#<-i'm not making this up. idk if it has anything to do with calum or just the brand is getting popular but. it's a legit thing

[edge-oftheworld]

I feel like over the last couple years calum's been just building up this 'fuck you' to beauty standards and fashion and just. repeating the same 3 comfy outfits that were never meant to be flattering and i know this means we're missing out on seeing him in flattering clothes but I do have to say. I support his cause and commitment

[bucky-boychik-barnes]

For Cal and Oz, pleaseeee

🧠 - What do you like most about the OC?

💀 - Does your OC have any phobias?

🎹 - Do they have any hobbies?

and making up my own question: What do your OC's look like? Like if you were to make a moodboard or a pinterest collage or like face claim or something what would it look like?

🧠 -I like everything about Calum and Oz akdbsja, how they were best friends as kids and chose each other as partners when they got older, and how much they love and cherish and take care of each other, and how Oz is dramatic and Calum so indulging of him. Also I can live vicariously through them by writing all their fancy things and vacations.

💀 - Oz is terrified of snakes and spiders. Calum's baby sister is better at dealing with spiders than Oz is. Being in Ireland, you would think the snake thing would not be an issue - except for the lost pet snake in the recently bought used car ordeal. And then their son Doyle develops an interest in herpetology, and he is not going to discourage his kids' interests.

I don't know of any phobias Calum has, but I feel like he handles fear the exact same way he handles being sick - by ignoring it completely until forced by others. (Idk if you ever saw Brooklyn 99, but Rosa's, "I'm not sick, my healthy body is just exhibiting cold symptoms," is extremely Calum.) So there isn't anything to be afraid of because he will Handle It, just like he Handles Everything.

🎹 - Oz loves to work on cars (Both his and the kids PowerWheels, vroom vroom) and play video games (Luigi is his main and Luigi's Mansion is his favorite), and he has a stack of romance novels from the library he keeps in rotation. He is delighted that lately so many of them have been queer romance.

Calum likes doing metalwork, like making rings and necklaces and other jewelry, as well as woodwork, both whittling and bigger pieces. He plays video games with Oz, but I don't know if it is a hobby for him. He knows how to play piano and enjoys working out. But his favorite hobby is spoiling Oz like the giant princess he is.

And for your extra questions 🥰

Oz's face claim is Colin Farrell, with the same hair and eye color. Oz is 6'5" and has strong arms and shoulders, but is somewhat jiggly around his stomach and thighs and everywhere else. (It drives Calum feral, a little.)

Calum's face claim is Sebastian Stan, with green eyes. He's a little over six foot tall, and has the same build as this mirror selfie SebStan took (Oz wasn't okay that day.)

Also, am I going to make moodboards now? If I can find queer enough stock photos.

[calumhoodgoss]

re: arzaylea accusing the friend group of racism or whatever, just reminded me of a phenomenon that I feel like you kinda have to live to understand but as a fellow aussie you'll probably get more than most: and it's that sydneysiders are fucking bullies

and i mean like insults being the norm, in ways that comes out to look like, for example, far worse racism than what actually happens, and there's a lot of lateral racism especially coming from poc but also that weird comradery of living in the same area too. same way in which queer and neurodivergent folk i grew up with use the worst slurs against both those groups but then are also out there tryna help it get better. idk, that's just what I grew up with and my area wasn't too dissimilar demographically from where they were, working class areas with people with a lot of generational baggage all trying to interact together. and if anyone wouldn't get it it's if you grew up a poc in the usa where conversations about activism happened a lot earlier and are a lot more performative, and from a rich family. like obv we haven't really been taking seriously anything she's said in that era (which on principle I hate treating anyone this way btw, but i'm also protective of luke and sometimes it's just not the time to pick apart everyone) and sometimes it's best to just move on from it all

but in case it does come up, I know this (what I've described above) isn't really the image they put out but 7-9 years ago they were a lot fresher out of oz and you can tell by the way they used to interact with each other. and i feel like i'm always defending the boys and yes there's always gonna be areas they're not exactly role models in but i've seen far too many 'racism' allegations that pick apart wordings of things said by them and their circle rather than look at the bigger picture culturally, and how we all come from a background of racism we're trying to unlearn collectively (which I feel like aussies get rn as we scramble to understand Indigenous rights and reconciliation) and then there's also the fact that no one ever acknowledges the fact calum's half Maori and it would impact him and his experience with all things colonialism and race. and they all do care about him, they care about sierra too--rant's almost over but i just wish we had better conversations about how to actually unlearn racism together rather than just accusing each other of being racist when it's like, no one's completely innocent but the only way things are ever gonna get better is if we all do the work as part of a movement and stop picking each other apart (especially in culturally insensitive ways) and infighting. anyway. disgruntled aussie I guess. i'll get back to real life activism and leave arzaylea alone

very interesting concept. i definitely agree to a certain extent that the cultural difference between American and Australian humour could not be bigger. i feel like over here (particularlyin middle to lower class groups), there is a general understanding between friends that things we say as jokes are not our true feelings on the matter. rather, we discern whether someone respects us through their actions and tone. we very much have a culture where everyone is on the chopping block, no matter what culture or hardship you have

i can totally understand though that these are not the same underlying nuances in America. and the boys not having known that could have said or done things that caused actual harm to people. was that their intent? probably not, but the result is what matters. i have no idea how those situations were handled or how those conversations went; but the least we can expect from them is that if they said something insensitive theyd own up to it and make a conscious effort not to make the same mistake again

yes its a cultural difference for sure, but it doesnt completely absolve them

i dont know the full situation and as you mentioned, arz has been widely accepted as an unreliable source. so who knows how they truly act and what their real attitudes are, but this is an interesting take and worth mulling over for sure

[clumsyclifford]

for the prompt list i hope it's ok to do a combo bc 70 & 85? 👀 (idk why the text is weird i think it's bc i had to copy paste the emoji since i'm on desktop skjfkdjs) anyways it's for whatever pairing you think works best :) -megs <3

omg yes a combo! aka challenge mode. my favourite :) ALSO! i took advantage of this open-ended prompt to write ! my very first ! cashton prompt fic ! this is so exciting i love it here. finally completing the set thank you for allowing me this moment

read on ao3

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Calum treks into Ashton’s room around midnight. The light from the hallway spills into the room until Calum pulls the door shut behind him, probably worried about waking Ashton. Considerate of him, but unnecessary.

