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wiiildflowerrr · 2 months
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11 March 2021
Anyone else kinda miss Lockdown!5SOS?
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allsassnoclass · 2 years
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👀👀👀
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lashton-is-my-drug · 2 years
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May 16, 2022
Clip of Ash, Luke, and Michael during fan Meet and Greet zoom call. Ash and Luke say they each look good, Luke says he’s wearing the new merch, Michael then says Luke put together a good looking outfit this morning. (It’s these subtle differences in how they talk to and about one another).
They’re so sweet to each other 🥺💖
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ghost-of-you · 1 year
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Ashton recently on a fans tiktok
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caramellashton · 1 year
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Zoom date ashton vibes ♡
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bandsanitizer · 2 years
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glockenspiel in os/co tfofu version FUCKS okay? okay. like that shit is so good! I don’t even know else went on during that song besides the glockenspiel! like yes it’s a masterpiece and one of the best songs 5sos ever wrote but the glockenspiel??? LIVE for that! yes mr.percussionist! you go man!! that ROCKS!
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calumthoodshands · 1 year
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LUKE HEMMINGS for TUSH magazine
- Tailor made -
On stage, Luke Hemmings is living his bloom, For Givenchy Beauty, the butterfly follows a different trail of scent.
Von Domen & Van De Velde - Into the flowerbed -
Interview by Afra Ugurlu.
It's pouring rain in L.A. when Luke Hemmings joins our zoom call. Just in time, the frontman of 5 Seconds of Summer (5SOS) finds refuge in his car on the side of a quiet road, not far from the big Hollywood sign. A look in the rear-view mirror: At the age of barely 16, Luke and his bandmates from 5SOS found themselves in the middle of an international fanbase. Their songs enthralled especially because of the band's juvenile euphoria, and the Australians quickly soared to new heights in the middle of the YouTube madness of the 2010s. But what happens when boybands grow up? After a decade of pop punk influences and with a little more chest hair, Luke took upon a solo career path for the first time and in 2021 released his debut album “When facing the things we turn away from”; a whole new insight into the obstacles and the success of the last years, he later reveals.
Almost 10 years have passed since “She looks so perfect” and “Don’t stop”. What has the last decade been like for you?
I'm living my dream, what else can I say? It was all very intense. You just accepted whatever came at you. For eleven years, for as long as I grew up, that’s been my whole life. Quite crazy, all the stuff that just came flying at us. I don't know whether we would have allowed ourselves this, even if rather short, break if not for the pandemic. Usually it all feels so fast-paced, I often have to pause to mentally take it all in—if you asked me to describe the last decade, then it’d consist of so many moments like that.
Did you ever feel like you were missing out on certain things and experiences during all that hustle and bustle?
I think they were very formative years, so there are probably some life skills I missed out on. In retrospect, you wonder: when was I supposed to learn that? And then you try to somehow fill those gaps. I had to emotionally catch up, but also with things like doing laundry, running errands and so on. There are some more significant matters, like not being close to my family, not to mention that I was missing my home in general. But then you start to put all those thoughts into another perspective: we did what we always wanted to do: write music and perform.
I remember 2014 and 2015, black, ripped skinny jeans and vans. How do you see yourself now, regarding your style?
Pop punk has always been a huge inspiration, and it was simply the style of all these bands like Green Day, Blink 182 and Silverchair. Back then, I was an absolute late bloomer and had to first of all grow into my own identity. I think it was similar with the other guys. We had found a thing that worked, and just stuck with it. It also just felt like a risk to me, doing something other than that, especially in front of an audience. Around the time of our third album, I started to open up a bit more. Our music was changing, and with it our style. At that point I understood myself a little bit better. From then on it just kind of evolved, and I think it still does.
By now you are someone who likes to step out and look beyond the binary. Was that always something that you were interested in or did you rather find yourself getting into it step by step over time?
Where I grew up, people weren’t open at all, everyone wore the same thing. For a long time, it simply wasn’t even on my radar. And of course, I’m not doing anything that someone else hasn't already done before me. I think it was in 2017 when I just started experimenting with glitter and nail polish. From that moment on it all evolved a bit, but it's actually always been something that fascinated me. It just took a while for me to find that part of myself. I feel pretty doing it, and who doesn't want to feel that way? If you only go on stage with a tracksuit, that might be cool. But I'm not an extrovert, quite the opposite, and when I perform and feel so much bigger, it's almost like playing a character. The makeup only emphasises that and turns me into someone who is not introverted and lost in thought. That's the origin of it all, so to speak.
How can we overcome these toxic gender perceptions and behavioural patterns, and heal?
