#ashton irwin x yn

[theshyspy]

bookstore au with ashton irwin - headcanon

Based on this request from the very talented @littledrummerangie,thank you for sending it in lovie🦋

He was a bookworm who loved the familiarity of the known. He didn’t even notice how everything was a routine: the way he went to the same cafe and browsed the menu but got the same coffee each time, before heading to the usual bookstore a few feet away.

Which was why Calum was so confused as he stopped outside a newly opened bookstore, his eyes fixed at you moving inside it. In no time he had pushed the door open and started browsing through the shelfs, waiting for you to ask if he needed any help.

He swore you had the voice of an angel as you moved towards him, smile on your face as you wondered if he needed anything. (He didn’t, but) shortly after you were recommending all sorts of books.

He was so quick to return the next day, claiming he forgot to get one of the pieces on his wishlist (something he definitely hadn’t). He was just hypnotized, adoring the way you strang your sentences together and how all your opinions was so reflected. He could listen to you talk about anything for hours.

Every other day he would come up with a new excuse and be back again, not that you minded. He was your favourite customer, always smiling and asking about your day. Once in a while he even brought you coffee (he swore the barista had made an extra on accident but it happened way too many times for it to be a coincidence)

You always looked forward to your meetings, but was getting impatient, kinda hoping he would ask you out.

He most definitely wanted to ask you out. But it had to be perfect, something you couldn’t say no to.

So when your favourite author came out with a new book, he figured it was his time to shine.

At the end of your shift, he was waiting patiently outside the door. A basket resting on his arm, filled with food you’d briefly mentioned you enjoyed. To say you were surprised was an understatement, but you followed with a smile plastered on your face as he said he knew the perfect reading spot.

And that’s how you ended up with your head in his lap, his fingers gently playing with your hair as you fell in love with both your new book and the man beside you.

[lipringlrh]

i'm not the biggest fan of y/n myself but i'm not sure what else I could so if you have any ideas please please suggest them!!

[cruel-summerxy]

michael clifford x reader// cut my lip

Y/N walked through the busy street. In all honesty, large places gave her anxiety but she felt calm. Her teacher had once told her that since New York City had so many people, just in one street you'd pass people from 50 different countries (is that right? to be honest she hadn't seen that teacher in ages,, oof, she should really go and visit back home- she really missed it but college was very hectic)

As she continued to walk, she became more cold. At least it isn't snowing yet, she thought. She could see her breath and it made her smile. Coming from a small town and moving to NYC was a huge step and difference, but she needed this change. In her hometown she had known the same people for six years (she had moved there mid 5th grade,, and to be honest it was hard to make friends,,. it wasn't until ninth grade until she made actual friends and for that she was grateful) She had never had a boyfriend and she really only talked to three boys, (one of them was aromantic) She truly blamed her anxiety, if she weren't anxious all the time she would've had a boyfriend(probably not), at least that's what she told herself.

Anywho, she had come out of her shell (barely, but it's a working progress tbh) She had made a couple of close friends here though, but she stopped talking to those from her hometown. It's weird how they all went their different ways, it was like highschool all over again but worse (she was now on a different STATE,, and she didn't know ANYONE.)

She tried though, she became friends with her roommate, she was the opposite of her though. Luna was an outgoing badass bitch, she could outdrink anyone and was good at everything! Who would've thought you could be smart and a party person? Luna  introduced her to her friends and weird enough, they clicked!

Y/N continued to walk and hummed to her music. She was listening to Cut My Lip by Twenty One Pilots (that song put her in a mood,, a good mood,. it made her feel as if she could take on the world) She was near her apartment building and began to take off her headphones. She smiled at the homeless man and gave him her extra muffin (this made her feel less of a bad person)

Going up the stairs made her a bit breathless, those last few steps really got to her. She walked slowly through her hallway, trying to catch her breath. She looked towards her door and she saw a boy (man?) her age sitting beside her door.

She held tighter onto her backpack. Her great auntie had given it to her. It had a beautiful sunflower embedded (most people said that a sunflower fitted her personality well, she had idea what that meant but she took it as s complement.)

Okay, he's either here to kill me or….. nope he's here to kill me. If I scream will Willard do anything, I have been feeding him for the last two months! He better.

