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'I know looks can kill, because I'm dying for yours' by Forbiddenmichael
Fandoms: 5 Seconds of Summer (Band)
26 Jan 2017
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The story of how with the change of the pigment of Michael's hair, comes a change in Luke's attitude towards him. The mere colour of it isn't what causes the change in emotions, it just easier to think about how much has actually changed, when you compare it to something as trivial as the colour of his hair.
It all starts when they are merely innocent five year olds, but by the time they are eighteen, many things -including hair dye preferences- have changed.or luke finds his feelings towards michael changing as often as the colour of michaels hair does.
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'It was the [1]4th of July, and you and I were, you and I were, fire, fireworks' by Forbiddenmichael
Fandoms: 5 Seconds of Summer (Band)
12 Jun 2016
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Yes, Luke thought, roll your eyes. Look, it’s yet another teenager obsessed with a boy band, who they think they will actually meet. It was pathetic, how he put all of his happiness on three boys of his own age who didn’t even know of his existence; he knew it was. But it didn’t stop his face lighting up when the thousandth picture of one of the three boys popped up on his timeline. And it didn’t stop him religiously listening to their music until he was sure the beats of their songs thumped along to the pounding of his heart. A horrible, all-consuming pounding that Luke felt fill ever part of his body, burning through each muscle and bone.
or the story of how a whole year can change so much and what seems impossible might be possible if you just try.
(alternatively the clique story of what everyone wants to happen to them after they give a band member a letter) -
'Having to chase to win the prize' by Forbiddenmichael
Fandoms: 5 Seconds of Summer (Band)
17 May 2016
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So when Calum stopped walking, it was inevitable that Michael would crash into his- admittedly wide, and did he mention muscular- back. Calum turned around, and he really needed to stop smirking because Michael was going to actually faint. “Steady there, princess.” The way the pet name rolled of Calum’s tongue, and the way his calloused hands clasped Michael’s shoulders to indeed steady him was intoxicating, more so than the alcohol he had consumed. Michael did wish he had left his leather jacket on the blanket so Calum was actually touching his pale skin. But he was already weak at the knees from being called Princess, so he didn’t think he’d even be able to cope with skin-on-skin contact. “Just thought I’d let you know your tiara’s falling.”
“’S not a tiara. ‘S a flower crown.” Michael mumbled into his shirt.
or Michael doesn't realise he likes being called Princess, and Calum isn't as cocky as he makes out to be
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'I saw the surpirse, the look in your eyes' by Forbiddenmichael
Fandoms: 5 Seconds of Summer (Band)
23 Apr 2016
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He heard me, Michael thought. Calum’s eyes were far too open and awake to be because he had just woken up. For how long he had been awake he didn’t know, but for not long Michael hoped. The warmth of his skin tried to warm the trembling of his small hands, which were shaking in a way similar to the effects of shivering. But despite Calum’s warmth, Michael’s hand still shook.
“Are we still pretending?” Calum whispered, nose bumping the others’ for a fraction of a second.
or Calum is drunk, and in such a state he doesn't realise he just asked the boy he was in love with, to effectively 'be in love with him' just for the night
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'Still the same songs with the same old beats' by Forbiddenmichael
Fandoms: 5 Seconds of Summer (Band)
04 Mar 2016
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Weird to use the analogy that music so rowdy and thumping and bass-y, would be compared to the slight whisper of a friend directly hushed into your ear. But if silence could be deafening, then music loud enough to leave your ears ringing, could quieten the churning and pulsating rhythm of the word around you.
or Michael has a dog practically leap into his lap, and in any other circumstance he would have shoved it off, but under these circumstances, he couldn't be happier. The dog's owner seams to agree.
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'Don't want your body, but I hate to think about you with somebody else' by Forbiddenmichael
Fandoms: 5 Seconds of Summer (Band)
28 Feb 2016
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Michael was at every corner of his mind, Ashton lurking behind him and whispering words of treacherousy and lies into a pliable Michaels’ ear. Words that would then fall from the green-eyed boy’s mouth, expression straight but eyes still as eerily deadly and angry as the last time Luke had seen him. These words were now worst, from the depths of his own mind, and Luke had been filling in the spaces, warping and contorting Michael’s words till they felt more like shards of glass in his heart than stabs in the gut. He was punishing himself, even though in reality he had done nothing wrong.
or Luke's entire world, Michael included, come crashing down when Ashton can't hold his alcohol and Michael cant control his rage
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“I can’t love myself,” he said, this time with a bite to his voice. “And if I can’t love myself, then no one can love me” he finished. His tone was harsh-lacking the sunshine quality that normally lightened a room- and it was if he was scolding a child not talking about himself. He still hadn’t focused entirely on Luke’s face until it crumpled and tears fell from his blue eyes, wetting his bottom eyelashes and then the top ones as he blinked them away to focus back on Ashton.
when ashton cant love himself, how can he possibly love someone else? luke shows him how
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'I'm already something, to someone I dont know' by Forbiddenmichael
Fandoms: 5 Seconds of Summer (Band)
10 Jan 2016
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Post card number twenty: “Dear Ashton, during the final bow today, when we lined up, you stood next to me. Normally I stand on the end next to Michael, but today I stood next to you. You wrapped one arm around me, and I swear you squeezed me extra tight. I didn’t even care that your top was all damp with sweat. Am I going crazy? You’re my best friend Ash, but every time I say it, I think I’m trying to convince myself that’s all you’ll ever be.