“I’m not asleep,” Ashton says.

Calum exhales. “You’re telling me you went to bed an hour ago and you’re still awake?”

“I was reading for a bit,” Ashton says. “I’ve only just moved to the falling-asleep stage. And obviously I have not yet been successful.”

Calum hums an acknowledgment. “Do you, um…can I…”

“Yeah, always,” Ashton says, shifting onto his back to watch Calum. “You don’t have to ask, Cal. I’ve already told you it doesn’t bother me.”

“But you don’t like sharing with Luke or Michael,” Calum says quietly. “I don’t know, I’m just making sure.”

Ashton is grateful for the dark room to hide his blush. “Yeah, but I don’t mind if it’s you.”

They both know it’s different, but neither one will be the first to admit it. This is how they communicate for now, in shared sheets and heavy implications, never saying what they mean, trusting the other person will get it anyway.  

“Okay,” Calum says. “If you’re sure.”

“Next time you ask me I’m just going to ignore you,” Ashton says as Calum pads his way over to the bed. 

“You’re a monster,” Calum says. “You put me in an awkward position here. If you ever wanted to come sleep in my bed you’d probably feel awkward too.”

Ashton purses his lips. “Well, that’s what you get for always going to sleep after me.”

“Mhm,” Calum hums, too knowingly for Ashton’s liking.

“But to be fair, I’ve never asked you if I could sleep with you. Whereas you’ve asked me many times, and I’ve said yes every single time.”

“Still,” Calum says, crawling under the covers and propping himself up on his elbow. It’s hard to see him through the darkness, but Ashton can feel Calum’s eyes carefully trained on his face, maybe seeking his eyes. 

“You want to sleep in your bed?” Ashton asks, raising his eyebrows.

“No!”

“I mean both of us.” Ashton’s face flushes. “I’m just asking, like, would you prefer that. If you didn’t have to feel awkward asking me.”

“No,” Calum says. “Honestly, no. I don’t mind asking. Anyway, I like that you keep saying yes.”

He’s smiling. So is Ashton. 

“Alright,” says Ashton, shaking his head a bit. “Come on. It’s late.”

“It’s really not that late,” Calum says. “Mike’s still up.”

“That’s the worst argument for it not being late. Michael is up until three in the morning.”

“Luke might still be up.”

“He most certainly is not.”

“You never know. Luke’s unpredictable. A wild card.”

Ashton laughs. As if Luke could ever be a wild card. As if he could ever be anything other than unwaveringly, consistently Luke, the biggest creature of habit Ashton’s ever met. Second only, maybe, to Ashton himself.

Calum pulls the covers up and snuggles up to Ashton, reservations gone. “Mm, you’re warm,” he mumbles.

“You are not,” Ashton says, tensing up. “Motherfucker, Calum Hood. Wear a jumper.”

“I’m not cold!” Calum presses his face into Ashton’s neck. 

“Not to you you’re not. Stop it!”

“Sorry,” Calum says, though he doesn’t sound sorry.

“I see how it is,” Ashton huffs, shifting to press closer to Calum, because whatever he says, a cold Calum is better than no Calum at all. “You just use me for my warmth. I’m the guy who keeps the bed warm.”

“Not true,” Calum says, pouting. “I like cuddling.”

“You never cuddle with Luke or Michael. Now I know why. They don’t go to bed early enough to be warm enough for you. I’m just your personal space heater.”

“First of all, Michael hogs the blankets, and he knows that’s why I don’t cuddle with him anymore.” Ashton laughs. “But anyway that’s not it at all. Stop fishing for compliments. You’re not a last resort. I never check their rooms.”

Maybe he’d been fishing a little bit, but the payoff is worth it. “Good,” Ashton says. Being pleased about that might say too much, but Calum has put himself on the line just saying it, so they can call it even.

“I thought we were sleeping now,” Calum says, slinging an arm over Ashton’s stomach. “Be quiet.”

“Don’t shush me in my own bed.”

“Be quieeeet,” Calum sings in a hushed voice. “It’s time to sleeeeeeep.”

“I’ll kick you out.”

“No you won’t.” Calum hums, a quiet, contented noise, and Ashton can feel his smile against his collarbone before Calum turns his head. Ashton stretches out his arm, forcing Calum to lift up his head for a moment before returning it to rest on Ashton’s bicep, cheek pressed against Ashton’s shoulder. Ashton feels warmer than before. He wonders if Calum can feel that on him. If Calum feels that too.

“What were you reading?”

“I thought you wanted to sleep,” Ashton says wryly. 

“I changed my mind. I want to talk.”

“You just want me to talk.”

“Okay, same thing. I fall asleep faster when you talk.” Calum shrugs a shoulder, moving his hand to rest against Ashton’s chest. Through Ashton’s thin t-shirt he can feel the heat of Calum’s palm, the way his thumb moves just so to smooth out the fabric before settling.

At some point they’re going to have to address this. Ashton has a sneaking suspicion that if he doesn’t say something, nothing will ever happen. Calum feels awkward asking to sleep with Ashton despite the blanket permission Ashton has granted him repeatedly. There’s no way he’ll bring up something like this.

Dance around it? Sure. Like motherfucking Fred Astaire. But never face it head-on.

It’s on the tip of Ashton’s tongue to say something, say anything. Ask a point-blank question, maybe, like why do you only ever want to sleep in my bed?, or just say the truth. Confess how he feels and hope Calum is brave enough to do the same. Hope Calum feels the same. 

It’s late enough, and Ashton is tired enough, that he can’t see it backfiring. Maybe it would go well. Or at least maybe it wouldn’t go badly. Maybe Calum would smile and say me too, you idiot, I’ve been waiting for you to say something; maybe he’d pick up his head and give Ashton that cheeky smile Ashton’s come to expect from him, and maybe he’d kiss Ashton, taking the warmth off Ashton’s lips to keep for himself. 

