#meloncal writings

[calmcal]

greeting cal at the airport at the end of the tour and he's all soft and sleepy 😍

yes I love soft calum so much, thanks for this!

my masterlist is in my bio if you wanna read my other works!

Your fingers wrapped around the ends of your hair as you pulled at them softly. Your eyes were darting back and forth as each person passed you by. None of their faces were the one you were looking for. A deep breath escaped your nose as you rubbed your lips together, the faint taste of peach lip balm on your lips. You tugged at the sleeves of the hoodie you were wearing, it wasn’t yours, it was one that Calum had left behind and you had staked your claim over the soft feeling material. The black material sat rather largely against your frame, the hem sitting against the middle of your thighs, the sleeves would hang over your hands if you didn’t role them up and the hood could cover your whole face if you wanted it too. But you loved the hoodie more than most of your own clothes, just because it reminded you of Calum.

You gripped the cuffs in your eager fingers as you saw another crowd of people emerge from the gate and you felt your heart swell slightly when you realised that this was the flight Calum was on. You pushed your body onto the tips of your toes as you tried to see past the heads of people walking against you, you swayed back and forth as you switched your gaze around the room.

When the large crowd of people started to thin out, and you could see the gate without having to stand on your tiptoes, was when you saw him. He was walking side by side with Ashton, speaking softly and quietly to the drummer. He was wearing a pair of black track pants with a white stripe down the side of the soft looking material. He had a white shirt tucked into the pants, just a simple white t-shirt and a official 5sos crew jacket thrown over his broad shoulders. His curls were lazily hanging over his forehead, looking untamed and messy, and you could see the faint blonde streaks in his curls.

You felt a warmth erupt in your chest at the sight of him, your lips pulling into a wide smile. You gripped tightly onto the sleeves of the jumper, your head lulling to the side slightly as you waited for him to turn and look at you. The closer he got to you the more excited you became, you could feel your heart beating rapidly against your rib cage, you wondered if he could hear how loudly it was beating.

Ashton saw you first. His hazel eyes almost beaming as he saw you, and he stopped what he was saying to Calum only to nudge him rather harshly. Calum groaned softly at the sudden sharp jab, lips parting to ask why Ashton had done it, but he didn’t get a word out before his best friend was nudging his head in your direction.

Calum turned his head, thick brows furrowing in confusion for a second, that was until he saw you standing there. All the tiredness that was clawing at his body seemed to subside for a moment as his dark eyes landed on your figure. He could see that you were wearing his hoodie, the clothing item almost looked like a blanket wrapped around your body. You looked so warm and cosy, all Calum wanted to do was nuzzle up against you. To feel how warm your skin was underneath your, well his, hoodie. To hold your body close to his under the soft covers, to have your familiar shampoo scent wafting through his nose, just being able to cuddle up to you and sleep.

You took quick strides to Calum, making the distance between you smaller and smaller until you standing right in front of him. You felt your breath hitch in the back of your throat as Calum dropped his backpack from his shoulders, it fell to the floor with a heavy thud, but neither of you really cared at that point. Calum wrapped his muscular arms around your waist, pulling your smaller frame against his chest, just holding you against him.

You wrapped your arms around his shoulder, fingers threading through his thick black curls, the stands feeling soft under your touch. You felt Calum bury his face against your neck, his cold nose against your warm skin. You could feel the slight prickle of his stubble rubbing against your skin, his fingers gripping your hips tightly. You sighed happily as you breathed in his familiar smell.

“I missed you baby” Calum’s deep voice sounded scratchy against your neck, his warm breath fanning out against your skin.

“Missed you to rockstar” You smiled as you pulled back from the tight embrace slightly, enough to look at his tanned features.

You could see the dark circles beginning to form under his eyes, the soft purple colour contrasting against his honey coloured skin. The stubble that was dotting his chin and upper lip was just forming, like he hadn’t shaved in a few days. You could see his eyelids drooping over his eyes.

Calum slumped forward slightly, letting his forehead fall against your shoulder, his shoulders hunching over as he slumped against your body. You rested your cheek against his head, his fluffy curls tickling your cheek. You ran your fingers through his hair, scratching at his scalp softly. You could hear Calum hum out in appreciation at the feeling.

“Calum” You whispered softly against his ear.

Calum let out a soft groan as you stopped running your fingers through his hair, pulling his head away from your shoulder. You had an amused smile on your lips as you watched Calum try his best to keep himself awake, a pout was forming on his plump lips.

“What’ch laughing at babygirl?” Calum questioned softly though a muffled yawn.

You brushed your nose against his, lips just touching in a chaste kiss. You could feel the warmth of his lips against yours, the smooth skin was inviting and you could taste mint faintly against his lips. Calum chased your lips as you pulled away, trying to bring you into another kiss. You giggled softly against his lips as they slanted over yours in another kiss. You felt Calum’s hands dripping under the hoodie on your body, his long fingers grasping the warm skin of your waist. You felt a almost inaudible moan slip from your lips as his cold fingers grasped your skin.

“I missed that sound” Calum mumbled as he pulled away from the kiss.

You leaned your forehead against his, letting your fingers run across his jaw. Calum’s thumb was rubbing soft circles on your skin as he pulled your body even closer to his, trying to void any distance between the two of you. Calum placed soft chaste kisses against your cheek, his lips moving across the soft skin, leaving you smiling widely. His lips moved slowly across your cheek and down your jaw, warm lips leaving a hot trail in their wake.

“Wanna go home?” You questioned softly as you tugged softly at his curls.

The corners of Calum’s lips pulled up into a lazy smile as he pressed a last chaste kiss against your neck before placing his forehead against yours again.

“Wanna go home and cuddle my pretty girlfriend” Calum yawned again, nose brushing against yours.

“Come on then Cal” You motioned for him to walk with you, taking his much larger hand in yours.

Calum smiled tiredly at you, his head lulling to the side slightly as he gripped your hand tightly in his, while his free hand picking up his bag.

“I love you Y/N” Calum whispered softly to you as he took a step to you, arm brushing against yours as he placed a warm kiss on your forehead.

“Love you too Calum”

[cosmocalum]

hi! i know its been done millions of times but i was wondering if you could write about "the morning after" with cal and make it all fluffy? ❤

Hey, so I wrote this but like you said it has been 1000 times before so I tried to change it a little bit but I think it is super cute and sweet and full of all the fluffs.

WORD COUNT: 1480

MORNINGS WITH CALUM

Sitting up still wrapped in the white sheets from the night before, it was the only thing covering her body. She looks over at the man next to her, his arm never leaving the small of her waist. Moving the weight of his muscular arm, she finds herself climbing out of her bed throwing on his shirt that was thrown across the floor, reminding herself about the night prior. Tiptoeing her way to the restroom trying her best not to wake the handsome man still wrapped in her sheets. As she is about to close the bathroom door she looks back to the man, who she never wants to leave. His tan skin enticing against the white sheets as his mesmerizing tattoos scattered across his skin create a contrast. She closes the door after admiring the man for far longer than is acceptable.

She finishes her morning business as she double checks her reflection in the mirror. She smiles to herself bringing her fingers to the purplish bruises that are scattered across her neck knowing she can find them all down her body. Last night was the first of a lot of first which she is usually against but the most important of that firsts is that she may not have been happy for a long time but right here, right now, she was nothing but happy, especially with the man she finally let into her life and into her bed. They have been seeing each other for a while now but she never let anyone in especially being hurt in the past. So, her and Calum were nothing more than friends, if you could even call them that. They slept together, mainly when they were intoxicated but they both cared so much for one another. She knew Calum liked her more than a friend with benefits, he admitted on many occasions but she always kept her feelings to herself.

This is the first time Calum has ever been over to her house, ever slept in her bed, it was always at his or some hotel room that he was staying in for the night. This was her first step of letting the boy into her life and to say she was anxious was an understatement but her heart was thumping out of her chest with every lingering touch, so she knew that this is what she wanted, what she needed.

Making her way out of the restroom, checking on the man in her bed still fast asleep, she knew she should do something special for him because he has done nothing less than treating her like a princess from the first moment they met and she knows that she hasn’t always been the most welcoming to take out.

Finding herself in the kitchen, she turns on her favorite playlist as she looks through her tiny close to empty cupboards hoping to find something to make breakfast in bed for Calum. Settling on pancakes, she starts to mix up the ingredients and hoping it turns out as mouth-watering as Calum looks.

Tangled between unfamiliar sheets, Calum stirs awake to the quiet music playing for a couple rooms away, he can hear a sweet voice mumbling along to the song as he makes his way out of the bed. Throwing up his boxer briefs from the night before, too lazy to even try to get his skin-tight jeans on. He makes his way out of the room and as soon as he hits the hallway he is engrossed by the woman in front of him. As she sings along to the music, swaying back and forth, he knows that he never wants this to end. As the song ends, and the next one starts, Calum finally makes himself known as he starts to sing along

“There’s no combination of words” Calum starts singing as he walks closer to the woman who turns around and smiles up at him as he takes her into his arms. “I could put on the back of a postcard, no song that I could sing but I can try for your heart” Calum continues to sing as he places his arms around her waist and giggles start to fall from her mouth.

