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carryonafi · 1 year ago

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hi my sweet baby angel— been thinkin about fonda!luke a lot recently… was wondering if you could write a little cute/smutty ‘i’m so fuckin proud of you’ blurb that takes place after his ono? do whatever you want with it, i know you’ll do great bby <3

only the brave.

luke hemmings x reader; SMUT!!!🔞

a/n: HELLO finally getting to some requests! starting with one from my dear souperbloom 😋 she’s already gotten a few little snippets but shh we don’t talk about that. ANYWAY here’s only the brave featuring fonda night 1 lukey pookie :3

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Luke was always in his element when he performed, but it was always surrounded by the others that he shone. Knowing him, you would have never thought he could have done this on his own. Not that you didn’t have the faith, but it was how often he spoke about feeling alone when he wasn’t standing by his best friends.You were currently standing backstage with him, in the dressing room before his first ever solo show with a full house of guests and the next night hopefully bound to be a wonderful repeat due to the unexpected high demand of the first night.

“How do you feel?” You said softly, the room silent other than the outside noises of the crew moving around the pre-show playlist in the background.

“I think I’m gonna throw up.” Luke sighed, tipping his head back against the door, he did look sort of pale, but he usually seemed that way.

The look on his face softened a bit once you reached out to take his hands.

“You’ll be okay… do your vocal warmups. That helps doesn’t it?” A weak suggestion, but it was a thoughtful attempt that made Luke crack a smile.

“I dunno.” He admitted, his expression turning back to normal once he really started to think again. You could understand how he felt, knowing him for years and seeing how much stage anxiety he went through even with the others around.

“They’re gonna be watching too, y’know? All you have to do is look up at the balcony.” As much as you tried to make him feel better, you knew that nothing would truly ease him. The thought of looking up to see you and his best friends made him feel a little bit better for the moment, that was until a crew member shouted for call time. Luke’s face dropped again.

“You’re going to be amazing, okay? You always are.” You offered a weak smile, getting one back as Luke leaned in to press a gentle kiss to your lips.

He looked like he was about to say something in reply, but instead, he bit his tongue and took the encouragement instead of plaguing it with his doubts. “Thank you.” He said gratefully, leading you out of the dressing room and parting ways once he got to the wings and you left to join the crowd.

The lights went down and the last song on the playlist ended, you took a deep breath suddenly feeling anxious for Luke now as well — but as you said. He was always amazing.

Security walked you up to the balcony, a few stray fans at the back of the general admission floor whispered to themselves and happily waved as you walked by and made your way up to where the others were standing. Michael turned around as he felt your presence join them, giving you a look through the darkness.

“He’s okay?” He asked, seemingly responding to the anxiety taking over your entire expression.

“He should be, just nervous to be up there without you guys.” You gave him the simplest answer possible, knowing how it described the last hour or so of sitting in the dressing room and trying to talk Luke down from walking straight back out to the car… or throwing up. He was very close to both of those scenarios.

—

Just as you told him, all of that encouragement and gentle words to get his hopes up, he played a really good show and seemed to be feeling incredible by the end of it. You left the rest of Luke’s friends just at the end of the last song so you could meet him backstage, and it was the best decision you could’ve made. It was obvious that he needed to see you after that.

He picked up his head once he tossed his last pick into the crowd and headed backstage, a smile gracing his features illuminated by the few and far bright lights in the otherwise dark venue. It was too hard to resist the temptation to smile as well, rushing forward and throwing yourself into his arms.

“See, you did amazing!” You squealed happily against his shoulder, Luke’s heart was racing and you could feel it relax significantly as you stood there and held him for a moment. He breathed out a long sigh of relief, nearly tearing his in-ears out with one hand while the other snaked around your waist to hold you tight. He needed this. He needed nothing more than your arms enveloping his physical worries and making him feel like he just won the Olympics.

“Thank you… Thank you so much.” Luke whispered against your hair, pressing repeated kisses to the side of your head and not stopping even when you tilted your head to look at him. Instead he just went with it, kissing your face until he finally reached your lips. He teased a little, kissing the corner of your mouth which had you giggling and grabbing his cheeks so he couldn’t move. You planted an aggressively loving kiss to his lips, the sensation of his growing smile making it hard to hold it.

“I’m very proud of you, so fuckin’ proud of you, Luke.” You replied in that same tone he used earlier, a wider grin spreading across Luke’s face as he started to walk you backwards towards the dressing room again.

“Don’t think I could’ve done it without you.” He muttered like it was a secret, quickly pecking your lips once more with his hands splayed out on your back so you didn’t walk into anything.

“Bullshit.” You scrunched up your nose, Luke shook his head then turned you around.

“No, no. I definitely couldn’t have.” He played back despite your protest, leading you into the small room and closing the door.

You sat on one side of the small sofa while Luke shed himself of his gear and slipped off his suit jacket which left him in the matching brown vest, your eyes roamed, scanned each little part of his body. His wrists shoulder blades flexing as he tried to rid the exhaustion of performing which was mostly masked by adrenaline. Luke saw you in the mirror, smiling back at you as a simple wave of your hand gestured for him to come closer. He didn’t let a beat go by, he obeyed and slowly approached you.

“Wanna go back home, or sit and decompress for a while?” You asked, placing your legs in his lap and playing with his sweaty curls.

“Mm, decompress. Don’t wanna move.” He hummed, an arm curling under your thighs and pulling you closer to him. Even past the warmth and exertion, he needed to feel you. Your warmth.

The dressing room was quiet, peaceful as Luke came down and basked in his glory of a first solo performance. Usually, there would be some sort of music playing, 3 other guys messing around and celebrating yet another amazing night… but it was just Luke. You and Luke.

“I’m proud of you.” You repeated, catching Luke’s attention away from the loose thread in your outfit. His lips quirked into a crooked smile, the smile that made the high points of his cheeks glow with joy. He thought for a moment before nodding, gently squeezing your thigh.

“I’m proud of me, too.” Luke agreed, the glitter smeared across his eyelids had managed to spread on his face. You reached forward to brush some away, but he took this opportunity to catch your waiting lips in another soft kiss.

Your hand moved slowly on his cheek, fingertips catching the underside of his jaw and keeping him close for just a fleeting second more. Until your lips broke apart, it wasn’t known who did it, but all you knew was that Luke was leaning in for more. His lips were forced against yours again with much more, newfound fervor as his free arm hooked around your middle.

It was nearly silent from there on, just gentle kissing and featherlight touches which spoke more volume than any rough make out session, any bedroom session — the adrenaline pumping through Luke’s veins and the events of the night had him on a high.

“C’mere��” He murmured against your kiss-swollen lips, a pout on his own as he hoisted you into his lap and nearly forced you to straddle him.

“Really?” You teased, letting out a breathy laugh as Luke licked his lips and admired his own hands exploring your body. Slipping into the waistband of your bottoms and watching the goosebumps form on your skin at his warmth.

“We’ve never done this after a show before, please?” He pleaded, looking up at you through mascara coated eyelashes which pushed you to give into him.

