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Livie || 24 || 5SOS

[xanbecq]

[ashtonsunshine]

x

[redrattlers]

just because this moment deserved its own post

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i miss my boys :(

[vivienvalentino]

do you ever just

[oscar-piastri]

#calum “i know this!” hood

[ghostofmashton]

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baby boy 🥺

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my friends and i are doing a fan project for ashton to remind him that he is loved! please participate, and show your love for him. with all the negivity floating around twitter about him we feel like he needs a refresher! all love 🖤 feel free to message me with questions :)

[mediheal]

Reblog with your type

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“Just evil types”

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i saw 5sos live on halloween:)

[polycashton-deactivated20220117]

Slow and Steady // poly!cake

Requested? : a sweet anon asked for some Cake content a while ago, so this is for you, lovely. It’s also 100% self-indulgent because @irwinkitten and I got started on super soft poly!cake and this is everything I want right now lol

Word Count: 860

Warnings: slow, sweet unprotected sex, a hand job, some oral sex. Just overall soft as fuck poly!cake smut.

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You awoke to eager fingers digging lightly into your hip. The sound of lips smacking above you had your eyes blinking open, bleary from sleep. Your head was nestled into Luke’s chest with one arm slung across him, and Calum’s chest was against your back. His fingers were on your hip, one leg slotted between yours as he spooned you. A whine left your throat, your hips dipping back to rub against Cal, and you could feel his hard on against your ass.

“Mmm, looks like we woke up Sleeping Beauty,” Calum whispered. His groggy morning voice was thick with disuse and made your heart flutter.

Luke laughed, a breath of air more than anything, “Princess hates being left out,” was his reply.

The sound of your boys kissing filled your ears again as they made out above you. You groaned and lowered your hand to Luke’s boxers. His cock, unsurprisingly, was also hard already, so you palmed him over the soft material. He hissed into Calum’s mouth, making you grin. You rubbed your thighs together, arousal building in your sleep-fogged brain.

“What time ‘s it?” you mumbled around a yawn, stretching your legs slightly.

They broke apart, and Luke’s hand came up to tweak your nipple. “Barely 3 AM.”

“Still plenty of time for an orgasm and a few more hours of sleep,” Calum mused. His fingers splayed across your stomach, inching lower.

With a sigh, you snuck a hand into Luke’s boxers. You gripped his dick firmly, finding the precum collected on the head and using it to slick your hand’s path. Looking up at him, you saw him swallow thickly before biting his bottom lip as you worked him.

“So good, baby,” Luke praised you, voice soft so as not to ruin the moment.

“What are you waiting for, gorgeous? I’m right here,” you rolled your hips into Calum’s again, insistent and needy.

You felt his chest shake as he laughed quietly, but his hand moved nevertheless. He peeled your panties down and hooked your leg over his. Cal guided the head of his cock through your folds, gathering your wetness before dipping inside with a steady push. You both hummed as he filled you, content with a lazy pace.

Luke took a second to pull his cock from his boxers, giving you unrestricted access as you pumped him in your hand. His head bent down, and he caught your lips with his. He swallowed your moans as Calum readjusted your leg to get a better angle.

Soft and gentle was your lovemaking. The pull of sleep tugged at the edges of your minds, but your arousals won out as you lazily worked each other’s bodies. A slow, earnest pace brought you closer to the edge as Calum rolled his hips against yours. His cock buried so deep in your pussy, and when Luke snaked a hand to your core and rubbed your clit with perfect precision, your legs shook.

Luke’s sleepy groans were a lullaby as you stroked his cock, twisting when you got to the head.

“Gonna cum,” was all Calum said before his blunt nails dug into the flesh on your hips. You felt him pulse inside you, thick ribbons of cum coating your walls, and you shivered.

When he pulled out, Luke leaned up and twisted you around so you were in a similar position as with Calum. His cock pressed inside you easily, and you sighed as he started his easy thrusts. His unhurried movements didn’t delay either of your orgasms, both of you content with the slow build.