As the song continues, they find themselves tucked into each other’s arms dancing around her tiny kitchen as Calum continues to sing to her as her head finds its place on his chest.

Mmmm, It’s always better when we’re together

Yeah we’ll look at the stars and we’re together

Well, it’s always better when we’re together

Yeah it’s always better when we’re together

“I love you in my shirt” Calum whispers as his hands find his way to her bare waist as the song finishes but his arms never leave her skin.

Breaking the intimate moment, “Baby, it smells like something is burning” Calum states finally taking his arms from around her waist.

“Crap” she yells as she runs back to the stove to see the couple of of pancakes she was cooking to be burnt beyond belief. Turning off the stove as a frown finds itself to her plump lips. Turning back around she adds “Cal, I wanted to cook you breakfast in bed. But now there is no breakfast and you are not in bed!”

Calum just smiles down at her as he pulls her back in her arms. “It’s okay babe, we can always order something or go pick something up” Calum states trying to figure out an alternative to her plans.

Looking up to the brown eyes that make her melt, “but I wanted to do something nice for you, you always do everything for me but … but I never get to do anything nice for you” She mumbles bowing her head, surprising the both of them as she never states her feelings aloud.

Placing his thumb under her chin, lifting her head to look him in the eyes, he offers her a small smile,  “How about this, we spend the day together and we can go to sleep together again and try again tomorrow, I will stay in bed and won’t ruin you trying to be nice” he laughs doing whatever to make her feel better about her attempts this morning.

She can’t help but smile back as she wraps her arms around his neck and places a kiss on his lips. He gets her better than anyone else and they aren’t even officially dating yet. Grabbing his ring-clad fingers she drags him back to her bedroom where she finds herself naked wrapped up in her sheets for the second time today.

Waking up for the second day in a row with her body tangled against Calums, she is just as happy as she was yesterday. Looking over at the tall man who she has finally let into her life, she is just happy to finally be able to curl up next to him and stop pretending that she does not really like him that much.  

Tracing her fingers across his tattooed body as she finds herself infatuated with the Roman numerals painted across his chest, she wanted nothing more than to stay here in bed with this man and watch him as he looks so captivating as the sun tickled is tan skin. Fingers mindlessly continuing to tease the skin along his chest, Calum stirs awake opening one eye and looking over to the pretty face to his left. A smile finds its way against his plump lips as he pulls her closer to his chest placing a kiss on her forehead.

“Good morning” He mumbles placing a passionate kiss on to her lips. “If you want to retry yesterday, you should do that now while I pretend to sleep” Calum whispers, his morning voice making her melt into his arms. Not wanting to get up but wanting to treat Calum right, she gives him a peck on his cheek as she pulls herself out of bed and to the kitchen.

She finds herself having nothing to cook, as she finished all the pancake mix yesterday so she decides on ordering Postmates and she knows it isn’t the sweetest way to greet her favorite man in the morning but she would much rather order food and be able to stay in bed with him longer. So she makes her way back to the bed crawling into the man who is doing exactly what he said, pretending to sleep. Peeking his eyes back open at the girl in front of him, confused when she comes with no breakfast.

“I ordered breakfast so I could spend more time in bed with you” she smiles tucking herself back into his side.

A laugh falls from his mouth as he pulls her on top of his chest, happy as can be with the girl who finally let him into her life.

tagged: @roselukes , @calumhampton , @irwinkitten , @hoe4hemmo , @hotmessmichael , @irwinvalentines , @angelmikeyy , @plainwhiteluke , @dukesnumber1, @meloncal , @astroashtonio , @wrappedaroundcal , @catchinqcalum , @norawashere , @boytoynamedcalum , @moonlightgodcalum , @neptunight , @slimthicccal , @my-only-angelle , @biggestslutforcalum , @dukesnumber1  , @kinglycalum , @toofadedtofight , @softboycal , @becihadshawn , @dweebluke , @saintcalum 

[fineillsignup]

wheeeeee this was fun :D

So I am actually “open” to more ships than are on this chart--what I basically did here was that red, orange, and green are ships that I like to create content for myself, in descending order of how thoroughly I enjoy doing so. A lot of the ships that I like romantically I also like writing as brotps. And the brotps, again, are specifically the friendships that I love writing interactions for.

If anyone’s confused--”but wait, yunyu, you post X ship all the time?!”--I do loads of translations for ships I don’t really ship, some I don’t even really enjoy, just because I like to contribute to the fandom and make those shippers happy. Real people being happy > my enjoyment of fictional ships, to me. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ So don’t be afraid to ask me to translate something that isn’t a pairing on this chart.

thank you @meloncity for making this cute shipping chart!!

[caelumhood]

So i have a few things to say before i jump into my follow forever for 2018!           (ps i made the header for this post. i cut out the pic of calum, outlined it in white, put it over the black background, added lettering, and then drew stars & dots 3 different times and put them together to create the gif. also i KNOW that there is a little black line on the left slide.... i didnt see it until after i finished this and im not redoing it LOL.  i wasnt even planning on b&w but it looks good ngl)

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 5K??? This is literally insane. Why do so many of you enjoy my (mostly) b&w 5sos blog so much LOL Also, thank you for putting up with my rants, drama, and calum obsession 24/7 because it probably gets annoying. I would also like to point out that December 21, 2015 is my blogs birthday :’) Shes gonna be 3 this year. 

Lastly,I put out a poll on my blog earlier today, sent to close friends as well, and asked yall to vote for my URL options. caelumcal was an option. Someone submitted that i make it caelumhood instead and i FELL IN LOVE!!!!! caelum is  actually a constellation and is latin for heaven. so.... naturally is fits the one and only Calum T. Hood perfectly?? ANYWAYS! caelumhood will be my 2019 url :’)

Now.. Without further ado,,, My 5k follow forever!  (also i hope there are no spelling mistakes?? who knows though because im illiterate)

Im going to start with some really close friends and go on from there!

❥ Emaiya (aka @lukeschestnuts) - you are my home girl!!!! i freaking love you with my ENTIRE HEART! We are literally meeting up in 86 days for The Aces and we are going to get ourselves in sO MUCH TROUBLE LMAOOO Thats okay though, it will be worth it !!!! also,,, you better reach 1k soon IM EXCITED FOR YOU

❥ Lexi (aka @cakestan) -  you ARE THE CUTEST PERSON EVER. You are always so positive and uplifting and you are always there when i need you. i wish you lived closer so me, you and emaiya could go see the aces together... THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN SO MUCH FUN AKSFJAFHA Anyways i love you sunshine !

❥ Catie (aka @qualitylu) - ummm?? i cant believe we actually met up LOL that was wild. lots of tea was spilled! also hoodie and gianni & kyle DID SO GOOD!! we popped our asses ! Hopefully we can visit each other again soon for another concert or something!!

❥ Summer (aka @bodaciouslycth) - your writing?? AMAZING. we both know i am the biggest noelle and calum stan there is (besides you) and you BEST BELIEVE that i will harass you about them forever :’) also you are adorable and i l love your blog with my whole heart

❥ Abby (aka @blanketmadeofstar) -  now we didnt meet through this tumblr account LOL but we literally talk every day. I love all the stories you tell me and im so excited for your future! You got in to some crazy good schools and i am so excited to see which one you pick omg

Now im gonna list some blogs that i LOVE but dont talk to as often (if you wanna be my bff literally DM me, i promise im not scary. this goes for anyone reading this btw) :

@calum-hood | @lukesflaredpants | @mysticalhood | @wwylmcal |  @cliffordchick | @tothemoonmikey | @hemmomfg | @slimthicccal | @sassy-asht0n | @meloncal | @fuckngcal |  @ughashirwin | @haroldless | @happycrimiscalum | @calumspeachy​ | @calumsmfgirl​ | @classiclikeegyptiangold​ | @drunk-amnesia | 

There are probably some people i am forgetting & im very sorry if i am.. You know i still love you anyways :’) I just went through some of my recent reblogs and likes to see who i give the most attention to LOL

[trialnerror]

Rock of Ages [Best Friend!Luke AU] CH 1

Word Count: 1414

Previous Chapters

Chapter 1

**12 years later**

Driving down the familiar road, Hayden watched as the houses passed by, her excitement growing stronger by the minute. The Hastings were finally back home in Australia, making their way to their old family home to pick up on the lives that they put on hold so long ago. Pulling up on the side of the road in front of their home brought a sense of comfort back to Hayden, as she remembered all the crazy antics she and Luke had gotten into when they were younger. Luke. She looked over to the house that the Hemmings once resided in and wondered if they still lived there years later. It seems like the same house, she wondered taking notice of the dents in the garage that she and Luke had made when She hadn’t kept much contact with Luke, having grown apart due to distance but constantly wondered where he had been or what he was doing.

