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she-fearless · 1 month
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THE 5SOS SHOW
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uservalentine · 2 years
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5SOS | Tomorrow. 9am PT.
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edge-oftheworld · 24 days
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no but sugar coated pain is such a good line why did it take me six years to actually hear it
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merry-the-cookie · 1 year
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take off your mask this halloween if you dare… but you might find there are monsters hiding among men 🐺👻🧛🏻
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littledrummerangie · 3 months
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I cannot find the post where someone said that "you don't go to parties is basically about themselves because they are looking for themselves at the party and that old version of them no longer exists" or something along those line. (so if you can find me that post please send it my way so I can link it correctly, thanks. Thank you Rema @whentherosesbl00m for the link 🥰)
Cause listen; I was out walking, listening to the album and ydgtp came on and you know I love a good music video concept, so:
they are doing karaoke, and it's the song they choose
you can see Calum singing on stage, the party around him, but then it switches to him walking around the house, people around him either in slow motion or at normal speed as they are partying, but as you take another look you see that basically they are actual him and they guys in different party settings doing crazy stuff, almost like a living flashback
there are cuts to the others during the chorus, all singing on the little stage, their own flashbacks playing out
obviously there need to be a section with the 5am + couch line, which I think would be perfect with like Calum sitting on the couch, singing the last "now it's 5am..." part as he looks at an old (=younger) version of himself being on stage, absolutely lost in singing karaoke; bit melancholy and sad
and like the very last shut is him in the bathroom, the title of the song written on the mirror with a lipstick or those white markers Ashton likes using; he looks in the mirror at himself, kinda telling himself that "cause you don't go to parties anymore", before opening the door and going back outside, kinda like those "introvert hides in the bathroom for a moment to take a breath" moments
like it sounds a like a mess, but this was kinda the concept in my head???
alright, thanks for indulging me for a moment! bye.
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satellitesunset · 1 year
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with an angel's skin and a human's flaws || for @sunfleursky
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plushyluke · 1 year
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“looks like superbloom merch”
“it didn’t even fit him right. it hung clumsily on his broad shoulders and melted like wet cement all along his curvy hips and cushy little tummy. the black almost looked devilish on his angel skin. and the bright orange made his blue eyes glow in an angelic aura when they shot up to meet ashton’s.” (or: luke steals ashton’s superbloom t-shirt. ashton f*cks him in it…)
rating: e
tw: smut, slight d*ddy k*nk, language (see ao3 tags for full warnings pls)
word count: 2,197
realverse • lashton • complete • pwp • one shot
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honeyedlashton · 1 year
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Snow In Love
7.5k Lashton oneshot by @plushyluke on AO3
“Maybe we choose to be oblivious,” Luke’s voice dropped to a whisper.
“Oblivious?”
“We don’t see how vibrant stars really are. Until—and not to be too cheesy, but—until they burn out.”
“Luke Hemmings, I love that you only share your unique mind with people who are worthy. You think I’m worthy, right?”
“You’re the worthiest.”
A shift stirred in the nighttime silence, and Ashton embraced Luke’s waist. It was a side-hug, but it was soft and comfortable. They held each other as they kept reflective eyes at the endless sea of misunderstood diamonds.
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writersdare · 1 year
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Give Me Attention | Ashton Irwin
Pairing: Ashton Irwin x Reader (she/her)
Summary: Ashton and Y/N had been friends for a while. However, everything changed once she found out an unpleasant secret he thought to hide from her.
Warning: angsty, an intimate moment, a bit of cursing and mentioning of alcohol
Word Count: 2 947
Requested: yes
Author’s Note: This one was actually hard! I've been working on this one for quite a bit, and really hope you'll like the story. I'm still not sure about the whole concept, but I like to try new ideas, so I don't regret choosing this path. If you watched a film "Matthias & Maxime", you'll maybe recognise one scene from there. Besides phrases from the requested prompt list I also used another, quite a known one. Enjoy and let me know your thoughts! Thank you for your patience on this one ♡
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Friday was supposed to be for parties or at least for something fun. However, Y/N had her own meaning of fun, and Ashton did not exactly like it.
“You do realise I’m not a plumber?” the guy was lying on a floor, head inside a kitchen counter, where pipes of a sink were. 
