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nicksbestie · 9 months

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Heyy I was the one who requested calum’s fluff! Maybe something to do with y/n being super stressed/anxious and cal helping her deal with those emotions? Being like a security point for her

Breaking Point

word count : 722

warnings : stress, crying

Everybody has a breaking point, whether they’ve hit it yet or not.

You knew you had one, and you also knew that you’d now hit it. You’d spent the entire morning crying, some stress, some frustration, all exhaustion. You were a writer, and you had massive deadlines coming up. Which normally wouldn’t be a problem, but you had finally burnt out, and that was making it really difficult to get anything done. You’d simply sat in your bed, looking at your laptop screen, and just burst out sobbing.

Calum was away running errands, a long list of who knows what in his hand as he left. He was clearly trying to give you some space to get your work done while he wasn’t there, but his plan had backfired and you needed him now more than ever. This type of stress and panic didn’t hit you often, but when it did, he was one of the only people in the world who could relax you and help you succeed in completing whatever was stressing you out. He always kept his cool, and he always seemed to brush away those huge spiderwebs clouding your brain.

Seeing Calum’s Life360 notification alerting you that he was nearing the house, you shut down your laptop and went to go curl up on the couch, flipping on the television and hoping that most of your tear tracks had dried and Calum couldn’t tell you’d been struggling. However, when he walked in the door and into the living room, you weren’t that lucky.

Calum knew you better than you thought he did, and he knew that if he immediately confronted you about it, it wouldn't help and you probably wouldn’t want to talk right then. So he pressed a kiss to the top of your head as he walked past the couch into your shared room, going to change. He easily ditched the shirt he was wearing, changing into some sweatpants but deciding against another shirt, tattoos on display. He came and gently pulled back the blanket, sitting next to you and wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

“Do you want to talk about it, or do you just want to sit in silence for a bit before we work through it?”

You’d never been more grateful for him. He knew you inside and out, like the back of his own hand, and was always so gentle when handling any of your emotions. He knew exactly how to help you relax. You didn’t say anything, just curling impossibly closer under his arm, and he took the message as he gently ran his hand up and down your side to calm you down. You both laid there for a moment, watching whatever was playing. You hadn’t even really looked at it, just turned on some random show to mindlessly stare at. It didn’t take much longer for you to break and begin to speak.

“I just can’t get anything done. It’s stupid, I know, but the words just aren’t working. They won’t flow like they normally do.”

Calum thoughtfully hummed, still gently caressing you before speaking.

“First of all, it’s not stupid. You don’t have to degrade yourself for something that isn’t your fault, and you’re always allowed to feel your emotions when you get them. It’s never going to be something that you should feel ashamed or stupid for. Secondly, motivation comes and goes. I have it happen to me all the time. I’ll spend a week in the studio and the rest of the guys will be carrying the entire process. It’s part of being an artist, and a writer. Don’t beat yourself up for that. I know you have a lot of deadlines coming up, and I’m more than happy to help you in any way I can, but we’re not gonna worry about it right now. Your closest deadline is next week, so you can take the rest of today and relax.”

There was nothing in the world that made you feel better than Calum’s comfort. You spent the rest of the night curled up in his arms, minus when he got up to get you both food and drinks. He was nothing but soft, always keeping his voice low, knowing your emotions were running high. Your deadlines could wait, you felt loved right now.

#calum hood #5sos fanfic #5sos angst #calum hood angst #calum hood fluff #5sos fluff #5 seconds of summer #calum hood x reader

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edge-oftheworld · 25 days

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thinking about how michael is an incredible artist (physical drawing, not just music to clarify) and we only know that because he drew a fake tattoo sleeve for calum 10yrs ago. and then ashton's weird symbol thingos he drew for the band in the leadup to calm (brainstorming on his window of all places he could be a cult leader fr) and how michael is the only one who got his as a tattoo (but possibly still doesn't have the tally)

#visual art being an underutilised media as usual #this is why i say mashton is growth though #5sos #5 seconds of summer #like we were truly made to create things #idk what i'm going on about but you guys needed to think abt it too #michael clifford #ashton irwin

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kquil · 11 months

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TAGLIST

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be-ready-when-i-say-go · 2 years

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Sternum

Please enjoy a smattering of feelings and some slight self indulgence.

Gender Neutral Reader Insert.

CW: 18+ Content (Smut/Smut Adjacent)

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Calum knows you're obsessed with tattoos--yours and his. The thing he's not ready for, though he should be after the countless hours you've spent tracing his chest tattoos, is the day he comes home and finds you topless laying on the bed, starting up at the ceiling.

"Is everything alright?" he asks.

"If I breathe, I can still feel the pricks of the needles in my sternum and stomach," you return.

"What are you--What happened?" He closes the distance and when he gets to the edge of the bed, he can see the sternum tattoo shining, clearly covered in Saniderm.

"No way," he whispers. "Is that where you were today?" You told him you had an appointment, but hadn't told him what kind. Recently, your conversations revolved around things that the house needed--scheduling a powerwash, getting a gardening service in to trim the hedges, getting the dryer cleaned out for lint, and some health stuff you wanted to be proactive about-dentist mostly.

You nod. "Yeah, took a few hours. But I like it. It just--holy cow," you state.

Calum settles onto the edge of he bed, gazing over the shading and linework. "I so wish I didn't know that was there until it was healed," he states.

You can almost hear the grovel in his voice. Now, instead of the sting of pain, you can feel Calum's heated gaze racking over your chest and stomach. "Don't make me get a spray bottle. I'll do it." You signal to him with a signal digit to stay away from you. "I did not sit for five hours in pain for you to fuck this up."