“Um excuse me, why are you sitting on my doorway? Not be rude! Of course…” she blabbered.

The boy(?) smiled awkwardly (for some reason he reminded her of a racoon). He checked for the time on his watch and his eyes widened.

“Oh shit, it's been two hours already?” He asked to himself, “I'm just waiting for Luna, do you think you can let me in and wait in there? It's kind of cold.”

“How do I know that you know Luna?” y/n asked in a hushed tone, “Can you call her? That way I can be sure that you know her…”

“Um, I don't have my phone. But you can call her! Tell her it's Michael!” he hollered desperately.

“I can't sorry. I'm in a hurry and even if you knew her,  you'd be in there by yourself. Sorry Michael!” she said as she opened her door. She felt bad, but she was right!

“It's fine, I get it. But I do know her! Luna Madeleine McKay, that's her full name.”

“I know but….. ya'know?” she smiled apologetically.

He nodded and closed his eyes, “You better hurry before you're late Betsy.”

“That's… not my name.”

“I know.”

. .. …

Y/N is annoyed.

Proper annoyed.

Her stupid coworker had made her work the cashier, when she knew damn well it gave he anxiety! She was ready to cry and go to bed if she was being honesty. She tried opening her door but missed like four times. She anger her head against the door frustrated.

Finally, she opened the door. She set her bag down and let a scream out. “I hate this! Stupid Anastasia!”

“Um you okay there y/n? You wanna sit down?” Luna asked worried.

“Holy shit! I thought you weren't here! And… that racoon guy is here too. This is great just great!”

“Did you just call me the racoon guy? Wow, this is great.” Michael teased her.

Y/N rolled her eyes and frowned. This was a shit day in all honesty; she had to work and go to class all in the same day. Not to mention that she just called Michael a racoon…

“Mozzarella.” y/n said in a low voice. Luna and her had come up with a word to secretly tell each other that they were overwhelmed and needed some alone time. They had never actually used it, but Luna used it nonetheless.

“Okay… let's go Michael. Let's go the park, I hear that there's a bunch of funny-looking ducks.” Luna said. She stood up and Michael quickly followed, he was confused but followed either way.

“What's up with you and ducks Luna?” Michael laughed.

“Nothing, they're just cool and chill. Don't really do anything; if I'm being honest, I'm pretty sure that I was one in my past life.”

Luna and Michael continued their conversation out side. Y/N was very grateful, but embarrassed that she was the first to used mozzarella. Yeah Luna had issues as well but y/n always seemed to be the weaker out of the two.

. .. ...

Same old thing.

It was the same thing for y/n almost  everyday: eat breakfast(probs a granola bar of we're being honest,, y/n is way too lazy and doesn't have enough time to stir something up), get ready quick, go to two classes back to back and then work (a) or sleep in a bit,.do homework and then got to work (b). Thank god(a woman) that she had neither school nor work today.

She was about open her eyes when she heard a knock. So much for waking up slowly, she thought. Rubbing her eye gently, she stood up and are her way to the door.

Her phone read 9:30 am. I wonder who that could be…. Maybe Willard needs something.

Y/N opened the door and there racoon eyes stood.

“Hey,” Michael smiled.

“Hey, um Luna isn't here…” y/n stuttered.

“Yeah, I know her schedule. Is it ok if hang here for a while? My roommate has someone over…. Let's just say, I don't wanna hear anything.” Michael revealed.

“This early?!” she chanted.

“Exactly what I thought!”

Y/N smiled with comfort stepped aside motioning racoon eyes to come in. Michael smiled and huffed a thanks. Y/N looked around nervously. She had never really had a boy over (not just here,, but back how as well!)

“So, do you have have any classes today y/n?” Michael asked nonchalantly.

“Um… no. Do you have any?”

“Nope, I'm free today. So what were your plans? Should we have a movie day?” Michael said upbeat.

“Uhhh… I have no plans. If you want to we can have a movie day.”

Michael stood up abruptly and clapped his hands. “Okay, I'll go pick up breakfast. Look for a movie series or show!” And with that racoon eyes was gone.

Why is he so chill all the time?

.        ..                   …

“Okay, that's it! I'm done. Michael stop ruining every god damn movie!” y/n exclaimed annoyed.