“As long as you can make it quick.” You hushed in response, just as Luke’s hands disappeared under your skirt and delicately brushed the soft skin of your inner thighs. He nodded, slowly taking his hands off of you to unbutton those annoying, high waisted slacks that he had really been obsessed with. They were hard to shuffle down with you in his lap, so you decided to help him out by lifting your hips a little.

“Made it easy by wearing that..” Luke gave as an affectionate note, making it clear that the skirt was a good option— a great option.

“Easy access?” You grinned, his pupils dilating at the sight of your underwear slowly slipping down your legs and leaving the underneath to his imagination beneath the skirt, Luke hummed in agreement, his hands returning to spread themselves across your hips and bring you even closer. It was barely possible.

“You’re annoying.” He whispered, his eyes turning soft and desperate as your hips came into contact.

“What? How so?” You gasped, tone full of mirth as you witnessed Luke slowly losing control over being so close to you. Every single time, without fail he was always going to get to that breaking point of desperation and you loved it.

“You jus’ have to look so pretty all the time, it’s annoying — I gotta hold it all in.” Luke replied, moving forward to bury his face in your neck and leave needy, wet kisses on your skin. “Have t’ share you with everyone… they all look at you, baby.” He rambled into your neck, lips and tongue dragging over your skin in a soft haste to get to his favorite parts of you. Luke ended his trail of destruction with one gentle kiss to your chest, right above the center where he rested his curly little head in defeat. Defeat of falling victim to you.

“Don’t have to share me with anyone, silly boy.” You laughed, hands carding through his hair and massaging his dark roots. “I’m all yours.” You said gently, careful of Luke’s fragile mind where he often struggled.

However, you were caught off guard by the switch he took. Luke peeked his head up, pushing up into your hands like he was a puppy desperate for love, but slipped himself inside you in one flawless motion. It left you breathless, Luke beaming with satisfaction as you took him.

“All mine?” He breathed, ring-clad fingers tightening on your hips and indenting the flesh beneath his hands. All that came out of you was a weak sigh of pleasure, coaxing you to sink down further and devour inch by inch. Luke was waiting for an answer, so you nodded and hummed appreciatively which seemed to be more than enough for him. His hips slowly started to move, leaning back against the couch to watch the obscenity before him. Anyone could walk into this dressing room, anyone could see you perched on his lap and know within seconds what was going on under the fluff of your skirt. Just the sounds you were making with each caring and generous roll of his hips had him imagining the scenarios of someone hearing you. It was a low chance, but hell, was it daunting.

“So.. So goddamn proud.” You looked down at Luke, admiring how he had reached and let one button on his vest go to expose more of his chest.

“Uh huh, you’re proud?” He raised his eyebrows, the rise and fall of his chest as his breathing picked up driving you both just a little more crazy for each other.

The simplicity of your nod made Luke smile, knowing that he had taken your words away and left you so focused on the rhythm he had pumping in and out of you. But he was close too, losing control but not nearly as weak as you.

“Luke!” You gasped when his pace changed, he was now focused on chasing his own pleasure once he was secure in the fact that you would be finishing before him. This made it all come crashing down, little pulses and shocks through your nerves, thighs twitching as you clamped down hard and bit your knuckles to keep yourself quiet.

“Hey…” Luke breathed, taking your hand away from your mouth as your orgasm smoothly washed over you. “Don’t hurt my girl.” He gave you a crooked half-smile, his hips stuttering which told that he was there. Right there, letting out that deep groan and leaning forward to press his face against your collarbone as he pumped deep inside you, His curls tickled your neck, slicked with sweat from the activities within the humid dressing room.

It was about two minutes until you each didn’t feel like jello anymore, you felt a smile of post-orgasm bliss creeping up on you which turned into giggles.

“Fuckin’ love you so much.” You sighed dreamily, tangling a hand in Luke’s hair and gently coaxing him to look up at you. The glitter from his eyes was now on your neck, and somehow his nose— you examined his flushed face with care and graced a loving peck to his nose.

“Love you more.” Luke barely managed past his own smile, waiting a few more moments to spare the gentle touches and soft kisses from you. It felt like so long until he could finally get you home… but home was just half an hour away, more of those kisses in a much better environment were waiting for him. “This was a really great reward,” he mumbled, shy like some schoolboy.

“Oh yeah?” You chuckled, mindlessly fixing the buttons of his vest and watching as he returned to picking at some loose thread on your top. Luke nodded, giving you the loving eyes shielded by his impressively long eyelashes. “Imagine what kind of reward you’ll get when you finish a solo tour.”

“I can’t even begin.” Luke grinned back, hoisting you up from the couch once you were all situated and ready to face as many people as you possibly needed to. Hopefully not a lot, if Luke was counting right. Security, staff, driver…

“There’s fans waiting out back, wanna go see them?” You suggested, grasping Luke’s hand as you headed out of the venue and strides hastily through the backstage halls. You knew what Luke’s answer was going to be, the hesitance to go back and show his fans some appreciation would be the nice thing to do. However, tomorrow was another show. They could wait and have some hope for him until the next night.

“Nah, just wanna go home.” He admitted, blinking down at you in the dim light to adjust and focus clearly on your face. You were now also covered in his glitter, and it was truly a sight for him. One that he would be sad to wash off at home, but maybe there was more in it for him if he was extra gentle with your cleanser.

#5sos fanfic #ashton irwin #luke hemmings #5 seconds of summer #calum hood #michael clifford #5sos smut #5sos x reader #5sos one shot #luke hemmings x reader #luke hemmings smut

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mnz-10 · 2 months ago

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Snippet of Delusion of Fate chap 61

Luke-centric, si oc, roman gods ≠ greek gods, canon divergence

Luke was trying very hard to keep his cool, if slightly stiff, smile in place. Hands neatly crossed in front of him as he walked—gliding like a breeze over salt-stained water, the fabric of his chiton swishing artfully against his legs.

The picture of elegance.

Grace in human form.

Delicate and dignified and classy—all perfect feminine characteristics Luke wore with ease, slipping into this routine like he’d never left it. Like welcoming a dear old friend after years apart. As natural as putting on the same clothes every morning.

Easy.

But I don’t know if that woman will be fooled, Luke thought darkly, the only outward sign of his distress a twitch of his fingers—smoothed away with practiced ease. Smooth. Effortless

You’re elegance made physical. You’re grace and classiness and beauty—

Jesus Christ. Luke breathed in slowly, attempting to calm the buzzing under his skin.

In and out.

Again.

It did nothing.

Luke remained the same anxious, nervous wreck of a—very anatomically accurate—male, attempting to infiltrate the island of the witch-goddess Circe with a pretty smile tucked behind his hand.

Like that would successfully change his parts.

As if he weren’t sweating bullets behind the polished mask.

As if he weren’t infinitely ready to lift the hem of this stolen (divine boon…?) chiton and bolt toward the horizon like an unwilling bride.

By the grace of God, he repeated, for the hundredth miserable step. I’m fucked—there’s no way a millennium old witch gets fooled by some random pretty boy in a dress.

Fucked.