After getting out of the car, she and her family started the long process of unpacking and moving all of their furniture and boxes into their old home. Grabbing her suitcase from the trunk of the car, Hayden made her way to the door and into her childhood home, now seeing how large and empty it truly was. Passing the movers on their way up and down the stairs, Hayden made her way back to her childhood room, looking around and mentally rearranging how she wanted it to look. Walking over to her old window, she opened the curtains and looked outside, memories flooding back from when she and Luke would communicate using a pad of paper and a pen, writing each other messages to be seen through each other’s windows. She glanced over at the opposite window, only noticing that it looked like what could be a guys bedroom, the slightest bit of hope that it was still Lukes bedroom and home.

Continuing to go in and out of the house, Hayden and her family brought the boxes in one by one, while the movers brought in their furniture. The commotion going on at the house next door seemingly non existent to the boys in the living room of the house next door. With their eyes glued to the TV as they played FIFA, Luke and his best friends Ashton and Michael had no idea about the new homeowners moving into Hayden’s childhood home. Luke had met Michael back at Norwest in the music program and had quickly let him into his small group of friends. Along with Michael, Luke had met one of his oldest and best friends at the school too, Calum.

He and Calum had met in Year 7 in the music program, but had never spoken to each other before then. Both had a passion for music, which ultimately fueled their friendship and began the start of their musical careers. The boys would practice and play in Luke’s room, posting videos of their many covers and after getting good feedback, they decided to bring Michael into their little band. After realizing that they needed a drummer, that’s when the trio became a quartet adding in Ashton to their group. Posting covers, getting discovered and touring the world was the icing on the cake for the band and after their most recent tour, they were finally on a well deserved break. Walking into the house, Calum greeted the three, placing the takeout bag on the table in front of them, earning groans and shouts to get out of the way.

“Hey, did you guys see the moving van outside?” he asked, now taking a seat on the couch beside Ashton.

“What moving van?” Luke asked, eyes glued to the screen as he scored a goal, causing Michael to groan and reset the play. Handing the controller over to Calum, Ashton got up and moved to the window, trying to get a closer look as to who Luke’s new neighbours would be and was surprised at the sight.

“Mate, your new neighbour is pretty hot.” he said, now causing the other three boys to stop the game and rush over to the window to get a good look at who he was referring too. Standing on the roof of the car, Hayden leaned over to hand Brandon one of his suitcases, careful to not drop it, or worse–fall off and hurt herself. Watching as she was working, the boys inside made comments but Luke seemed to have zoned out, now realizing how familiar the girl looked to him.

“Right mate?” Michael chuckled, hitting Luke in the shoulder, earning his attention back to the group.

“What?” he asked, now tuning into the conversation.

“What’s wrong?” Calum asked. “You know her?”

“I think I do. I’ll be back.” he said making his way to the door and outside to see the girl he once knew. Making his way over to the car, he waited until she was safely on the ground–with help from her brother, before he spoke. “Hayden?”

Looking up, she now noticed the tall, attractive stranger that stood in front of her, a sense of familiarity washing over her as she stared at the stranger. After a few moments of silence, realization struck now earning a smile from him and a shocked expression from her.

“Oh my god, Luke?”

“Yeah” he smiled, now wider that she remembered who he was. He went in for a hug, one that was gladly reciprocated by herself, the guys watching from Lukes porch confused as to who this girl was.

“How have you been? And your parents? Oh and Jack and Ben?” she asked, now wanting to know what her childhood best friend had been up to all these years.

Laughing at her excitement he spoke, “Everyone is good. Jack actually has a girlfriend now, Celeste.”

“I remember Celeste, she was so sweet. Though we always got in trouble by her.” she laughed back, remembering the time when she and Luke had an impromptu food fight when Celeste was taking out the trash.

“But I’m good, I’m actually with my mates now” he said, nodding back toward the three boys standing at the porch, earning a wave from Hayden and receiving one back from them.

“That’s nice” she smiled, noticing that his friends were equally as attractive as he was. “I’ll let you get back to them, I have to finish unpacking anyway.” she said, now nodding back to the many boxes still having to be brought inside.

“Do you need any help with those?” he asked, leaning down to pick up a box that was at their feet.

“No, I’ve got it.” she smiled, taking the box from his hands, only ever slightly brushing them with her own, the small act bringing a slight blush to her cheeks that she quickly covered with the box as she adjusted her grip.

“Well, after you’re done you should come over. I’m sure my mum would love to see you guys again.” he said, starting to walk backward toward his friends.

“Will do.” she smiled now walking backward herself sending him a small wave as she turned to bring the box inside. Setting the box on the table, she was greeted by her brothers both smirking at her as they sat by the window.

“Oh my god!” Brandon teased, earning an eye roll from Hayden.

“What” she spoke, wanting to know what was so funny about her encounter with Luke.

“Oh Luke, I love you. Please marry me. Mwah! Mwah!” Justin mocked, Brandon laughing along as Hayden grabbed one of the pillows from the nearest box and threw it at him.

“Oh please.” she said, rolling her eyes once more.

“We saw the way you looked at him.” Brandon spoke, Justin nodding along.

“Nice cover up of you blushing by the way. I’m sure he didn't notice at all.” Justin smirked, Brandon now trying not to laugh once more.

“Ha! Hilarious! You’re so funny! Now if you’ll excuse me,” she retorted, rolling her eyes a final time at her brothers teasing remarks. Grabbing her sweater and putting it on she spoke as she walked out the door, “While you two morons finish unloading the car, I’ll be next door catching up with my best friend. Have fuuuuuuun!” and with that she was gone, making her way across the lawn up to the door of the boy next door, a boy that she hadn't seen in 12 years.

Tag List: @roselukes @sassy-asht0n @toofadedtofight @rosesarered516 @hoe4hemmo @heartbreakashton94 @calsfrontcurl @calumspeachy @dukehoods @holidayhood @wrappedaroundcal @mistletoemichael @plainwhiteluke @irwinkitten @hereforlukescruff @astroashtonio @catchinqcalum @irwinvalentines @roselukes @biggestslutforcalum @calumhampton @angelmikeyy @hotmessmichael @curlyhairedpopstars @meloncal @heavenlyhemminqs @24kcalum @calsjackets @boytoynamedcalum @alyssarester @ssophisticated-simplicityy @mycollectionofnuts @mysteriouslycali @calteahood @notoriouslyhood @ohhmuke @lukesflaredpants @slimthicccal @ghostofch @fucking5sos @ohhmuke @thepixiedreambitch @jetblackyoungblood​

[calmcal]

📝🎬🌸 SABRINA I AM SO PROUD OF YOU 💕💕💕 love you so much

THANK YOU SO MUCH SIERRA !

I ship you with Calum Hood, duh!

AND OMFG YOU ARE LITERALLY SO PRETTY, HOW IS IT FAIR FOR ONE PERSON TO BE SO CUTE!

You were startled awake by the sound of the front door being opened, the sound of metal keys clanging against each other in a soft sound, clicking the lock open in one swift movement. The door opened easily for whoever was on the other side, the sound of heavy boots slapping against the hardwood floor followed the movements. You lifted your body up on your elbows, eyes squinting through the darkness of your bedroom as you tried to see under the small space under the bedroom.

There was a heavy sound of something hitting the floor that made you jump, it sounding like a heavy bag being carelessly dropped onto the ground. Your heart skipped a beat as you slowly threw your blanket away from your body, swivelling around on the bed. Hanging your feet over the edge of the bed, toes just brushing against the soft carpet below. You pushed your body from the bed, feet gliding across the floor silently. You wrapped your arms around your body as the cool air nipped at your skin.

You walked to the bedroom door, hand reaching out to grasp the cool metal doorknob. You could hear the faint sound of a familiar voice whispering words that you would hear, but the sound of that voice. His voice, it made a wide grin spread across your lips and a warmth to suddenly spread around your body. You quickly pulled the door open and hastily made your way down the hall. The close you got the clearer his words became. You could hear him cooing at Duke, who’s claws you could hear clanking against the floor as he ran around Calum.

You rounded the corner to see Calum hunched over on the floor, Duke laid out in the floor on his back as Calum scratched his tummy. You lent against the doorway, just taking in the sight of your boyfriend and Duke. you must have let out a loud enough sigh because Calum lifted his head, dark eyes peering away from Duke to see you standing there. Dressed in one of his hoodies and a pair of pajama pants, hair pulled up in a bun with strands fallen out and hanging around your face.

“Hey gorgeous” Calum said in his husky voice, you could hear the tiredness in his words.