Michael rolled his eyes, “what are you on about? I've not ruined anything!”

She stared at the boy with wide eyes and then proceeded to scold him. She reminded him of how during the first movie he said who was the killer, during the second one he slipped out how they were going to fall in love, and this one he muttered that the best part was when they found out she was pregnant.

“That's hardly even ruining! On that last one, the name of the film is Finally. Ya should've guessed the ending y/n!” he shouted

“Well some of us are slow! Thanks a lot Michael!”

“Hey, what's going on here? Why are you two screaming?” Luna asked worried.

“Y/N here doesn't understand common sense!”

“Common sense?! That's not common sense, do you even know what's common sense!” she groaned.

. .. ...                                    

Well this is great, just great. Why is it so fucking dark out now? Oohhh wait, it's ‘cause an idiot decided to do daylight savings.

Y/N looked around on high alert. This campus is huge, and we all know that we can't trust everyone.

“Psst.  Pssssst.”

Oh my, where's that coming from? I'm for sure gonna die.

“Y/N!”

“Oh my fucking god Michael! What the fuck!”

She swung her bag at the boy. He had given her a proper scare.

“Ooof, sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. It's just that Luna told me you were afraid of walking by yourself during the night and I decided to walk you home,” Michael said sincerely.

Y/N looked at him with an annoyed face. He just looked back with awkward smile (the kind that teachers are good at.) Somehow y/n couldn't stay mad, not when he seemed genuine.

I mean his intentions were good but still!

She let him walk her to her apartment.

“So what's up with that homeless guy. He's always smiling at everyone.” Michael said.

“Ohh that's just Willard. He's nice and unharmful. He's sweet, I have a feeling like he'd be a great companion for my auntie.” Y/N blabbered.

“That's cool. He does seem pretty chill.”

After that they stayed silent. She tried to talk to Michael but he seemed a bit weird (it looked like he wanted to say something but he couldn't.) Y/N just hummed to herself and looked around.

“Well, this is me.” Y/N sighed.

“Are you not going to me invite up?” Michael pried. He looked down at her expectantly and played with her bag string. She gazed back at him and bit her lip as she thought out her answer.

“Um Luna isn't here. She'll be here in like an hour. Do want to wait up in there?” she stammered. (She was nervous, yeah she had hung out with Michael before but it now felt different. It felt like things had changed a bit between them.)

Michael sighed looking out into the busy streets. The headlights hitting both of their bodies made them squint. Y/N groaned as cars began to beep as per usual.

“No, I'll by another day. Goodnight sunflower.”

He smiled once more and walked away. Y/N stared at his shadow. She wanted to tell to come back, that they should have a movie night.

Just as she was about to call his name out, she noticed that she had cut her lip.

[heartache-onthebigscreen]

hi! Could I have a sad Imagine with Ash ?

bleh - afi

an: this was so ... broad. so many possibilities.

pairing: ashton irwin x reader

summary: it's a gloomy day in the ashton/YN household.

warnings: mental health , sadness, angst maybe?

word count: 900

Today was…off.

You had woken up with anxiety, something that rarely happens anymore but for whatever reason, your anxiety woke you up and you’ve been on edge ever since.

You hoped to have the comfort of your love, Ashton, but he wasn’t next to you when you rose, his side of the bed was empty and cold.

Only adding to the anxiety.

Regardless, it seemed that you just didn’t want to get out of bed. Your body felt so heavy and you felt so tired. The effort you would have to put in to get up was simply too much.

You didn’t even have the energy to roll over to grab your phone to see where your boyfriend is.

But you knew he was home, though his little studio in the place was soundproof, you could hear the sounds of him playing his drums, the beat was soft, and it lulled you back to sleep.

When you woke again, Ashton was exiting the attached bathroom to the room with a towel hanging around his waist and water dripping from his hair onto his forehead.

You gather up the energy to blindly reach behind you to grab your phone, the time reads 3PM.

“Oh, shit…” you mutter.

“Hm?” Ashton hums in response as he looks through his dresser for some clothes.

“Didn’t mean to sleep that long,” you let out a pained chuckle.

Ashton doesn’t laugh though, there seems to be something in the air today that just has both of your moods kind of…

The only word that could describe it was “bleh”

You stare at Ashton’s back as he walks around the room, getting dressed, doing a face routine, combing his hair, when you notice that the room is quite darker than normal.

