#sugardaddy!cal

[mulletcal]

get what you give, give what you get - a sugar daddy!cal blurb.

A/N: okay, so here’s one of my two fics for the fic event! i’m so happy and so grateful to be able to be apart of this cool event, and to have made some new friends along the way.  this truly was such a welcoming environment to toss ideas into.  also, this isn’t gonna be a conventional dom!cal sugar daddy type fic, but i hope you enjoy anyways.

word count: 2.6k warnings: mentions of death, light grieving, drug mention

Event Masterlist

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The morning that Calum had gotten the call from his mother that his grandma had passed away, he had ended up in the cafe you worked at. A blank, emotionless expression with a muttered ‘thank you’ was Calum’s first impressions with the baristas there, assuming they probably thought of him as an asshole following that. 

Calum became a regular of the cafe though, realizing it wasn’t like the typical cafes he and his friends would frequent. No one knew him, he could be a nobody here. He didn’t have to have his friends look at him with sympathetic eyes while he mourned the loss of the biggest supporter in his life. His grandmother never questioned when Calum wanted to drop out of school to be in a band, nor did she ever bat an eye when that band never made it off the ground, leaving him working temp jobs just to get by. 

He was able to make it out for his grandmother's funeral, being around his family easing his grieving in the slightest bit. Calum wasn’t often able to see his grandmother, both of their schedules never really matching up other than the typical family holidays, and the fact that he lived in California, and her in Australia; but she always called him on his birthday to let him know how much she loved him.

It came as a shock to him when he received mail from his grandmother’s estate, letting him know that his grandmother had left him a ridiculous amount of money, quite possibly her entire fortune from throughout her life- he of course had no way of knowing, maybe she was that filthy rich and she never let any of them know. What had she left to his mother? His sister? Calum supposed reading the letter would answer some questions for him, but he instead stood there, at a loss for words with the letter in hand, unable to bring himself to open it.

Calum decided he’d need coffee to process this information further, maybe delay him opening the letter just a little bit.  He ended up not too long after that at his usual table in the cafe, giving a tight smile to the baristas who were working that day.  Turning the letter over and over in his hands, he jumped when someone had appeared beside him with a coffee and baked good.

“Sorry to bother you, you just hadn’t come to order yet, so we thought we’d bring it to you.  You seemed a little lost in thought,” You spoke softly, the mans’ warm brown eyes gazing up at you, slightly glassy and distant.  

“Oh, uh… Yeah, sorry.  But thank you, I really appreciate it.  D’you mind if I come up to pay shortly?”

“Don’t worry about it,” You said, placing a hand on his shoulder, “We’ve got you covered.”

The small gesture made Calum’s chest warm, a genuine smile appearing on his lips before you turned away.  Something about you made him pause; he had noticed you before, sure, but normally you were more bubbly.  You seemed sad today, and he briefly wondered if there was just a dark cloud hanging over the rest of the world like it was for him, or if his most recent loss was just making him bitter towards everything.

Turning his attention back to the letter in his hands, the feeling of the paper was making his skin hot, and uncomfortably so.  It was time to rip the bandaid off, so to speak, and open it.  What could possibly be wrong with the letter? Or the money? Had his grandmother been the leader of a drug ring, and Calum had somehow inherited that title? A million thoughts raced through his mind while he broke the seal, his breathing quick. 

His grandmothers writing filled the page, causing his eyes to water a little just due to the fact that she had written this herself.  She had meant for him to get this.  Calum’s eyes scanned the words, tears fully forming as he really read them.

‘Calum,

If you’re reading this, it means I’ve gone - though I’m sure you’re aware of that.  If you’re not well… Shit, sorry to tell you my love.’

He had to pause his reading to chuckle, wiping the tears away from his eyes as he did so.

‘Because you’re a sweet boy, I know you’re already wondering why.  Why did I leave all of this to you? What about your mum and Mali? Don’t fret, they will not be left empty handed.  This money, this is all for you.  I want you to go and live your dreams, my sweet.  I’ve always believed in you, in your talents; you’re a hard working young man with big dreams.  Take this money and do something amazing with it, take a trip.  Take all your friends on a trip for all I care, the main thing I want from this is for you to be happy. 

I love you, be well.  I’ll miss you.

Gran’

Calum sniffled quietly, once again wiping at his eyes when he had finished reading.  She had been gone less than a month, but the month had felt so long; Calum forgot briefly that she was gone, and gave her a call on her birthday, only to find that someone had already disconnected her phone.  That had been a rough day in particular for him. 

Finishing his coffee in silence, he tuned into the conversations around him, picking up on one in particular coming from behind the bar.  The barista who had previously brought him his coffee leaning against the counter, talking quietly to her coworker.

“It doesn’t make sense… they’re busier than ever, I don’t get why they let me go. They had even said it wasn’t a performance based termination…” 

Calum frowned, trying not to eavesdrop, but she continued on with her words.