“I believe in you,” Y/N smiled, changing a wet towel to a dry one. “Besides, you’re almost done, don’t complain,” she giggled and stepped back, taking a moment to appreciate Ashton’s naked back. “You’re so sweaty.”
“Oh yeah?” he mumbled, puffing loudly, while he was trying to screw the pipe. “Next time you’ll clean it yourself and I’ll look at you.”
Y/N bit her bottom lip, but couldn’t hold a giggle again. The guy was slightly mad and salty, she knew, though, he was just tired. It was a late evening, and Ashton was her lifesaver, as no one agreed to drive at such time and fix the pipe. It wasn’t even a big deal, it just clogged up! Well, perhaps, “just” was a wrong word, as Ash had a hell of a night. A drummer of one of the most popular bands in the world was cleaning a freaking sink…
“You’re the best, Ash,” Y/N said, smiling, and filled a kettle with water before heating it on a stove.
“Hell yeah, I am,” Ash chuckled and carefully stood up, being on all fours at first, as he was afraid to hit his head. That would be a dramatic end of the night, truly. “It should work now,” he sighed and turned on a faucet. The water flowed down easily and finally didn’t end up on the floor. 
“Thank you so much! Really! I’d hug you, but—“
“I’m sweaty, yeah, I got it,” Ash smirked and took his own white shirt on a chair to wipe his body a bit. “I’m gonna take a shower, alright? You better get me something stronger than tea,” he warned, seeing two cups on a table.
“Alright,” the girl chuckled and stood up to check if she had something on a shelf.  
Y/N and Ashton knew each other for a while. In fact, she was a good friend of all four guys from the band. Ash lived closer to her place, so it was rather natural to spend evenings together occasionally. 
Rather quickly the girl reconciled with her romantic feelings towards Ashton. They were just there, for him, it was stupid to deny. However, Ash always treated her like a friend, and Y/N didn’t even dare to make a step or give a little hint. It wasn’t like she suffered from low self-esteem; no, that was in the past. The girl just preferred to call herself a realist. Ashton and Y/N were as if from different worlds. His working schedule was a total mess, his relationships were, maybe, even crazier. Y/N knew if something more had ever happened to them, she could not stand unseriousness. The feelings were too strong, and they’d grow stronger, if they were a thing. It was just smarter to have Ash as a friend to avoid a risk of loosing him eventually.
“Feeling better?” she smiled, when Ashton came back to the kitchen. He wasn’t wearing a t-shirt, and drops of water were still noticeable on his chest. “How is this disease called? When a person leaves a shower without a proper use of a towel?” Y/N smirked, trying not to stare at Ash too much.
“Oh, c’mon, are you shy?” the musician chuckled, and she hated, when he was getting a bit spicy with her.
Y/N only grinned and gave Ashton a glass of Martini, when he set down next to her.
“Well-deserved,” the girl joked.
“Thank you. And yes, I’m feeling better. But do you know how I’d feel even better? If you didn’t call me in the middle of the night to fix your pipe.”
Y/N rolled the eyes, and the guy giggled, quickly leaving a kiss on the cheek. Ash smelled like her showering gel; slight alcohol notes hit the nose, too.
“I’m only joking. You know you can call me any time,” he smiled.
“It’s not that late anyway,” Y/N mumbled, but grinned back. They enjoyed teasing each other, no one was offended there. However, when Ashton’s phone ringed, the girl got slightly upset. Who could call him at twelve p.m.?
“Oh, sorry, I gotta take this,” Ash stood up. “It’s Cassy, I’ll be in a minute.”
“Cassy? Not sure if I know who it is.”
“My girlfriend,” the guy said it so easily as if he just announced the weather forecast for tomorrow. “Oh, shit, I forgot! I met her in a bar a week ago, didn’t I tell you? I’ll be back,” Ash rushed up to the living room.
Y/N’s heart dropped, and a smile was wiped from her face completely. A girlfriend then? Who he met just a week ago? That was new. At that moment the girl started to feel uncomfortable for asking him to come over to help. Perhaps, she wasn’t allowed to do so any longer, as he was in damn relationship. And what kind of friends they were, if Ashton didn’t even tell her such news?
“Sorry,” Ash smiled, coming back to the kitchen quite quickly. “Are you alright?”