I think a lot of the stigma we experience comes from people projecting their own insecurities onto us. I understand it better now because I grew up in a place that was very toxic in that regard. I'm from West Sydney, which was very conservative. If you’re a man, you have to be really ‘masculine’ and I think that's just complete nonsense. And I think that just sticks with you, growing up like that. There was a time when I came home and didn't want to wear makeup on stage. There was no way I would have done that, whereas now I just do what I'm most comfortable with. Personal growth means putting yourself first and accepting that people will think what they want either way. So really, you should just do whatever you want. That’s the way I'm trying to see it now. It sounds very simple and banal, but I wouldn’t know how else to put it.
Congratulations, by the way, on the release of your first solo album, “When facing the things we turn away from”. Which things do you want to turn away from this year and what else is there to come for you?
I’m facing myself and trying to be more open with the way I deal with stuff. My wish is to just enjoy everything a little bit more. I constantly worry about what might happen tomorrow. I’m not really present or enjoying the moment to the fullest. Everyone probably says that, but I believe it's more important than ever to live in the here and now. We're always looking for the next thing. You want to be at home when you're out and about, on the road when you’re at home. Only when it's over do you see what you actually had going for yourself, and are frustrated; so no ‘Live Fast, Die Young’. But I also think that this year will be a creative one for me. I want to try out new things. We’ll see which doors are going to open for me.
What kind of creative directions are you thinking about?
I can't really say yet. But also in general I don't want to limit myself by excluding new paths. Doing something by myself musically like the album was very intimidating at first. In the end, though, it was very encouraging as well because it was the first time in a long time that I tried something new again. Obviously I love being in the band, it’s my home base. But the solo album is something I never thought I’d be capable of, and now that I know that I am it’s definitely something I want to pursue further.
How do you manage working both on your solo career and with the band at the same time, and are there any points of overlap?
I have a feeling that with the first album it was a bit easier. We were in lockdown and everything on the band's schedule had to be cancelled. Suddenly, I had more free time than in the last 10 years together. I don’t think I would have made a solo album if it didn't come about this way. With four people in the band, all great songwriters and each having their own projects in the pipeline, I feel like it's actually for everyone’s benefit to give other things a try as well. I wondered what it could be like to produce a song from start to finish, and learned so much in the process. Afterwards, when I return to the band, it makes me feel like I know so much more about the recording process and can thus also be a better band member.
How did writing and composing for only yourself change your overall sound?
I don't know whether it significantly changed my sound, but I feel more confident than ever. When you're in a band, you have the luxury to lean on other people and ask: What do you think of this? Do you think it's good, or should we change this? Or someone will encourage you when you're on the right track, telling you to keep going. With this, the only input came from myself. I had to trust my instincts and first of all understand what my own sound really did sound like.
You have no features on your album. Was it important to you to create your first solo album by yourself?
After 10 years on tour, it was quite good to be alone for once and deal with my subconscious. The album is so personal and emotional to me, it didn't really lend itself to include any features. Maybe someday, but I think it has to fit perfectly then. And who knows what’s coming soon. But I think the point and purpose of doing something by yourself is to get accustomed to working without your usual tools.
What did you learn about yourself while working on “When facing the things we turn away from”?
Newfound empathy and love towards myself. The stories of these songs and the lyrics are mostly things I’m dealing with for the very first time. It's almost like writing a diary, you don't have any idea how to start. You sit down and something comes out of it, and that’s what you then try to decipher.
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pop-punklouis · 10 months
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LOUIS ATLANTA TICKET FOR SALE: ROW C
Hiiiii i’m back. As mentioned previously with my other ticket, if my dad couldn’t go, I’d be selling his ticket. Work commitments won’t allow him to attend the Louis show this saturday, so here we are. Selling his ROW C ticket. I saw 5SOS in this exact row last year, and the view was amazing. You’re sat above the floor so you’re able to see the stage and the artist perfectly. You’re also closer to the stage than you think. Selling for $100 BUT willing to negotiate!!
Here’s the ticket/stage setup + here’s the view from the same spot last year at my 5sos show without zoom!
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DM if you’re interested!
