#ig i can multitask and catch up on stuff here while catching up on my entries

[einsatzzz]

first ten days of the month is always so busy hfvsgdfvgfd need to get my finances organized again b4 my pay gets processed. then dine on oc content right after

*inb4 i just go straight to sleep as soon as i lie down on bed* -> but i think this is good too, i need to wake up a bit earlier, i have a package i need to pick up at the post office

[purplecantaloupe]

Hii! Can you do one with fwb cal in which you go over to his place and end up staying for the night for the first time? And then in the morning he’s al cuddly and stuff Sorry to bother you, feel free to do whatever you want with it! I love your writing :)

omg this is such a cute idea i love it. please keep in mind it’s been 54764 years since i’ve written anything on here and idk how it’ll turn out but i hope this is what you envisioned

WARNINGS: light smut and language ig

words: 2300+

The decision to take a shower overpowers your thoughts from a long day at work, feeling drained and having so many things spilled on you makes you feel even more gross just thinking about it. Your phone dings and you hear the special vibration specifically set for Calum’s texts and you grab your phone.

*hey I had a bad day and need to get my anger out, could you come over?*

You read his text over and over in your head before you get the burst of energy you needed and you smile to yourself. Knowing he’s mad before you go over means that you have time to process and dwell on what could happen tonight. Could he be romantically angry like he has in the past? Get some rose petals and lay them out for you? Or are you just getting your hopes up and he’s just going to be watching tv with Duke laying on his lap as he downs a whole bunch of beers as he overthinks his problems that he encountered today? The latter is what sticks.

*yeah I’ll be over in an hour or so*

You type back to his message and decide to get yourself in the shower and wash away the dirt and grime from your own hard-working job. While showering and humming a tune to yourself you can’t get the thought of Calum out of your head, wondering what could have him so upset that he has to have sex to make himself feel better. Ever since you met Calum he’s never really had an edge to him. He’s never really let anyone or anything bother him to a point of needing to ‘get his anger out’. Calum is more of a ‘let me deal with my stuff in privacy and I’ll talk to you tomorrow’ type of guy, granted that’s what he wants everyone to think. He’s a softy but knows how to hide his emotions.

After your hot shower, you lotion yourself and put on some comfy clothes: a crewneck that you borrowed from Calum and a pair of sweats; Calum won’t see your clothes long enough to judge them, even if he were to judge your fashion choice at all. You send a quick text to alert that you’re on your way before playing some music and heading in his direction. Calum is still buzzing around your head like the busy little bee he is, wondering what could have his mind so alert that he needed you. This wouldn’t be the first time that he used you as a therapist though. Calum trusts you enough to want to tell you what’s on his mind and you’re more than happy to help him through whatever he needs.

As you roll up you send him a quick text telling him that you’ve arrived at his house before you walk up and let yourself in and you’re immediately pushed up against the wall, his lips immediately attached to yours and you instantly start to pant. Calum wraps his large hands around your waist and trails them down around your waist and brings them down around the bottoms of your thighs and lifts you into the air. You let out a gentle squeal in his mouth as he carries you to his bedroom and lays you down on the bed. He lays you down and reaches his hand behind his neck pulls the shirt off of his back and throws it across the room while you watch the man undress in front of you, you try to take you own clothes off and watch him as he undresses.

“Kiss me Calum,” you whisper. If you can’t multitask watching and undressing then you have to eliminate one of them. He takes no time in yanking his bottoms off and climbs on top of you, reattaching his lips to yours. You can’t help but feel something is off, his kisses are different, his hip movements are different, his hands aren’t moving in the normal route on your body. “Cal do you want to talk about what’s wrong?” You whisper and run your hand up his chest to his cheek. Calum shakes his head and moves his head down to your ear.

“Right now, I want to pound the shit out of you, I want to have you screaming so loud that the neighbors know my name,” he whispers then bites down on your neck. Your hips involuntarily lift up and they meet his and your throat opens and makes the most pleasured noise, that was music to Calum’s ears which made his cock undeniably harder.

“Calum please fuck me,” you whimper and lift your hips once again. Your moans weren’t the only music to Calum’s ears, your begging made it harder for him to resist you. Calum wanted to relish in watching you writhe underneath him, how you were at his mercy and he loved to watch you squirm. He reaches into his bedside drawer and grabs a condom, tears it open with his teeth and slides it on himself. Calum reaches down and taps his cock right on your clit and that makes a wave of pleasure wash over you and your hips buck into hips. Calum smirks as he sees the authority he has over you, he can do anything to you and it’s all at your disposal; he slowly glides himself into you and lets out guttural groan at just how tight your pussy always is, the fact that you are Calum’s guilty pleasure scares the absolute shit out of him.

