#cal puddies

[kindahoping4forever]

🧁 Happy Birthday Cass! 🧁

Wishing the happiest birthday to the bestiest bestie, @cal-puddies . This is the fifth birthday I've been blessed to celebrate with you and each year I grow more and more grateful the universe (and this silly band) brought us together. You'll always be my favorite author, my closest friend and the best person I've known. I love you! 🦦🦦

Usually I make a collage of the content we've screamed over since your last bday but since this year there was a bit of a drought, I thought I'd go with a throwback vibe and highlight some key moments over the past five years that made us lose our minds and clown out either in our chat or in the most extreme cases (and best days), a Google Doc. 😏 A bit of Cass & Crystal Thirstory if you will. 😌💙

[sundove88]

Night at The Museum (Sundove88’s Version) Casting

This is a Birthday present for @thehyperrequiem! Happy B Day!

Dreamer Joe Puddy thinks he's destined for something big but his imaginative ideas never pay off and in desperate need of a job, he accepts to be a security guard at the Natural History Museum. During his watch, Joe makes a startling discovery. Thanks to the unleashing of an Egyptian curse, the museum's characters spring to life after the building closes. Joe must find a way to save the chaotic situation.

Once the night guard at the Museum of Natural History, Joe Puddy is now a successful purveyor of infomercial products. Soon after learning that his museum friends have been shipped to the Smithsonian Institution, Joe receives a distress call from Arthur Morgan, who warns him that four of history's greatest villains have come to life and are planning to take over the Smithsonian first, then the world. Joe joins forces with friends old and new to stop the quartet's nefarious plans.

When the exhibits at New York's Natural History Museum start behaving strangely, Joe Puddy -- now the director of nighttime operations -- must find out the cause. He learns that the Tablet, which magically brings Speedwagon, Arthur Morgan, and the other exhibits to life at night, has started to decay. Joe, along with his son and museum friends, must travel to London's British Museum to learn how to prevent the Tablet's magic from disappearing.

Joe Puddy as Larry Daley (Poptropica)

Robert E. O. Speedwagon as Teddy Roosevelt (JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure)

Elaine Puddy as Rebecca Hutman (Poptropica)

Edgar as Nicky Daley (Poptropica)

Eclair Cookie as Dr. McPhee (Cookie Run)

Ganondorf as Cecil Fredricks (The Legend of Zelda)

Licorice Cookie as Reginald (Cookie Run)

Poison Mushroom Cookie as Gus (Cookie Run)

Arthur Morgan as Jedediah (Red Dead Redemption)

Mixmaster and Scrapper as Themselves/Larry’s Friends (Transformers Animated)

Gohdan as The Moa Head (The Legend of Zelda)

Cal Suresh as Octavius (Balan Wonderworld)

Sana Hudson as Sacajawea (Balan Wonderworld)

King Dedede as Attila The Hun (Kirby)

Yoshi as Rexy (Mario)

Pikachu as Dexter (Pokemon)

Yugi Moto as Ahkmenrah (Yugioh)

Fiibo Fiddlepie as Christopher Columbus (Bugsnax)

Tart as Joan of Arc (Puella Magi Madoka Magica)

Medli as Amelia Earhart (The Legend of Zelda)

Marik Ishtar as Kahmunrah (Yugioh)

The Major as Ivan the Terrible (Hellsing)

Affogato Cookie as Napoleon (Cookie Run)

Muzan Kibutsuji as Al Capone (Demon Slayer)

Escargoon as Brundon (Kirby)

Daroach as General George A. Custer (Kirby)

Alolan Raichu as Able The Space Monkey (Pokemon)

Leon as Abraham Lincoln (Pokemon)

Boom Boom as Oscar The Grouch (Mario)

Colress as Darth Vader (Pokemon)

Ug as Laaa (Luigi’s Mansion 3)

Tea Knight Cookie as Sir Lancelot (Cookie Run)

Tatiana as Tilly (No Straight Roads)

Bowser as Merenkahre (Mario)

Golden Cheese Cookie as Shepseheret (Cookie Run)