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edge-oftheworld · 13 days
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remembering that one zoom interview where ashton is like ‘if michael gets into woodworking we can incorporate that, have him building sets or smth’
and now ashton gets to do this for himself. we know how much he loves helping other musicians get into the industry. how he loves trying other genres to whatever 5sos ends up doing for their albums. let’s let him have this and show him we as a fandom are cool with him doing what makes him happy
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Sea, I hate larries so much, they are a scourge on society and fetishize the queer community all so they can be right, and now I feel like I am sounding like one because I finally saw the video of Louis with the pretty woman who made him laugh in the bar in Sydney (I struggled to watch ut because I worry about these kinds of videos invading Louis’ privacy), and I noticed this dark-haired woman kind of blocking them in the video field ducking down out of the frame so oddly when the video was zooming in on Louis and the pretty woman. I feel crazy for noticing that, it could just be a coincidence and that’s just how the woman moves but I don’t know, it felt like a weird coincidence then. Did you see it? Could Louis have set up the date to be seen, like he did with Sofie last year? It might be best to just answer if you want to answer in tags, I don’t want to upset other Louies or remind them of larries and their constant theories and conspiracies
Hi,
I don’t think we need tags. To be honest, I think Sofie was to put to rest any speculation that Louis was single, and maybe to promote FITF tour. Right now Louis has nothing to promote. He’s single. He’s on vacation. He’s seen taking candids with fans and friends. He’s eating in bars and restaurants like a normal person. Louis did the same thing in Mexico last year— took photos with strangers etc.
The only thing I’m thinking is that AFHF 2024 might be near Sydney later this year. Remember when Louis posted a photo of Tecate beer to his Instagram story last year? Maybe that was a hint to the festival this year, maybe it was a coincidence. He went to Mexico quite a few times to scout out venues and interest in 2021-23.
He also said something like I hope to see you not too long in the future at the Sydney concert, didn’t he? The advantage of having AFHF there is that Louis has a built-in large fanbase (unlike the USA). Smallzy and Live Nation will support it. There are crossover 5SOS and DMAs fans… and can you imagine the excitement if Louis asked 5SOS or DMAs to play? Australia is also accessible for some Asian fans, if Louis announces early enough. They might get a nice festival for the price of a FITF concert.
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daydadahlias · 1 year
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There’s just something about the content we got of 5sos at home during the pandemic that’s so special to me. Seeing them at home and comfortable was so nice. Calum having Duke on his lap during interviews, Michael’s dogs being let into the room randomly, Luke working on the lighting, Ashton venting about how he showed up early to a zoom call just to get set up and waited hours for them (dramatic king) etc.
it’s 👏 the 👏 domesticity
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allsassnoclass · 4 months
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24?
hello hello! let's see let's see what is the idea doc giving us now
ah yes, 24 is my malum quarantine au. i started this during the first initial covid quarantine, and the premise is that michael hears about the lockdown and doesn't think he'll do well living by himself with no human contact, so calum temporarily moves in. obviously quarantine turned into a much bigger, longer thing than any of us expected, so with calum becoming a more permanent resident of the house romance blossoms. part of me does want to revisit this, if only because there's so much about loneliness and fear and everything that went on in 2020 that would probably be good to process in writing and would definitely be really interesting to explore, but it also now feels a little callous to use the beginning of the pandemic as a backdrop for a silly little romance fic when so many people died and are still being negatively affected by covid. i also feel like i've already forgotten some of the details of life in that first lockdown. i'm not sure if this fic will ever see life, but i'm also not definitively saying i won't ever write it
Send me a number 1-91 and I’ll tell you which fic it corresponds to on my idea doc
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lashton-is-my-drug · 2 years
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May 16, 2022
Ash shows up on a 5sos meet and greet zoom call with shorter hair and it looks so good!
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tinyglitterrose · 2 years
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Snapchat Messages
Part 1, Lashton, boyxboy, 18+
Bottom Ashton, Top Luke
Warnings: SMUT
Ashton sort of accidently keeps sending Luke his nudes on snapchat and finally Luke has enough...and maybe Ashton didn't send those pictures so accidentally.
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One thing Luke would have never expected was a snapchat message like this from Ashton. He didn't even know the man still used snapchat, so when he got the notification that Ashton Irwin had sent him a snap at 2 am the previous night, Luke thought maybe he had found a funny filter and sent him a selfie or something.
Well, it was a picture of himself, just not what Luke would have expected.
And Luke was very much straight and happy in his open relationship with a girl called Mandy (fictional made up character) .
So, not thinking much of it, he opened the message in the morning, while he was brushing his teeth.
Two seconds later, the buzzing toothbrush dropped to the floor, toothpaste getting all over the tiles.
"What the -", Luke gasped, spluttering toothpaste on the mirror and sink in front of him, too.
That was - that was certainly Ashton, his moon tattoos were visible in the shot. But what was also visible were his... private parts. Gripped into his right hand, with the pink shiny mushroom tip poking out was his dick. His erect dick.
