#plus size ashton irwin

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hey 5sos fam

I’m looking for more fic recs with plus sized reader, because ya girl wants to feel seen

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Fic Titles W/ Their Names Masterlist

5 Seconds of Naughty (ao3) - sir_red luke/ashton, michael/calum E, 5k

Summary: Shameless smut about 5SOS.

5 Times Luke Though He Got Away With Keeping A Secret From The Boys and the 1 Time He Realized They Knew The Whole Time (ao3) - ProducedbyMGC N/R

Summary: 5 times Luke thought he got away with keeping a pretty big secret from the boys and the 1 time he realized maybe he's shit at keeping secrets.

Ash is on the floor (ao3) - tinyglitterrose ot4 M, 4k

Summary: “Are you hard?”, Luke asked bluntly and immediately he had the attention of three australians.

Play it cool, just play if off, Ashton thought to himself, as if he was not panicking right now.

“No? What the fuck, Luke?”, he tried to sound arrogant and even rolled his eyes at the blonde, but the other man wasn’t having it.

“No, no, you’re hard, I saw that”, then he giggled, “You have a boner, Ashy, I saw it”

Ashton shook his head violently, but Calum interrupted him before he could object again: “Do you really?”

— basically an Ashton centered foursome with plot.

Ashton Enchanted (ao3) - boomercal calum/ashton N/R, 46k

Summary: Ashton was given a special ‘gift’ when he was only a few days old, the 'gift’ of obedience. He has never been in love, never had friends and is content to keep it that way until a friendly girl in his class decides she wants to be his friend. Then Ashton has to come to terms with trusting those around him, maintaining his first friendships and managing his first real crush.

calum's song. (ao3) - badomensbaby luke/calum T, 6k

Summary: or, the five times luke thinks about telling calum he's in love with him, plus the one time he finally does.

Five Things Luke Hemmings Thinks About (ao3) - zaynshoran (oneswhonever) Luke/Calum, past Luke/Ashton M, 833

Summary: What Luke thinks about after Ashton’s death

How to make an idiot out of yourself, by Ashton Irwin. (ao3) - cuddlingluke luke/ashton T, 2k

Summary: the one where ashton mistakes his boss' son for a staff guy and makes him help him but luke doesn't mind

Life-Size Luke (ao3) - plushyluke luke/ashton E, 15k

Summary: ashton is a sex store employee when the new adult, collector dolls hit the shelves. he's had enough of these "lukey dolls," when one night everything changes, and his life becomes lukalicious.

lu and mike (tt) (ao3) - coolbabyblue michael/luke, calum/ofc T, 426k

Summary: The story in which Luke is an overly aggressive teen who just can’t seem to catch a break in life and Michael just wants to show him that he deserves the world and more.

Luke Hugged Him Back Just As Tightly And Heard Michael Whisper ‘Friends’. (ao3) - destiel_lemmings E, 28k

Summary: Luke knew that this was going to be weird. He new roommate/ex-kitten were now even more indulged in Luke’s mind. The only problem was that his roommate was not only attractive but he knew Luke like the back of his hand, and Luke had just met the boy.

Or this is a continuation of ‘With A Meow And A Belly Rub Luke Knew He Was In Love With The Ball Of Fur.’ And Michael knows all of Luke’s quirks but Luke is just getting to know the cute boy that was once his kitten. This is the journey through their friendship and maybe even relationship?

Lukey Boy - @daydadahlias (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) T, 4k

Summary: Ashton brings Luke to Craft Club.

Magic Mike (ao3) - im_just_a_sucker_for_bromance michael/everyone E, 3k

Summary: Ashton Irwin is turning 21 and wanted a grand party. To his surprise, his idea of ‘Grand Party’ does not coincide with what his friends think a 'Grand Party’ means. His night may turn out to be better than he had imagine.

Michael’s Dirty Diary (ao3) - im_just_a_sucker_for_bromance michael/luke E, 32k

Summary: Why did Luke find somebody’s diary? Why did he even want to read it when he knew he should not? The things he was reading were shocking but he could not help but read more, specially since he was involved. Who was that Michael anyway? Luke had to find out.

michael wants another slice - @sup3rbloom (haveufoundwhaturlookingfor) michael/luke T, 3k

Summary: Luke is Ashton's nerdy next door neighbor, and he also just happened to get a job as a pizza delivery boy. Michael crushes on him as soon as he meets him. Cue the endless teasing from Ashton and Calum. And Luke helps Michael get a job.

Mikey’s kink (ao3) - Directioner_Jcats_5sosfam michael/luke E, 4k

Summary: Basically, Michaels want’s to try a few kinks, and Luke want to help.

The 5 Times Calum Ran Into a Nameless Guy at a Bar, and The One Time He Wasn’t So Nameless��(ao3) - awfuldaycupcake calum/ashton N/R, 7k

Summary: The one where Calum keeps seeing Ashton in bars, but doesn’t even know his name

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Loved your plus size HC. Can you right a fic with Luke where Y/N is a little bit chubby and really short? Like she's not plus sized but she has a tummy and she's really insecure about that cause people always told her that then she's wondering why he's w/ her but Lu doesn't care that she doesn't have a model body and it's just really fluffy.

Yes! I absolutely can! I definitely relate to the very short with a tummy so I feeeeel!

"Luke, just because you're my boyfriend doesn't mean that I won't bite you," you muttered and crossed your arms.

Luke's arm was rested on the top of your head and he had the biggest shit eating grin on his face. "Oh c'mon, Y/N. You're the only one I can do this to."

"We are in public, ya noob," you blushed slightly. Currently, you were both in line at a coffee shop waiting to order.

Luke chuckled and slid his arm around your shoulders instead. "Alright. I'll behave."

You shook your head but couldn't stop the smile that started to appear on your face. He always teased you about your height and used it to his advantage. Usually as an armrest. All jokes aside, Luke adored the way you fit perfectly against his chest and used any opportunity he could to hug you against him.

Once you placed your order, Luke led you to a small table and instructed you to sit while he waited for the drinks. You took a seat as you were told and took a moment to glance around the coffee shop. So many interesting people lived in LA and it was always entertaining to see the different outfits and hair colors.

A group of tall, leggy girls strolled into the shop looking like they stepped out of a Vogue cover. The three of them were slim and wearing skintight clothing that accentuated their bodies. They looked so confident and gorgeous.

You frowned a bit and looked down at your own stomach. It was definitely chubby. Not thin like those girls. You poked at your tummy and peered back at the girls with the "perfect" bodies.

"Here you go, love," Luke interrupted your thoughts and set your drink in front of you before settling down in the chair across from you.

You looked up at him and cleared your throat. "Thanks."

His eyes scanned your face and his eyebrow raised in confusion. "Are you alright, babe?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," you mumbled and played with the paper cup in front of you.

Luke gently moved the cup out of your hands and slid it to his side of the table. You started to protest when he held up a hand to stop you.

"You can have your coffee back when you tell me what's really wrong," he explained.

Letting out a soft sigh, you sat up a bit straighter in the chair. "I'm just really wondering why you're with me."

"I did drive us both here, so that's part of why I'm with you," he teased.

"You know what I mean, Lu."

He drummed his fingers against the side of his coffee cup and collected his thoughts. A few curls fell around his eyes and he ran a hand through them to tame them.

"I'm with you, Y/N, because you're kind, loving, sweet, funny, charming, beautiful, and smart," he stated matter of fact.

"But you live in LA. There are so many models and girls more suited to your type."

He scoffed quietly. "My type? Baby, you're my type. You're a model to me. My sweet girlfriend."

"I don't have a flat tummy," you said softly.

He looked at your eyes and his expression softened. "Is that what this is about?"

You nodded.

Luke gathered both coffee cups and handed you yours while he offered his hand. You took the coffee and his hand and stood from the chair.

"Where are we going?" You asked, slightly worried.

"Somewhere safe."

It turned out that somewhere safe was at his place in front of a big mirror. He stood you in front of it and rested his hands on your hips.

"Luke, what are we doing?" You protested.

"Shh. I'm getting there," he murmured and moved you closer to his body so your back was flush with his torso and chest.

You couldn't even look at the mirror and wished he would just let you go.

"Okay. Look in the mirror, sweetheart," he spoke softly.

You hesitated for a moment and sucked in a deep breath before you finally confronted your reflection.

"What do you see?"

You looked yourself up and down. You saw flaws, a chubby stomach, and a gorgeous man behind you. "Luke."

"I see a beautiful, strong, healthy woman," he started, "that means so much to me. I see a woman that never fails to make me smile. I see beautiful legs that carry you wherever you go. I see warm arms that wrap so nicely around me. I see an adorable tummy that keeps you alive with good food and water. I see lips that kiss me back and eyes that look into mine."

His words sunk into your mind and emotions started to bubble up in your chest.

"I see my wonderful girlfriend that I love so much. No matter what. I fell for all of you." His hands skimmed over your hips and up to your stomach where they rested so gently. He gave you a soft squeeze and held you close.

"You love my stomach too?"

He smiled softly and pressed a kiss to your shoulder. "I love your stomach, baby. It's soft, huggable, and a part of you."

You glanced back into the mirror and saw the way his hands were rested on your stomach. Touching you with love and affection.

"You are so beautiful, Y/N," he whispered into your ear, making you shiver.

You dashed away a few stray tears that had rolled down your cheeks and allowed yourself to believe it.

Luke gently spun you in his arms so that you were now facing him and he hugged you tight against his tall frame. The feeling of his arms and chest made you feel safe and wanted. Your body began to relax into his and his hands rubbed your back.

"That's my girl," Luke murmured and placed his head atop yours.

"Thank you, Lu. I love you so much."

He grinned and kissed the top of your head and held you tight. "I love you too, sweetheart. Let's go find Petunia and have us a little cuddle sesh yeah?"

You nodded and followed him to his bed and laughed when he laid you down on the soft blankets.

"Piggy!" Luke called out and kicked off his shoes. He climbed on the bed beside you and flung his arm around you.

A few moments later, the sound of clacking nails raced across the hardwood floors and a small body launched itself onto the bed.

"Hi, Petunia," you cooed.

She responded with a snort and a lick to your cheek.

Luke beamed and reached to scratch her ears. "Now I have my favorite girls together."

You snuggled against both of them and warmth spread throughout your body. It felt like home.

"You will always be beautiful in my eyes, Y/N. I will always be here to remind you."

(I may have gone slightly overboard with the length, but I felt like it. That's all I have to say about that. I hope you like it anon!! -Kenzie xx)

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Summer Surprise

Just some Calum Hood fluff with plus size! reader

Summary: Y/n wasn't having the best day in the hot sun, so Calum decided to plan a surprise date for them.

The hot blazing sun just made Y/N whine harder. It felt like her skin was boiling. She wasn't that used to the weather in sunny California yet. Especially as a big girl, the weather seemed that much harder to handle for her.

Calum was much more used to it, for obvious reasons. With him growing up in Australia of all places and performing with the band that could take hours at a time. Sometimes after the show, it feels like his clothes we're melting into his body.

He was watching from afar at Y/n sulking on the long lawn chair. She was wearing a black one piece bathing suit. Out of all the color of bathing suits she wore, it had to be the one that attracted the most heat.