“Cal” You whispered quietly, your lips parting in a tired yawn.

Calum’s plump lips turned up into a warm smile as he watched you raise a hand to your lips to hide the yawn slipping past your lips. He could see the tired look in your eyes, but there was a clear smile on your lips as you watched him. Calum gave Duke on last scratch before pushing his body up, some of his joints made noise of protest at the quick movement, but he payed the sound no mind. He swept his charcoal black curls from his eyes as he took small strides towards you.

You turned your body slightly, letting your back rest against the doorway flat. Calum stood in front of you, his large hands reaching up to cup both of your cheeks, his thumbs rubbing softly against your cheekbones. Your hands reached out to grip his shirt, taking the soft fabric between your fingers and holding it tightly.

“I missed you Y/N, so much” Calum spoke softly to you, his head dipping down to rest his forehead against yours.

You hummed softly at his words, head tilting up to brush your nose against his. “I missed you too”

Calum moved his hands from your cheeks to the base of your neck, his long fingers tangling in the hairs at the base of your neck. His chocolate brown eyes looked dark in the minimal light, but you could clearly see his love and affection shining through the dark irises. You let his shirt fall from your grasp, hands spreading out on his hips, the pads of your fingers pressing down on his clothing and pulling him  a step closer to you. The action made Calum chuckle softly.

“Little eager?” He asked in a sly voice, eyes crinkling in amusement.

You rolled your eyes at his comment, the corners of your lips turning up into a small smile. You had missed his deep chuckle, the sound was truly music to your ears.

“You’ve been gone for months, it’s only natural for me to want you close” You admitted to him, feeling your cheeks turn a soft pink.

“As long as you don’t mind me not letting you go” Calum retorted with a grin. “Because now that I’m home, I’m not letting you get further away from me then you are right now”

You peered down at the very little space separating you from Calum, it was very little, most of your body was pressed up against his. The warmth that he carried with him was now spreading through your body, that was a feeling you would give anything for to feel forever.

“I can deal with that” You giggled as you pushed your body up by the tips of your toes, just brushing your lips against his.

You could feel his breath fanning against your lips, the warm air left a shiver to run down your spine. Calum tilted his head slightly as he locked his lips with yours, his plump lips feeling soft against yours. The kiss was slow and warm, both Calum’s and your affection was clearly present. You let your hands move to Calum’s lower back, slipping underneath the soft white cotton shirt he was wearing, hands spreading out and fingers digging into the warm skin. Calum’s long fingers tugged softly at the strands of hair that had fallen from your bun, wrapping the strands around his fingers. Throughout the kiss the both of you could feel each other smiling against each others lips, happy to have each other back in your arms.

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Late Night Music

Summary: Luke is working on some new music in the middle of the night, Y/N just wants to listen.

Paring: luke hemmings x reader

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: none, just fluff

Author Note: two imagines in two days! just a little blurb thing, fluffy and warm. If you wanna be tagged in my writings, let me know.

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The room was dark, the only light that was in the room slipped through the crack in the bedroom door, left slightly open. Through the open space you could hear the soft notes of music coming from a keyboard, the soft music floated through the room. You rubbed your tired eyes, a soft yawn escaping your lips. You rolled flat on your back and peered at the other side of the bed, it was empty. The duvet was crumpled up at the end on the bed, and the creme white sheet had been thrown off the bed. Luke had left in the middle of the night again, this had been a common occurrence since the boys had started working on their third album.

The soft music sounded nice, and it might have lulled you back to sleep, but you were more determined than that. So you pushed your body up from the soft mattress, feet landed on the carpeted floor, the soft texture tickling your foot. The cool midnight air hit your now exposed warm skin, sending a shiver down your spine. You rubbed your arm, trying to keep yourself warm as you walked out of your bedroom, following the soft sound of music.

You turned the corner and saw Luke hunched over his Keyboard, his curls hanging over his shoulders, clouding his vision slightly. His long fingers worked their way across each key, a soft melody that sounded somewhat familiar to you, but not quite familiar that you could name it. You crossed your arms over your chest as your bare feet moved across the hardwood floor, feeling cool beneath your toes. Luke didn’t seem to notice your presence behind him, to involved in his music, there was a small smile that made its way across your lips as you watch him.

This broad shoulders hunched slightly as he threw himself into the music, his head swaying side to side as he took in the melody, his messy curls all over the place a clear sign that he had been running his fingers through them. You couldn’t see his face from where you were standing but you can imagine him biting his bottom lip in attempts to keep quiet, or his tongue poking out as he tried to make the melody work the way he wanted it to.

You moved slowly towards him, your bare feet making little sound as you walked. When you were standing right behind him, you placed gentle hands on his wide shoulders. He tensed for a moment under your tender touch, his fingers stopped moving, and the music ceased. He turned his head to peer over his shoulder to look at you, his lips pulled into a wide smile, bright teeth peeking out slightly.

“Did I wake you?” He asked in a soft tone.

You shook your head brushing his words off “It doesn’t matter” You replied in a quiet tone, words coming out like whispers.

Luke smiles at you tired sounded voice, one of his hands reaching up to grasp your in a light embrace. You sent him a tender smile as you watched him bring your hand to his lips and place a feather like kiss to your knuckles as an apology. You leaned down to rest your head on his shoulder, arms wrapping around his broad chest, fingers grazing his t-shirt covered chest.

“What are you working on?” You mumbled in a tired manner, coving your yawn with the few words that stumble from your lips.

“Just a new song” Luke mumbled as he leaned his head back against yours his cheek pressing against your, his skin warm, and the slight stubble scratching your soft skin. “It’s not finished yet, I wanted to finish it” He continued on.

You nodded your head softly at his answer. Luke smiled again, letting your hand fall from his own, fingers working their way back to the keyboard in front of him, his long fingers stretching to reach the notes he had stopped when you had approached him. The soft music reached your ears again, and you smiled softly, eyes fluttering closed as you listened. You could hear Luke humming low words to go with the music. You leaned your head against his as you listened to him sing, the scratchy sound of his voice layered with sleep sounded like heaven. When the song came to a stop and Luke’s fingers stopped moving across the white keys, you opened your eyes to see his head turned to look at you, his lips pulling into a wide smile as he took in your sleepy state.

“It sounds really good” You mumbled under your breath.

“Thanks pretty girl” Luke smiled in return, his hands resting on top of yours as they lay flat against his chest.

He brushed his nose against yours, bumping it slightly, and you tilted your head in that direction. You felt his chapped lips brush against yours, like a feather brushing against your lips. A breath left Luke’s lips that fanned across your lips, goosebumps raising on your skin. He made the next move, pressing his lips against yours in a slow kiss, lips moving together in a slow movement. As his lips moved against yours, you could taste the sweetness of tea on his lips, he had taken one of your vanilla tea bags, but you didn’t mind.

The kiss was tender and sweet, yet laced with sleep. You felt Luke turn on the bench he was sitting on slightly, just enough so that he was facing you. He rested a hand against your waist, squeezing your pajama shirt covered waist, you could feel his thumb rubbing against your side, slipping under your shirt slightly, grazing your warm skin with his calloused finger.

“Come back to bed” You mumbled against his lips as your hand moved from underneath his and up his chest, until they were weaving in his long locks, tangling them through the messy hair.

“I want to finish this Y/N” Luke protested softly.

You sighed softly, but you understood. Luke’s music meant the world to him, you didn’t want to get in the way of his passion. You pulled away from Luke, letting you hand fall from his hair to rest on his shoulders.

“I’m gonna go back to bed Lu” You yawned as you squeezed his shoulder softly.

Luke sent you a tired yet grateful smile as you tucked a lock of hair behind your ear, before turning on the heels of your feet. You walk back into your shared room, leaving the bedroom door open slightly, with another tired yawn you laid back down under your covers

You had been asleep for two, maybe three hours, when the sound of music stopped completely. Your bedroom door opened wide for a moment before it was closed with a soft click. There was a sound of feet shuffling across the carpet for a moment, before the sound subsided and a body laid down on the other side of the bed. Your eyes peeled open to see Luke throwing the covers over his body and shuffling close to your still figure.

“Hey pretty girl” Luke whispered softly as he ran his fingers through his hair.

“Lu” You whispered back as your body moved around in the bed to cuddle un in his chest.

Luke chuckled, and threw an arm around your waist pulling your body into his chest. You rested your hands against his chest and buried your face in his neck. Luke threaded his fingers in your hair, the feeling calming you, and lulling you back to a peaceful sleep.

“I love you Y/N” Luke whispered against your hair, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

“I love you Luke” You replied softly, a smile stretching across your lips.

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Mornings

Summary: is there really anything better than waking up beside the person you love, for Y/N there really isn’t, because a warm morning in bed with Ashton is all you could ask for.

Paring: ashton irwin x reader

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: none, just fluff

Author Note: here’s another imagine, I’m a little slow at getting these out but I’m working on them! it’s also a little short, so i’m counting it as more of a blurb.