“That was literally my only way to finally make ends meet.  My student loans are ridiculous, my landlord is an asshole and keeps raising the rent,” The woman sighed, “I gotta find another job.  Or marry rich.” The last part of her sentence was said with a half-hearted laugh, no hope in her voice at all.

A thought occurred to Calum then, the words in his Gran’s letter ringing through his ears, “Take your friends on a trip for all I care.” Well, his friends didn’t need any sort of vacation, choosing to live it up whenever and wherever they could; but this young woman, she could really benefit from money like this.  Also there was a hefty chance that the entirety of her student loan would hardly make a dent in his inheritance, which made him nauseous to even think about.

He couldn’t think about it for too much longer, or he’d chicken out, so he made his way up to the counter, both baristas turning their attention to him. “Something wrong, sir?” The second barista asked, but Calum’s eyes nervously remained on the first.

“I have an offer for you.  I heard your situation and I’d like to help, if you’d let me.”

The first barista clicked her teeth, leaning on her elbows on the counter so they were inches away from each other, “No offence man, but I’m not about to smuggle kilos of cocaine up my lady bits to pay off my college fees.”

Calum was a bit taken aback by her comment, letting out the first genuine laugh he had since his Gran had passed, “What? God, no! Listen.  I wanna pay off your student loans.”

“What’s in it for you?” She had cut him off, but he couldn’t blame her for being suspicious.  He would be too if a random person approached him offering to pay his debts.

“Nothing.  I don’t want anything in return, I swear.” Calum paused, “Well… Maybe one thing.”

She cocked her head to the side, encouraging him to continue, and he did.  “Maybe just someone to talk to? M’not a fan of feeling vulnerable in front of my friends, but you both have seen me cry in the middle of this cafe, so…”

Pulling back from the counter, she tossed a glance over her shoulder to the second barista, who was quick to leave the two of them alone.  Calum assumed she would be filled in of the details later anyways, so her being shooed away didn’t make him feel guilty. 

“Okay.. What?  Are you some kind of lonely sugar daddy? Surely you’re too young to be so lonely.”

Calum shook his head, letting out a sound of exasperation, but the smile remained on his lips, “I don’t know if you can tell, but I have no idea what I’m doing.  I almost never do.”  Pulling out the letter and setting it onto the counter, “My Gran passed away recently, and she left me quite a bit of inheritance; I have a strong suspicion that your student loans won’t hardly make a dent in the number, so let me help you.  In exchange for a friend.”

The girl thought for a moment, meeting his eyes to sense any deception.  “Can I think about it? Also, that does kinda make you a sugar daddy.  You’re paying for me to keep you company.”

“Take your time; also if I’m a sugar daddy and you say yes, that’ll make you my baby.”  With a final wink tossed her direction, he headed out of the cafe to go back to his apartment.

Calum returned the next day, hoping that he would find her working once again, his chest deflating a little when she wasn’t.  The second barista from the day before was working though, her eyes landing on him the second he came through the door.

“She’s sick today… Said she must’ve come down with the flu or somethin’.”

Calum nodded in acknowledgment, heading over to take a seat in his usual spot.  His plan to convince her was potentially out the window now, quite possible she would be avoiding coming to work because he weirded her out.  He had formed a whole plan, too, he was prepared to pay off her tuition, as well as a few months of her rent… Though he was prepared to pay for far more than a few months of her rent, he was sure that she wouldn’t let him unless she became really desperate.

Why was he so dead set on helping her? Was it because she was beautiful? Maybe, but she seemed more than that.  The way she never judged the moods he was in, simply gave him his coffee with a smile, most days him returning the gesture; or maybe it was the small fact that yesterday she noticed he wasn’t himself, so she had bought him coffee in a small hope of brightening his spirits. 

His phone buzzing on the table took his attention away from his thoughts, brows furrowing at the request for an AirDrop.  Calum accepted hesitantly, opening the phone to see that the first baristas contact information had been sent to him.  Looking over his shoulder, he laughed lightly at her friend from the day before staring him down, waving his hand in a thanks.

He clicked to send you a message, pausing before typing out, “Hey, it’s Cal.  The weirdo wannabe sugar daddy from the cafe? Your coworker/friend(?) Gave me your number.  Think she wants you to take my offer if you ask me.”

It was a few minutes until the three dots appeared, quickly disappearing and reappearing several times before he actually received a reply, “Yeah, definitely seems like it.  I don’t wanna infect you with whatever I’ve come down with, but I’d like to discuss terms.”

“We can do that, I’m also not terribly concerned about getting sick.  Send me your address.”

“Serial killer.  Here.”

The message that followed was her address, and Calum placed an order at his favourite restaurant for soup before he turned to ask her friend if there was anything she liked to drink when she was sick.

