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mazzymoonlight · 2 years

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5SOS5 really is their best album and i stand by that. every song on this album pulls you in and keeps you hooked. you can tell they put so much care into this project. it’s beautiful and effortless yet so carefully curated at the same time. it’s emotional, it’s fun, it’s light. it’s heartbreaking, it’s passionate it’s a rollercoaster. it’s MEANINGFUL. it’s mature and nuanced yet playful and still true to fivesauce. you can feel & hear each of the boys influence on the songs. i adore this album & it deserves all the love and attention

#5SOS5 #5 seconds of summer #5sos #fivesauce #luke hemmings #calum hood #ashton irwin #michael clifford

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bandsanitizer · 2 years

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fight chart: revised edition

#sQUARE UP FIVESAUCE #alison speaks?#ot4 #5sos #oh shit you’re really joking at a time like this

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fullwets · 2 years

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fivesauce ed. 2143? 👀

oh you have accidentally hit on my most beloved fic of all time ANON........ HEWP

technically this is a 5sos fic (five sauce. five sos. .... anyway) but it's grown so much that it's basically original fiction at this point sdmfsjk. ot4 dynamic my beloved okay here's the readmore

long story short this is a small town AU. i wax poetic about the midwest aesthetic a LOT.

my google doc has a playlist, multiple visual aids, a hand-drawn map of the town, and is like 17 pages long with absolutely no structure. but i guess. here are the players?:

Lucas lives with Mike around the back side of town, and if you asked any of the mothers who so treasure Lucas-down-at-the-bar what they thought of Michael Clifford, they’d tell you he’s a skid, a real shame how that one turned out, and that there must be something wrong with him, why else would his father cut ties with him? A man like Daryl Clifford? Such a shame. If you ask Luke, he’d say his roommate is his best friend, that Mike’s saving up for school, and they’ve lived together since Lucas came to town as a nineteen-year-old drifter. I had nothing but an acoustic guitar and a pick to play it with, he’d say. And Mike took one good look at me and decided I was the friend he needed. They’ve got a big two-story all to themselves, with a porch wrapped around the back corner overlooking their overgrown lot where they sit in the evenings, when Mike gets home and Luke’s about to leave for work. They make time for each other. It’s tucked away in the bend of a road, just above a little ravine that runs down to the river. No one drives past unless they live nearby. It’s quiet, and still, and the house has a bad roof but it’s still standing and it’s theirs.

Calum has worked on the Brewer farm since he was fourteen years old, and now ten years later, Carl Brewer knows him well enough to leave him in charge of the fields when he has something that needs tending to in the city or vice versa. It’s a partnership that Calum intends to continue to nurture, until Carl either bites the bullet and wills him the farm, or lets Cal go. It all depends on whether the farm continues to turn a profit the way it used to. Calum doesn’t plan to ever leave town. If Charlotte or Owen want to, he’ll help them along, but he’s as established here as he can be, still living in his mother’s house. Sometimes he stays over in the barn if it’s late and it’s not too cold, and he knows Carl wishes he’d stop dodging his attempts to set him up with Lottie, but he’ll just never feel that way about Carl’s daughter, as much as that would make both their lives much easier.

Ashton and his sister moved to town a week ago, following the sudden death of his grandfather Hugh, who ran the general store on the corner of Main and Division. Mr. Irwin died of a heart attack, and it’s the first time Ashton has been back in town since he left with his father when he was seven. His mother and brother have lived in town all that time, and reuniting with them has been complicated, since his parents’ split was unexpected and sudden. Ashton and Lauren grew up in New York City, and now the company has been left to their mother, they want to be around to help her transition smoothly and sell off their grandfather’s assets. The two of them are living in their grandfather’s house, and helping their mother work the store when she needs them to. Lauren has been staying over at their mother’s house more and more often because she doesn’t like the old creaky house Ashton was willed, and Ashton’s slowly starting to lose his mind.

this is a story about needing to get out of the small town you grew up in but being too in love with it to leave, the way that there can never be secrets in a town that small, and it's about finding yourself and finding best friends and how friendship can save you FROM yourself. it's about singing karaoke at the bar and walking home after sunset and the thick smell of overgrown weeds at the beginning of summer and working a dead end job and and and and-

mostly i just hope to god i'll get bit by the bug again and start writing this again. she came to life in 2020 and i worked on it for a good year before i drifted away.