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You groaned softly as you heard a constant buzzing coming from your bedside table. Trying to block the noise out, you covered your ears with your pillow, but it seemed to seep right through the thick material and rang in your ears. Another groan of annoyance escaped your parted lips, tucking your pillow back under your head, you rolled over with a huff. Your covers fell from around your shoulders and pooled around your stomach, exposing your warm skin to the cold chill of the morning.

Your eyes slowly peeled open, having to squint through the soft yellow beams of sunlight that was making its way through the gaps in the blinds. Your hand blindly reach out to your bedside table, fingers grazing the cool surface of your phone, the source of the annoying buzzing. You picked up the rectangular object, and holding it close to your face. You squinted at the bright screen and saw that it was a stream of text messages from a group chat. A tired yawn escaped your lips as you unlocked your phone, fingers moving easily against the screen, your eyes widen the more they got used to the bright light.

You typed a message before tuning the chat on mute, and putting your phone back on the bedside table. You tiredly rubbed at your eyes, another lazy yawn escaping your lips. Your hands moved from your eyes to run though your knotted locks, taming the mess atop your head. Your back arched slightly as you stretched your sleepy body, waking it up slowly but surely. Your movements resulted in a soft grunt from beside you, followed by the subtle movement of a hand, reach out in search for you.

You relaxed against the mattress, turning your head slightly to see Ashton’s still sleeping figure. His tanned skin glittered in the warm streams of sunlight that were peeking into the room, leaving him look soft and warm. His soft brown curls looked wild and were spread out across his forehead, his plump pink lips pouted slightly, and his brows were furrowed. There was a warm smile that tugged at the corners of your lips at how soft Ashton looked in the morning, so relaxed and warm. Ashton’s hand reached out underneath the covers, trying to find your body among the material, lips turning down slightly, forming a pouted frown, unable to find you.

The smile on your lips widened at his actions, you rolled back onto your side, reaching out to grasp Ashton’s hand in yours and wrapping it around your waist. The frown that was tugging at Ashton’s lips was now replaced with a satisfied smile, a soft bubble of laughter spilled from your lips as you watched his face relax by just a grazing of your skin. Your fingers slowly graze against the warm skin of his arm, leading to his shoulders, and following it’s path of his warm skin, until you were running your fingers through his soft curls.

You tugged at them softly moving them from his eyes, letting you see his closed eyelids. You couldn’t stop the warm smile that was attached to your lips. Ashton’s hand wound around your waist, slipping past your pajama shirt and resting against your bare skin, his fingers tickling the exposed skin, rubbing slow circles on your lower back, goosebumps rose on your skin at the action.

You heard a soft sigh escape his lips, and his eyes slowly fluttered open, taking in your smiling lips. The corners of his lips rose to a warm smile, matching that of your own.

“Good morning” Ashton rasped out lowly, his morning voice melting your heart.

“Good morning” You hummed in response.

Ashton pulled your body closer to his, his warmth encasing you. The palms of his hands spread out on your lower back, holding you as close as he could, while your tossed an arm over his waist, resting against his side, while the other reached out to caress his cheek softly. He leaned into your touch, turning his head slightly to kiss the inside of your wrist, his plump lips feeling soft against your skin. You hummed softly as your thumb stroked his cheek.

Neither of you moved, nor did you say anything, not wanting to break the peaceful morning that surrounded you, because you knew as soon as you left this bed, the softness of the morning would slip away. You felt Ashton’ fingers make slow patterns against the warm skin of your back, a soft sigh escaped your lips at the soothing gesture. You wiggled your way closer to Ashton, burying your face into the crook of his neck. Ashton giggled lowly as he watched you wriggle closer to him.

“Stop it” You smiled softly as your hands rested against his shoulders, lips brushing against his neck as you spoke.

“I can’t help it, you’re too cute” Ashton exclaimed as one of his hands traced up your spine, before tangling in your messy bed head.

The smile on your lips widened as his complement, a soft blush gracing your cheeks, turning them a soft pink in the yellow light. Ashton’s fingers slowly fan through your hair, grazing your scalp relaxing under his touch, head leaning back slightly, encouraging his movements. He pressed his lips to your forehead, a soft kiss that made you giggle.

“I don’t wanna get up” You whined softly as your eyes shut, hands rubbing his shoulders in a comforting manner.

“Then we don’t have to” Ashton responded lowly, sounding tired.

You pulled back slightly to look up at him, lips tugged into a wide smile, Ashton returning your smile with a tired one. You brushed your nose against his, lips barely grazing his.

“I love you” You whispered against his lips, your fingers threading in the soft curls at the base of his neck.

There was a low hum that sounded from his throat, his arms tightening around you, trying to pull you even closer than you already were.

“I love you too” He breathed out, his breath fanning across your lips, making a shudder race down your spine.

His lips brushed against yours as the words left his lips, the soft pillows a welcomed embrace against you own. You tilted your chin upwards, your lips now a mere centimeter away from Ashton’s. Ashton followed your slow movements, gently pressing his lips against yours. The kiss was a slow embrace, lips moving slowly in both of your sleepy state. Your eyes fluttered shut as you enjoyed the kiss.

Ashton’s hands moved from behind tangled in your messy hair to resting against your waist, fingers gripping tightly at the skin, the pads of his calloused fingers rubbing at your smooth skin. You sighed against his lips, a feeling of warmth washing over your body, the sleep that was once trying to take over your body had now vanished. You wove your fingers in Ashton’s curly locks, tugging at the smooth hairs softly, resulting in a happy sigh escaping his lips.

You felt Ashton’s tongue swipe across your bottom lip, you parted your lips enough to let his tongue slip past your lips and explore your mouth. You let your nails scrape against his neck, scratching at the skin hard enough for him to feel it but not hard enough to leave marks in their wake. There was a deep groan that rattled the back of Ashton’s throat.

There was a bubble of laughter that escape your lips, pulling from the kiss. Your eyes fluttered open slowly, taking in Ashton’s sweet smile as his hazel eyes looking light in the soft streams of sun that reached his soft features. Ashton slowly rolled over, hovering above you, one hand laid still on your waist while the other hovered beside your head, holding his body up. You rolled onto your back, staring up at him, taking in his tousled hair, tired eyes and the very wide smile on his puffy lips.

“What was that?” You asked him softly as you rested your hands on his shoulders, fingers kneading his muscles, there was a playful smile on your lips.

Ashton rolled his eyes but his grin seemed to give him away, he wasn’t annoyed at you, he could he be, when you looked so soft.

“Shut up” Ashton retorted as he leaned down to pepper soft kisses on your neck, his pillow soft lips warm against your heated skin.

“I can’t help it, you’re too cute” You repeated his words from earlier, making him chuckle against your neck.

This was why morning were your favourite times to spend with Ashton.

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Sweater Memories and A Welcome Home

Summary: Y/N has a sweet trip down memory lane when she spots one of Ashton’s jumpers, but what she doesn’t see is the surprise return of Ashton.

Paring: Ashton Irwin x Reader

Word count: 3.3k

Warnings: none

Author Note: wow wow I liked writing this so much. Let me know if you liked it!

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italics are the flashback memory, happy reading!

Ruffling through your closet, your fingers brushed past the material of a jumper, a piece of clothing that was not your own. The dark green material looking worn and slightly faded. It was completely different to every other item hanging in the small space, yet it was the piece that meant to most to you. There was a small hole towards the bottom, but you didn’t care. The item meant to much to you, for you to just throw it away over a silly little whole. Your nimble fingers gripping the soft material in a tight grasp, smoothing the fabric over with your thumb. You raised the jumper to your nose and took a deep breath, the overwhelming smell of heavy aftershave over took your senses. Your eyes fluttered closed gently as you pictured the jumper stretching across his broad chest as he sprayed the familiar smell all across his body, in an almost careless fashion.

You could picture his curly hair draping over his forehead as he tried to sweep it away from his eyes, but there was a single strand that seemed to stick to his forehead in rebellion. Picturing how he would groan in frustration at the hair, while you would push her elbows against the softness of their mattress. Watching with fond eyes as he grew frustrated, and how he would look at your reflection through the mirror, seeing the way your head would tilt and you would bit your bottom lip to smother your laughter, and his furrowed brows would relax and the corners of his lips would turn up in a half smile.

“Stop laughing at me baby” Ashton pouted at her as his hazel and green swirled eyes watched you.

You smothered another giggle that threatened at fall from your lips as you pushed her body up. Your legs lying straight in front of you, the smooth skin mixing well against the milky white sheets that you had carelessly thrown over your very scarcely covered body. One of your hands held the crinkled sheet to your chest, to keep from exposing your naked skin while the other beckoned him to come closer.