Calum was only thinking about how he could turn her frown upside down. Then he cannonballed into the pool. The water splashed on Y/n, but she didn't mind. She was going to get into the pool eventually. She jumped in and Calum immediately tackled her.

"Stop your too hot. Get away from me." Y/n yelled." Me being hot never stopped you before from touching me." Calum said with a smirk. "You know what I mean Cal. This weather just isn't made for me." She said, still frowning. Calum mocked her frown and said "I know something that will make you feel better." Y/n's face looked up into Calum's beautiful brown eyes and she asked "what?" Calum just said "You'll see." and tackles Y/n down in the water again.

Flash forward hours later. They have already got out and showered. The weather was feeling so much better already. It was getting colder.

The sun is setting down and curiosity has been killing Y/n all day. Calum went to the store and has been there for about an hour.

The doorbell rings and she immediately opens the door, knowing her Māori man was on the other side. He had tons of bags in his hand and you even saw a kiddy pool on the front porch. "Why on Earth did you buy a kiddie pool?" She asked. The only response that he said was "You'll see."

Calum made Y/n wait in their bedroom as he does stuff to the backyard. She sat there waiting impatiently until he came to get her. She was told to wear a normal outfit. So leggings and a band t-shirt it was. He made her put on a blindfold as he walked her to the backyard. His hands kept slipping to her very curvy hips, which made her blush. When she heard the back door squeak, she realized that they were outside.

He took your blindfold off and her eyes went so wide. "Oh my goodness." Was the first thing she said. Infront of her was a projector that he had for a couple of years. In front of that was a white sheet on the fence. The projector was already playing the beginning to "Highschool Musical 2". Then she noticed the kiddie pool that was blew up and was in the pool with blankets, popcorn, and 2 cans of Dr. Peppers. She looked up at him confused.

"So I saw this life hack on YouTube a couple weeks ago and I've been waiting to try it out. It was for Summer life hacks and basically you get a kiddie pool, blankets, a projector, a sheet, and whatever else so you can have your own little movie theater in our backyard." Calum said.

She looked up at him, just gawking at him. He didn't just look beautiful, he was beautiful inside too. "Aww thank you so much. You didn't have to do any of this though." She said, snacking hemis chest. "I wanted to and I saw how miserable you were in the Summer heat and I want to turn your friend upside down." Calum replied.

"You could of just bought me ice cream", Y/n joked. They both laughed as Calum led Y/n to the pool. "Calum, are you sure that we can't just watch the movie on the lawn chairs?" She asked worried about her weight and not wanting to fall in." " Y/n I assure you that you're not gonna fall in. I made sure that the pool is filled with air and I bought the biggest one, so we can snuggle in it." Calum said and it made her heart clench. Y/n kissed Calum and held the kiss, before they needed to come back up for air.

Calum then led Y/n to the pool where he got in first and she followed. The movie was great as always. Y/n sung along to every song whole Calum was staring at her. He put his arm around her and she melted against his touch. They cuddled like that, until the movie was done.

Y/n never thought she could have such an amazing man like Calum. He was everything she needed and more.

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Between Hate and Lust

Ashton Irwin x Plus Size Reader

Author’s Note: I plan to make this multiple parts if anyone is interested in reading more. I tried something new and included Ashton’s POV in this one so feedback is much appreciated. It’s not the best and its a little short but part two will be longer, if you even want part two. I also want to thank @petuniaisawildflower​ for letting me talk ideas and give me feedback.  I’m not writing this series to exclude any body type, shape, or size because everyone’s bodies should be accepted and celebrated. So I am very sorry if this in any way excludes anyone, that is not my intention. If there’s anything you’d like to read please leave a request in my asks and I will try my best to do it justice. If you have any feedback or ideas for part three please let me know.    

Summary: Y/N hates Ashton from school. Now they’re adults, maid of honor and best man at the same wedding, and forced to be civil.

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of bullying, and mentions of sexual tension

Always a bridesmaid never a bride is exactly how you would describe your life right now. For whatever reason it seemed like everyone you knew was getting married. Normally you wouldn’t mind, you actually kind of loved weddings but right now you couldn’t help but feel cynical. You just caught your boyfriend cheating on you.

Your best friend was getting married and asked you to be her maid of honor. Obviously you were happy for her and you wanted to be a part of her special day, you just wish it wasn’t opposite of him. Ashton Irwin, the best man at the wedding and your sworn enemy since school. He was loud, outgoing and hung out with the douchiest boys at your school. Boys who were responsible for ruining many kids school experience, including your own. The group of boys mainly made fun of your appearance, specifically your weight and even though Ashton never contributed to the name calling he didn’t stop it either. You can remember on multiple occasions standing there being tormented by their words, fighting back the tears and you’d look over at Ashton, desperate for him to intervene and he’d instantly look away and stare at the ground.

You thought you had gotten rid of him once his shitty band started to take off but somehow he managed to stay close friends with groom and now you were forced to not only be civil with him for the day but walk down the aisle along side him.

It’s been about 8 years since you saw him last, in person that is. You’d never admit it out loud but every now and then your curiosity got the better of you and you checked in on him online. It was easy to do since he somehow managed to become famous. As much as he annoyed you it annoyed you even more that you found him attractive. It was obvious from the photos on google that he was starting to fill out, really finding himself and style. His arms were muscular and decorated with ink and his torso was broad and toned and shit was he talented.

When you first found out Ashton was going to be the best man you were annoyed yes but at least you had your boyfriend to fall back on but now you had no one to escape to if things got bad. Not only do you have to be a kick ass maid of honor but you also have to avoid your asshole ex and deal with your arch enemy.

Tonight was the rehearsal dinner and the first time you would be seeing Ashton. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t spend extra time on your hair and makeup and spend weeks picking out the perfect dress. You didn’t want to look good for him, you wanted to look good for yourself and to show him that you were hot and confident despite everything that was said to you at school.

You decided on a pastel pink midi dress with cold shoulder straps paired with some wedges. You pulled up to the restaurant early. You made sure to give yourself plenty of time to get there and help out anyway you could. Your stomach was in knots as you made your way inside, you hated that he could still get a reaction from you after all these years.

You walked up towards the stunning bride and greeted her with a big hug.

“You look gorgeous!” You gushed.

“Looked who’s talking,” she replied. “This is supposed to be my night.” The two of you banter back and forth for awhile until other guests start trickling in.

“I should go greet everyone. Please try to be civil with Ash tonight,” she pleaded. You made a disgusted face and sighed.

Your next stop was at the bar, there was no way you were getting through this without a little liquid courage. With a drink in hand you started to walk around the room greeting the bride’s family you recognized. You were caught up in your conversation with the flower girl and two drinks deep when you saw him.

Ashton’s POV

It felt strange being home after so long, going to a wedding where there are bound to be people from school. Like almost everyone else in the world you did things as a teenager you weren’t proud of but there was one thing you were particularly ashamed of and you would be forced to address it most likely tonight. Your friends in high school were complete assholes, with the exception of the groom obviously but he went to a different school. They bullied a lot of different kids and although sometimes you did put them in their place you never did it for her. Y/N. They picked on her more than most and one time you said something to them after she had ran off and they made fun of you for weeks saying how you had a crush on her and how you were a ‘chubby chaser.’ It shouldn’t have bothered you as much as it did but you were young and stupid and you did actually have a crush on her. She was kind, funny, smart and pretty. Now you’re here however many years later about to be best man beside a maid of honor who probably hates you.

As soon as you walked into the room you started to scan the crowd for her, embarrassingly you checked the brides Instagram every now and then to see if she posted pictures with Y/N so you knew how she’s grown into her beauty. While you were searching the bride and groom greeted you.

“Ash, Thanks so much for coming and being a part of our big day!” The bride greeted as she hugged you.

“Course! Thanks for having me,” you hugged her and your best friend.

“Grab a drink, mate and find your seat we’re going to get started in a bit. You’re at the big table with us.” You nod and find your way to the bar to order a whisky. While you’re waiting for your drink, you finally see her. Shit, she looks beautiful. She’s practically glowing as she stands there talking to two young kids. Her smile lights up the room and her body in that dress was enough to make your trousers tight. You were definitely staring when the two of you locked eyes. It was now or never you thought to yourself as you slowly started to walk towards her. What were you going to say? Should you introduce yourself? Or assume she remembers you? What if she thinks your a dick for assuming? You don’t want her to think you’re a conceited prick. Shit, she was even prettier the closer you got and her smell was intoxicating.

Y/N’s POV

Fuck he’s walking over and my god was he sexy. His black hair was slicked back and he was wearing fitted black trousers, a polka button up, and a black blazer. You tried to push all the nasty thoughts out of your brain, reminding yourself that you hated him. Your breath hitches in your throat as got closer.

“Hi I’m Ashton the best man,” he introduced himself as if he didn’t remember you at all. What a prick.

“Seriously?” You scoffed. “We went to the same school but I shouldn’t be surprised considering you’re a big rockstar now.” And with that you walked away. Of course he didn’t remember you, it was stupid of you to think he would.

But Ashton didn’t let it go. He swiftly made his way in front of you.

“Woah, I know we went to school together, was just tryna be polite hun,” his hand reached out to touch your arm and your blood started to boil. You instinctively pulled away.

“Oh so now you care about being polite?” You snapped. “And don’t call me hun, I have a name. Let’s do everyone a favor and speak as little as humanly possible.”

Ashton’s smile dropped and his face got red. He opened his mouth to respond but was cut off when they clanked glasses and asked everyone to take their seats. Although you were forced to sit at the same table, you were thankful it wasn’t right next to each other. You did your best to ignore him the rest of the night but you could feel his eyes on you every so often. It made you self conscious and aroused all at the same time.

Ashton’s POV

What the hell? That didn’t go how you planned at all. She wouldn’t even give you a chance to explain yourself, she instantly shot down your throat. It was kind of rude but you probably deserved it but you also deserved a chance to apologize don’t you?

You wished that the two of you were seated next to each other so you would have another chance to apologize. Unfortunately you were sat across the table from her. You didn’t mean to stare but the way her lips wrapped around the fork and her tongue traced her lips was truly mesmerizing. You mind raced with thoughts of that pretty mouth all over you specifically around your cock.

She stood up and excused herself from the table. You waited a few few minutes before you did the same, you needed another chance to apologize. It was obvious that your dirty thoughts had zero percent chance of coming true but you were hoping there was a way she’d listen to you.

Y/N’s POV

You excused yourself from the table and practically sprinted to the bathroom, you needed to get away from him. You couldn’t take those eyes on you any longer, you were minutes away from jumping across the table to either punch him in the face or jump his bones.

You caught your breath and touched up your makeup before you swung open the bathroom door revealing Ashton leaning against the wall.

He started to walk towards you, “look y/n I’m sorry about everything.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “I swear I did say something to those twats once but they just started teasing me saying all this shit...”

You cut him off with a sarcastic laugh. “That must have been so hard for you, being tease that one time.” Your anger started to take control as you stepped closer to him.

“Look I’m trying to apologize but your not letting me. I’m not saying you have to accept it but you could at least be fucking civil and let me finish.” He scolded.

