thx for the request anon! always love writing headcannons about this fine man hehe.
• ok but this man does NOT play about you. he’d definitely get a tattoo of you. could be your name, but i’m thinking he’d get some sort of bird or flower or something that symbolizes you.
• still, arguments are rough. afterwards you guys don’t speak… but calum’s usually the one breaking the silence and apologizing even if he was right or wrong. he makes it up to you with food (because yes, the key to his heart is food so he figures it’s also yours)
• sometimes he freaks out after social interactions. don’t we all? he’s still human after all. he always goes to you for comfort in these scenarios. “did i say that in an awkward way?” / “you said it in a cute way. c’mere and shut up, i wanna kiss you.”
• just something cute but he definitely peels ur oranges for u without a doubt :(( just say the word.
• calum LOVES to lean over and buckle your seatbelt to watch you get all flustered. he gives you a kiss after that hehe.
• when you’re sick he’s literally so dramatic he acts like you have the plague… only because he wants to spoil you. “uhh, are you sure you should be out of bed? go back to bed.” / “you just want an excuse to cuddle me.” (he definitely makes the best soup ever btw. super nostalgic and healing.)
• you guys LOVE legos. you have hella lego bouquets and cool bonzai ones from him that you guys have built together. usually in the park when weather is good :)
• he’ll always comfort you after a nightmare. he’s definitely half-asleep still but he’s nodding along sleepily and pulling you close anyway.
• speaking of sleep, you guys fight over the blanket allll the time in your sleep. but if he’s awake and he notices it’s not on you, he’ll tuck you right back in. only if he’s awake though… lol.
• he loves the rain. loves lazy cuddles while it rains. maybe even reading a little. but DEFINITELY dancing in the rain… and then a warm shower after.
• ever drop a glass cup or maybe even one of your guys’ dishes on accident? he immediately checks if youre okay. then cleans it up before you even think about touching those dangerous shards!
• you two have a show you both watch together. do NOT watch an episode without him… and vice versa.
• he’ll never miss a photobooth moment with you!
• after all that? hell yeah, your friends and his friends love you guys together sooo much. they’re waiting for you guys to get married already!!!
• meanwhile you guys are getting major baby fever. watching him with the other guys’ kids, passing by baby clothes and looking just for the hell of it… crazy baby fever. seriously.
• so much so that you guys record yourselves at random moments for your future kids. it’s quite sweet, really. “hi future kids! me and your dad are at the eiffel tower today!” / “mhmmm. what a sight. your mom, i mean.” / “caluuummm!”
looooved ur bsf headcanons!! could u do a bsf to lovers headcanon or something??
sfw bsf to lovers calum hcs
a/n: this is so cliche and cringe and tropey but its all I got for now *goes back into hiding*
𐔌 Calum has this habit of treating your life like it’s literally connected to his. He tells you things as they happen, asks for your opinion on decisions first (and acts as if his whole life depends on your hands), and sends you random updates that don’t really matter, but somehow they do when it’s about him. You’ve become so intertwined that neither of you really takes notice of it anymore.
𐔌 Calum is so used to being close to you that he doesn’t realize how intimate some of it is. Like how he fixes the loose strands of hair, and how he gives you that smile that makes you feel warm in your stomach, or the way he leans too close to you when he laughs. It’s all the usual for you until someone else points it out.
𐔌 Calum has introduced you to new people as "my best friend" for as long as you can remember. Somehow, his hand always seems to find the small of your back, and lately, the word friend sounds like a lie to your own ears.
𐔌 One night, you almost kissed. It was raining, and you were sharing his umbrella. You turned to say something, only to find his face merely inches from yours, his eyes softening as neither of you moved. Then he tittered, whispering, "We’d be so bad at this, wouldn’t we?" You agreed, but your hand still reached for his anyway.
