#lashton onstage

[lashton-is-my-drug]

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July 23, 2023

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Fics With 5SOS Song Titles (2) Masterlist

part one

Always gonna want you back (ao3) - bewareofcamels calum/ashton G, 4k

Summary: They called it a "mental-health" - break over social media, even though it was more of a "Ashton broke up with Calum and now we kind of have a problem band wise" - break!

been thinkin' bout you lots lately (ao3) - mukelftv calum/ashton G, 1k

Summary: ashton gets calum a birthday present.

changing flights so you'd stay with me (ao3) - bellawritess michael/calum, luke/ashton T, 9k

Summary: “No shit,” Luke says. “A famous guy bought your coffee?”

Calum flips the magazine open as best he can with one hand. It opens to one of those tear-out-page posters, and there’s Michael, captured in the middle of playing his guitar onstage, red lights bleeding out behind him and mouth open in front of a microphone in a stand, as if he’s frozen in place, mid-song. He looks good playing guitar, comfortable onstage.

“A hot famous guy, no less,” Calum says.

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Or: five times Calum saw Michael in an airport, and the one time Michael saw Calum.

desperation (my chest hurts) (ao3) - retromalum michael/calum G, 4k

Summary: Desperation. That's all Michael can taste in this kiss. It's written all over his mouth in his messy handwriting, it's obvious in the way his tongue props at his own mouth. Kissing Calum after so long is like coming back home after a long day, except for the fact that he hasn't seen him in over four years. And he's all the same.

or

The one where Calum chooses football over music and leaves the rest of the boys on their own. They fall apart.

Don't Know if I'm Gonna Make It Out Alive (ao3) - sunsetmagnolia michael/calum T, 11k

Summary: Secret agent au Michael is given a vague assignment. Calum is out to make a fool of him. Luke is there to tell him everything he's doing wrong. Ashton is just doing his best he was roped into all this by accident.

falling fast, breathing slow (ao3) - jbhmalum michael/luke M, 2k

Summary: "His hand slides down under the sheet to the other's to find it much smaller than his own, skin soft and smooth and a different kind of familiar that he can't quite place. He lets his fingers glide over the bony knuckles, the movement bringing out a contented sigh from the mouth growing closer to his neck, and he shivers at the feeling it leaves in him."

OR Luke wakes up next to the wrong person.

fight so dirty but your love's so sweet (ao3) - softirwin luke/ashton, michael/calum T, 11k

Summary: Luke hates a good ninety-five percent of his job.

A solid thirty percent of that comes from the fact that he works as a receptionist at a hotel, which he thinks is possibly the most thankless job humanity could possibly have created. A further ten comes from the fact that his desk is right next to the kitchen, meaning mouth-watering smells are constantly wafting under his nose, and Luke’s not allowed to eat on shift.

Fifty-five percent of it, though, is Ashton.  

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written for the prompt 'lashton bad boy'

hold you tight straight through the daylight (ao3) - orphan_account G, 1k

Summary: Michael's boyfriend breaks up with him, then Micheal pushes everyone away. He's lucky Luke is almost more stubborn than him.

Almost.

(if) we're meant to, i'll meet you there (ao3) - jbhmalum michael/ashton T, 14k

Summary: Ashton can’t believe Michael Clifford is walking by his side and they’re not currently both ready to tear their hair out.

There’s a too familiar tension floating around them, like there always is, but this time it seems to be thinning out, not as thick and suffocating as it’s been in the past. Maybe it’s because there’s a truce, maybe it’s because of the release that awaits them, but either way, Ashton feels pretty confident that things are going to be alright for once.

or

5 times Michael and Ashton kind of maybe hate each other, and 1 time they don't.

i want to feel your love like the weather (all over me) (ao3) - jbhmalum michael/luke T, 2k

Summary: The wind blows from the open window of his dorm, grazing Michael’s right cheek ever so slightly. He shakes his head at the feeling that only reminds him of the way Luke would caress his face with his fingertips at the back of the school library, or the way Luke would lay butterfly kisses along his jaw to make him laugh. It’s a bittersweet memory, that draws a slight smile on his lips but makes his heart shrink in on itself.

or: Luke is across the world from Michael, and Michael has no idea when he'll see him again

kissing at the stop signs darling (ao3) - fffearless ot4, luke/ashton T, 7k

Summary: "I think, guys," Ashton says finally, and everyone is all ears. "We need to get away." He gives Luke's knee a quick squeeze. "Let me just get us some more milkshakes."