Maybe he’d just sigh that happy sigh of his and say let’s talk about this in the morning, cuddling closer to let Ashton know that this isn’t a soft rejection, just a rain check for when they’re both more awake. Ashton could take that.

But as much as Ashton is sure there’s something here, he can’t bring himself to say it. It’s easy to be confident right up until he needs to be confident. 

(And it could always go wrong. It could. It could.)

“You calling me boring?” Ashton teases softly, but Calum just huffs an exhale.

“You know I’m not,” he whispers. “Please?”

Ashton brings his hand up to tangle into Calum’s hair, and Calum gives his happy sigh and cuddles closer, just as Ashton had hoped. “Okay,” Ashton murmurs. “Sure. Goodnight, Cal.”

“‘Night, Ash.”

Ashton smiles. They can talk about it another day. Tomorrow, maybe. “You wouldn’t like this book,” he starts. “It’s by an old white guy, and I know you hate those.” Calum breathes a quiet laugh. “Well, he’s not that old…”

Calum drifts off as Ashton describes the premise of his book, going slack in Ashton’s arms, breathing slow, and Ashton presses a kiss into his hair. 

One day he’ll do it when Calum is awake, but not today. There’s always tomorrow. 

[allsassnoclass]

what up what up what up! it's ya hoops boy comin at you hot from 1:20am in the education office, where i have recently polished off four cookies, three cheese sticks, half a sleeve of saltines, and a delicious cup of tea. i have an important question for you. picture this. it's me, you, peyton, and megs, and we bodyswap with the members of 5sos. now tell me (1) who would make the funniest set of bodyswaps and (2) what would you do when you woke up as whomever it is you think you'd swap with. and (3) what do you think the person would do when they woke up as YOU?

ruminate on this, it's a very serious question and i need a very serious answer. meanwhile i am gonna go to sleep, i guess, because my back hurts and i feel like laying down will probably fix that. fingers crossed my room isn't so humid anymore. i opened the windows so i'm praying that helped. OKAY I LOVE YOU GOODBYE! xoxo

yo doggy troy my hoops boy this is a very interesting question. i saw it last night and decided to sleep on it and still will likely be making up the answers right now

1. FUNNIEST???? well that's gotta be you swapping with ashton for sure. then i think i want to see peyton swap with luke, and...... idk megs with mike and me with cal? those two are probably interchangeable on the funniness scale

2. assuming that bodyswap means i'd land in calum's body in his house i 100% would pet duke. i'd snuggle that guy so much all day. i also would go through his phone just to see what's happening (hoping he has fingerprint or facial recognition because otherwise i wouldn't have his password) i wouldn't mess with anything or share any info i found but i'd be searching specifically for 5sos5 news for my own private satisfaction. i also would read through the band groupchat. then i would ask roy when he and michael lived together because i have no clue when that could've happened and it haunts me.

3. calum would accidentally scare my roommate because i assume he'd have a slight freak out and then. oh boy. then he'd be forced to go work at the arts center. have fun buddy. he'd probably get me fired. he knows nothing about theatre. he doesn't know my lines for the arts carnival. he can't block a musical. he might be semi-passable with the small children but he doesn't know any of their names so they'd get offended. yikes he'd also be able to go through my phone because i don't have a lock on it so hopefully he doesn't find anything even remotely fic related on there.

i hope you find my answers satisfactory. love you too i know you didn't go to sleep when you sent that but i hope you got good sleep anyway

[lostnfinding]

hi friend. yeah, you. its okay to have a bad day. here are some tips to get through rough hours

hey so i'm having a really bad night and i dont want anyone to feel the way i'm feeling so i thought id do this. its inspired by a post i cant find (if i do i will try to remeber to link it) and it has a few tips that work with me/ive heard worked with other people.

first of all here are some cute hedgehogs bc they always make me smile a bit

[these are not my photos btw]

now, on to a mug cookie recipe i saved. its not mine again, but its good

alright, now that you have seen cute animals and got yourself a nice snack, why dont you lay down in bed/on the sofa? make a blanket fort, a blanket nest, just anything that you'd like. if you have pets and they like affection, cuddling them might be a good comfort! its okay to stop making that report, watching that class, writing that essay or doing that chore. those things will be there in a couple hours. just focus on your mental health right now

you're okay. you see that blanket your under? its not going to let anything hurt you, you're safe with it. and your pet? it will protect you if it has to

some movies:

Cinderela: any version, everyone knows cinderela. its a nice, familiar story that has a happy ending. comforting :)

Snow White: same thing. familiar.

Lilo & Stitch: this movie is just really sweet i love it

Inside Out: it really helps me understand feelings and just comforts me for some reason

Kung Fu Panda: funny, lighthearted and with a good message

Big Hero 6: you can get a good cry out if you need it, and its really good

Coco: idk, it always calms me down

The Lion King: need i say more? its a classic and i love it

Matilda: who doesnt like it?

Mulan: everyone can be a hero, you just have to be yourself

Peter Pan/Finding Neverland: the Peter Pan everyone knows and its origins

Toy Story: it makes me feel less lonely idk i like it

Moana: t h e s o n g s. also, never give up on your dreams

Frozen: it turned into a classic and basically everyone knows it, and the songs/singers are amazing

heres a few bigger lists

and a few songs:

Welcome to Wonderland, by Anson Seabra

IDK you yet, by Alexander 23

Secret For The Mad, by dodie

Human, by dodie

Sick of Losing Soulmates, by dodie

Guiltless, by dodie

This, by Ed Sheeran

Autumn Leaves, by Ed Sheeran

Save Myself, by Ed Sheeran

Safe and Sound, by Taylor Swift

Never Grow Up, by Taylor Swift

Soon You'll Get Better, by Taylor Swift

All Too Well, by Taylor Swift

Demons, by Imagine Dragons

The Village, by Wrabel

She Used to Be Mine, by Sara Bareilles

She Will Be Loved, by Maroon 5

Memories, by Maroon 5

The Scientist, by Coldplay

Deep End, by Holly Humblestone

Feel Something, by Bea Miller

Young & Sad, by Noah Cyrus

Feel Bad, by Katelyn Tarver

Modern Loneliness, by Lauv

Someone You Loved, by Lewis Capaldi

Changed, by Catie Turner

Grow As We Go, by Ben Platt

Is it Just Me?, by Emily Burns

Hey There Delilah, by Plain White T's

You should be sad, by Halsey

Soldire, Poet, King, by The Oh Hellos

Let Yourself Down, by Hollie Col

i need to be alone, by Girl in Red

Hold on, by Chord Overstreet

Unsteady, by X Ambassadors

Skinny Love, by Bon Iver

The Few Things, by JP Saxe

Dancing on my Own, by Calum Scott

some more links with more songs

let yourself cry and breakdown. its okay, you are alowed to be vunerable

if youre feeling like hurting yourself, please dont. here are some hotlines from around the world for you. please dont do it.

feeling bad is normal. we are humans. humans feel like this sometimes, and its okay

i really hope you feel better soon friendo. remember that i love you and that you are worhy of happiness. you are good enough. things will get better, i promise. it may take a while, but you'll see you will be okay. just take a deep breath and get through this. i know you can do it. i believe in you

if you need anything, im here to talk

[igarbagecannoteven]

okay hello i have many questions, your wip look so fucking good!! please tell me about the following (i hope i didn't accidentally skip over an explanation for any of these)

last of the real ones malum museum (love the sound of the lashton one for this already btw)

gone off the razors edge

cause he's a cancer

horror trilogy

please tell me everything thank u -mimi

hi mimi i'm glad you think my wips look good 🥺 and of course i'd love to tell you everything :))

"last of the real ones malum museum" is something i started before i wrote if i bleed you'll be the last to know and while i'd really love to finish this one it'd be a little tricky what with the way i ended if i bleed but! i've been thinking and i ~may~ be able to make it work they just might have to argue a bit lol. basically calum has been really busy with fighting this new batch of supervillains and he's kinda avoiding talking to michael about it (for reasons i'm still polishing lol) and he starts going out during the day on weekends as well as his usual nighttime stuff. michael gets a little huffy about this and is like "well if he doesn't tell me everything he does i don't have to tell him everything i do" and decides to go to a museum on his own while calum's out fighting crime and then the museum gets attacked and michael sees calum in action for the first time. i think it'll be an interesting one to write and i'm excited to try to return to it once some of my other wips have stopped boiling over lol

"gone off the razor's edge" is uh. a fic for sure! it's done it's finished and it's the first major character death i've ever written and it is very much an "angst without a happy ending" fic. it's cashton ~and~ it's a oneshot superhero au (unrelated to all my other superhero aus lol) and uh yeah. idk what else to say about it so i'll give you a couple lines for funzies:

“You knew I might cause the apocalypse and you still decided to date me?” Calum’s voice rose several octaves as he spoke.

“What can I say, everybody makes bad choices.” Ashton offered up a trembling smile and Calum let out a noise somewhere between a laugh and a sob.

i talked a bit about "cause he's a cancer" here, so instead of repeating anything i'll just give you a little snippet! idk if this is going to stay in the final draft but it all depends on how the revision process plays out:

“Sorry Calum’s a dirty tea thief,” he said, mentally crossing his fingers that he’d gauged correctly and Ashton wasn’t in such a terrible mood that he couldn’t joke around.

Ashton let out a breathy laugh. “Ah, it’s alright. You’re not in charge of him.”

“Thank fuck for that.”

"horror trilogy" is something i'm vey excited for but also something i doubt is going to have much interaction bc it is neither a ship fic or a friendship fic! it's just calum all on his ownio (well. not on his own exactly. but that's where the horror comes in.) it's going to actually be a (very) short chapter fic with 3 "parts" and one interlude (which is exactly 100 words long bc i'm me) (only the interlude is 100 words the other parts are longer i just realized that may not have been clear lol) it's my first ever music video fic (each part is based on a music video, and no they aren't 5sos mvs but yes they're all by one artist) and it's proving to be pretty difficult but i think it'll be fun once it's done! there's been so much good horror in the 5sos fandom recently so i thought i'd try and contribute a little myself :))

ask me about my wips!

[calumcest]

you were so funny when you were 16! i just read the one based on the you belong with me video again and it's so cute and so funny. NOOO PLEASE DON'T DELETE THE 1950 FIC!! listen you can't please. you already didn't give us an end for the office and the train buddy au don't take the 1950 fic away too. this is wonderful news i mean i'm living for your writing and 100k of britpop drama will be soooooo great 😅 (1/5)

(2/5) omg 🙈😊 oh no i don't mind at all! technically i have to thank one direction for teaching me 😅 i mean i learnt the basics in school but i really didn't grasp the language until i started listening to one direction which led to more time on tumblr, watching interviews and reading fanfiction. then i started watching tv shows and reading all my books in english and that helped a lot as well and gave me like an overall understanding of the rules and stuff so i just go by what feels right

(3/5) i mean i haven't listened to a single english version of their songs so i can't really judge 😅 can't bring myself to do it they are like inherently german to me but i'm also shocked your friends even knew the song?? always shocked to find out german things are known somewhere else as well. you are correct this is like the only time cases managed to produce a very nice distinction bc in die nacht is so so so much better.

(4/5) omg you are right calum makes this so perfect with his football experience & michael as i think her name was vanessa fits as well.. she was kinda sassy and pretty badass if i remember it correctly. luke as nerv so everybody can be annoyed at him. idk who ashton could be.. honestly forgot everybody else.. atl as the rest of the team. can you tell i'm too invested in even just the idea of this au?