𐔌 He finally confessed his love in the dark of his car, his hands gripped the wheel like he was about to die. Your breath started fogging up the window, and he didn't even look at you. "I love you." he finally forced out, his voice was so quiet that it was like the words were practically ripped out of him. "I'm in love with you. I have been for so long that I don't even remember what life was like before you."
a/n: my first time writing smut adjacent things in a while (I’m so sorry if this is shit I did my best okay 😔) enjoy!
summary: a fight with Ashton turns into something softer.
cw: fighting, slight make out sesh
minors do not interact, all fics are 18+.
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it was a dumb thing to say. idiotic even.
yes. definitely idiotic.
it started off with one question about his tour schedule and somehow ended like a car wreck that did about a thousands flips in the two minutes that already passed.
“why don’t you say anything, ash? you hate it as much as the other guys do!”
“it’s a decision we all make, Y/N. I can’t keep telling you that!”
“oh so so now it’s my fault that you’ve been gone for half the year?”
“wow.”
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guilt leans your body against the wall, head meeting the wall with a light thump, and a flood of emotions rolls into your stomach when you see him.
ashton’s humming softly to himself, hunched over his guitar, clearly exhausted. his fingers fidget with the strings, their usual familiarity with the instrument far gone.
he’d fled the room earlier in a quiet disbelief, your words pushing him at an alarming rate. you’d had your fair share of fights as a couple, but this one felt like the worst.
you tap on the door. “hey.”
“hi.”
you gesture to the empty space next to him, “can i-?”
he shifts slightly, eyes distracted. “yeah.”
you note his one word answers: not good.
“heard you playing earlier.”
any word you said felt like a scar to his body, bloody and painful.
his focus returns back to the instrument.
“hmm.”
your hand meets his before he starts nervously playing like he was.
“I’m sorry.”
ashton’s breath hitched like you’ve said it again. tears prick at his wyes, threatening to escape. he reaches and places the guitar on its stand as you search for explanation for him. an answer. anything, really.
he stops you before you could start.
“you think I want to be away from home? from my family, and-”
you swallow hard.
“that i-… i like being so far from you? no. it fucking sucks. and I hate that when I call you there’s that crack in your voice when i ask if you’re okay. i-”
his hazel eyes meets yours, and you feel like your skin is on fire. the guilt in your body is replaced with something warmer.
he sighs and you feel his breath close to you, “i would never go on tour again if it mean that you were always with me.”
his lips are on yours and it feels like you both can breathe again. ashton’s hand press against your face, caring and secure as his tongue clashes with yours.
the hurt has faded, but your stomach twists at the guilt that still aches. your hands tangle in his hair as he pulls back as you ramble,
“I’m so sorry, ash. I was being a complete asshole and I didn’t-”
“hey,” he lightly shushes you, “none of that sweetheart.”
you nod, his lips biting and sucking as they travel down your neck to your chests. your eyes shut at the feeling, ashton’s actions making your grind against him.
his lips leave a small trail of red on your chest as he looks at you.
hi so okay this is the first time I’ve ever requested anything lol if this makes no sense at all my bad. All the Cashton content lately has me thinking, like imagine a Cashton x reader smut (a bit of Ashton’s daddy kink) where they’re having a writing session with the other guys and you’re feeling neglected and want attention and when they say no you go to the bedroom and get out a toy they didn’t know you had. Ashton comes up to check on you when they take a break and catches you with it and you get punished 😏.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖SWALLOW ME DOWN–.𖥔 ݁ ˖
︵Ashton x Calum x afab!reader◌Ⳋ𝅄── by DemiLuke
#|Fanfic #|Smut #|Poly relationship #|Cashton
Summary: You stay with your boyfriend Ashton's band for a rehearsal at Calum's house, but since no one was paying attention to you, you decided you didn't need anyone. Your rebellion deserved a punishment that both Ashton and Calum were fully prepared to carry out.
Warnings: Smut, NSFW, rpf, Ashton dom, Calum dom/sub, reader sub, poly relationship, p in v unprotected, teasing, choking, masturbation, and other shit I can't remember, read at your own risk.
A/N: I haven't been sleeping very well lately, and I apologize if I apologize a lot, but if something is written incorrectly or is unclear, please let me know. I wrote this one a bit more heavy, so minors dni.
