sam

23 year old ★ someone call the bassist

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sam’s master list!

★ hii! i’m sam! i’m a 23 year old girly who has rediscovered her love for fanfic!!!

★ as of now i mostly write for 5sos, but i read other stuff too so i imagine more will pop up in the future. i’m a very diverse girly. here is my masterlist! updated every time i post a fic (: happy reading! 😼

CALUM HOOD:

★ GAME NIGHT

★ PHOTOGRAPHY (smut)

★ JACKET

★ SOMEONE CALL THE BASSIST

★ SKIRT (smut)

★ I WANTED TO STAY

★ I WANTED TO STAY PART TWO!

★ TOUR BUS

★ DESPERATE

★ JEALOUSLY

ASHTON IRWIN:

★ WET DREAMS (smut)

LUKE HEMMINGS:

★ INTERRUPTED

★ END UP HERE

MICHAEL CLIFFORD:

★ TRAPPED

DANHAUSEN:

★ COMFORT

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woke up to 100 followers!! thank you guys 🖤🖤

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Can you write calum getting jealous of a crew member flirting with you and he gets possessive?

your wish is my command! 🫡

here’s ur fic !

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sam’s master list!

★ hii! i’m sam! i’m a 23 year old girly who has rediscovered her love for fanfic!!!

★ as of now i mostly write for 5sos, but i read other stuff too so i imagine more will pop up in the future. i’m a very diverse girly. here is my masterlist! updated every time i post a fic (: happy reading! 😼

CALUM HOOD:

★ GAME NIGHT

★ PHOTOGRAPHY (smut)

★ JACKET

★ SOMEONE CALL THE BASSIST

★ SKIRT (smut)

★ I WANTED TO STAY

★ I WANTED TO STAY PART TWO!

★ TOUR BUS

★ DESPERATE

★ JEALOUSLY

ASHTON IRWIN:

★ WET DREAMS (smut)

LUKE HEMMINGS:

★ INTERRUPTED

★ END UP HERE

MICHAEL CLIFFORD:

★ TRAPPED

DANHAUSEN:

★ COMFORT

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can y’all tell i have a favorite 5sos member ???

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JEALOUSLY ★ CALUM HOOD

★ calum gets jealous when he sees a crew member flirting with you

★ word count: 606

★ i hope u enjoy the request!!! i’m sorry these keep ending up so short 😭 i’ll get better as time goes on promise!!

you’re backstage at the show, calum is getting ready in his dressing room. so you’re walking around the venue, trying to find a vending machine.

it’s been a long day and you need some caffeine and a snack as soon as possible if you’re going to survive.

you spot a vending machine, and reach into your pocket for your wallet. you look back up, looking over your options, when you see someone walk up to you.

“you got a lot of options, what are you thinking?” you hear a voice say, and you look up, seeing a man lean against the side of the machine. he has a headset on, and a crew shirt.

“honestly, anything with caffeine and sugar in it. i feel dead.” you reply, as you feed the money through and push the button. you bend down, to pull your drink out of the opening.

“redbull, that flavor any good?” he asks, and you nod your head. “amazing, it’s my favorite one.” you say, and he nods. “now, sweet snack time. this is gonna be a tough call.” he says with a playful tone.

you look through the vending machine, before deciding on a pack of skittles. you put more money in, and retrieve your skittles this time. you hold up your drink and candy, showing what you picked.

“sweet looking haul for a sweet looking woman.” he says, nodding his head approvingly at you. your eyes widen, and you go to reply.

“i-“ you start, but a louder, deeper, familiar voice cuts you off.

“she is a very sweet looking woman, who’s not interested.” calum’s voice rings in the air, and you feel him stand behind you. his hands coming to rest low on your hips.

the man’s face goes pink, and he awkwardly scratches at his neck. “i, uh, sorry. excuse me.” he says, mumbling something else under his breath as he walks away.

you feel calum tense behind you, his fingers kneading at your hips. “calum, i could’ve handled that.” you say, and he lets out a scoff.

“nobody talks to you like that.” he whispers into your ear, his voice low. it sends a shiver down your spine. “i didn’t think you’d be so jealous..” you mumble back, a hint of laughter in your voice.

“don’t make fun of me. you’re mine. everyone should know that.” calum says, this time it comes out more like a whine. “a little dramatic, but it’s cute, so i think i’ll let it slide..” you say, and a giggle slips out.

calum spins you around now, looking at you with his brown, pleading eyes. “we need to get you a shirt to wear for the shows, so people know you’re mine.” he says, nodding his head at himself.

you let out a laugh, raising an eyebrow at calum. “oh yeah? what should it say?” you question, and he smirks at you. “maybe it should say “i fuck the bassist.” in big glittery letters, right here.” he says, as he brings a finger up, dragging it across your chest as he talks.

you let out a breath as his finger moves along you, and then look up at him, eyes wide. “okay, you’re crazy.” you reply, and he cracks a big smile at you.