After another thirty minutes of picking up random things on his journey, he finally arrived at her door, biting his lip to hold back a laugh when she answered wrapped in a blanket.

“Welcome to hell… Or.  I dunno, it’s not hell cause it’s fuckin’ freezing.  Hurry up and get inside before you let the cold air in.”

Calum squinted, a small smirk tugging at his lips, “Doll, it’s nearing June in Los Angeles, there’s not a draft anywhere in sight, unless you’re talking about a cold beer.”

“Did you come here to talk about terms, or to make fun of me?” She said with a pout, curling up onto her couch.

“Actually, I’ve brought you some soup and crackers, and also have come to discuss terms… and  make fun of you.  You’ve gotten a three for one deal here, darlin’.” Calum grinned, placing the bag on the table in front of her, her pout only getting worse.

“Fine.  Only because you brought me soup.”

Calum rolled his eyes, helping her to get settled sitting up so she could eat her soup.  Something about the silence that fell between them while she ate wasn’t uncomfortable, but rather welcome.  It had been a long time since Calum was able to feel comfortable sitting in silence with someone, and it made him relax a bit into her couch.

“Okay so terms,” she started, setting the last of the soup down to turn towards Calum, “No sex.  If that’s what you’re expecting, I’m 100% out.  Not because you’re not attractive, but I don’t know if I’m personally cut out for the sex work business.”

Calum nodded, letting her continue on.  “And I want to be able to stop whenever I’d like.  I don’t want some sort of fixed term contract like m’buying a phone.  Honestly I can’t think of anything more than that.  What did you have in mind?”

Turning towards her as well, Calum rested his elbow on his leg, chin in his hand while he looked at her. “I wasn’t expecting much, if I’m honest.  I just want someone to spend time with.  The dating pool is slim, and I’m not particularly lookin’ for a girlfriend, so having someone to kinda bitch to after a hard day is what I was hoping for. And I’d want to hear about your day too.  What annoyed you the most, what was the best part of your day, things to take my mind off everyday life.”

She looked at him for a long moment, and Calum frowned in response thinking she was going to say no.  It wouldn’t affect him terribly if she had, but it would certainly mean he could never go back to that same coffee shop again.

“Why me?” She finally said, pulling the blanket down so it was pooled at her waist now.  “Why do you want to spend your money on me?”

“Like I told you yesterday, this money was inheritance.  My Gran told me to take my friends on vacation, or to do something fun with it; but in all honesty I’d rather do something useful with it, like helping someone else.  You seemed like you could use it, and from what I can tell you’ve never been anything but kind to me - so, you.  That’s why you, because you deserve a break.”

Her eyes had moved from Calum’s down to the floor, her breathing uneven, “Okay.”

“Okay?” “Yes, okay.  As long as you agree to my terms,” Lifting her head, Calum could see that her eyes were glassy, as if she had been trying to hold back tears when he spoke.

“I agree to your terms.  What costs shall we tackle first, baby?” His teasing tone earned him a pillow to the head, a stream of giggles falling from her lips.

“Another term - don’t call me baby.”

“Mmm, that one may have to be an agree to disagree there, baby.”

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[singt0mecalum]

Versace on the Floor (Intro Chapter)

HERE IT IS YALL. My first actual attempt at a fic. It’s probably not going to be all that long, who knows (definitely not me). I was very very inspired by these lovely pics and my brain kind of ran wild and this was started.

About: Calum was Elizabeth’s dad’s best friend. Not only did they work together but they also spent a lot of their free time together. Saying that she had a crush on him would be an understatement. What happen’s when this freshly graduated college student tags along on one of their business trips abroad? 

Word count: 700ish

Warnings: none yet

A knock on the front door tears Elizabeth’s attention from the mirror in front of her. Putting down her makeup she makes her way out of her room to answer the door. She pulls open the door and smiles up at the man standing in front of her. 

“Calum! Hi,” she greets and lets her eyes take in his figure. Her eyes lingering on his drool worthy arms that are on display in a black muscle tank. His beautiful tattoos a striking contrast to his golden skin. 

“Ellie, how are you?” His question pulls her attention back to his face. A heart stopping grin on his face. “It’s hard to believe you’re graduating. Feels like just yesterday you were learning to drive.” 

“I mean, it only took me like five years, but better late than never right?” She jokes. He lets out a low laugh and his eyes slowly trail over her form. Never has she felt more thankful of her clothing choices- a pair of high waisted jean shorts and slightly more revealing than normal bathing suit top. She silently praises her parents suggestion for a pool graduation party. 

The moment is interrupted by the arrival of her mother who pulls him into a hug.“Thanks so much for coming early and picking up drinks!  How much do we owe you?” She asks and pulls her wallet out of her purse. He places his hand over hers to stop her, “Don’t worry about it Heather.”

“Oh. Are you sure?” 