A catastrophe of divine proportions, perfectly suited to the flaming shitshow that was his life.

Calm. You’re as serene as a still lake. Very calm. You’re not scared—

What was it the women in Dune said again?

He furrowed his brows, internal gears grinding as he tried to summon the memory—blurry from a life already lived and died. Then, like a light flickering somewhere at the back of his mind, the quote came back to him.

Fear is the mind killer. The little death—something something. I don’t remember the rest, Luke chanted to himself.

It did absolutely nothing.

He felt like cursing out loud but bit his tongue before the… impolite words could pry his mouth open and traumatize the impressionable young minds around him.

Well. Just the one.

Sneaking a glance out of the corner of his eye, he saw Hylla walking ahead, quiet. Every so often she would glance back, a small frown drawing her brows together, before shaking her head and returning her gaze to the path ahead.

It had happened several times now.

“Is something the matter, Hylla?” he asked, watching as some man-turned-fox frolicked near a patch of berry bushes a few meters ahead.

It was once a man, his mind informed him primly, as the red fox gave a vigorous shake (very fluffy—Luke’s fingers twitched with the urge to sink into the fur) and made a distinctly foxy noise before looping away.

He slammed the thought aside.

Still. It remained unnerving—knowing the truth soiled the dream, made it less perfect.

Suffering hidden beneath pretty sheets was still suffering: open wounds, quietly festering from neglect.

#pjo #luke castellan #pjo fanfic #dof #delusion of fate #percy jackson fic #pjo fic #fanfic

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hippolotamus · 2 years ago

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Inspiration Saturday 🚂

tagged by @steadfastsaturnsrings @daffi-990 @spotsandsocks @wildlife4life @disasterbuckdiaz thank you loves 🥰 (and do go check out their snippets and boards if you haven’t!)

No snippets today, but a moodboard for the current chapter of you're where I wanna go

+ Bonus lyric: can't stop dreaming of chandeliers (and your voice is all I hear) - Luke Hemmings, mum

no pressure tagging @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @giddyupbuck @stereopticons @monsterrae1 @honestlydarkprincess @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy @eddiediaztho @thewolvesof1998 @heartshapedvows @loserdiaz @watchyourbuck @your-catfish-friend @statueinthestone @buddierights @911onabc @jesuisici33 @pirrusstuff @cowboy-buddie @the-likesofus @fionaswhvre @barbiediaz @eowon @ladydorian05 @wikiangela @apothecarose @vanillahigh00 @rmd-writes my love @lizzie-bennetdarcy @welcometololaland and anyone else who wants to (if i forgot to tag you no i didn't)

#moving and travel and nightmares oh my!#buck and lucy are gonna learn some secrets about each other #and they’re going to be the best most supportive spouses to each other #inspiration saturday #buddie wip #fic: you’re where i wanna go #queerplatonic relationship #lavender marriage #hippo writes #historical au

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kindahoping4forever · 1 year ago

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Luke IG Story

#I'm personally avoiding snippets since they're so few songs on the album but in case others were interested 🫶🏻#5sos #5 seconds of summer #luke hemmings #luke #boy ep #Instagram #lh ig #kh4f post

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autisticbokutoenthusiast · 11 months ago

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song shuffle tag game

rules: put your music library on shuffle, then list the first five songs that come up in a poll to let people vote for which one they like the most!

tags and snippets below the cut

tagging: @jeffsatyr @jgyapologism @thegroundhogdidit @zentriii and anyone else who wants!

#tag game #Spotify

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edge-oftheworld · 1 year ago

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am I the only one who heard ‘sugar coated pain’ for the first time in 2024?

#we’ve had that song for like 6 years #and I’ve been a fan from the start but I always thought it just repeated sugar coated brain #empty wallets #youngblood #5sos #5 seconds of summer #okay why is this reminding me of ashtons snippet?#the hey! hey! don’t you hide all your pain one #seriously did this line ever exist or did someone convince me to hear it #do you guys hear this line too?#ashton irwin #luke hemmings #calum hood #michael clifford

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lover-of-mine · 2 years ago

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Sevenish Sentence Sunday!

I was tagged by @try-set-me-on-fire @honestlydarkprincess @alyxmastershipper @wildlife4life @wikiangela @cowboy-buck @disasterbuckdiaz @giddyupbuck thank yooooooou!!!!!!

I was also tagged by some people to do inspiration saturday but i never do inspiration saturday because unless I'm talking about the wayf fic, I'm just following the voices oskaoskaosk but since I'm writing this bit of it that's actually inspired by the lyrics of the song, I will go with that now. My inspiration is Luke Hemmings voice singing "MAKING ALL OUR PLANS IN THE SANTA CRUZ SAND THAT NIGHT" and it's one of the 2 scenes that started this off and made me call this a song fic and name it after wrapped around your finger by 5sos (the song is not available worldwide but i did upload an audio for a live version here if you're curious). prev snippet.

"God, I miss him," Buck said once Eddie put his phone down and he chuckled. "Tell me about it." "Can we raid him off camp?" Buck asked, shifting on the sand so he could look at Eddie, who glanced at him, looking amused. "I don't think he would be happy with us if we did." "He'll get over it, ice cream for dinner for a week or something," Buck shrugged, and Eddie laughed. "I can't in good conscience let him have that much sugar," he said, moving so he was facing Buck too while he pouted. "Fine, I'll just bribe him with a new game, or like, a Switch or something." "Or we could just let him stay at camp for another five days." "How is that better?" Buck complained and Eddie ran a hand over his face, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I don't know? To teach him some independence or something?" He asked, frowning at Buck, "what else were people telling me to let him go in the first place?" "That it would be good for him?" He offered, face softening and Eddie all but sighed. "Not sure how good it is for me."

i will tag @bucks118 and @housewifebuck if they feel like sharing <3

#writing #seven sentence sunday #wayf fic #911 wip #buddie wip #buck and eddie in the flashbacks: we're just having sex #also buck and eddie in the flashbacks: so do you want to have more kids?#aslkasokaslkalsxalsalsmas #emotional constipation at its finest with this two in this fic #they are very cute but very frustrating oaksoaksoaksas #i also love the way the present and the flashbacks go the opposite directions when it comes to like the feeling of it #the flashbacks start all cute and end tense and the present is the other way around #i love this fic so much you guys dont understand

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5sosfanfictioncatalogue · 2 years ago

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Popular Ashton Masterlist

17 Again (ao3) - carolinagirl178, Pink_Strawberries michael/calum, luke/ashton G, 12k

Summary: "So, you're telling me, that you're a 28 year old man, who made a wish yesterday to be 17 again, and then today you woke up, and you were, um...17? Again?" Luke asks incredulously.

Michael nods his head.

"Yeah. Weird, right?"

Or when high school drop out Michael Clifford is given a cake with 28 candles by his 2 best friends and told to make a wish, he wishes for a second chance, which is exactly what he gets.