Birdo as Trixie (Mario)

Cygnus Hyoga as Garuda (Saint Seiya)

Rayquaza as The Xiangliu (Pokemon)

Zhongli as Hugh Jackman (Genshin Impact)

Qiqi as Alice Eve (Genshin Impact)

Stone Kirby as The Pompeii Bust (Kirby)

Whew, that was a big one! Happy B-Day, @thehyperrequiem! Anyways; here’s your hint for the next casting:

🐼☯️🥋

[clumthood]

finally getting around to this! thanks for the tag @daydadahlias :-)

last song:

a cover of if we were vampires feat. wesley schultz by noah kahan (i'm listening to spotify's "your favorite coffeehouse" playlist rn so this is just the song that's on)

currently reading:

book: i finished under the whispering door by T.J. Klune a few days ago and oh my god he is hands down my favorite author atm

fic: just read damaged goods (dramione fic) and also just reread sarah's fic look at you with your mouth watering (harry styles x oc) bc nisha is one of my comfort characters hehe

currently watching:

i just got caught up with fiona and cake and then started rewatching adventure time so i think that tells you where i'm at mentally

next on my watch list:

i've gotta finish heartstopper and then probably watch doctor who again idk we'll have to see hehehehe

current obsessions:

my cat as always and also townhouse flip sides crackers with spray cheese idk why but it's my current safe food so i've been eating A Lot of crackers recently :3

I’m tagging some people I wanna get to know better:

@caramelcalum @cal-puddies @harryforvogue @talkfastcal if u want to do it :D

[whiteboysofthemonth]

𝕺𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝕱𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒𝖘

*I DID NOT WRITE ANY OF THESE! ALL RIGHTS GO TO THEIR OWNERS*

These are imagines I like from other fandoms that I don’t really have enough to have their own masterlist on here.

Calum Hood

@cal-puddies //Open My Mind For Ya

[kindahoping4forever]

🎂Happy Birthday Cass!🎂

Taking a moment to wish a very Happy Birthday to @cal-puddies, my occasional fellow Tumblr user, my sometimes co-author and my forever best friend. Cass, we've talked every single day for just about 4 years and there has yet to be one where I am not overwhelmingly grateful to know you. Whether it's Sad Girl Hours or Hoe Hours (throwback to our dream team glory days), you're the one I want talking to me on the other end of the screen, phone call or (hopefully one day again soon!) couch. I love you and you deserve for this next year of your life to be as amazing as you are. I truly do have the best friend in this place! 💙🦖🐢💙

[cal-puddies]

ok i am desperate to know: how exactly do you pronounce your url? and what is the meaning of this mysterious puddies concept. 😂

Lmaoooo. Ok so, during SLFL, Cal posted this on his insta.

And I took it and ran. So puddies is pup buddies per Cal.

That’s it. 🤣🤣 hope that clears it up.

[kindahoping4forever]

@cal-puddies 😏

5sos at Build Series London - 12 June 2018

x

[suchalonelysunflower]

Ooohhh, who was I written by?? 🥹🥹

Cass my darling 💕

As if someone who isn’t Calum could ever begin to write you as you deserve. It’s the feeling of spring as the sun starts to rise, the sound of paws running up the concrete of the patio and the soft breeze that feels like finally breathing after being caught up inside for so long. Is the sun in his face as he scrunches his eyes, sitting with his notepad resting on his thighs as he wrote the most beautiful words that he could imagine, not knowing that they started to take your form. It was hard to take his eyes out of the pages as the space in the lines started to seem smaller and smaller. There wasn’t enough of you, and for him it might never be enough, just like the smell of flowers in spring and that small, warm sunlight that reminded him of home

Send me an ask and I’ll tell you who wrote you

[ashtonangst]

Bet. / Ashton Irwin

Hello friends and welcome to ashtonangst’s first ever full on smut! This was something I typed up at midnight, during my prime thirst hours. Thanks to @kindahoping4forever​ for proofing it for me and hyping me up xoxo luv u 

Word Count: 2.6k

Rating: R

Warnings: blink-and-you’ll-miss-it masturbation and daddy kink; dirty talk; oral (m+f receiving); teasing; unprotected sex in a committed relationship

Let me know what you think!