“crazy for you.” he replies, a smug smile on his face. “oh, you’re such a dork. don’t you have a show to play?”

“yes, come on, you’re staying over to the side of the stage, i want my eyes on you all night. you’re never leaving my sight.” you laugh at him, but let him guide you toward the stage.

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I WANTED TO STAY ★ CALUM HOOD

PART TWO!

★ you and calum broke up, neither of you told the band. still being around each other often, you wonder if the two of you can just be friends.

★ word count: 1,426

★ part one!

★ i loved writing this lil one, it’s fun writing stuff that’s more emotional!!! all my affection is referenced, so def take a listen when you see it mentioned! (:

it’s been a week since you had last seen calum. you guys haven’t talked at all since then. you were out of your apartment in the morning before he even woke up. calum never texted. that was that.

tonight you and the boys decided to go out to eat. it’s a nice day, so you decided to walk to the pizza place.

you walk by calum’s apartment, and spot him locking his front door. he turns around, and his eyes immediately find you. he gives you a gentle smile, waving. you stop walking. you’re watching as he jogs over, trying to make his way over to you quickly. he probably thinks you’re going to leave him behind.

“hey! didn’t think we’d catch each other.” he says, voice rising as his chest does. “yeah, crazy timing.” you say, an awkward laugh coming out. calum looks down at the ground, then at the sidewalk ahead.

“i guess we should get going? don’t want to be late.” he says, pointing in the direction you were going. you nod, and the two of you start walking. you’re close enough where if either of you moves an arm, you’d be touching.

but far enough you can still feel the heavy distance between the two of you.

you decide to break the silence. “do you guys have a plan for a new album yet?” you decide on, feeling work is a safe territory since you’re heavily involved with the boys.

“uh, not yet.. i’m actually writing some music of my own.” he mumbles, and your head immediately snaps toward him. “that’s, uh, that’s great, calum.” you manage to get out.

calum and you broke up 6 months ago, and he’s writing music now. which makes you feel like it’s about you. he’s ready to write break up music, about you. ready to comes to term with it and tell everybody.

“thanks, i..” he starts, then he closes his mouth. you look away from him, focusing on the pavement under you. “i’m really excited to show them to you..” he says, his voice raspy.

you look up at him again, and he’s looking at you. you lock eyes, and suddenly forget about your surroundings, almost running into a pole. calum’s hand is on your arm, pulling you into his side. you bump into him, his weight helping you catch your footing. his hand moves to hold around your waist.

“i got you.” he says in a low voice, sending chills down your spine. your head is against his chest. suddenly you don’t want to move. you can hear his heartbeat. you swear you can hear it speed up slightly if you listen close enough.

but this is real life and you guys aren’t together anymore. you two suddenly realize that, and quickly put distance between you two.

now you both realize that you’re right in front of the boys, and they’re looking at you weird. and then you remember the boys think you’re still together.

calum is quick to be at your side, his hand returning to your waist. he pulls you toward the boys. “hey guys!” calum says, and they all put smiles on their faces. “hey! glad you guys made it.” luke said, trying to break the tension.

“yeah, good to see you guys.” you say, smile wide, looking around at each of them. michael raises his eyebrows, and ashton stares at calum. calum’s hand grips slightly tighter onto your waist.

suddenly you feel calum’s head drop down, and his breath hot on your ear. “we can’t tell them here, you know that. listen and follow along. you need to do a good job for me.” he whispers into your ear, his voice low.

your body is covered in goosebumps, and you bite your lip to avoid a whimper. “yes.” you whisper back, and you hear him let out a quiet breath. it almost sounds like a whine.

he clears his throat, and pulls away from you., turning back to the boys. their eyes are all on you, wide now. “in public dude? c’mon! talk about that shit alone.” michael groans. ashton is smirking at calum. luke is giving you a questioning glare.

“let’s eat.” calum states, ignoring the guys. he pulls you along into the pizza place. you all place your orders, and go to a booth. calum guide you into, and goes immediately after you. the others sit across.

you guys chat and eat, the conversation flowing. calum’s hand is on your knee, his thumb gently kneading at it. the boys can’t even see his hand on you. you wonder if calum is doing this because he wants to. he wants to be touching your skin.

maybe he still wants you, too.

now dinner is over, and you’re saying your goodbyes, giving each of the boys a hug. the boys say goodbye to each other, and you and calum start walking back.

he’s still linger close to you, arms occasionally brushing as you walk. the walk is quiet, neither of you speaking. calum’s apartment comes into view, and you slow to a stop.

calum puts his hands in his pocket to retrieve his keys, looking at you.

“hey, do you want to come in?” calum asks, and you look up at him. his eyes are soft on yours, silently pleading with you. you draw in a breath, before nodding your head once.

he nods back, and you guys walk up to his apartment. he unlocks the door, opening it, and gesturing for you to go in. you walk in, and he closes the door behind you.

his place is exactly how you remember it.

he motions for you to follow him down the hallway, and he guides you into his spare bedroom. he uses it as a work space, holding plenty of instruments, and all his stuff he’s gotten from being in the band.

you sit down on a chair, and calum goes over to his computer. “i uh, i have a song i want to show you..” he mumbles.