“You think now that you’re a big rockstar you deserve to be forgiven?” The space between you two was practically nonexistent. It took a lot for you to not attack those stupid lips of his.

“Quit fucking sayin’ that will ya? I’m gonna say what I have to say and you’re gonna stop bitching for two seconds and listen.” Ashton hissed. “Unless you need some help keeping that pretty mouth shut.”

That was it, you were practically putty standing in front of him. You wanted to be mad at him, to hate him but you were so turned on. You tried to remain your composure to form together a witty retort but as soon as your mouth opened Ashton’s index finger was pressed against your ample lips.

“I was young and stupid but it’s no excuse for not standing up for you. I knew it was wrong and I’ve thought about for years. I’m truly sorry for everything they said to you and I wish there was a way to make it right.” He removed his finger and stood back but still kept eye contact. 

  You could feel the tears pooling in your eyes, you had waited years to hear that. Your head was overflowing with so many different emotions you didn’t know what to do first. Just as you were about to say something to Ashton the two of you were interrupted by someone walking past to use the bathroom. And this time Ashton was the one walking away, leaving you standing alone in dim lit hallway with a whole lot of thoughts and feelings.

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you can’t stop | a.i

notes: so this was an idea that came up when i first started screaming to @spicycal​ about broadway!ash and then i spiralled because i started listening to the hairspray soundtrack and said the magical words ‘my head has got ashton playing link in hairspray and my mind won't shut!! up!!' and honestly it was one of the first things i started screaming at sarah about and it’s how we became friends because we’re musical nerds (read: clowns) and this idea wouldn’t leave me alone thus this was born. (also there is a part two in the works!) pairing: broadway!ash x plus sized female!reader warnings: a few swears but that’s it? word count: 2.3k

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When you stepped into rehearsals on the first day, it took some time to fully register that you were the leading lady of the show and not just a background character. You knew that today was all about breaking the ice, so to speak. 

You knew that over the years, your sense of humour had developed because of the kids you’d grown up with, the people who still made you feel uncomfortable about your weight, and you had turned it back on them.

So when they got to you, you grinned as you gave them your name and who you were playing.

“Don’t know if the extra weight gave it away, but I’m playing Tracey Turnblad. This is my first time as a lead character and the only way I break ice is by jumping on it.” It took a full second before the other actors started laughing, the director wearing a short grin as the atmosphere relaxed.

It was certainly more easier on your nerves than you’d anticipated because everyone had laughed and you let out a breath you hadn’t realised you’d been holding as the others introduced themselves.

And then your eyes fell onto the final person.

“My name’s Ashton, feel free to call me Ash. Can you guess who I’m going to be playing? Although, unlike our leading lady, it could be a difficult guess.” And for the first time in your career, you wanted to punch that stupid self satisfied smug look off his face. 

A few people tittered nervously, but you just snorted in response. You’d heard worse from directors.

‘You only have to deal with him for the next two years.’ You told yourself firmly. 

The first ten weeks were rehearsals. Normally it would’ve been six weeks, but since it was an entirely new cast, the producer had opted for the extra time to help the cast bond since this show run was going to be two years to start with. Opening night was far enough away that you could surprise your family, since you’d kept this job quiet from them.

As you began the warm ups, the director—who had introduced himself as Evan—moved you front and centre. 

“Right, I want to start off with your vocal range. We’ll have other duets fall in as we change the songs but keep it to mostly your songs before we move to ensemble. Once we know the ranges of you lot, our lovely composer Brian,” he waved out to the man who was leaning against one of the walled mirrors in the studio, “will be able to figure out if we need to change any songs.”

It wasn’t so much as brutal, but it put you through your paces. You realised quickly that this was certainly going to be a welcome challenge for you.

Ashton remained smug throughout his parts and it took everything in you to not slap the silly smirk off his face when it got to your duets. But you resisted, matching him pace for pace which surprised him.

When the first break hit, you were feeling warm as you took some water and the actress playing Maybelle—Jace—stepped up to you, braids piled up on her head as she lifted her water bottle in a toast to you. 

“So, first time being the leading lady, huh?” And you smiled. 

“I’ve been working as just an ensemble cast member for the last few years. I jumped at the chance for the audition with Evan and when I got the call back, I knew it was gonna be what I needed.” You shared a grin with Jace. 

A few other cast members came up to you. It was when the one who was playing Amber bounced over, her blonde hair tied back in a high ponytail, bouncing with her movements. 

It took you a second to remember her name was Cassie. 

“So you’re going to be my enemy for the foreseeable future.” Her tone was teasing, the grin on her lips disarming you for a second. 

“I mean, I guess?” You felt confused and she grinned. 

“Reckon we can be friends?” This had you relaxing instantly. 

“Don’t see the harm in that. And maybe when you’re in character you can teach Irwin good manners.” Cassie laughed as she slung her arm across your shoulders and looped her other with Jace’s 

“That man might be a good actor but if you get him to learn some good manners I think the gods would bless you.” 

When the day finished, both Cassie and Jace were convincing you to come out with them for drinks. And despite the hesitation, you couldn’t say no to their pleading faces.

“Is your place close by?” Cassie finally asked and you could feel a smile settle on your lips. 

“If you’ve already got stuff to change into, we can get ready at my apartment?” The offer was met with an immediate agreement, both girls split from you and began inviting others to the night out. 

You’d made fast friends with both of them by the time you were dressed up with a splash of makeup on. As the three of you left, it felt nice as you laughed at Cassie’s imitation of Ashton. 

“Hi, I’m Ashton Irwin and I’m a cocky son of a bitch who doesn’t like meeting new people.” Her tone and pitch had the two of you cracking up as you waited for the lift. When Cassie had pitched the invite to him, he’d rolled his eyes and told her that he had better plans. It certainly hadn’t endeared him to her with that.

It took barely ten minutes but by the time you reached the club where a lot of the cast were waiting, excitement began to ooze through your body. 

“First round of shots are on me!” You called out to the group, earning excited yells as you all headed in. 

With Cassie’s help—since she knew how many people there were—you got the order in and toasted to the lot of them. 

“May these runs lead up to incredible shows!” With the shot knocked back, Jace was quick to pull you to the floor, the music loud as the two of you danced the night away with the rest of the cast members.

—

You were furious. Beyond furious with Ashton.

He’d crossed a line. To embarrass you in such a way in front of so many directors, it hurt. 

When you got to rehearsals the following morning, your anger hadn’t abated. Jace wisely kept her own counsel as you changed into what you’d dubbed as your rehearsal outfit. Loose fitted tee-shirt and black leggings. 

“You realise that it’s final scenes today?” Jace had quietly commented, her eyes concerned and you could feel your temper bubble. 

“I can be civil with him when we’re on stage. But off stage? All bets are off.” You snapped, slamming your locker shut and making your way through. She fell silent, casting a worried glance with Cassie before they headed onto the stage.

You hadn’t even made it to the stage when a hand grasped your shoulder, pulling you deeper into the wings of the stage, further away from your castmates. Your fury ignited at the audacity of Ashton.

“Look, about last night-” he started, his voice quiet.

“Don’t you fucking dare, Irwin.” You snapped back, cutting him off as you yanked your arm free from his grip. His shock at your reaction stunned him silent. 

“What? Nothing to say to me? Nothing to say to me after you embarrassed me in front of every big fucking name in the industry? Nothing to say to me after saying that my family shouldn’t bother for opening night since I’m going to mess it up?” You didn’t bother keeping your voice down. The director knew you and Ashton didn’t get along well, but you were able to work with him. 

“I just wanted to say-” He tried again but you cut him off.

“You wanted to say what, exactly? That you’re sorry? I don’t want your fucking apology. It’s worthless. You could be the king of fucking england and I still won’t give you my time or attention anymore, unless it’s directly related to work. Now back off.” You snapped, pulling away completely and leaving him stunned.

“Ooo, do we need to be having words?” Cassie teased and you took in a slow deep breath, pushing down your anger towards him so you wouldn’t snap at Cassie. You knew she meant well she always did, but you were still too angry, too hurt to not take it the wrong way.

Evan gave you a lasting look, tapping his fingers on the script. 

“Dance rehearsal today. We’ll work on the scenes later and tomorrow.” He announced, earning groans from the ensemble. Ashton slipped onto the stage quietly. 

You threw Evan a grateful look and he simply nodded as he clapped his hands.

“Chop chop, we don’t have all day for this. We’ll go from where the girls are fighting to be seen on camera.” As the cast rearranged themselves, you stepped over to the corner from where you’d come down. Cassie winked at you and you offered her a weak grin. 

“From the top!” 

-

After you’d yelled at him, Ashton had done his best to keep out of your way before opening night. But on opening night you knew you had to call a truce. 

Knocking on his dressing room door, you waited quietly before you heard him knock something over in his haste to get to the door.

As he pulled it open, his eyes widened in shock to find you standing there in front of him.

“Can I come in?” Your voice was quiet and it took him a moment before he nodded and stepped back, letting you in before closing the door behind you. You had to try and ignore the fact that he was half dressed, his shirt clearly hanging from the back of the chair.

He offered the small couch that was in the corner of his dressing room, pulling the chair over to sit in front of you and suddenly you felt your courage and words disappear.

“So, did you need something?” His voice was hesitant, and you couldn’t exactly blame him for that. Ever since you’d verbally smacked him down before rehearsal, he’d done his best to avoid pissing you off outside of rehearsal. 

His question pulled you back to that moment and you felt your courage return, taking a slow deep breath.

“I’m calling a truce between us. Or at least, a truce between my attitude and yourself.” Although you’d been well in the right to be so angry with him and continue the treatment, he’d done everything he could to change that before backing off.

His jaw dropped at your words, sucking in a sharp breath as he processed your words.

“I-uh, don’t know what to say to that except, thanks, I guess?” You snorted at that.

“I’ve been so furious with you for what you did. You embarrassed me and made me look like some kind of pity pick. After working Broadway for years, do you know how much that hurt me? Hurt my career? ” His face flushed in shame as his gaze dropped to his hands that were resting in his lap.

“I hadn’t even considered...” He trailed off and you scoffed.

“Of course you didn’t. You’re the popular kid. The one people fight over to have on their team. You don’t need to consider other people’s feelings because everyone tries to cater for you.” You couldn't help the bitterness slip out with your words and his eyes lifted to meet yours.

“I really fucked up.” 

“That’s putting it lightly, Ashton. You single handedly nearly destroyed my entire career with those words. Evan had to tell me that he’d had calls from other casting directors who had other names to replace me if he needed it.” You could see that the message was sinking in for Ashton, the guilt etched into his face mixed with a look of horror.

“I’m so sorry, I- I never even realised-” You cut him off.

“The damage is done. Thankfully Evan managed to put them off from that and invited them to the opening night of the show. If we pull this off we could be working together for a lot longer than the two years we’re scheduled to.” A wry smile crossed your lips. “So don’t fuck this up tonight.” 

Ashton stared at you for a solid ten seconds before he started laughing. 

“You’ve got it, doll. How about we start over?” He held his hand out to you and you took a second before grasping his hand. He surprised you by bringing the back of your hand to his lips and without even realising, you’d rolled your eyes at his theatrics.