“Of course! Anything for my favorite girl, am i right?” He jokes with a grin, dropping a wink in Elizabeth’s direction. She feels a light blush over take her neck and cheeks. 

“You’ve always had a soft spot for her,” her mom teases. She heads back into the kitchen after telling Elizabeth to help Calum bring in the stuff from his car. 

Elizabeth had just set down the last two packs of drinks when Calum comes up behind her. Feeling his hand on her waist she looks up at him over her shoulder, breath slightly hitching at the feeling of his large, warm hand on her bare skin.

“C’mon, wanna give you part of your present now before everyone gets here.”

She nods and obediently follows him back out to his jeep. He pulls open the passenger door and grabs a gift bag, a card, and a six pack of her favorite drink. He hands her the card while holding on to the bag and alcohol.

“How’d you know this was my favorite?” she asks while gesturing to the bottles, slightly dumbfounded that he’d know considering not even her parents knew.

“It’s what you always drink. This and that other brand, but I know you prefer this one because the other one is just slightly too sweet for you,” he shrugs like it’s no big deal and runs his empty hand over his fresh buzz cut; the thought of which makes her underwear slightly damp at the thought of the feeling of it between her legs. 

“Thank you,” she softly lets out and bites her lip. She moves to open the card, the envelope of which she notices he’s scrawled a semi-neat Ellie Bug. His own personal nickname. Everyone else calls her Elle or Liz. She opens the cheesy graduation card and sucks in a deep breath at the sight of a check inside. She gapes at the amount he has written out, five hundred dollars. Looking up at him with wide eyes and a small shake of her head she starts to object the gift.

“Stop. You deserve this Ellie Bug. You’ve worked so hard.” He defends his decision. He brushes her hair behind her ear before pulling her into a small hug. 

“Gotta take care of my best girl don’t I? Whatever you need, you can always ask me,” He whispers in her ear before placing both hands on her waist and pulling out of the hug. He smiles down at her, softly squeezing her sides, before moving to close the door to his jeep and go back inside. She stands in the driveway a few more moments to catch her barings. Thoughts running wild at the feeling of his hands on her body. She needs a cold drink stat before she lets her imagination get the best of her.

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Sooooo I know it’s not much right now, but it’s a little taste of what’s to come! Please, please let me know what you think!

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[subloganrights]

A list of prompts...

...from the asks of my old sanders sides smut blog that I will never get around to writing for one reason or another, so, feel free to take them and use them in whatever way you want. (And feel free to tag me too)

[Sorry if any of these prompts are yours, yes some are very old, but I’ve either had no inspiration for them, dislike the ship for it now (in the case of prinxiety prompts), I simply have been unable to write them, or I’ve got something very similar already in the works]

prompt: patton x virgil with a daddy kink and some spanking? maybe patton punishing him for being bad or talking back-- or for teasing him to much. (i love the headcanons where patton is secretly kinky and that his entire personality changes in bed--) this is my first time asking for a prompt on a smut blog so sorry if its to kinky (or not kinky enough-- )

Prompt: Virgil taking care of Patton, not necessarily because Patton needs it, but because Virgil wants to. Virgil kissing, cuddling, praising, and loving on Patton (NSFW). Maybe body worship?

Prompt: Virgil accidentally bursting out to Roman: "I just had the weirdest dream about you and now i can’t stop imagining what you’d look like naked"

“Tie my jacket around your waist? Gross-! Just because you couldn’t hold it doesn’t mean I have to get my clothes soiled, too.” Virgil is the one who pissed himself, he washing his jacket or something already so he asked for Roman's jacket.

Prompt: “If you hadn’t drank so much everytime we go somewhere, you wouldn’t have had this problem…” if you’re up for it maybe Princiety? Thank you! I love your writing so much ❤️

Prompt: Sugardaddy au, Moxiety - Virgil is an art major at college and he wants to become an art teacher, but it's really hard for him because of his anxiety. He has a job that doesn't pay too well, but it's okay and he does art commissions for money, but he doesn't sleep or eat enough and is constantly stressed. So when he meets Patton and they get to know each other, Patton offers to be his Sugardaddy, but Virgil refuses. He always has been always will be. Patton continues to insist.

oneshot: virgil goes to see roman in a show and roman sneaks him backstage and dresses him in a costume and fucks virgil in it and makes him cum multiple times

Prompt: so Idk if you've looked at the omorashi tag recently put there us a post ralking about 'voodoo bladder control' and I was wondering if you could write a fic witg roman controlling virgil's bladder all day and V just losing it because "oh my God roman pleaseeee" but he can't do anything cause the group is spending time together and virgil is so embarrassed. I hope this makes sense, also love your blog btw it's amazing💙💙

Prompt: Three of the Sides tied down, vibrating cock rings on each of them. The one Side not tied up is dominating them all, teasing them further and further till all of them are begging messes. Each one tied down trying to please the dom the most so that they could finally cum.