Luke's knuckles were starting to turn white around the edges of his phone. He had no idea why he was even reacting like this. They had all seen each other naked before and even when those pictures of Calum got leaked years ago, he hadn't reacted like this. He had laughed it off.
But he wasn't laughing right now. Was it because Ashton had sepcifically sent that picture to him? Well, obviously it wasn't meant for him, but then why had Ashton not called yet and told him to not even look at it or had he not even noticed?
It was only 8 am right now after all. Yea, that must be it.
He closed the app and the picture disappeared.
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Ashton never came up to him to say anything, he seemed clueless the whole day.
Really clueless and dumb, Luke thought, because at half past midnight that night he got another notification.
Now that was his apology text, Luke thought.
But it was another picture. And not an apology picture, if that even existed.
It was a picture of Ashton standing in front of a mirror, bare from what Luke could see.
His legs were spread, phone in one hand and the other tightly gripping his balls.
The room was almost dark, but Luke could still see everything very clearly. Too clearly, because now he had an unobstructed view to Ashton's hard member and he couldn't help himself but tap on the screen to make the picture stay longer.
Luke was so straight. But then why was his own dick twitching in his pants when he - for whatever reason and also he would never ever admit he had done it - zoomed in to get an even better view?
And Luke was not going to be dumb enough to take a screenshot because snapchat notifies people when you take a screenshot, but he caught himself wanting to screenrecord his screen so he could keep the picture. Why would he want to keep a nude selfie of Ashton on his phone?
He had no clue, but the next night, when he was laying in bed again, alone once again because Mandy liked to go out partying and only come back in the morning, he was waiting to get a snapchat notification. But it didn't come. And when he woke up in the morning, the phone lost in the tangled bed sheets, there was still nothing.
But Ashton didn't dissappoint. Luke was singing along to old 5SOS songs, Mandy leaning on his chest, while she was scrolling through her own phone. She had told Luke about the guy she had met at the bar and how they had spent the night together and Luke had only nodded, mind elsewhere.
He didn't think much of it, when his phone made a small noise, signifying a new notification, but he immediately jumped up from the couch once he had turned on the screen and saw that it was a snapchat message from his older bandmate.
Mandy gave him a confused look, to which Luke only mumbled a "Need to make a call, be right back", before he all but stumbled out of the room.
Just to be extra safe, he locked himself in the bathroom upstairs where he had opened Ashton's first message three days ago. He still couldn't believe that Ashton seemingly hadn't noticed that he was sending his nudes to the wrong person.
He gulped, looked at his own blue and anxiously flickering eyes in the mirror, then he unlocked his phone.
Here we go, Luke thought, and with a deep breath and a weird tingly feeling in his stomach opened the message.
It was Ashton. Of course. He was in his basement, where he kept all his drums, his green shimmery snare drum even in the front of the picture.
But right behind it was Ashton's body, part of his upper body clad in a blue and black striped shirt visible, as well as his legs in grey sweatpants. It was just that those sweatpants were pulled down to just below the full balls, pink dick hanging or more like standing out.
Luke gulped audibly.
What was he supposed to do?
The decision was taken from him as he was alerted with yet another message from Ashton. Now that was new. Was it finally the 'oh shit, sorry, wrong chat' message?
It was not. Instead it was a picture of Ashton now having lost his shirt and from what he could see also his pants, fully bending over the snare drum and his face being in the shot.
Ashton's hazel eyes were staring right at him mischieviously, further back part of his penis still visible and the naked curve of his bent back.
He was grinning, dimples showing and a drum stick clad between his teeth.
If Ashton ever wanted to become a nude model instead of a drummer, he would definitely be successful. This was the sexiest and somehow also prettiest picture Luke had ever seen.
"Ash", he caught himself mumbling, taking in every detail.
Why - why was his own penis starting to grow at seeing Ashton bent over his own drums? The twitching a few nights ago he was able to ignore, but right now he could actually feel blood rushing down there.
Two seconds later he knew why. Or at least he couldn't possibly deny it anymore.
Another message showed up and without thinking, Luke opened it.
A shocked "oh my god" left the blonde's lips.
There was no more dick in this picture. But there was the drumstick. Just not in between Ashton's teeth anymore, but...it was... it was in his butt. In his damn butt.
How had he even taken this picture?
Both Ashton's hands were visible, each pulling one of his butt cheeks to the side in order to expose what was inbetween.
And inbetween was Ashton's fucking asshole with the drumstick pushed into it.
"What the fuck"
"What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck", with each repetition of those words, Luke's voice got louder.
How - why - Ashton - Luke had no idea what to think, his brain wasn't functioning anymore.