Calum knows that while it's wrapped, you still had to be careful about anything extraneous. You were one that did not take getting your tattoos lightly, mostly because you took your time to come up with ideas that would make you happy and work in your artist's preferred style.

His hands trail up your legs, teasing at the tops of your thighs. "I'll keep my hands to myself for these next two weeks, but you'll have to make it up to me afterwards."

"Gladly," you return and inching to sit up causes you to tease. The sound of your pain cuts through the haze of arousal and Calum leans down to kiss your forehead.

"Stay. I'll get you whatever you need."

"Thank you," you call out after asking just for some water.

Calum, hooking one hand around the door molding to stop himself, leans back just a little to look at you over his shoulder. "Don't thank me just yet," he laughs.

True to Calum's word, he's careful around you as your tattoo heals. It takes a couple days for the pain to fully subside. The tenderness goes with it and you feel mostly like yourself soon after. But you can tell when you're changing or wearing a particularly revealing top, Calum's eyes are dancing around your chest, taking in the sight of the ink. More than once as you've changed in the bedroom, Calum's groaned loudly and turned away. "You're not making this any easier!" he'd shout.

You get the last of the plates into the dish rack to dry before hands start tracing along the hem of your t-shirt. Calum's lips are on your neck as you let the water drain.

"I've been good," he whispers in your ear.

You wash your hands, but hum at the feeling is his breath tickling your skin. "I know." You push back against him ever so gently and he takes just a half step back and you turn. Your arms wind around his neck and your lips seal around his in a kiss.

Calum steps back into you, hands cradling your face and body against him. He loves the feeling of you close to him. The two of the you walk out of the kitchen, but don't make it farther than the dining room table. He plops you onto the edge of the table and when his hands are freed, he makes quick work of your shirt.

His kisses trail down your neck, to your chest, down your sternum and over the ink. He kisses every inch of the tattoo and you recline back, weight falling to your hands to let him. He gets it know. How you could loose yourself just in the sight, wanting to trace every line itched into your skin. Not that he hadn't understood it before, but he gets it a thousand times more now than ever before.

Calum lingers with the tattoo for longer than you imagined but you don't mind the tickle of his scruff or the soft touch of his lips igniting your skin. Soon he continues down your stomach. One of your hands fall into his hair as he kneels between your legs. You keep your palm flat as you drag your palm over his scalp for just a moment and then your fingers tighten around the base of the strands. Calum gives into the tug and lets his head fall back at your guidance.

He takes in your hooded eyes and smile. "You're wasting my time, sweetheart," he calls out.

"I like you better with your mouth full also," you agree, "but I just needed to take this in for a moment."

Calum only chuckles, letting you bask for a moment. You loosen the grip a few seconds later and he returns to his earlier task of consuming every inch of you that you'll let him have. He finds himself insatiable when you give him everything. Your first and second orgasms aren't enough. Even though he falls, too, over the edge once at your insistence, nothing really beats the way you taste on his tongue. Nothing feels better than the way your skin feels against his palm and mouth.

You're sure that by orgasms three and four of the night, the evening having settled darkly behind the living room blinds, that Calum is tired. But his kisses continue up your body and you can feel yourself sinking--literally and figuratively. His weight presses you deeper into the couch, the metal of his chains are hot against your skin. But your mind is hazing over.

Lazily you cups his jaw and interrupts his devotion. He cooes when he looks up at you. "Oh, look at you," he hums.

Your laugh is soft. Your breathing is slow but nothing of alarm. "I think I have to tap out, love."

He nods, watching the way your eyes are still closed as you speak though you wear a small smile. "It was a long two weeks," he returns.

"I'm starting to see just how long it was." Your eyes are still closed and Calum nestles just for a moment into the hand of yours still cupping his cheek.

He pushes up to cover your face is light kisses. You giggle when a few of them tickle and he pauses right over your lips. You blink open your eyes to be greeted by the deep brown of his gaze. And like toffee in a hot summer sun, his gaze melts at the sight of you. It's a comforting sight. "Love you," he whispers.

"Love you too," you return.

"You know where you should get a tattoo next?"

"Where?" you asks. Calum responds only be tapping lightly on the side of your ass. You laugh, loud and full of life, once you catch onto his answer. "Yeah, it should say Kiss me too."

"And I'm calling first dibs on that too!" he returns, laughing into your neck. The sound bounces around your ear, before crawling up to your brain and your spine shivers. You love the sound of his laughter.

"I'll get you smaller tattoo under it that says Reserved for Calum T. Hood."

"Okay, maybe not my full name, but I like where your head is at."

The laughter subsides and Calum rests his head on your shoulder. Your fingers trail over his arm, shoulder, and back, lazily etching invisible designs onto his skin. Calum thinks that if a tattoo could etch the feeling of anything into his skin, he'd want to permanently put your soft touch into his bones.

#calum hood #calum hood blurb #calum hood smut #calum hood fluff #5sos #5sos fanfic #5sos fic #5sos imagine #5sos blurb #5 seconds of summer #5 seconds of summer blurb #5 seconds of summer imagine #h writes #calum hood x reader #calum hood x gender neutral reader

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lovebombs4life · 7 months

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the story of us - c.t.h

requested: yes! “Could you do a calum x reader, please?!