Plz write a fic (or hc you choose fam) of the dom pat wanting sub Virge to scream for him. I beg💜

Fic prompt: strong Patton and needy verge. Virgil's a jittery mess and he needs something but getting off alone isn't helping. Que Pat walking in on the writhing whining mess that is virgil on the bed and just instantly picks him up. Of course this causes him to wrap his legs around the elder side. Long story short pat fucking him hard up against the wall is exactly what he needs 💜

Prompt: Remy and a side of your choosing indulging in some mild bondage and somnopholia

Prompt anon here sorry I haven't been online until now. I'm used to people /wanting/ vague prompts so I'm sorry for that. Maybe some moxiety with Virgil asking/begging Patton to do something and getting told to do it himself. (I.e., wanting to be fucked and ending up riding Patton and doing the work etc)

Prinxiety Prompt: "You look so helpless. How does it feel not having the upper hand?" When Virgil decides that he's gonna top Roman, and Roman talks a big game about how Virgil don't break him but uhh...... He breaks

Hello again! I’m the somnophilia Logince anon. Okay so maybe Logan and Roman are cuddling and then Roman ‘falls asleep’ and somehow tells (maybe Morse code or something) Logan that he wants to do this so Logan just sucks roman off and whispering ‘please don’t wake up’

Can you do a fic where Patton makes Virgil wear a vibrator and has a control for it and loves to set it off at random times?... Sometimes even in public. He does it when he doesn't listen to him. Virgil tries not to be turned on or react buuuut it doesn't work.

OH OKAY basically Logan and Roman are arguing about who can do things better and it goes from “i can make decisions better than you” to “at least I’m better at kissing” and then all the way to “i ride dick better than anyone” and it’s very sexually and frustration charged but ends happily post orgasms

prompt: Patton taking Virgil's virginity and it just being really soft and sweet 💕

Then could you do some logince knifeplay? Like power bottom Logan riding Roman who’s tied up and he’s using the (dull sided) knife and saying stuff like “Be still, we wouldn’t want to cut up that pretty face of yours.” And “How defenseless you look, a daring prince in the face of danger, moaning and whining for more.”

Omo prinx anon - I just really like the idea of Virgil flipping it around on usually dom roman, both of them surprised at how much they enjoy it. I’m new to omo? So I’m not sure. But maybe some light restraints? Praise/degradation? Roman being the bigger stronger one but Virgil is still completely in control?

Virgil and Patton go out to the mall, and Virgil waits too long to go to the bathroom, and the nearest one is out of order.

Fic: Patton making Virgil his pretty kitty, complete with a tail, ears, and a collar.

Prompt: Logan stressed out by school/finals/homework that one of the others fuck him to relax him enough to sleep.

Hcs or Prompt. Roman and Vergil sharing ice cream. Vergil flicks a spoonful of ice cream on Roman's shirt. say "Guess we gotta remove that shirt." Roman then smears a spoonful of ice cream down Vergil's cheek and across his shoulder. He then licks and sucks his way back up to vergil's mouth.

Yee! A few I have: Virgil gets scared/anxious and doesn’t realize it but he wets himself out of fear? (Could also work for Patton too) Or, on a lighter note, Roman or Patton giggling so hard they wet themselves. :3 (I blame my friend for that last one). Do with them what you wish my pal. -DA

If requests are open, is it possible for you to write a fake-rape prinxiety fic? Consensual non consent or whatever, with dom Virgil? ~ 💛

So um I'm not a fan of omo but prompt: Patton reminding everyone to stay hydrated and when they don't listen, Patton going all Dom on them forcing them to drink water and then things get messy and omo ensues

Logince and some accidental bondage + some sleepy sex (waking up to a blowjob and being so tangled in the sheets that they're technically restrained)

I'd die for some Remy getting recked, probably by Roman after he was done of the other's pettiness. Basically the prince trying to tame the brat (?) - Cal

when you have a chance could you do something with virgil getting wrecked, maybe by deciet and sleep, maybe have him cry alittle? Thanks you

Prompt: Roman and Logan deciding to shop online and the first thing to pop up on Romans computer is porn. Graphic porn. They decide to... recreate it - new ask sender whom you can call Louise

roman having a collar that says property of virgil or summin, and virgil finds it and ro is embarrassed but virge loves it!! also like. us petplay enthused fanders are having a field week

Prompt: Roman in a skirt in a train, Logan is with him. Ends up fucking him in public while on the train with a few people here and there in the car.