#my fic #(not f1)#SORRY ANON THIS IS PROBABLY NOT WHAT YOU ASKED FOR BUT . HERE <3

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pasiveagressive · 4 years

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‘Kiss Cam’ // L.H.

Tonight I was going out on a date with some guy my mom set me up with a couple weeks ago. We had been casually seeing each other but I was optimistic about maybe forming a relationship. It was my turn to pick the date and we both loved music so I decided to buy him tickets to a concert. I was really hoping he'd enjoy my surprise for him. He came to my house, pecked me on the cheek and we were off.

"So, where are we going?" He asked and I couldn't help but smile.

"You'll see." I said and I started driving to the arena. When we pulled up to the arena he was floored.

"You're serious?"

"Yea. I got the tickets last week, and we are very close to the stage."

"You are seriously the best!" He said as he pecked my lips, then he looked down at his outfit. "I'm not dressed for a concert."

"Have no fear, I thought ahead." I said as I grabbed a bag out of the backseat of my car.

"I may never let you go now." He said and he changed and we made our way inside. We found our seats quickly and he seemed to be really pumped. I was glad I made him this happy. A couple minutes before the game started a very curvy blonde took a seat next to him, and of course I got a little self conscious but I didn't have anything to worry about. We weren't actually in a relationship, but I felt secure enough because that's where it was heading.

The opening act was amazing and we are at the intermission before the band came out. Robert had left to use the restroom and looking around I noticed the blonde was missing to. I tried not to let my head go there but it was inevitable. He got back three songs in and I just stared at him.

“You’ve got a little something.” I pointed to the corner of my lip indicating that was where the blonde’s lipstick was smeared. He tried to rub it off and was missing it “Oh here let me.” I say sarcastically and then smack him across the face. It was right then that the camera started showing couples for the love song the band was playing.

The 'kiss cam' was going around. I thought it was sweet, until it landed on us. You could see the handprint on Robert’s face from me, and to top it off he decided to look at me and then the blonde he just hooked up with and kiss her. I was furious. I mean, I brought him to the concert. The whole crowd let out a low boo and all four members of the band look at me. Robert and the blonde were too busy making out to notice. I looked down and got an idea when I looked at my drink. I took the lid off and dumped the contents on top of both of them.

"What the hell?!" Robert screamed

"Oh I'm sorry? Did I ruin your make out session? I didn't realize you were on a date with both of us." I said and the whole crowd started to boo him. I felt satisfied, and I threw the empty cup at him and left. I could still hear the booing but I also heard some cheers for me. Some dude even gave me a high five.

I had no idea where I was going. I was wandering around aimlessly when I bumped in a huge guy who looked like security.

"I'm sorry."

"I've been looking for you." He said and I couldn't help but wonder if I was in trouble for what I did to Robert.

"Why?"

"You've been requested by one of the band members to wait backstage until the concert is over."

"I'm not in trouble?"

"Hell no. If I were you, I would have clocked him in the nose and then kicked him right in the dick. A pretty girl like you should never be embarrassed like that."

"Thank you."

"Now, if you'll follow me." He said and I nodded and started following him. "My name is Ben, and I'm the security for 5 Seconds of Summer."

"I'm Y/N."

"So, are you a fan?"

"Yes! Well after tonight I am. I love music and knew the opening act so I got the tickets, the band is so good though!"

"Yeah they are." I just smiled and continued to follow him. When we got backstage, he told me to take a seat. The concert would be over in a few minutes, and the person who requested me would be in momentarily. I sat on the couch and picked nervously at my nails. A couple minutes felt like an eternity but eventually I heard the door open, and the most beautiful man I'd ever seen walked in. I stood up, not knowing what to do. He walked over to me, and I had to look up in order to look into his eyes. He was so tall.

"Hi, my name's Luke, and I am in 5 Seconds of Summer" He said and he smiled and it was a beautiful smile.

"I'm Y/N. What am I doing down here?"

"I saw what that asshole did to you during the concert."

"Oh."

"Also, you caught my eye before that. When I saw what he did to you, I couldn't help but want to make it up to you."

"Really?"

"Yea. Why don't we go out and catch a late night dinner? Get to know each other." I looked at him like he had five heads, but what's the harm. He seemed like a nice guy.

"Sure. I think I'd like that."

"Alright. Give me like 20 minutes. We have a brief band meeting and then I want to shower and we can go. I am currently living on a tour bus. Did the asshole give you a ride?"