“Yeah,” Y/N smiled back, making a sip from her glass. “Listen, I didn’t know you were dating someone, I’m sorry I called you–“
“What? No-no, what are you talking about?” he outraged softly. “I told you, you can call whenever you need me.”
“I don’t think it’s right anymore, you have a girlfriend, Ash, you shouldn’t be at my place,” she shook a head, struggling to hide how upset she was. Well, the girl tried, but all her strength was as if drained by the recent news.
“Y/N, we are friends,” Ashton stared at her eyes with his grass green. The phrase was so simple, and yet it hurt so much. The truth was painful. “So, it doesn’t matter. I still can come over and can stay at your place tonight,” he smiled cheerfully, but the girl shook a head again.
“No, I think you should spend the night at your place. It’s not that far from here anyway,” the girl whispered and emptied her glass.
Maybe she wasn’t right. Maybe it was stupid to behave like that and demand Ashton to come back to his place. Y/N wasn’t exactly sad he got a girlfriend – after all, that happened before, too – she was just upset Ash didn’t tell her right away. It seemed he didn’t even plan to. If not the call, who knew for how long the girl would stay oblivious? 
"You can’t skip my birthday party, Y/N," Calum mumbled, sitting on a couch in a music studio the other day. Y/N was sitting next to him, resting a head on a back of the couch. When the girl confessed that she probably wouldn’t be able to attend the party, Cal didn’t even look surprised – it was just out of discussion, she was coming. So, the musician kept his eyes on a phone screen, trying to complete a level in some silly game. "What’s the matter anyway? You don’t want to get me a present, do you?" he chuckled, joking. 
"It’s not that," Y/N sighed and turned her head towards the friend. Ashton wasn’t in the studio that day, and being honest, it was for the best, as their relationship wasn’t great since the guy announced he had a girlfriend. They didn’t talk about it, pretended they were fine, but hung out less – never alone, only with the rest of the band. It was hard to tell what was in Ashton’s mind, and why he just couldn’t tell the truth from the beginning. It had been three weeks, and they still didn’t figure it out. Y/N felt extremely stupid, she needed to let the things go, it wasn’t a big deal anyway. She just couldn’t understand why it still bothered her so much. And was his new girlfriend that special that he didn’t want to introduce to her? It was ridiculous.
"What is it then?" Calum stayed calm, his voice sounded even slightly indifferent, however, Y/N knew he cared. 
The girl hesitated, feeling rather unsure if she needed to raise that topic. Although she was the one who started it, saying she wouldn’t be at Calum’s party, so perhaps, there was no way out.
"Is Ashton’s girlfriend gonna be there?"
"Why would she be there?" Cal finally put the phone away. He was quite amused by the question.
"Well, cause she’s his girlfriend," Y/N chuckled, finding his answer quite annoying.
Calum turned his full body towards the girl and stared at her.
"Wait… He didn’t tell you? They have a contract, it’s a PR relationship."
"What?…" Y/N gasped. When did they end up in that stage of their friendship where Ash stopped telling her anything about his life? The girl felt ashamed. She certainly didn’t enjoy looking stupid in front of Cal, however, the guy knew much more than both of his delusional friends did. 
After being angry for a while, Y/N came to conclusion that she needed to stop thinking about Ashton that much. Clearly, he didn’t care about her or their friendship anymore, so why should she? It all felt quite childish, but the girl was sure that the main kid in their situation was Ash. Even when it was her, who ended up dancing with different guys up all night at Calum’s birthday party, ignoring the friend completely.
"She drives me insane," he growled, staring at Y/N, who was cuddling a random dude and moving her hips to the tempo of music. How wasn’t she still tired?
"To be fair, you did lie about your relationship," Calum chuckled, glancing at the mutual friend and making a sip from his glass.
"I had my reasons," Ash mumbled annoyingly, not being able to take the eyes off her even for a slight second.
"And she has her own," Michael commented, resting a hand on the friend’s shoulder. However, Ash shook it off rashly and hurried up to approach Y/N, when noticed the "dude’s" palm going down her waist.
"Don’t do anything stupid!" Luke begged, but Ashton didn’t hear him.
"Hey, Y/N, I need to talk to you," his whole body was tense. The musician wasn’t looking at the guy and was only staring at Y/N’s eyes.