Ashton turned on his heels as his eyes raked over your relaxed figure, very much enjoying the view that you were displaying for him. Your hair was lazily thrown into a bun, stray stands framing your face, your nose crinkled slightly as you tried her best to fight off the amused smile that wanted to paint it’s way across your face. The way your skin glimmered with an after intimacy glow. Ashton could even see the faint purple bruises that he had painted down the space of your neck and across your shoulder. He wanted to run his calloused fingers over the smooth skin of your shoulders, and over the marks he had left in the middle of the bliss filled night.

His bare feet padded slightly across the carpeted floor as he strolled towards you. Ashton sat on the edge of the bed, his thigh pressing against your leg, there wasn’t enough space between their touch skin for a strand of hair to fit. You had a sweet smile on your lips, as you each hand out to tuck the stray strand away from his eyes, and letting it lay flat against the rest of his curls. Ashton wondered how you had just managed to keep the strand of hair back, after how many attempts he had done. He blamed it on the fact that whatever you wanted any part of him to do, he did it, even his wild strands hair understood this law.

You allowed her thumb to stroke his cheek bone slowly, his cheeks feeling warm under her touch. Your eyes wandered over his sun kissed skin, taking his swollen and pink lips and the way his eyes warmed at the mere sight of her. You took how sharp his jaw looked in the soft light that illuminated the room.

“Do you have to go?” You questioned him.

Your words were gentle and slow as your thumb continued it’s soft strokes against his cheek. You didn’t want to break the soft atmosphere that they had created around them. There was a softness that took over Ashton’s face at your words, he wished there was a way to ease the pain that you both felt when he had to leave. It was always hard on the both of you, sure you made time to spend at least a weekend with him while he was on tour, but sometimes you weren’t so lucky. There were times where they would go months at a time without seeing each other, and there was only so much a Skype call could fix. But you could never ask him to not go, sure you made comments here and there, but when it really came down to it you were the person pushing him to the plane, because you knew how much his music meant to him.

Each time he left, the goodbyes got harder and longer. Both refusing to let each other go until they’ve said all they could, saying their ‘I love yous’ and how they would be waiting till the next time they get to see each other. You would wipe the tears from her eyes, while he peppered kisses all over your face, just to hear your sweet laughter one more time, to see that beautiful smile grace your lips.

“You know I do Y/N” He said your name with such emotion that it made you smile.

“I know, I just hate watching you go” You smiled sadly as you removed her hands from his face.

Ashton placed his large hand on your bare leg, rubbing it softly with a tired smile. It was comforting to know that he was upset about leaving to, but you understood this was his dream job, and who were you to tell him no.

“You better play so good damn shows, so when I watch a fan’s video a can see what a hard working man you are” You playfully smiled as him as her hand rested against his atop her leg.

“Always” He smiled.

You nodded your head at his promise before pushing his body back slightly, wanting get up from the bed. With the sheets still wrapped around you body, you stood tall in search for your underwear from last night and maybe the dress you had worn. Ashton noticed your wandering eyes and he pointed a lazy finger to your plain boy leg underwear hanging off the end of the bed, the black material standing out against the white covers. Your cheeks turned a pale pink as you picked up the underwear, finding your matching black cotton bra on the floor just below it.

With your underwear in hand, your eyes looked around his room for your dress, but you couldn’t seem to find it. Your searching came to a halt when Ashton threw a dark green jumper into your arms. You spared him a confused look, which was met with a shrug of his shoulders and a small smile.

“Forget your dress, this’ll look better on you anyway” He shrugged, although there was a hidden playfulness to his words.

“Ashton Irwin, you just want to see me in your clothes” You gasped playfully. “You’re not worried about my dress even in the slightest, are you?”

Ashton chuckled lightheartedly. “No, that dress is long gone, so forget it”

You rolled her eyes, as you spied the light blue dress you had been wearing last last night when you had arrived at Ashton’s apartment, just laying messily behind his feet, but you made no mind to tell him that you could see it. You liked wearing his clothes anyway, the warm fabric always hung off your body in a baggy manner, making his shirts look longer than they actually were. And they always smell like him, the warm aftershave he liked to wear. So you excused herself as you walked into the bathroom, the sheet still wrapped tightly around your body.

Ashton watched with a faint smile on his lips as he watched you walk into the bathroom, his head tilted slightly as his eyes raked over your figure. You left the door open just enough for him to see you drop the sheet, the milky white material pooling around your ankles. He could see every curve on your body so clearly, your skin was glowing in a why that expressed their night adventures. There was a faded imprint of his hand on your right hip, the mark was a soft red that made him feel a little guilty, but also quite proud. He watched you dress, your underwear just slipping on your body so easily, then his jumper. The arms hung over your hands, making them disappear under the item. The hem came down to your mid thigh, leaving a good amount of your leg on display, the neckline looks big on your small shoulders, one side slipping down your shoulder.

You looked at her reflection in the mirror, tucking a lock of your hair behind her ear as you took in the way your body looked with the large clothing item across your chest. You pulled the long sleeves over your hands, and cupping the left over material in your hands.

You smiled at the faint memory, taking to jumper away from your face, your eyes fluttering open. You pulled the jumper over your tank top. Smoothing the jumper over your body, Ashton’s smell overtaking your mind. You pulled your hair back into a bun, keeping all the stray hands away from your eyes.

Your sock clad feet padded against the floor silently as you walked out of your room and into the kitchen. You moved around on the tiled floor with ease, your socks sliding from place to place. You opened a cupboard and pulled out a mug, placing it on the counter. You searched around for the hot chocolate powder when you heard your phone blaring the familiar ringtone against the counter. You picked up the phone and saw Ashton’s contact photo lighting up your home screen. The photo was on old one, Ashton was standing behind you with his long arms thrown over your shoulders. You could just make out the deep red blush on your cheeks as you tried to bury your face in his arms. There was a blaring smile on his face as he looked at the camera as he took the photo. Your lips pulled into a smile as your finger slid across the glass screen and you pressed the phone to your ear.

“Hey there rock star” You smiled into the phone.

You heard Ashton breath a chuckle past his lips from the other side of the line. “Hello gorgeous”

The line went silent for a moment, both just taking in the other breathing down the line, even the simple act sent your heart soaring. The was a rustled movement from Ashton’s side of the phone call, you furrowed your brows as you tried to picture what he was doing. There was a soft tapping and a sigh sound people talking around him. You figured he was walking around in the hotel the band had just checked into.

“What’re you doing right now?” Ashton asked you.

The question shocked you for just a moment, your eyes widening in the slightest. Your fingers tapped against the kitchen counter as you bit down on her bottom lip. You just figured that he was asking so he could gage whether or not you were available for a Skype call, but there was a tone in his voice that you couldn’t quite place, it wasn’t bad, it just left your body feeling light and airy.

“I was about to make a hot chocolate when you called” You admitted to him as placed the mug you held in your hand on the counter.

Ashton made a hum through the line “Bit late for one of those isn’t it?” There was a slight laugh to his words.

You rolled your eyes at his comment, it was in fact a little late to be having the sweet drink, but you had trouble sleeping when Ashton was gone for long periods of time, or to keep yourself busy so you would be able to keep yourself awake when Ashton would call you. It was hard to find a time were both of them were wide awake enough to keep a conversation, but you found that you liked talking to Ashton before you went to sleep, the sound of his raspy voice after a concert gave you a serene feeling, making it easier to fall asleep.

“It is never to late for a hot chocolate, it’s like you don’t even know me” You gasped into the phone.

Your words were met with a low chuckle from Ashton. “You go on tour for three months and you forget all about me” You were clearly joking, and he could hear the teasing tone in your words.

“I could never forget you Y/N” Ashton said sweetly. His confession sent your heart spring, just hearing him admit that you were on his mind more often than not eased the feeling you had when he was gone, because there was very few days that Ashton wasn’t on your mind.

“God, I miss you Ashton” You breathed into the phone as your eyes fluttered closed. Your heart jumped a beat as the words fell from your lips without even really thinking about it.

That's the thing about talking to Ashton, you found it so easy to spill all your inner thoughts to him. Just hearing his voice for the first time in a week left you feeling like you wanted to spill every little though you had about him since he was gone. He was just so easy to talk to, he would listen so intently when you talked. You loved that he wasn’t scared to share with you either.

“I miss you too baby” Ashton admitted. “But I’ll be back home soon, maybe sooner than you think”

As soon as the words sprung from his lips there was an eruption of butterflies that exploded in your stomach, the mere thought of seeing him. Your eyes snapped open and your lips parted to ask what he meant when you heard the heavy thud of someone knocking on your door. You pressed your lips together as you swiveled on your heels.

“You gonna get the door or not Y/N?” Ashton questioned you before quickly hanging up the call, not even giving you the time to ask how he knew.