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     The book sat heavy in your lap. Unopened, begging to be read. The fantasies within its pages were nothing compared to the ones you couldn’t stop thinking about.

     It was a dare. You were fed up with Ashton’s incessant need to be fucked (not that you protested often). It was as if his hands had a libido of their own. You’d dared him to go one week without touching you--or himself. General displays of affection were permissible, but absolutely nothing sexual. The winner of this dare would choose what the other did to them. When you gave him this challenge, you knew he would cave. He always does. Except this time it was different.

     After a year together you knew what made each other tick. You shared the same fantasies and carried these out often. This time, Ashton decided to use this knowledge to his advantage. He started walking around in nothing but his (and your) favorite pair of lounging shorts. He made a show of adjusting himself to let you know he wasn’t wearing any underwear. Then, in his practice sessions, he invited you to watch, knowing how much you loved to watch him make perfect rhythms from his head. He waited until you were up and focused on other things to go for his daily canyon jog. He made a show of stretching (his “warm ups”) in that tank top--the white one that he knew drove you mad--until you were practically drooling at the sight of his muscles flexing under the fabric. 

     One particular day, closer to when the tension was so thick you almost thought you could give in, he caught you ogling at the combination he’d chosen for his workout: the dreaded white tank and the tightest pair of black athletic shorts he owned, a combination that was sure to send warmth between your thighs. 

     “Like what you see, love?” he smirked, choosing his playlist for the workout. 

     “I always do, but don’t think you’re gonna win this one this time, baby,” you retort, trying not to stare as he made his way over to stand next to you while he prepared his water bottle. He chuckles softly, screwing the lid onto the container and flexing at the same time. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed you trying to get me to cave. My willpower has always been stronger than yours, you know this.”

     “I know,” he breathes, coming to stand behind your chair at the kitchen island where you were enjoying your morning coffee. “But never underestimate a man’s desire to have his girlfriend writhing under him in complete and total ecstasy,” he places kisses up and down your neck in the process--just barely staying within the guidelines of the dare. “I can’t wait to have you screaming for my cock...begging me to fuck you raw because you were just too fucking greedy to win at your own game and you’re mad that I haven’t let you cum all night.” He leans up, walking towards the door and grabbing his belongings. You frustratedly sigh at his absence, the filthy words that came from his mouth only seconds before making you want just that--right then and there. 

     That’s how you ended up trying to read the latest novel on your list to distract yourself from the growing need you felt deep in the pits of your stomach. The further your eyes scanned the pages, the more the words ran together, eventually forming pages and pages of black lines. Between those lines was Ashton, his cock hitting in those just-right places, coaxing you to your fifth orgasm. Eventually you blink yourself out of this fantasy. 

     You were the one who suggested this little game, you weren’t about to lose at your own game. That was until you found your hand traveling farther and farther down your body, until it disappeared under the waistband of your panties, finding your clit with ease. As you slowly started to rub yourself, you’re drawn out of your own fantasies by the sound of Ashton’s keys jingling in the lock. You quickly compose yourself, and before he has the door open you’re waltzing into the kitchen to place your mug in the sink. You give him a coy smile, “hi, darling. Looks like your workout went well.”

     “It was very nice, thanks for asking. I kind of bit myself in the ass, though, from my stunt this morning. I couldn’t stop thinking about licking your pussy until you’re cumming all over my mouth.”

     You look up at him with wide eyes before a smirk forms on your lips. “Ashton Irwin, are you admitting defeat?” 

     His shoulders hang in mock surrender. “Only if it means that part of your punishment for losing the bet is that I get to taste that sweet pussy of yours.”

     You slowly approach him, giving him the same lust-filled eyes he’s giving you. “Think about how good I taste while you’re showering. Then I’ll think about letting you eat my pussy.” He hums with lust thick in his throat as he heads toward the shower. You smile to yourself, knowing you’re not going to give up so quickly.