(Or where the boys hate how boring everything is and take a self-realisation road trip to help sort it all out)

pretty sure that we're half way there (ao3) - irwah calum/ashton, michael/luke E, 11k

Summary: “Cobain, eh? Good, I like your taste.” He looks up to see the stranger beaming down at him, face slightly flushed from the alcohol and also from the two boys’ proximity. “I’m Ashton,” he says, a smile gracing his lips as he reaches for two more plastic cups and fills them for him and the stranger.

He waits for the boy to return the gesture and tell him his name but he’s silent, and when Ashton turns to him and hands him the cup of beer, the boy is smirking at him and whispers tauntingly “I’m…Trouble.”

Or: the end up here song fic that no-one asked for

Still Can't Sleep On Your Side (ao3) - beendreaminglikeafool michael/luke M, 6k

Summary: Out of the three, Luke's death affected Michael the most. After finding out, everything came crashing down. Any kind of light or happiness was gone from the blonde, replacing it with darkness, sadness and grief. Like all the colors of the world washed away, and all that was left were blacks and greys.

still running (back) to you (ao3) - jbhmalum ot4 T, 5k

Summary: “I don’t believe in soulmates,” Ashton says, crushing Luke’s heart until his next words restore it. “I still want to believe you three are mine.”

Mine. Luke mouths the word to himself, feeling a smile rise to his face. Ashton’s soulmates. Ashton’s, plain and simple. Luke wants them to be that.

or

3 times the boys are Luke's muses, and 1 time he tells them

this is everything i didn't say - @sup3rbloom (haveufoundwhaturlookingfor) michael/luke, calum/ashton T, 6k

Summary: Luke's home life has never been great, with an abusive and homophobic father. Calum is the only good consistent thing in his life, with Calum being Luke's best friend. One day, Calum suggests that Luke meets some new people to hang out with. Luke is hesitant, but then he meets a red head named Michael Clifford, and everything changes.

we fuck (and we fight) (ao3) - itsafuckingmess ot4 E, 4k

Summary: It's been ten fucking minutes since Ashton finally put his health first and sat in their fucking bed to sleep his cold off and Luke and Calum are already amidst a spat that could easily lead to a heated argument.

And, frankly, it’s been ten minutes and Michael is already losing his temper.

we're just taking it slow, we're taking the long road home (ao3) - Bethany_i_made_bIScuiTs ot4 N/R, 5k

Summary: 3 times Michael feels like he's home and the 1 time he says it

We're Not Fine At All (ao3) - Emmybazy luke/calum M, 22k

Summary: Luke doesn't know the guy in the super market. Luke doesn't recognize the voice on his voicemail. Luke's never had a boyfriend before. Those are all facts to Luke. Unfortunately, there are a lot of things Luke doesn't know about himself.

Or, Luke woke up with amnesia and forgot about all of Calum's stupid little things.

[takemealivelh]

TJ W A T C H IT

DON'T PUSH IT I'M AT WORK

[clumsyclifford]

another prompt for mashton if you're interested 👀 the chorus of Favorite Place by atl (I was listening to it earlier after reading your latest post and the lyrics hit me so hard)

me: im gonna go back to writing malum/lashton now! you: nice try adkgjadl;kgjafkgjd anyway FUCK you anon this song is my lifeblood so there was no way i could refuse this prompt oh god sorry this is kinda really emo

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It’s been three days, and Michael misses Ashton.

He’s been trying not to think about it, because the breaks between touring are supposed to be their time for R&R, and he knows Ashton wants to spend time with his family, his brother and sister, and just be at home, comfortable in the knowledge that there are no shows and he can shower whenever he wants. Michael has been trying to fall into that mindset too. It’s amazing to wake up at noon, stay in bed for two hours, and then play video games all day before going to sleep at 2am. Every time they tour, Michael has to choose between kicking all his unfortunate habits or maintaining them and being fucking worn out at all hours of the day, so it’s nice to just veg out. 

But he misses Ashton so much.

It’s in the little things, Michael supposes, like how Ashton has somehow perfected the ratio of milk to coffee better than Michael ever can, and the way Ashton will run his fingers through Michael’s hair while they’re watching a movie, and the broad smiles Ashton will give him onstage, just before they go into She Looks So Perfect, flushed and sweaty but so, so happy. Michael’s gotten used to Ashton in everything he does, and now Ashton’s not here, and Michael misses him. It hurts how much he misses him.

The worst part is that Ashton doesn’t even live that far. He’s farther than Luke and Calum, who are both walking distance, but Ashton’s only a fifteen minute drive, and Michael could do that so easily. He could go and come back fifty times a day. But he doesn’t want to impose on Ashton. Ashton deserves the chance to spend quality time with his family, and Michael should work on not being so fucking clingy. 

