#drunk!sos

[talkfastromance4]

could you do a blurb with luke where luke and reader are at a bar and reader is with her friends while luke is sitting at the bar. reader goes to get a drink and luke is a little buzzed and is just telling everyone around him how much he loves reader and when she walks up he's like "GUYS THIS IS HER"

It’s been a while since you and Luke went out for some drinks and a good time with your friends. You’d all ordered a round of the bar’s very best appetizers. Drinks and laughter and memories were being made and when The Wobble song came on, you and a few girlfriends sprinted to the small dancefloor. 

Luke leans against the bar with his back, beer bottle held loosely in his fingertips as he watches you move and laugh to the music. He loves seeing you let loose and have such a fun time instead of being exhausted from work. 

“I love Y/N so much, don’t you?” he asks your friend but before they can say anything he continues on, “well, you don’t love her as much as I do. No one does. Look at her dance.”

He continues to talk about you to anyone within earshot. He’s listing off all the things he loves. 

Your smile. Your eyes. Your laugh. Your height compared to his. 

Michael groaned whenever he commented on how cute your laugh was.

“You’ve already told me this five times in less than two minutes,” Michael sighs and downs a shot. 

When the few songs you danced too made you warm, you went back to the bar to order another drink.

“Oi, it’s her!” Luke exclaims and covers his large body over yours, it almost makes you topple over. 

“Yeah, it’s me,” you giggle patting his forearms lovingly. 

“Hear her laugh? Mike! MIKE! Did you hear?” Luke drunkenly slurs swaying you both from side to side. 

“Yes, fuck Luke will you shut up already?” Michael laughs.

“What are you bugging him about?” you poke Luke’s nose and he scrunches his face cutely. 

“I’m just talking about how cute you are, lovie,” he mumbles and gives you a sloppy, yet sweet kiss.

“They hate that.”

“I don’t care, you’re my special girl. It’s no different from when I write songs about you.”

You soften at his words and hug him the best you can while he’s behind you, kissing the back of his hand, smiling on his skin.

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[stupidxnerd]

Calum hood: *slurps his drink* *more intense slurping*

Me: this man is a legend so artistic I love him so much. Would do anything to protect.

[talkfastromance4]

reader getting drunk at a party with the boys and her bf cal, and she gets real horny and goes to sit on his thigh and starts grinding against him and he’s just like baby girl not now

I got flustered writing this. damn. 

ALSO this includes smoking weed, if you choose to smoke it do so safely but don’t be pressured to do so! 

little itty bitty smut undercut ;)_______

It’s a low key party with dark lighting like black lights and a moody red. Cigarettes After Sex and The 1975 plays in the background and a small aroma of weed fills the air. You feel like you’re floating and after you take a shot with Luke you see Calum across the way. 

He’s leaning against the counter talking to Ashton. His green checkered pants hug his thighs deliciously while his plain black shirt is snug on his chest and biceps. You feel a familiar wetness pool in your panties and you bite your lip as you distantly hear his guttural laughter at something Ashton said.

Luke pulls your attention away from ogling your sexy as hell boyfriend to do another shot. 

You spot Calum later on sitting on the couch scrolling taking a joint from behind his ear. You feel as if you’re floating as you make your way to him, a combination of the lighting, the music and the hazy smoke has you buzzing. 

And lusting for your sexy boyfriend.

You sit clumsily onto his lap, straddling one thigh. His fingers graze the small area of skin on your back and you’re absolutely humming from his touch. 

“Hey party girl,” he mumbles, his eyes hooded and twice as sexy. 

“Hey yourself,” you greet dropping your pelvis further onto his lap so you’re fully sitting on him. “Can you share?” You nod to the joint between his black polished fingers, yours were the same color. 

“With you baby? Always,” he grins then pulls out his lighter. Electric blue. It reminds you of his hair color not so long ago and you’re happy his curls are coming back. 

He lights it up and takes a long drag, he flips the small white stick expertly in his fingers and holds it to your lips. With your eyes glued to his, you wrap your lips around it and suck until you feel your lungs expanding then hold it. You tap his knuckles and he pulls it from your mouth.

Hazy and lust filled eyes stare back at you and you both release the clouds of smoke, it puffs in the space between you like dragons. The thought makes you laugh and you fall forward, causing your core to rub against his thigh. Your laugh transitions to a low moan and Calum cocks a dark eyebrow at you.