Word count: 3k
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That day you were sitting on the sofa in Calum's home studio, the band was discussing the songs for the new album, the production, but for you it was all like "blah, blah, blah", they weren't even singing or playing instruments, they were just talking about technical stuff, but you couldn't stop thinking about one thing that had been left unfinished.
You knew it wasn't just in your imagination, Calum had accompanied you on your previous outings with Ashton. It didn't bother you, Calum was nice and treated you both well, maybe too well. Occasionally you get closer, during sleepless nights or drunken revelries, there was a certain comfort in sharing.
You were together, it was impossible for them to ignore you like that, and yet no one seemed to even notice you were in the room today.
During one of the breaks, you took advantage of Luke and Michael having gone out to get water in the kitchen to approach Ashton.
"Hey, are you guys almost finished? I want to go home soon..." Your little smile might have seemed naive, but Ashton knew very well the suggestive look you had at that moment while you were playing with his hand.
"We're still working some things out, honey, we'll talk in a bit." He gently withdrew his hand, he didn't want to be rude to you, but he couldn't give you the attention you wanted.
"C'mon, don't leave me like this," you said, immediately taking his hand again and placing it on your cheek. You were burning up, but even that didn't change Ashton's mind.
Ash just gave you a smile like "Aw, what a shame", gently pinched your cheek and turned his back to go back to work.
That was... humiliating.
Your face turned red with embarrassment as you tried hard not to pout.
But you didn't give up, you turned towards Calum who was sitting nearby, looking at him to see if he had also seen what Ashton did to you. He glanced at it briefly and shook his head, amused by the situation. You complained while resting your head on his shoulder, with that victim look that always worked to get him to share his unfinished smoothie with you, but this time it was different. It was a request to do what Ashton didn't want. Nothing new.
"Put those paws away, you're not going to convince me." Cal whispered so only you could hear.
"But Ashton..."
"I'm serious, not now, kitten." His tone was still a whisper, but it felt more like a gentle scolding, and you didn't like it at all.
You tried to stay a little longer, but it was unbearable that neither of them loved you as much as you loved them at that moment.
Before you felt worse, you decided to get up from the sofa and leave the room. You knew every hallway in that house like the back of your hand, you had been there even in the dead of night, you didn't need any help finding the guest room. You slammed the door hard like a tantrum-throwing teenager and maybe you couldn't scream or get angry at someone, but you threw your bag hard on the bed, a couple of lipsticks, your headphones and your phone scattered across the sheets.
"Ugh, shit!" You were desperate, it had been a shitty day, and your own boyfriend had made you feel left out not even Calum did better.
You threw yourself onto the bed and in a bad mood began to put things back in your bag, the sound of objects hitting the leather stopped when you touched something at the bottom.
Out of curiosity, you took it out.
It was a vibrator about the size of your hand. You hadn't planned on using it at first, but the wait was agonizing. You knew Ashton would be a while, but you couldn't stand it anymore, so you just pulled your pants down to your knees and placed it over your panties. When you turned it on a sigh mixed with a moan escaped your lips, but you needed more. You removed your underwear, pressed the vibrator further in, squeezing your thighs together to feel it a little.
After a while, Ashton and Calum said goodbye to Luke and Michael in front of the house. It was starting to get dark and everyone had their own things to do. The sound of their cars leaving the house disappeared in a couple of minutes.
Only Calum, Ashton, and you remained. They both walked calmly down the hallway, messing with each other.
"That song was awful, no offense. But next time I'll put you on time out." Ash said, giggling, after giving Calum a light punch on the shoulder.
"What do you mean? You can't put me in time out, idiot" He pretended to be offended, making his usual exaggerated faces with no real substance.
There was an odd, different silence. "Can't I?" Ashton's question was lower than usual, he was looking directly at Cal. It wasn't rhetorical, but intimate, almost confidential.
Calum tried to keep the tone light, but he was failing; it was obvious who was in control. "No... you can't." His smile faltered as his gaze focused more intently on Ash's eyes.