"No. I actually drove us here." He smiled and it was infectious. I couldn't help but smile back.

"Cool. Wait here, and I'll be back in 20 minutes."

Twenty minutes later Luke came back through the doors wearing different clothes and appearing squeaky clean. He gestured to the door and we started walking to my car. We made some small talk on the walk but I saw a figure standing close to my car and I groaned.

"The guy I was here with tonight is standing by my car." I told Luke and he didn't seem too bothered.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of him if he tries to do anything." Luke said and when we made it to my car, Robert looked pissed.

"Y/N, what the hell was that in there?"

"That was me, dumping my drink on an asshole who kisses another girl while we're on a date. I thought that was obvious."

"Oh come on, we aren't in a relationship." He said and he looked at Luke. "And who the hell is this guy?"

"This is Luke. We're going out to dinner."

"The hell you are. You're coming home with me." He said as he reached for my wrist but Luke stepped in.

"Like you said Rob, we aren't in a relationship. If I want to go have dinner with Luke, I can. Why don't you go back to the blonde you were tonguing during the intermission."

"You gave me a ride here." He said as Luke made his way to the passenger side and I opened my door.

"And I'm sure the blonde would have no problem giving you a ride home. Goodnight Robert." I slammed my car door shut and let out a sigh of relief.

"Way to handle him." Luke said and I couldn't help but smile. I started my car and left Robert standing in the parking lot fuming but I couldn't wipe the smile off my face.

We pulled up to a small diner and when we walked in everyone's eyes were instantly on us, at first I didn't understand but then I realized who I was with. I looked at him and he was clearly unaffected by the 30 eyes on us, but then again, he's probably used to this. We were led to our table. We ordered the same thing surprisingly.

"Alright, how about a nice 5th grade game of 20 questions." he said and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Sounds good. You first."

"Alright, where are you from?"

"Originally I'm from Brooklyn. But I attended college out here. I loved it so much I moved. What about you?"

"Sydney. But then I live in LA now, but most of the time I am on tour." ah yes did I mention the dreamy accent. It was faint, but still there and still dreamy.

"Do you have any siblings?"

"I have two biological brothers but then, I have three brothers through the band. What about you?"

"Nope. Only child. How did you get into music?" Just as I asked our food arrived and I couldn't help but dig in, I was starving.

"I just always loved it, you know? It was just one of those things that I always wanted to do so I did it."

We continued to ask each other questions throughout dinner, and before we knew it, it was already past midnight.

"Alright, last question."

"Ask away."

"Would you like to do this again?" He said and a smile instantly appeared on my lips.

"I'd love to." I said and we started to make our way to my car. "Where shall I drop you off at?"

"Go towards Sunset Boulevard. I can go to my actually house tonight instead of the bus"

"You live in Bel-Air?" I said not hiding my surprise at all.

"Yea. Being in a band, has its perks. But I mostly live there for my bandmates"

"They live with you?"

"No but we all live so close we are constantly crashing at each other's places.”

"That's really sweet." I said as I pulled up to a gated community. He told me his code and the gates opened. When I pulled into his house I was in awe. I've never seen a house so beautiful.

"Would you like a tour?"

"Sure." I said and he grabbed my hand and led me inside. I was speechless. This place was gorgeous, and bigger than my whole apartment building. I had a large trust fund from my father, but I hated using his money. It's his way of making up for being absent from my life for 20 years. I chose to use my own hard earned money instead of his. He showed me around the whole house. We were sitting in the living room talking when my phone rings. All I could think was who the hell would be awake at this hour.

"Hello?"

"Hey Y/N, it's Melissa."

"Hey Mel, what's up?"

"Our building has been tented. Someone's apartment was infested with roaches and they kicked us out."

"For how long?"

"A week."

"Well that's just perfect."

"I just thought I'd let you know. I didn't see you come out of the building so I wanted you to know so you aren't blind sided."

"Thanks Melissa, have a goodnight." I hung up my phone and groaned.

"What's wrong?"

"My apartment building is being fumigated. I'm out for a week."

"Do you need a place to stay tonight?"

"That'd be great." I said and he led me to a spare room. "Do you have anything I could wear to bed?"

"I have an old tee shirt you could use."

"That'd be great. Thank you." He walked to his room but was back a minute later.

"It might be big on you."

"Might be? Luke, you're at least a foot taller than me, this will be a dress on me, but thank you. I appreciate it."

"Goodnight Y/N."