Senses heightened and your body feeling even lighter now, you slowly grind yourself on his thigh, a ridge in his pants hitting your clothed clit perfectly. 

Calum’s hands grip your waist harshly, his thumbs piercing your hip bones but you like the squeeze. 

“Babe,” he warns giving you another squeeze.

“Yes?” You hum rocking your hips once more, this time with a little more force. A not so quiet moan tumbles out.

Your faces are closer, your hair is a curtain to the other people around you.

“There’s people,” he points out, his nails bite into your flesh. 

In this state of mind, the small amounts of pain are only egging you on more. You want more. You need more of him. 

“So?” Another roll and you wrap your arms around his neck, your fingers dance on the side of his neck. “They’re not watching.”

You grind again, his body moving with yours against his own will and his hands guide you on his thigh. You exhale from the pleasure of it all, you can feel him all over you. 

“Babygirl, not now,” he grunts but you hear the defeat in his raspy voice. 

“I’ll be quiet,” you whisper on his lips. Your tongue licks his bottom lip and you grind again. “Please, Cal …”

He jerks his head so he can snatch your lips on his, he makes out with you fiercely, taking full control of you. You moan against him letting him have all the power over you.

You’re a tangle of arms and legs on the couch as you continue to grind on him slowly but he’s in control so he regulates your speed. His hands are hot as he slides them over your ass, he gives a tight squeeze then rocks you forward. 

You’re whining quietly against his mouth, you feel yourself reaching a different high but equally as good. 

“Mm, tha’s good, baby,” he groans.

You’re almost there, climbing higher, almost at the peak–

“OY! Get a room you sex heathens,” Ashton shouts. 

Heart pounding in your chest, you and Calum halt your actions. You peek at him shyly and he’s laughing silently beneath you, not helping your situation at all.

“Let’s go babygirl,” Calum smacks your ass, “wanna see you get off on m’thigh.”_______

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[talkfastromance4]

imagine drunk reader coming home to Luke and he’s got his hair in a bun and she doesn’t recognise him and is like “how did you get in my house where’s my bf?” And he’s like bby pls it’s me 🥺 and she is trying to pick up petunia like “piggy we need to get daddy” abd Luke‘s just like laughing while he listens to her mutter about how much she misses him and wishes he was here. I know you wrote a good drunk reader/Luke but I thought this was cute to imagine🥺🥺 🌸

hello my little luke anon! luke is my weak spot for sure so send me all your imagines lovie, i hope you like this! :) this was so fun to write. i’m mush when it comes to luke wow

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You’d gone out to brunch with the other girls and had one too many mimosas. But it was brunch, you wore a cute dress and the sun was shining so no harm, no foul, right? 

Your best friend dropped you off and she held your face in her hand commanding you to sleep this off because it’s only 2 in the afternoon. Her hold on your face keeps your eyes steady and keeps her face from moving and not being blurry. 

“Yes’m,” you mumble. Your lips feel a little fuzzy and numb from the spiked orange juice. 

It takes you a moment to open the door and you pay close attention to the walkway leading to yours and Luke’s house. You’re loud as you enter the doorway and you squeal when you hear Piggy running as fast as she can to greet you.

“Hellooo my little piggy girl!” you gush falling to the floor with a loud smack. You’ll feel that tomorrow morning. 

You’re so engrossed in petting her ears and talking to her lovingly that you don’t see Luke approach. 

“Are you drunk right now?” he asks and you let out an alarmed scream at the random voice. 

Your eyes are still cross eyed and blurry as you try to focus on this tall being near the end of the foyer, his hair is up in a man bun and you scream again. 

“Why’re you screaming? Stop screaming!” he laughs taking a step forward.

“How did you get in this house?!” You screech backing up to the door, you pull Petunia with you. “My boyfriends humongous and will crush you like a bug!”

“Babe, I’m your boyfriend,” he huffs. 

Unbeknownst to you, Luke was doing some light cardio so he’s still trying to cool down. Then he heard loud noises and came to investigate only to find you drunk on the floor with your dog and don’t even recognize him as your boyfriend.

“No you’re not,” you’re persistent, “my boyfriend has pretty blond curls. You’re bald. C’mon piggy, let’s go find daddy.”