It's slightly odd but like, reverse daddy kink where Virgil is the one who likes being called "Daddy", along with bondage and a Pat being very loud and whimpery. You can choose the situation

[flannelpunkcalum]

Maybe sugardaddy!cal would order clothes for himself and the package was delivered to your door. Cal was at work when you received the clothes and you wanted to be a lil brat. You’d put some of the items on and send him a picture saying ’your clothes came sweets’. He’d be choking on his water seeing you wear his dress jacket and nothing else. ♡eab

OH FUCK you’re wearing his jacket with the bottom buttons done up so there’s juuuuuuuust enough cleavage showing and nothing else on and you text him like “it’s cute but I think it’s a little big on me?” and he opens it in a meeting by accident and has a coughing fit trying to catch his breath and he texts back “take that off, brat, it’s not for you” and you send him back a full nude in his bedroom mirror like “whatever you say” and he’s trying to think of an excuse to end the meeting early so he can go home and fuck that attitude out of you but it’s hard when he’s rock hard under the boardroom table

[lukeysgirl]

I know that you read sugardaddy!cal too and that you and Jodie are Tumblr friends so I decided to gush to you about the last chapter....HOLY FUCKING SHIT THAT LAST CHAPTER FUCKED ME UP BECAUSE SHE SHOWS HOW US BLACK GIRLS REALLY TALK AND ACT AND I LOVE IT BECAUSE YOU CANT FIND THIS WRITTEN ANY WHERE ELSE AND OMG

girl thassa regular w Jodie. my bitch knows how to write xx she definitely captures the essence of a black girl and portrays one fairly well in her writing lmfao i luh her x 

[michaellwave]