That goes fine until two in the morning, and Michael is sitting in bed, knees drawn to his chest, very very close to a mental breakdown. At least he’s able to recognize the signs in himself; his heart feels like it’s cracking down the center, all the blood spilling out; he’s had a twisting, churning sensation in his gut for hours, like the feeling just before you’re going to cry; with every second that passes Michael feels more and more compelled to curl up under his blanket and never leave. He knows what it feels like to break down.

And he knows the best person to talk him down from it.

The only reason he hasn’t dialed yet is because he’s spent about three hours trying to convince himself not to, but now it’s pitch black outside, the entire house is silent, and Michael’s going to start crying in about three minutes, he can tell.

He dials.

Even as it rings he feels like an asshole, and Ashton probably won’t pick up. It’s two in the fucking morning. Ashton’s the only one with a halfway decent sleep schedule, and Michael is going to worry him for no reason when he wakes up in the morning to a missed call from Michael.

“‘Lo?”

“Ashton?”

“Michael.” Ashton’s voice is groggy. He clears his throat. “Hey,” he says in a whisper. “What’s up?”

Michael shakes his head. “I don’t — I miss you.”

“I miss you too,” Ashton says without missing a beat. “Is everything okay?”

“No,” Michael says, biting down hard on his lip like it’ll keep him from crying. He doesn’t know what else to say, so he just repeats, “I miss you.”

“Okay,” Ashton says. “I miss you too, Mikey. Do you want to come over?”

Michael doesn’t trust himself to drive in this state. “No.”

“Do you want me to come over?”

“Yes. If you —”

“I’ll be there in fifteen minutes,” Ashton says. “Do you want me to stay on the call?”

It’s tempting, but Michael doesn’t want to distract him. “That’s okay,” he says, aware that his voice sounds unspeakably small. “See you.”

“I love you,” Ashton reminds him.

“I love you,” Michael echoes, and then the call cuts out, and Michael forces his legs to stretch out until they reach the floor, and carries himself as silently as possible to the front door. The last thing he wants is to wake his parents.

By the time Ashton’s car pulls up to the curb, Michael has resumed his previous position on the stoop: knees against his chest, mouth set in a tight line, gut still threatening to make him cry. Ashton gets out, in joggers and what Michael recognizes as his pajama shirt, and is by Michael’s side in an instant.

“Hey, Mike,” he says, and his voice is so soft, and Michael wants to cry. “Do you want a hug?”

“Yeah,” Michael says. His own voice cracks in the middle. Ashton gathers him up in his arms and Michael releases his hold on his knees to wrap his arms instead around Ashton, who’s comforting, and Ashton who’s warm despite the chill in the nighttime air, and Ashton who’s here, who smells like cleanliness and sunshine, who feels like coming home more than actually coming home did to Michael.

Ashton doesn’t move, doesn’t speak, doesn’t do anything, just holds Michael tight against his chest, and Michael feels that writhing gut feeling start to dissolve. After three hours of trying to determine if he’s going to cry or not, it feels immensely relieving to know he won’t.

Finally, Ashton murmurs, “Do you want to talk about it?”

Michael does, and he knows Ashton will listen. He nods. “You don’t have to keep hugging me,” he says, even though he doesn’t want to let go. Ashton pulls away but stays sitting next to him, one hand palm up on Michael’s knee. Michael laces their fingers together. It’s grounding, to be with Ashton. Michael feels better already.

“I’m sorry for taking you from your family,” Michael says. “And waking you.”

“Don’t be,” Ashton says. “They’re not up right now anyway. And I’ll always be here for you, you know that.”

“Yeah,” Michael says. Technically he knows it, but it doesn’t hurt to hear Ashton repeat it. “I just missed you.”

“That’s all?” Ashton says, soft. “You just missed me?”

Michael shrugs. “Yeah. You’re warm, and I’m cold, and you make me smile, and I missed you. A lot. I know that’s clingy. I didn’t want to disturb your family time so I didn’t call earlier.”

“God, Mike,” Ashton says. “Did you think I didn’t miss you?”

“You spend so much time with me on tour, though,” Michael says.

“Because I like you.”

“But don’t you want a break?”

“Did you want a break from spending time with me?”

“No.”

“Then why would you think I’d want one from you?”

Because you’re like sunlight and I’m just a grey sky, Michael thinks. “Dunno.”

Ashton leans over and presses a gentle kiss to Michael’s forehead, and Michael sighs and leans heavily against him. “How many times can I tell you I love you before you believe me?” he says quietly.

“I believe you,” Michael says, which is true. There’s no way Ashton couldn’t love him, because Ashton can’t help but love. It’s built into his DNA. “I’m just not the only person in your life. It’s not fair to assume —”

“Michael, listen to me,” Ashton says. He reaches over with his free hand and tilts Michael’s face towards him, feather light on Michael’s chin. “You are the most important to me. I would and will drop anything for you. I mean that now and forever. Anytime you need me, I’ll be there.”