“It’s one thing to start over with me, but I think you need to start over with the rest of the cast too. Cassie is still fully prepared to scalp you for doing what you did.” He winced at that before letting your hand go.

“I guess I owe it to you and them to start over, don’t I?” You nodded at his words, watching as he ran a hand through his hair. 

“I know that everyone has their families in for the opening night and they’re going to want to celebrate this success with them. How about you start with the rehearsal tomorrow and see how that goes?” He nodded at that.

“I think I might just do that. And for what it’s worth, I truly am sorry for what I did and said.” Your eyes studied his face and you let the corner of your lips tug just a little bit.

“I know.” You leaned forwards and kissed his cheek before heading out, leaving him speechless.

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[hollandsmushroom]

So, I’m an Ashton Girl, and fetus Ash kills me lol so maybe pre 5SOS era? When he still had the highlights and the fringe. Reader is new to school and gets bullied because of her weight. Ash likes her though and he goes out of his way to eat lunch with her and help her find all her classes and they sit together out on the quad during their free periods and just fluffy cute until he builds up the nerve to make a move?

Sorry this took a while, I had something really emotionally difficult happen to me in the middle of writing this, I am also sorry that its not the exact thing that you wanted and that it’s not that well written, anyhoodle, lots of love. 

Also Quick Reminder: Y’all, people can say hurtful things and the reason they say them is because they are unhappy with who they are, it has absolutely no reflection of who you are!!! Some comments used throughout this are things that have been said to me so they are not made up to romanticize bullying.

No one likes being the new kid, well, no sane person at least, and this is one instance where you could be considered mostly sane(okay, sorry, that was a joke, no shade). You hated being the new kid and you knew this having been the new kid a few times before. You were always targeted for your weight because kids find joy in tearing each other down, you had hoped that this school would be different, spending the night before your first day in your room trying to find something inconspicuous to wear, something that wouldn’t draw attention. As soon as you walked through the doors of Richmond High School you could tell that it was going to be just like any other school you had attended, that with little time passing you would be called out for the ways your thighs touched. You knew that it wouldn’t be long but you didn’t expect it to be within your first day, usually it takes people a coupled days to get over the whole “new girl” thing and begin mocking you, but no, not Richmond High, they got over the curiosity of a new girl with in seconds of seeing you, they didn’t even know your name before they started tearing in,

“Hey, hey, new girl, why are you so fat?” a boy, who you could tell always acted like he knew everything, yelled at you from his group of friends, leaning against the lockers with his arms crossed. You tucked your head down, pretending that you hadn’t heard him, picking up your walking speed before you realized you had no clue where you were supposed to be going, you held you schedule tight in your hands, the paper crumpled at the edges from your grip. You were distracted, trying to rid the echoes of the boys words from your head and find your class. Hurrying though the halls you ran into the chest of a purple shirted boy with a toothy grin and a blonde fringe that rivaled any other fringe you had seen.

“Wow, hey, you okay,” the boy spoke, his voice still not having dropped entirely, you didn’t know how to respond, he looked kind and goofy and like he shouldn’t be talking to the new girl who just got called out for being bigger than the people around her.

“Uhm, yea, yea, I am just looking for m-my class,” you stumbled over your

“Let me help you,” he immediately offered, he smiled kindly at you “Here, let me see your schedule,” he extended his hand for you to place your schedule in, you did as he asked, handing him the crumpled information. “Hey we have the same classes for 1st, 3rd, and 6th, the other ones I can walk you to if you’d like?”

“That would be lovely, but, um can I know your name before you become my escort,” you blushed, looking into his eyes

“Oh, yeah, I Ashton Irwin, and you are?”

“I am Y/n,” you giggled slightly, he seemed much more grown up than anyone you had seen at the school so far

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Y/n,” he reached out his hand for you to shake

“Same goes for you,” taking his hand in yours

The warning bell rung through the halls and without warning Ashton began pulling you along the hall

“Come on, we’ll be late for class” he spoke as he kept pulling you to you shared class.

You reached the classroom with seconds to spare, you assumed that once you reached the sanctuary of the classroom that Ashton would drop your hand but he didn’t, he clung to your hand pulling you to the back of the class room, making you sit in the seat next to him. He dropped your hand as class began, you were called to the front of introduce yourself, to scared to look up see anyone else in your class you looked at the only person in the school that had been kind to you, Ashton and he met your gaze happily.

You followed everyone out of the room as class ended, you found the highlighted fringed boy that you had met earlier that day, he was waiting for you it appeared, and you were correct.

That is how it went on he would meet you after class and walk you to your next class, and it wasn’t just for the first few days, he continued to do it long after you had learned where your classes were. On the first day, during lunch break you ate with Ashton, and thats how things continued for the next couple weeks. He was really your only friend at the school.

Around 2 months into beginning of the school, the boy who had yelled at you on the first day of hadn’t relented in his abuse and you hadn’t shared this burden with anyone else, and you could only hope that Ashton wouldn’t find out, you would be mortified.

You walked into the school, fully expecting the relentless attack on your appearance from cruel locker boy.

“Hey, I have seen you have been hanging out with Irwin lately, hope you don’t believe he’ll ever fall for you, your not the type of person anyone could ever fall in love with, I mean, look at you,” he waved his hand gesturing from head to toe. It was the cruelest thing he had said to you so far, and his words caused your stoic exterior to break, you ran, not any specific place just away from him. You found a place in the alley behind the school where no one ever went, you slid down against the wall your back getting cut by the concrete of the school. Curling into your legs, you buried your face in your knees, your pants becoming wet with tears.

You didn’t know how long you had been there, you only knew that the boys words were still in your head. You heard footsteps approaching you causing you to curl tighter into yourself not wanting to talk to anyone at the moment.

“Y/n…Y/n…Y/n,” a familiar voice called your name, trying to figure out where you had hidden. “Oh my god, there you are,” you heard the same voice repeat and before you could remove your head from your knees you felt arms wrap around you, pulling you in-between their legs. Having become accustomed to the voice, and the scent, and the more affectionate side of Ashton, you curled into his chest, still crying your eyes out, dampening the purple shirt that Ashton loved so much.

You stayed like this for a while, curled into his arms as your breathing became progressively more regular. When you finally pulled away Ashton had a big dark purple spot in the middle of his chest, the fabric having darkened a shade with your tears. He reached a drumstick calloused hand out to wipe the tears from under your eyes.

“Y/n, I heard what they said to you,” he mumbled looking into your blood shot orbs, “ And can I just say, what they said, it’s not true,” having gained further composure you mustered up the power to speak

“W-what do you mean?” you spoke with a broken voice. Without a word he leaned in, pressing his lips to yours with the built up lust of 2 months behind them. He pulled away, but not to far, just far enough so that when he spoke his lips still brushed over yours, his fringe against your forehead as he leaned his head on yours

“I mean that what they said isn’t true, that no one could ever fall in love with you is the biggest falsehood I have ever heard,” he pressed his lips to yours once again before returning to the minimal distance between you two, “I know this because I sure as hell have fallen for you, and I hope you feel the same,”

“Then today’s your lucky day because I do feel the same,”

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[esbisos]

Requested moodboard for another body posi-queen @irwinkitten // Laura, I love you, your writings and your effort to write for all body types. I also love your peachy/blue layout so tried to use those colors. 

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[bandblogging]

I love all of you (Ashton Irwin imagine)

Pairing: Ashton Irwin x Reader

Words: 1.7k

Warning: Swearing

Sum.: You're a plus size girl and sometimes you can't help but beat yourself up about it but Ashton will always be there to make you feel better about yourself.

A/N: I have to be honest I don't expect this to do well at all, because not everyone can relate. Also to be completely honest I wrote this for a very selfish reason, I am plus size and sometimes I just want to cheer myself up a little. But I hope that some of you can appreciate this because I still feel like plus size! 5sos is lacking, also I mean Ashton is just fucking great ok

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Being friends with the boys you had rarely thought about your body in a negative way. They had always made you feel loved but still you couldn't help but compare yourself to others every once in a while. Lately, especially since you and Ashton had started dating, it had gotten worse and you found yourself beating yourself up a lot more. Michael's and Luke's girlfriend hat joined you guys on tour and you felt like they were total opposites to you. Looking more confident than you would probably ever feel, thin and beautiful. Sure there were times where you felt confident but there were often short lived.

Just now you were waiting in a relatively small room for the boys to be called in for the photoshoot. All seats were taken and the two girlfriends hat taken place on their respective boyfriend's lap. You leaned against the wall and took out your phone. You scrolled through your twitter for a bit but nothing interesting was coming up. When you pushed it back into your pocket you looked up and met Ashton's eyes. He looked at you, raising his eyebrows and patting his lap. You knew what he offered you immediately and a pinkish colour spread over your cheeks when you quickly shook your head. Sitting on his lap in your mind would crush him, feeling like you were too heavy for him.

You had spent the rest of the time shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other, declining Ashton's offer another two times when he patted his lap again and again. You absolutely didn't feel confident about sitting on him and you didn't want to risk embarrassing yourself in front of everybody else.

When the boys had left you let yourself fall down on the couch and sighed to yourself. The others were engaged in a conversation which you did not want to interrupt and so you pulled your phone out again.

A while later you were leaving the building together, your and Ashton's hands intertwined. And just to make your day even worse it they decided that there was a mall really close by and that they wanted to go shopping. You forced a smile and nodded, not wanting to be the buzz killer. Ashton squeezed you hand when he saw your face and raised an eyebrow. "Are you alright?", he moved closer and whispered it into your ear so that none of the others would hear it. "Yeah, sure", you answered back and bit your lip. You didn't usually lie to him but you couldn't help it.

When you left the fourth shop your head hang low and you couldn't help but feel defeated. Either all the clothes were too small, weren't fitting right or if they were your size they looked ridiculous. Big weird designs were printed usually right on the chest area and you could never find anything that didn't look like a sack. You roamed through the fifth shop, only picking up very few things. Michael had his arms full and steared towards the changing room with his girlfriend and Calum following closely, both having things in their arms. You felt an arm wrap around you and when you turned you met Ashton's eyes. "Ready to try on?", he lifted his other arm which was loaded up with clothes. You nodded and quickly pecked his cheek before walking towards the dressing room. You closed the stall door behind you and heard Ashton do the same right next to you. A sigh escaped your lips when you began to change into the first piece. It didn't take you long before you had tried on all of them, deciding to only buy a simple t-shirt and a pair of stockings you were hoping to one day feel confident enough to show Ashton. After you hung the other clothes on the return rack you sat down on the little stool in front of Ashton's stall. "Can I show you something Y/N?", you heard him asked muffled through the door. "Yeah", you stood up and cracked the door open a little. "Do you like it?", he turned around so that you could see all angles. You admired his body for a second before answering. "I really like the pants, they look good on you and seem to fit really nicely.", you smirked and couldn't help but stare at his butt a little. "But that shirt, Ashton that's the worse shade of brown you could have picked", you laughed and shook your head. "Yeah you're right the colour looks awful in this light", his chuckle made your heart jump for a second and a smile spread across your cheek. "Guess I am just going to take it off for you then", he smirked and turned around to face you slowly pulling the shirt over his head. You slapped his shoulder playfully and shook your head again with a giggle escaping you, "Then I am leaving." You grinned at him before quickly slipping out of the room.