You glance at the window to see a dark sky, the clouds creating an eerie atmosphere.

A rainy day, that was rare.

What was also rare was Ashton barely speaking to you, it threw off your entire mood more than it already was. He’s usually so bright and ready for the day, always talking you up and greeting you with how beautiful you were when you woke up.

But there was silence. No pep in his step, nothing.

Ashton starts toward the door, but his hand rests on the knob as he stares at it with question.

He lets out a grumble and lets go of the knob, he turns around and rids himself of his loose-fitting shirt and his sweatpants. He takes long strides to your shared bed and climbs in under the covers with you. He pulls you into his chest and lets out a long, stressed sigh.

“Everything okay?” You hesitantly ask against his chest.

“No. You okay?” Ashton sighs as he starts to play with the roots of your hair.

“No.” You sigh.

“What’s wrong?” You both ask in unison, which is of course followed by little giggles coming from the both of you.

“I don’t know…” Ashton sighs as his giggles die out, “just one of those days…I feel…I don’t know.”

“Me too,” you run your fingers along Ashton’s cheek, letting them slide across his stubble and around his dimple as you gaze at him.

“Anything specific gotcha upset?” Ashton studies your face as he speaks, noting how your eyes looked slightly dull today.

“Dunno…” you trail off, “just tired. Don’t wanna get up.”

“Could tell, thought you were mad at me when you didn’t come downstairs, but you were just sleeping,” Ashton comments, “wanna just lay here and wallow in our sadness?”

You nod your head and Ashton pulls you closer to him, you guys let your bodies relax and mold into one another’s as you let the hours pass by.

At some point, Ashton had gotten up to open the window to let the cool breeze in, the smell of rain soon rose in the area once it started to storm.

Besides getting up for the bathroom, you hadn’t moved from your place. You didn’t even check your phone, you and Ashton just laid in a comfortable silence as you both rested your bodies and your minds today.

This happened rarely, usually you’re both were extremely peppy and perky on a daily basis, happy to live life to the fullest.

But it seems that your constant light has died out today, and needs some recharging.

And that’s okay, because it’s okay not to be okay.

You and Ashton eventually get out of bed, solely to get the food you had ordered from the front door and eat it.

Once you guys climb back into bed, you both pass out, somehow exhausted from doing absolutely nothing all day.

When the next morning comes, you and Ash wake up at the same time, the sun bright and beaming through the curtains, and your moods significantly better than the previous day.

Smiles are on your faces as you admire each other in the light.

“You okay?” Ashton breaks the silence with his voice, raspy from sleep.

You nod your head and press a kiss to Ashton’s nose, grateful that he was there for you during a rough day, and though not many words were said, his presence was just enough for you to feel better.

“You okay?” You ask Ashton in response, he gives you his dimpled grin you know all too well with shiny eyes.

“Of course, always okay with you.”

[kissmekissme-calum]

Overheard Conversations - A.I

Word Count : 2.1K

Requested : No, but feel free to send in requests for any boy! I will try to write what i can! :)

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Pairing : Ashton Irwin X Reader

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The day started just like every other day had, you went to breakfast with Ashton, came back with a smile on your face, arm tucked into his. However, after your breakfast, things started to go a little different, started off as a little, but quickly turned into a lot.

Walking into the hotel today, you told Ashton to go ahead up to the suite you were sharing with the other guys while you talked to the check in desk for a quick question. On your way back to the suite after asking your question, Ashton no longer by your side, you noticed some talking. Sounded quite like Luke and Michael, so you quietly crept towards them, an evil smile adorning your face, they always liked to get jump scares out of you and now it was payback time. There were some giggles so you knew it was a happy conversation, but what you didn’t know was, that it was a conversation about you and Ashton and once you heard your name along with Ashton’s, you froze.

“Think he’s going to actually ask, (YN?” Luke asked.

Michael shook his head, another giggle escaping his lips. “I don’t know man, he loves her so I don’t see why he wouldn’t but it’s still a bit weird, don’t you think? One of us finally deciding to settle down? I never thought we’d see the day.”