They are together since sgfg era (they met at a concert of her) and you could write their story (like timeline)”

a/n: i love this idea so so so much. i’m tweaking some of it just a bit, but i hope you enjoy it :) this took me like 2-3 days to write. i have two other requests i haven’t even started in bc i love this one so much.

cw: swearing, implications of drinking and sexual activities

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2015

being a small artist was so exciting, but so exhausting. trying to get publicity and more recognition sucked, with a big capital S.

my life has completely changed when my manger had called me, asking if i wanted to be an opener for an uprising band, 5 Seconds of Summer. of course i immediately said yes.

i had seen them before live. they opened for one direction when they were first starting out. they were incredible, and opening for them would be such a dream. tour started next month, giving me time to catch up on all their music.

their voices were unbelievable. i remember hearing amnesia when i had been broken up with last year, and listening to it now, i no longer think of him. now all i can think of is how beautiful it sounded.

i looked into the band, searching up common stuff about them. calum’s tan skin and tattoos has drawn me in. his hair was beautiful, he was beautiful.

i couldn’t let that distract me from being professional when we met. i pushed aside those feelings, waiting for tour to start.

———

a month later

i shook with excitement as i was being driven to the first venue. i had yet to meet the boys, and to say i was nervous was an understatement.

as we pulled up to the venue, i could see thousands of girls already standing outside, waiting to get in. my stomach flipped at the sight. sure i’ve performed live before, but this was a lot more than i’ve ever played for. i shook off the nerves of performing, focusing back on my first impression with the band.

the car parked, and i stepped out, walking to the entrance of the venue. i was lead by a security guard to the large dressing rooms. the sounds of laughing and yelling were heard through the door before i walked in.

“everyone, this is y/n y/l/n, your opener. y/n, this is the band.” the security spoke to me, leaving me with everyone. they all looked at me with soft smiles. my eyes landed on calum, my breathe hitching as he watched me walk through the door.

“i’m sure you already know, but i’m luke, that’s michael there, ashton, and calum.” luke smiled brightly. they all stood up, taking turns hugging me.

“it’s great to meet you guys. it’s crazy that i’m your opener. it feels like i saw you guys opening for one direction just a week ago, but here i am opening for you this time.” i spoke, waving my hands around.

calum chuckles at my actions. i blushed, smiling at them. “we’re excited that you’re here. your music is fantastic, and we’ve already seen some posts from fans saying they can’t wait to see you live.” calum said.

“i’m glad. im incredibly nervous. how long until i’m on?” i asked, looking for a clock. “little less than an hour.” michael piped up, looking at his phone.

my eyes widened, not ready at all. “i’m gonna go warm up a bit, see you all later!” i said, walking into my own seperate dressing room.

i began my warm ups, and before i knew it, i was halfway through my set. “alright everyone, we’re gonna slow it down a bit, and i’m gonna do an acoustic cover, how’s that sound?” i spoke into my mic. the crowd went crazy.

i chuckled as i put my mic back on the stand, grabbing my guitar. “so this is one of my favorite songs actually, and it means a lot to me. it’s called everything had changed, by this super cool chick named taylor swift. if you know the words, sing along!” i announced.

i started strumming my guitar, listening to the muffled screaming through my ear pieces. i smiled as i saw calum watching me from off stage. he gave me a smile and a thumbs up. my heart fluttered.

i turned back and sung the words. i knew my face was red as it was, but if i could see myself i knew i would be bright red. calum mouthed the words as i sung, making me giggle a bit.

once i finished the song, i said my goodbyes to the crowd. i passed calum, giving him a high five. “that was fantastic!” he cheered, pulling my arm back and giving me a hug. i pressed my face to his chest, taking in his scent.

i needed something to subside this little crush that was lingering in my mind. “thanks cal! just thirty more minutes then you guys will be on stage! they’re all going crazy waiting for you.” i laughed.

he watched me as i walked away, going to my dressing room to grab a snack.

soon enough the boys were due to go on stage. i walked around to the side of the stage, watching calum as he plucked the strings on his bass. i sung along to every song, watching calum the whole time.

every so often he would turn his face towards me, watching me as i danced around and sung with him. he would laugh and shake his head slightly.

the concert went on, and i could see some fans pointing to calum as he kept looking to the side. i giggled, thinking how they’d never know he was watching me. it was such an innocent thing, but i knew we’d have to keep things professional in the end.

“alright i want everyone to scream the words to this with us! i wanna hear you loud and clear and i want to see you jump!” luke yelled.

“i just want to say before we start, this song is going to be dedicated to the most gorgeous girl ive ever met. this is ‘she looks so perfect’” calum spoke, winking at me.

i blushed madly as the crowd went wild. after the show, calum handed his bass to a stage manager, and grabbed my hand, pulling me to his dressing room.

“what are you doing to me cal? my mind is going a million miles a minute just thinking of you.” i spoke, running my hand through my hair. he chuckled.

“i know it’s all so soon, but i believe in love at first sight, y/n. you make me crazy.” he spoke, getting closer to me. he held my hips as i wrapped my arms around his neck.

“let’s just see where it all leads, yeah? let time consume us.” i spoke. he nodded, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

this was only the start.

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2016

after tour, i kept in touch with all the boys, but especially calum. soon after tour, we started dating. just a few months ago, we moved in together, sharing an apartment.

since moving in together, we’ve had countless movie nights, date nights, nights where we’d cook with each other, sick days, and so many other things. we’d already been together for a year, but it felt like we’ve been together for years.

“y’know, i really love you.” calum spoke softly as he played with my hair. my head was resting on his bare chest, tracing his tattoos. we’d both just gotten done showering, deciding to lay down and get ready for bed.

“i really love you too cal.” i blushed, looking up at him. his sweet eyes stared down into mine, giving me a soft kiss. i put my head back down, listening to his heart beating.