It was hard enough for you to know that he was so much hotter than you but it almost felt like he was shoving it in your face, even though you knew deep down that he would never do that. You walked out of the changing area and bought your two items while waiting for the others to finish up, not wanting them to see your poor yield.

The car ride back to the hotel was silent on your part. The car w has packed full of bags and everyone was in a good mood, well except for you. Ashton had one arm thrown around your shoulder and was talking to Luke while your head was resting on his shoulder. You had fake-yawned a few times and closed your eyes as soon as your head had hit his shoulder, hoping they would just think you were tired. You eventually did drift in and out of sleep and when the car stopped at the hotel you were woken up by Ashton slowly shaking you. You opened your eyes and looked up at him. He pressed his lips to your cheek and grabbed your hand, "C'mon, we can take a nap in the hotel room together."

You climbed out of the car, grabbing your one bag on your way out.

When you entered the hotel room you threw it on top of your open suitcase and let yourself fall down on the bed. Ashton followed close by and layed down next to you. Your shoes hit the ground and you curled up into a ball on the big bed. Ashton's arms snaked around you and he pulled you into his chest. "Y/N? What's wrong?", he nudged your nose with his, "I know that something isn't right, I can tell." His arms around you tightened and you felt your eyes tear up. "I don't want to talk about it", you shut your eyes and tried to turn around in his arms. "But I want to know so that I can help you", he kissed down your temple and along your cheek until he reached your lips. His soft touch made you melt into him and you couldn't help but kiss him back. There was no point in arguing with him, he was incredibly stubborn and knew how to open you up like a book. "It's fucking pathetic Ash", you sighed and rested your head on his arm. "I bet it's not", he smiled at you and pressed his forehead to yours. "I'm just not feeling good about myself", you murmured and closed your eyes. "Is that why you didn't buy anything?", he said and one of his hands moved to play with your hair. "Yes but dammit I am to fat for all those stores, they don't really carry my size.", you were disappointing in yourself when you felt a hot tear run down your even hotter cheek. You didn't want to cry, not because of this and not in front of him. "I'm sorry I didn't realise", his voice was laced with concern when he spoke up before wiping away the tear. "It's not your fault Ashton. It's mine! I am the fat one, I am the one that is to big for everything", your voice was small. You tried to fight back the tears as good as possible but still a few escaped. You felt him stare at you, his burning eyes only making your cheeks flush even more. "Is that why you wouldn't sit on my lap this morning?", his voice had changed but you couldn't define the tone it had taken on. The hand that had previously been in your hair shifted and lifted up your chin, making you look at him. "Y/N?", he raised an eyebrow. You nodded slightly, hoping for that to be the end of it. His expression changed into a disappointed one and you bit your lip out of habit. He shifted and your head fell onto the pillow below him. In seconds he had moved himself over you and hoverd above you. "You know that I don't care about that", his jaw clenched when he finished speaking. "I love you just the way you are, all of you.", his voice had deepened and a quick smirk flashed across his face but it was gone just a moment later. "I don't care if you would be half or double of you! Because I love you for so much more than your body, I love your personality, your laugh and everything else about you.", you felt his lips brush against yours when he spoke. "But I can't deny that I fucking love your body too. You should know that. You're not too heavy and not fat, not to me. And I want you to sit on my lap the next time I offer it to you just so that I can wrap my arms around you and make sure that you can sit comfortably.", he smirked at you and crashed his lips onto yours after he finished his little speech. You felt like your were melting into his touch again and kissed him back. Your hands moved into his hair and you pulled him closer to yourself so that he was practically laying on top of you. "Fuck Ash, I really love you", you smiled at him and your heart felt like it was going to explode just a little bit. "And your body", you smirked at him and pulled one of your hands down to pinch his nipple. One of his hands covered yours and an 'Ouch' escaped him before he couldn't hold his betrayed expression any longer and started to laugh.

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[5sosdrfluke]

Could you do a plus size Blurb where you and Lu go back to your home town for Christmas and some of your family is picking on you for being bigger like always so luke comforts you and points out his favorite parts of your body (like he says he loves your nose because it’s a cute little button nose)

I request a Luke Hemmings immediately if he would do this for me. So I am definitely going all out for this one.

You sucked in a breath and looked up at your sweet boyfriend. "Can't we just go to the hotel and watch Christmas movies? Or get wasted? What about getting hit by a car?"

Luke chuckled and rubbed soft circles into your back and kissed your chubby cheek. "I know you don't want to see some of your family, but I know you'll regret it if you don't see the ones you love."

You sighed and softly clung to his jacket. "I hate that you're right about this."

"I'm right here with you, baby," he murmured and tickled your soft sides.

A small giggle erupted from your lips as you moved his fingers away. "Okay, okay. I'll be optimistic. Besides, I get to show off my amazing boyfriend."

"That's the spirit. I am pretty awesome."

You rolled your eyes and led Luke towards the front door to your family's home. You hesitated for a moment before knocking. Luke squeezed your other hand to remind you to breathe.

The door opened and several family members flooded out of the entryway to get a gander at the tall, Australian man that was supposedly your boyfriend. Lots of voices and hands greeted you and you let yourself relax, knowing that it probably wouldn't be that bad.

"Y/N you weren't lying! You found a cute guy," One of your older female family members chirped.

"Oh, yeah. Everyone, this is Luke. Luke, this is my family," you introduced, ignoring the quip.

Luke put on the charm and smiled at your family. "It's really nice to finally meet you all. Thank you so much for allowing me to join you for Christmas."

Your dad shook Luke's hand and was already impressed by Luke's politeness. Your mom was silently admiring the way Luke smiled and other family members were more excited about his fame.

"We're glad you could join us, Luke. You're always welcome," your dad offered.

You let out a sigh of relief and smiled at your family. They were being kind and welcoming to the man you were in love with.

You were both ushered into the house and Luke was introduced to everyone and he was joking and being lively as usual. You took a moment to set presents you had wrapped underneath the Christmas tree and grinned at some of the ornaments that were hanging from the branches.

"Hey, love," Luke murmured and rested his hand on your soft waist, "You put the presents under the tree?"

You nodded and softly rested your head against his shoulder. "My family likes you already. That's a great sign."

He beamed and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. "As long as I can stay on their good side. So, probably no feeling you up in front of the Christmas tree?"

"Probably not, babe," you giggled.

When the hustle and bustle started to calm down, you were sat next to Luke on a cozy loveseat with his hand resting on your knee.

"So, Y/N, how did you meet Luke?" Your mother inquired.

"There's a small café in LA that I went to for breakfast one morning and Luke actually came up to my table," you started, "He asked me if he could join me because he thought I was cute and wanted to get to know me."

Luke smiled fondly at the memory.

"Oh, so you didn't ask him out?" A cousin asked.

"No, he came up to me," you said with a faltering smile.

"Yeah, I walked in and put in my order and when I was looking for a table, I noticed a really beautiful girl sitting alone. I figured this was the time to shoot my shot," he added and kissed your cheek sweetly.

"Well, that's surprising isn't it?" Your mom clucked and sipped her wine.

You felt your heart drop. Why was it so hard to believe that Luke had come up to you?

"When was the last time you had a boyfriend, Y/N?" Your dad questioned, "I know it's been a long time." He laughed.

You shifted your body in the loveseat and Luke's strong hand squeezed your knee. "Y/N's been really supportive of my music and she's actually coming with me on my next tour. She'll get to travel the world with me. I promise to keep her safe," He swiftly changed the subject and you silently thanked him.

"Oh honey, are you sure you can be on a tour bus? There may not be enough room," your mom worried.

Luke's jaw clenched ever so slightly and he rubbed circles into your leg. "With all do respect ma'am, I'm a very large man and I fit very well in the tour busses we use. Y/N will be comfortable with me."

"I just don't want it to be an incident is all," she shrugged and continued to down her alcohol.

"There will be no incident. And when we aren't in the bus, we stay in hotels," Luke stated.

"That makes a lot more sense. Do you two share a bed?" Your dad inquired.

"Dad."

"I'm just teasing, Y/N."

Luke cleared his throat. "Yes sir, we do share a bed. Makes lovemaking a bit more comfortable."

Your mom choked on her wine and your father's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates.

You coughed to hide a laugh and admired your boyfriend for actually putting your parents in their place.

Luke moved his hand to squeeze your thigh. "So as I was saying, she's coming on tour with me and I'm very excited that she can go."

Your parents stayed silent and one of your cousins chimed in. "That sounds like a lot of fun. I'm jealous, Y/N."

You smiled softly. "I'm excited to see a lot of new countries and cities that I would normally not be able to go to. Perks of having a band boyfriend."

"I'm more worried about people trying to flirt with you when I'm not around," Luke teased and placed a kiss on your hand.

"I don't think you have to worry about that, baby," you assured him with a kiss.

"Don't most countries prefer thinner women?" One of your older relatives joked and got laughs from other family members.

Luke had had enough and he grabbed your hand and stood up. "You are all incredibly rude. You think your jokes are funny. Or that you're "just teasing". It's extremely hurtful. We will not be spending any more time with you. Thank you for the drink. Now I'm taking my beautiful girlfriend back to our hotel where we can share that bed together."

Everyone shut up and stared at the man that called them out for being rude. Luke helped you off the loveseat and pulled you close and led you towards the door.

"We were kidding! You don't have to leave!" Your mom called out after the two of you.

Luke moved his hand to your ass and gave it a soft squeeze for good measure before leaving the house for good.

Back at the hotel, Luke pulled you into his arms while soft sobs wracked through your body.

"Oh baby. I am so sorry. I had no idea," he cooed and held you close.

"They couldn't even be happy for me without questioning how I got you," you spoke between sobs.

Luke's warm hands ran up and down your back in attempt to help calm you down. "I'm the one who got you, love."

Tears streamed down your cheeks and stained Luke's shirt. He softly brought you to the bed and laid you down, climbing on to the bed beside you. As soon as he got situated, he returned to holding you close in his chest.

"I got you, Y/N. My beautiful Y/N," he whispered. He raised his fingers to wipe the tears from your cheeks and gazed into your eyes. "I love you so much. All of you."

You sniffled and looked back into his clear blue eyes that contained worry for his girl. "All of me?"

He smiled softly and nodded. "All of you."

He gently stroked your cheek. "Your beautiful cheeks."

His hand moved to boop your nose softly. "Your perfect button nose."

He moved lower and stopped at your breasts. "Well we both know how I feel about those."

You giggled through your tears and listened to his soothing voice.

His fingers brushed against your stomach so sweetly. "Your soft stomach. Perfect for kissing and laying my head on after I eat you out."

He traced your thighs and smiled. "Your beautiful thighs that hold up my head when I want you to play with my hair."

He chuckled a little to himself. "I'm trying to be cute, so your pussy will stay out of this conversation because it will be way too raunchy."

That got you to laugh and the smile on his face was the best sight in the world.

