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Why are people who are rude bitches always so convinced they're nice people
#and the whole why do people hurt me uh you actually do the hurting?!#yea someone treated me like shit and its been weeks and im still thinking about it cuz it broke up the friendship#and ive asked what ive done if ive done anything what i can do to make it better#got a response#told her my side and my feelings and how she hurt me cuz no youre not unfaulty none of us are but you cant even admit it#she literally said sorry and then immediately took it back with idk why im apologizing ... girl idk maybe cuz you treated me like crap#anyway i responded with my side as i said and ofc apologies which i truly meant and ideas of what i could do to make things better in futur#got ghosted#YEARS of friendship just dropped#what is this immaturity#also the irony in her having talked shit about a friend who didnt say anytjing when they had a fight and she went just say sth when you hav#a problem (tag too long oops)#to then doing the same tjing#im not blaming her for anything except this inability to communicate cuz our friendship used to be based on that#well i could rant forever but whatever#just got triggered cuz shes out there saying the im the nicest person ever stuff and no. no you are not. no one is an entirely nice person.
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being an ashton girl is so fucking hard bc he’s so chill and cool, and he has some of the most unchill fans i ever met lmao
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Just wrote some more for two of my imagines yayyy
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people on tumblr can have my instagram but people on instagram cannot have my tumblr
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this is so heartbreaking, support this family if you can 🩷
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Also, Luke's that kinda man whose beauty isn't attached to his hair, which, unfortunately for us, only makes him more powerful.
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I keep getting notifications from my ao3 lately and everytime i think you guys actually like this??!! And then i go on the stories and see the total amount of hits and kudos and even bookmarks and i'm even more in shock 🥹🥹
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“im a girls girl” is the new “im an empath” in terms of it being a phrase you only hear from the absolute worst people you’ve ever met
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same for me
i’m begging for you guys to send in requests rn i need to start writing again
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0 note flops only get funnier the more followers you accumulate, like shooting with precise aim and skill a perfectly straight line through an ever increasing line of axe heads directly into the trash
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Hiyaaaa
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Vanilla
Lashton, boyxboy, 18+
Warnings: just talk about sex, but no actual smut (yet)
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"Tie me up"
Luke's head shot up from his fashion magazine "Sorry, what?"
"Sorry, I meant tie my hands up"
"Uh -", Luke slowly blinked at his best friend, eyeing the bandana he had had on his head just minutes ago and was now holding out towards Luke.
"I can't stop pulling and scratching my hair out again.", Ashton sigherd, sitting down on the couch next to Luke, "You know, just like with how bad it got when we were all nervous about how our new setlist for the 5SOS show would be received"
"Oh", Luke was finally understanding.
Ashton had this habit of pulling on his hair an scratching his scalp, when he got nervous. Often he just busied himself with something like playing the drums and wore bandanas to stiffle the urge when it got especially bad.
Michael joked that this was why he would he the first to go bald.
It got less when they were on tour just because there was so much going on all the time. But right now they were relaxing, taking time off after tour... or supposed to be relaxing.
Ashton was thinking about concept for his second solo album, trying out different lyrics and emotions as he had told Luke but didn't want to show anyone yet.
"Hey, you know that no one expects anything. You're stressing yourself -"
"I know", the older interrupted, "I just - I have so much motivation but I wanna make it different, not just a repeat of my first album. But I'm not even writing anymore, I just keep fucking pulling on my stupid hair and I'll be fucking bald by our next single and -"
"So you want me to tie you up?", Luke interrupted to stop his rambling. Luke might seem dumb sometimes but he knew his best friend inside out and he knew what to do to stop him from doing things like this. Summing up what he intended to say before he goes off the rails with overthinking and rambling too much was one of those things.
Ashton nodded, looking exhausted.
"Okay", Luke tucked the dark purple bandana from Ashton's fingers, "So - oh ... just ... like that?"
Ashton was holding up his wrists, hands balled to fists next to each other.
"Seems a little kinky, huh", Luke grinned stupidly, while also doing as his friend had requested and tying the cloth around his wrists.
"Very funny", Ashton's voice was dry.
Once Luke was done tying him up, Ashton slouched on the couch, tied hands falling limp into his lap.
"And what now?", Luke asked curiously.
"I don't know... nothing, I guess"
"I mean if you had a girlfriend she'd have some ideas -", Luke broke off into giggles at Ashton's glaring eyes, hands coming up to cover his mouth. Which he then waved in front of Ashton's face "Oh look what I can do"
"Funny", Ashton mumbled with an eyeroll, but he was smiling.
Everytime over the next hour when Ashton lifted his tied hands to scratch his nose or scoop a curl of dark blonde hair out of his eyes, Luke would giggle quietly next to him. Ashton did nothing, except taking deep breaths, while Luke scribbled into his notebook. The urge to write something himself that he knew he couldn't and would just end up pulling his hair grew smaller and smaller.
But he still ended up raising his hands, attempting to pull his roots out of frustration. His fingers wrapped around a curl on top of his head and -
"Ouch!"
"No hair pulling", Luke said firmly as he set the notebook he had just slapped Ashton's fingers with back in his lap.
"You're so vanilla"
"Heyyy, don't use my joke techniques against me"
"Why? Do you feel attacked?", Ashton grinned brightly at his younger bandmate, "Is it because you are vanilla?"
"Huh?", he poked him in the ribs when he didn"t get a response, still grinning cheekily, "Is that why you never talk about your one night stands? Cuz they're reaaaally vanilla?"
"Even if they were, that's nothing I'd be embarrassed about"
"Mhmm", Ashton poked him again, "This your way of saying you're vanilla?"
Thinking back, the drummer should've expected Luke to snap, his whole goal at the moment was to get a reaction out of him after all.
But he still wouldn't have expected Luke to suddenly grab his tied wrists, push them up over his head and backwards, thus making Ashton fall on his back on the couch. He found himself with his hands above his head, held in place by Luke's who was bending over him now.
"Trust me, Ash, I'm nowhere near vanilla and you better stop nagging me if you don't wanna find out how far I am from that"
Ashton's eyes just about bugged out of his head.
What the fuck?
Luke seemed to think the same, as he suddenly let go of Ashton's wrists like he had been burned just as quick as he'd grabbed them.
"I uh - yea, no I'm not - anyway", he coughed, sitting up and a little further away from Ashton, "I'll keep writing my lyrics"
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let me know if you want a second part of this and also hiiii i haven't posted a oneshot in like half a year or so
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ohhhh if any of u see this and ure interested dm me a number from 1 to 35 and i'll share the draft 👀
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i have 33 drafts and somehow i'm writing on all of them at once so none are finished yet lmao
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watching saltburn rn so far idk what to think i'm gonna read interpretations about it later
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