reflecting | 1k

calum and you make a trip to the bathroom.

secrets | 2k

calum eavesdrop on your conversation.

change your mind | 5k ✰

calum is the typical fratboy who wants to change your mind about him.

worked up | 1k

calum helps you relax after focusing on school too much.

fast learner | 3k 𐙚 ✰

you give calum head for the first time.

interruption | 2k 𐙚 ✰

you’re the wife of calum hood who is one the leaders of a mafia ring. | part 2 |

future | 4k 𐙚

calum’s life with y/n as a woc.

shameless | 3.7k 𐙚

calum wants someone to walk in.

vacation | 9.2k

your mom sends you off on vacation where you meet calum.

southside serpent | 5.8k 𐙚

calum invites himself over so you can help him study.

𝐥𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

enamoured | incomplete ★

in an alternate universe, luke buys aurora palvin and falls in love with her.

i'm sorry | 2k

luke makes it up to you after coming home late.

help | 3k ✰

in luke’s pov, he tutors y/n who was plotting all along.

angel | 4k

in luke’s pov, he falls for his new neighbour.

diamonds & gold | 3k

in luke’s pov, he’s protects y/n from the guy harassing her in school.

lolita | 3k ✰

in luke’s pov, he lets his step-sister give him a blowjob.

daddy's good girl | 3k

you disobey luke.

space | 3k

luke helping you study for science.

french study session | 5k 𐙚 ✰

you fail your french test and luke offers to correct were you went wrong.

the seven deadly sins: lust | 3.7k

overly religious luke meets you.

mr. hemmings | 5.5k ✰

you fall in love with your neighbour. | part 2 | part 3 |

southside serpent | 5.3k ✰

luke won’t stop bothering you.

heaven sent | 5.1k

you don’t want luke to leave. cmbrn inspired.

𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐧

my little gift | 2k

ashton unwraps you in front of the fireplace.

silent | 3k 𐙚

ashton makes you wear a remote vibrator during class.

office escapades | 3k 𐙚

ashton admits he has feelings for his coworker. gymteacher!ash

southside serpent | 4.8k 𐙚

ashton is your childhood bestfriend who always had a thing for you.

𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝

confused | 2k

michael falls in love with you, but you only know french.

your day | 548

michael eats you out for your birthday.

unusual friendship | 3.4k

you want to try something new with your friend.

forbidden love | 4k

demigod!michael is in a relationship with you.

𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

he finds out you slept with another band member. | part 2 |

𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬

appreciation post ( this is so bad lmfao )

au; cal & his girlfriend

au; college cal

au; ceo luke

wink ( this is really terrible too )

why don't you? 𐙚

#5sos smut #calum hood smut #luke hemmings smut #ashton irwin smut #michael clifford smut

[nimrats]

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annalise finn, commonly known as elsie finn was born to an english family on the 12 august 1999. she is an accredited model and actress, signing with haven management after leaving school early at the age of 14. finn won model of the year at the british fashion awards in 2016, and has been nominated for multiple awards involving her acting career. ‧₊ ✿ °.*

MODELLING INFORMATION …

height ; 5 ft 4 inches

hair color ; dark brown

eye color ; brown

faceclaim ; princesselsiii

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