"Seriously...?" Ashton's hands rested on his shoulders, gently pushing him against the wall of the dark hallway "...'cause that's not what you told me the other night." Ash was testing his limits, breathing so close to Calum's mouth. It wasn't long before he let out a laugh at the blush on his "best friend's" cheeks, because he knew he was the only one who could make Calum bend and kneel.
"Ash, get off me" Calum's tone was grave, but he knew it was pure condescension, he couldn't make him stay away even if he wanted to, so he asked in a low voice.
"Fine" walked away with a smile on his face, left with the small victory of confirming that he had him wrapped around his finger.
The tension was building as they walked around looking for you. They checked Calum's room, but you weren't there, nor the kitchen or the patio. And they were getting tired of calling your name, until Ashton heard a small noise from one of the upstairs bedrooms. Just to check, he opened the door.
You were there, sitting against the headboard of the bed, curled up with your arms around your knees, practically naked, with a red face and slightly messy hair. You felt a shiver run through your body when you saw Ashton at the door with the doorknob still in his hand. Immediately, nerves, heat, and embarrassment filled you. How the hell were you going to explain being naked with a fucking vibrator next to you?
"A-Ash, I..." You could barely speak without stuttering. You just wanted the earth to swallow you whole right then and there.
"What are you doing, babe?" Ashton didn't seem very annoyed or surprised. "Why are you playing with that? Were you so desperate for a little attention...?" His tone hovered between scolding and provocation.
His steps weren't quick, but they were firm as he approached you.
"No, it wasn't that..." Your cheeks were burning, you couldn't even look him in the eyes, it was nothing new for him to see you looking like a mess, but you knew Ashton was right and that was what embarrassed you the most, you needed himmore than you were willing to admit.
When he was at the edge of the bed, he took your face in his hand, pulling you closer while his fingers dug into your cheeks. "Don't lie to Daddy like that... you know I hate lies..." He whispered against your lips, there was affection in it, but Ashton wasn't the type to forget easily.
Calum whistled, leaning against the doorframe. "Did I miss something? Because I didn't know you were so quick at undressing someone." No malice in his words, only a certain admiration. His eyes observed your bodies without shame or fear; there was enough trust and even intimacy that nothing new was done to him.
"No, Cal, actually she was already like that" For a second you felt Ashton move a little closer, but it was only to grab the vibrator next to you and throw it at Calum.
Calum caught it cleanly, his hands getting wet when he touched it, he couldn't say much when he realized it was "Oh..." He gripped the object for a second before dropping it to the floor, a soft smile forming on his face as he closed the bedroom door behind him.
The light outside had disappeared, now the only thing that allowed one to recognize oneself was the faint illumination through the window curtains. The air felt heavy with that orange light amidst the darkness.
"You just had to be patient, baby. Now you're screwed," Cal said as he walked to the bed, taking off his shirt and shoes.
"What are you...? But... shit..." Your attempts to complain were useless, the suggestive way Ashton's hand was around your neck didn't let you think straight.
"Yes, Calum is right. You shouldn't have been so stubborn, now you deserve a rather... harsh punishment."
He also began to take off his clothes, it was difficult to divide attention between two people, but both were incredibly... strong at managing it. Ashton hugged you from behind, his muscles surrounding your neck and the lower part of your face, smothering any sound you could make. Calum approached, getting into bed as well. Right in front of you, he took your knees from underneath and lifted them until he had a perfect view of your pussy.
"You know... you look... beautiful, just like that... Isn't she, Ash?" His gaze swept over you completely, then rose for a second towards Ashton.
Cal's words sent a shiver down your spine. You had always had the doubt, but it was clear that there was something more between you, and none of the three of you seemed to deny it.
Ashton felt you tremble, and could only smile as his hand rose to your face, his fingers entering your mouth to entwine with the warmth of your tongue while he tightened his grip around your neck. You no longer knew if it was his skin or the heat, but he had you numb.
Calum wasn't merciful either, especially when he saw you so messy and beautiful at the same time. His hands, which had been caressing the inside of your thighs, moved to grip your hips tightly so he could pull you closer. He didn't even put his cock in you directly, he wanted to see you suffer a little more, so he just started rubbing it against your pussy.