Luke nodded in agreement. “I know what you mean, sometimes I forget how old we are and how things like that can start happening for us. I think that Ashton will ask (YN) though, he’s been saying he wants to marry her, kind of has to ask her first before they can actually get married, doesn’t he?”

The idea of sneaking up and spooking the two boys quickly vanished and in its place was the idea of you marrying Ashton. He actually wanted to marry you, you’d been thinking that things were going great for you guys, you’d been together for a couple of years, but you never knew just how great things were going. Instantly your cheeks began to feel warm, your lips forming a wide smile that made your face hurt. The man you were in love with wanted to marry you and that just made you feel the butterflies flying through your veins and then you knew, you knew then that you wanted to marry Ashton.

As you thought about that, another realization hit you that had your back hitting the wall, sinking down low until you sat on the floor. If what you overheard Luke and Michael talking about was true, that meant that you knew Ashton wanted to marry you, but what if they had misunderstood Ashton, what if Ashton didn’t want to marry you, what if he’d said it as a joke. A trickle of sadness began to drown out the butterflies.

“(YN)?” The one voice that you had fallen in love with spoke to you, snapping you out of your thoughts. “What are you doing down there?” He asked with a laugh and helped you stand on your feet. “Are you alright?”

Snapping out of your haze, you looked up into his eyes, they were sparkling with love, happiness, confusion, and what looked quite like nervousness. Maybe Luke and Michael did hear Ashton correctly. “Yeah, I’m good. Just lost in thought I guess?”

At the sound of your name, Luke and Michael both turned and seeing where you were and Ashton helping you up had them sharing a look of shock and worry, what if you’d overheard them. What if you knew the secret that Ashton had wanted them to keep.

“What were you thinking about?” He lead you from the wall and over to a couch that was across from where Luke and Michael were now following you with stares, you met them and they both gave you a look, silently asking if you’d overheard them, you let your gaze travel back to Ashton. “Anything good?”

“If it’s what I think it is, then yeah.” You responded, still a little out of it.

Ashton could only shake his head at you as he kissed the top of your head, his familiar giggle coming out. “Well, it looks like you want to go back to your thoughts, so I’ll leave you be.” He then started a conversation with Calum who’d just entered the room.

Every once in a while, you’d glance up and catch the stare of one of the boys across from you, they just wanted to know if they’d been caught, you refused to keep eye contact though, which you knew practically gave yourself away to them. Finally, Luke had enough and stood as he looked at you. “(YN), can I get your help with something?”

Your eyes finally met his and you were about to say no when the look in his eyes alone had you following him out of the room. Outside of the suite, Luke shut the door and crossed his arms, eyes on you.

“Did you hear what Michael and I were talking about? We never heard you come in and when Ashton came in, we noticed where you were. We never talk quiet, so yeah, did you hear?”

There was no point in denying it and you shuffled your feet as you stuffed your hands into the back pockets of your jeans. “What if I did, Luke? Were you guys telling the truth?”

He ran a hand through his hair. “(YN), I really don’t want to ruin this for him.”

“Yes or no question, Luke.”

A loud sigh escaped him. “Yes.” That one word had you lighting up like a Christmas tree again, your hands flew out of your pockets and you enveloped Luke in a surprise hug. His arms were a little slow to return the hug, but he managed. “Please try not to let him know that you know. If he finds out, Michael and I will both be dead.”

You released him from the hug and smiled at him. “I will try, but if he does find out, I promise I won’t let him kill either of you. I happen to like you guys and want you to stay around.”

Luke laughed in relief and opened the door behind him, motioning for you to go first. “I am happy for you guys.”

You went inside and resumed your place by Ashton who had grabbed a notebook and began writing down some lyrics, as you sat he handed the notebook over. “What do you think?” His voice was low, trying so only you would hear. “It’s for you.”

There was nothing Ashton could do that wouldn’t make you fall in love with him deeper and deeper. The lyrics he’d scratched onto the paper, shone like a star, the most beautiful lyrics you’d ever read before. As you read them, you glanced to the top of the sheet and saw that he’d written a song title as well. You could see him eyeing you as you read the words. ‘(YN)’s Song’.

“I love it.” You say, tears starting to prick at your eyes, but you quickly wiped them away. “Thank you. It’s beautiful, you didn’t have to though.”