He continuted on and softly squeezed your ass. "Perfect for holding through the night, during sex, or just because."

His hands climbed up your back, gently caressing every bump and roll they came in contact with. "Wonderful for holding you against me when we dance, kiss, or get frisky."

With every touch and affirmation, your tears slowed and your breathing calmed. His voice reminded you of every wonderful thing he adored about your body. His hands touching you so gently with care. He reminded you of the love he knew you deserved and that he would always give to you.

"We only need each other this Christmas okay? We will create new traditions, eat different food, and it will be full of love," he promised and pressed his forehead to yours.

"I wouldn't want it any other way," you murmured softly.

"I love you, baby. Merry Christmas."

"I love you too, Lu. Thanks for telling my parents that you regularly have sex with me."

His laugh filled the hotel room and you knew then and there that he was the family you could depend on.

(Oh lordy loo I am sweating from my eyes. I have been suffering from so many Luke thoughts and this did not help one bit. -Kenzie xx)

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Big Fat Cliche

Here's my first ever story/one-shot. I already have 2 other parts ready. I might make blurbs off of this later. I actually had different names and everything, because it wasn't supposed to be an Ashton Irwin fanfiction, just a regular story, but who cares. So I had to cut out a lot of details.

And (Y/N) is plus size and she has dyed pink hair, because she's supposed to be sort of punk.

Ashton Irwin stood there behind the cash register of a KFC, trying to keep his eyes open. He knew that he should of got an energy drink last night. He hated the taste of coffee, especially in the morning when he had nothing to eat. However he lacked tons of energy in the morning. He was popular at his local Highschool. He use to play soccer in middle school and his freshman year before his dad died. He quit it after he died. He never really mentioned him after he pasted away. But right now all he can think about is the morning.

Ashton can just remember the painful sound of his phone that went off at 4:03AM today. The sound that went off of his iPhone 8 was the song "Sugar, We're Goin' Down" by Fall Out Boy. He started to become more awake when remembering who picked that song as the alarm clock alarm.

It was (Y/N). A girl he met through work. Derrick has been working at KFC for a year now and (Y/N) started at the end of May, when school let out. Now it's the beginning August and they are fixing to start their senior year. It was Saturday and senior year started on Monday. (Y/N) was a girl with dyed pink hair and decent colored eyes.

And Ashton became her friend through work. She just moved when she started working there and he was her first friend there. Ashton loved her punk style and music taste. He loved her humor and the fact that she sometimes get shy for no reason and blush. But she can get fiesty too though. Ashton invited (Y/N) over one day after work to hang out. She absolutely killed him at Mario Bros. (Y/N) always switched up how she acted out of nowhere. She would be confident, but everytime she looked down or looked in the mirror, she was reminded that she was fat. (Y/N) kept most of her weight in her back and stomach. She always hated herself. She hated her appearance. She never talked about it. She was so surprised when Ashton asked her to hang out. She never thought a guy liked him wanted to be friends with a girl like her.

She had to move from the bullying. She was from her hometown, but she moved in with her aunt in Australia. Her mental health wasn't that great either, but it's a lot better now.

But then he snapped out of his thoughts when she walked in. He looked at the clock, while she clocked in. It was now 10AM. She was already dressed in her work attire, her hair was up in a ponytail with a hat on, but there was some baby hairs that fell out, which he thought was adorable. She was wearing sunglasses though, which threw him off.

His smile got brighter when she came back from putting her gloves on. "Hey (Y/N)" he said with a smile and he noticed that her sunglasses were off now, but then it turned into a frown when he saw that her eyes was red and puffy. She saeaked out a "Hey". "What's wrong Hal?" Ashton said concerningly. "It's nothing, don't worry Ash." He slightly blushed at the nickname. "(Y/N), please tell me what's wrong, now." He said a little sternly. "Fine, I never really talked about this, but the reason why I moved was because I got really badly builled at my old school and I'm scared it's going to be the same here." She said trying not to cry. Ashton got angry thinking about people bullying her. He started to feel a little protective over (Y/N). He didn't know why though. He pulled her into a hug and patted her head and said "Hey, you're going to my school and if anyone says anything let me know." He said.

He let her go when he heard the door open. A girl walked in. She was very thin girl, who had natural blonde hair and a golden tan. "Hey my little Ash Bear" she said while walking up to the counter, while Ashton went out to hug her. It was Amber Daniels, Ashton's girlfriend since freshman year. She spent the Summer in Europe with her family. She only messaged Ashton like once a week. Hallie met her the first week that she started. Amber barely noticed Hallie.

When (Y/N) looked at Ashton, she thought that there was a little sadness in his eyes. But how could there be? She was one of the prettiest girls that (Y/N) has ever seen. Ashton barely mentioned her though. One time he even said that he might break up with her, but then took it back and never talked about it again.

"I've missed you so much Ashton." She said. "Same Amber." He said. "Well when is your break Ash Bear?" She is said poking his nose. He was fixing to say that he already had his, but (Y/N) interrupted "His breaks usually start at 10:30." Ashton rolled his eyes. "Great, I'm gonna use the little girls room and then wait in my car, so I can take you to my favorite vegan place." Amber said.

Ashton waited for Amber to leave to say "Why did you say that?" He asked, almost sou ding frustrated. "I'm sorry, I didn't know that you didn't want to see you're girlfriend." (Y/N) said sarcasticly. "It's not that." He said brushing it off and then asked "Hey how are you getting to school? Since you don't have a car and you're aunt works in the morning." "There's a big rectangular yellow box called a bus that magically takes you from you're home to school." (Y/N) said sarcasticly.

"Haha very funny, but I'm offering to drive you dummy." He said. "It's no big deal. I can take the bus." (Y/N) said becoming more shyer. "Nonsense, I'll pick you up. I've been dropping you off almost every day when we have the same schedule." He said smiling. "Fine, but I'm in charge of the aux cord. You listen to "Call Me Maybe" non ironically and it scares me." (Y/N) said which made Ashton laugh.

The clock striked 10:30 and Ashton left the KFC with a neutral face and went with Amber. When he got back, the place was super busy, which meant he couldn't really talk to (Y/N) that much. He ended up getting off 2 hours before (Y/N) at 2PM.

"Hey, be good (Y/N) and don't start any fires." Ashton said laughing while walking out of the door. "That was an accident and only one time." (Y/N) yelled, but he couldn't hear her voice anymore as he shut the door.

After (Y/N) got off at 4, her aunt picked her up. (Y/N)'s day wasn't really that interesting. And she kept on thinking about Ashton. She has a huge crush on him, but just kept it locked away. She knew that he would never like her and he had a girlfriend. (Y/N) was no homewrecker.

#ashtonirwin #fluff #angst #5sos #ashton Irwin one-shot #plus-size #5sosfluff

[cheekysos]

Between Hate and Lust Part Four

Ashton Irwin x Plus Size Reader

Author’s Note: I wasn’t planning on writing part four but there’s a handful of people interested so thank you to them. Definitely think this is the dirtiest thing I’ve written to date so I hope you guys like it.  I’m not writing this series to exclude any body type, shape, or size because everyone’s bodies should be accepted and celebrated. So I am very sorry if this in any way excludes anyone, that is not my intention. If there’s anything you’d like to read please leave a request in my asks and I will try my best to do it justice. If you have any feedback please let me know.

Summary: Ashton and Y/N go back to her place to finish what they started in the parking lot

Warnings: LOTS of smut, masturbation, oral sex, protected sex, dirty talk, swearing, very light bondage, and choking.

Y/N’s POV

Your legs were practically jelly walking to Ashton’s car. You still kind of hated him but you were desperate for more of him, to taste him and to feel him. It definitely wasn’t your proudest moment leaving your best friends wedding without telling anyone just so you could indulge in crazy hate sex but you were way beyond the point of caring, you’d do damage control once you came down from this high. You have never experienced an orgasm like that before. It’s possible it was because of the risk of it, the idea you two could get caught at any second or maybe it was because you had such a strong hatred for Ashton and there really is a fine line between hate and lust. Most likely it was simply just because of Ashton, how skilled and tentative he was with your body and how you reacted. 

Driving back to your place was torturous, you were conflicted with rethinking your decision and just reaching over and taking care of him right then and there but big girls and car sex is not always great, especially with a smaller car like Ashton’s. 

“Can see those wheels turning in that pretty little head of yours.” Ashton interrupted. “You thinking about how many times I’m gonna make you cum?” His massive hand started to knead at the meat of your inner thigh. He was so cocky and clearly still playing games. You reached for his hand and removed it from your thigh. He shot you a quick confused look as you brought his hand to your lips. You guided his two fingers past your lips and into your mouth, swirling your tongue around them and sucking. He shifted in the drivers seat when you removed them from your warm mouth. You spread your legs and pull aside your panties for him with your free hand while your other guides his coated fingers into you.

“Fuck,” he exhaled, “such a needy little thing. Can’t even wait ten minutes to cum again.” 

“Just shut up, before I do it myself.” You moaned. Shit ,you hated how sexy he was. 

“Then do it. Fuck yourself with my fingers, show me how to do it.” Ashton’s knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel harder. He was driving you insane and he wasn’t even doing anything, but you did as you were told and slid down the seat making yourself comfortable. You lifted your leg slightly up onto the compartment of the door, gripping his hand tighter and began to fuck yourself with his perfect fingers. They were long and thick and filled you to the brim. You could feel Ashton stealing glances from the road probably too often to watch you. 

"Look at you, you’re insatiable. Think you can cum before we get there?” he questioned.

“Maybe if you shut the fuck up I could.” That was a lie, you hated how much Ashton’s dirty talk turned you on. 

“I know you’re lying,” he scoffed. “I can tell you like to praised, told how you’re such a good girl, how you take cock so well.” His voice was rugged and scratchy,  it sent a shiver down your spine. 

The knot in your stomach was ready to burst for the second time that night. You pushed Ashton’s hand firm against your pubic bone, desperate for some sort of friction on your throbbing clit. He could clearly tell you were close because he took over, allowing you to focus only on your orgasm which is exactly what you did. Before you knew it you were coming undone around him.

“Look at how wrecked you are with just my fingers can’t imagine what you’ll be like wrapped around my cock.”  

Ashton’s POV

The car ride back to Y/N’s felt like the longest car ride ever. She was driving you mad and your cock has never been harder, watching her in the passenger seat of your car, getting off using your hand. It took everything you had to not crash the car or pull over on the side of the road, but you meant it when you said you wanted to take your time and treat her right like she deserved. 

When she finally came you were just pulling up to her apartment. Your hands were all over her and she fumbled with her keys, cock pressed firmly against her voluptuous ass, lips latching onto her earlobe. 

“Open the goddamn door before I break it down.” you growled. 

She chuckled while she turned the key and opened the door. She spun around and attacked your lips. You kissed her back as you both stumbled around in the dark towards her bedroom. You pulled away from her and took in the sight. Her cheeks were rosy, her lips were pink and swollen, and her hair was disheveled but she looked as gorgeous as ever. 

“Turn around.” you whisper. She stepped out of her heels and turned away from you. You brushed her hair to the side and kissed down the back of her neck and slowly unzipped her dress. You peppered kisses across her exposed shoulders as you pushed her dress down her body. 