Calum pushes himself in and out of you, every pump better than the last and his eyes roll back in his head. Your pussy is his kryptonite. He reaches his hands down and lifts your legs over his shoulders which makes him hit deeper inside of you and you moan loudly and you clench absentmindedly around his dick and Calum whimpers above you.

“D-do that again…p-please,” he whimpers and bites his lip and you clench again, feeling proud that you have this type of effect on him. “Y/N, I’m not gonna last long,” Calum whispers and bites onto your neck, to keep his involuntary moans at bay. He starts pounding himself into Y/N, the only sounds are pants and skin slapping against itself, sweat trickles its way down Calum’s back and he trails his mouth down from your neck to your breasts, taking a nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the hard nub and trails his hand down to your clit and swirls his finger around it in synch with his tongue.

“Calum I’m almost there,” you grunt and your legs start to shake as they sit atop Calum’s shoulders.

“Me too,” Calum replies and he raises his other hand and intertwines his fingers with yours next to your head, an action that he rarely ever does during sex. He starts to pound relentlessly into you, hitting deep inside you every time. The bubbling feeling in your stomach starts to building up before it breaks, your legs quaking around his head, the screams of his name falling out of your mouth like his favorite song. His thrusts become sloppy and he cries out your name as he shoots his seed into the condom, his actions still as he sits inside of you and just stares into your eyes for a second before he comes back to reality and he pulls himself out and discards his condom.

The newfound emptiness is found in your body but also in your heart as he slides his boxers back on. As you stand to put your bra and the crewneck sweatshirt back on, he hands you your panties and bottoms and you make your way to the bathroom. After you do your business and wash your hands you come back and Calum in waiting in the hallway for you.

“Do you want to talk now?” You ask and look at him expectantly. Calum only shakes his head and take your hand in his and pulls you back into his bedroom and motions for you to lay back down, “oh I don’t think I can go for round two already, that was pretty intense,” you say and he frowns.

“No, will you please spend the night tonight? It’s late, I don’t want you out driving at this time of night,” he lies. That’s never stopped him from kicking you out any other time.

“I know you’re lying Hood, what is it?” You ask, getting slightly annoyed at his behavior.

“Fine! I just want you to stay.” He spurts and watches your reaction which is just what he knew would happen. You know anymore questioning and he’d get defensive so you decide to comply with him and crawl into his bed. He sighs, silently thanking the lord that you didn’t ask any more questions and he crawls into the bed next to you. Now you’re both in uncharted territory, neither of you know what to do in this situation without trying to make the other uncomfortable. Calum gains the courage to pull you into him which makes your move seem like nothing when you lay your head on his chest and lay your hand on his stomach.

“This is the last chance you have; do you want to talk about what’s bothering you?” You ask and look up at him as his eyes are closed and his hand is over his forehead and the other is wrapped around your waist as a security for both of you. You sigh and nod to yourself before you lay you head back in its spot on his chest.

In the morning, you wake to being in a room that you thought you would never see in the daylight and you sit up and sigh, you’re alone, of course Calum had to go to work today, he has to do some type of promo every day. You stand up and stretch and decide to go raid Calum’s fridge for something to hold you over until you get through the morning rush traffic back to your own home. You open Calum’s bedroom door and you’re greeted with the sweet smell of fruit. You furrow your eyebrows and make your way to the kitchen and you see Calum almost naked standing at his sink with a plate full of fruit and other assortments of breakfast. He catches on to the fact that you’re watching him and he jumps slightly.

“Oh hey, sorry I didn’t mean to wake you up yet, I’m not finished,” he says and finishes cutting up a few strawberries.

“You didn’t wake me up, I thought you were going to be at work?” You say more as a question than a statement.

“I wanted to make you breakfast.” he states simply, avoiding the obvious question.

“Well I can see that,” you reply and scoff a little, “why are you making breakfast? I thought you���d be gone or you’d be kicking me out,” you say and your stomach rumbles a little. Calum hears the hunger cry and chuckles.

“Here eat,” he says and holds out a plate with a few types of fruit and a couple sausages and mini pancakes on it. “How’d you sleep?” he asks and follows you with his own plate to the breakfast bar.

“I slept pretty good, how about you?” You ask and take a bite of a piece of sausage.

“That was the best sleep I’ve had in ages,” he replies and smiles at you.

“So why were you so upset yesterday?” You ask and he lowers his head and sighs.

“Don’t worry about that sweetheart, eat your breakfast.” He says and looks up at you.

“Sorry,” you say quietly, “I think I’m gonna head out, thank you for breakfast.” You say and stand up and so does Calum.