Of course he knew that some people did this, hell Mandy had told him about anal sex before but he had never wanted to do it, she had a pussy after all so why would he want to put his dick where she pooped out of?
And Ashton had just sent him a close up view of where...he pooped out of. And Luke certainly wasn't as disgusted as he wanted to be.
He took a few deep and shaky breaths, then he directed his eyes to his phone again. Just to see, just because he was curious, totally.
The pink hole and the wooden drumstick shimmered like they were wet with something. It seemed to trail down the drumstick.
Luke’s breath stuttered when he avtered his focus from that drumstick and instead stared right at the pink slightly swollen and shimmery wet rim of what was Ashton Irwin’s asshole. He was fucking staring at his bandmate’s asshole right now.
Did it really feel that good to put something in there?
Whether it did or not, a sudden anger came over Luke. Because these pictures weren’t meant for him and that meant that Ashton was sending these kinds of obscene pictures to someone else. And that was dangerous.
So without further debating it, he closed snapchat, the picture disappearing like all the others before it and after a bit of fumbling around he clicked the call button next to Ashton’s name in his phone.
It rang a few times...then it was denied.
Ashton had denied the phone call and oh hell no, Luke was not having that.
Sure, he might be in a very sexy phone call with the person the pictures were actually meant to go to or even have them over at his house right now, but Luke needed to speak to him now.
When he was denied the call again, he groaned loudly, then stomped down the stairs, gave his irritated girlfriend a quick kiss goodbye and jumped into his car.
If Ashton wasn’t going to pick up the phone, he would come to his door.
Two four-minute songs later, he rang the doorbell.  And just in case Ashton wanted to ignore that as well, Luke kept his finger pressed to the button until he heard an annoyed groan through the speakers above it.
“Luke, seriously?”, Ashton sounded beyond annoyed.
And because Luke knew that Ashton could see him through the small camera, he frowned right at it with scrunched up eyebrows.
He could hear Ashton sigh through the speakers, then a long beep that signalled the door being opened.
Luke all but stomped up the stairs to Ashton’s front door, kicking off his shoes in the entrance hall with one of them kicking over a vase and while Ashton was starting to complain about that, Luke wordlessly grabbed his tattooed upper arm, fingers tightening around the black snake and pulled the other man with him to the living room.
“Luke, man, what is wro-“
Luke interrupted him by forcefully pushing, almost throwing, him onto his own couch. Ashton released a whimper when he landed but Luke barely registered it.
“Do you know”, he started angrily, crowding over Ashton, “how fucking dangerous what you’re doing is?”
Ashton only stared at him with wide eyes.
“Oh, come on”, Luke scoffed in return, “You can’t seriously not have noticed that you were sending your shit to the wrong person”
Now a grin formed on Ashton’s face. “Oh, no, I’ve noticed.”, he said.
Luke really wanted to smack that stupid grin off his face.
“Is that all you have to say to this? ‘Oh, no, I’ve noticed?’”, Luke was fuming, “Your tattoos are all over it, you fucker, this could ruin you!”
Ashton blinked in surprise at such swear words leaving Luke’s mouth, but didn’t say anything else.
So Luke kept ranting: “You can’t send pictures like this to people, Ashton! Did your stupid dumbass brain forget what happened to Calum a few years ago? How they published his pictures? Do you want that to happen to you?”
He stopped when he looked back into Ashton’s eyes.
The hazel eyes were big now, looking up at him from under dark eyelashes and looking like a lost puppy.
“But you- “, his voice seemed like a whisper compared to Luke’s loud one before, “but you wouldn’t- “
“Of course not me, Ash, but the other person, huh? Have you even thought about that? They can see your tattoos in it and – would you stop looking at me like that… what?”
Luke groaned in annoyance as Ashton’s eyes only seemed to have gotten bigger, making the lost puppy look even more prominent.
“I haven’t – “, he bit his lip, a blush spreading on his cheeks, “they were only for you”
Luke’s face displayed pure horror at Ashton’s mumbled words. Only for him? No! No, he refused to believe that Ashton would take pictures like this only – Luke wasn’t even gay for god’s sake and Ashton knew that!
“Oh yeah?”, he bent down to make his eyes the same height as Ashton’s, “And the first one? Was that only for me, you didn’t mean to send it to someone else?”
The guilty look that flashed on the drummer’s face told Luke that he was right.
“But only at the beginning”, Ashton’s big eyes were almost pleading now and Luke had never seen his friend like this, “Only the first two. I haven’t sent them anything else since!”
Luke seemed unfazed.
“Were your tattoos in it?”, his voice was cold, or at least he wanted it to sound cold.