“Baby, it’s me, Luke,” he says again coming closer.

“Where’s daddy piggy? Come on,” you huff trying to lift her in your arms. “You’re so heavy, piggy girl. We’re putting you on a diet, but don’t tell Luke. He’s gonna be so mad I’m drunk off orange juice.”

Luke is laughing at your little rampage, watching you struggle and mutter about him before he walks towards you slowly. He crouches in front of you, one hand on Petunia and a gentle one on your cheek.

“Lovie, I’m right here,” he says softly.

It’s his touch that grounds you, makes your eyes zero in on him and when you see his baby blues, you squeal launching yourself at him. You hug him tightly.

“I thought you were a murderer! Piggy and I couldn’t escape!” 

“It’s all right,” he chuckles holding your cheek again after your embrace. “Mimosas, yeah?”

“Mhm, they were yummy. I’m sorry.”

“Nothing to apologize for, you had fun that’s what counts.”

You poke his bun in the back of his head, a goofy grin on your face. 

“I like your bun, hon. Honey bun,” you giggle.

Luke finds you so incredibly adorable at that moment he gives you a sweet kiss. He can taste the orange juice on your lips and then Petunia is licking your chins. You break apart giggling at her kisses. 

“How about we go take a nap?” He asks helping you to your feet.

“Okay,” you sigh airily. “But you pick up Petunia.”__________

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[talkfastromance4]

reader getting drunk and she ends up alone and starts having a panic attack and bf ash finds her and calms her down and she tries to apologise about it and he’s like there’s nothing to be sorry about

Sorry this took so long but I hope you like it! thank you for sending this in :)

This got a little long, I’m sorry.

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It’s called paint wars. The club downtown had black out lights with glow in the dark paints ranging from hot pink, neon yellow, lime green and electric blue. Michael is DJing the gig so you all went there to support him and have fun in a mess of paint. 

You were nervous beforehand because of the horde of people waiting outside the front of the venue, but with Michael being the DJ and dating a member of 5sos has it’s perks so you got in through the back.

Ashton’s had was strong and firm in yours guiding you through the small hallways until you reached the room Michael was in. Since it’s black light, you all wore some type of white clothing so you’d glow and have a good canvas for the paint.

“Let me paint you, babe,” Ashton grins pulling you to a table. 

You let him have artistic leeway, giggling at the way the brush tickled your skin and how his tongue stuck out in concentration. He paints a design on your face, then with a suggestive wink, he drops to his knees and begins to paint your thighs.

You feel your cheeks warm under the cool paint at his careful brush strokes. For his final touch, he places a yellow smiley face on the toe of your white converse.

“My turn,” you smile when he stands again.

You tap the brush against your chin thinking of your own design for you boyfriend then have the perfect one. You grab the yellow paint and design an intricate sun on his chest, adding in oranges for the rays. On his shoulders you create small orange suns and rays to his forehead. 

“You’re my sunshine,” you smile then peck his lips sweetly.

“We all painted?” Michael asks.

You and Ashton turn to see your friends covered in various colors and designs of paint before following him upstairs to the main stage. The large crowd erupted in roars of cheers as Michael took the stage, you and the posse hanging off to the side as he began his first song. 

It wasn’t long until drinks were flowing and you became tipsy. Then tipsy turned to buzzed and you buzzed into drunkenness. You danced with Ashton seductively, grinding yourself on him more the more alcohol you consumed. Your paint rubbed together and your body felt electric. 

After a bass drop from Michael, Ashton murmured in your ear “bathroom?” You nod taking his hand as he leads you through the crowd. The adrenaline from the other people, their sweaty bodies and the need for them to get closer to the stage and paint cannons, you began to get sucked in. 

Your hand somehow let go of Ashton’s and you tried to find him but the plethora of colors and random bodies suffocated you. Panic began to set in, the heat of strangers and the room made your breath shorten and you push yourself the best you can out of the throng of people. 

Finally, you reach the outskirts of the mob but Ashton is nowhere in sight. You’re spinning, eyes darting to try and find Ashton but it’s too dark to see. With your heart pounding in your chest your back smacks against a wall and you slide down it holding your head. 

The bass shakes your entire body, the flickering lights add to your anxiety and you’re trying so hard to breathe. The smart thing would have been to go back to Michael and the others but you had to get out of the giant crowd. 

