#swgds

[anotherashley]

Hi! Just popping into say I started re reading sugar we’re going down swining (for the 5th time) and was immediately reminded that his awesome the artwork for the story is! Like I took typography/graphic design classes in college so I know that the layouts for stuff like that can be quite tricky and it’s all very well done and definitely does what’s one of my fave story’s justice. That’s all I wanted to say k bye

Thank you so much! That’s such a lovely compliment and I so agree about @kanerboo fic! It was so easy to create with such an amazing fic to work off of!

[ohblushes]

You ever hear champagne problems by t-swift and think “wow this reminds me of that really dope 1988 baker au” and then binge “sugar we’re going down swinging” instead of cleaning your house? Or is that just me?

not YET but boy am i scheduling that on my calendar!!! it's so great to know that both fall out boy and tswift are @kanerboo fans JUST LIKE THE REST OF US ❤️❤️

[thealienstoldmeto]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: 5 Seconds of Summer (Band) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Michael Clifford/Luke Hemmings Characters: Luke Hemmings, Michael Clifford, Liz Hemmings, Original Characters, Calum Hood, Andy Hemmings Additional Tags: Romance, Angst, Homophobic Language, Bullying, Alternate Universe - High School, baseball AU, pitcher!luke, catcher!michael Summary:

Luke has just moved to a tiny town where everyone is living like it's the 1950s. He makes the baseball team at his new school and meets Michael, the catcher who been out since his freshman year. Luke starts to develop feelings for him, but his fear of coming out force him to bury them. Luke has to deal with his newfound crush and the weight of the team as they look to him, the pitcher, to take them to state this year.

[thealienstoldmeto]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: 5 Seconds of Summer (Band) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Michael Clifford/Luke Hemmings Characters: Luke Hemmings, Michael Clifford, Liz Hemmings, Original Characters Additional Tags: Romance, Angst, Homophobic Language, Bullying, Alternate Universe - High School, baseball AU, pitcher!luke, catcher!michael Summary:

Luke has just moved to a tiny town where everyone is living like it’s the 1950s. He makes the baseball team at his new school and meets Michael, the catcher who been out since his freshman year. Luke starts to develop feelings for him, but his fear of coming out force him to bury them. Luke has to deal with his newfound crush and the weight of the team as they look to him, the pitcher, to take them to state this year.

[rozalina-rasputin-blog]

Sugar, We're Going Down Swinging || Roza + Teddy

"Ugh." The dark-haired beauty complained softly as she removed her helmet and threw her head back, shaking her long, thick strands of hair loose and running a hand through them to tame the mess. Placing the helmet in the compartment underneath her seat before walking up the front steps of Teddy's place, she reached up and rand the doorbell. She had forgotten her laptop here the day before yesterday, when she had come to hang out with her best friend. She had started a project on it for her mother and she needed it back so that she could show her what she had done so far. If it wasn't for that, Rozalina wouldn't have minded leaving the laptop at Teddy's until her next visit. "Is no one home?" She wondered out loud when no one had come to open the door. Shit. She could always come back later to get it . . . or she could  . . . Rounding the house, the Russian made her way to the backyard. Searching for the largest rock, she pushed it to the side to reveal a key hidden underneath it. The spare key that Teddy had told her about long ago. 

Jogging back to the front, she unlocked the door and entered the house, closing the door behind her. She was just going to be in and out quickly, even perhaps leave Teddy a note telling him that she came for her laptop and used the spare key. Taking her sweet time up the stairs, Roza worked her way through the familiar home, going straight for Teddy's room. Opening the door, she walked in casually and jumped back startled to see that someone was actually home. "Yeblya der'mo!" .She swore in Russian, shocked at the fact that Teddy was actaually home. "The hell, Teddy! You scared the living daylights out of me. If you're home, why didn't you answer the door?" She threw a annoyed glare his way and then she noticed that state he was in. "Teddy? What's wrong?" She asked, slowly inching towards him, her brows creasing in concern. 

[tessa-lisbon]

sugar, we're going down swinging || tangus (au)

Walking down the dimly lit street, cigarette in hand, her sky-high platforms click-clacking on the footpath, Tessa was seething with rage. Another pathetic, desperate, overweight, balding, pin-dicked asshole had shoved a hundred dollar bill into her thong and demanded a blow job and she'd been the one thrown out of the club for headbutting him and breaking his nose? "Next time I'll cut your dick off, fucker," she mumbled to the breeze, puffing away on her cigarette until it was nothing. By then she was at Angus' house, not a mansion by any means, but a place that felt more like home than her own lonely shoebox apartment.

Not even bothering to knock, she walked inside, stopping momentarily to kick her shoes off at the bottom of the stairs, half waving at Agnes who was sitting on the couch, and continued up to Angus' bedroom. "There any blood on my forehead?" she said as she stood in the doorway, her coat half open and accidentally-on-purpose showing the barely there black lingerie she'd been wearing at work.