Ashton averted his gaze for a moment, but before Luke could start with any more accusations, he rushed out: “But I blocked them! I really don’t send them pictures anymore!”
Luke continued to stare into the other’s eyes for a few moments, as if trying to figure out whether he was lying, then he stood upright again, grumbled out a “Good” with clenched fists and turned to leave.
Before he could even leave the living room, though, Ashton’s voice stopped him. “Wait”
Luke rolled his eyes and turned around, raising an eyebrow at the other man.
Ashton didn’t look like a puppy anymore, he looked unhappy, well possibly an unhappy and pissed off puppy.
“You’re just gonna leave? You tell me I’m good and then you leave?”
Luke’s other eyebrow rose to the same height as the already raised one.
“If you don’t actually think I’m good then don’t tell me I’m good.”
Okay, Luke was beyond confused. What did he even mean by that?
“If I’m not good – “, Ashton reached next to him to retrieve a drumstick that he then offered to Luke in his open palm, “Do you think I’m not good?”
“I – what?”, Luke was confused and concerned at the same time, “Ash, you know you’re a good drummer, why would you ask that – “
“No!”, Luke jumped a little at the shrill sound, “not – you have to hit me if you think I’m not good.”
And he reached out his palm with the drumstick more to Luke, nodding towards it.
“Hit you?”, Luke vehemently shook his head, “Ash, I would never hit you.”
“Right”, he tilted his head, “And you would never like my nudes, would you?”
Luke’s eyes widened in panic for a moment, before he quickly shook his head.
“Why did you look at them then?”, Ashton was clearly mocking him now.
And Luke wasn’t entirely sure if he had interpreted things correctly, but he didn’t want to let himself be mocked like this, so he just went for it. “Thought you wanted to be good”, he said, tilting his head too and grinning to himself when he successfully made his bandmate shut up, “This isn’t very good behaviour, you know.”
“I – “
“And sending nudes to strangers isn’t very good either”
Ashton was still staring at Luke, shocked by his sudden change of behaviour and Luke was enjoying it too much, so he went another step further and took the drumstick from Ashton’s hand.
Ashton’s eyes got wider, when Luke twirled it on his fingers and said nonchalantly: “Maybe you’re right, I should hit you. You sent me your nudes without asking for my consent after all.”
“Uhm – “
“What, you just assumed that I would like them? Would want them? What do you think I did with them, get off to them? Well, guess what, I didn’t.”
He stepped in front of Ashton again, looking down at him. “Don’t you feel weird sending me your nudes? Especially that last one? You sent me a picture of your asshole, that’s pretty weird if you ask me”
Ashton visibly gulped.
“Pretty weird”, Luke repeated.
Then, without any warning, he struck the drumstick over Ashton’s cheek, his face getting turned to the side with the speed of it.
Upon seeing the red stripe now covering Ashton’s face, though, Luke immediately dropped the drumstick, kneeling down to him and apologizing profusely while carefully cupping his cheek.
“Shit, shit, sorry. I’m so sorry, Ash, I don’t know why – shit, I’m so sorry.”
Ashton grabbed Luke’s wrist and pulled it away from his face.
“I like when you treat me like this”, he admitted quietly.
“Like..?”
“Like I’m disgusting. When you berate me like this.”
“But if you – I have no experience with this.”
“Yea, I’ll tell you if it’s too much.”, Ashton giggled a little, “And I know you have no experience. If you would’ve hated my pictures I would have long apologized for them, I promise.”
So it was obvious that Luke had not not liked them?
“Okay”, Luke mindlessly let his fingers trail over Ashton’s reddened cheek, “But if you… behave…”
“Then tell me I’m a good boy”, Ashton sounded breathless, when he said it, like he really wanted to be called that. He wanted to be good for Luke, so good.
“You’re not being very good, though, Ash”, Luke said after giving it a moment of thought. He purposefully made his voice sound disappointed.
Ashton’s gaze turned to that of a sad lost puppy again.
“A good boy would have long given me a real-life view of what I got to see in the pictures.”
And alright, Luke had expected Ashton to obey, but not as fast as he did. Within seconds he had jumped off the couch, turned around, pulled his pants and underwear off, almost tripping over the pant legs, and then he was showing off his butt to his best friend.
“Funny of you to assume that that’s what I wanted to see”
Ashton moved to turn around, but Luke stopped him with a laugh and a “No, no, this is good, I’m just teasing”
He took his time to look at Ashton’s bare butt for a bit. He would have never expected to at some point in his life be basically inspecting Ashton’s ass. And to be liking it.
And wanting to see more: “That’s not what you showed me in your pictures, though”
“Uhm”, Ashton hesitated.