Dear Blue Eyes (ao3) - snickerz luke/ashton G, 5k

Summary: Geek and bullied Luke Hemmings meets popular jock son of the headteacher Ashton Irwin, Luke falls hard for Ashton who's friends constantly beat him up, Ashton and Luke become friends and start texting however Luke never tells Ashton, one day Luke starts to recieve Love notes from an anonymous person and all is revealed so read:]

I'll See You With Your Laughter Lines (ao3) - CliffordAffliction calum/ashton M, 11k

Summary: Snippets of Calum and Ashton's life together through Ashton's eyes

I 'love' You (ao3) - Instagram luke/ashton N/R, 1k

Summary: Luke still can't believe that Ashton - popular, loved by all Ashton Irwin - choose himself - dorky, quiet Luke Hemming's - to go and stalk All Time Low with him.

Or, Luke and Ashton are on the road, following All Time Low across America, and are kind of in love.

I turned my good side in (ao3) - CliffordAffliction calum/ashton E, 3k

Summary: Calum's dreams come true when Ashton fucks him at a party

Pizza and videogames (ao3) - HollywoodUndeadRammstein michael/ashton N/R, 1k

Summary: Michael is the school’s punk. Everyone who knows him, which is basically the whole school, knows he’s into girls but doesn’t mind boys either. Even though almost the whole school knows him: he has only two friends: Luke and Calum. Michael can’t help it but to fall helplessly in love with Ashton Irwin, the popular guy at school. He’s friends with everyone who wants to be friends with him but somehow he’s a mystery to everyone: no one knows anything about him and he’s never seen with a girl before.

Even though Ashton likes and befriends everyone: he’s never spoken with Michael and his friends. And although it doesn’t seem like it’s going to change soon, you never know what’s going to happen.

Starting Over (ao3) - orphan_account luke/ashton M, 15k

Summary: Luke Hemmings is the new kid at school. Shy, self conscious and nervous, he (literally) bumps into Ashton Irwin, the most popular kid at school. It's time for starting over.

Suit's, Ties and Everything in between (ao3) - snickerz luke/ashton N/R, 7k

Summary: Luke Hemmings the school's outcast get's paired with Ashton Irwin the school's 'heart throb' for the Prom.

"And that's the day I fell in love with Luke Hemmings"

teenage televised taping of love (ao3) - fffearless luke/ashton T, 10k

Summary: It’s dumb for Luke to get excited that Ashton would say something like that to him when he’s about a million percent sure he’s only into girls and this means nothing for his hopeless crush but he can’t help the surge of butterflies tickling his stomach with the flap of their wings.

(Or the one where Luke likes Ashton then lots of things happen then he hates him then he likes him again anyway)

The Bet (wattpad) - ashtonfortherwin luke/ashton

Summary: Luke Hemmings has been an outcast every since he came out. Ashton Irwin is the star soccer player who moonlights as Luke's bully and personal tormentor. When Ashton's failing grades force them together, will they form a friendship that can't be broken, or is everything Luke's ever hoped for built on lies?

there for you - @sup3rbloom (haveufoundwhaturlookingfor) luke/ashton, michael/calum T, 3k

Summary: Luke has been transferred to countless high schools due to the constant bullying. Finally, Luke lands in a high school where he gets to be with Ashton. He thinks it will be better for him, but he underestimated how popular Ashton really is.

#5sosfanfictioncatalogue #5sos fanfic #5sos #ashton irwin #popular!ashton #popular!ashton masterlist #masterlists #au #popular

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foreverdreamingxblog-blog · 4 months ago

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Petals - Luke Hemmings (2)

Warning: This contains highly adult and explicit content. Please do not continue if you are underage. 5k+ words this chapter.

Chapter 2: Dangerous Game

A few days have passed since my steamy encounter with Luke and Sarah has been bugging me for more details. I haven't given in to her pushing yet, just snippets of information, but my god has she been hungry for everything. Normally I'd tell her with no problem, so it's definitely driving her up a wall. For some reason I've been holding this one a little closer than I typically would. Maybe it's the arrangement I made with him stopping me. Not sure.

"So, I've been doing research," Sarah begins as she plops down on the couch next to me.

I was watching something, but I have a feeling I won't be able to focus on it, so I turn the volume down and turn to look at her. "Okay... Research on?"

"Your boy toy. I'm going to call him that now."

I roll my eyes and sigh, "Sarah, you know I don't want to know anything. Kinda defeats the whole purpose of the hooking up if I know personal shit."

She seems to consider my words for a moment, pursing her lips and narrowing her eyes. Then, suddenly, her expression goes back to normal. "I get it, Lex, but as your best friend, these are things you should know. I'll keep it as... emotionless as possible."

I lean back on the couch with a soft thunk and cross my arms. "If I tell you to shut up, shut up."

"Yes, ma'am," she says as she gives me a playful salute, which I can't help but laugh at slightly. Sarah's expression changes once more into something serious as she begins to dive in to whatever she dredged up. "So, I'm sure you remember me mentioning that he was in a shitty relationship. I dug into it more now that we confirmed it was him you were with."

"Sarah," I say with a warning in my tone. "This is exactly what I don't want to know."

"Trust me. Just listen, I won't give a bunch of details."

My eyes narrow again but I nod slowly and keep my mouth shut.

"Anyway... The point I want to make is that it was bad, Lex. Obviously, no one has the real, full details like he would, but it was fucking messy to say the least. He was with her for years and it ended poorly as well a few months ago." Sarah pauses, taking a deep breath before she continues. "I'm not sure you should get involved with him, Lex. He's got a lot of baggage, more than the public will ever know, and I don't want to see you get hurt." She reaches out and touches my arm in a supportive gesture. "You deserve someone who's going to treat you right, not someone who's still emotionally tied up in his past."

I take a moment to consider her words before replying. "Fair point, but it's just sex. And what would I even say if he called to hook up? 'Oh, sorry I found out who you are and about your ex'?"

Sarah nods, her eyes flickering around before looking back at me. "I get it. You're not looking for anything serious, and I'm not trying to change your mind." She smiles reassuringly as she says, "Just be careful, okay? You're literally playing with fire here. Luke's a celebrity, and his life is all about drama and public scrutiny. You might get caught up in it, and I don't want you to get burned." She pauses again, her expression softening. "Just don't get too invested, okay? Remember, this is just supposed to be fun."

"I didn't plan on getting invested. I doubt he did either, especially if he recently got out of something long and terrible," I say with a nonchalant shrug.

"I hope you're right, Lex. I just don't want to see you get hurt," Sarah says, her voice soft. "If he calls, make sure your intentions are clear. Don't lead him on and don't let him lead you on either." A teasing glint appears in her eyes as she says, "And if things do get serious and you do end up falling for him... I'll be here to pick up the pieces." She laughs softly, trying to lighten the mood.

I roll my eyes, convinced I can handle emotionless sex. "Yeah, yeah. We agreed on no attachments. It'll be fine." I glance over at the clock, just now realizing it's decently into the night. "Holy shit, time flies. I should shower and get to bed."

Sarah laughs and gets up from the couch, stretching her arms over her head. "Sounds like an excuse to end this conversation. It's fine though, I said what I needed to. Sweet dreams of Luke Hemmings," she says with a wink as she turns and goes towards her room.