Calum slid beneath the sheets, lips trailing down your abdomen and suckling your skin. You gasped when his plump lips found your clit. He licked you softly, sensually, like he wanted to savor the way you tasted. With Luke’s cock still pumping into you, Calum ate you out. The blonde man behind you groaned when Cal’s tongue flicked against his shaft as it entered you. There was no way either of you would last much longer.

Your thighs shook from your boys’ attention, and you could feel the way Luke trembled behind you. His breaths on your neck sent goosebumps down your spine as he latched onto your sensitive skin, marking you lazily.

“Fuck, I’m so close,” you gave a weak shout as Calum sucked on your clit. A few more thrusts from Luke, and you were over the edge, him falling apart seconds after you.

Cal made his way up the bed, lips immediately coming to yours for a heated kiss. You whined when you could taste your combined juices on his tongue. “Cmon, babies,” Luke beckoned as he pulled out of you and slid out of bed. “Lets get cleaned up and then we can go back to sleep.”

The way Calum groaned in response made you chuckle, but you took the hand Luke offered. He was only satisfied when the three of you had gone to the bathroom and were effectively as cum-free as possible while still half asleep at 3 in the morning. Then and only then could you climb back into bed and let sleep claim you once more.

[deonshinton-deactivated20200618]

teeth // ch

summary: cal fucking you to teeth

warnings: smut, mama kink, choking, slight thigh slapping, dirty talk, swearing, daddy kink

word count: 983

pairing: calum hood x reader

requested: no

"cal, i wanna do something." i said as i raised my head from his chest to look at him.

"what do you mean?" he asked, setting his phone down on the table next to his side of the bed.

"want you to fuck me to teeth." i bit my lip and smiled at him.

he raised his eyebrows at me, "like our song, teeth?"

i nodded.

he pretended to think for a moment before shrugging and nodding, "okay." i squealed when he flipped us over and got off the bed to grab his phone and connect it to the speaker that he had sitting on his table.

[play song]

i quickly stripped my clothes from my body and laid myself on my back whilst i spread my legs in front of him.

he looked at me and groaned. he rid himself of his pants and boxers and was now completely naked considering he had already had his shirt off.

'some days you're the only thing i know'

he crawled up the bed and settled himself between my legs.

'only thing that's burning when the nights grow cold

can't look away, can't look away

beg you to stay, bed you to stay, yeah'

he sat on his knees and wrapped my legs around his waist.

'sometimes you're a stranger in my bed'

i whined when he ran his tip through my folds.

'don't know if you love me or you want me dead

push me away, push me away

then beg me to stay, beg me to stay, yeah'

my head hit the pillows and i couldn't control the scream as he slammed himself into me without warning.

'call me in the morning to apologize'

he slowly pulled out, leaving the tip and and slammed back in with the same force.

'every little lie gives me butterflies'

he bottomed our which caused my eyes to roll back into my head.

'something in the way you're looking through my eyes

don't know if i'm gonna make it out alive'

"fuck, yes!" i shouted when he started ramming his hips against mine at a brutal pace.

'fight so dirty, but your love's so sweet'

my hands fisted the sheets underneath me when he lowered the upper half of his body down to litter hickeys across my chest.

"talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth." he whispered when he made it to my throat.

'late night devil, put your hands on me'

he bucked his hips up to repeatedly hit my g-spot, "fuck, right there." i groaned in response.

'and never, never, never ever let go'

he moaned in my ear when my fingernails dug into the skin of his back.

'fight so dirty, but your love's so sweet'

"fuck, always so tight for me, mama." he groaned when i clenched around his cock.

'talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth'

"fuck, yes. destroy my little pussy, daddy." i gasped when he wrapped his hand around my throat.

'late night devil, put your hands on me

and never, never, never ever let go'

he muttered something incoherent underneath his breath before he started slamming my body to meet his thrusts in the middle.

'some days, you're the best thing in my life'

i wrapped both of my hands around the wrist that was around my throat, "fuck it's so good, daddy."

'sometimes when i look at you, i see my wife'

his free hand trailed down my body and met my clit and started to rub it in fast, harsh circles.

'then you turn into somebody i don't know'

he chuckled darkly at the choked moan that emitted from my throat.

'and you push me away, push me away, yeah'

"yeah, feels good doesn't it, mama?" he bit his lip and i nodded my head rapidly.

