#clifforo

[michaelsdumbtattoo]

We have a voice, we’re gonna use it ❌ Thanks @5sos :’)

Human trafficking is real, and it’s all over the world, shine some light and use your voice (If you can’t draw on yourself, a sticky note works too!)

[dimplelashton]

My first pics here as an 18 year old 🎉

[kafelattae]

peachy 🍑✨

[starrynightashton]

They don’t love you like I love you

[calumsbtich-blog]

Could you recommend any good 5SOS blogs

ok uhm well there’s like hundreds.

@tadpolehemmings @@vaporofficial @bananashemmo @calumofficials @clummyhood @hxston @lukeables @ashtonfightme @ashtonsnova @clifforo @dimplesashton @okbutluke @anarchyaustralia @fvesos @independentassbitch @calumhoodes @starrprincess @prcincess @diaryof5sos @castaway-stan @micool5sos @1-800-long-dong @lukenut @curlycals @andershea @irwinscuddlebuddy and so so so many more !

[sgfgluke]

disconnected (epilogue) | l.h.

Who knows if Luke’s texting mistake could lead to something great.

+masterlist

disconnected

Ch. 1 | Ch. 2 | Ch. 3 | Ch. 4 | Ch. 5 | Ch. 6 | Ch. 7 | Ch. 8 | Ch. 9 | Ch. 10 | Ch. 11 | Ch. 12

Character key:

Luke (y/n) Ian Ashton

***SPOILER ALERT! Read the other chapters first!

(12:01am) So, I know we’re not supposed to see each other the day before the wedding…but…I have a confession.

(12:03am) Should I be nervous???

(12:04am) No.

(12:05am) Okay…

(12:06am) So, remember when we first started talking and you bought me those cupcakes?

(12:06am) Of course.

(12:07am) I really, really, really want a cupcake right now. But…

(12:09am) Well, anything for the bride.

(12:10am) I knew I could count on you!

(12:11am) I feel like you’re just marrying me for the cupcakes.

(12:11am) Damn, you exposed me. You’re right—I only want cupcakes.

(12:12am) Looks like the wedding is off. Sucks, I was really looking forward to it.

(12:13am) But I still get my cupcakes, right?

(12:15am) Be there in a few :)

 ~

(10:04am) Ash.

(10:05am) Yes, Lucas?

(10:05am) I’m really nervous.

(10:06am) Well, this feels awfully familiar.

(10:07am) Shut up.

(10:08am) You’re going to be fine.

(10:09am) …

(10:10am) Dude, you both love each other. You’ve been together for almost three years—everything will be okay.

(10:11am) I know…I just hope everything goes well.

(10:12am) It will.

(10:13am) As your best man, it is my duty to make sure that everything goes well.

(10:14am) Ahem, I have three best men.

(10:15am) But do you really trust Calum and Michael?

(10:16am) Point made.

  ~

(9:04pm) Hello, Mrs. Hemmings.

(9:06pm) Luke.

(9:06pm) You’re literally in the room next door.

(9:07pm) I know. I just like saying it.

(9:08pm) Yeah, I know. You’ve said it about three hundred times in the past five hours.

(9:09pm) I can’t help it.

(9:10pm) I don’t mind it either.

(9:11pm) Good.

  ~

  (2:12am) Why don’t you come to bed?

(2:13am) I’ll be right there, baby.

(2:14am) Okay. Love you.

(2:15am) Love you, too.

(2:16am) Hey—guess what?

(2:17am) What?

(2:17am) I married my best friend today.

(2:18am) I married the love of my life today.

(2:19am) What a coincidence.

[roselukes]

It's here!!!! It's so beautiful!! I love it so much!!! @clifforo

[kafelattae]

TAKE WHAT YOU WANT

One Ok Rock (feat. 5 Seconds of Summer

cover art by clifforo 

[outofexits]

I write with a poison pen.

[illcitsaffairs]

ur blog title gives me life alsO hi ily sending love

thanks babe! i’m a huuuge GOT hoe lol love you too

[oscar-piastri]

And the dreams  you left behind, you didn’t need them [x]

[thebvdlvnds]

so, I’ve chosen people for the Castaways Network! thank you to everyone who applied, and I’m sorry to to those who weren’t picked (because let’s be real you were all awesome and amazing and I wanted to pick you all but that would’ve been a bigass group chat and it’s nothing personal if you weren’t picked!) now, to the results...

@leahclemmings5sos - Leah (she/her)

@clifforo - Lexi (she/her)

@gustavorocque - Tiffany (she/her)

@challahood or @wei-rd - Abby (she/her/they)

@paynebanger - Sydney (she/her)

@thiccassluke - Lauren (she/her)

@sexwithashtonirwin - Meg (she/her)

congrats to everyone chosen!! if you were picked, expect a message from me in your inbox about the group chat, and don’t forget to follow everyone!

[kittenho]

hi thank for making that gif set of michael playing guitar on his head :)))) rip :) me :)

np! i was going through recent slfl videos and saw that moment and knew i had to gif it. all the tags are like “I’M DEAD”, hope y’all are alright lol 

[michaelsdumbtattoo]

For my love, @clifforo hope you like it!

 24. “Are you really going to leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”

For the past week, Michael has been swallowing his words, speaking in a softer tone when he talks to you and you were catching on. He’d open his mouth, take a breath and freeze as you’d wait expectantly for him to speak his mind. A blush would rise on his cheeks and quickly, he would derail the conversation with breaking eye contact or throwing out some sly complements. Yet again, for about the 3rd time today, as you lay on the soft couch against his chest, you feel him take a breath in. You gently turn your head up, planting a kiss on his jawline before smiling softly. “What have you been dying to say? What’s goin’ on in that head of yours?” You ask him softly, sliding a hand up into his fluffy hair. You notice, when he doesn’t have that damn snapback on, that his darker honey blonde hair is beginning to grow beneath the damaged bleach blonde on top of it. You get lost in thought as Michael begins to shift. “I-it’s kinda late Lexi, I should-I should-” His words began to stagger as he curses under his breath, standing up quickly. He grabs his guitar case from the floor of your little studio apartment. “Wait-are you really going to leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?” You ask him, your voice almost broken. What was wrong with your Mikey? “I-” He tries to spit out an excuse, but his shoulder slumps and his guitar case comes in contact with the floor once again. “I’m not going to try to explain because I’m such a nervous piece of shit I can’t say the words right” He mumbles a bit as you shake your head. “Take your time, what have you been wanting to ask me?” Michael locks his soft green eyes with your deep brown ones and a lump forms in his throat. Slowly, he reaches down to his guitar case, his hands shaking as he flips the lock and lifts the lid. It was odd, seeing the case with no guitar inside, just a folded shirt tucked inside the widest part. Your heart instantly begins to race when he lifts it up. “My Spurs Jersey... Why you like it so much? I have no idea, but..” “You fucking know exactly why I do” A crooked smirk spreads on his face as you both laugh a little. He sets the folded fabric on your hands, but he still looks nervous as all hell. Before you get the chance to ask why, two tickets fall from the folds of the Jersey. Slowly, you lean down to pick them up, your hands shaking now, too. “Two tickets to Sydney...Christmas with the Clifford’s?” He asks softly, as your eyes go wide. Michael’s smile drops as he studies your face. “Do you-” He’s cut off mid sentence, catching you in his arms, the oversized jersey hanging off your slender frame. “Merry Christmas, Stella”

hA I LOVE THIS ONE

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[bryhclly]

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[kafelattae]

waiting in the cold for my loves, 5sos, to return from their long break