"We kinda busy, man," the stranger made a step forward, and Ashton placed the hand on his chest quickly, pushing the cause of his bad mood aside. Ash grabbed Y/N’s wrist gently, but persistently, and pulled her from one room to another, where no one could bother them. 
Calum moved to that apartment just recently, so some places were still on renovation, just like the guest room they appeared in. It was almost empty except for few old closets and kitchen counters, which, apparently, were left by the previous owners. It smelled like dust and damp, nothing pleasant. 
"What the hell?" Y/N outraged, once Ashton shut the door behind them. "I was having a good time!"
"Yeah? Well, I had a shitty time!" the guy snapped at her and touched his face with a palm, standing in front of Y/N. "Shit, I… What the hell is going on, really? You’re ignoring me, hanging out with some pricks instead!"
"You don’t answer my questions, why should I answer yours?!" 
"I got jealous, alright?!" Ash spilled out before thinking, and his voice became softer immediately. "And I know, I’m not allowed to be jealous, you aren’t even mine."
The phrase was absurd to Y/N. Wasn’t he the one who had a girlfriend? It didn’t already matter if it was a fake one. The girl set on a counter that was covered with some plastic tape, and shook her head.
"I gave you space, so you could enjoy your relationship, which, by the way, you didn’t even tell me about."
"Fuck," Ashton sighed heavily and touched both Y/N’s hands. "I’m sorry, alright? I just… didn’t want to tell you. Don’t you remember how you reacted that night? You didn’t even allow me to stay at your place!"
"I didn’t allow you, because you hid from me the fact you got a girlfriend at first place!" she outraged and broke the touch. "I don’t care if you have a girlfriend or not, if it’s PR or not, I just want you to be honest with me!"
"Do you? Are you really so indifferent about me having a girlfriend?" unlike Y/N’s, Ashton’s voice was calm.
The girl shoved him in the shoulder and made an attempt to jump off the counter, but her legs happened to be pressed against Ashton’s.
"Answer me," he demanded and touched her palm again.
"Yes, I don’t care," Y/N replied coldly, watching him bending down and leaving small kisses on her fingers. It became hot all of a sudden, and a heart started its race away from the feelings. It was too late to run, though. 
"You’re lying to me," Ash took her second hand and left the kisses on the fingers again.
"I learnt from the best," the girl smirked, but the corners of the lips twitched, when the musician placed his palm on her knee.
"I didn’t tell you, because I didn’t want to upset you. Do you think I’m so happy about having this fake relationship?" the green eyes pierced hers, while the hand moved from the knee up. He had no shame. 
"I wasn’t upset."
"Stop lying to me," he whispered and brought his face close to hers.
"What are you doing?" the girl didn’t breathe. Y/N also wanted to speak less, being scared to gasp accidentally due to everything what she was experiencing at that moment.
"Proving that you’re wrong," his lips almost touched hers, and the hand was under the skirt, when the girl gathered the remnants of self-control and placed a palm on his lips. 
"Fake one or not, but you have a girlfriend. And these lips that… I maybe dreamt about at nights are kissing someone else," Y/N whispered, looking at her own hand. "I’m not doing this," she looked up at Ash. His pupils were dilated by all the emotions that were rushing through his veins. He wanted nothing but her, to hold Y/N in his arms and to kiss her lips, not… someone else’s.
"I’m sorry," Ashton whispered. "I signed the contract. You know how important the job is for me," his voice was trembling a little, as if he wasn’t sure about his own words.
"No one can force you to do that. Others don’t do it," Y/N was speaking the truth. "And I’m not asking you to cancel the contract because of me. You know I’m not like that," she smirked and took away the hand from his lips, once Ashton stepped back. "Even when I found out you had a girlfriend, you didn’t tell the whole truth. Why?"
Ash smirked and shook his head, looking away.
"It’s stupid."
"The whole situation is stupid, Ashton," Y/N chuckled coldly and jumped off the counter. "So tell me. Why didn’t you tell me it was all fake from the beginning?" she was looking at his eyes, but the guy didn’t look back.
"I wanted to see your reaction."
"Are you satisfied?"
"Y/N…"
"You’re just unbelievable," the girl rolled the eyes and headed to leave the room, but Ash caught her by the waist. "Let me go. I really don’t want to see you now," she tried to hold back the tears.