“it’s called all my affection. i uh, wrote it, for you..” he adds quietly, you barely hear it. you sit there frozen, as calum starts to play the song.

so take everything left of me.

anything that you might want.

shelter me under your love.

all i can do is stay close to you.

all my affection, it’ll always be there.

it lasts forever.

all my affection, never gets depleted.

always, forever.

tears boil in your eyes, as the song finishes out. you finally look up at calum, and he’s looking at you, tears in his eyes. he looks so vulnerable, it’s making your chest tight.

“i know, uh, it’s been 6 months now, and they’ve been the worst 6 months of my life. i started writing, thinking it would help. but all i could do is write about how much i love you. how it’ll always be you..” his voice is shaky, like he’s fighting to get the words out.

his hands are over his knees, playing with the fraying on his shorts. his eyes are searching your face, looking for any clue for what you might be thinking.

you force your body to move, managing to stand up, and walk over to him. you bring a hand to his face, cupping his cheek. you lift his head gently, so he’s looking at you. “it’ll always be you, cal..” you whisper, and he lets out a choked breath, sounding more like a desperate whimper.

a tear falls down his cheek, you swipe it away with your thumb. “and no amount of time could make me stop wanting you.” you add, and he smiles. “i love you so much..” calum whispers.

you press your lips to his, and he’s immediately pulling you onto his lap, kissing you desperately. his hands are holding onto your tightly, running over your body. you bring your other hand up, tangling it in his hair, as his tongue slips into your mouth.

you move your hands down, running them down his chest, over his stomach, around his shoulders, down his arms, making contact wherever you can.

he pulls away, immediately burying his head into your neck, his arms coming around your back to pull you close again. “i missed you so much.. i’m never letting this go again..” he whispers into you, his voice desperate.

you hold his head with one hand, the other resting over his back. “i love you, cal..” you whisper into his head, as you two hold each other close.

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i’m anonymous for the ask… but i love your writing sm! and i was wondering if you could do a lip ring luke fic. you can have full creativity with this and write whatever you want🙂‍↕️

thanks for the love!! 🖤

here’s your fic! (:

hope u enjoy!!

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END UP HERE ★ LUKE HEMMINGS

★ you’re at your friend’s house party, and luke ends up getting you home. you two start to get closer. lip ring!luke hemmings

★ word count: 1,419

★ i was so happy to get this request for a lip ring luke!!! i miss reading fics from the era, makes me feel very nostalgic.

★ i desperately have been wanting a lip piercing (currently have 3 facial piercings) this is tempting me even more!

you and michael are good friends, and tonight you’re at his house. he’s throwing a party with his friends. you’re on the couch, between michael and his bandmate, luke. you have a red solo cup filled with vodka and sprite.

you’re laughing at something calum said, he’s the one you’re most familiar with. calum is always over at michael’s, same as you, so you run into each other often.

you take a big gulp from your drink, feeling yourself start to shift to the side. “you’re about to fall over on me.” you hear luke thick accent fill your space, and you pull your head up.

“i’m perfectly fine..” you slur out, holding your cup in the air. “who’s ready for another drink?” you raise your voice.

michael, calum, and ashton all let out a holler. calum stands up. “i’ll get more, be back!” he slurs out, stumbling into the kitchen. “oh he is so gonna fall over.” michael chuckles, and you lean into his side, laughing. “he absolutely is! he cannot carry himself when drunk.” you reply.

“you can’t either, the second you stand up, you’re falling over.” michael shoots back, and you shake your head. “watch this.” you say, holding your cup up, as you try to stand.

your feet are not on your side, and instead you tumble down, you feel an arm reach for you, trying to steady you. instead you fall to the side, your drink splashing over you, and luke, who you fell onto.

“shit!” you exclaim, and luke lets out an “oh!” his hands are quick to your shoulders, slowly guiding you up. “okay. bathroom. now.” he says, standing up as he keeps ahold of your arm, keeping you balanced.

“yeah, bathroom, good idea.” you mumble, and start to move your feet forward. you can walk, but you’re very much stumbling, luke has a hold on you, helping you stay upright.

you both make your way into the bathroom, you go to stand in front of the sink, immediately turning on the faucet, you cup your hands in water and splash your face. the cold hitting you instantly.

“there you go.” luke says, coming up next to you, he reaches into the cabinet, finding two washcloths. he hands one to you, and goes to wet his. “you got us pretty good, no way in hell you needed another drink.” luke says, laughing. you wet your washcloth, looking over at him.