“Gimme your hands doll.” Again she complied without an backtalk. You removed your tie from around your neck and gently tied it around her wrists. 

“This okay?” You waited for her approval. 

“Yes,” she panted. “More than okay.” 

When she turned around she instantly dropped to her knees. You undid your belt and trousers more desperate than you would have liked. Within seconds your pants were around your ankles finally exposing you to Y/N for the first time and you’re almost positive you heard her whimper.  She looked up at you through heavy lustful eyes and licked her lips before she leaned towards you. She licked up the length of your cock all the way up to the tip, lapping up the precum pooling at your slit. Her lips surrounded the head as she slowly slid down your shaft and buried her nose against you. She felt absolutely incredible, so warm and wet, you actively had to focus on not cumming then. You gathered her hair as you slowly guided her. 

“I knew it, knew you’d take my cock so well. Such a good girl for me.” The moans she was eliciting from you were almost embarrassing but you couldn’t help it, she felt amazing. She steadied her pace, bobbing up and down on you and looking up at the entire time. You knew you wouldn’t last much longer if she kept this up.

You stepped back slightly so she could release your cock with pop, “up.” you panted. 

 She looked almost disappointed to not have you in her mouth anymore. As she got to her feet you quickly discarded the rest of your clothing and removed a foil packet from your pocket. You admired her as she stood in front of you in a matching black lace bra and panties. The shape and curve of her body was mouth watering, you wanted to touch and kiss every inch of her skin. 

“You’re so fucking gorgeous you know that.” She looked down at your words.

You lifted her face and wiped the saliva collecting in the dip of her chin. “On the bed. On your knees and face the wall. ‘m gonna fuck you now Y/N.” 

Those pretty pink lips of hers parted, probably to voice a snotty remark but you shot her a domineering look and she instantly reconsidered. She climbed on the bed and faced the wall while you removed the condom from the foil  and hastily slid it onto your throbbing cock. You sauntered towards her and ran your hand down the length of her spin, her skin instinctively producing goosebumps from your touch. Slowly you looped your fingers in the waistband of her lace panties and pulled them down.  You couldn’t resist the urge to cover her ass in raised bright red hand prints. Her yelps were accomplished by soft little moans that made your cock twitch.

“Please. Just fuck me already.” Her tied hands reached for you behind her back. 

Your pushed her forward, her face pressed into the mattress and your hands splayed across her ass checks exposing her dripping core. Fuck your mouth watered at the sight. “Be patient or you won’t cum again.” You spoke against her center, inhaling her arousal before lapping it up, tasting her excitement.

“Oh fuck Ash.” she whimpered. 

You lined yourself with her entrance and teased her slit with the tip of your cock. “Tell me you want me.” you grunt. 

“I want you, I need you!” she begged.

 You slowly slid into her tight cunt and stayed there, giving her time to adjust to the feeling of her inside her. You hadn’t even  properly moved inside her yet and you could already tell you’ll be addicted to this feeling, addicted to her. When she started to push back against you you knew she was ready for you. Your hands latched onto the curve of her hips as you started to thrust in and out of her. 

Both of your moans and grunts filled the air while you fucked her. She looked ravenous like this, her face in the mattress, hands tied, ass in the air, and pussy lips gripping onto your cock like they were holding on for life. You grabbed onto her restricted hands and pulled her off the mattress, deepening and quickening your thrusts into her. Her back was almost flush against your chest as you took her from behind. 

“I...’m close,” she heaved. “Choke me.” 

Fuck, she’s definitely going to be the death of you. You wrapped a hand firmly around her throat and applied pressure. A few thrusts later she was crying out, her climax finally taking over. Her walls clenched around your cock, squeezing you so tightly she milked every drop of cum you had into the condom. The two of you stayed pressed against each other with your cock buried inside her for a bit while you both came down from your highs. You kissed her shoulder up the length of her neck until you caught your breath. 

Y/N’s POV

Ashton slid out of you after your third orgasm of the night. You mewled at the absence of him and fell onto the mattress. Ashton untied your wrists and you turned over on your back. He pulled off the used condom and tossed it into the bin. He crawled over to you and hovered over your body and kissed you softly. You were starting to like him and you hated it. 

“That was...incredible.” that stupid beautiful smile was plastered across his sweaty face. 

“It was alright.” you teased. “Like I said still hate you though.” 

He snickered. “How will I ever change your mind?” 

You ran your fingers through his chest hair, “A couple more orgasms would be a good start.”

[irwinkitten]

swimsuit | poly!kayshton

anon: So, I was thinking, maybe plussized!reader with poly!kayshton. Like, going swimming and reader is kinda nervous, especially with the way haters have compared y/n to Kaykay, but once they see you in your high waisted bikini it drives them crazy.  notes: this was meant to be 600 words AT LEAST but we all know when it comes to poly!kayshton i have zero control and this turned into 2.5k words. (also i have two more poly!kayshton pieces coming up at some point. warnings: smut word count: 2.5k lmao 

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The trip to Bali had come at a good time for the three of you. Ashton had a break before he was jetting off for tour and Kaykay had nothing extravagant happening, a few shoots that could be pushed back. You’d been signed off from work, desperately needing a recovery period mentally. 

It wouldn’t have gotten so bad had your bitch of a boss decided that she didn’t like your relationship, consistently giving you the early morning shift that no one wanted, dressing you down in front of customers and making rude remarks directed at you about your weight, your body and question how your partners could ever love you. 

 You’d been able to deal with it until Ashton had posted a photo of the three of you from Christmas. You’d been sprawled across their laps, Kaykay’s fingers in your hair with Ashton’s hands on your back. 

The moment for you was precious. It was the first time you’d actively let yourself relax on them instead of between them or against them. You’d been so frightened but the way that Kaykay had used her fingers on your scalp to help you relax, had melted you into a puddle of goo. Ashton had laughed and chucked his phone at Luke who’d been visiting and asked him to take a photo. 

The comments that had flooded in were nasty at best and vile at worst. Ashton had to turn off his comments before deleting and re-uploading the photo but the damage had been done and the voice in your head seemed to get louder every so often.

So you’d lodged your complaint with HR and gotten yourself signed off for three weeks. Ashton had taken full advantage of that. 

You’d not visited Bali before, so despite your tiredness, your eyes were wide and curious as you leaned across Kaykay to try and see everything, making her laugh. 

“Curiosity of a kitten.” She teased and you shot her a look of feigned hurt. She smiled in return and kissed your lips. 

“We’ve got time to explore, little one. You can let your curiosity run rampant then.” Ashton coaxed and you hesitated, especially with how you were leaning over Kaykay. 

You tossed your head back to look, at him, mischievous grin on your lips. 

“I thought you liked this view though.” It stunned them both for a second before Kaykay shared a grin with you but Ashton had you both in his hand firmly as he landed a smack on your backside, earning a pout from you. 

“Don’t be a brat. I promise we’ll explore. Sit back for now till we get to the hotel.” You finally acquiesced to his request, pouting as you did. But he let a hand rest on your thigh, pressing a kiss to your temple. 

Kaykay was grinning like a child on Christmas Day and you wondered why as she let her head rest on your shoulder, her eyes wide as her arm rested across your stomach. You fought the urge to tense your body at her touch, keeping yourself relaxed as you gave her a curious look.

“That was the first time you started playing up without any encouragement from me, Angel.” Ashton groaned as she giggled. 

“So?” 

“She’s pointing out that this trip is a blessing in disguise because you’re relaxing if you’re testing boundaries already, little one. Not to mention that you’re starting to let go a little more with us.” Ashton’s words were tinged with amusement and pride. 

It had taken you a while to not hold yourself back with them. The first time they’d approached you, you’d thought it was a joke until Kaykay had asked if she could kiss you and you’d melted into her almost immediately. It was learning steps for you to have both of them love on you with no holding back, appreciating every roll and curve of yours to the point where you found it easier to do things like sprawl across their laps and not hesitate because you were scared of your weight crushing them. 

When you finally reached the hotel and Ashton had paid the driver, Kaykay had slipped her hand in yours and pulled you to the view that you’d get to experience over the course of the next couple of weeks. 

“So you reckon that this was the better decision?” Kaykay asked quietly as you two sat and waited whilst Ashton checked the three of you in. You were leaning against her, a soft hum escaping as you allowed her fingers to massage your scalp, your eyes closing as you enjoyed the attention from her. 

“Definitely. Spoke to HR about it as well and explained that we were flying out of the country for two weeks. They’d done the whole “was this booked in advance and denied?” So I showed them the screenshot that Ash sent us when I went in to hand in my sign off. I honestly don’t feel so on edge and haven't done since the plane took off.” You admitted softly and Kaykay sighed as she withdrew her fingers from your scalp, earning a whine of protest from you. 

Only she wrapped her arms around you, cutting off the whine and you relaxed into her touch. 

“We could see you reaching breaking point. Ash was scared that you’d snap first which is why the second you told us your doctor had signed you off, he went ahead and booked the trip. No fans, no paps. Just the three of us and our very private place and pool.” You giggled as she pressed small kisses to your face before her lips met yours. 

“I got really lucky with you two.” You finally whispered and she smiled in response. 

“C’mon you two. Our room is ready.” Ashton’s voice was gentle as he reached the both of you, having overheard the last part he knew this was something you definitely needed. Once you were up, you kissed him softly before lacing your fingers with his. 

“After you.” The grin you wore he matched and the three of you headed out. 

The place was beautiful. You felt your breath get stolen from you as you walked through the place. There was a small kitchenette with a dining area, it then opened into a wide lounge which seemed to creep outside to an open plan garden that housed a pool which overlooked the view of the ocean. 

Upon further exploring, you found the large bedroom with an attached bathroom and a balcony, overlooking the forest outside. Opening the glass panel doors, you leaned against the railing as you tilted your head back, enjoying the warmth of the sun. 

You could hear Ashton’s footsteps pause and you finally turned your head to see his phone up and a soft grin on his lips. 

“You look utterly stunning sweetheart.” He murmured as he finally put the phone down and came up behind you, arms wrapped around your neck as he leant his chin on the top of your head. 

It was blissful and perfect. 

“Do you reckon we’ll get a chance to hike?” You murmured softly, leaning into his touch. He hummed noncommittally in return, and you closed your eyes. 

You knew you were going to enjoy it here. 

-

The first few days were met with little resistance from you. Ashton had been before so he was designated planner, and he planned it so that those first few days you were exploring the city with them. The three of you were very careful whilst you were out and about, much to Ashton’s annoyance but he understood that you were hesitant to flaunt the relationship with them. 

The nights were often filled with various things from visiting their bars to being invited to beach parties by other tourists. You always woke up nestled between your two favourite people. 

It was finally a more relaxed day, nothing specifically planned. So Ashton had headed out to the pool and Kaykay had followed shortly after. 

You, however, hesitated. 

You opted to hide in the shade, watching them play about in the pool with a pang of sadness. 

The thought of wearing the swimsuit you had for this trip, terrified you. You’d managed to get away with wearing shorts and baggy shirts or loose breathable fabrics to keep you cool whereas Kaykay had practically lived in her bikini. But you’d seen enough comments.