———

in the morning i woke up in an empty bed, looking for cal. i shifted around, finally getting up. i grabbed a pair of calum’s boxers and a sweater before walking out of our room. i could hear the soft sound of guitar from down the hall.

as i walked into the living room, calum started humming, stopping every so often. i knew he was in the middle of writing. he looked up when he heard my soft footsteps on the floor. “hey! i wanna read you these lyrics, wanna know what you think.” he spoke. i smiled, sitting down next to him.

i grabbed his journal, reading what he wrote. “i’m not sure if i’ll bring it up to the boys any time soon..” he trailed off as i read it.

“we know we’re classic together like egyptian gold.

we love us.

it don’t matter,

be combative or be sweet cherry pie,

it don’t matter just as long as i get all you tonight.”

he hummed it as i read, squeezing my leg. “cal that’s beautiful! you’ve gotta bring this one to the boys.” i encouraged. he blushed, pulling me closer to him.

“it’s about you. doesn’t matter if we stay in or go out, just as long as i’ve got you. as long as i get to love you.” he spoke. i blushed, pushing him back against the couch. i straddled his hips, kissing him.

“why don’t you show me how much you love me?” i asked him. he smirked, grabbing my waist.

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2018

“i can take you out, oh, oh! we can kill some time, stay home!” calum sang, watching me as i danced from the crowd. i smiled at him as he watched. he signaled for a security guard to come close, speaking to them briefly before they walked to me.

“calum says he wants to bring you up on stage, follow me please.” he spoke. i nodded and followed. once on the side of the stage, i was handed a mic.

i listened as calum spoke. “i wanted to bring out a very special girl, my wonderful girlfriend, y/n y/l/n!” he announced. i walked out on stage, waving to the crowd.

“hello! i’m going to be honest, i didn’t know calum was going to bring me up here!” i laughed. the boys were still playing. they were at the bridge in valentine, playing it slowly.

calum took his bass off and set it down gently. he walked to me, grabbing one of my hands. “y/n i’ve loved you for the past 3 years, and im forever going to love you,” he began. i turned my head in confusion.

“you’re the most wonderful person i’ve met in my life. you’re the one who inspired this song, and what feels like millions more. you’re my muse.” he continued, letting go of my hand and grabbing something in his pocket. he set his microphone down, getting on his knee.

my eyes widened. i handed my microphone off to a stage hand, turning back to calum. he held a small velvet box, opened to show a beautiful diamond ring. “will you marry me?” he yelled to me over the sound of the crowd. i nodded my head quickly, my hands over my face. i got down to his level, holding out my left hand. he slid the ring onto my finger, pulling my face in for a kiss.

tears fell from my eyes out of excitement. “i love you!” i yelled to him. “i love you!” he yelled back.

he was the one i was going to spend the rest of my life with.

———

2020

it was CALM release day. calum and i have been together for five years now, and married for a year.

our wedding was very private, but we took plenty of pictures to share with the fans. i’ve never been more proud of calum.

calum was at another interview today, and of course i was by his side the whole time. i stood off set, watching as they talked about the album. “what’s your guys’ favorite song off the new album, and why?” the host asked. they all looked at each other, thinking of their answers.

“easily mine is wildflower. y/n was a big inspiration for that song, and she even helped us write and produce some of our music. which i want to mention, her new album comes out in two months!” calum smiled at me.

after the interview, he captured me in a tight hug. “you have no idea how proud of you i am, cal.” i kissed him. “and you have no idea how proud of you i am, y/n.” he spoke as we walked to the car, leaving for the next interview already.

———

once we got home from celebrating the album, calum and i decided to relax in bed having a movie night. we decided on watching ‘juno’, one of our favorite movies.

“have you ever thought about having one?” calum asked. i looked up at him confused. “one what, cal?” i questioned.

“a baby, y/n. have you ever thought about having one?” he explained. i smiled at him. “of course i have cal, i’ve always known i’ve wanted to be a mother some day.” i watched his eyes flicker to my lips.

“what about having a baby with me?” he held on tight to me as he asked. i nodded my head. “all the time. it’s been in my mind since before we got married.”

“what do you say we make one?” he said, stroking my hair. my eyes widened. “now? shit if you’re down, let’s do it.” i laughed. he climbed on top of me, and i prepared myself for the night ahead. calum was a determined person, and i knew he’d go all night if it meant getting me pregnant.

———

a few weeks later i had woken up, feeling like absolute shit. i sprung up from the bed, running to the bathroom. while throwing up everything from my system, that moment, i knew i was pregnant. since that night i had stopped drinking alcohol and switched to decaf coffee just to be sure of no issues. calum had stopped smoking, and we could do was wait to have a positive test.

once done, i quickly scrambled to grab a pregnancy test from under the sink. i did my thing and set it on the counter, result side face down. “calum?” i yelled from the bathroom.

he hurried into the room, thinking i was hurt. “are you alright? what’s wrong?” he asked, grabbing my face, holding me close. that’s when he had seen the test on the counter.

“you really think..?” he started. i nodded my head. “i woke up with morning sickness. i know it may not mean anything but, i don’t know, ive just got a feeling.” i said. he held onto me, standing with me while we waited.

i grabbed out my phone, setting up my camera to record our reaction. i was so sure, but at the same time it could’ve been nothing.

i had taken some videos before, and they were negative, but that was me just waiting to see if it’d happen. of course, calum was with me during each, but for this one he held me tighter.

“ready?” i asked him, the video already recording. “as i can be.” he replied, smiling. i grabbed the test from the counter. “okay. one, two, three.” i spoke, flipping the test over. i studied the lines, but quickly saw two solid pink lines. i covered my mouth, showing calum. his eyes widened grabbing the test from me, looking at it for himself.