“i actually think that would’ve been the perfect time for another drink.” you say, before looking down and wiping at your shirt. “i’m totally soaked by the way. there’s no saving this..” you turn to luke, as he looks at you.

luke makes a twisted expression, and then shakes his head. “don’t think so. what do you want to do?” you sigh dramatically, leaning your weight further into the counter top. unable to keep your body up straight.

“i want to keep drinking.” you whine, and luke’s eyes go wide. “are you feeling cold?” he suddenly asks, and you look down, seeing the wetness has made your nipples very visible. your mouth falls open.

“can you take me home?” you mumble, and he nods. “yeah, let’s go.” he says, and he opens the door. he helps you out of the house and into his car, before getting in himself.

“do you think you can give me directions?” he says, and you hand him your phone, mumbling your passcode. he sighs, opening your phone, and finding your address.

the windows are cracked, a cool breeze coming in as he drives. you hear the 1975 playing faintly on the radio. luke is humming along, tapping against his steering wheel.

once you arrive, luke helps you out of the car, and to your door, he reaches for your purse, pulling your keys out. he helps you into your apartment, guiding you to your bedroom.

he sets you down on your bed, and taking a step back. “how are you feeling?” he asks, and you loosely shrug. “drunk, and tired..” you slur out, pulling your legs up to you.

“do you, uh, wanna stay for a little bit?” you offered, and he looks at you. “i just, it was really sweet of you to get me here, i don’t know much about you.” you mumble, and luke’s eyes soften on you. “yeah, that sounds good.” he says gently.

you motion for him to come sit on your bed, and he awkwardly climbs up on the opposite side. the two of you sitting facing each other. “so, talk to me.”

“well, as you know my name is luke, uh, hemmings.” he starts, and you nod. “i’m the youngest in the band, i have two brothers. my favorite animal is a penguin. i love pepperoni pizza.” he says.

“i love pizza!” you say, and he smiles. “i wouldn’t be worried if you didn’t.” replies, letting out a laugh. “as you know, we moved here recently, once the band really started taking off. our album blew up and we realized it’s a lot easier being here rather than australia.”

you nod, listening to him. “i get that, i’m sure you miss it though.” you reply, and he nods his head. “oh absolutely, everyday, but it gets easier. i love doing this, and i love the fans. we got really lucky, i wouldn’t change a thing.” he says, and you smile. “well, i’m glad you’re here.” you say softly, and now he smiles at you.

“tell me about you.” he says, and you slowly nod. you explain some things about you, where you grew up, how many siblings you have, why you’re in california. luke is looking at you intently, really listening to what you’re telling him.

“i can’t believe we’ve never really talked before this, it sounds like we’ll get along well.” luke responds, gently knocking his knee into yours.

“i think so.” you smile, knocking your knee back into his.

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it’s been a few weeks of you and luke hanging out, and you’ve undeniably fell for him.

fast.

today is the first day you haven’t seen him all week, last night the two of you almost kissed. and then it got awkward, and you quickly disbanded.

you’re laying across your couch, music playing on your tv. there’s a knock at your door. you stand up, walking over, opening the door.

luke is standing there. “luke, hey, what’s up? i wasn’t expecting you.” you say, confused. he looks at you, a nervous smile on your face.

“yeah, sorry, to drop in, i should’ve called. uh, can i come in.” he stutters out, and you open the door wider. he walks in, and turns around to face you.

you look at him, as he stands in the middle of your living room, looking like a nervous wreck. “are you okay?” you ask and he quickly nods.

“no, yes! i’m good. i just, i have to talk to you.” he says, and you stare at him. “okay.. what’s going on?” you say, questioning him.

“i’m sorry about last night, i uh, we left off really awkward. i’m not sorry about before that, though.” he mumbles the last part under his breath, and you look at him odd.

“luke, you need to speak up.” you say, crossing your arms at him. he sighs, and sucks in a breath.

“i like you, and, and i didn’t know how to tell you, so i think i just tried to kiss you, but it ended up really awkward, and i guess i came here to just, tell you this time.” he rushes out.

your eyes widen, mouth falling open. you didn’t realize luke was intentional, you just thought a weird accident happened that ending up making the situation awkward. “i think telling me was a better way to start out, for sure.” you say, nodding.

“but you can kiss me now, too.” you add, voice quieter. luke looks up at you, his eyes brighter. he takes a couple steps toward you, breaking this distance.

his lips press against yours, his piercing cool against your lip. your hands come to his shoulders, his hands wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer to him. he kisses you gently, his mouth softly moving around yours, memorizing it.

you pull apart, looking at each other. “i’m glad that worked.” he chuckles, and you smile.

“me too, thanks for staying that night..” you say, and he brings a hand to your face. “i’m so glad i did..”

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there is ZERO michael love in my inbox 😭 i have requests for 3/4 of the boys waiting.