I shake my head at her comment and turn off the tv, heading to my bathroom. I grab a shower and dry my hair. During the whole process, I try to push everything Sarah told me out of my mind. I understand that she cares and is concerned, but I'm an adult and so is he. We can make our own choices and do this without anything deeper.

As I get into some sweatpants and a tank top, my phone buzzes on the nightstand. I hang up my towels from my shower and pad back into the room, picking up my phone and unlocking it to view the text from... a number I don't know. Weird time for a scam text.

Unknown: Hey, it's Luke. Still can't get your body out of my head. What are you up to tonight?

My eyebrows raise in surprise, but I guess I should've expected to hear from him eventually. I quickly add the number to my contacts, laying down on my bed, and then type out my reply.

Me: Just laying on my bed at the moment.

I roll over onto my back and gaze up at the ceiling as I wait for a reply. Flashes of the long night we spent together run through my head and a small smile comes to my lips.

Luke: Alone, I hope. I was thinking about coming over.

The text is simple, but it's flirty and suggestive at the same time. I can practically hear him saying it in that hot Aussie accent of his. I feel a rush of excitement and anticipation swell within me, wondering if he's serious.

I clutch my phone and quickly get up from the bed, jogging over to Sarah's room. I throw her door open without even bothering to knock and she looks up at me from a book, startled by my unannounced entrance.

"Whoa, what's going on?" she asks as she sets the book face down on her lap.

"I'm pretty sure Luke is asking to come over," I announce, biting my lip.

Sarah's eyes widen, a mix of shock and amusement on her face. "Oh my god... What did he say?"

I shrug and let her see the conversation. "Not much, but I didn't reply yet because I had to ask if you'd, ya know, stay in your room with the door closed..."

Sarah takes in the simple conversation and glances up at me with a knowing look. "I'm fucking jealous, but yeah, I'll stay in my room. I'll just... put on some music or something to drown out the noise." She winks at me, clearly very amused by the situation. "Just try not to make too much of a mess, okay? I don't want to have to clean up after you two."

I roll my eyes good-naturedly as she nudges me in a playful manner with her elbow. "You're a doll. Hopefully we make it to my room and you won't have to worry." I give her a wink back and head out of the room, shutting her door behind me and heading back to my room to flop onto my bed and type out a response.

Me: Alone in my bed, yes. Were you trying to join me?

Practically as soon as I hit send, my phone starts to ring. It startles me at first, but I answer the call anyway. "Hey, what's up?" I try to sound casual even though my heart is beating a bit quicker than it should be from the anticipation.

Luke's deep, sultry voice comes through my phone. "Hey, beautiful. I was thinking about you and I couldn't wait to hear your voice again. You know, I've been lying in bed, just like you, thinking about all the things I want to do to you..."

I bite my lip as he speaks, hearing the smirk in his voice, but manage to reply, "Oh yeah? Is that why you were thinking about coming over?"

Luke chuckles on the other line, low and throaty. "Oh, you have no idea. I've been craving you all day. I need to feel your skin against mine, to taste your lips... and so much more." His voice drops to a whisper, his tone dripping with desire, "I'm getting in my car now. I hope you're ready for me."

I glance around my room, realizing I really should straighten up somewhat. "I'll be waiting," I reply.

When Luke speaks again, his voice is firm and commanding. "Good. I want you to be naked and waiting for me when I get there. I want to see every inch of your beautiful body."

The line goes dead and I'm left on my bed with my heart racing and the excitement bubbling inside of me. I send him my address and set my phone on the nightstand. I get up from my bed and start to quickly shove anything that could be considered 'mess' into my closet. While I'm working to clean up things fast, I catch my rarely used silk robe out of the corner of my eye. I grab the robe with a smile, knowing this will be just perfect, and strip down to nothing.

As I'm tying the robe around my waist, there's a knock at the front door. My heart skips a beat, and I take a deep breath, feeling a mixture of excitement and nerves. "Coming!" I call out, trying to sound calm and collected. I take one last quick glance in the mirror, making sure everything is in place, then make my way to the front door.

I unlock the apartment door and swing it open slowly, leaning against it a bit with a playful smirk. "Hey."

Luke is standing in front of me, looking as gorgeous as ever. He's dressed in a simple white t-shirt and jeans, but the intensity in his blue eyes takes my breath away. He steps inside, his gaze roving over my body, taking in the silk robe that barely covers me.

"Hey yourself," he says, low and husky.

He reaches out, grabbing my waist and pulling me close, his lips crashing down on mine in a searing kiss. I blindly shove the door closed behind him as he kisses me, the slam of the door echoing in the apartment. Luke deepens the kiss, his hands roaming over my body as he presses me against the wall. His body is hard and strong against me, and I can feel the heat radiating from him. His lips are demanding, claiming mine as his own, and I melt into the kiss, my hands tangling in his hair.

He breaks the kiss, his lips trailing down my neck, nipping and sucking at the skin as he goes. I let out a quiet moan, arching my back, and he takes full advantage of the movement, his hands slipping beneath the robe to cup my breasts. My head tilts to the side, giving him more access to my skin, and I feel his lips curve up into a smile. His teeth graze over my earlobe before he whispers, "You're so damn sexy. I can't get enough of you, Lex."

His hands continue to explore my body, his fingers tracing the curves of my waist and hips before dipping down to the hem of the robe. He pushes it aside, his touch sending shivers down my spine as he caresses my inner thigh. My chest rises and falls expectantly as his fingers travel along the sensitive skin.

Luke's eyes darken with desire as he watches my reaction, his fingers pausing just inches from the apex of my thighs. He can feel me trembling slightly with anticipation and he lets out a soft groan, his voice rough with need as he speaks. "You're so responsive. I love it." He leans in, his lips hovering just above mine. "I'm going to make you scream my name again tonight. Over and over again."

His fingers continue their teasing journey, slowly, torturously moving closer to where I want him most. I look up at him with a mixture of lust and frustration. "You're such a tease."

Luke's grin is wicked, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I know," he says, his voice low and husky. He leans into my ear again, his lips brushing against the skin once more as he whispers, "And you love it."

His fingers finally reach their destination, and he gently parts my folds, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through me. I gasp, my eyes fluttering closed, and he chuckles, his breath hot on my skin. "You're already so wet for me, Lex. I can feel how much you want me." He begins to circle my clit with his thumb, slowly building up the pressure, as his other hand tightens on my hip, holding me in place.

I let out a soft moan, my fingers curling around the arm he's using to hold me. Luke's grip on my hip tightens further, his fingers digging into my skin as he continues to tease and torment me. He increases the pressure on my clit, his thumb moving in tight, deliberate circles, as he whispers in my ear, "That's it. Let me hear you. Let me hear how much you want this." His voice is low and commanding, his words sending shivers down my spine. I can feel the tension building in my body, the heat pooling between my legs, as he brings me closer and closer to the edge.

He nips at my earlobe, his teeth grazing over the shell of my ear, and I let out a louder moan as his movements drive me higher and higher. His thumb moves more intensely as he senses me approaching the brink of release. My legs shake slightly from the pleasure he's bringing to a peek with just his fingers and he does exactly what he wants - pushing me over the edge right then and there against the wall by my apartment door.