“we’re pregnant.” i stayed, watching him set the test down. he grabbed me, squeezing me tightly. “i’m gonna be a fucking dad!” he cried, kissing me.

“we’re gonna be parents!” i squeaked, tears slipping from my eyes. i grabbed my phone, ending the video. i took a picture of the test, and sent both to my family and calum’s.

we were flooded with congratulations from our families. we waked back to the room, laying with each other. we both posted the video and the picture on our social medias, announcing to the world that we’re going to have a baby.

———

nine months feels like a life time, but also so short once you have your baby. on november 8th, 2020, we had our beautiful baby boy, charlie.

calum and i spent every waking moment loving him, and loving each other. being home from the hospital was a relief, as we were able to finally have alone time from friends and family.

this was the start of our small family.

———

2022

5sos5 released just a few months ago, and charlie was soon turning two. time has flown by, but everything is absolutely perfect.

luke had brought up the idea for calum and i to make another version of ‘Older’, knowing our voices went well together. we decided to do so, and released it. the song was beautiful as it is with luke and sierra, but it felt so much more special now that calum and i had an official song together.

calum and i sat together by our fireplace, enjoying the warmth in the cold weather. we had just found I’m pregnant again, and we’re basking in the love of each other. charlie was asleep in his crib, the baby monitor close by incase he started to fuss.

calum got up, grabbing my hand to come with. he walked me to the kitchen, grabbing his phone out. he searched something up before hitting play, and propping open the refrigerator door. “you’re so cheesy. i love it.” i giggled.

he grabbed my waist, clasping one of our hands together. i rested my other hand on his shoulder. he swayed with me, just as we did for our first dance after getting married.

he kissed the top of my head, holding me close. “you’re so perfect, y/n. i’m so in love with you.” he spoke softly.

“i’m so in love with you cal. you were meant just for me.” i spoke, pressing my lips to his.

“as forever comes closer,

hope the world will spin slower,

i don’t want to get older.

i don’t want to get older.”

#calum hood #5 seconds of summer #5sos #calum 5sos #ashton irwin #luke hemmings #michael clifford #5sos5 #michael 5sos #ashton 5sos #luke 5sos #calum hood imagine #requested

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5sosfanfictioncatalogue · 28 days

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Punk Masterlist

baby i can be your payback (ao3) - crankgameplays luke/ashton N/R, 32k

Summary: Ashtons rich. Lukes not. Ashton hates his parents. Luke doesnt. Ashton uses Luke to get back at his parents. He wasnt supposed to, like, get a crush on him or anything.

coffee shop soundtrack (ao3) - malumqt (bunwuji) michael/calum, luke/ashton N/R, 2k

Summary: "You do know there's a sign outside saying that you're gay and single, yeah?"

aka the one where michael is a shy cutie, calum is a chill dude, lashton is lashtoning, and also calum happens to save michael from dealing with a homophobic person.

Eighteen (ao3) - boomercal luke/ashton E, 56k

Summary: Eighteen-year-old Luke is done putting up with his father and brothers so he takes his father's Corvette and credit card to track down Ashton Irwin. Who graduated a few years ahead of him and has a reputation for smoking, drinking and sleeping around; surely he'll be enough to make his dad meet his demands... right?

good girls (ao3) - no_clue_who michael/calum, michael/luke/calum E, 8k

Summary: “So Miss Perfect, is there another Perfect out there ready for you to get home so they can talk to you about equations? Or make you beg so much you forget about being so smart?” Michael leaned into Luke's space, nearly putting her head on her shoulder. She watched Luke skin flush, "Is there someone? Or are you alone?"

She watched as Calum bit her lip and Luke’s face turned red, “That is none of your business Michael! We aren’t here to learn about my life, we’re here for Calum’s study plans. You aren’t even supposed to be here.”

or Calum is failing her classes, Michael is her girlfriend and they wanna fuck Luke.

How He Moves (ao3) - thesoulsailor michael/luke, calum/ashton E, 30k

Summary: And Luke knew he was staring, he knew, but he couldn’t stop, couldn’t pry his eyes away. Because the feeling that spread through Luke's body when he looked at the strange boy was the same he strived for when he danced. The stranger was consummate.

or Luke lives for the ballet, Michael lives for the moment, Ashton is a dance prodigy and Calum will do pretty much anything to win his boyfriend back.

i just know i can't stop thinking of you (ao3) - zialllovessterek luke/ashton T, 3k

Summary: When the cute boy from the coffee shop that Ashton's been ogling for weeks finally notices him, it's like a dream come true.

Or, the one with a wannabe tough guy who's secretly a softy, a coffee shop romance, and lots of blushing.

i just wanna be bad enough for you (ao3) - metallicmoons michael/ashton M, 2k

Summary: just a typical adorable nerd!ashton and punk!michael fic because those are honestly my favourite.

infactuation (ao3) - orphan_account luke/ashton T, 7k

Summary: “If I could give you one thing in life, I would give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes, only then would you realize how special you are to me,” Luke whispers, thumb ghosting over Ashton's damp cheek. Luke presses a light kiss to his forehead and Ashton screws his eyes shut, burying his head into Luke's chest.

Ashton keeps his problems buried, Luke wears his heart on his sleeve.

or the one where Luke is a punk tattoo artist and Ashton likes to think he's better than him.

KawaiiCalPal (ao3) - TheLarryDiaries michael/calum, luke/ashton M, 25k

Summary: Calum is an adorable YouTuber known as KawaiiCalPal. He's most known for his oversized sweaters and matching flower crowns. Also, he's in love with the world famous punk rock band, Swallow the Goldfish. But more accurately, the lead guitarist, Michael Clifford.