(5/5) oooh really? 😊 that'd be so great i love get together fics so much and the beginning of this one is so great 🙈 that's so understandable driving in the city is like the worst and most stressful thing ever 😅 very happy you didn't crash the car though! 💕 -spoiler twin

omg stop that one is so badly written it makes me CRINGE i cant believe u like it...we need to have words spoiler twin we really do. however i don’t want to get your hopes up but i have potentially maybe started another chapter of the train buddies au but i can’t be promising anything just was toying around with it a few weeks ago...

omg thats wild? thats so cool that u managed to learn it so perfectly through media like that damn your talent...i wish i could pick up other languages like that FRENCH i’m looking at u 

omg dont theyre so weird like why would you listen to him saying running through the monsoon beyond the world when you could scream ICH MUSS DURCH DEN MONSUUUUUUUUUN HINTER DIE WELLLLLLLT also it just sounds strange because you can clearly tell its not as comfortable? maybe its different now bc theyve lived in the states for so long but definitely in the early english stuff it doesn’t flow as nicely as the german stuff and also i love their german accents. theres one german song we had to listen to at a level which is uhh (google help me please) nur noch kurz die welt retten by tim bendzko and i genuinely LOVE the way he says ‘vierzig’ the only line i remember of that song is noch hundertachtundvierzig mails checken because i looooove the way he says vierzig like fürzig but yes! tokio hotel were actually quite well known in the uk at one point ages ago surprisingly ALSO on that topic theres a tv show called deutschland 83 that is big in the uk and loads of people love and its a german tv show but NOBODY in germany has ever heard of it???? its so fucking good i dont understand 

OMG YEAH...god you’re absolutely right and ashton can be calum/jimi blue’s brother who gets really aggy about everything luke as nerv is seriously just so accurate i love it so much he is the nerv of 5sos 

yoou’re CORRECT and everybody in london seems to think the highway code is like. optional. nobody follows any rules and it stresses me out 

[clumsyclifford]

2, 3, 6, 10, & 17 for the beginning of the year writer's asks! -megs 💙

hiya megs!!

2. Is there a fic you hope to finish this year? well i answered this here but i'll give you a different answer: this silly crack pairing fic i'm working on, i really need to get that finished. i know it WILL be finished this year, and soon, so it's less that i hope it'll be finished and more that i'm just looking forward to when it is.

3. Is there anything new you want to try with your writing? A new genre? Style of writing? one day ill write an epistolary fic and maybe that day will be in 2022. mm.......i think a nonlinear narrative is a SUPER interesting format/style of writing, not sure if i'm like...skilled enough to pull that off but it might be nice to try. yeah i don't know! i'm always sort of trying to do something new in a way, so. who knows.

6. Is there a trope you’re going to leave behind? oh man, i don't know. i don't want to say i'll leave fake dating behind but i might be reaching a point of struggling to write it because there's only so many ways i feel like i can write it before it's no longer convincing. plus fake dating fics are inherently longer which means more of a commitment. also i think i can pretty safely say i'm not gonna write another amnesia fic lmao i think one is enough

10. Do you have a goal for this year for your writing? Any word count? A genre you want to mark off? i believe my word count goal for the year is...250k? i think that's what i set it as at the start of the year. i'm actually having a strange experience this year that i haven't had since i started writing band/rpf fic, which is that i started writing fic in other fandoms again, and posting them to my other ao3 account. so when i look at my total word count at the end of the year i'm going to have to add it up from the two different accounts, which is gonna be weird. like i think if i only look at my bellawritess posted word count at the end of the year it might not be 250k but i'll still have written 250k in total in terms of time spent sitting down writing and posting fanfiction. it just won't all have been rpf. genuinely i am so tired right now i cannot tell if any of these sentences are making sense with each other or by themselves. i hope you know what i mean

ANYWAYYYY, apart from the word count, i'd like to post another chaptered fic! they're really fun to be posting and i miss that feeling so. motivation to finish summer camp au lmao.

17. Any AUs you want to try this year? answered this one here as well ! short answer: more fics with children. honestly maybe more fics with OCs in general? idk sometimes they can be fun to write. that's not an AU. okay well. oh well. omg wait. one more. okay i. probably won't actually write this cos itd require me to get a lot better at a few big things real quick, BUT.......i would love a queer eye crossover type thing. i just. i just think it'd be fun. entertaining. i am taking suggestions for who you think queer eye would be most likely to Fix. has to be calum or ashton right? anyway. that

writer asks (2022 edition)

[clumsyclifford]

hello my dearest so i'm unsure if you're taking requests right now and if you're not (or just don't feel like writing this) feel absolutely free to ignore this!! anyway i would really really love to read about a spiderman kiss happening in the spiderman au 👀 i have absolutely no excuse for requesting this kinda silly thing except that i love spiderman kisses as a prompt/trope (? idk what the correct term is) and also spiderman au so bye love you loads -fiancee

hello !!! this was an absolutely inspired prompt so i am glad i finally got round to writing it thank you. also thank you @cringeycake for the editing/con crit/validation

better tags/info on ao3 but this takes place shortly after the end of the malum spidey fic and it does have a gun in it for a sec, is that something that needs a tw? well anyway now you know

read it here on ao3

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Ashton and Calum are ten minutes from home when it starts to rain.

“Of course,” says Calum. Ashton quickly pockets his phone so it doesn’t get wet. “This is your fault.”

“How’s this my fault?”

“I don’t know, but it obviously is.” Calum’s just in a sour mood because Ashton had completely destroyed him in all three rounds of bowling. 

“Shut up,” Ashton says, rolling his eyes. The rain falls faster, cold and piercing through the thin fabric of Ashton’s t-shirt. It had been nice for most of the day, but it must have gotten overcast while they were inside. Predictably, neither of them had had the foresight to check the forecast.

“Whatever,” Ashton says. “A little rain never hurt anyone.”

“A lot of rain,” Calum says. It is a lot of rain now, coming down in buckets. Naturally the sky would choose this moment to open up. 

“A lot of rain never hurt anyone either,” Ashton points out. Which is not true, but they’re not going to catch hypothermia or anything. Probably. And it’s only ten minutes. Eight if they really get a move on. 

Calum sighs. Still, when Ashton glances over at him to make sure he’s not really upset, he can tell it’s all for show. After all, it’s only rain. A lot or a little, there’s only so much harm that comes from being soaking wet. They’re on their way back to Ashton’s anyway, where Ashton will be gracious enough to lend him the usual Green Day t-shirt and whatever hoodie Ashton himself isn’t wearing. 

