5sos Fic Exchange - Summer 2022
We had 14 wonderful fics created for this round of our biannual exchange! There’s a collection on AO3 that can be found here, and tumblr posts are linked in this masterlist! Remember to show the author some love if you read by leaving kudos, comments, and reblogging their post!
Lacuna - 27k, E, Cake, written by @ashtcnirwin for @crossedwiress
So Luke doesn’t mind having Ashton in his life.
He really enjoys it, actually.
What he has yet to find a reason for enjoying, however, is the fact that if he’s invited to third wheel Michael and Ashton, Calum is usually invited as well.
In which Luke needs a place to live, Calum needs a roommate, and they don’t exactly dislike each other, they just don’t exactly like each other either.
Take My Paw - 13k, T, Malum, written by @youngsingingheart for @jbhmalumm
A kitten and a puppy meet in a place full of other kittens and puppies.
i’ll be patient despite our racing hearts - 5k, T, Mashton, written by @calumsclifford for @lukemichaelcalumashton
The thing is, Michael and Ashton aren’t not friends. They do things that friends do. They enjoy each other’s company. They have the same taste in music. They have good talks. “You can be friends with your boyfriend, Michael,” Calum says, exasperated.
or, Michael and Ashton are accidentally fake dating
take my hand (now and forever) - 2k, T, Mashton, written by @jbhmalumm for @calumsclifford
It doesn’t take him long to find Ashton. He’s sitting along the stream, toes dipping in the calm water. The moon casts a light so gentle over his profile that Michael’s breath almost catches in his chest. They’re a long way from the time they fell in love, but in moments like these, when it’s the middle of the night and Ashton’s features and whole demeanour radiate youth and innocence, it feels like the first time Michael looked at him and realised he hadn’t thought of him as a friend in a long time.
or: mashton, camping, and late night talking
since we can’t hook up tonight - 5k, E, Lashton, written by @lifewasradical for @killmytimes
As much as he may nearly count down the hours until he gets to speak to Luke again, that doesn’t mean that Luke is doing the same for him. Now that Luke is off touring and seeing new people and amazing sights, maybe he’s forgetting about the people waiting at home for him.
Maybe he’s forgetting Ashton is waiting at home for him.
But Ashton reminds himself again that just because he’s a hopeless fool for Luke doesn’t mean that Luke feels the same about him. Quite the opposite, honestly, because he knows that Luke doesn’t feels the same about him, or they wouldn’t be in this position right now, friends with benefits instead of more.
Daydreams - 6k, T, Mashton, written by @daydadahlias for @babush-cat
It’s not Michael’s fault the owner of Fletcher’s Flowers is so good-looking. And no one—Luke—should be able to blame him for wanting to come to the shop and admire the pretty buff man with large delicate hands as he assembles bouquets or pets his cat.
you erode all my edges (and make me into love) - 4k, T, OT4, written by @bandsanitizer for @daydadahlias
For all the people Ashton has loved, it never quite crossed his mind how differently love exists. That sure, somewhere within the love between friends and family, romantic partners and the kind of love you extend to random people that come through your life, Ashton definitely put together that not all feelings of love are the same.
But when it comes to loving Michael, Calum, and Luke, Ashton has found that it’s not quite as simple as clearly-cut categories between labels on relationships. He might even consider it wrong to confine the feelings he has for them—in both degree and complexity—into something as simple as just romantic infatuation or as cut-and-paste as seeing himself with them for the rest of his life. Ashton definitely does, don’t get him wrong, but for all the love he’s experienced and given, it’s strange to come to an awareness that even when you think love is the same—even when you might even want it to be—it’s not.
That, to Ashton at least, it’s less of differences in relationships and more of differences in people that we love, that inspire us to love differently.
Off-stage - 6k, T, OT4, written by @lukemichaelcalumashton for @bandsanitizer
“So we’re kissing each other on stage now?” Ashton asks while they sit around eating their dinner after the show.