"Like it or not, I am not leaving you. If you want to go, I’ll go with you," he touched her chin, so Y/N could glance at his eyes. "I know I fucked up. But we’ve been friends for a while, Y/N. And I needed to know…"
"You could just ask me," the girl interrupted. "Do you really think I’d say I didn’t like you?"
Ash laughed shortly and turned his head away.
"What’s so funny?" she outraged.
"What’s funny?" Ash asked and returned his gaze back at Y/N. "I’ve been making hints here and there, and you never reacted!"
"Wait… You’ve been flirting with me?"
"For the past year, but thanks for noticing," Ashton shook his head. "You’re so annoying."
"Well, it’s only your fault it wasn’t clear," Y/N allowed herself a small smile.
"Oh, it’s my fault?!"
"Yes," she giggled.
"Come here," Ash chuckled and began to tickle her sides. "My fault then, huh?"
"Stop!" the girl laughed.
The musician smiled and pressed her head against a shoulder, then hugged Y/N tight.
"I’m sorry, Y/N. I know it was stupid. But… Is there a chance that you’re not too mad at me, and we can go on a date any time soon? I’ll cancel the contract…"
"I’ll think about it."
"You’ll think?!"
The laughter rang out behind the door of the old guest room again. Ashton was not going to let her leave his arms that night, although Y/N wasn’t planning to. They both knew that the hardest part was just ahead, but maybe they could go through it together. After all, there was a chance that the girl was simply mistaken, and they didn’t need to lose each other. To take the risk and actually be together was worth it all. 
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miashyperfixations · 6 months
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5 SECONDS OF SUMMER: THE 5SOS SHOW
04.10.2023 @ AO Arena, Manchester (21,000 Capacity) ⚠️ TW: some flashing lights in video ⚠️
I've wanted to see 5SOS for a while now. As with many artists, I started listening to them properly in the pandemic, having heard several of their songs beforehand. I went back and listened to their whole discography which made me able to see their progression in its entirety, especially their subtle changes to shift genres slightly with each album but still stay true to their roots. The first release I was a fan of the band for was that of their newest album '5SOS5' which saw them venture into the pop-alternative genre but listening back, it's clear that they still pull on their rock influences within certain tracks. 
I bought these tickets back in April, when tickets first went on sale & looked forward to it for a long time. It was my first Arena gig since 2018 & we were up in the lower bowl as close to the stage as you could be from the side, meaning we could see both the stage & the steps the band came onto the stage from. We got there just in time to see the openers. Charlotte Sands (who @artbyamixx is a big fan of) was up first & performed amazingly - I was blown away. The crowd really got into it (as they should've) & we were able to hear an unreleased track as well as her newest songs. The second opener was a pop duo called ar/co who were unexpected but delightful anyway with their psychedelic, electronic pop sounds.
When 5SOS came on, they played songs from every single one of their albums as well as some other singles, which was super fun considering I'd never seen them live before this. Similarly to the whole concept of surprise songs at concerts (introduced by Taylor Swift at the Eras tour), the boys have a dice song. Their huge inflatable dice is thrown into the crowd & they then have 90 seconds to throw it around & get it back on stage. Each side has a song from the band's debut era, songs they don't play anymore, so everyone on there is wanted. I think the crowd wanted 'English love affair', a song wanted by the UK crowds in general but in the end, it landed on 'Voodoo Doll', one of my favourite of the deluxe tracks off the debut album.
Another segment of the show was 'Ashton VS You' where the crowd battled the band's drummer (Ashton Irwin) to see who could be louder - although I think it's kind of cheating cause the sound guys at the back could've just turned up the speakers for all we know. I loved how this incorporated a song off of 'Youngblood' because the drums in it are just *chefs kiss* amazing so hearing them isolated was incredible. Additionally, the band tied the show together with pre-recorded skits that played on the side stage screens which kept the crowd excited & also gave the band a moment's reprieve throughout the show, which was no doubt tiring given how energetic everyone was. A random thing I noticed from our angle of the stage is how both Luke & Michael switched out their guitars for several others throughout the show. I assume Luke was switching between a rhythm & normal electric guitar but Michael switched to an acoustic for 'Amnesia'.