They make nonsense conversation as they walk, both curled into themselves to keep warm. Apart from the occasional passing car, nobody is out and about in this weather, just the two of them in a slowly darkening neighborhood. Unease prickles at the back of Ashton’s neck. Or maybe that’s just the rain.

“Hey, you kids. Hey!”

Ashton and Calum spin around and see two figures approaching them through the downpour. The uneasy feeling returns full-force, this time accompanied by Ashton’s heart ramming against his chest as a spike of anxiety — or adrenaline? — courses through him. Next to him, Calum mutters, “Fuck, fuck, Ashton, he has a gun,” and Ashton realizes with growing panic that the bigger of the two does, in fact, have thick fingers curled around a gun.

“Stop walking,” the armed guy commands. Ashton really, really doesn’t want to, but he doesn’t think they have another choice. Something tells him flight won’t get them far, and trying to fight will just get them both shot.

They come to a halt as the figures come closer, crowding them into the alley they’ve stopped outside. Better place to die, Ashton’s horrible mind supplies. The armed guy holds up the gun and Ashton’s heart stops mid-pulse. He can’t seem to come up with any coherent thoughts, nothing that will get them out of this situation or even postpone it. Helplessness floods every inch of him, and all he can think is how awful it would be to die feeling helpless.

“Money, valuables, whatever you got,” sneers the guy not holding the gun. “If you don’t want to cooperate —”

Ashton’s prepared to say something along the lines of we’ll give you anything you want, loath though he is to be that cliché, when the gun vanishes out of Armed Thug’s hands. There’s just enough time for all four of them to blink in bewildered surprise when a far more reassuring figure appears out of nowhere, flipping both thugs onto their backs on the pavement and swiftly knocking them out. For good measure, he webs their limbs to the ground, and then he turns back to Calum and Ashton, who both stare.

“Spiderman,” Ashton says breathlessly. Luke seems just as surprised to see them.

“Ashton?” He’s on them in a flash. “Calum? Holy fuck, I didn’t realize it was you guys. Are you okay? Did they take anything from you? Are either of you hurt?”

“We — we’re okay,” Calum says, looking a little dumbstruck. “Thanks.”

“What the fuck are you guys doing out right now?”

“Just walking home,” Ashton says defensively. “We went bowling.” He inhales deeply, trying to get his heart rate back to normal. The shock is still coursing through his veins, though the relief flooding him is helping him regain his balance. 

“You’re sure you’re okay?”

“Fine, they didn’t do anything,” Ashton says. Shaken, but ultimately unhurt. “Uh, good thing you were here.” He quirks his lips. “Our hero.”

“Thank fucking God I was.” Luke shifts on his feet. “Well. Okay. If you’re sure you’re okay.” He shoots a web to the roof of one of the buildings enclosing the alley — how do those stick even in the rain? — and leaps up into the air like he’s going to go. Ashton frowns.

“Hey, don’t just leave,” he says. “I haven’t heard from you all day.”

Luke hangs from the web upside down, possibly flexing, and says, “Sorry, sorry, I know. Been very busy. Lots of crime. You know how it is.”

“Did you take any breaks?”

“Of course I did,” Luke says, offended. “I had a churro. It was delicious. Just didn’t have time to stop at home.”

He leaves his phone at home when he’s on patrol — that must be why he’s been MIA. Ashton really doesn’t like that, even if he understands. It’s just. He hates that something could happen to Luke and he’d have no way of knowing. They won’t let Ashton be on comms, even for moral support — Michael claims he’ll only be a distraction, and while Ashton’s not sure if that’s true, he’s definitely not practical enough to be helpful in any Spiderman-related situation. Unless Spiderman happened to encounter evil watercolors or something.

“Okay, well.” Ashton sighs. “I just. Worry.”

“Tell me about it,” Luke says, though from the smile in his voice, it’s clear he’s teasing. “There’s no room in your brain for anything else at this point.”

“Alright, don’t feel like you need to stay and chat, Spidey,” Ashton loudly announces, talking over Luke’s contagious giggles.

“Don’t be like that,” Luke says, reaching for Ashton. His fingers close around Ashton’s drenched shirt and Ashton allows himself to be pulled closer, as Luke tugs the bottom of the mask up so only his mouth and chin are visible. He’s stopped wearing the lip ring underneath it, much to Ashton’s chagrin.

As Luke tugs Ashton into a kiss, Ashton decides he can’t complain.

The rain makes their mouths slick, and it’s strange enough kissing someone who’s upside down that it’s a little difficult to get lost in it. Ashton’s smiling before he can stop himself, the taste of rainwater mixing with the familiar taste of Luke. He’s never really tasted rainwater. Or kissed anyone in the rain. His heart’s still beating hard, but now it’s for a different reason.

“Um? What the fuck is going on right now?”

Ashton breaks away from Luke, who flips over and lands on his feet. They both face Calum, who looks more confused than the time Ashton tried to teach him to draw three-dimensional shapes.

“Kissing my boyfriend,” Luke says. 

“Your? What? You — I thought?” 

Ashton takes in Calum’s face and tone of voice and puts two and two together. “Oh my God,” he says, wincing. “You didn’t know.”

“Know what?” Calum demands. “That you’re — what — I don’t even know what to think.” Although that quickly changes with his expression, which becomes more incredulous as he reaches a conclusion. “No, never mind. I’ve got it. If that’s not Luke under there, you and I are going to have a very serious talk.”

“It’s Luke, I’m Luke,” Luke says quickly, pulling the mask the rest of the way off — though not without a quick glance to each side. Upon reflection, he shoots a web towards each fallen thug, giving them both very fashionable web-masks that cover their eyes. “Though let’s maybe not throw my name around.”

Calum stands and stares. Ashton remembers when that had been his reaction.

“Don’t fucking expose yourself in public on my behalf,” Calum says finally, gesturing. “Put the mask back on, Christ. I’m not— I’m— I just need a minute.”