"Goodnight Luke." I said and he returned to his room. I changed out of my clothes and into his and I couldn't help but be thankful that Robert was an asshole on our date, cause I was starting to like Luke a whole lot more. I inhaled the scent of his shirt and fell asleep surrounded by him and I don't think I've ever slept better.

When I woke up, I dragged myself out of bed and into the kitchen. I was vaguely aware of where I was but I didn't want to do anything until I had my coffee. I walked into the kitchen where I was greeted by five sets of eyes. I stopped dead in my tracks, looked down at what I was wearing, and immediately felt super embarrassed.

"Who are you?" the one who looked as though he might be from some sort of Asian descent said.

"My name is Y/N."

"How did you get in here?"' Another one asked this time it was the one with white blonde hair that looked like it might have been damaged from what I could only imagine was excess bleach.

"Down Mike. I brought her here last night." Luke said and they all snapped their heads towards him.

"Why?" The girl by the white blondes side questioned

"We went out to dinner after my game, she brought me home, she got a phone call saying her apartment was being fumigated and she needed a place to stay. I have more than enough room. So I offered." He paused “Y/N this is Michael,” the white blonde “his fiance Crystal,” the girl “Calum,” asian “ and Ashton.” the only one that hadn’t spoken yet.

"It's nice to meet you. I'm gonna go change, because I feel super awkward standing here like this." I said and they all laughed. I ran upstairs, put on my clothes from last night, and went back downstairs where there was a cup of coffee waiting for me. I looked at Luke and he just smiled at me.

"So, I was thinking. I have enough room here, and since you're out for a week, why don't you just stay here until your apartment is cleaned."

"Luke, I couldn't ask you to do that. I can find a hotel that I can stay at."

"That's going to cost a fortune. I'm offering a free stay."

"Trust me, I have a fortune. I could buy a hotel and not leave a dent, I don't want to put you out."

"You're rich?" Calum said with a shocked expression.

"I wouldn't say rich. It's called a guilty father who missed out on 20 years of my life and thinks money is an apology." I said and my phone rang. "Speak of the devil." I said as my father's name appeared on my phone. "Hello Y/F/N."

"Y/N, is that anyway to speak to your father?"

"I wouldn't know. When you find him, can you ask?"

"Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N."

" What do you want?"

"I'm in LA on business and I'd love to catch some dinner."

"What are you playing at?" I said as I put my phone on speaker.

"Can't I have a nice dinner with my daughter?"

"It's always business for you Y/F/N. Doesn't matter if I'm your daughter or not. Why do you want to have dinner?"

"Your mother tells me you aren't married yet." He says and I just groan, everyone is looking at me, wondering what the hell is going on.

"You say that like I'm a 50 year old woman with 18 cats."

"You're almost 30 Y/N."

"Dad, I'm 24. I still have time to get married."

"I have a wonderful client whose son is a Harvard grad who is the top lawyer at his firm. I'd like you to meet." I was about to protest when Luke stepped in.

"Hey babe. Are you ready to go?" He said loud enough for my father to hear.

"Y/N, who is that?" I looked at Luke and he just mouthed 'boyfriend' and I went with it.

"That's my boyfriend."

"Your mother never mentioned you had a boyfriend. Is it that not Robert she tried to set up a couple weeks ago?"

"No. It's someone else. Look, we have plans and I need to get ready."

"I expect to see you for dinner tomorrow night Y/N, and bring the boyfriend. I want to meet him." He hung up before I could answer.

"What the hell dude?!" Michael yelled at Luke before I could speak.

"What? She needed help."

"You just earned yourself a night with my father and me." I said and he laughed.

"It can't be that bad."

"That phone call was him being nice."

"He seems cold." Calum said.

"Well, he's a very rich and powerful man. That goes to your head. Well now I have to buy an outfit for dinner."

"Will it be fancy?" Crystal asked

"His favorite restaurant in LA is Nubo. Ever heard of it?"

"That's that fancy Japanese restaurant right?"

"Yea, plus my father is all about appearance. You don't look expensive, he doesn't give you the time of day."

"Better break out my Armani suit than." Luke says.

"You have one?"

"Yup. I only wear it for special occasions."

"Alright. I guess I'll see you when I get back." I said as I hopped off the bar stool.

"Can I come with you?" I heard Crystal say from behind me.

"Sure." She squealed and got her shoes on and grabbed my hand and ran out the door.