His eyes flash with satisfaction as he feels me tense and tremble in his arms. "That's it... let go. I've got you." He holds me tight, his fingers still moving against my clit as I come undone, prolonging my orgasm. As he continues to hold me, his body presses against mine, his lips brushing against my forehead. When I finally come down all the way, he carefully lifts me up and I bring my legs around his waist. He may have never been here before, but I left my bedroom door open and he heads straight towards it with me in his arms. I kiss along his jawline and neck as he carries me to my room.

His grip on me tightens as I kiss his neck, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallows hard. He lets out a low groan, his eyes fluttering closed briefly as he revels in the sensation. "You're killing me, Lex," he mutters, his voice thick with desire. He lays me down on the bed, his body following mine as his lips find mine in a desperate kiss. No time is wasted before he deepens the kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth with a fierce hunger. My tongue tangles with his as my hands slide down his shoulders and biceps.

Luke breaks the kiss, his lips finding their way to my neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin once more. "I love the way you taste," he murmurs against my skin. His hand reaches between us and swiftly pulls the silk makeshift belt of my robe undone in one motion. He pushes the fabric of the robe aside, exposing my body to his hungry gaze.

As he begins to kiss down my chest, I slip my arms out of the robe, completely baring myself beneath him. His lips and tongue tease one of my nipples, his hands mapping out every inch of my curves before he pulls back to look at me, his eyes raking over my naked form. "Fuck," he exhales. "You're so damn sexy like this, I could stare at you all day."

He leans in before I can even respond, his lips capturing mine in a deep, passionate kiss. He tangles his tongue with mine as he presses his body against mine. I can feel the heat and hardness of his arousal against my thigh while his hands come back to my breasts to knead them. My hands travel to the hem of his t-shirt, pushing the fabric up as my fingers make their way up his torso to his chest. He pulls away from the kiss and removes his shirt, tossing it aside, and revealing his sculpted torso and chest. His muscles tense and flex as he moves, his skin warm and smooth beneath my fingertips.

Luke's eyes lock onto mine and he lets me touch him for a few moments, but not too long, before grabbing my wrists and pinning them above my head with one hand. His free hand grasps my hip as he reconnects our lips and grinds his hips against mine, his erection pressing against my core through his jeans. I moan softly into the kiss as I feel his arousal brushing over me through the thick fabric and lift my hips to match his movements. He releases my wrists with a low groan, the hand going to my hips as well and pulling me closer to him as he grinds against me in a slow, deliberate rhythm, holding me in place.

He breaks the kiss and trails kisses down to my collarbone, chest, and stomach. His tongue swipes a hot, wet stripe along my torso as his hands come to part my thighs a bit further. "I need to taste you," he mumbles against my skin.

"Please do," I reply in earnest, my eyes locked on him as he descends lower.

He looks up at me with a devilish grin. "You're so eager," he says, his voice full of approval and equal desire.

Luke's arms hook under my thighs, lifting my legs over his shoulders as he positions himself between my thighs. He begins to kiss and nip at the skin of my inner thighs, his stubble scraping against the sensitive flesh and sending sparks of electricity coursing through me. "I've been dreaming about this all week," he confesses, his hot breath washing over my skin as he draws closer to my core.

When he finally reaches my center, he wastes no time, his tongue delving deep, exploring my folds with a skillful intensity that has me arching of the bed in ecstasy. "Oh fuck," I gasp, my hands balling into fists around the fabric of the sheets at either side of me.

His tongue moves with a relentless pace, licking and sucking at my clit, his hands holding me in place as I writhe beneath him. I can't hold back, my hands slipping into his hair and holding him close with my fingers tangled in the strands. He growls softly as I tug on his hair, the sound vibrating through my body and sending a whole new feeling of pleasure. His eyes lock onto mine as he redoubles his efforts with a fierce hunger and desire to make me completely lose control. His tongue circles my clit harder, his fingers digging into the flesh of my thighs as he forces them to stay open no matter how much they're fighting against him. My grip on his hair tightens to a point that's got to be almost painful, but he doesn't stop, it only seems to urge him on further. I throw my head back against the mattress, crying out in pure bliss as he pushes me over the edge again.

Luke's grip tightens even further as my thighs try to clamp shut around him. He hums with satisfaction and continues to work me through the waves of pleasure crashing over me. He holds me there, on the edge of ecstasy, for what feels like an eternity, before finally pulling away and licking his lips. He looks up at me with a smug smile on his lips as I struggle to catch my breath and he lowers my legs. "You're incredible," he murmurs, his voice full of admiration and a hint of pride. He crawls back up my body, his lips brushing against mine as he whispers, "I love making you come undone."

"And you're way too good at it," I mumble, my breathing coming back to normal slowly.

He smiles slightly and lets out a low, husky laugh. "I know," he says, his tone full of confidence. He nuzzles my neck, his stubble scraping against my skin, as he presses soft kisses along my jawline. "But I think you love it just as much as I do," he mutters, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear. He rolls onto his side, pulling me with him so that we're facing each other on the bed. He reaches out, brushing a stray piece of hair out of my face, his touch gentle and tender compared to every other experience I've had with him. "You're beautiful when you come," he says with his eyes locked on mine.

I don't quite know what to say or how to respond, so I just go with all I can think of, though it comes out a bit hesitantly. "Thanks..."

A hint of a smile plays on his face. "You're welcome," he whispers, his eyes roaming over my face as if taking in every detail. "I don't know what it is about you, Lex," he says, his voice low and contemplative. "But I can't seem to get enough of you." He pauses, his eyes darkening with uncertainty. "I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing."

"I don't know. Seems to be working out fine for our arrangement," I say, biting my lip for a moment. "Don't you think?"

Luke's gaze snaps back to mine, and he nods slowly, his eyes locking onto my lips next. "Yeah," he agrees, his voice rough with desire. "It's definitely working out... for now." He leans in, his lips capturing mine in a slow, deep kiss, his tongue sliding against mine as he pulls me closer. The kiss is languid, almost lazy, as if he's savoring the moment and the feeling of my body pressed against his.

When he finally pulls away, he rests his forehead against mine, his eyes still closed as he takes a deep breath. "But I have a feeling this is going to get complicated," he whispers, a hint of warning in his tone.

"We could stop," I whisper back.

His grip on me tightens suddenly, his arms embracing me in an almost possessive manner. "No," he growls, his voice low and firm. "I don't want to stop." He pulls me closer so that his body is pressed against mine, and nuzzles into my neck again. "I don't think I could stop even if I wanted to." His voice is laced with a mixture of desire and frustration. He holds me tightly, his heart pounding against his chest. "I'm in too deep already," he whispers.

I swallow slowly, trying to ignore his words and how they threaten to make me potentially feel things I shouldn't.

Luke senses my hesitation and pulls back slightly, his eyes searching mine. "What is it, Lex?" he asks, his voice gentle but hinting at concern. He reaches up, his hand cupping my face. "You're not... getting attached, are you?" His question is cautious, as if he's afraid of the answer.