“Hey no why don’t we go back to bed?” He says and you nod.

“I guess that’d be okay,” you smile and follow him back into his bedroom and you start taking your clothes off.

“No no, let’s keep our clothes on, let’s just lay here and talk,” he says and climbs back into the bed. He lays down and immediately pulls you into him and wraps both arms around you. He smiles and lays his head on top of yours, “you smell amazing,” he whispers and you look up at him.

“Calum, are you okay? You never show this much affection.” You say and put your hand on his forehead jokingly, “are you feeling okay?”

“Y/N I feel so good. Yesterday I realized something and I just don’t want to scare you away or jeopardize our…situation,” he says and you furrow your eyebrows.

“Calum, I’m not understanding, what’s going on?” You ask and lay your hand back on his chest and use it as leverage and sit up a little bit.

“Y/N, do you remember when we made our deal and we said that neither of us can get feelings or we have to end it?” He asks and looks up at you and pulls his arm behind his head and bites his lip.

“Yeah? So, what?” You ask and he rolls his eyes and scoffs.

“Y/N you’re so oblivious, I like you okay?! I have feelings for you,” he says and sighs and covers his face with his hands. “I like you,” he says quietly. You smile widely and bite your lip.

“You’ve been so panicked this whole time to tell me that? Aw,” you say and lean down and kiss his lips, “I like you too you goof,” you pause, “now are you going to fuck me like you mean it?” You ask and he rolls over and flips you onto your back.

“You don’t ever have to ask me twice,” he smiles.

[1ddiscourseoftheday]

Sat 1 Jun 🏳️‍🌈

Another big Liam magazine cover and interview out in a couple of days! They posted a teaser and a bunch of adorable pictures today. Lines like "Payne was only 14 when One Direction blew up" don't inspire a ton of confidence in the research staff over at Australian Men's Health tbh but we'll see. The pictures are super nice! The bit they released leans heavily on 1D days stuff (even though they say they were told not to ask him any 1D questions) quoting Liam about the hard parts of those times, about his mental health struggles and drinking too much. He makes a point of putting a positive spin on it, telling people to "embrace your past for what it is and grow from it" but it's rough stuff no matter how you spin it. Everyone talks about how much they want the lost footage and the tell-alls from those days but do we? I think we're seeing little bits of that these last couple years and it's not gonna be pretty when it all comes out. I just hope it's true that Liam is finding ways to heal some from what they were put through, and that the other boys are as well.

Liam liked the tweet of Harry singing to Emma and posted a little promo for the Sept music fest.

The Madrid music festival has confirmed the line up, Liam will co-headline the Sat with Anne Marie and Louis will close out the fest on the Sun. And speaking of Spain...

Louis is still in Ibiza (the place they were papped yesterday was basically Ibiza, just right there) and was seen today at the opening of a club with Eleanor and the lad crew- I was wondering where those dumbasses were. Sure enough, not far off. We know they were already in Spain yesterday, so presumably they were chilling back in Ibiza waiting while the pap thing happened. The gang didn't make it over to Madrid for the footie finals but it was noted that Louis had his laptop with him at the club, maybe to watch? Multitasking! I can relate, I too sneak peeks at the doings in my fandom of choice when I'm supposed to be working. Anyway, the last few days of concentrated and divisive Louis content have large segments of this fandom whipped into a stressed out frenzy with people certain that we're about to see an announcement of an engagement, a break up, new music, a new label, a DNA test, you name it. I have literally no idea what will happen, though history suggests that "absolutely nothing visible to us" is at least as likely as any of these things if not more so. But I do know that none of the signs and portents people are trying to read like tea leaves will give us our answers. We simply don't have enough information about what's happening to guess! That's something that humans as a whole cannot stand and reject and rebel against and try to deny with mysticism and religion and masterposts trying to identify past patterns but none of that will change the fact that we can't know so I'm begging you, please just try to find some kind of zen or something about it! Do a meditation where you chant it is what it is as a mantra or something idk, whatever it takes.

But here's one solid thing to grab onto if that helps (from the other day soz y'all)- The X Factor judges for this year have been announced and Louis is not one of them! There will be some guest judge appearances but the main panel is set.

And in other catch up news (it's been busy!), Harry followed his (awful) friend Xander's sister on ig prompting lots of chatter about his relationship with Xander from certain quarters which is so stupid and unwarranted that I've been avoiding mentioning it but it doesn't seem to have died down yet so there. I mentioned it. Please don't make me do it again.

Meanwhile, Niall relaxed on one of his many beige sectionals to watch Liverpool win the league, I'm sure he was very happy about it.