Luke chokes audibly on his California Spring roll, forcing Michael to give him a few thumps on his back. With watery eyes, he glances at Calum, sitting across from him and finds him grinning back smugly. Neither of them say anything. It’s Michael who says, “yeah, what was that about?” looking directly at Calum who shrugs nonchalantly.
“Dunno, I just felt like doing it,” he says, leaning back on his palms, still looking at Luke. “Luke doesn’t mind, do you, Luke?”
The truth is Luke does mind. He minds a lot. Not because he doesn’t like it, but because it messes with his head--leaves him feeling a little floaty and distracted.
Or 3 times the boys kiss Luke on stage + 1 time Luke kisses them all off stage.
in your ocean, i’m sinking - 11k, T, Cake, written by @crossedwiress for @4thbrighteststar
Luke’s eyes are a little too bright when you look into them for too long. It would be easy to fall into them.
Calum wonders whether it would be more like hovering in a lovely blue sky, sunrays warming his face and very soul, or perhaps maybe drowning in a chilling ocean, cold waves enveloping his body.
A part of him, a reckless part of him, is willing to fall if only for the glimmering hope that it would be the former.
In which Calum and Luke go on a road trip to New York, featuring: pining, bad jokes, and far more coffee than is advised.
there’s no need to run and hide (when the world leaves a scar) - 10k, T, Lashton, written by @jurassicworjd for @lifewasradical
Luke is a new intern, and he gets along with pretty much everyone he works with. Well, everyone except for Ashton Irwin. Ashton is cold, and doesn’t give him the time of day. Certain events keep on bringing the two together whether they like it or not, and eventually, Luke finds out why Ashton is so cold.
i wanna tell you so (how to hold my heart) - 25k, T, Mashton, written by @babush-cat for @igarbagecannoteven
Ashton turns to greet him, faded red hair swishing gracefully with the motion until the gentle waves settle and frame his face, all sunny grin and perfect dimples and sparkling hazel eyes and Michael hates Calum he hates him so much.
“Oh hey, it’s my favorite customer!” he says with his stupid cute voice constantly sounding on the verge of laughter and happiness and sunshine.
Michael hopes his face isn’t as red as it feels, averts his eyes to shield them from the powerful glow Ashton always seems to emanate, “You say that to all your customers.”
Michael is a programmer by day, a vigilante’s guy in the chair by night, and a full-time admirer of the cute barista down at the coffee shop he frequents, and sometimes he wonders if everyone around him is way too dramatic or if he’s missing something.
or, this technically still counts as a coffee shop au
burnt eggs & broken promises - 5k, G, Lashton, written by @igarbagecannoteven for @jurassicworjd
“…So after a month or two of getting hounded by people, I may or may not have invented a fictional boyfriend.”
Luke glanced up at Ashton with worried blue eyes, as if he was expecting to be berated for lying. Instead, Ashton shrugged. “I can see why.”
or,
Ashton’s always found his roommate, Luke, nothing but aggravating, but when they make a deal where Ashton has to pretend to be Luke’s boyfriend for a night, his opinion starts to shift slightly…
i don’t wanna dive too deep or i’m never comin’ back - 22k, E, Lashton, written by @killmytimes for @ashtcnirwin
luke goes to the gym for the first time and unexpectedly meets the most beautiful boy he’s ever seen.
true love in 3D - 16k, M, Muke, written by @4thbrighteststar for @youngsingingheart
Michael turns around, too, and he swears it’s like something out of a romcom. Luke Hemmings turns out to be a gorgeous 6′2 man with eyes so blue and the fluffiest blond curls he’s ever seen. Michael feels his heart rate bump up, up, up, faster, faster, faster, and his mouth goes dry and his eyes probably widen a little too much, but he barely registers the nerves. Instead, his brain takes note of exactly three things: the massive violet bush against his back that threatens to swallow him if he swoons, the smell of the rum that Jack is holding next to him, and the single clear thought his head will allow right now - this summer just got a lot more interesting.
A muke cate’s brother songfic.
Thank you to all of our participants for your amazing fics!
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