You close your eyes and plug your ears, focusing on your breathing to slow it down and to slow your heart rate. 

You let out a tiny yelp when hands grasp your wrists, your eyes flash open in fear then assurance as you see Ashton kneeling in front of you. His sweat has made the paint on his forehead run down his face, as if your sunshine was crying.

“So glad I found you, angel, you okay?” he asks touching your cheek softly. 

“I-I lost you and I had to get away from them . . . I couldn’t breathe. I had to leave, I didn’t--I’m so sorry,” you gasp and he leans in closer. 

“Hey, hey, shhh, shhh,” he soothes, “you have nothing to be sorry for. I should have put you in front of me. But I’m here, you’re okay.”

You scoot closer to him, resting your forehead on his shoulder as he wraps you in a tight hug. You focus on the smell of him, cologne and sweat combined and it helps ease your panic away. ______________

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[talkfastromance4]

omg i love your blurbs and especially about calum being drunk 🥺 could you also do calum’s girl being drunk? thank youuuu 💗

“reader getting drunk at a family party and gushing to her mom and maybe her cousin about her amazing her boyfriend is and how she loves him so much and telling her cousin how much she misses him at the party so her cousin calls Calum to pick her up and when Calum gets there everyone wants to talk to him and stuff but he just wants to take his drunk baby girl home so she can rest”

I combined these two with a slight twist, hope you like it! Thank you both for sending in requests i love you😍😘😚 this one is also being told through Calum’s POV_________

Calum’s been racing from bus to car to plane to get to you for your birthday. He took the first Red Eye he saw and urged the plane to somehow fly faster. He’d just gotten off the phone with you before he boarded and stayed up all night until he could see you. 

After turning airplane mode off he saw multiple notifications from you stating that your family planned a surprise party for your birthday and flew you back home. Calum cursed because he’d missed you again.

He bought another ticket and boarded the next flight out to your hometown. As he waited your cousin sent him multiple videos of you. You looked adorable in your birthday sash and crown that he wished he could teleport just so that he can hold you and kiss you. 

“Why is Cal the best boyfriend you’ve ever had?” your cousin asks on the video. 

You’re a little off kilter because she was trying to be inconspicuous by recording you and he watches you take a sip of your drink.It’s 2 o’clock and he knows you’ll be beyond hammered when he finally gets to you at about 6.

“Because. He has warm puppy eyes and a cute nose, and his voice is soft and deep,” you visibly shiver, “it gives me goosebumps.” The video ends with you laughing.

She sends another one as he takes off.

“Y/N, what would you say to Calum if he was here?”

“I would sayyyyy . . . that I love him bunches and it’s okay that he’s not here because he’s living his dream! I hope I dream of him tonight! I love youuu,” she sings and Calum laughs.

One more on his Uber ride to your parent’s house. He has a bouquet of flowers and already rented out a room at a hotel so you can be alone properly. 

“Stop asking me about Cal! You’re making me sad,” you pout.

“I’m sending these to him, say hi,” your cousin laughs.

“What? Ohmygod, hi baby! I hope you’re enjoying wherever you are but it’d be more fun with you here. They get you enough. It’s my turn.” You stick your tongue out then take a shot and scream loudly.

Calum arrives at the house and is immediately bombarded by your family members. Aunts, uncles, family friends and your little cousins crowd around him to say hello and how it’s such a nice surprise that he made it. Your little cousins wanted to drag him away to play soccer and he was as polite as ever but really, he wanted to get to you. 

“Let the man through! He wants to see his birthday girl!” your cousin announces breaking through the family. “She’s downstairs, rockstar.”

“Thanks,” he says gratefully and follows the hallway downstairs. 

It’s much quieter and he finds you sitting on the homemade bar top, your feet swinging and your crown is lopsided. He’s never seen you cuter. 

“I know it’s your party but you aren’t allowed to cry,” he declares making his way over to you.

You gasp when you see him and fall off the bartop enthusiastically and he catches you just in time. Your arms wrap around his broad shoulders while your legs try to cling to his waist. 

“Cal, Cal, Cal, Cal,” you repeat in his neck, your fingers clenching his shirt while still trying to climb him.

“Hi babygirl,” he greets lowly in your ear.

