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youngsingingheart

Your Harming Selflessness

Rating: T

Pairing: Luke Hemmings/Ashton Irwin

Words: 14 618

For Jess

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

pixiegrl

Mashton & Cake Masterlist

Here’s the Masterlist for Mashton and Cake fics!

All links to original Tumblr posts and ao3!

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god i havee to update this account its just so much work

signedupforthis

Calum wearing a skirt in THE 5 SECONDS OF SUMMER SHOW

redrattlers

i am so far from okay

maggielindemanns

5SOS 10TH ANNIVERSARY SHOW: LEAST GREATEST HITS

this tumblr is such a time capsule for my hyperfixation on 5sos and after almost a decade of loving this band i finally bought concert tixxxxxx

tittytittygangbang

thatfunnyblog

are you sure

beeffizz

“Oh, you’re straight? So is spaghetti until it gets hot. ;)”

Are you suggesting we boil heterosexuals

drbrucebananer-blog

yes

tragiccottonball

serenity-is-my-tardis

PROFESSOR JIGGLY NO

phunderplonics

dirtfutch

This is feminism

nomehablen2

Why did he put on like three different hats

surprisebitch

intersectionality

2k15luke

one is the sun, one is the sky (◡‿◡✿)

sauced5

THat lil bead of sweat on his fucking forehead should be grateful to come off his body i stg

sixpenceee

These incredible morphing balls camouflage against water. Imagine someone used this as a poison. (Source)

sauced5

DON’T GIVE THEM ANY IDEAS

stardustfaeries-deactivated2014

Notes to Thirteen Year Old Girls

When your best friend tells you all she had for breakfast Was a packet of Splenda and a Diet Coke, And she tells you that she’ll stop after she loses five more pounds, Do not believe her. Tell her mother. It does not matter how angry your friend gets. The pain of that will always be preferable to the pain Of seeing your best friend in four years Weighing as much as she does now Half-dead in the hospital.

When your father sneaks into your bed in the dead of the night, And he tells you that this is how fathers love their daughters, Do not believe him. Tell your English teacher. She will have read millions of stories of girls like you. There is a one in six chance that she will be a girl like you. There is a five in six chance that she will know what to say to you. There is a six in six chance that she will help you.

When your veins whisper to you in the moonlight And say that there are so many nightmares inside you That could be free If you would just open your arms, Do not believe them. Tell your school’s guidance counselor, No matter how scared you are Because whispers are liars, And opening your arms will only open the passage For more nightmares to climb in.

And when the therapists say that you are better, Totally better, And you don’t need to worry about the sadness again, Do not believe them. Always be cautious, because sadness has a way Of sneaking up on you When you’re not looking. Be careful. Be careful.