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5'5", black hair, blue eyes, loves to cause pain and call people by nicknames they don't like, Capricorn, will probably punch you in the tit but only BEFORE we get our nipples pierced together then take tequila shots and make regrettable deductions. Would you date me? 😏😏😏😏😎😎😎😎😘😘😘😘😁😁😁

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HELL FUCKING YES #CHANDALL4EVER

#answered #hulkcalum

this is the first blurb i’ll be posting and idk how i feel about, so i’m sorry if it’s pretty shit

but just imagine the way cal would hug you when he feels sad, like you’d be on the phone in the kitchen when you’d hear the door open and close quietly. cal would sigh and set his bag down on the couch before making his way to you. taking one look at him, you already knew he’d had a bad day; his lips were pouty, his eyes were tired, and his shoulders slumped. you told your friend you’d call her back tomorrow and you smiled softly at him while putting down the phone. he’d immediately wrap his arms around your waist and bend down to bury his face in your hair. your own arms followed in suit while your hands gently rubbed up and down the span of his back. “what’s wrong, cal?” you’d ask, and he’d answer, “just a bad day s'all. ’m better now you’re here”

But fratboy!michael would beg you to come to frat parties even though he absolutely despises them-just so he had an excuse for you to stay the night in his room and cuddle because you would be way too tired to walk back to your own dorm and you complained that your headaches were only curable with michael’s arms wrapped comfortingly around your waist, but what he didn’t know was that you only endured the annoyance of those damn parties just to be with michael and eventually you’d both catch on to each other’s motives and everytime there was a frat party you’d come over and spend the night in his room talking until 7 in the morning sharing a jack daniels between the two of you and stealing not-so-chaste kisses through the night bY e

fratboy!luke

the minute that Luke noticed you walking into class with your small notebook in hand as you pushed your glasses up he just knew he had to get you. whether it be finishing his papers early and handing them in just so he could pass by where you sat and drop little notes on your desk telling you to meet him after class or walking up to you at the parties he was hosting at his dorm just so he could tell you you looked amazing and offered to buy you drink after drink until you tell him you've had enough and should really head home, to which he offers to walk you back and right before you walk inside he mans up enough to lean down and kiss you, well aware that you might not remember it but when you call him in the morning asking him what it meant, you guys wind up going out on a date and thats how you become the the girlfriend of the hottest boy on campus

#when justina decides to join the train with her shitty writing... i should really just send it in but i will tag one of them #hulkcalum #anarchyaustralia #fratboy!luke