     You’re nowhere to be found when he’s showered from his late-morning jog. You’re out grabbing the groceries he forgot to pick up, he thinks. He also wonders if he’ll have time to hide the evidence if he spurts his own load all over his clean shirt, his shorts, and the sheets. Just as you had been so rudely interrupted earlier, he, too, found himself scrambling to act casual as he heard the sliding door to the garden snap shut. He smiles at you as you make your way back into the shared bedroom. “I wasn’t admitting defeat, you know. Just letting you know what I’m going to do to you once I win our bet.” 

     You give him a curt smile. “Fine, let’s add three more days onto this bet.”

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     The week passes with relatively little tension. Sure, it’s always there, but the two of you were too stubborn to admit defeat and give into your own desires that the bet was still on and going strong. That is, until you hear Ashton’s weak groans as he’s in the shower. You immediately know that he’s launching weak spurts of his cum onto the shower wall. He’s caved. You knew he always would. You pity him, really. 

     You were getting close to inserting your own two fingers into your warm and aching pussy at this thought when you decided to make his punishment an anti-punishment--reward him for holding off for a whole week with the promise of your sweet, sweet pussy on his tongue at the end of it. 

     As always, he’s only wearing a towel when he emerges from the steamy room. “Enjoy your shower this morning, baby?” You know the answer to this question, but he still stops dead in his tracks. “I at least hope you rinsed your cum off of the wall. That shit’s a bitch to clean once it’s dry.” 

     He turns slowly on one heel. “Do you think this is fun? Is this your sadistic way to prove to me that you’re the dominant one in this relationship? Daddy gets to touch himself any fucking time he wants to.” The switch had flipped. He tried to be submissive to the woman who makes his heart soar--to make her happy, to fulfill all of her desires--but he needed her too badly. He had to have his way, that’s just how it’s been the entirety of your sexual relationship. 

     You gulp, unsure of what to respond. You notice he’s begun to grow hard again, and finally admit that he’s too sure of himself to let you win this game. You both want it now, you’re both going to get it now. He turns to dig through his drawers, searching for an outfit for the day. “Let me help you, baby,” you speak, but it’s barely audible over his rummaging. You come off of the bed and pad closer to him until you’re standing behind him, kissing his back. “Come to the bed, please, baby.” He turns and looks at you, lust and exhaustion clouding his eyes. He bounds over to the mattress, deciding to stand instead of sit. “I know you're tired of my game. Truce?” 

     He nods quietly, and the silence is deafening. He’s not going to give you the satisfaction of winning, but he’ll take the loser's prize. Never breaking eye contact, you sink lower until you’re eye-level with his now fully hard cock. He watches in silent awe as you salivate when you finally drop the towel he’d loosely tied around his hips. His cock springs free, the tip red and needy despite his quick jerk in the shower only minutes before. You take it in your hand, its weight fits nicely in your hand, your favorite feeling. You look at him watching you as you lick a thick stripe up the underside of his cock, making it twitch on your tongue. You hum as you take him fully into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks as you take every inch of him. 

     He’s amazed. He loves that pretty mouth of yours, and fuck, does he love having his cock put in it. He gathers your hair into a loose ponytail, just enough for him to see the tears develop in the corners of your eyes. Your free hand fondles his balls, just the way he likes, causing his hips to snap, pushing his cock deeper into your throat. You pull off of it with a breath, a string of spit connecting your chin and his tip. With doe eyes you rasp, “fuck my face, you earned it.” He groans in delight, his cock twitching in your hand for the umpteenth time. He tightens his grip in your hair, causing your scalp to sting. 

     He puts the feelings of the past week into every thrust into your throat. He watches the tears fall from your cheeks, but the hum in the bottom of your throat tells him you’re enjoying this, too. His thrusts become sloppy, his moans growing louder. You feel his cock jerk on your tongue in the same instant that he’s pushing your head still on his cock. His load comes hot, thick, and with loud moans of praises and thanks. You stand, humming with pleasure as you wipe the last bit of his cum from your chin. He’s breathless, but the look on his face tells you he’s far from spent. 