Then it was as if everything came crashing down on you, and intense feeling of astonishment took over your features. Your lips pulling into a wide and toothy smile. You carelessly threw your phone onto the counter, slipping and sliding your way across the kitchen tiles and the smooth wooden floorboards in the living room. You skidded to a sudden halt in front of your front door. You stood on the tips of your toes as you eagerly looked through peephole. You could clearly see Ashton on the other side, his hands shoved in his jacket pockets and his bag slung over his shoulder. You twisted the door knob, hearing the soft click of the lock opening and allowing you to pull the door completely open.

“Took you long enough” Ashton laughed.

You shook your head as his words, but didn’t say anything in response. You just stepped out of the doorway and threw your arms around his waist, burying your head against his chest, the warm feeling of his skin underneath his shirt was a welcomed feeling. You felt Ashton drop his bag to the floor beside his feet, his arms wrapping around your shoulders, on of his hands buried in your hair and pressing your head further into his chest. You felt his lips press softly against your forehead in a prolonged kiss, you took a deep breath, taking in his musky scent.

You pulled back just enough to peer up at his face. Ashton placed a hand against your cheek, his thumb just rubbing underneath your eye. You smiled at him as your hands travelled the length of his broad shoulders until they were resting at the base of his neck, fingers barely just grazing the curls hairs that resided there.

“It’s so good to see your face again” You cooed at him.

“It’s good to see you again” Ashton almost copied your words, as his eyes raked in your outfit of choice, his lips pulling up into a wide and smitten smile, recognising the dark green material that dressed your body. “Even better to see you wearing my clothes”

You raised a brow at him comment, you could clearly see the teasing undertone glimmering in his eyes, and he shrugged his shoulders under your stare. You couldn’t help the smile that turned your lips up as you lightly tugged at his hair. You pushed your body up by your toes as you tried to lever your height with his, Ashton lent down slightly, getting the gist of what you were trying to do. His nose brushed up against your as you took a deep intake of air through your parted lips.

Your eyes flickered from his lips to his eyes to see him intently staring at your parted lips as they took each breath. Taking in the blush pink colour of the soft skin, how plump they looked as you pouted them in the slightly way, as you awaited the descent of his own lips. The striking green flecks in his eyes shimmered in the faint light that surrounded you, the warm coffee brown inviting you closer. You made the first move, just brushing your lips against his, like a breath of air blowing against his lips. Ashton made a whining sound in the back of his throat, wanting to feel your lips pressed to his more firmly. The feeling of his lips just brushing against your sent shock waves all over your body.

With another deep intake of air, Ashton pressed his lips firmly against yours. There was a contempt moan that slipped from your lips ad against his, as he kissed. Your lips molded against his like a perfect fit. You could faintly taste mint against his lips, and you wondered if he had been chewing gum before knocking on your door. His lips were soft and warm against yours.

Ashton could taste the mint of your spearmint toothpaste, the freshness was welcomed against his mouth. Your lips were like pillows against his, smooth and soft, there was an underlying taste was peach chap-stick against your lips. He pulled away from the kiss slowly, resting his forehead against yours as he took a deep breath. You felt your body trying to lean further into Ashton as you tried to chase his lips for another kiss. Your eyes fluttered open at the loss of his lips against yours, you could see him already peering down at you.

“I missed you” He breathed against your lips, the corners of his lips turning up.

“I missed you too” You replied in a breathless tone.

Ashton’s calloused palms felt rough against your cheeks, but you welcomed the rough feeling because it was him, you were feeling him against your skin.

“Are you gonna let me in or what Y/N” Ashton teased.

You giggled against his skin as you unwinding your arms from around his neck, hands travelling down his large biceps and down his forearms until your smaller hands were resting in his much larger ones, leading him into your shared apartment, Ashton kicking the door behind him.

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🎬📝🌸 I have a facepage and about me on my blog

I ship you with Ashton Irwin!

You are just so pretty, like wow! How are all of these people so pretty, like did you guys get his with a pretty stick, if so where can I get hit with one?!?!

This morning you woke up to the soft hum of a voice. It wasn’t very loud, just soft sounding humming of a familiar sounding song and the faint sounds of a guitar being played. You rolled over on your back, you head falling against the soft pillow beneath you head, eyes slowly fluttering open. The curtains were pulled ope so the warm rays of yellow sunlight were streaming through the window, leaving the bedroom with a glow. You squinted through the sunlight, eyes adjusting to the sudden change. A deep breath slipped past your lips as you stretched against the warm white covers that hid your body from the rest of the world.

The sound of music filled your ears as a yawn fall from your parted lips. You rubbed at your tired eyes, turning your head to the right of the bed, Ashton’s side of the bed. the sheets were crumpled up from where he slept just an hour ago, but his body was no longer laying beside you. But he wasn’t far. He was sitting at the end of the right side of the bed, his bare back turned to you, his sun kissed skin was glowing with the softness of the morning.

You could see the neck of a guitar peeking out of his hands, and with every move he made, you could see the muscles in his back move with him. The dark black ink that painted the back of his neck catching your eyes, scanning over the bird that was tattooed on his skin. A warm smile spread across your lips as you took in the sight, he looked so natural and peaceful. You didn’t have to see his face to know that he was smiling as he played a tune that you couldn’t quite name, maybe it was something new.

You silently reach for your phone that rested on the bedside table, unlocking the lock screen and switching to the camera app. You watched the the camera opened and you were greeted with the view once more. You smiled as you snapped a few photos.Those may even become your new home screen.

You locked your phone and placed it back on the bedside table, trying to make as little noise as possible, so you wouldn’t disturb the atmosphere around you. You lifted your body onto your elbows. Your hair that was once in a bun, was now falling around your shoulders. The shirt you had thrown on last night was crumpled with sleep. You pulled the shirt down so it covered all that needed to be covered and moved the covers from your body.

You peered back over at Ashton to see that he still had his back to you, he hadn’t heard you whatsoever. You wondered if he had earphones in his ears. You moved across the bed, to sit behind him. You could feel a wave of warmth enveloping your body, his skin warm from the morning glow, that and his was just so naturally warm. It was something you loved about him. You reached out one of your hands to brush across the length of his broad shoulders, watching as a string of goosebumps raise up on his skin. He stopped his strumming and the soft humming that was once falling from his lips had silenced. 

You carefully ran your fingernail over the outline of the tattoo that was inked on his skin. Watching with a smile as a shiver racked through his body, you loved that you had that effect on him, just like he did you. You continued to drag your finger slowly across his warm skin, leaning your head on your shoulder as you watched his shoulders relaxed more under your soft touches.

“Did I wake you?” His voice was soft and still somewhat husky from sleep.

You enjoyed the sound of his scratchy voice ringing in your ears. You hummed softly for a moment, the pads of your fingers still moving softly against his skin.

“It’s a nice sight to wake up too”

“I didn’t mean to wake you babygirl” Ashton turned his head slightly so his hazel eyes could lock with your own.

You shuffled closer to him, moving your head from your shoulder to rest against his shoulder. You let your hand fall from his shoulder to rest against his hip, thumb rubbing circles on his tanned skin.

“And I told you that I didn’t mind” You reasoned with him “Plus I love hearing your voice” You gave him a small smile, you could hear the croaky tone in your own voice.

“Wanna hear what I’ve been working on?” He asked you.

“Always” You smiled at him, pressing your lips to his shoulder in a soft kiss.

You could see the corners of his pink lips turning up in a warm smile. He turned his head back to peer down at the acoustic guitar in his hands. His long fingers plucked at the strings, a soft melody emitting from the instrument. You enjoyed the music that he was playing.

This new ear for the band gave the boys so much range with their music, they were trying out new sounds and they were writing lyrics that meant so much to them. You loved every moment that you got to witness him making this new music, music that meant so much to him, songs that scraped at every single little feeling that he had bottled up. And in the softness of the morning you enjoyed the sound even more, because he was playing it just for you.

When he stopped strumming, and the soft words that were string themselves together from his lips had stopped completely he peered over at you, his nose now brushing against yours. His eyes were looking right into yours, almost like he was peering into every little inner thought in your mind.

“What did you think?” He whispered his question to you.

The feeling of his warm breath fanning out against your lips felt your body feeling almost giddy. You smiled sweetly at him, watching as the apples of his cheeks slowly faded into a rosy colour as he waited for your response.

“I loved it Ashton”

“Good, because I’m writing for you”

It was now your turn to flush at his words, the heat rise up your cheeks.

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! meloncal’s 1k celebration !

HELLO MY SWEETS

So this is actually happening, I am 15 away from reaching my first thousand! This is so exciting, I didn’t think I could do it. I mean I’m just weird bean who likes to write imagines!

So I’m gonna be throwing a celebration of sorts here on tumblr! To thank all of you sweet people for following me and helping me reach one thousand! These ships and blurbs will be sent out once I reach 1k so keep sending them in!