Pretty Money, Sex and Power

Sugardaddy!Calum -and- Sub!Calum -and- Daddykink!Calum Rating: R Requested: No Pairing: Calum and Reader A/N: I've been seeing a lot of sugardaddy!5sos on txohood's blurb night last night and I was inspired by Money Power Glory by Lana deal Rey. I know it's a lot of AUsI listed but seriously this just popped into my mind and this is like the new holy trinity of AUs. Also, this is like a third person omniscient POV, no one specific. The ending is shit, so I'm sorry for that! Hope you all enjoy! Xx *click* the front door softly closed behind Calum as he slid his way inside the entryway to the spacious penthouse apartment. He knew y/n would be home as she spent all day home today, "a day in to relax" she called it. He'd been feeling feisty all day and, being CEO, decided to spend the afternoon off from the office to shop for a little something for y/n. "Baby girl, Daddy's home", Calum echoed through the silent space. It was unusual, the apartment was usually filled with the sound of the TV, music floating through the air, or the chattering of y/n on the phone. Today, it was nothing, silence encompassing the space surrounding his spot by the door. Calum curiously checked every room, wondering where she could be, usually eager to meet Calum at the door. Entering the master bedroom, he heard the shower running and saw steam and light pouring through the crack at the bottom of the door. Ahhh, Calum thought, she must have decided to opt for a shower early tonight, as she frequently did. Calum smirked and made his way to the bathroom, letting himself into the humid space, sweat quickly gathering at the peak of his forehead, dampening his deep chocolate hair. He softly opened the shower door, taking y/n in, loving the sight in front of him. To Calum's surprise, she didn't jump, almost as if she was expecting him. "Cal, babe, you're home early" she smirked as she turned her head, peering at him over her shoulder with mischief clear in her eyes. He just smiled "I missed my baby girl, and daddy got her a surprise tonight", he casually replied, anticipating the gleam in her eyes at something new. That seemed to spark her interest, her whole body turning towards him and taking a step closer, enclosing the space between them. "Really, daddy? You know how I love when you do that for me" she said softly, her hand trailing up his covered chest, meeting his eyes and sighing softly. Calum gripped her hips gently, pulling her close and kissing her soft lips, "mhmm, baby, and I want you to get your sexy ass out of the shower and try them on for daddy" he spoke into her lips, pulling away and closing the shower door, not letting her answer as he left the room. He let her finish her shower as he rummaged around the room, taking his suit jacket and tie off, kicking off his shoes into his walk-in closet. He padded back into the bedroom, grabbing the items he purchased and bringing them into the open bathroom, laying them on the long countertop for y/n to see when she got out of the shower. Closing the door, he walked back into the bedroom, finishing removing his clothes. When the first button of his shirt was undone, he heard the shower door open and the tap turn off. A few minutes later he was in the kitchen, leaning against the counter top, sipping a glass of water and reading that morning's newspaper, checking up on the stocks that day. He'd changed into an old band tee and just his boxers. Y/n pranced her way in a minute later, dressed in the new baby pink and white lingerie he'd purchased just that afternoon. He dropped the glass, shattering the second it hit the tile floor. He didn't mind, he was fully focused on the ethereal beauty before him. She put her hands on her hips and said "what does my daddy think of his baby girl tonight?" She said, innocence lacing her voice. He couldn't speak. She looked drop dead gorgeous and it was getting to him. The bra was a soft, milky baby pink with white lace surrounding the tops of the cups of the bra, with triangles of lace jutting out of the bottom, the panties were the same, milky pink with lace on the sides and edges, white garters attached holding up the tops of the white lace stockings. He could have died right there. Instead he just advanced forward, dropping everything and pushing her against the wall closest to her. "Damn, baby, who got you all dressed up for daddy?" "You did, baby. And I love my new outfit daddy got me today" he loved it when she called him that, he felt so in control and he loved spoiling her. Especially when he could rip his gifts off of her. She surprised him when she decided to push him against the wall across from where they were, pushing her hands up and down his chest. "I think tonight is daddy's turn to relax while his baby girl takes care of him. Like you take care of me" she ghosted her words over his lips, her eyes closed as she pressed a lazy, yet soft kiss to his lips. He just nodded and melted into her. "Where do you want me tonight, cal baby" "on the fucking dining room table, baby" "show me", y/n whispered. He took no time picking her up and carrying her there, his lips not leaving hers. He sat her down on the edge as he moved his mouth to her neck, pressing soft kisses everywhere, heating them up slowly as he went, getting rougher and rougher. She pushed him away and then switched places, pushing him into a laying positing in the middle of the table. "It's all about daddy tonight" she whispered, taking his shirt off and straddling him. She felt beautiful in her new lingerie. She loved the way the silk and lace felt against her skin, and the way the pretty colors looked against her complexion. She gently pressed her hand against his dick through his boxers, eliciting a deep moan from his throat, loving the reactions she pulled from him so easily. "Oh Calum, I've been wanting you all day, and now I'm gonna have you, my way" she said, a smirk gracing her lips. He moaned and closed his eyes "have me baby, any way you want me". She smiled, putty in her hands. Tonight, though, was about intense, slow, passionate sex. She needed him in the most beautiful way she could have him. She pulled his boxers down, now grinding against his exposed dick, loving the feeling though the silky panties. "Daddy's baby girl loves her new outfit. I love the way it feels against my skin, I love the way it makes my daddy Calum weak, I love the power it gives me over you. I love the pretty things you buy me, daddy" she practically whined to Calum as she continued to grind hard and slowly against him. "I want to fuck my daddy with my new pretty pink outfit on. Would daddy like that?" Calum couldn't respond, just vigorously nod his head in approval, urging her forward. Once he was as hard as he'd ever been, she was ready for him, too. She pulled her panties aside, sinking down onto Calum, pulling a long, throaty groan from him, squeezing his eyes shut at the feeling. His hands made their way onto her thighs, as she sat still for a second, her head thrown back. He gently moved his hands from the outside of her thighs, inwards, and then to her hips, pulling her up, signaling his need for friction, movement. She bit her lip and started bouncing on top of him slowly, memorizing the way he felt, filling her up. "Oh my god, daddy, you feel so good, so good in your baby girl" she said, continuing her rhythm, his hands continually guiding her hips. She kept moving slowly, wanting to last as long as she could. She threw her hands on his chest, getting a little leverage. He threaded his hands through her hair, pulling her down to his level and pushing his lips onto hers, soon pushing his tongue through her lips and locking her into a passionate kiss. A chorus of moans escaped into each other's lips as y/n picked up the pace the slightest bit, pushing herself down harder. She released her lips, feeling herself going over the edge. A gasp escaped her lips along with a myriad of "Calum" "daddy" and "I love you". Calum soon joined her, releasing "fuck" and "y/n" and "shit baby I love you so much, too". Once it was over, y/n collapsed on Calum, running her hands over his chest over and over, his hands rubbing her back. "That was amazing and so beautiful, baby girl" Calum confessed, kissing the top of her head" "I know, baby. I just love you so much, and I needed you so much" Calum smiled and pulled her in for another kiss, releasing her and pulling her tighter, neither of them caring they were still laying on the table.

[mulletcal]

spicycal’s masterlist

Updated: June 22, 2020

🍆 - smut 🥺 - fluff 💓 - request  😔 - angst

Fics: Calum Hood:

If Walls Could Talk (CEO!Cal): Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

Ashton Irwin:

Potential Childhood Friends to Lovers fic? (WIP)

One Shots:

Calum Hood:

When Did You First Know? - Origin story of Mama & Cal from my twin universe (3.9k words)  🥺

Blurbs:

Calum Hood:

A Sunday Kind of Love  🥺

Take Care  🥺

Behind the Scenes 🍆

Light Outside  🥺

Reader & Cal are clumsy and Reader is injured  🥺

Cal helping Reader relax after anxiety build up  🥺

Reader helping Cal “blow off some steam”  🍆

Bench Pressed Kisses (Dad!Cal)  🥺

Make Up for All of Your Tears (Dad!Cal)  🥺

Fathers Day (Dad!Cal)  🥺

“So... The baby’s fine.”  (Dad!Cal)  🥺

“You really are your father’s daughter.” (Dad!Cal)  🥺

“I can feel them kicking!” (Dad!Cal)  🥺

“Stomach bug?” “No... Morning sickness.” (Dad!Cal)  🥺

“Where did you put your blankie this time?” (Dad!Cal)  🥺

Too Hot to Handle  🍆

Sundress Seductress  🍆 (in collaboration with @talkfastromance4, find her part here)