The last time 5SOS played this venue was back in 2015, when they opened for One Direction on the ‘On the road again’ tour. Since this is their last tour for a little while, the night genuinely might be a once-in-a-lifetime experience (although I hope it’s not!) I think everyone there can agree, it was an unbelievable night and I’ll be looking over my videos forever. 
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edge-oftheworld · 4 months
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can we please appreciate the L-hemoglobin joke more
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Smut (2) Masterlist
part one
Daisy (ao3) - boomerluke luke/ashton M, 121k
Summary: The last thing Luke expects when he wakes up hungover in the bed of his latest one-night stand is to come face to face with a freaking kid. But there she is all wild curls, thumb-sucking, and nonstop questions. Luke can't get out of there fast enough.
Ashton isn't the type to have one-night stands. He's a parent, after all. It was a mistake, and it won't happen again. At least that's what he tells himself when he comes back from his shower to find the naked college kid still in his bed, arguing with Daisy.
They couldn't be more opposites. At 25, Ashton has the responsibilities of two parents, raising his daughter and trying to pretend like he has everything figured out. At 21, Luke is a self-proclaimed Grindr god who doesn't care about anyone or anything but himself. So why is the universe (with the help of Michael and Crystal) so hell-bent on seeing them together?
do it better (ao3) - lourrygum ot4 N/R, 8k
Summary: takes place during the time michael lost his passport and was stuck in the US while his band performed in the UK. He feels upset about it and stops answering their calls and may or may not unfollow them on twitter, leading to questions and anxiety.
or, ¾ of 5sos go to the US to see michael and end up fucking him senseless.
five stars every time that you come through (ao3) - tutorgirl luke/ashton E, 6k
Summary: date night is a tradition in their relationship that ashton takes very seriously.
for you are not beside but within me (ao3) - elysianhood luke/calum E, 11k
Summary: Calum pulled Luke up with his blonde locks by his right hand and wrapped his left tightly around his throat, restricting his airway, and leaned in close to the teary blue eyes, hissing threateningly, ‘You never – ever – speak to me like that ever again, you filthy slut. Ever. You don’t fucking tell me what to do. You’re just a fucktoy, remember? A dirty, fucking whore. That’s all you’ll ever be.’
or; Luke was a bad boy and Calum isn’t happy.
Grabby Hands (ao3) - antisocialhood calum/ashton, michael/luke/ashton N/R, 7k
Summary: Ashton likes wearing big sweaters, curling up with his daddy and sucking him off while they watch TV, and sometimes Calum likes to treat his princess to something special.
Green Light (ao3) - SpencerKnight OT4 E, 181k
Summary: Class is an age old concept--almost as old as the concept of human slavery, and in a world where buying humans is a standard behavior by those who can afford it, Luke's only hope as a member of the lower class is that he falls into the hands of a decent buyer--the hands of Ashton Irwin and his partners. Luke knows he has one chance to please his buyers or he risks getting put back on the market, but he's thrown for a loop when Ashton admits that Luke is the one that gets to call the shots. In an attempt to find security with the trio, Luke braces himself and gives them the green light to do whatever they want with him.
He had no idea they would refuse.
(This isn't a slavery au in the way that you think it is.)
Howdy, Partner - @daydadahlias (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) calum/ashton, michael/luke E, 7k
Summary: When Ashton slipped on that tasseled jacket and those boots, he fucking knew what he was doing.
When he strolled into the party with a bright dimpled grin, put two long fingers on the brim of his hat and tipped it to Calum with a gruff, “Howdy, partner,” he’d known full fucking well what he was doing.
If Walls Could Talk (ao3) - boomerluke luke/ashton, ashton/ofc M, 43k
Summary: The last thing Ashton ever wanted to do was hurt Luke, but he couldn't help it. The singer was just so beautiful, so ethereal and otherworldly that it took his breath away most of the time. Everyone felt that way about their best friend though, right? It was normal. No use getting unnecessary feelings involved, it was better this way. Luke understood.
Luke wasn't sure when this thing between him and Ashton started, or how it started, but it didn't matter. He was in too deep to go back now. So Luke would let Ashton use him, hurt his feelings and crawl back with apologies. Because at the end of the day, even when Luke had to watch Ashton leave the bar with a new pretty blonde each night, he knew the drummer would eventually end up back in his bed. And Luke told himself he was okay with that.