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writing “i wanted to stay” part 2 and i wrote a request kind of similar and now my brain is mixing up 😭 i keep going back and rereading “i wanted to stay” to freshen up HAHA

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feel free to tweak this as you want it’s lowk similar to one you just put out but i’m thinking perhaps you get into an argument w calum the night before a show and there’s just more tension between you two than usual and the boys can feel it and question it but it just keeps getting denied and played off. until after the show calum realizes all he thought about during the show was the argument and how maybe there was unusual distance and no pre-show kiss or smth and he’s rlly upset so they figure it out after the show in the dressing room and he’s kinda desperate about it and it’s okay at the end :D

it’s posted! i noticed the formatting is weird when i post the fic to the request. so i’ll post them separately from now on.

here’s the fic! hope u enjoy it (:

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DESPERATE ★ CALUM HOOD

★ you get into an argument w calum the night before a show and there’s just more tension between you two than usual and the boys can feel it and question it but it just keeps getting denied and played off. until after the show calum realizes all he thought about during the show was the argument and how maybe there was unusual distance and no pre-show kiss or smth and he’s rlly upset so they figure it out after the show in the dressing room and he’s kinda desperate about it and it’s okay at the end :D

★ word count: 1,048

★ love this request!!! this was so fun to write. i love desperate calum. worlds biggest yearner. i didn’t know what to name this one LOL

there’s a show tonight, so you are all currently sitting in the tour bus. you’re on a couch with calum. michael, luke, and ashton are sitting across on the other couch.

calum and you are on opposite ends, an unreasonable amount of distance between the two of you. things are weird, and the boys can definitely tell.

you look up, seeing luke eyeing you. then you look over and see a weird look on ashton’s face. then you see michael’s mouth opening.

“what’s going on?” he asks, and you see calum’s head shoot up at the question. “nothing.” you reply, and michael shakes his head. “you two are totally being weird.” michael continues. you shake your head.

“calum what the hell did ya do?” ashton squawks out. “piss off.” calum shoots back, leaning back into the couch. “we’re fine.”

you nod, looking at calum. “we’re good.” his eyes don’t meet yours. you’ve gotten in fights before, but it’s never been like this. it was the night before a show, and you both were tired and angry, and it got you nowhere.

the boys talk about the tour, the show tonight, and other random things sprinkled through. when you finally make it to the arena, the boys stand up, immediately filing out of the tour bus.

calum stands up, and you stay put. “you coming?” he asks, finally looking at you. “i’ll be out in a few minutes.” you say, and calum nods. he leaves and now you are alone. you sigh, leaning back into the couch.

you and calum hadn’t been distance like this before. you have disagreements like every couple, but this was a full on argument. you guys were talking over each other, voices raising slightly in level. bouncing back and forth off of each other. it wasn’t ever how you two had been toward each other.

you sigh, putting your hands over your eyes. it would’ve been even weirder if you weren’t here, but it feels weird, knowing calum’s around, but you two aren’t on the same wavelength currently.

you stand up, exiting the tour bus. you don’t see calum. you’re not sure if you were expecting to or not.

when you enter the building, you walk around the halls, looking for where the boys main dressing room is at. you walk in, seeing the boys dressed and all sitting around the room.

“hey! where were you?” luke asks, looking up at you. “i was just getting some air.” you say, coming to take the empty chair. “how long until you guys go on?” you ask.

“we go on in a little bit.” ashton says, and you nod. “cool.” you say, and then the room is silent. you look around, and the boys are looking around awkwardly.

then you look over at calum, who still isn’t looking at you. you let out a gentle breath, sinking into the chair. “come on guys, why are the both of you sulking around?” michael exclaims.

you raise your head up at michael, groaning. “nobody is sulking. you guys are being dramatic. stop prying on us.” calum looks up at you finally, and he looks as sad as you probably look right now.

michael finally lets it go, bringing up something else, which has the boys starting a conversation. calum’s attention quickly pulled away from you.

soon enough the boys are standing up and leaving the room. calum stands up, looking at you. you look up at him, forcing a smile. it’s barely noticeable. “have fun out there.” you say, looking down.

you hear calum suck in a breath, before leaving the room.

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you’re in calum’s dressing room now, laying back on the couch. the show should be over soon. you’re tired and sad and cannot wait to be back home.

suddenly, the door swings open, and you see calum walk in the room. he’s got sweat still running down his forehead and neck, you can tell he just got off stage and immediately came here.

“baby, please, can we talk.” he immediately says, his voice gentle. you sit up, as calum quickly makes his way over to you. he crouched down on the floor next to the couch, his face in front of yours.

“you’ve been so distance today, and i haven’t gotten to kiss you all day, and i really miss you. i don’t want to fight with you, angel.” calum’s hand comes up to cup your face as he talks, desperation in his voice.

you sit up, looking at calum kneeled in front of you. “i thought you were mad at me..” you whisper, and he shakes his head. “baby, no.. i’m so sorry we left off like that last night. i feel terrible. i’ve regretted it all day. it’s all i thought about on stage tonight. i couldn’t wait to get back here and make it up to you.” he whispers, his thumb rubbing your cheek.

you smile at him, your hands coming up to his face. “i hated being away from you today..” you whisper, and calum pulls you in for a hug. “i did too darling, we’re never doing that again. never again am i letting you go around sad thinking i’m upset with you..” he says into your ear.

you melt into him, your arms wrapping tightly around him, your head laying against his shoulder. “i love you, cal.” you whisper into his shoulder. his arms wrap tighter around you, pulling you off the couch and into him.