Self Care Night  🥺

If My Heart Had a Voice (bisexual/aromantic!Cal)  🥺

Good Morning  🍆

We Do It the Best  🍆

Ashton Irwin:

Words with Friends  🥺

Scrabble (a continuation of Words with Friends)  🥺

Triple Word Score (third and final part to WwF & Scrabble)  🍆

Flowers, Maybe Daisies, Might Relieve the Gloom (Gardener!Ash)  🥺

“You are perfect, my little love.” (Dad!Ash)  🥺

“How many coffees is that?” “You try having a toddler who refuses to go to bed.” (Dad!Ash) [Part 1 | Part 2 ]  🥺

Family Feud

Attention  🍆

First Word - Single Dad!Ash  🥺

Don’t Stop   🍆

Ashton and Binx origin  🥺

“You’re important too.”  🥺

Be Good  🍆

No Shame  🍆

Michael Clifford:

Michael kissing Readers’ stretch marks (Plus Sized!Reader)  🥺

“Do I look okay?” “Good enough to eat.” (Vampire!Michael)  🥺

“Did you have a bad dream?” “Uh huh.” (Dad!Michael)  🥺

“If they don’t stop crying in a minute I think I’m going to start.” (Dad!Michael)  🥺

“So the baby is fine, I need you to know that.” “What did you do?” (Dad!Michael) 😔

Same  🥺

Worth the Wait  🍆 🥺

Luke Hemmings:

Well Holo There  🥺

“One little shoe, two little shoes.” “I think I want another one.” (Dad!Luke)  🥺

Fic Writers Event:

works that i’ve written for the fic writers event, you can find the masterlist for the event linked below.

Get What You Give, Give What You Get (SugarDaddy!Cal)  🥺

Greased Lightnin’ (Cashton!Mechanic)  🍆

First Round Masterlist |

Discussions:

Anything related to the boys that other people have written in to talk about! Dad!Sos

[flannelpunkcalum]

Oh sugardaddy, I love this au honestly. Maybe you’d sometimes bring lunch to Cal’s office and you eat there with him. But then Cal reaches for his phone and says to his assistant to not let anyone disturb him for the next hour. You’d be mortified to leave his office after it cause everyone knows what happened, but Cal would be so smug. He walks you to his door, with a gentle kiss to your lips and a not-so-gentle smack to your bum he goes ”see you at dinner, baby girl”

ASLKJDFJKDS with my panties in his blazer pocket, too, no doubt. I’d DEFFO try to avoid the walk of shame by offering to hang out under his desk for the rest of the afternoon too ifyaknowwhatimean but he probably wouldn’t let me this time because he wants to see how flustered I get walking out the door with new hickies forming under my shirt collar... JEEZ he’s probably such a tease like that I really wish I wasn’t into it

[lukeysgirl]

The tears began to fall the minute he put the pick on her neck💀💀and I don't even know when I'm ending sugardaddy cal tbh

girl i died when i planned that corny shit. and b i t c h, it better be forever parts later bc i dont want it to e n d x

[lukeysgirl]

I'm sitting in the dark crying frustrated tears rn because the whole chapter 10 for sugardaddy!cal is gone and I'm hurt asf

SHIT was it accidentally deleted, love???

[lukeysgirl]

Oooo gabby, this next chapter of sugardaddy!cal (I need a title but I suck at titles🤷🏽‍♀️) got me shook and I'm the one writing it

dude i suck at titles too though !! i just usually use the last bold sentence of my writing most of the time lmao

[lukeysgirl]

Gabby, part 5 gave me life. Nearly died when I saw the cliffhanger lmaoo keep up the good work,lovebug (pt 3 of sugardaddy!cal is up btw ;) )

lmaooo that cliffhanger man, had to do it. and omG i just woke up, lemme hop on my pC to read it oml x

[lukeysgirl]

Omggg, definitely a sugardaddy series where The girl applies on a website as a joke or Dms calum about it as a joke but actually ends up with him and just lots of smut and fluff and gifts and everything yeesss!!!but maybe cal actually ends up falling for her even though they agreed not to? But she soons accepts that and BOOM relationship

i fucking breaTHE for sugardaddy!calum. so she finds him on a website and they do a friends w/ benefits but then they fall? i love all ur ideas, bless ya’ll for this! xx

[lukeysgirl]

You're writing is absolutely amazing sweets! Have you ever thought about writing a sugardaddy!Cal cause you woulda absolutely slay that, no doubt about it.

aha I have! But all this college applying + transitioning is becoming a real drag. But I'm hoping to write more when summer comes xx