I Only Wanna Talk (ao3) - dafeedil michael/calum E, 16k
Summary: He thinks it should feel wrong, kissing Calum here in the dark, when the thousand dollars he paid to have this is sitting neatly in its envelope just feet away. But it doesn’t feel wrong, not at all. In fact, it feels unnatural not to be kissing Calum.
Or, more simply, Michael falls in love with a prostitute.
like a prayer (for which no words exist) (ao3) - satellitesunset (awkwardcaterpillar) ot4 E, 2k
Summary: It's overwhelming, being kissed, grazed, and revered in a manner not unlike worshipping like he's something divine and holy, someone worth praising and devoting to, he's both the saint and sinner, the painting and temple being venerated.
- or ashton-centric ot4 gang bang
Lipstick Stains (ao3) - gonefornow luke/calum T, 3k
Summary: Luke flirts with a fan. Calum uses unusual tactics to get his attention back.
Looking In Your Eyes And They’re Burning Fire (ao3) - fourdrunksluts luke/calum E, 8k
Summary: Luke doesn’t think he’s very good at sex, so Calum helps him practice, and maybe learns a few things along the way.
Midnight Memories (ao3) - im_just_a_sucker_for_bromance michael/calum E, 3k
Summary: It was Calum’s birthday and Michael wanted to be the first one to wish him. He also decided to wish him in a different way. In a different way meant in a way that Calum would not expecting. To carry his plan out, he got a few stuffs of his own that he was impatient to try.
passionately curious (ao3) - cliffakitten luke/ashton E, 17k
Summary: 'Luke Hemmings'
At this, he nearly choked for the second time that morning, since he just happened to know someone with that name. That someone being, his next door neighbour, the very hot neighbour, who Ashton may or may not have a huge crush on.
Yeah, that Luke Hemmings. Who apparently orders sex toys online…who knew? Definitely not Ashton.
The best kind of trouble (ao3) - CliffordAffliction michael/luke E, 71k
Summary: After Michael is sent to a strict Preparatory school he meets the school troublemaker, Luke Hemmings, and his world begins to change
Tinder Boy (ao3) - boomercal luke/calum N/R, 10k
Summary: After a few fateful swipes Luke and Calum ended up hooking up from Tinder, then they went their separate ways… at least they tried to.
you drape your wrists over the steering wheel (ao3) - spaces luke/calum M, 2k
Summary: the one where calum and luke have sex. in a car.
You Gon' Have To Do It At My Tempo (ao3) - senioritastyles luke/everyone, michael/calum, michael/ashton, calum/ashton E, 4k
Summary: "Why don't you have another competition?" He suggests, his voice small and unsure.
The boys seem caught off guard by that, all glancing at each other in a silent conversation before Calum bites his lip and looks back at Luke. "Alright, what kind of competition did you want this time then?"
Luke's surprised that they're going with his idea, so he needs another second to think before he's got another decent idea that mostly benefits him and his neglected dick. "Why not like, a blowjob competition?" The boys look confused now, their heads tilted to the side like puppies, so Luke explains. "Like, you get a minute to blow me and whoever does the best gets to touch me first."
Or: The boys have a competition to see who gets to touch Luke first.
You Got My Permission To Do What You Like (ao3) - senioritastyles OT4 E, 3k
Summary: "Ashy, you haven't stopped working since we came home." Luke mutters from his place near Ashton's head, tugging gently on the oldest boy's curls. "You never spend any time with us anymore and you're running yourself into the ground here."
"Yeah, babe when was the last time you weren't alone down here working on a song?" Calum wonders, although his tone says he already knows the answer and that Ashton really isn't supposed to say anything.
Michael sighs loudly and stands up. "You're coming with us right now and we are going to force you to relax."
Or: The boys help Ashton relax.