“i love you too, doll.” he whispers into your hair. your weight fully falls into calum, and you both fall backwards. calum’s back hits the floor with a thud as you fall over him, arms catching yourself.

“oops!” you shriek, as calum makes a noise. “nice save.” he whispers, smirking up at you. you smile at him, bring your face down to his. “did it charm you enough for a kiss?” you ask, teasingly. calum grins wide.

“it absolutely did.” he says, his hand coming up to your shirt, pulling you down. your lips crashing into his. you giggle against his lips, before melting into this kiss.

after a few moments, you pull apart, leaving your forehead against his. “now let’s get home, i need to cuddle you to make up for today.”

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Hii I was wondering if you could write something about making out with Calum on the tour bus while the boys are out? Maybe somebody walks in and catches us trying to be sneaky? I hope this makes sense 😭

TOUR BUS ★ CALUM HOOD

★ absolutely yes!!! love the request!!! i adore writing for calum 😭 he’s my baby boy

★ word count: 719

★ look at me posting twice in one day! i feel accomplished 😼✨

calum finds you in the hallway, stopping right in front of you. you look up, and smile at him. “what’s going on, cal?” you ask, and he looks around the hall, before leaning in close. “the boys are busy, we have some time to spend.” he whispers, and you smile instantly.

“sweet, let’s go.” you say, and he nods, walking down the hallway. you follow him as he walks, and you guys end up outside. “you’re taking me all the way to the tour bus?” you ask, groaning, and he waves an arm at you.

“it’s way less likely for them to catch us out here.” he says, you nod. calum and you had started dating pretty recently, and hadn’t told the boys yet. it wasn’t on purpose, it just hadn’t come up. it’s been fun sneaking around them.

he opens the door, motioning you inside. you climb in, and stand in the middle as calum follows after you. “plus i dunno, making out in here sounds like it could be fun.” he says, walking over to you, his hands find your hips, pulling you into him.

you bump into his chest, hands falling there to catch yourself. “so you brought me here to make out with me?” you ask, smirking at him. you slowly run your hand up his chest, fingers caressing up his neck.

“i hate to break it to you, that is the reason.” one of his hands slides around to your back, pressing you into him. “i don’t think you mind very much.” he whispers, you shake your head. “no, i don’t think i mind.”

you gently push calum’s chest, sending him back onto the couch, you shift ontop of him. your arms go around his neck. his hands come behind you, holding your thighs. you press your lips onto his.

when you and calum are alone, he gives you gentle, warm kisses. showing you how much he cares about you without saying a word.

but in the off chances calum and you find together when you’re busy, he’s kissing you needy and hungrily.

his lips are pressing against yours, tongue immediately sliding its way into your mouth. you whine into his mouth, running a hand into his hair. calum bits at your lip, and you let out a breath.

“cal..” you whisper, tugging on his hair gently. his lips move to your jaw briefly, leaving a few kisses. his lips come crashing back onto yours. his lips moving against yours, tongue dancing around yours, teeth gently knocking.

his hands slide up your legs, cupping your ass. he pulls you closer into him, brushing briefly against him, causing the both of you to let out a moan. his lips find your neck, sucking into the flesh.

you bite down onto your lip, holding in another moan. “cal..” you whisper, and he moves away from your neck, kissing your lips again.

he takes his time this time, kissing you gently, savoring the taste. his hands gently squeezing you. his tongue gently grazing your lip. your hands move to his neck, holding cupping his jaw gently.

you hear something drop onto the floor, and you immediately pull away from calum. the both of you turn your heads, seeing luke standing a few feet away.

his mouth is wide open, and his eyes are wide. you look back at calum, and realize you’re still ontop of him. you quickly crawl off, sitting next to him on the couch.

“well, no wonder i couldn’t find you guys..” he laughs, still shocked. he looks at calum, and then back at you. “how long?” he asks, and you and calum look at each other.

“four months?” you say, and calum nods. “give or take.” he adds. luke looks baffled. “right under our noses? how often do you guys sneak off when we’re around?” he exclaims. you and calum exchange a look.

“god! don’t even answer that. the boys are looking for you guys. come on!” he says, turning to exit the bus. “no funny business before the show dude, save it for after!” he yells out, as he exits.

you and calum share a laugh, before standing up. “i guess we’ll pick back up on that later. and maybe tell the others.” calum says, and you nod. “definitely, should do that.”

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I WANTED TO STAY ★ CALUM HOOD

★ you and calum broke up, neither of you told the band. still being around each other often, you wonder if the two of you can just be friends.