You couldn’t help but compare yourself and as much as you told yourself that they loved you, it still frightened you to wear something like that. 

Another part of your mind continued to tell you how stupid you were since they’d seen you naked, they loved on every inch of your skin. But the anxiety overwhelmed your sensibilities, so you remained hidden in the shade, in a tunic and shorts to combat the heat of the afternoon. 

Kaykay, however, was having none of that. 

She looked like a goddess as she pulled herself out of the pool, the small towel wrapped around her body to keep the dripping water to a minimum as she made her way over to you. Your throat went dry as she sat herself in your lap, setting your book aside carefully as she pouted at you. 

Immediately you knew any argument was going to be lost. You always struggled to resist her pleading eyes. 

“Why aren’t you out in the pool with us?” You hesitated at her question. Part of you wondered if you could lie and see if she’d buy it, but they both knew you better than you knew yourself. 

She’d see through the lie instantly. 

“I’m scared of wearing the swimsuit.” You haltingly admitted, your eyes silently begging her to understand your anxiety. 

She opened her mouth before pausing and closing it again and you looked away from her. 

“You know we think you’re beautiful in whatever you wear, right?” The question caught you off guard as she shifted so that she was straddling your lap, her hands cupping your face as your hands rested on her waist. 

You ignored your mind pointing out it was yet another difference between you two. 

“They compare us constantly and I hate it because it’s all I can see.” You whispered in return and her face dropped and she leaned forward to kiss you, her lips peppering your face before they finally met yours. 

“You are your own beautiful person. Ashton loves both of us for who we are, not what we look like. I love you for who you are, this witty, charming, intelligent person who in some ways outshines me six ways to Sunday.” Your heart was beating rapidly as you forced back your tears. 

“Peachy.” You murmured and she shook her head. 

“No. You listen to me. They’re all fucking assholes for doing that to you. You’re beautiful, funny and I love you for you. Go get changed and join us. Please?” And your resistance crumbled as you closed your eyes and kissed her softly. 

“Fine. Go back out and I’ll be out in a few.” And she beamed as she slid from your lap and made her way back out. 

You heard Ashton ask if everything was okay as you headed back to the bedroom, but you missed her reply. 

Putting the bikini on felt every kind of wrong. But as you slid the high waisted bottoms on, you could see that actually, you looked cute. 

And you held onto that feeling as you grabbed one of the towels and made your way back out. You stopped yourself from grabbing the tunic as you made your way back through and paused by the door. 

Neither of them were looking at you, so you took in a deep breath and placed the towel on one of the many sun loungers and made your way to the side where the steps into the pool began. 

Your movement had caught their attention and both turned to watch you, and you forced yourself not to hide away from their stares. Kaykay’s lips were slightly parted and Ashton’s eyes never left you as you slowly descended into the cool water. 

Swimming over to the ledge they were both resting on that overlooked the ocean, Ashton was quick to pull you to him, wrapping your legs around his waist with an almost predator-like grin. 

“Look at our gorgeous baby.” He breathed before Kaykay broke from the stupor. 

“Holy shit Angel. Do you not realise how hot you look?” You wrapped your arms around Ashton’s neck, knowing the water made it easier for him to hold you like this. 

“I don’t-well, no.” You changed your words at Ashton’s warning look. His hands moved around to your ass, squeezing it briefly before he pulled you flush against him, a small ‘oh’ dropping from your lips. 

“Trust me sweetheart, you look fucking fantastic.” He murmured and you couldn’t meet his eyes for a moment. 

Kaykay wore a smug grin as she came up behind Ashton, her arm reaching around him as she brushed over your nipple through the fabric of the swimsuit and you pressed your lips together. 

“Oh angel, you look just ravishing.” Kaykay breathed as she repeated the action. 

Your eyes fell shut before the snapped open as you felt the top get pulled off and Ashton smirked as he threw it in the direction of the towels, a wet slap to the ground signifying that it had landed within the targeted area. 

Ashton had placed you on your feet, your back to the ocean as Kaykay stood in front of you, her head dipping and catching a nipple in her mouth. You belatedly realised she’d discarded her top as well. 

Ashton was stood next to you, his lips working your neck as his fingers slid beneath the bottoms and he wasted no time in pushing his fingers into you. 

Not to be left out, Kaykay slid her fingers to your clit and added with the cooler temperature of the water, everything felt more intense as they slowly worked you up until your legs were shaking. 

“Oh my god please. Please let me cum.” You finally whimpered out, earning a smirk from Ashton as Kaykay’s lips found yours. 

“Cum all over his fingers baby.” You needed no further encouragement as your head tilted back and you moaned, Ashton continuing to work you through your high until you whined, your hips shifting a bit. 

“Absolutely not sweetheart. C’mon, let us show you how good you looked.” And you didn’t protest as he led the way from the pool, Kaykay trailing behind as you tried to catch your breath, almost moaning at the sight of him stripping down. 

“On the bed little one, me and Peach have got a lot of time to make up for.” 

You definitely couldn’t complain as their lips moved across your body and their hands left marks that you loved to see on your skin days afterwards. 

You knew in a heartbeat that you’d be back here with them in the future and you were almost certainly going to wear the swimsuit.

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All I See (a.i)

Pairing: Ashton Irwin x Plus-size! Fem! Reader

Requested: Yes!

Summary: You are starting to feel insecure and your boyfriend, Ashton, helps you with that.

Warnings: Fluff and a bit of Angst. Some grammatical errors (English is not my first language, sorry)

Word count: 1.3 k (short enough but not enough to be a blurb)

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“Babe!” Ashton called from downstairs as he started walking up to your room “We are still going tonight, right?”

Calum’s sister, Mali-Koa, is celebrating her birthday in a very known club in LA. She invited everyone she knows and even people she’s never met before, it was safe to say that she was going all out tonight.

You smiled at your boyfriend “Of course! Mali will kill us if we decide not to show up” You laughed “Plus, I was just about to start looking for my outfit, if you want to help you can stay”

Ashton smiled softly and walked up to you, placing a small kiss on your lips. It was funny how even though you’ve been together for a long time, every kiss still brought butterflies to your stomach.

He took a seat on the edge of the bed and clapped his hands together, excited about the options you would bring. You giggled at his childlike behavior as you started going through your closet, hoping you’d find the perfect outfit for tonight.

“I was thinking this one,” You said as you pulled out a black long-sleeved dress, it was flowy and soft and it reached just before your knees “with the black heels and-“

“Isn’t it too hot for sleeves?” Ashton interrupted a confused gaze set upon his eyes “Don't get me wrong, doll. I love the dress but I’m not sure you’ll be entirely comfortable in that”

He was right. Warm weather was settling in and you would barely survive in a club filled with sweaty people. If you wear that you would surely regret it immediately afterward.

You sighed “This is the only long-sleeved dress that I have, though”

Ashton noticed the hint of sadness in your voice, making him frown as you put the dress back in your closet and started looking for some shirts.

“What about this?” You asked again, taking a long-winged sleeved top and ignoring Ashton’s gaze “I have the black jeans that go with it, you know? The one that I bought with-”

“Okay, what is going on here?” Ashton finally asked, shaking his head as he tried to understand your reasoning.

You smiled nervously at him, trying to hide the pinch of anxiety that was starting to settle in your chest. “What do you mean?”

Ashton gave you ‘the look’ and you felt a shiver run down your spine. He knew something was up, he always knew and you loved and hated that at the same time.

Ever since you met you felt like he could read you like his favorite book. He knew everything about you, front and back, and now you feel like an idiot for trying to hide something from him, knowing that it wouldn’t have worked either way.

But how can you explain something like this to him? How can you explain a flaw to someone perfect?

Ashton saw the hesitation in your eyes and sighed “I’m not questioning your fashion choices, love. You have amazing taste. But what’s bothering me is that you are choosing every single item of clothing that could work if we were on the other side of the world” He stood up and walked towards you, softly grabbing your hand “You and I both know that you won’t be comfortable in these, even if you say you are and, last time we talked about this you had your eyes set on that beautiful short blue dress you love so much, saying that it was perfect for this occasion. So, tell me what’s wrong, doll. Maybe I could fix it?”

You looked into his hazel eyes, they were honest and with pure intentions, maybe that’s why you couldn’t hold up his gaze and ended up looking down.

“It’s not something you can fix, Ash,” You said with a tiny voice “I just- I don’t want to wear that dress”

“What made you change your mind? I swear that when you wear that dress your whole face glows with happiness” He said, giving you a small smile “But, it’s your choice, baby, and you don’t have to explain it to me if you don’t want to.”

He was about to pull away his hand from yours when he felt you tugged on it harder. Soon, Ashton's eyes found yours and he didn’t like what he saw.

Your glossy eyes were staring back at him, trying their hardest to contain the tears that were about to spill out of them. Without a word you took out the blue dress from the closet and placed it over your body facing the mirror.

“This made me change my mind,” You said, voice almost breaking when you caught your reflection.

You didn’t look at how teary your eyes were or how Ashton was staring at you with a confused and hurt gaze, already understanding what was going on. No, instead you were looking at your arms, your legs, and your tummy, finding every little flaw, every stretch mark, every molecule of fat completely intolerable.

“This dress makes my arms look like tanks, the long sleeves will cover them. My legs will be on display and I don’t want people to see how my thighs become jelly as I walk or sit or dance or -” You took a deep breath, drowning out the knot in your throat “And it will mark my tummy, showing every imperfection at clear sight. It’s not that I don’t want to wear the dress, Ash. It’s just that I can’t. I can’t let people see me like that when I’m feeling like this”

Ashton’s face was emotionless as he stared at your reflection. You could never tell what was going on inside his head, yet you’ve never seen such sad eyes on him.

He couldn’t understand how or why you saw yourself like that, all he sees is you in your most beautiful way, and it breaks his heart to see you cry because you don’t feel like that’s true.

“All I see,” He said, taking a step closer to you and softly rubbing his hands up and down your arms “Are the arms of the strongest person I know, the arms that can hold you in an embrace you never want to get away from”

Soon, he let his touch wander lower, caressing your thigh as he said “Every mark you see is beautiful; they show how human you are. They prove to me that you are real and not just a dream, cause if you were I know I wouldn’t want to wake up anytime soon”

Lastly, he rounded his arms around your torso, hands placed in your tummy as his face rested on your shoulder.

“All I see is you. Perfect, beautiful, strong, hot, and kind are just some adjectives to describe all that you are, and I’m just saying a few because you deserve the whole dictionary. You are beautiful in every way, my love. And it breaks my heart that you don’t see yourself the way that I see you”

You sniffed, lifting your hand to caress his cheek, eyes meeting through the mirror.

“You believe that?”

“It’s not something I believe, doll. It’s something I know”

You smiled through the tears as you brought your lips to his, believing in every word he said. Now you knew that whenever you didn’t love yourself as much, that Ashton will always have enough love for both of you.

“I love you,” He said softly, placing a kiss on your cheek.

“I love you more” You smiled “Now go! I need to change” You said with a laugh as you gripped the blue dress closer to your heart, knowing that everything will be alright.

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