We had been shopping for nearly 4 hours, as I still hadn't found a dress that was expensive enough for my father's taste. Finally, we were in Dolce and Gabbana and I think I found the perfect dress. It was a deep green that really complimented my eyes and hair. It had a cap sleeve and it fitted my body perfectly. It came down to about mid thigh, and the back was cut out. When I looked in the mirror I just knew it was the dress. When I walked out Crystal was floored.

"That is totally the dress you need to buy."

"It's amazing right?"

"It looks like it was made for you to wear. And Luke will go crazy." I was about to say something but she cut me off. "And I know what you're going to say, but he likes you. He doesn't really help out people he doesn't care about." I nodded and looked at myself in the mirror secretly hoping she was right. "Alright, shoes!" She said.

After about an hour of trying shoes on I had decided on a pair of nude, pointed toe louboutin shoes. Even in these heels I'd still be significantly shorter than Luke. I finished my outfit out with a Kate Spade bag, and some gold jewelry, with a Michael Kors watch. Overall, this might be the most expensive outfit I've ever owned, but to please my father, you had to go all out. And hopefully this was enough to get him off my back.

When we got back Crystal and I were laughing and having a great time and when we walked into the living room the boys stopped what they were doing.

"You ladies have fun?" Ashton asked and it was the first time I heard him speak.

"Yea. Y/N got a sexy outfit, and she looks absolutely fabulous in it!"

"Well, at least I can use my father's money for something. Do you guys want dinner? I'll cook."

"You can cook?" Ashton asks and I'm slightly confused.

"Yea. Can you?"

"Luke microwaves eggs and we are on a tour bus most of the time. We survive mostly on take out."

"Well, prepare to have your minds blown. I make a really mean homemade pasta." I say as I walk upstairs to put my things away before heading to the kitchen to cook.

Luke POV:

"I don't know we're the hell you found her Luke but don't let her go. She's amazing." Crystal said and I couldn't help but agree.

"Trust me, I didn't plan on it after I saw her at the concert."

"You really like her don't you?" Calum asks and I couldn't help but smile.

"She's the first girl who I've been attracted to, that I haven't wanted to only see for one night in a long time. I want to get to know her."

"Plus she isn't after your money." Michael said and I couldn't help but laugh.

"That is very true. She isn't stuck up, and she isn't a bitch. She's sweet, and beautiful." The boys sucked in a breath and Crystal let out a small squeal. "What? Did I say something wrong?"

"I've never heard you call a girl beautiful. I've known you since you were 14, and in all these years I've known you, you've never used that word to describe anyone."

"I can't help it. She is beautiful. It's one of the only ways I can describe her."

"This is so exciting, I've always wanted a sister."

"Whoa there Michael. We've been on one date. And we just met last night. Way too soon to be discussing marriage, but I like her. I want to see where it goes." Crystal still looks completely over the moon happy, and I couldn't blame her, Y/N made me feel the same way too.

Dinner With Dad

Y/N POV:

I was getting ready for dinner with my dad and I was actually super nervous. But it had nothing to do with seeing my dad. I was nervous because I was going to be around Luke, and we were going to have to act like a couple. I mean I know Crystal told me the other day he liked me, but he made me nervous. He was handsome, successful, and intelligent, and that's pretty intimidating.

I had curled my hair to absolute perfection and I kept my makeup light. Some eye liner, some nude eye shadow and nude lipstick. I took one last look in the mirror and realized that I felt like I was staring at another person. I took a deep breath before I made my way downstairs. When I got to the bottom I saw Luke in his entirely black suit and if I wasn't holding onto the railing I might have collapsed.

"You look absolutely beautiful Y/N." He said and I couldn't help but blush.

"You look pretty amazing yourself." I said as I made my way over to him. "You ready to get this over with?" I said and he smiled.

"Let's go. And we're going to take my car." He said and I followed him into his garage. When I got there I shouldn't have been surprised that he owned a Porsche, but I was. It was a beautiful matte black, and I couldn't wait to ride in it.

"Alright, so I know this is going to be weird, considering my father thinks we're dating, but I promise, I'll buy you dinner for doing this for me." I said and he just smiled.

"I don't mind pretending to be your boyfriend, and you still owe me a date anyway." He said and I smiled. He reached over and held my hand, I guess he could tell I was nervous. We pulled up to the restaurant and walked in.

"Welcome to Nubo, do you have a reservation?" The hostess asked as she eyes up Luke

"Yes, it should be under Y/L/N."