Anyway, I wanted to celebrate this occasion with some ships and maybe a blurb! So here is how it’s going to work:

Send 📝 for a ship, if you have a face tag let me know, but other wise just describe yourself! You don’t have describe your looks, you can describe your personality. Just tell me about you!

Send 🎬 if you want a blurb to go with your ship. You can provide a summary of what you want in the blurb, other wise I can make one up for you!

Send 🌸 for a bonus complement! These complements will be about either yourself or your blog, maybe even both!

NOTE; if you are unsure of who I will and will not write for, feel free to ask! I don’t bite, I promise!

I know this is kind of beggy (is that even a word lol) to ask but please reblog this so people will see it, I wanna be able to do as many blurbs and ship for you guys!

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meloncal’s spooky week!

                  🎃🎃🎃 

WELCOME TO MY SPOOKY WEEK!

The week leading up to Halloween I with be writing a Halloween themed Imagine, one for each day of the Week! (So from the 25th to the 31st of October)

Here is how the week is going to look:

DAY ONE: Watching scary movies with Ashton on the night of Halloween DAY TWO: Picking out couple costumes with Luke DAY THREE: Attending a Halloween Party with Calum DAY FOUR: Carving Pumpkins with Michael DAY FIVE: Haunted house fun ride with Sweet Pea DAY SIX: Vampire!Y/N in a relationship with Werewolf!Sweet Pea DAY SEVEN: Ghost stories shared around a bonfire with all of 5SOS

So that’s the ideas for the works, and yes Sweet Pea from riverdale, don’t like ‘em don’t read ‘em! Let me know what you guys think of this!

HAPPY HALLOWEEN MY LITTLE PUMPKINS!

                  🎃🎃🎃

[calmcal]

Also I’m gonna get in on the ship thing because I love ships soo, 📝🎬🌸 Thank you and once again I’m so proud of you and love you so much, you deserve this

LEAH! how can I even ship you with anyone but Michael Clifford!

And OMG you are so pretty, and I love how fired up you get when someone get’s Michael eye colour wrong. Because his eyes a green and that’s the tea!

ALSO, HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY SWEETS, HOPE YOU HAVE A TRULY WONDERFUL DAY!  WISHING YOU ALL THE MICHAEL CUDDLES IN THE WORLD💛💛💛

“I’m totally gonna kick your ass” You smirked as you placed the bowl of popcorn down on the coffee table, the salty and buttery smell was slightly overwhelming in your nose.

You and Michael were have one of your self proclaimed ‘game night tournaments’, a night where one of you would pick a game from the pile in the T.V. cabinet and play until you couldn’t feel your thumbs, or the loser admits defeat. And neither you were really the type to admit defeat. You could hear Michael scoff from in front of the T.V., setting up your game of choice, Mario Kart.

It was a game that you were fairly good at, or at least you had played it enough to know what to expect. And you were really trying to beat Michael tonight, he had won the last three time you had played. You needed to knock him down a peg.

“I’d like to see you try” Michael snorted as he took on of the Switch remotes and threw the other on in your direction.

“Oh I won’t be trying” You retorted with a sly smile, taking a handful of buttery popcorn and popping it in your mouth. “I’ll be succeeding”

“We’ll see”

Michael started the game, the screen lighting up with brilliant colours and the energetic music pouring through the speakers. You settled into the softness that the couch offered, slipping the wrist band around your wrist. You held the remote tightly in your hands as you watched the screen, Michael started picking out the setting for the race. Then came time to select your characters. You both fiddled around with the joystick, sliding over the different character icons until you decided who you were going to pick.

“Of course you picked Toad” Michael laughed as he manoeuvred his joystick quickly to the Link head on the screen.

“Of course you picked Link” You mocked him.

“Yeah but Link is actually cool, Toad is just a walking, talking mushroom” Michael explained with a teasing smirk on his lips. 

“Toad is cute okay, don’t diss my little mushroom man” You restored as you reached over to shove him.

“Foul play!”

“The races haven’t even started Mikey!”

“Oh, I knew that!”

Because you chose the game, Michael got to decide which race track you were going to race on first. And you knew he was going to try and trip you up, he was going to pick the hardest track on the game. Rainbow Road.

“Ready to lose Y/N?”

“Are you ready to lose Michael?”

You both gave each other a fake glare, but there was a playful smile on Michael lips. One that you mirrored. The game loaded and the start up of the race started to flash on the screen. You leaned forward, pressing down on the trigger as the number 2 flashed on the screen. And then you were off. 

Your eyes switched from your screen to Michael’s screen for a second as you looked at your power up, it was a banana peel. With a sly smile you threw the banana peel behind you and watched on with a fit of giggles fall from your lips as Michael slipped over the smiling yellow item.

“Fuckn’ bananas”

“Watch out Michael, those banana peels a real slippery”

“I hate you”

“Love you too baby”

The race was fairly easy, you swerved around the corners easily, drifting in all the right places and collecting all the power up boxes that you could. You were about to taunt Michael about being in second place, one space behind you, when a blue shell popped up on your screen, slamming into your character.

“Sucks to suck!” Michael shouted at you as his character zoomed past yours as they stopped.

“Fuck you Mikey!” You shouted in return as you regained control of your character, now in third place.

“So what was that about kicking my ass?”

“Don’t get cocky baby, you haven’t won yet”

You continued to race around the track, coming up on your third and final lap on the track. You drove into a block which gave you three red shells and you felt a wide grin stretched across your lips. You waited until you got closer to Michael, and just as he was about to cross the finish line you launched a shell at him, which stopped his character long enough for you to pass him and finish the race in first.

“That’s called cheating Y/N, you don’t cheat!” Michael exclaimed loudly as he finished the race in second place.

“It’s not cheating, the game gave me the power up Michael” You snorted as you watched as a scowl took over Michael’s face.

“You beat my ass with a red shell”

“I told you I would kick your ass”

Michael sat back down on the couch, a pout on his pink lips. You had an amused smile on your lips as you slid across the couch so you were sitting right beside the blonde man.

“Don’t pout baby”

Michael rolled his eyes at you, his lips turning up into a small smile as you place your legs over his lap and started to run your fingers through his longer blonde hairs. He leaned into the touch, his eyes staring blankly at the screen as a soft hum fell from his lips. You paused the game with your spare hand and you continued your slow movements. Michael rested his hand against your leg, slowly rubbing your calf with his thumb.

You ready to have your ass kick again” You giggled against his ear which made him chuckle.

“I’m gonna beat with a red shell, just you wait” He turned his head to look at you, his green eyes glimmering with amusement. He leaned over slightly to place a quick kiss on your lips.

The game night tournament was another success.

[calmcal]

Can you write a calum imagine kinda like how in the recent tour video calum is outside by himself or when he’s dancing with Michael and like the reader is with him and he’s being really cute and Andy catches them

I’m sorry this is kind of late, but it’s done! I hope you liked it!

read: caught on camera

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Okay so i’m working on a Luke collage!au and I’m still trying to decide if I want it to be a reader insert ( meaning that I use you and Y/N as the name ) or a character POV ???

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Question Tag

I was tagged by the ever so lovely @astrosashton !

1. Are you named after anyone?

not particularly on purpose, my name is sabrina, but I wasn’t named after anyone in my life. Just a funny coincidence that I share the name with a familiar teenage witch!

2. When was the last time you cried?

sheesh, like an hour ago, we love a breakdown queen!

3. Do you have any kids?

nadda, to young for that, i’m only 18 people!

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

there’s a good chance

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

how very cliche but I think the person’s eyes, my more commonly now their smile. I just love a good smile, one that makes you smile in return when you see it

6. What is you eye colour?

like a grey looking blue, with a little brown surrounding my pupil

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

uh no scary movies for this girl, those are not my thing. So a happy ending it is!

8. Any special Talents?

no I’m a boring human, i’m kidding, not really. I guess can sort of sing, not very well that is, but it’s something I can do

9. Where were you born?

sydney, australia baby!

10. What are your hobbies?

annoying my pets, re-watching old t.v shows, writing short stories, buying makeup I don’t need, listening to cover songs, dancing horribly to all the songs on both mamma mia soundtracks.

11. Do you have any pets?

yes two cats, how fitting sabrina having a pet cat, and to top it off she’s black!

12. What sports do you play/ have you played?

I used to play hockey, not ice hockey, field hockey with a hockey stick and a ball. It was great imagine like a 5 foot girl charging at you with a hockey stick in her hand, not menacing at all, but I could do some damage if I do say so myself.

13. How tall are you?

like maybe 5 foot something, not really sure, I just know I’m pretty small. Less than average height.

14. What’s your favourite subject in school?

I used to take dance and drama in high school, so those would probably be my favourite

15. What is you dream job?

A teacher maybe, or like a event manager, I like being the boss of things, both would work pretty well for that lmao

I don’t really know who to tag for this, so if any of you want to do it, feel free to tag yourself!