“Are you here or am I drunk imagining you?” you hiccup and he pulls away so you can look at him.

“I’m here. I couldn’t miss my girl’s birthday,” he smiles then kisses your nose. “Are you feeling okay?”

“I’m better now,” you smile leaning up to kiss his lips you’ve been missing for weeks. The world was spinning that’s why you came downstairs, but as soon as your lips touch his, the spinning stops. _____Taglist:  @galcalirwin @cashtonasff5sos @wokeupinjapanisabop @myloverboyash  @rotten-kandy @tea4sykes @jannimoeller3

[talkfastromance4]

Drunk!SOS masterlist

Here it is! Drunk blurbs :) the titles might be a bit mess but it’s also like a little description lol sorry **is smut

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Ashton

Drunken Ashton

When you’re drunk and Ashton picks you up

You love kissing Ashton’s face

Paint wars and panic

Calum

Drunken Calum

Calum surprises you for your birthday

shots, weed, and Calum in those checkered pants**

when you feel low, Calum lifts you up

you’re drunk and tell Calum you want a baby

you get nipple piercings

you hit on calum not realizing he’s your boyfriend

Luke

Drunken Luke

When You’re Drunk and embarrass Luke

You express your love for Luke’s boys

You’re mimosa drunk and don’t recognize Luke

Luke talks about you to whoever will listen

Michael

Drunken Michael

When you’re drunk and call michael

You don’t think Michael is your boyfriend

Drunk baking cookies

[talkfastromance4]

I’m obsessed with the idea of Ash picking up his girl from a night out and she’s so soft for him and wont stop asking when they can go home to cuddle. when they finally get into bed she grabs his face and starts giving him butterfly kisses all over and they can’t stop giggling and when she finishes he does the same to her 🥺🥺 now I’m soft

okay i want to give ashton butterfly kisses all over his beautiful face, ugh it’s not fair. but here you lovie! i hope you like it and thank you for your concept!

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You went out drinking with your best friend because she just got a big promotion for work. Shots were exchanged and you shared a big margarita bowl that gave you brain freeze and only made you more drunk. 

You got to talking about boyfriends and you would not shut up about Ashton. Both of you were gushing over the man in your life, she recently got engaged and you took out your phone to text him you were thinking of him. 

But your keyboard kept moving so your words got a little messed up until you decided to call him.

“I don’t remember where my car is but I want cuddles soooo you should come get me,” you say.

“You’re car is here, angel,” Ashton laughs and you melt, “you took an Uber remember?”

“OH! Ha ha oops, I forgot,” you giggle bending over the table top. 

“You want me to come get you?”

“YES! You’re a genius. You win the nobel prize for best ideas, Ashy. We’re in the back booth. Luh youuu,” you sing then exclaim to your friend that Ashton’s coming. 

While you wait you have one more drink and then you spot your tall handsome boyfriend strutting over to you. You make grabby hands at him until he comes into your clutches, his dimpled grin apparent. 

“Ashy! I missed you,” you sigh cuddling into his chest as he sits next to you.

“I missed you too, angel,” he kisses your temple then scratches the lower part of your neck fondly. 

“Take me home,” you whisper in his ear reveling in the way his fingers scratch your head. It’s heaven. 

“We can’t--oh, he’s here to pick you up too?” Ashton asks your friend who is watching her fiance approach. She nods. “All right little miss, let’s get you home.”

“I’m your little miss,” you poke his chest happily. You love when he calls you that. 

Once you’re dressed down in one of his t-shirts, you snuggle up to him dragging his arm around your back so he can hold you.

“Are you settled?” he laughs.

“Almost,” you huff then grab his cheeks so you can kiss all across his forehead, down the bridge of his nose, on his chin, then his cheeks until he’s giggling. “I like kissing your face.”

“I like when you kiss my face, too, baby,” he smiles tracing your bottom lip. He tucks his finger under your chin then drags you forward so he can kiss your lips. “But I love kissing your lips.” He gives you multiple tiny pecks until your stomach is fluttering. 

“Just call me butter,” you whisper, “cause I’m melted.”

He snorts loudly in your face and pulls you tighter against him. “You’re such a dork.”

“You love a dork,” you kiss him again.

“Damn right I do,” he smiles then rolls on top of you connecting your lips once more._____

Man, i love ashton

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