"Right this way." She said as she led us over to the table. Luke grabbed my hand as we made our way to my dad, and when he looked up he looked pleased, which was new.

"Y/N." He said as he kissed my cheek.

"Father."

"Who is this?" He asked and before I could speak Luke did.

"Luke sir. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"I always liked that name. It's a strong one." We took a seat. "So Luke, what is it that you do for work?”

"I'm in a successful band called 5 Seconds of Summer sir."

"Really?"

"Yes. I play guitar and sing."

"How long have you been doing that?"

"For about 7 years now."

"So that would make you?"

"24."

"And how did you two meet?"

"We met at one of his concerts dad." I said trying to give Luke a break from the 20 questions. I smiled at Luke. He put his arm behind me, resting on the back of my chair as he rubbed a finger up and down my spin which caused me to shiver.

Dinner had been fairly nice actually. My father seemed to like Luke, which was a huge relief. Even though we weren't actually dating, this was enough to get him off my back, and potentially start a relationship with Luke. We had said goodbye to my father and got into Luke's car.

"So Luke, did you have a good time?"

"Yea. Your dad wasn't too bad. I was expecting much worse."

"Tonight was a rare night for him. I think he likes you."

"That's what I was going for." he pauses for a second "You know what's hot?" He said and I shook my head. "You in that dress. Seriously, you look sexy as hell tonight." He said and I couldn't help but blush.

"Thank you." I said and he just smiled at me. The rest of the car ride home was spent laughing, and joking all while he was holding my hand. Everything felt natural.

When we got back to his place he walked me to my room and we both lingered for a little. He looked at me, and his eyes flickered down to my lips, and before I could stop myself I pushed myself even further up on my toes and brought his head down and captured his lips with mine and I thought that I might die if I never kissed him again. It lasted for a couple minutes before we broke apart. I couldn't keep my smile off of my lips, and he looked pretty happy as well.

"I really like to do that." He said, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"I like it too." He leaned down and kissed my lips again.

"I'll see you in the morning, Y/N."

"Goodnight Luke." He kissed me one last time before he retreated back to his room. When I walked into the guest room, I leaned against the door and just remembered that kiss and how addicting it is.

When I walked downstairs the next morning, only Crystal was there.

"Good morning." I said as I yawned.

"Morning Y/N."

"Where's the boys?" I asked and Crystal smiled at me.

"He told me to give this to you this morning." she said and handed me a note.

'Hey Y/N, I'm sorry I wasn't there this morning but I have a concert tonight, and I was wondering if you'd like to see me play? There is an extra ticket, and backstage pass. If you decide to come, can't wait to see you. Luke'

I couldn't help but smile. I had to go to work today, but I realized that I didn't have any of my work clothes so I asked Crystal to borrow some clothes. It took some time, but I finally found an acceptable length dress that was a deep purple, and I put my hair up into a sock bun, and I wore my new shoes that I wore last night.

I practically ran out of the house because I had to be at work soon and I had no idea how long it would take me to get there from here.

Work was boring. I loved what I did. I was an editor at a publishing company, and I really enjoyed being able to look at amazing work all day, but today was a slow day. I was in my office doing some paperwork when I realized that I was almost 5, and the concert was starting soon. I shot out of my seat and ran to my car. It didn't take me long to get to the arena and when I went to hand my ticket to the man, Ben was standing on the other side with a smile on his face.

"Y/N I was beginning to wonder if you were going to show." He said and he gestured for me to follow him.

"I lost track of the time. I had a really boring day at work, and started doing all the paperwork I've been avoiding and when I checked the time, it was so late."

"What do you do for work?" He asked as he was leading me backstage.

"I'm an editor."

"That sounds interesting."

"It can be. I love reading and books, so being around such masterpieces all day makes me really happy." He said as he showed me to my seat.

"I hope you enjoy the concert Y/N."

"Thank you Ben" He smiled and made his way back up front. The minute Ben left the door opened and Luke popped his head out beckoning me in.

Two Years later

It was the third song into 5 seconds of Summers set, and the kiss cam was going around again. Luke came over to where I was standing in the wings singing. He grabbed my hand and pulled me on stage. Ashton, Calum and Michael continue playing but it almost sounds softer. Luke stops singing

“Y/N Y/L/N, you are the love of my life and you make me a better person. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?” tears well up in my eyes I nod my head

“Yes Luke Hemmings I will marry you.”