Luke, Ashton, and Michael are the three band members of Swallow the Goldfish. They all happen to be jelly beans, Calum's name for his subscribers. It's also quite obvious that Michael believes Calum is his 'soulmate'. It's also remarkable as Calum is very open with his homosexuality, and love for Michael.

It really started when Calum had the opportunity to interview the band for a video.

ღ kindness ღ (ao3) - orphan_account michael/luke T, 5k

Summary: "princess, you're fine, it's fine. c'mon, let's get you all cleaned up."

he may have tattoos and piercings, and his hair may be dry and fried from the constant bleaching, and he be an absolute menace and a horrible person, but he loved his sister with all his heart.

ღ until a certain luke hemmings stole his heart. ღ

milk (ao3) - w4st3d4u michael/luke E, 1k

Summary: luke is kind of a trademark punk and michael's his soft little boy toy

Mockingbird (ao3) - thesoulsailor michael/luke E, 43k

Summary: Luke is blind, Michael is new and everything after they meet is nothing one of them would've ever expected.

Oil and Water (ao3) - dafeedil michael/calum E, 25k

Summary: Calum’s heart sinks a little bit, and he's not entirely sure why. Maybe it's because he's allowed himself to fall victim to Michael's seduction yet again, or maybe it's because he's disappointed in himself for being so willing to try something that could so easily be dangerous. Or maybe, the most likely of all, it's because he can hear Mali's voice in his head telling him how stupid he's been to have found himself—quite literally—backed against the wall like this, with a boy he barely knows whispering dirty promises into his ear when he doesn't even know the first thing about real relationships.

Or, Calum spends a night with the boy that smells like smoke, and as it always is with bad addictions, he keeps getting sucked right back in.

send your sins all over me (ao3) - orphan_account luke/calum N/R, 5k

Summary: Luke is the smartest kid in school and also the probably the dorkiest, but Calum can't stop thinking about him.

Social Casualty: Malum (ao3) - 5sosquiff michael/calum N/R, 4k

Summary: "N-Now?"

"No." Calum cursed at Michael digging his nails into the door again. Calum wrapped a hand around the base of his angry red cock to stop from cumming his face red and chest heaving from exertion.

"P-Please Daddy." Calum asked politely trying to sound less winy.

"Now."

Sunshine (ao3) - orphan_account luke/ashton, calum/ofc T, 3k

Summary: Ashton and Luke finally reconnect after not seeing each other for four days.

Feelings and doubts ensue.

(punk!luke and flower child!ashton + photographer!luke and baker!ashton)

The punk rock dude and his cute boyfriend (ao3) - azalea_21 michael/ashton N/R, 1k

Summary: Michael's a punk rock bad boy with a reputation and chirpy, overly friendly, cutest senior in their high school, Ashton is his boyfriend.

The Sweetheart and the Punk (ao3) - SuckonLarrysDick michael/luke G, 1k

Summary: "You know, even if my knuckles keep on splitting open, I won't stop punching people that push you around."

"Oh stop it Michael"

Or the one where Michael loves beating dickheads that bully his sweet boyfriend.

Windows to the Soul (ao3) - ashtonism luke/ashton, michael/ashton N/R, 7k (WIP)

Summary: Peeks from over books, timid glances around the corners, slow walks to class. He'd do anything to catch a glimpse at the boy who hide behind sunglasses and dark clothing. He was fascinating, a mysterious, a walking book just wanting to be opened and ashton.. Ashton just waited for the day he'd see the eyes behind those glasses, a look into the life of Luke Hemmings. You know what they say.. You're eyes are a window to your soul.

where Ashton is a shy little fuck and the bad boy who hides behind black glasses and smokes in the bathroom catches his attention and suddenly Ashton wants to know everything about him.

You Can Sin Or Spend The Night All Alone (ao3) - onceuponatime michael/luke, minor calum/ashton E, 7k

Summary: "“Uh, Michael this is Luke,” Calum says, gesturing with his free hand between the two men. “And Luke, this is Michael.” “’Lo, Michael,” Luke says, sipping at his warm beer. Michael gives him a dorky little smile-and-wave combo which looks so out of place, considering Michael looks like some 70’s punk band spat him out. Eyebrow piercing and all."

Luke and Michael meet at Ashton's band's show.

#5sosfanfictioncatalogue #5sos fanfic #calum hood #masterlists #punk #punk masterlist #au

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bratzforchris · 10 months

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The Dress

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Summary: In which Luke learns to love himself, no matter his clothing

Pairing: Michael x Luke

Warnings: Slight mentions/hints at gender dysphoria

Word Count: 657

A/N: Taken from my old ao3 account @sgfgsun. Also, I do not ship 5sos in real life in any capacity.

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Luke had never planned on wearing a dress. He was a boy, after all. Not that boys couldn't wear dresses, but for Luke's identity, he felt wearing a dress was a bit much. Sure, he loved silky, flowy shirts, jewelry, nail polish, and makeup, but dresses felt like taking everything to the next level.

That is until the boys were discussing ideas for their tenth anniversary with management. By the end of the session, the idea of the 5Sauce commercial was born. Of course, Calum would play the baby, what with his chubby cheeks and adorable fluffy curls. Michael would be the washed-up uncle with his messy hair and tattoos and love of joking. That left the mom and the dad. No one could imagine Ashton dolled up in a pink dress and makeup with heels, so he got the dad. That left the role of "mom" for Luke.