★ word count: 1,482 (:

★ i’m def going to do a part 2 of this one! my writings are usually pretty short, so i didn’t want to make it too long! i wanted to write something with a little more emotion vs lovey dovey!

all of you are on the floor of luke’s house, there’s music playing, and you’re all drinking. your back is leaned again the couch, ashton’s on your right, calum is across from you, and luke and michael are on the other side of ashton.

“all i’m saying is, i miss dating sometimes. i’m the only one here that is still single!” ashton groans, taking another swig of his drink. you look over at calum, and he quickly looks away, down at his drink. you gulp, taking a small sip from yours.

“you two are married, and these two are probably gonna be engaged soon!” ashton exclaims, and you spit out your drink. it comes down the front of your shirt. “fuck!” you squeal, looking down at your shirt.

“what happened?” michael asks, leaning forward to look at you. “i just, i’ll be back.” you say, standing up and rushing to the bathroom. you close the door, and look in the mirror. the front of your shirt slightly wet and starting to cling to you.

you sigh, wetting a washcloth, when you hear the door open. you see calum slip inside, and you continue what you’re doing. “the guys, uh, sent me to check on you..” he whispers, awkwardly looking around the room, eyes avoiding you.

“well you didn’t have to come.” you mumble, rubbing at your shirt with the cloth. “well, they think we’re about to get engaged, so i think it would’ve been weird if i didn’t.” he defends.

“it’s weird that you did come.” you whisper, looking up in the mirror at him. “just tell them i’ll be out in a few minutes.” he nods, looking up at you through the mirror. “we should probably tell them soon, it’s been-“ calum starts, and you cut him off.

“i know how long it’s been, you don’t need to come in here telling me all of this, please leave. i’ll be back soon.” you say sharply. he looks down, before turning around, and walking out.

when the door closes, you let out a shaky breath. your hands go to the counter, and you lean your weight onto it, taking in a deep breath. you guys had decided to wait to tell the boys until the tour was over.

it’s been 3 months since then, and it still hasn’t come up. part of you wonders if he’s willing to try again, and then you try not to think about that. you sigh, collecting yourself.

you walk back out to the living room, returning to your spot on the floor. you see ashton and michael have disappeared. luke is laying on the floor, drink in hand.

“heyy! welcome back. we missed youuu!” luke says, his words starting to slur. you giggle at him, picking up your drink. “hi luke, i was only gone for a few minutes..” you take a long gulp of your drink.

“i had to make sure cal checked on you.. i’m glad he takes good care of you…” luke slurs out, his drink swaying in the air. you feel calum’s eyes on you, and you stare down in your cup. “yeah, he does.” you mutter, swooshing your drink around.

calum coughs, and you peer up at him, seeing his face a light shade of pink. you quickly look back down, to avoid anyone seeing you in the same state.

you see michael come back into the room, bottle of vodka in hand. “anyone need a refill?” he says, louder than intended. he comes in, pouring more in each of your cups. you take another long gulp, the sharp taste clinging to your mouth.

luke takes the bottle from michael, going to pour into michael’s cup for him, splashing it slightly onto michael’s hand. “dudeee you are sofucked up..” michael coos, and luke giggles, “you are so fucked uppp mikey” he replies.

calum chuckles at them, taking a swig from his cup. you stand up, coming up to sit on the couch, pulling your legs up to your chest. michael sits the vodka on the table, coming to sit on the opposite side of the couch.

you look at your phone to check the time. it’s past 1. you were hoping one of the other boys would be sober enough to take you home, but that doesn’t look likely. you sink into the couch, taking a chug from your cup.

michael is rambling off about something that happened on tour, luke is now snoring, calum is replying to michael. you’re looking around the room, watching the boys interact.

“i think i’m going to get going.” you hear calum say, as he stands up off the floor. he looks over at you, “you coming?” you blink at him, mouth falling open. he shoots you a look, asking you to play along. “i uh, it’s out of the way, i can just uber-“ you mumble, and he shakes his head.

“i’m not letting you take an uber, come on.” he insists, nodding his head toward the door. you bite down on your lower lip, setting your cup down. you follow calum out of the door.

the car ride is completely silent, except for the sound of the wind in the air. he pulls in front of your apartment, putting the car in park. he turns off the car, getting out and coming to open your door. he reaches his hand out to you.

you look at his hand, and then up at him. “i’m not drunk, cal, i can walk..” you mutter, and he doesn’t move his hand. you suck in a breath, putting your hand in his, letting him guide you out of the car.

you feel those butterflies in your stomach. they show up anytime you’re with calum, anytime his skin is touching yours. anytime he is in your orbit.

he walks you up to the door, his hand not letting go of yours. you’re wondering if he realizes he’s still attached to you. “keys?” he asks, turning to look at you, you fish your keys out of your pocket.

calum picks them out of your hand, unlocking the door and pushing it open. he gently pulls you into your apartment, the door falling shut behind you.

calum puts distance between the two of you, walking over to sit on your couch. you stay quiet, looking at the floor as calum leans over on his legs.

you slowly walk into the room, lingering a few feet away from calum. he looks like he has a million thoughts spinning around in his head. “calum.” you say, and he looks up at you.

his eyes are watery, and he looks like he did the night you two broke up. it was sudden, really. the weight it all came crashing down on a random evening. neither of you expected it to go there. at least, you hoped calum hadn’t.