I clear my throat quietly and shake my head. "No, no. Of course not," I say with a small, reassuring smile.

His expression softens, and he lets out a sigh of relief, his hand dropping from my face. "Good," he says, his voice firm, "because I don't want to hurt you." He looks away, his gaze drifting off to the side, as if he's lost in thought. "I've been through too much... with my ex," he admits, his voice barely above a whisper. He falls silent, his eyes fixed on something in the distance, as if he's reliving painful memories.

"We don't have to talk about it. No strings. I knew what I agreed to," I say, hoping to convince him.

Luke's eyes snap back to mine, and he nods, a small, grateful smile on his face. "Yeah, you're right," he says, his voice firmer now as if he's trying to convince himself. "No strings, just... fun." He reaches out, his finger tracing my jawline. "And great sex," he adds, his eyes glinting with a hint of mischief.

"Exactly," I nod with a small smile.

"I like the way you think," he says, pulling me close once more and bringing his lips back to my neck. "Let's not think about anything else," he whispers, his hands roaming over my body again, reigniting the flames between us. "Let's just focus on us, on this moment..." His voice trails off as he loses himself in the sensations, his body moving against mine with a renewed sense of urgency.

Nothing more is said on the topic. Instead, we lose ourselves in the heat of pleasure again.

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Not long after Luke leaves and I'm retying my robe, Sarah comes knocking at my door.

"Come in," I call out.

"Dude... are you good? My music couldn't even drown that out," she laughs as she opens my door.

"I'm great," I laugh as well.

She walks inside my room, a mischievous grin on her face, as she takes in my disheveled appearance. "Oh, I can tell," she says as she raises an eyebrow. "You look like you just had a really good time." She plops down on the edge of the bed, not even bothered by the wrinkled covers. "Was it worth the noise complaint?" she teases, nudging me with her foot.

I grimace at the comment. "Oops... Well, yeah, I'd say so."

She laughs, shaking her head in mock disapproval. "You're so loud, girl. I'm surprised the whole building didn't hear you." She leans back on her elbows, a smirk on her face. "I'm guessing that Luke is quite the performer?"

"You'd be guessing correctly," I admit, flopping onto my back on the bed and looking up at the ceiling. "He made me come like three times before he even fucked me."

Sarah lets out a low whistle, impressed. "Damn, Lex. That's dedication." She rolls onto her side, propping her head up with her hand, as she looks at me with a mixture of envy and admiration. "You must be walking on cloud nine right now. I can't believe you're still awake, honestly. I would've been knocked out for at least an hour after that kind of marathon."

"I was going to get a shower and then die in my bed," I laugh. "Can't exactly fall asleep with him, ya know?"

She laughs, shaking her head. "Yeah, I get it. No falling asleep in the arms of a hot, sweaty rockstar. That would be too cliché," she teases. "But seriously, Lex, you're playing a dangerous game. I hope you know what you're doing."

My mind flashes back to the slight difference I saw earlier tonight, but I shake it off and look over at Sarah. "It's fine. We both know what we got into."

Sarah raises an eyebrow, clearly sensing something in my expression. Goddamn best friend senses. "Are you sure about that? What's going on in that head of yours?"

"Nothing, nothing. He just... said things tonight that weren't strictly sexual. But I'm not attached, it was just surprising."

She nods slowly. "I see. Words can be just as dangerous as actions, especially when they're from someone who's been hurt before... I'm here for you, no matter what, but... I think it's worth considering that maybe Luke isn't as unaffected by this arrangement as he wants to appear."

"You think I should end it?"

Sarah hesitates, her expression torn as she considers my options. "I think you should be careful. You're both adults and free to make your own choices. But I also think it's important to consider the potential consequences of this... arrangement." She pauses before continuing in a gentler tone. "From what I've read up on, Luke seems like a good guy, but one that's been through a lot. Plenty of those guys never recover and just break hearts because they can't move on. I don't want you to fall for someone who can't give you what you need."

"You know more about him than I do," I laugh. "I think that's a good sign."

She smiles, a hint of amusement in her eyes. "I guess my research paid off. I just want you to be cognizant of the risks you're taking. And if things get too complicated, I want you to talk to me. It's also important to remember you have no idea what's going on in that head of his."

I sigh dramatically, feeling like she's overreacting. "If it makes you feel any better, I offered to end it earlier. He said no."

Sarah's expression turns thoughtful, her eyes narrowing slightly. "He said no, huh? That's interesting," she says, her voice laced with curiosity. "It sounds like he's more invested in this arrangement than he wants to admit." She pauses, her eyes studying me. "Or maybe he's just not ready to let go of the distraction."

Her words are gentle, but they hit a nerve that makes me question the possibilities behind Luke's rejection. I shrug, pushing back the feeling. "I'm probably just a great distraction. I'm okay with that."

Sarah raises an eyebrow, clearly not convinced with my nonchalant attitude. "Sure, Lex, a great distraction," she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Because nothing says 'no strings attached' like being a great distraction." She sits up and then gets to her feet. "Hey, if you want to keep telling yourself, go ahead. Just don't come crying to me when your heart gets involved."

I roll my eyes at her final comment. "Whatever."

Her laugh fills the room. "That's the spirit. Keep pretending you won't ever feel anything for him and maybe you'll actually convince yourself." Sarah winks at me, a knowing smirk on her face. "Just remember, I'm always here to listen when you're ready to talk about the elephant in the room... or in this case, the six-foot-something-tall, brown-haired elephant with a killer voice."

I grab a pillow from the headboard side and toss it at her. "Shut up."

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ashtcnirwinx-archive · 1 year ago

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will be happy to offer my services as a luke hemmings translator. had to learn it all the hard way, lmao. some songs really feel like the product of their time and the things we were writing as nineteen/twenty-year-olds really wouldn't hit the same anymore. is there bad blood with the ex-members or? you should make luke play you a snippet of disco...we wrote that in 2014 and it's...something lmao. you have way more than one follower on there but happy to keep supporting you. oh, you don't want us arguing about nothing at your dinner table, so don't mind crashing at a hotel. another time?

Any time I need a translation - I’ll come running to you. I feel that - we have songs that are probably never going to see the light of day because it really isn’t what the band is about anymore. Plus then we’d have to give writing credits to ex-band members and that just doesn’t sit right with me. Sometimes it’s just nice to have songs to yourself, isn’t it? You do? Well - at least if I ever get active again on instagram at least I know I’ll have one follower. Thanks, buddy. The bbq? Yeah, I’ll be there. If I’d known that you’d be in town then I would have offered you my place to stay. Luke’s already staying with me - so my place would slowly be taken over by 5SOS.

#* . ⊹ we're going 'round again in an emotional blender › chats

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pinkbubbles-and-bigtroubles · 5 years ago

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Evil Author Day

Hey everyone!! Sorry I’m late. I didn’t know this was a thing until I was already at work for a double today. I’m probably one of the slowest writers on here so I really only have two current WIPs.