And so, Luke found himself sitting in a floral pink dress while the makeup artist applied powders and eyeshadow and mascara and lipstick to his face. He'd never admit it to anyone, but Luke loved it. When he looked at himself in the lit-up mirror, he felt like himself for the first time in a long time. He couldn't wear this in public though. This was just for a funny skit, nothing more.

But after filming had finished, Luke couldn't stop thinking about the dress and the heels. He had worn heeled boots before, but never had he worn stilettos. The whole outfit, even though it was meant to be a mom's, felt right. That's how he ended up begging the director to let him take the costume home. It's not like they needed it.

The director didn't even question it. That's how Luke ended up in his closet at home, staring at the dress and debating whether or not to put it on. He had done the pink silky shirt and makeup a few years prior, but this was a whole new step. A dress and makeup? What would the fans think?

"Ah fuck it," he mumbled to himself. "What's the harm?"

Luke quickly took off his clothes and changed into the dress. He went into the bathroom and got his little makeup case that Ashton had given him for Christmas. It wasn't very full yet, just a few bottles of nail polish, some blush, some highlighter, and a couple of eyeshadow singlets, but still. It was enough to make Luke feel beautiful. He quickly and carefully applied some highlighter and lipgloss and painted his nails an adorable baby pink.

"Luke? You in here?" Michael asked, walking into the bathroom.

Luke whipped around, dropping the hairbrush he was currently using. Fuck giving his spastic boyfriend a key. He knew that would come back to bite him in the ass someday and today appeared to be that day.

"What the hell are you wearing, Luke?" Michael laughed.

Luke's baby blue eyes filled with tears. "...I-I just wanted to feel pretty. I'll go change..." he mumbled softly.

Michael blinked, realizing that Luke was being serious. "Oh baby," he cooed, reaching for Luke's hand. "I'm sorry. I didn't know you were wearing this for real. You look so pretty."

"No, I don't. You laughed." Luke said, sounding awfully small.

"That's because I thought you were wearing a Halloween costume, honey. Can you forgive me?" Mike asked, pulling Luke in for a hug.

Luke just nodded against Michael's shoulder. "I'm still a boy though."

"That's fine, love. I think you look really pretty in dresses," Michael whispered, kissing him softly. "My pretty princess."

The blond boy giggled. "Mikey's pretty princess."

And that's how, in the following years, Luke dressed up as his best friend Sierra for Halloween while she dressed up as him. The short cheetah print dress and leather jacket, along with the long black wig and eyeliner made Luke feel utterly beautiful. And that? That's because he was.

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Calum Hood // Bassist ~ youngdumbbrokenscene

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Kim Doyeon // Actress/Vocalist ~ wormspells

Lalisa Manobal // Musician ~ beurmelatonin

Lee Jihoon "Woozi" // Musician - svnflowerhat

Logan Lerman // Actor ~ ediblelava

Luke Hemmings // Vocalist ~ taxigermy

Matthew Hauri "Yung Gravy" // Musician ~ pinkglittercowboyhat

Mattie Shears // Chef ~ clawslikeacat

Meaty Chatillon // Artist ~ ejaculaint

Mikey Way // Musician ~ slpflwr

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91percentpynch · 1 year

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my self-indulgent snowbaz headcanons

simon is trans (fmt) and uses he/they pronouns

baz is agender and uses any and all pronouns, they have a preference for they/ them tho

baz is demiromantic and that's why he always ever wanted to kiss si

baz is also on the asexual spec

si is demisexual, demiromantic and a demiboy

baz is a stress knitter and sews their own cloths

simon picked up crocheting as it helps with his depression and generally with his mental health

they adopted two ferrets, three cats and three dogs (no baz would never drink their pets, he was however worried at first)

baz named the ferrets gerad and frank because "snow. gerad way is a lot of things but cishet is not one of them. it's obvious they are in love lOOK AT THEM"

baz's comfort books are classics the raven cycle

simon's comfort books are all for the game

simon prefers crocheting plushies

lady ruth taught them how to crochet, knit and sew

simon learned how to make special editions of baz's books

simon has adhd and autism

baz is autistic

baz's favorite band is fall out boy, his comfort artists are luke hemmings (because he looks like simon and he understands xem) and conan gray (he's gay and depressed)

simon's fave band is 5SOS

simon usually wears merch (he also likes to steal baz's merch)

baz only wears eir merch at home

they go to concerts cause it makes them happy to be in a crow with people who understand them

baz is an english lit student

but baz is also a tattoo artist (part time) to be more independent from his family

simon loves to get tattooed by baz

simon also loves piercings

they like watching dan and phil together after a long day

even tho simon sucks at hugs he likes getting hugged but never asks for it cuz he doesn't wanna bother anyone

they both go to therapy to work through their issues

they go to pride together

when simon's overwhelmed he listens to music and pets one of the dogs

baz listened to yours 2.236 times

simon is a moodswing girlie

simon's comfort shows are gotham and criminal minds

baz's comfort shows are the big bang theory (even tho he's still pissed raj never got his coming out) and he like gotham as well

mama by mcr was baz and si's trans awakening

baz is a book hoarder collector

simon's obsessed with plushies cuz they never got ones when he was little

baz and simon binge watch early 2000 nickelodeon/ disney shows together to get their childhood back

simon is a pretty decent cook

simon has no dream career or hopes/ goals cuz they never thought he'd come this far so now they're struggling a little

baz is a plant parent

simon adopts everyone who is even slightly sad no matter if they never talk to him which can be overwhelming sometimes (baz calls him a gansey friend. everything one needs, but never care about themselves)

simon always has to listen to music, even at night, because they can't handle their thoughts so he constantly needs background noises

simon also loves luke hemmings, but he will always be a calum/ ashton girlie

baz wears make-up, jewlery and nail polish

simon occasionally lets baz do his nails

simon is obsessed with doc martens and cord trousers

simon occasionally lets baz dress him

baz likes to wear skirts and dresses

#simon snow #tyrannus basilton grimm pitch #snowbaz #carry on #wayward son #awtwb