"Fuck- Don't...!" You moaned, even though before speaking you thought you would sound 'normal', it was clear that from now on it would be impossible with two men testing you.
Ashton chuckled softly. "Don't swear in bed." His hand now covered your mouth tightly. He kissed your cheek as his muscles tensed a little more around your neck.
Calum's rhythm was getting faster and faster, the way his cock slid between your folds was torturous, but never deep enough to enter you.
After teasing you for a while, he finally thrust it in, without warning, just shaking you. Even Ashton had to adjust himself because he almost lost his balance. He didn't complain, he could take advantage of the situation and help a little.
The sound of his hickeys on your neck mingled with the sound of Calum fucking you. You were wet, which helped things go a little faster, but that didn't mean it was any easier, not at all. His cock filled you so completely it was hard to push it in any deeper. Calum's thickness had you trembling, sweating, and a little sore, but what was pleasure without a little pain? Maybe Ashton understood this because he kept squeezing your neck, partly because he could tell the tension in his arm had you panting, surrendered.
They were both equally unbearable. They didn't stop playing around for quite a while. At one point, Calum moved closer to you while still inside you, kissing the space between your neck and collarbone haphazardly, leaving a couple of drops of saliva there, before almost immediately seeking Ashton's lips as well. Ashton put his tongue in Cal's mouth, seeking to feel every corner, he knew that all of it was his. Their breaths trembled during the kiss as you continued trying to catch your breath and not lose control.
"Wait... throw her down on the bed, like this," Ashton whispered against Calum's lips. His arm finally released your neck and moved to your hip.
Calum pulled his cock out of you, and even though you were a little tight, it didn't take long.
The sheets beneath you were getting wetter, but neither of you gave a damn.
You stood against Ashton for a couple of seconds until he grabbed your hair. "I'm not finished yet sweetheart..." he said, pressing close to your ear just before pulling you down onto the bed, your face pressed into the soft pillow.
"Daddy...?" You barely tried to get up, but he pushed your head back down.
Ashton now positioned himself on top of you, his knees on either side of your legs while you were face down.
"Stay there." His gaze traveled from your back to your thighs, then back up again. His other hand cupped one of your buttocks as a dangerous smile formed on his lips. "Stay very still for daddy..." His tone was suggestive, heavy, he was clearly going to...
His hand rose and spanked you so hard it left a bruise. You screamed into the pillow and tightened your grip on the sheets, but you couldn't move because of his hand in your hair. He found the softness of your skin intoxicating, as well as the way it bounced when he spanked you. And you couldn't deny that you loved the way his hand clung to your skin through the sweat, you could feel his warmth and every squeeze that told you that you were not alone.
Calum tried to calm down, but seeing you guys didn't help, he was hard, that would be difficult to change tonight. Ashton spanked you again, this time without so much force, he just wanted to hear the sound of your skin against his heavy hand again.
And each of your moans was like a challenge to do it again, so Ashton didn't plan to stop, but he wanted to hear you ask for it. He wanted to hear it come out of you even if it was a mess, but he really needed to hear it.
"Say it." Ash called you by your name, his tone was still affected by desire, but now it was a little deeper, he was serious. Ashton pulled your flushed, sweaty face from the pillow, still holding onto your hair. "Beg me..."
"...please..." Your voice came out low, you were catching your breath but you knew it wasn't enough for him, so you closed your eyes tightly and opened them again.
"I told you to beg me... is that how I taught you to do it?"
Your gaze shifted for a second towards Calum; he was agitated, his cheeks were flushed, and his cock was hard just from looking at you. A small fire of rage ignited in your chest, and you began to moan on purpose.
"Please... please daddy, I need you..."
Ashton noticed the intentional lacisiveness in your tone and couldn't help but chuckle a little.
"Don't do that" He threw your head back against the pillow while laughing.
"Sorry Cal!" you raised your hand a little "my bad".