Michael gazes at Ashton, dim in the dark, and feels the chest-cracking-open feeling again, but this time it feels better, like fixing instead of breaking. “You’re my favorite,” he tells Ashton.

Ashton smiles. “Good, because you’re mine.”

Michael’s not sure which of them moves first, but suddenly he’s kissing Ashton on his doorstep, and he feels like he’s being knit back together, piece by piece, glued in place by Ashton’s hand in his, Ashton’s lips on his. Ashton feels like the sun on Michael’s face, and Michael feels at ease.

[cyclogenesis]

some fic i would like to read

anything about ashton being the aesthetic driver of the band and who gracefully submits vs pushes back

luke wearing makeup and nail polish bc he likes to feel pretty and anyone/everyone feeling horny about it

wearing chains onstage being their version of collaring each other

fic where they all still have the band and everything but luke is a vampire or an incubus and they have to take care of him and offer themselves up

so much exploration of luke liking to be tied up and how maybe his wrists are all red after the easier video shoot and he didn’t tell anyone he was tied too tightly bc he liked how it felt and he’s a little subspacy about it

still anything about the time that luke lived with ashton. anything!! calum jealous about it, lashton, threesomes, ot4 comforting luke (or just fucking the pain away!!)

absolutely any cashton at all that takes place right now

actually anything, any pairing that takes place right now, or slightly in the future, especially ot4, oh my god

[lashton-is-my-drug]

🤝 black onyx rings 🤝 ash picking up luke bridal style 🤝 luke calling ash sweaty boi 🤝coffee and shopping dates🤝calum making lashton do a couples hugging video then posting it on tiktok 🤝luke confirming “ash is on the floor”🤝ash and luke shading lierra stunt with making jokes 🤝Caramel love song duet🤝ash wearing cowboy boots when luke wears cowboy shirt🤝posting same part of older so fans can combine them (luke singing+playing guitar, ash singing a soft harmony) 🤝ash gently touching the whole side of Luke’s face and luke grinning happily like an idiot, onstage🤝luke staring at sweaty ash🤝holding hands couple pic at today show in nyc🤝lashton duet verse of Haze🤝

star ring 🤝 cowboy shirt 🤝 lashton : renaissance in 2022

[lashton-is-my-drug]

Lashton Hug in Raleigh, NC

September 3, 2023

After the boys take their bows, Ashton makes a beeline over to the other side of the stage, where Luke is, to give him a high five and a hug.

[lashton-is-my-drug]

Last night of the 5SOS North American leg of the Take My Hand World Tour via the tour diary.

Luke and Cal fist bump.

The reality of it being the last night of being in the cone onstage in America is setting in for Michael.

Ashton meanwhile, is offering a moment of praying hands with Luke. Luke is wearing his Lashton black onyx ring.

[clumsyclifford]

2, 8, 9, 11, 12 -hazel

hi hi hazel <3

2. Why do you write fanfiction? obsession with people/characters + desire to see them portrayed in a way that i can relate more easily to and/or consume content about them to satisfy that compulsive desire for Stories ? + i really like writing ???? i don’t know but that’s my guess 

8. Which character(s) do you find easiest to write? think i talked about this here

9. Which character(s) do you find most difficult to write? and i answered this one here!

11. Who or what do you find yourself writing about most? oh my. uhh. it depends on my overall mood. right now, romance. like. pure, happy, easy love. i am not entirely sure why. i think i completely exhausted my capacity for angst back in likeeeeeee november or whatever and now i’m just? empty but for fluff. specifically i enjoy writing late night fluff or DMCs (deep meaningful conversations) OR morning fluff ESPECIALLY in a kitchen. cos as we all know kitchens are for lovers. as for who, again, it very much depends on where my head’s at. so right now it’s jalex. but by the numbers i think it’s actually lashton then malum then mashton! ((though jalex is my fourth most written pairing on ao3 so what does that say about me fkjgkfdmhfsjkmlkjf)

12. Tell us about a WIP you’re excited about. uhhhhh well i talked a little bit about the spn au here but since you’ve given me this opportunity hmmm. oh well a lot of these wips i have are stagnant and waiting for me to just kinda.....be bored and inspired enough to finish them. and the one big WIP i have, i don’t wanna say what it is bc i enjoy the element of surprise, at least for a bit. there’s one i have that i haven’t touched in a minute but would still very much like to finish based on those gifs of michael teaching ashton to play amnesia while they were onstage. i’d love to get that fic done lol

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