Calum pledged for a fraternity his freshman year of college not because he really loved the crazy college partying life but truthfully, he just didn't want to share a room with some nerd in general housing. Why? Well, because Calum had some things he wasn't ready for everyone to know yet. Behind his punk demeanor and careless attitude, Calum Hood was just a boy who was trying to tame his own demons. His past was a dark one, one he tried his best not to relive, but how far can you run until you have no where left to hide? Tonight was one of the many parties the house was hosting for some occasion that was just used as another reason for everyone to get drunk. He could hear the bass from the speakers thumping against his floor boards as the party had just begun downstairs. Looking at the clock at seeing it was just a bit past 10, he decided he should probably make his way downstairs. Making his way through the slowly increasing crowd, he headed over towards the kitchen to grab what would be his first of many beers for the night. Popping the cap off against the edge of the countertop, he lifted the bottle to his lips and let the cool beverage slide down his throat like silk. He headed over towards the living room and plopped down on the edge of the couch scoping out tonight's crowd. Two hours and 6 more beers later, a very drunk Calum was laughing at anything and everything while he sat amongst a group of friends. Feeling his phone vibrate for what had to have been the hundredth time that night in his pocket, he finally decided to check and see what whoever was bothering him wanted. 16 missed calls from his sister, 24 texts and multiple other calls from various different people in his family. His smile was immediately gone as fear began to course through his veins like all the alcohol he had consumed. "Where ya going, mate?" his friend Luke had called after him, but he was already stumbling towards the staircase, desperate to get to the seclusion of his room. - - - - - Frat parties, well any social gathering shared with a bunch of drunk strangers, wasn't really your thing. But tonight you were feeling open to something new so you had agreed to your roommates request of your company tonight. You had to admit it was more fun than you would have guessed it could be but by around midnight you had your fill of 'new experiences'. Desperately needing to find a bathroom, you assumed your best bet would be somewhere upstairs. After only walking in on one horny hook up, you felt relief wash over you when you found the correct door that led to the bathroom. After washing your hands and checking yourself over once in the mirror, you went to head back downstairs. Well, at least that was the plan.. until you thought you heard something obviously being thrown and then shattering in the room to your left. Carefully approaching the door, you pressed your ear up against it to see if you could hear anything else. From what you could make out, someone was cursing to themselves as they paced back and forth across the floor. As you debated wether or not to check on whomever was on the other side of the door, you noticed the steps had stopped. So, against your better judgement, you decided to go in. Opening the door and peering in, you were greeted by the image of a very disheveled boy slumped over on the floor, back pressed against his bed. When he looked up to see who his intruder was, you saw his eyes were red and puffy, tear stains streaking down his cheeks. You immediately recognized him. Calum Hood. A.k.a the boy who was always making some smart ass remark towards you, clearly viewing himself above you. The only boy who made you feel small and pathetic, who's taunting words would echo in your mind even hours after he had said them. You could see he recognized you as well as he immediately used his sleeve to wipe his eyes and send you a menacing glare. "What the hell do you want?" he barked out at you, irritation replacing the sadness that was just on his face. "N-nothing, I.. um, I-" you stuttered, only to be quickly cut off. "God, of course it would be you to fucking show up at a time like this," he said, glaring at you. "Can't you just leave already? I didn't ask for you to be here, I don't want you here. Nobody wants you here! Go!" Wether it was the alcohol or you just being fed up with his nasty treatment of you, you decided tonight you would fight back. "You know what?! Fuck you, Calum! Fuck you! Did you ever stop and think that maybe if you weren't such a fucking douchebag, you wouldn't be crying in your room all alone?!" you fired back at him. For the first time in his life, Calum Hood was speechless. He just stared back at you with a look of shock and even a hint of sadness on his face. A triumphant feeling washed over you and you decided to bathe in for another moment before turning to walk out the door. "I'm sorry," you heard him say quietly just before you could leave. Now it was your turn to be shocked. "I know i'm an asshole, I think everyone knows, and you don't deserve it. I'm not good with the whole 'dealing with your emotions' thing and quite frankly, you were just an easy target. The way you smile at everyone and treat them all with respect no matter what their reputation may be, you're just so.. you're the opposite of me, but you're the me I wish I was," he admitted, sad eyes looking up to meet yours. As he leaned forward to run his hands through his hair, you shut the door and made your way over to him, sitting next to him on the floor. Progress could be made between the two of you tonight and who were you to pass that up? "I'm not going to say it's ok because it's not. You treated me like shit and that definitely isn't ok.." you began, unsure of what to say next. "But it's obvious something's wrong, so.. do you want to talk about it?" His phone began to buzz next to him again and he looked down at it before staring blankly in front of him. "What's there to say?" he sighed. "My phone has been going off all night and that can only mean one thing. It means when I check my phone it will probably be my sister asking me to call her back.. Why does she want me to call her back? Well, considering the last time we talked I hung up on her because I couldn't handle what she was telling me, she's probably now calling to inform me that my mother is dead." Your eyes went wide as you looked over at him. That was definitely the last thing you were expecting. "She called me two days ago saying my mom was moving to hospice, that she didn't have much time left and I should say goodbye while I still had the chance.. but being the asshole I am, I hung up. I wasn't ready to hear that! Hell, I'm still not..... but now it's probably too late," he sighed, tears beginning to slip down his cheeks again. Not sure what you should do, you decided against using words and instead used the comfort of touch as you wrapped an arm around him and pulled him in to your side. He immediately began to sob in to your shoulder, his body shaking with the force of his own guilt consuming him. You gently rocked back and forth all while holding tightly on to the broken boy in front of you as if you were the only thing keeping him from falling apart. "Shhh, Calum, breathe," you cooed, trying to comfort the fragile boy. This whole time you had thought Calum was just an asshole who didn't give a damn about anyone. Little did you know it was just how much he really did care that was consuming him. His inability to cope with it was what made him so hard around the edges. ---------------------------------------------- Frat!5sos for hulkcalum and irwinpvnk's blurb night! (kind of got carried away, i'm sorry!)

#frat!5sos #hulkcalum #irwinpvnk

frat!calum smirking when he saw you leaning up against the wall at his frat party, patting his brothers on the back as he left their conversation and headed in your direction. you already knew what his motives were, but you didn’t wanna give in that easily, so you decided to have some fun with him tonight.

your lips ghosted over his as you titled your head up and wrapped your arms around his neck. you smiled when you saw his eye lids shutter close, taking the opportunity to snatch calum’s snapback off of his head and run off with it. calum’s eyes shot open in terror because he couldn’t afford to lose the hat that his fraternity brothers had given him, so he ran after you as you made your way up the stairs. you already knew where calum’s room was after visiting him so many times, so you let yourself in before locking it shut so calum couldn’t get inside. you could hear him slamming on the wooden barrier and screaming your name as you quickly stripped out of your clothes, wearing nothing but his snapback when you unlocked the door and calum pushed it open.

he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw you lying naked on his bed with a smirk on your face, completely mesmerized by how amazing you looked in just his hat. “holy fuck, y/n,” he breathed out, pulling his shirt over his head as he joined you on the bed. you ran your hands over his biceps before pressing your lips against his, one of calum’s hands massaging your breast as the other held him up so he could hover over you.

“don’t you have a party to attend to?” you teased, biting your lip to hold back a laugh as calum rolled his eyes at you. he then spread your legs apart and you watched as his head dove between your thighs, already getting wet from all of the anticipation building up inside of you.

“you’re about to fucking pay for all of this teasing, baby girl.”

#frat!5sos #hulkcalum #calum blurb #irwinpvnk #somethinglikeasweater #cakesslut

i'm kendall and my denial of mendall only makes mendall stronger. also chandler is fucking amazing and i will tackle her soon with love and not punch her in the tit. mendall is real. i'm kendall. CALL ME KEN.

1/10 because only you can call me Ken, but I will admit you’re pretty rad and I will tackle you with love (and a tit punch is imminent).

AND MENDALL IS NONEXISTENT YOU HOE

pretend to be me in my ask and ill rate its accuracy /10

#anwered #this hoe #impersonate me #hulkcalum