“I told Ashton he could tell you,” Luke says as he pulls the mask back on. “Ashton, you didn’t tell him?”

“I thought Michael would have!”

“You don't think if he had, I wouldn’t have immediately called you to make fun of you for spending weeks pining after both Luke and Spiderman only to find they were the same fucking person? And that, oh yeah, your boyfriend's fucking Spiderman?” In his indignance, Calum’s gotten louder.

“Shh,” Ashton says, glaring meaningfully. “I know he is. That’s a secret.”

“From me?”

“No, okay, I meant to tell you,” Ashton says, dragging a hand through sopping wet hair. “I was trying to figure out how, but then Luke said he told Michael and I we could tell you, and I thought Michael would do it. Because he’s your boyfriend and he’s known Luke way longer. And then, I don’t know.” 

Maybe a part of him had hoped Michael would tell Calum. If only to avoid the mockery Ashton knows he’ll be subject to in coming days regarding his emotional crisis over Luke and Spiderman. 

“I hate you more than I’ve ever hated you,” Calum informs Ashton, although he’s never really hated Ashton, so that’s not a very high bar. “Were you ever going to tell me?”

“Yes! I swear.”

“I thought you already knew,” Luke volunteers. “Damn, Ash, good thing I kissed you or Calum would never have found out.”

“Shut up,” Ashton says, rolling his eyes. “Look, Calum — I’m sorry. This was, uh, not a great way to find out.”

“Yeah, no fucking shit,” Calum mutters. His lips pull upward in a smile far too dry for the weather, and finally he laughs. The hilarity of the whole situation catches up with all of them, and before long the three of them are howling with laughter as rain comes down in sheets, encasing them in a chill that Ashton barely feels.

“This is all so fucking insane,” Calum manages, wiping at his eyes. He’s still squinting through the rain. “I can’t believe I’ve been friends with Spiderman all this time. What the fuck is my life? What is our life? You’re dating Spiderman, Ashton. Do you know that?”

“What fucking part of secret identity do you not understand?” Ashton says. “Stop exposing all of his secrets.”

“You just kissed in the middle of the alley!”

That’s fair. They did just do that. In Ashton’s defense, though, Luke started it. Ashton is merely a victim to Luke’s whims. Shenanigans. Whatever. 

“I was just trying to save some lives,” Luke says, shaking his head ruefully. “My Spidey-sense was tingling.”

“I hate when you say that.”

“Spidey-Meter, would you prefer that? Spider Radar? Spider Scale?”

“Just call it intuition.”

“It’s more than intuition,” Luke insists. “You just don’t get it because you’ve never felt it.”

“Whatever you say, Spidey.”

“Well, I hate to cut this short, but it is raining a lot,” Calum says, like maybe they’ll have forgotten. “And considering I am going to see you” — with a significant look at Luke — “at school on Monday, I think we can probably catch up later.”

“Let me walk you home,” Luke says, ever the gentleman, or possibly protective. “It’s not far.”

“What are you going to do with these two?” Calum asks, jabbing a thumb at the thugs passed out in the mouth of the alley. “Leave them?”

“Uh,” Luke says. “Let me handle them. I’ll catch up to you.”

Calum tilts his head suspiciously. Ashton just starts walking, jerking his chin to get Calum to join him. “It’s fine. He’ll catch up.”

After a moment, Calum follows. They’re both soaked through, yet the rain is as relentless as ever. Calum falls into step as they start down the pavement.

“You really thought I already knew?” Calum says doubtfully. 

Ashton sighs. “Okay, I was a little tiny bit hoping that I wouldn’t have to be the one to tell you.” He inclines his head. “But I realize I dropped the ball here. I should have told you sooner. I would’ve eventually.”

Calum is quiet for a moment. “I mean, it’s fine,” he says defeatedly. “When did he even tell you?”

“Um, the day before Luke and I started dating,” Ashton says. “Originally we really were keeping it from you, but then Luke realized that wasn’t going to fly with, you know. How important you are in my life. And Michael’s, I guess.”

“Don’t try to flatter me into forgiveness,” Calum says. Ashton snorts.

“That’s literally what happened, though. And then I was trying to figure out what would be the best way to tell you, because, uh, it’s kind of insane? And then Luke told me that he told Michael that Michael could tell you — God, I feel like a twelve-year-old girl — and I kinda thought I would let Michael do it. Which was a bad move on my part. I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine,” Calum says again. “I don’t really care. Like, I get it. Yeah. It’s kind of insane. And I don’t know Luke as well as you or Michael, so.”

“But I’m glad you know now,” Ashton says firmly. “Sorry you had to find out like this, but I’m happy that you know. I’m sure I’d have said something stupid sooner or later and you would’ve figured it out.”

“Yeah, now that you mention it, this makes a lot of things make sense,” Calum says. He huffs a laugh. “My God, Ashton, I can’t believe you genuinely had a crush on the same boy twice without knowing it was the same boy. Your life.”

“You’re telling me.”

“Anything else you want to tell me while you’re at it? Anything you conveniently neglected to mention?”

“Yeah, actually, one thing. I’m also a superhero, completely forgot to say —”

“Oh, fuck off.”

 Ashton laughs, clapping a hand onto Calum’s shoulder. A wry smile overtakes Calum’s face, chuckling despite his best efforts, and Ashton knows they’re okay.

“Hey,” says Luke, dropping down beside the pair of them. 

Calum jerks. “Motherfucker. Don’t do that.”

“Sorry,” Luke says. If it were just Luke as himself, Ashton would take his hand, but this Luke is still Spiderman, so Ashton dutifully keeps his hands to himself, crossing his arms over his chest and tucking his fingers underneath his arms in hopes of preserving some warmth.

It doesn’t work. “You’re shivering,” Luke tells Ashton. 

“I know that,” Ashton says. “It’s cold. I don’t know if you noticed, but it’s raining.”

“If only we’d remembered to bring our supersuits from home,” Calum dryly contributes.

Luke makes a face at them both. “You guys are so funny, you know that?”

“Thank you,” Calum says. “You’re also funny. But, you know. Looks aren’t everything.”