“Come on”, Luke said, pushing on Ashton’s back to make him bend forward more and cause the side of his face to get pressed to the cushions of the back of the couch.
“Be good”, he added and that did it for the drummer. Long freckled fingers gripped into his own flesh and slowly, still hesitantly, pulled his cheeks apart.
Luke let out a gasp once he got a clear view. “You filthy little – “, he mumbled, then remembered that Ashton enjoyed being talked to this way, so he spoke louder, “You’re so dirty, Ash. Sitting here with a sex toy shoved up your ass, while you’re talking to me and acting all shy? So dirty, so filthy.”
“It’s – it’s – “
“It’s what, Ash?”
“It’s”, he took a shaky breath and Luke saw the pink rim clenching around the purple butt plug that was peeking out of him, “It’s so you have it easier.”
Luke wasn’t really listening, distracted, one hand laying itself onto Ashton’s back again, the other slowly reaching out and one finger experimentally poking the end of the toy. “Easier for what?”, he asked absentmindedly.
“Easier – ah”, Luke had given the toy a slight push, “Easier i – in case you want to fuck me”
Luke’s mind needed a few more moments in which he was still poking the purple plastic, until it had caught up with Ashton’s words.
“You want me to – “, he stopped himself from talking, only staring at the back of Ashton’s curly haired head.
The curls bounced as he nodded his head.
“If you think I’m a, I’m a good boy then you have to gi – give me a treat”
“Oh”, Luke grinned even though the other couldn’t see that, “I have to, huh?”
Ashton nodded his head more forcefully.
“And that’s the only treat you want? A bit picky of you, don’t you think?”
Ashton turned his head around at that, rolling his eyes at Luke and said: “Obviously I don’t want Cal or Mike to- “
Luke didn’t let him finish.
“Shush”, he ordered and turned Ashton’s head around again with a tight grip on his hair.
Ashton gasped, his hole clenching around the toy again.
Luke’s eyes zeroed in on it again. Something about this was so pretty to him and he didn’t understand why. This was his friend’s asshole with a sex toy in it for god’s sake, why was he so fascinated by it? And how beautiful would it look if he could see his own dick moving in and out of it instead? Luke had always liked watching his own dick drive in and out of Mandy, but he had never – would it feel different? Tighter for sure? Or not?
“Only one way to find out”, Luke mumbled to himself, ignoring Ashton’s questioning meep and gripped the end of the purple thing to start pulling it out.
What he had not expected though, was for Ashton to start gasping and mewling the way he did. A long stream of high pitched sounds started leaving his mouth as soon as Luke started pulling.
“Feel that good, huh?”, Luke grinned as he pulled the buttplug so it was barely keeping inside Ashton.
He didn’t let the other man answer before he pushed it back in as far as it would go without losing his grip, in one quick and powerful motion.
Ashton screamed out, his knees buckling.
“Please, please”, he whimpered, when Luke didn’t move it any more.
Luke grinned wider. Something about this high pitched tone the drummer seemed to not be able to control made Luke feel so excited, he wasn’t even denying the hard on in his pants anymore.
In fact, it was starting to feel quite tight with his pants in the way.
“I - I, yes, yes – please”, Ashton whimpered desperately when he heard the zipper of the other man’s pants being pulled down. He started to turn his head, wanting to see, but Luke gripped onto his hair and pushed his face back into the cushions.
“But Lukey, please”, Ashton mumbled into them.
“You can look when I fucked you”, Luke grunted, and without warning pulled the plug out, throwing it somewhere over his shoulder, possibly a bit too enthusiastically.
But he didn’t notice the sound of it knocking something, whatever it was, over and had barely registered Ashton’s long gasp when he had pulled it out. He was too focused on the now empty hole closing around nothing and clenching repeatedly like it was searching for something to wrap itself around of.HHhheojdoej
“Damn, Ash”, Luke mumbled stunned, “You’re so – I don’t think I can go back to pussy after this”
Luke wasn’t sure if he was joking or not because this was certainly a sight to behold. Once again, he didn’t notice Ashton’s mumbling of “Then don’t”
Suddenly Luke realized “Shit, we have no lube”
He was really not willing to leave his position and this sight, but he knew there was no way that anal sex would work without lube, except maybe spit but Luke wasn’t sure if that would really be enough.
But it was definitely something he wanted to do, just not now, “Imma rim you one of these days”, he stated and received another mumbled string of pleas from Ashton’s mouth in response.
“Not now, though, just wanna fuck you now, babe”
“There’s lube behind that cushion”, Ashton almost shamefully admitted, gasping at the soft slap he received to his ass in response and the mumbled “dirty little boy”, before Luke pulled a small lube bottle from behind said cushion.