He nodded as he took the notebook back. “I know, but I love you and want to keep showing you, make sure you never forget.”

Luke and Michael’s conversation came back to you and you looked at Ashton in a new light. Everything about him stood out more to you. His beautiful voice, gorgeous eyes, soft hair you enjoyed running your fingers through, his skin tone, his muscles, everything about him.

“Come with me.” You said suddenly, grabbing his hand and guiding him to the shared bedroom you two were enjoying. Three sets of eyes followed you out of the room, two sets knowing, the third was full of confusion at your abruptness.

Ashton said nothing until you’d closed the door behind you, his hands instantly on your hips, eyes searching yours for any sign that he’d crossed a line or something. “Everything alright, baby? You have a look in your eyes, I can’t place it. Are we good?”

“Yeah, we’re good Ash, there’s just something that I need to ask you.”

“Ask me what?”

You pushed him towards the bed and sat on his lap, your arms around his neck, playing with the hairs that rested there. “I probably shouldn’t ask, Luke just asked that I don’t, but I need to know. I can’t just keep this inside of me anymore.”

“Keep what?” Ashton was growing more and more confused as you spoke.

“It started when we came back from breakfast this morning, I came into the suite without you and heard Luke and Michael talking.” You said quietly. “There were talking about, me and you and I wanted to know if what they were saying was true or not. I didn’t want to get my hopes up but I can’t exactly get them to go down either.”

Ashton listened closely as you spoke, anger never once flickering past his eyes. He only grinned. “If you ever need a secret kept, don’t go to those two. They really are the worst at keeping them.”

“Luke said they were speaking the truth. Were they?”

Ashton didn’t reply right away, instead he lifted you off of him and placed you onto the bed beside him as he walked over to his suitcase and after rummaging for a second, he came back to you and knelt in front of you. “They were. I didn’t want you to find out from them, I wanted this to be a complete surprise but now that that’s gone, I’m just gonna go for it.” He paused as he pulled out the most gorgeous ring you’d ever seen, a ring you thought could only be had by royalty, a smug smile tilted his lips at your reaction, just as he’d expected. “(YN) (YLN), I thought love at first sight was a lie until I met you and knew then that it was the truth. I fell for you the moment I laid eyes on you, knew then that you were the woman I wanted to marry. I promise to always love you and make sure you know how loved you are. (YN), will you marry me?” His hazel eyes sparkled as he spoke and you’d never seen him look as handsome as he did then.

Even after hearing the earlier conversation and knowing that Ashton was going to ask you to marry him, the fact that he was down on a knee and actually asking you, it still felt like the biggest shock in your life. He really was asking you to marry him and currently was waiting for your reply. Staring into his eyes with eyes full of love, you nodded your head. “Yes!”

It only took one word for Ashton to place the ring on your finger, his lips soon finding yours for what was probably the most passion-filled kiss that the two of you had shared your entire relationship. The others were all just preparing you for this moment. This kiss was the truest sentiment of your love of Ashton and his love of you.

When it ended and you both pulled back for breath, you couldn’t help the giggles. “That was nice.”

“Yeah,” he whispered, “it was. Do you want to go out there and show the guys? Let them know that you’re sticking around forever even though I think they already knew that you were.”

“Only if you don’t kill Luke and Michael for accidently letting me know. I told Luke I’d try not to let you kill them, that I kind of like them.”

Ashton stood, the smile that seemed it would never leave his face stared back down at you. “I won’t kill them, I know they mean well.” With his help, you stood at his side, he pulled you as close to his side as he could. “After all, they were the ones that got me to go and talk to you. Can’t kill the guys responsible for bringing you into my life.”

Your cheeks felt warm again as you smiled at your fiancé. “I can’t wait to marry you.”

“She said yes?” you heard yells from outside the door and then a bunch of ‘shut up’s’ and ‘dumbass’.

Releasing yourself from Ashton you opened the door and saw Luke, Michael and Calum all grinning back at you. They knew they were caught but to be frank about it, they didn’t care.

“You guys are engaged?”

Ashton came up behind you and held your left hand up and kissed the ring that now rested upon your ring finger. “Yup, she’s mine forever.”

“Good,” Luke laughed as he helped Calum and Michael stand. “We kind of like her.”