"Don't worry..." He ran his hand over the back of his neck, it was obvious he had shuddered.
"Come closer, don't be shy now," Ahstok said with a smile, gesturing for him to come over.
As he drew closer, Ashton greeted him with another passionate kiss, his tongue desperately searching for his throat. One of your boyfriend's hands moved to his neck, feeling the vibrant heat of his friend's body, he wanted to feel him close, close, close...
When they finally broke apart from the kiss, their breathing ragged and their hearts pounding, Calum approached you.
"Hey, princess, turn around, okay?" His gasps sounded close, leaving his warm breath against your cheek, which was slightly buried in the pillow.
First you supported yourself on your elbows to turn over, you managed to breathe fully when you were lying face up, several strands of hair fell on your sweaty face, your body was in full view of both men.
Cal was starting to sweat, though he didn't seem to mind. He lowered his head to your chest, resting his arms on the mattress, and parted his lips just enough to nibble and lick your nipples and the skin around them. The son of a bitch knew exactly where to find a sensitive spot. Although your hands went to his head to "move him away", when they touched his hair and barely moved it, you only brought him closer and closer.
Without explanation, he separated from your skin, leaving you somewhat covered in saliva, but the only thing that bothered you was that he hadn't continued.
"You're so cute when it's obvious you're enjoying it, you little slut..." Ashton suddenly pulled you by the legs, positioning himself between your thighs, you could feel his hard cock against your vagina.
Calum laughed quietly, now embracing Ashton from behind. You could clearly see the desire overflowing in his eyes, and he didn't take long to show it because while Ash held you to penetrate, Calum pressed his lips to the brunette's neck, sucking his skin to leave small marks while his hands gripped his bulging chest.
When Ashton penetrated you, it wasn't gentle at all. He didn't care if he was too rough, actually, he chose to go as deep as he could. Instead of pulling out and pushing back in, your boyfriend preferred to play with you, only pulling halfway out and then penetrating you again. That way it was faster, and he knew you couldn't handle his thick cock anyway. He could see it in how he filled you almost completely and how he always struggled to fuck you.
Calum's kisses and fondling left Ashton a little weaker than usual. He took less time to ejaculate, but he didn't do it inside you, he did it between your folds, leaving you sticky. He wanted to humiliate you a little just because you were holding back.
It was sweet how you tried.
That soft and provocative smile formed on his face when he saw your pout and those cheeks almost as red as your pussy at that moment.
"Okay, just come already, baby." He was still holding your hip with one hand, but with the other he slipped his fingers between your lips and began to caress your core a little, mingling with his own cum. He was definitely killing you, and shit... what a good way to die.
Although you had tried to resist a little longer, you couldn't hold on any longer, you were overstimulated and his fingers were testing you.
You leaned your head back against the pillow, finally coming between Ashton's fingers. He was satisfied with that small victory, though he still had something left to do, so he let you go.
You took advantage of the moment he let you go on the bed to catch your breath, you were sweating and your heart was still beating too fast.
"Cal..." Ashton turned his face to where his friend was kissing his neck.
Calum wasn't very aware, he too was quite overstimulated by the moans, the hickeys, the caresses, Ashton's body, yours, all at once it left him numb. "Mmh?" His eyes were a little lost, but he managed to move aside a little so Ashton could see him over his shoulder.
"You've been a good boy all night. Let me help you with that." His gaze dropped to his friend's hard cock, and as he turned around, he grabbed his shoulders, pushing him down onto the bed.
Despite the darkness, you could see Ashton straddling Calum, stealing his lips in a kiss, a kiss that seemed only meant to stifle Calum's moans, because damn, Ashton knew all the most tortuous ways to make someone come.
Calum was a heavy machine, but so was Ashton, he could masturbate him with one hand without any problem. The worst part was that right after, he'd press the tip for a couple of seconds, just to keep him always on the edge.
Just looking at him made the heat rise again through your body, but you were already tired, so you focused on regaining your composure while listening to the gasps and moans.
The cool night air filtering through one of the half-open windows slowly dried your sweaty skin.