Your Hips, My Hands, You Swing, and You Dance (ao3) - lashtonaf luke/ashton E, 3k
Summary: Luke ends up meeting a pretty & giggly boy at the club, and they get acquainted quickly ;-)
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nicksbestie · 2 years
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hii can i get a fluffy ashton where the reader gets him flowers bc she just wants to, for no special occasion? tysm 🫶🫶
I love this concept. This was awesome to write :))
Tears Are Water, Right?
another blurb <3
pairing: ashton irwin x reader
warnings: mention of mental health but no description
word count: 434
<3
Ashton had just pulled into the driveway of his home. He’d been shooting the music video for Skinny Skinny all day, and quite frankly he was tired. Having that amount of vulnerability with himself, let alone a camera crew, not to mention the thousands of people who would inevitably see it, was a lot. He did his best to be open about his own struggles with his mental health, but sometimes it still took a lot out of him. He continued to do it because he knew that it would help a lot of people, and that meant more to him than anything. As long as he was helping people, he could push his own struggles to the side for a bit. A destructive trait of his, and he knew it, but he had no plans to change.
Sighing, he got out of the car, squinting at something on his porch. Walking up, he noticed it was a bouquet of flowers from the local apothecary. Attached to the stems was a card with his name scribbled on it, which he quickly recognized as your handwriting. A soft smile taking over his face, he picked it up and unlocked his front door, placing the flowers onto his living room table when he got in. He decided to open it after showering and hopefully washing off some of the exhaustion.
Quickly fixing something to eat and sitting down, he carefully tore open the envelope and removing the card, smiling when a paper heart fell out of it. If your handwriting wasn’t recognizable, that was.
Ashton.
I remember you said in an interview, years ago, that flowers were a way an old mentor used to show appreciation. So, here is me showing my appreciation for you. You’re one of the best things in my life, and I’m so grateful for everything you’ve done and stuck through with me. You truly are the light of a lot of peoples lives, and I hope you realize that. <3.
Tears of mixed causes coated his eyes. Frustration, exhaustion, love. That was the main one. The fact that you had remembered and acted upon it, no less, was enough to mix with the tiredness and cause him to be emotional. He was naturally an emotional person, but this was new level even for him. He grabbed his phone.
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Your phone rang. Seeing it was Ashton, you immediately picked up.
“Hey!”
“Thank you.”
You smiled.
“Of course. Ash, are you crying? I can hear you,
you know.”
He laughed.
“Maybe.”
“I’ll be over in ten. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
hope you enjoyed!!
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you can see luke’s sweater in the first pic. they were on a lunch date 🥺🥺🥺
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It’s late at night and Luke’s on the couch. He is half-asleep, half-focused on the tv playing The Simpsons quietly into the dark living room. Footsteps pad across the floor from the bedroom, and there Ashton appears at the end of the couch. Immediately, Luke notices the distinct leopard print pattern of their big fuzzy throw blanket normally at the foot of their bed is now draped around his shoulders. Ashton himself is all messy curls and facial hair in the bluish light of the cartoon. Luke doesn’t know if it’s his eye strain or his imagination, but the ambient light from the kitchen gives him a glow. He swears he could see starbeams around Ashton’s figure.
“I’m scared of the dark,” Ashton hums with the corners of his lips turning up ever-so-slightly.
Luke looks up at the handsome man, and without even a second thought he opens his own blanketed arms to allow Ashton inside his bundle of warmth. “C’mere.”
Ashton immediately accepts the invite. Before Luke knows it, the older man is lying on his chest watching the show. Ashton comically shifts around so he’s more comfortable, and the giggle bubbles up from Luke’s chest till he’s grinning and moving Ashton with every little chuckle. When it grows still, he tenderly reaches out to play with Ashton’s hair, no longer concerned with watching the screen.
Instead, Luke is feeling the weight of his boyfriend when he breathes. He’s measuring his skull with his own fingertips as the chosen unit of distance—though he’s lost count several times. He’s imagining kissing the sleepy man with his tousled hair and his prickly beard. He imagines the low hum he’d get from him if they did kiss. The butterflies that would explode right from his core at the longing behind Ashton’s sleepy noises. The slow drowsy way their lips would move together over the low background noise of the show. Luke purses the leftovers of his smile into a fond pout at the idea.
The credits are rolling on the episode before Ashton’s weight shifts. He looks up to Luke with that same trying-not-to-smile smile. Luke can see stars in Ashton’s eyes anytime he spoke to him, but especially in softer light like this. “As much as I love a good Sideshow Bob episode, I’d rather be kissin on you in that big ol’ bed of ours.”
Luke broke into a grin. “You read my mind.”
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