This one is “Sky Made of Amethyst” about Luke and Izzy. This was inspired by my many mistakes in romance and esp the most recent one. This is also the fic I told @noshamenion about that features Jamie Benn and Tyler Seguin

"We don't know many girls willing play against us," Tyler told Izzy and she snorted with laughter. Gemma racked the balls and Izzy took the break shot, sinking two immediately.

"Stripes," she declared smiling sweetly at Tyler.

"You boys are lucky we're not teamed up against you," Izzy told him and all the guys cracked up.

They were halfway through their game when Izzy felt her phone blowing up. Gemma heard it too and managed to swipe it from her before she could check it.

After Gemma made an impossible shot Jamie laughed and threw his hands up, "ok I gotta know how you two became pool sharks."

"Our first apartment was above the photography studio I worked for and there was this tiny bar down the street with dollar drafts, a jukebox and a couple pool tables. They never checked my ID so we hung out there quite a bit," Izzy told him before calling her shot.

"The owner's wife would often make some kind of meal for the day drinkers. It was usually carnitas, chicken tinga, something like that," Gemma picked up the story when Izzy stopped to get a drink. She paused, rolling her eyes when Tyler missed his shot. "Eyes on the prize ya fuckin bellend," she scolded him, "I'm not trying to lose because you're distracted by her tits, focus man.

"Anyways," Gemma continued "one of the regulars used to be a pro and he gave us more than a few tips." She called her shot lined up and just barely banked it in.

"Ooh you got lucky there," Izzy teased her.

"Last shot for the win," Gemma proclaimed before hitting it perfectly.

Izzy laughed, "You're always so competitive Gemma. Next round is guys vs girls though." She lowered her voice and she got closer, "I need my phone back."

"No you don't," Gemma told her. "Spend time with Jamie, you look so happy and relaxed."

"So it is Luke," Izzy sighed. "Just give it to me or I'm gonna tie myself in knots wondering."

Gemma sighed and rolled her eyes, "Fine, i think you're making a mistake."

Izzy stepped away from the group, and unlocked her phone by swiping an L. She instantly saw a flurry of texts from Luke.

Happy birthday baby, I can't believe I missed it. Where are you?

I wanna come see you, baby please. I don't like that you're hanging out with other dudes. I saw him hanging all over you

I saw Vy tagged you on Instagram. So I know you're out tonight. You're looking good tonight babe, let me show you Iz

I know I fucked up and you're trying to prove a point but don't be like this,

That's that hockey player from Texas isn't it? The one you said had a girlfriend? So who was lying about that you or him?

Izzy baby, I know you're probably mad but don't be childish and hook up with this guy just to get back at me. We should be past that petty bullshit, I thought we were doing better.

Come on Izzy Why are you ignoring me? Don't be like a bitch, talk to me baby.. You know how much I like you I don't want it to be like this

Vy tagged where you're at so I'm gonna come find my girl. Idk who I gotta deal with, you're not going home with anyone but me

Izzy felt the blood rushing to her face and pounding in her ears. Gemma's voice played in her head on repeat, "selfish, selfish, selfish," as Izzy realized Luke still hadn't apologized. He was, as always, worried he wouldn't get what he wanted rather than putting Izzy's feelings first. If he couldn't make her a priority on her birthday then he never would.

Don't you dare show up here. I'm not hooking up, I'm having fun, I know you might not understand that concept. We made plans Luke, and you stood me up. For our first "real date" even...ON…. MY….BIRTHDAY. Don't you dare turn around and make me seem like I'm the bad person for going out with my friends. You could've been here with us but you couldn't be bothered. Not only that you haven't even said you're sorry so GET FUCKED!!!

Izzy hit send and went to shove her phone into her dress pocket but almost dropped it because her hands were shaking. Gemma, who'd been watching her, was at her side in a flash, "you ok Izzy? Do you need to get some air? Take a minute?"

Izzy took a deep breath and looked over where Saul had teamed up with Tyler to take on the other two hockey players. Jamie was next to Vy, cheering from the sidelines while keeping a discreet eye on the two girls. Izzy couldn't help but stare at his strong legs, broad chest and easy smile.

"I think Luke might have done me a favor really," Izzy swooned and Gemma couldn't agree more, even if she knew her friend didn't entirely mean it. Izzy silenced her phone and handed her it to Gemma.

"I don't want to be that person tonight. I'm tired of this shit. Hang onto this for awhile, and I'll tell you when I need it back.," Izzy told her, pushing Luke out of her mind as best she could.

She walked back over to Jamie suddenly feeling very shy. Izzy stood off to the side a bit so he leaned down to talk to her, "Are you ok? Do you need to go? Do you want to sit down?"

"No I'm good," Izzy told him.

"Maybe we can talk later, let's see who wins this game then it's girls vs boys right?" Jamie stood behind her and pulled her back into him so she leaned her head against his chest and his arms wrapped around her shoulders. Izzy relaxed into him and he pressed a kiss onto the top of her head making her giggle.

Gemma took the opportunity to check her own phone.

Maybe we can talk later, let's see who wins this game then it's girls vs boys right?" Jamie stood behind her and pulled her back into him so she leaned her head against his chest and his arms wrapped around her shoulders. Izzy relaxed into him and he pressed a kiss onto the top of her head making her giggle.

Gemma took the opportunity to check her own phone.

Looks like we're both on babysitting duty tonight, you with Izzy and me with Luke. I hope Izzy is having more fun. Luke is an absolute mess.

Good! He fucking deserves this, I'm sorry your night is going to shit, but I've got no sympathy for him.

He wants me to bring him to Tia's so he can talk to Izzy, but those are some pretty big dudes hanging with you guys, even I feel a bit threatened.

Hahaha don't... I'm having fun and kicking ass at pool but I wish you were here. I'll definitely be by later so wait up

Oh trust me darling, I plan on fucking you until you forget how to spell hockey

Ooh you're so cute when you're jealous

Well you're cute all the time so I gotta keep my guard up. At least until everyone knows about us

Patience sweetheart, I gotta go play but please don't bring Luke here. I will personally beat his ass and then have sex with you next to the broken hull that was once his body.

"Whatcha doing," a voice behind her made her jump.

Gemma spun around to see Tyler with a smirk, "you gotta quit doing that," she scolded him.

"Not a chance," he laughed before his face went serious. "I don't want to be nosy, but what's the deal with Izzy? She's mad at her boyfriend and Jamie is revenge? I hope that's not what this is, she seems like a nice girl…"

"So why are you in their business?" Gemma snapped. "Jamie is a big boy, can't he handle himself?"

"Ok listen," Tyler hissed back. "He's very very recently single, in fact we're here in part for this charity event and partly because Lily's moving out of his house this week." Gemma was taken aback and he softened his tone. " He's still hurting and dealing with a lot of shit, but I think he likes Izzy. I'd hate for him to get led on if she's already got a man."

Gemma rubbed her temples, "she doesn't have a man, she has a Luke. A selfish prick who stood her up on her birthday after making a big deal out of making plans. Maybe both of them just need to be around someone who knows what they're dealing with."

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