He didn’t tell Ashton what he was doing, just kept the man guessing and waiting, while he spread lube onto his fingers and already on his dick, too.
He got a little carried away when he started smearing it onto his dick, starting to stroke the length, while his gaze was focused on Ashton’s still slightly clenching hole again.
Ashton must have heard the squelching sounds of the lube moving on Luke, because he started to turn his head around again, but Luke was quick to grip onto his curls again and press his face back to the couch.
“What did I say about looking at me?”
“S-sorry”
“I think you need to be punished again, Ashy”, Luke mused.
Ashton enthusiastically pushed his ass towards Luke in response and Luke chuckled at how eager he was. He squeezed his cheeks with lube wet hands for a moment, then he let go and pushed two fingers into the other man without warning.
“Your punishment is that you’ll be coming from my fingers and when you’re still gasping from your orgasm, I’ll fuck you and make you come again, baby”
Ashton’s knees buckled, barely holding himself in the bent over standing position, as he moaned.
Luke deemed that as answer enough, finally starting to move his fingers. He scissored them to spread Ashton and changed the angle until the other man screamed into the couch, biting the leather to prevent further sounds leaving him.
“There?”, Luke asked, grinning devilishly even though Ashton couldn’t see him.
“Huh?”, he added, when he didn’t get a response and drove his fingers in harder.
Ashton mewled again, unable to get any actual words out.
Only when his knees started to buckle so much that Luke had to get a hand under his tummy to hold him up, otherwise Ashton would've collapsed into the couch, did he start crying out a string of "Luke, Luke, Luke"
Luke loved the way it sounded so helpless, like there was nothing but him in Ashton's brain. And probably, at this moment, there wasn't.
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I've been writing on this for like two weeks now, so I'm putting a cut here to post it and part 2 will be uploaded soon! ❤️
Check out my ao3 profile (also tinyglitterrose) for the whole fanfiction once I've posted it!
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Imagine if Supernatural was filmed in the Nickelodian style. Heck, imagine if Supernatural WAS ACTUALLY A NICK SHOW. I'm imagining an iCarly crossover episode where Sam Puckett beats Crowley just for kicks... 1D or 5SOS or BTR popping by to kill monsters with Sam and Dean through the power of song, friendship, and well placed silver blades... Cas would be the exact same except he'd be wearing a different quirky tie each episode to keep with 2010's Nick fashion (think sequins, glitter, neon colours)... Every episode would start with a corny intro like in changing channels except it wouldn't be ironic... There would be weird ultra-edited transitions zooming into Cas's frowny face before cutting to the next scene... Sam and Dean would drive an obnoxious cherry-red convertible that looked like something out of a Barbie dream house... The bunker would actually be a kid-friendly bachelor pad with a bunch of arcade games... The boys would drink root beer and munch on poptarts... Also, there would be cheerful studio audience whoops, hollers, and clapping after every vamp beheading and monster death.
:O I would say someone do Cartoon Network next but I guess they kinda did.
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hi gonna continue to be emo in text posts ignore me if you wanna.
so the sunday after calm was released was my last day of the like ~extended spring break~ during my senior that was extended bc despite going to literally one of the top public institutions in america, they had no fucking clue how to transition to this online class bs even when they were doing it a week later than most other schools (totally not bitter about that, can you tell?). we were still in that ‘oh this will be over by may’ mentality. like i was certain the no shame tour was still going to happen at this point. in reality, i would travel further than the block surrounding my apt building twice in the next two months and the only people i would physically speak to were my roommate and the cashier at the corner store who would sell me individual rolls of toilet paper for $5. 
calm provided an escape as I took exams in my bedroom and tried to do group projects over zoom. watching insta lives of michael and calum dancing around their backyard would make me laugh when nothing else could. reading little stories about boys in bands would help introduce me to a community that carried me through the horrors of the post-grad job search like three times over. 
basically calm got me through 2020. it made a year i expected to only ever look back on in horror be filled with memories i’ll treasure forever. calm brought me friends thousands of miles away that i never would have had the chance to make otherwise. it reminded me of the power of music and fandom and the joy brought into the world by celebrating a thing.
its the sunday after 5sos5 was released. i’m doing laundry and having an honestly excellent cup of coffee. later i’m going to plan out the outfits i’m going to wear on a trip to nyc with a bunch of people i only know because of calm. we’re gonna dance and sing to so much music (including 5sos when the sun is barely up) and eat bagels and laugh. feels very full circle. feeling very very grateful. 
love you all lots. let’s keep celebrating <3
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