A pause as Luke processes this. Finally: “Hey!”

Ashton laughs. “Just wait, he’ll make the same joke until you stop setting it up for him.” Something Ashton had learned the hard way.

They chat amicably until they reach Ashton’s building, at which point Luke says, “I better go.” It’d be nice to get a kiss goodbye, but Ashton figures they’ve already pushed their luck on the kissing front. Luke backs away from them, shooting a web up at the roof. “I’ll see you on Monday. Call you tonight, Ash.”

“You better.”

“And will you please tell Michael to call me as well?” Calum says, crossing his arms. “Unless he’s giving me the silent treatment.”

“No, he dropped his phone in the sink,” Luke snickers. “So it’s been in rice all day.”

Of course he did. For someone who’s virtually a genius, Michael sure does have an idiotic streak. He’s a lot like Calum in that way.

“Thanks for walking us home,” Ashton says, smiling fondly. “And, you know, saving our lives.”

“All in a day’s work,” Luke says, warmth bleeding into his voice. “See you guys later. Be safe. Stay warm. You know.”

 Between one blink and the next, he’s gone.

“‘Stay warm,’” Calum echoes disdainfully, looking up at the roof onto which Luke had disappeared. “Do you think he knows that human clothes don’t retain heat the way superhero suits do?”

Ashton laughs and follows Calum into the lobby.

[igarbagecannoteven]

Hi megs! 1, 13, 28 for any fic, and 34 for the fic writer asks pleasies and thanks. Good luck with your critiques I am sending you So Much motivation <3

hi team! the most pressing critiques are done so i can relax for the night :)) i hope you're doing well!!

1. who's your favorite character(s) to write for? ooo that's a tricky one! is it cheating to say it depends on the month? some days i vibe more with one of them and then some days i'll vibe more with another one and in the end i feel like it balances out. they also are all challenging in different ways, but i do like a challenge when it comes to writing so that's not really a negative. i'm so sorry this is such a non-answer ksjdfkljsd if you'd like a specific i'll say that these past couple of weeks i've been vibing with writing calum the most, but who knows where i'll be next time you check in lol

13. when did you start writing fanfic? in eighth grade i start my still-unfinished epic that was all about the next generation in harry potter and i've been working on that on and off up until literally last year and then i discovered 5sos fic and here i am! that next gen hp au still lives in my head and occasionally reminds me of just how much i had planned and never got anywhere close to finishing. maybe someday i'll pick it back up, but for now it's semi-permanently shelved.

28. is there a part of we gotta make a decision (leave tonight or die this way) you’re surprised no one has picked up on yet? okay i picked this fic bc it's the one where i know the most about the world outside what's "on the page" as it were and also these are my boys. my children. the start of my magnum opus. /hj. anyways idk someone may have picked up on this and just didn't say anything (you know how the kudos-to-comments ratio be like) but there is one line that's a nod to you might think by the cars! does this song have anything to do with the world? not really! but i love the particular lyric so much and besides it's a driving fic and the band's name is the cars so what more connection do you need kdjglkdjlfjdjlkgdf

34. have you felt emotional while writing a scene before? what scene was it? yes a couple times! i actually cried while writing this one wip which is an arrival (2016) au that focuses more on the relationship and what happens after the movie ends so if you know the movie then you can probably guess why i cried lol. (if you don't know it don't sweat it, just know it do be angsty tho.) but i find that writing from raw emotions can often lead to mediocre prose (in my case, i can't speak for other people) so i try to put some distance btwn myself and the feelings i'm writing about. for example, don't let me drown in my mind is heavily inspired by my real life, but i waited about two months to try and write about it, and i also made sure i was in a better headspace before i started it bc selfcare <3

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[allsassnoclass]

hiya! for the ask game, could i get H, A for unmute, Z, E for black coffee & sulfur, L, aaand let's throw in an M for funzies 😊 -megs 💙

hello megs! thank you for stopping by!

H: How would you describe your style? mmmm I have difficulty with this question because I feel like I'm really self-aware about what I could work on and improve with my writing but not necessarily what i'm good at (I don't like to make claims in case i'm wrong and someone thinks i suck at a particular element that i said i'm good at lol) or what the overall style tends to be? so i overthink stuff like this a lot. anyway. my style is a worn pair of tennis shoes that are a little bit dirty but don't have mud on them or anything. just normal shoes that have gone on walks for a year or two

A: How did you come up with the title to unmute? okay. i'm not going to elaborate because the fic isn't finished yet but overall it fits with the overarching themes of the story and continues the technology theme that Off-Screen started

Z: Major character death–do you ever write/read it? Is there a character whose death you can’t tolerate? I do not! idk man I used to, but I just don't find it enjoyable these days. it's not something i'm interested in. i could write it, and i'm not saying that i'll never write it, but i don't foresee myself doing so any time soon. if i do write major character death then anyone is fair game. there's not one person that i'd hate to kill over another lol

E: If you wrote a sequel to black coffee and sulfur, what would it be about? mmm probably just them as a hunting pair! maybe throwing luke into the mix, since his role in the hunting community is kind of interesting but i didn't have room to explore it in that particular fic. i feel like he might have some Thoughts about calum

L: How many times do you usually revise your fic/chapter before posting? like. once. typically i write it straight though, maybe do a few touch-ups here and there as i'm writing, and then i read through it once and fix everything else and post it

M: Got any premises on the back burner that you’d care to share? well. as i just got back from vegas i do have a married in vegas fic in my head. however, the fact that i haven't started it yet means that i'll probably lose momentum and it'll get pushed to the far back burner. also? one of my earliest 5sos ideas was for a high school theater au where ashton gets cast as romeo and luke gets cast as juliet in their production of romeo and juliet. ashton is a senior who has done theatre his whole life and luke is a sophomore who is relatively new to the program so the first time they meet is at callbacks (which actually happened to the r&j in my school's production, except romeo was the new one. they went on to date for two(?) years and now juliet's a genderfluid lesbian and romeo's in the army. however! our benvolio and mercutio got engaged last month!)

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