'call me in the morning to apologize

every little lie gives me butterflies

something in the way you're looking through my eyes

don't know if i'm gonna make it out alive'

he harshly slapped the inner part of my thigh and righted his grip on my neck slightly, "use your words."

'fight so dirty, but your love's so sweet'

"yes, yes. fuck. it feels so good." i whispered the best i could.

'talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth'

"such a good little slut for daddy." he growled and sped up his thrusts earning a high pitched scream from me.

'late night devil, put your hands on me

and never, never, never ever let go'

"wanna be your little cum slut, daddy." i moaned. i felt the bedsheets started to slightly stick to my back that was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

'fight so dirty, but your love's so sweet

talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth'

"yeah? wanna be a good little cum slut? hm?" he asked.

'late night devil, put your hands on me

and never, never, never ever let go'

"yes daddy."

'blood on my shirt, rose in my hand

you're looking at me like you don't know who i am

blood on my shirt, heart in my hand

still beating'

"then come on, mama. come on my cock like a good girl." he groaned when he felt my walls tighten around him again.

he angled his hips to slam against my g-spot again, again and again until i was shaking and screaming.

'fight so dirty, but your love's so sweet'

"m'gonna watch your pretty face as you cum on my cock."

'talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth'

"gonna look so good, mama."

'late night devil, put your hands on me

and never, never, never ever let go'

"bet you been wantin' this for a while."

i threw my head back and came hard around him with a loud string of screams leaving my throat, cal following very soon after.

'teeth

teeth

teeth

and never, never, never ever let go'

@episkygrant @sazbabyy @bambigrant @aquadolan @joyrivh

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this is an entire masterpiece

[irwintry]

introducing ashton ⚡️

art insta

[h0tsos]

Can I request a rough sex with Calum? Like just maybe him taking his frustrations out or something. Or just some loved up sex where he's only concerned about s/o pleasure level?

Went with the rough sex, sorry not sorry! 

You were relaxing on the couch, feet propped up, Netflix playing something or other in the background while you scrolled through your phone. Calum was supposed to be home soon, you assumed, since he’d been at the studio for most of the day, and it was nearing 7pm. You figured once he arrived you’d order something out, not really feeling like cooking.

You nearly jumped when you heard the front door burst open, the force slamming it into the wall behind it. You scrambled up off the couch, peering around the wall to see your boyfriend standing there, his shoulders tense and eyebrows furrowed. “Cal?”

He shut the door behind him with a loud click, turning the lock. He spun around to face you, his eyes dark. 

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Guess who back - back again. Who’s ready for new updatessss

[ashtontheluke]

It’s Time- Calum Hood

TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of suicide

Something I wrote hoping people will understand the feeling.

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It was time. She’d fought against it for so long. Every time there was even the slightest chance of change, she ran. She ran so far that she couldn’t even find herself. I guess that was the point. If she couldn’t find herself, then neither would he. But oh, was she wrong. He knew her better than anyone. He knew where to find her. He knew where to go to get her back.

He would swim across any ocean for her. She would do the same for him if the situation ever came. But it hasn’t. He was never lost. Only her. When he pulled her to her feet, she ran. It’s what she was best at. But he caught her arm with tears running down his face.

“Stay.” He begs.

“I can’t, Calum. I can’t stay here.”

“Why not? What are you afraid of?”

“Me. You. Us.”

He pulls her closer and wipes the dirt from her pale cheekbones. Her eyes are drooping with sorrow. Why is she so sad? Why is she so scared?

“Don’t be scared of me.”

“But I am. I’m afraid of what we could be. I don’t want to get lost in you.”

“Why not? If you do, I’ll find you. I always do.”

“I don’t want you to find me.”

I let go of her arm and stand back. I watch her body slump as I get further away from her. Her shoulders shake with fear and from the cold night. Her hair is stuck to her face and between her teeth. She looks damaged.

“Why won’t you let me save you?”

“Because there’s nothing to save.”

It’s time. She thought. I’d fought against it for so long.

“I don’t want this, Calum.”