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ahsoka-is-bae · 4 years

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“That’s why he’s the ARC Trooper.”

Rex is so proud of Fives and so am I <3 <3 <3

#sw #tcw #star wars #The Clone Wars #rex #ct 7567 #Captain Rex #Arc 5555 #arc 27-5555 #ct 27-5555 #fivesauce #Arc Trooper Fives #Anakin Skywalker

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5-seconds-of-asses · 4 years

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sky > ashton irwin

Title: sky

Pairings: Ashton Irwin x Original Female Character, Calum Hood x Original Female Character

Warnings: Mentions of past suicide attempt, mentions of past self harm, drug use, addiction and withdrawal, depressed and anxious characters, description of rape (not graphic though), description of violence and domestic violence (also not graphic)

Summary: in which esmeralda foster and her group of troubled friends relearn the joys of life by moving across the globe. or in which ashton irwin discovers that he and esme are two halves of one heart - but maybe he has given her just a little too much of himself.

A/N: Hello everyone. This is gonna be my first novel length fanfiction on here. It’s gonna be pretty heavy, but I promise it gets better as the story progresses. If I forgot anything in the warnings, please tell me so I can add it, and if anything bothers you, my inbox is always open! :) The story is mainly about Ashton and Esme, but all the boys have chapters from their own perspective, and so does Luke’s sister, Jane. I love love love 5sos and I’m at a loss for mutuals who also do, so leave me a message if you wanna talk about these guys. Enjooooy and please give me feedback ♥

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prologue

“It’s okay. Remember, the sky is crying”

There was a short silence before Ashton could answer through his tears. His breathing was unsteady and his eyes were glassy, but when he finally spoke, his voice was steady.

“Who is it crying about?”

“Us”

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A long time ago, when things were just getting started, Esme was struggling. Her best friend had recently gotten the diagnosis of depression and a severe anxiety disorder after trying to kill himself. The whole thing had caused a trauma that sent him into awful panic attacks every time he heard rain or worse, a thunderstorm. Although he seemed to be getting better, Esme saw his pain, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.

The illness was driving them apart. She could feel Ashton floating away from her, slipping through her fingers like sand. And she was scared; not just for their friendship, but for him. Ashton was going to a dark place, and she could neither stop him nor follow him.

But on a stormy day in October, Esme found a way back in, a way back to him. It was early evening, and the clear sky had only just given way to rain, when she got a panicked call from Anne, Ashton’s mother. She couldn’t form a coherent sentence, but the words “Ashton” and “panic attack” were enough for Esme to hang up and rush out into the rain.

The Irwin’s only lived a few houses down, and the moment Esme could see their house, she could see Ashton. He was on the ground, a few feet from the Irwin estate. His hands were on his ears, and although it could have been the rain, she was sure that he was crying.

As she neared the 15-year-old boy, Esme could see how much he was shaking, that he was gasping for breath. Anne and Logan were standing close, calling things out to their son, desperately trying to help him. When Anne’s eyes found Esme, she was begging for her to help.

Esme’s eyes wandered toward the Irwin’s front door, where she could see Harry’s small frame watching the scene. Ashton’s little brother was only 5 years old, but he had noticed that there was something wrong with his brother.

“Anne, Logan”, she called out, “go take Harry inside. He shouldn’t see Ashton like this”

Anne looked at Esme for a very long second, before nodding, seemingly relieved that someone was telling her what to do. Although Anne had always meant well and did her best to look out for her children, she was incredibly overwhelmed, especially since Ashton had gotten so sick. With Logan working fulltime, Anne was alone with the boys a lot, and the couple was often struggling to find the right way to help them.

Ashton’s parents left and Esme took an incredibly deep breath before stepping toward her best friend. She didn’t know what to do at first. If she should touch him, if he could even hear her.

“Ashton”, she finally tried, and after a moment once again, “Ash”

Ashton didn’t react. The rain by now had flattened his curly hair to his forehead, and his shirt was sticking to his upper body. Esme took another step toward him and then decided to sit down.

“Ash, I need you to listen to my voice, okay?” No reaction.

“I know you’re scared. But if you just listen to me instead of the rain, and if you just take deep breaths, I can tell you a story”, for the first time since Esme had arrived, Ashton showed any sign at all that he was aware of her presence. He took his hands from his ears.

