#dancetilyouredead

[jikookfic]

Hey! This is bambambams - thank you for reccing my fic <3 I really appreciate it!

Aww you’re welcome bby! It’s a great fic ^.^

[jikooksama]

Hi! I'm bambambams on AO3. I saw that you recced a couple of my fics and I just want to say thank you! That means a lot, I'm so happy that you liked them. <3

Hi there! Ahh it’s nice to meet you :) And of course! I really should be thanking you though, I really enjoy your writing! Thank you for sharing such amazing stories and I look forward to reading more from you ♡

[djosnoopy]

"actually" for the wip game!

There was a stark difference between being his girlfriend and being his wife and if you could take it all back, if you could go back in time, you would have never even gone on that first date with him, and deep down you know you would have actually told Steve the truth on your wedding day. 

wip game!!

[its-djover]

4!!

Whats your favorite feeling?

when you’re in the car and you’re singing one of your favorite songs at the top of your lungs, INJECT IT!!

send me a soft ask🩷

[cheflambe]

This thing never fails to at least get a smile out of me

[elenamorada]

Oldies and goodies 🦄📯 #musiclove #happysoul #agirlcandream #dancetilyouredead

[jikooksama]

You're so sweet! Thank you so much for everything haha ❤️❤️

Ahh thank you (⌒_⌒;) and you’re very welcome ♡

[gothcalum]

prompt fill for jess (@dancetilyouredead)

“I shouldn’t be in love with you,” Calum jabs Ashton’s chest with an accusatory finger. “You’ve hurt me over and over,” he says quietly. “And I’m so tired.”

Ashton shakes his head. “No, please, don’t do this,” Ashton pleads, grabbing Calum by the wrist. “You don’t have to do this.”

“And then what?” Calum begs, pulling his hand away from Ashton. “I don’t want to feel stupid anymore, I don’t want to--” he huffs in frustration. “I love you, don’t you get it?  I want to you to love me, for real, this way.”

“I do love you--”

Calum’s eyes flash with anger, dangerous and bright. “Don’t,” he says cautiously. “Don’t lie to me anymore.”

Ashton looks defeated, and he takes a step away from Calum. “I do love you,” he repeats. He hesitates, then looks at his feet. “But I don’t love you, the way you love me.”

Angry tears fill Calum’s eyes and he blinks them away. “Thank you for your honesty,” he says bitterly. He picks up his suitcase. “Don’t ever contact me again.”