     “Lay down. Strip. Spread,” he gruffs out. This is a new reaction that sends sparks through your body. You quickly oblige, excited for his repayment. As soon as he catches a glimpse of your glistening pussy, he’s holding down your hips in preparation for his assault. “So wet for me, baby. You haven’t touched yourself, not even once, this whole week? What a shame, such a pretty pussy,” he tuts, running a finger through your slick folds and taking your nipple between his teeth, sucking harshly. He lets go with a loud pop, but follows it with firm slaps to each sensitive breast, earning a whimper from your lips. “I bet you thought about this every day...having my cock so deep in you you can feel me in your stomach...crying out, begging me to let you sit on my face. Fuck me, baby, you’re gorgeous. So wet, so needy for me. Where’s that dominant spirit that was here last week? She saw Daddy’s hard cock and got greedy. Needed me to touch her and wouldn’t tell me. Pitiful.” You can only respond to his words with whimpers, a stark contrast from the filth that you spewed to get him riled up. 

     “Ash...please...I need it...need your tongue, your cock...please.” You’re writhing under him, just as he imagined. He only gives a smile before diving in between your thighs. He hums when your fingers pull immediately at his scalp as he begins to suck harshly on your clit. He alternates between this movement and licking wide strips up the length of your pussy. You’ve begun to squirm more than he likes, so he wraps both arms over your thighs to hold them in place. He darts his tongue into your hole before deciding quickly to assault your clit and leave the rest up to his expert fingers. He knows you always beg for more when he begins with one finger, so he thrusts three fingers into you from the get, curling them up to hit your g-spot with each thrust. He moves his fingers and tongue faster when he hears your whimpers of praise fall from your lips. He knows you’re close, you’re clenching on his fingers so hard that he can hardly move them. Fuck, he wishes that was his cock. He feels it tremble again, a painful reminder that his needs were far from met. Your quiet moans turn into screams as his quiet hums turn into vibrating groans against your throbbing clit.

      “Good girl...cum on my fingers for me...jus’ like that,” he coos as he feels your fingers dig into his scalp. He resumes his onslaught just in time for your first orgasm to hit. He licks your pussy clean, and by the time the stars have faded and the sounds of the room have floated back into your ears, he’s grabbing his long-forgotten towel to quickly wipe anything that his tongue couldn’t clean. 

     Without warning, his elbows are next to your ears as he pushes your thighs apart to settle between them. You can feel his needy cock brushing against your stomach. He swipes the head between your folds only once before bottoming out. You whine at the new sensation just as he lifts your leg over his shoulder, groaning at this new angle. 

     “Fuck, Ash...so fucking big...I’m so full,” is all you can repeat as his thrusts become heavier and longer. He pulls out almost completely just to slam himself back in several times, causing your head to spin. 

     “God, darlin’, you’re takin’ my cock so fucking well. Never gonna go without your pussy ever again. Never.” The fire returns in your belly as his thrusts are more sporadic and followed with loud groans and countless affirmations of praise. 

     “Ash, Ash...I’m close,” you breathily moan.

     “Me, too, baby. Want you cumming on my cock...so tight...made just for me.”

His words are what finally send you over the edge. The stars shine brighter this time, the ringing in your ears the loudest bell ever made. He follows not far behind, his cock releasing thick ropes of cum deep inside of you. As you both fall from your highs, he leaves soft kisses along your neck and collarbone, staying buried inside you for as long as he can stand it.

      You’re rubbing his scalp calmingly, breathing in his scent, a mix of citrus, musk, and Ashton. You break the comfortable silence with a chuckle and, “I don’t think I’ll be denying you anything for a very long time, Ashton.”

     He laughs at that, agreeing. “Same here. I love you too much to go without showing you my love. But if we decide to play this game again, let’s make the reward more clear, yeah? We both got our way this time, I don't think that’s how this was supposed to work.” He laughs quietly and rolls to your side, pulling you to him in an almost fluid motion. “That was fucking worth the wait, though.” He kisses your forehead before giving you a soft peck on the cheek. He lets out an “I love you,” thick with sleep. You hum in response. 