“what are we doing..?” calum whispers, and you shrug your shoulders. “i don’t know..” you whisper back, and calum leans back into the couch.

“i don’t know how to do this.” he adds, and you swallow. you look down at the floor. you’re holding your breath. your hands feel warm and clammy. your chest feels tight. your heart is screaming for calum. your feet are planted to the ground.

“it’s just, uh.. it’s late, cal.” you mumble, and you feel his eyes on you. you hear him let out a breath, his hands softly hitting his legs. “yeah. you’re right. i should go.” he stands up, and you watch as he starts to walk by you.

your hand reaches out, gently grabbing his. he stops walking instantly, his hand immediately wrapping around yours, giving it a gentle squeeze. “stay the night?” you whisper, and his thumb rubs your hand.

“whatever you want, doll.” he replies softly, and you silently lead him to your bedroom. you walk in and calum shuts the door behind him.

it’s dark in your room, the moonlight barely coming through the windows, you can faintly see the layout of the room. you step out of your pants, and climb onto your bed. calum hesitates, before climbing in next to you, leaving distance between you.

you let out a breath, rolling over to snuggle into the blankets. you’ve been learning for the past 6 months how to sleep without him. now you have to wonder how to sleep next to him again. in the same bed as you, but too far away to touch.

you hear calum turn over, and you feel a hot breath on your back. his hand comes up on your side, sliding over it gently. you let out a breath, immediately melting into his touch. his chest presses to your back, and his arm fully comes around yours, hugging you close to him.

neither of you say a word, just lay there tangled up together, drifting into sleep.

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I need to put my head under Calum's skirt

:)

SKIRT ★ CALUM HOOD

★ me too! he is so fine

★ word count: 482! lil short one for y’all (:

★ warnings: mdni!!! literally just giving calum head while he’s wearing a skirt 😼

the show is over, which means calum should be in his dressing room by now. you walk up to his locker room, opening the door and walking inside. calum is leaning back on the couch, his legs spread, his skirt is still on.

you shut the door, before walk your way over to calum, going to the floor in front of him. “hi, doll.” calum says, looking down at you. “you’re on the floor.” you put your hands on his knees, looking up at him.

“you can’t keep wearing these skirts, cal..” you say, voice low, as you drag your fingers along the hem of his skirt. “they drive me crazy.”

calum lets out a laugh, bringing his hand up to cup your chin. he pulls your head up, forcing you to looking up further at him. “yeah? is it too much for you? seeing me up on stage dressed like this?”

your breath catches, and your fingertips squeeze at his knees. you nod at him, trailing your fingers under the fabric. you move your head between, pressing a kiss to his thigh.

“let me show you..” you whisper against his thigh, biting gently at the skin. calum lets out a soft moan, his hand coming to rest on your shoulder. you suck on the skin, nipping it gently with your teeth. your hands move to the outside of his thighs, gripping his muscle.

you kiss up his thigh, reaching his boxers. your hands reach up, quickly pulling them down. you move your head back under his skirt, and use your hand to grip around his base. you feel calum tense under you.

you bring your lips to him, sinking down immediately. calum lets out a shaky breath, his thighs clenching under you. you press you tongue flat against him as you drag up and down.

calum groans, his hips lifting up, pushing himself harder into your mouth. your lips tighten around him, and he lets out a whimper.

“fuck.. darling..” you feel his hand come to your hair, grabbing a handful. “you look so pretty under my skirt..” he says, voice low. his hand starts guiding your head at a quicker pace.

“letting me fuck your face, while i’m still wearing it..” you hear calum groan, his hips starting to buck up to meet you. you keep moving your mouth over him, tongue gliding along his length.

“just like that, darling..” he says, voice broken from pleasure. his movements starting to lose rhythm, hips bucking at random. you feel calum tense under you, and then you a warmth in your mouth.

you gently suck him through his orgasm, before pulling back, swallowing the remnants. you lean back on your heels, looking up at him.

calum looks dazed, leaning back into the couch, his chest heavy. “if that’s what i get when i wear a skirt? i think i’ll do it every night.”

[lerrieslovechild]

Ain’t no way it’s been 12 years.

12 years ago their debut album dropped

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it doesn’t feel like i’ve been listening to this album for 12 years now holy shit

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if you’ve put a request in, it’s been seen and is getting worked on! i’m working on a couple other things at the moment too. so it might be a couple days before you start seeing them roll out! 🖤