“You don’t want me, or you don’t want this?” He points everywhere. To the trees swaying in the wind. To the night sky howling as the stars swarm above their heads. One star will be added to the glow of the night. One life will be sent up to admire the Earth from above. She takes more steps backwards while he reaches out for her. But she’s already gone. There is no person, no soul, standing in those wet shoes.

“It’s time.”

“No,” he begs, “no, it isn’t. There is never a time for this.” He drops to his knees and clasps his hands together, “Don’t.”

“Apart of me is dying on the inside and I can’t do it anymore. I can’t. It’s already over.”

“Let me bring you back to life.”

She shakes her head, and she falls backwards. He screams after her and reaches his arm below as if he’ll catch her falling body. It was time. She’s been fighting herself for so long.

[softforcal]

Luxury :Gang!Cashton

Summary: Cal and Ashton’s gang own a Night Club where a bartender fondly referred to as “Puppy” works, she draws the attention of both gang members. angst ensues.

Extra: based off the song “Or Nah” by Ty Dolla $ign, feat The Weeknd and Wiz Khalifa. inspired by @hereforlukescruff

Fic Playlist: Or Nah (Ty Dolla $ign feat the Weeknd and Wiz Khalifa), Starboy (the Weeknd feat Daft Punk), Swimming Pools (Kendrick Lamar), Deepthroat (cupcakke), Goosebumps (Travis Scott), I love It (Kanye West & Lil Pump), 212 (Azealia Banks), Bad and Boujee (Migos), Panda (Desiigner) or Pt. 2 (Kanye West), Dance a$$ (big sean Nicki Minaj)

Word Count: 12.6k

Warnings: its gang smut fam. we’re talking all the good shit. blow jobs, thigh riding, choking, rings, all of it. 

note: its my first non-reader insert but i keep Puppy as a character pretty basic so she’s easy to slip into ;) 

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the sound of music was deafening as Puppy poured clear, potent liquid into shot glasses that shook slightly to the vibrations of the heavy bass that pumped through the club. She flashed a grin at the man who looked down at his expensive watch, “you have fast hands.” he smiled, pulling out a bill and handing it to her, “i appreciate it.” he winked before taking the shots away as Puppy pushed the hundred dollar bill into her bra with the others.

the men who came into ‘The Luxury’ were usually loaded, just like the gang that owned the club. Puppy’s eyes flickered over to the VIP section, noticing a few faces she recognized sitting at the table reserved for gang members. 

one, a blonde people referred to as Angel Face grinned, sent her a small wave that Puppy returned with a smile. He was nice enough, most of the gang members were. Angel Face seemed like a decent guy and he’d been around frequently since Puppy had been hired the month before.

she would be the first to admit that he was gorgeous, fully deserving of his nick name, but Puppy could tell from their first few meetings that friendship was the only thing that would ever result from their interactions. He was too soft for her which was odd, since he was a gang member. but there was just something about him that threw her off.

her eyes slid to the other men at the table. a blonde to Angel Face’s left had his arms over the back of the couch, his eyes scanning the crowd. now he had that predatory vibe that made Puppy’s heart skip a beat. 

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[squishyocalum]

Okay so.

Calum, Luke, Ashton, and Michael guided me through some of the most gruesome parts in my life. When I was suicical, when my depression was eating me from the inside out, when my mother used to beat me before social services took me away. So many things. Through all the years of self harm, they showed me that hurting myself despite what I was going through was not an option. To say the least I am disgusted by their choice in shows to promote. Not only did that show dipict one of the most triggering suicide scene in the history of cinima but also abuse rather it was sexual, mental, or physical. I can’t wrap my head around how those four boys of ALL the bands on this planet would promote this show. They based their whole brand on giving wayward kids without Hope a place to land and recoperate, they gave us a safe place but now I feel that safe place is tainted. I’ve seen a lot of people on Twitter upset with opinions like these but I don’t think I can stand by with this one. Am I proud of them? Fuck yes, those boys have accomplished so much. Am I happy with the promotion choice? No, I’m disgusted and I feel detached. The boys who dug me out of such a dark place..are promoting a show that glorifies that place. I’m sorry, I know I haven’t been active a lot lately anyways but for now all my writing is on pause, and I will be taking a break from the fandom as a whole..