“I love you, too, especially when we both lose the same bet.” 

[dreamboypeach]

A moodboard of sweet sweet Calum 🤍

To @cal-puddies for 5kcelenration

[mashtonasfuck]

This is a shout out post for our lovely fic writers who have been keeping us all fed today!

@maluminspace, @ghost0fy0u, @calpops, @calumsmermaid, @irwinkitten, @sexgodashton, @h0tsos, @5sosnsfw, @dammitbands, @cxddlyash, @cakesunflower, @galcalirwin, @sublimehood, @cal-puddies, to name some lovely people off the top of my head!

You are all wonderful, and your snippets that you have given us have been amazing and I’m excited for whatever you decide to post next!

Also, if there is anyone I have missed - I am so, so sorry! There’s A LOT of fic on my dash rn and I’ve lost track of it all, but you are just as incredible and wonderful and I love you.

[gigglyirwin]

Heyo! For the ship, I’m 5’4” with brown hair and light brown eyes, I love movies and music and reading, and I don’t really know what else to put, but there are pics of me on my page, probably search the “Cass” or “Cass says” tags, I definitely posted pics when I went to 5sos in November! Thanks!

ship: | calum | michael | ashton | luke |

(x)

You and Calum had been friends for a little while now, finally deciding to give the whole dating thing a try. You two had already been through the whole small talk getting to know each other thing so Calum decided a picnic in a flower garden would be perfect.

Calum got everything ready then drove to pick you up. He knocked on your door, waiting patiently for you to open it. When you did, his jaw nearly dropped. You looked amazing.

“You look beautiful,” he complimented. “I mean you always do look beautiful but...” he rambled.

You laughed at cut him off with a quick kiss. “Thank you, Calum. Ready?”

If just meeting you at your doorstep went like this he could only imagine how the rest of the day was going to go, and he couldn’t wait. 

best friend:  | calum | michael | ashton | luke |

CALM lyric: “you’re a thousand miles away”

Compliment: I’m so excited to read your fics! catch me binging them soon! also you’re such a cutie!

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SHIPS ARE CLOSED

[thehyperrequiem]

alright, here goes!

Fireman (Megaman) 🔥

King (The Owl House) 👹

Almond Cookie (Cookie Run) 🕵️

Chandlo Funkbun (Bugsnax) 💚

Cal Suresh (Balan Wonderworld) ♟️

Weather Report (JJBA) 🌤️

Bismuth (Steven Universe) 🔨

Joe Puddy (Poptropica) 🚧

Mixmaster (Transformers Animated) 🦺

The Noise (Pizza Tower) 💛

Tagging: Anyone who wants to do this!

Tagged by @princiere to expose my favs from 10 different fandoms. I am indecisive. List is in no particular order.

1. Luigi (Super Mario)

2. Colton (Animal Crossing)

3. Sango & Koga (Inuyasha)

4. Giovanni Potage (Epithet Erased)

5. Riku (Kingdom Hearts)

6. Michelangelo (TMNT)

7. Phoenix Wright (Ace Attorney)

8. Xiao & Childe (Genshin Impact)

9. Armstrong (Fullmetal Alchemist)

10. Leon Kennedy & Ethan Winters (Resident Evil (games))

I am tagging @bi-casualpapayas and @the-random-internaut and whoever wants to join.

[kindahoping4forever]

Tumblr's very own @cal-puddies is attending the show tonight so please feel free to join me in manifesting some good old-fashioned slutty stage behavior tonight 😏

[silenceismychoir]

2, 7, 35 🤘🏼🤘🏼

2. Favourite ship?

After long consideration (lol) I'll have to go with lashton

It's hard for me not to choose lashton tbh 😅😅

7. Favourite mytt live song

Babylon for sure because I felt that shit in my veins when I first heard it and still do

35. 2016 or 2018 Luke?

2k18 Luke for sure, hands down!!!

Thanks for the ask love!!

[cal-puddies]

Oohhh… does anyone even care??

for every "🌹" received in my inbox i'll post one random sentence of a random WIP i'm currently writing