Esme’s heart skipped a beat and she scrambled for words, not wanting to fail him. When she started talking, it felt like the rain around them quieted down, and she knew that Ashton was listening, even though he wouldn’t look at her.

“A long time ago, before any humans walked the earth, the sky had a soul and a body, and it occupied the earth. It was gentle and loving, and all other souls that met the sky, however small, were enchanted by it.

For a long time, the sky was happy by itself. But centuries passed and it started feeling lonely. Until it found a companion in the sea, and for a long time they are happy with one another. That is, until both sky and sea decided that the earth should be graced with more life, that more souls should get to enjoy its beauty. And they gave up their places to allow humans to see the world.

And still, even today, they are watching us. They enjoy our happiness and feel our pain, and when it is raining, it means that the sky is crying”

Esme took a deep breath and finally dared to touch Ashton’s hand. And for the first time he looked up. Esme’s heart contracted at the sight of him. His formerly bright, hazel eyes were now glassy, exhausted and he didn’t look as young as 15.

“It’s crying?”, Ashton asked, in a voice so small she could barely hear it. Esme just nodded, smiling softly. “What is it crying about?”

“Well, the sky and the sea, when they gave up their life on earth, they also gave up being together. They did it because they had their own lifetime of happiness, and they knew by letting go, they could give this happiness to others.

And so, when they see that us humans, who they wanted to give their happiness to, are suffering, they start crying. That means right now, the sky is crying about you, Ash”

Ashton’s eyes were still filled with tears when he reached out. He softly touched Esme’s cheek, and suddenly she realized that she had been crying, too.

“Us”, Ashton corrected, “The sky is crying about us, then.”

Esme smiled and nodded. “Us”

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breakingtanaka · 4 years

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Going to No Shame Tour? Read this post (and please reblog)!

Hello! So I know I’ve made quite a few posts about this already, but I figured I would go ahead and make another one since we are getting closer to tour.

My name is Carly, and I’m a 17-year-old disabled 5SOS fan. Though I am able enough to enjoy pits at gigs, I know that some fans are not, which is why I have been working on this project for nearly two years now.

Known as #DisabledSOS, my project started way back in 2016 when a group of disabled fans, including myself, started a hashtag of the same name that trended in both the UK and the US. Once I began to see projects being created for MYT, I decided to bring it back, and have done everything from lighting venues up with blue lights to giving the boys a book full of stories.

Now that a new tour has been announced, I have already begun to plan projects for the shows to emphasize the fact that there is no shame in being disabled, and that us disabled and chronically ill fans matter as well, even if we can’t make it to shows. I want those who are unable to go to have something to let them know that they are loved and supported.

Of course, to achieve a blue light spectacular at a show, we have to have people that are willing to pitch in, which is why I’m calling on 5SOS Tumblr to spread the word. Every little repost helps, so please, even if you’re unable to help at a show, please take a moment to share!

If you do decide to become involved, we may ask you to print out sheets of squares to hold over phone flashlights, as well as to pass these out before the show and a few other things. There’s also plenty of online things you can do as well; don’t hesitate to ask!

If you would like more information before making your decision, here’s our blog (which contains links to mostly everything else), and the official project post on Twitter.

Please don’t be scared to reach out to me if you want to get hands-on with this at your show, or if you just have questions! Everyone is welcome; you don’t have to be disabled to help or participate.

Thank you!

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ijustdontlikepeople · 1 year

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💕saw the dimples first then I heard the accent 💕

#5sos #annies edits #5 seconds of summer #luke hemmings #5sosedit #5sosfam #ashton irwin #dimples #fivesauce #five seconds of summer #editsos #afi #lrh

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allxoverxme · 4 years

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You know you are my favorite fantasy A fatal love song Waterfall is overflowin' You're the only one who makes me Every time we I'll tell you what I like My wildflower

#luke hemmings #5sos #five seconds of summer #fivesauce #pretty boy is pretty #wildflower lyrics #blue eyes

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fullwets · 2 years

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rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it!

thanks to @ultrasofts for the tag lmao i’m. there’s too fucking many WIPs here and full disclosure like 6 of these aren’t f1 and probably another ~6 are only vaguely tangentially related to f1 so. go crazy i guess 💀:

after laughter

bat but lol

black hood

concrete skies*

fivesauce ed. 2143

FOUR*

google drive is where ideas go to DIE

Il Mio Regno (Il Tuo, Il Nostro)

KIMBERLITE

KING LANDO*

like a heartbeat

magical realism uhhh*