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inwhvspers · 1 year

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☼☾ ( MADCHEN AMICK, 45 / 26 , SHE/THEY, DEMI FEMALE, SIKA DEER PÚCA ) - have you seen AOIFE VAUGHN? they’ve been living in afon vale for 45 YEARS and they really think they’re safe. people say that they’re ERUDITE but i heard they’re DISMISSIVE. you can usually find them working as a/an BARTENDER at THE ROYAL OAK. they’ve tried hard to keep KILLED THEIR MOTHER buried but the truth always comes out. a few things that remind me of them are … soft freckles across her nose; the scent of fur trees in her hair; fairy lights in apartment windows; faded lip prints on mirrors; a smile that can melt hearts.

basics.

name: aoife vaughn

age: 26 (45)

gender: demi female

species: puca (sika deer)

sexuality: demisexual / demiromantic

occupation: bartender, the royal oak

hometown: afon vale

ethnicity: caucasian

languages: english, gaelic, french

physical.

height: 5'5"

build: lithe

hair: light brown; long, wavy/curly hair for most of the time unless she chooses to straighten it. wild and free, like her spirit.

eyes: hazel, doe-eyed

tattoos: small deer marking on her left hip, a rook on her right wrist.

piercings: twice on each earlobe, helix, rook

personal style: a lot of muted colors and soft fabrics, often choosing comfort over style and function over form. gravitates towards softer greens, reds, blues, and 'smokier' colors. has been known to dye parts of her hair temporarily but always ends up back with the light brown. can often be seen with her deer horns when wandering the forest. always a smattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose that get a second layer of 'whiter' freckles when she's in partial deer form.

psychological.

positive: erudite, free-spirited, creative

negative: dismissive, secretive, touchy, absent minded

MBTI: istj

enneagram: the investigator

temperament: choleric

family.

father: calum vaugn (alive, estranged) , npc

mother: catrione vaugn (deceased) , npc

brother: (alive), open

aunt: (alive), open

headcanons.

her name is pronounced like 'eva' but with a softer v leaning more towards an f.

often slips into partial deer form if left alone to her own devices and especially if she's wandering the woods. full deer form is more likely in the woods, obviously.

one of her antlers/horns is tinged at the tip a bit more reddish but it's barely perceptible most of the time.

she has a pet rabbit named thumper.

she makes videos for tiktok sometimes with specific filters... yes, she tries to look like a deer. it's fine.

she and rory have known each other a while, probably since school but didn't really get into the best friend/ride or die zone until a bit later, but now they're inseparable and she'll easily fight someone for her.

she has an allergy to grapes.

she practices reading tarot and will sometimes do that for bar patrons; she also designed her own deck and it's extremely personal to her (she is a decent artist, at least)

she has absolute shit luck in most things. she's the one who always bangs her toes into furniture or cracks brand new phone screens almost immediately.

aoife sees a therapist of sorts but makes sure it's v quiet and sort of out of the way so no one sees her do it. she's already weird enough, she thinks (hopefully I can write her getting over this stigma because ew)

cw: abuse (child through young adult; physical and mental), abandonment, murder, death of a parent.

biography.

aoife's father left when she was young and she's resented him ever since.

her mother was taking care of her but very much not in a safe way and aoife suffered a lot under her.

she was kept from the outside world a lot in the beginning, her mother having lost the thread of reality and deciding they should live in a cabin off in the woods somewhere.

as she grew, the abuse turned more physical and at some points she was forced to be in deer form for days at a time and took lashings if she wandered too far from home.

aoife was a teenager when she'd finally had enough and lashed out. she hadn't meant for it to end how it did, with her mother impaled on her deer horns, but that is how it went.

it took a while for her to wash the blood off of her horns in half-form and to burn the body, but she did. Her mother's bones are somewhere in the woods near the cabin she used to call home, now abandoned.

aoife moved into the city proper at 17 and found her father's sister, being taken in and taken care of. She never told her aunt how it happened, but said her mother had died and her father had run off long ago and the woman was kind and looked after her. She could tell aoife had been abused and was gentle with her, which was new for aoife.

school was a revelation. she wasn't illiterate or anything as before her mother had lost the plot she'd taught her to read and gave her lessons... they just became less pleasant as time went on. the socialization however was so new and freeing and she immediately fell into all the worst, wrong crowds and got into trouble a lot.

her aunt was worried but let it go because honestly, the girl had been through a lot. when aoife hit 20 though she started to put the law to hand. she knew eventually aoife was leave her but for now she had to try and keep her safe.

aoife mellowed, still very much leaning towards the idea of bad decisions. this leads to one night stands and pushing away the 'right ones' for fear of something bad happening.

she now lives on her own, but calls her aunt every now and again to check in because she's the one she thinks of as her mother even after only a handful of years.

she's intelligent and could have still pivoted into some kind of degree if she'd wanted, but she chose to just stay where she was and take a job bartending.

she has her regulars that she's quite fond of and always offers a smile and a crinkle of her freckled nose for them when they come in.

connections.

best friend taken by rory!

friends, misc.

rival

potential love interests, slow burn

exes, misc.

favored bar patrons

other puca

someone who knows about her mom but is keeping it to themselves.

#aoife: intro #aoife: about #whvspers:intro #aoife

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