Yours always, Luke”.luke has been in love with his best friend for so long, and now the time to tell ashton his feelings has long since past
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'I should ink my skin, with your name' by Forbiddenmichael
Fandoms: 5 Seconds of Summer (Band)
02 Jan 2016
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Black ink finally marking Luke’s skin wasn’t what scared him the most, he was happy with the words and their meaning; it was the nervous bubble of butterflies in his stomach that reminded you that soon Michael would see the two words inked there, and he may not be happy with them and their meaning. His reaction was the only one that really mattered.
or Luke gets a tattoo and Michael really wants to find out what it is
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'Don't waste your time on me, you're already the voice inside my head' by Forbiddenmichael
Fandoms: 5 Seconds of Summer (Band)
31 Dec 2015
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He left them there, but the trembling didn’t stop, Calum hardly felt any pressure because Michael wasn’t really holding his sides, just putting his hands as close to covered, tanned skin as possible whilst his hands fluttered like the trapped wings of a bird. His red lower lip was pulled in by his teeth, and his eyelashes were darker from the wetness of his tears. The skin along the tracks of his tears was almost translucent and his eyes were wet and glassy.
or Michael thinks that its just his usual band mate bunking in his room and doesn't realises that hes confessing everything until it might have ruined, well, everything
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'These words are my heart and soul' by Forbiddenmichael
Fandoms: 5 Seconds of Summer (Band)
24 Dec 2015
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The next Monday, Michael’s hair was pink. Ever so slightly pink. Like the pink of the marshmallows in a white and pink bag when they are dusted in that whitish coloured powder that sticks to your fingers and clothes. It was light and almost white with a hint of pink. It reminded Luke of candyfloss and he wanted to touch it, run his hands through it, whilst Michael stood there fumbling with the cuffs of his jumper. His hair was pink, and Luke almost fell out of his chair.
or Luke decides to write two sets of notes, and give one of them to the sleeping boy with rainbow coloured hair in front of him, in hopes that he carries on blessing Luke with the adorable image of him drooling on the desk top. And if he writes cute little notes at the bottom of the notes to make the sleepy boy smile, then that's nobody else's business.
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On his sixteenth birthday, Ashton gets his soul mate tattoo, and it's everything he hoped for. Even is his soul mate does sound a little bit sarcastic and snarky.
A few months later, on the other side of Australia, Calum woke up on his sixteenth birthday with his soul mate tattoo. And needless to say, it's everything he hoped it wasn't.
'What colour even are your eyes?'
'Wait, you’re a boy? You’re meant to be a girl.’or when Calum and Ashton have waited for there soul mate tattoos for so long and what they get isn't what either of them expected. they aren't what each other expected either...
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The boy’s hair in front of you was green, and it was distracting. Like it was directly in your line of vision to the teacher, effectively preaching about when in real life you would use the quadratic formula. On a side note, his argument was completely invalid, and you failed to see why anyway would care, but equally off topic. The vibrancy of the boys hair drew you to him, resulting in many a lesson spent furiously catching up on the way to solve the problem on the board, having spent too much time with your gaze on him instead of the white board. And it wasn’t like he was ever doing anything different, just sleeping. Oh yeah sleeping. That was what had your eyes drawing back to him every time the teacher screeched about an x needing to be factorised or something just as horrific.
or when Michael is constantly asleep in class, and as a kind student with defiantly no ulterior motives- note the irony - you decided to lend a helping hand, oh and maybe an ego boost
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Luke stood there, chewing his lip like always, and squinting into the room. He looked good today. Not in what he was wearing, –even though he did look good- in his normal mandatory skinny jeans and a long sleeved white t-shirt. It looked like it belonged to Ashton as the arms were slight stretched and his shoulder were only slightly too big for it. It was the most normal you had seen him in a long time, even the purple bruises under his eyes looked calmer and less angry today. It almost took your breath away to see him looking so…so normal, after all the sleepless night you had spent hearing him crying himself to sleep without being able to just swaddle him up in your arms and rock him into security.
or luke just can't seem to be able to let anyone-physically-close enough without fear of being-emotionally-hurt, but if you're not close enough to hurt, how can you be close enough to love
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Often the sounds you chose to drown the world out with were loud, loud in a way that seemed so quite to you, as if the words were whispered to you through the tiny earphones. Weird to use the analogy that music so rowdy and thumping and bass-y, would be compared to the slight whisper of a friend directly hushed into your ear. But if silence could be deafening, then music loud enough to leave your ears ringing, could quieten the churning and pulsating rhythm of the word around you. And it did. Loud and impulsive solos and riffs caused a level of solace, and maybe it was because you couldn’t even hear yourself think, let alone the sounds of the world around you, that you felt calm.
or when you find yourself with a rather happy and excitable dog In your lap, and your just happy that his owner wasn't far behind. lets just say, the owner is quite pleased as well
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You hoped he hadn’t seen it. Michael’s breathing was still louder in your ears than it would have been if your heart wasn’t beating faster. Why it was beating faster you didn’t know. Sure, you were in Luke and Michael’s room with an intoxicated Michael, and sure he thought you were Luke but it’s not like you didn’t tell him you were there.
You remembered the conversation from the earlier in the day. Luke had asked if he could have your single room and you bunk with Michael tonight. Had he not told Michael, you thought.or Michael thinks that its just his usual band mate bunking in his room and doesn't realises that hes confessing everything until it might have ruined, well, everything
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There was still what felt like a cavern of space between you, the white bed sheet representing some sort of glacial divide between you and the boy. It wasn’t like this hadn’t happened before; you always cuddled with him and the rest of the band. It was just that they weren’t (normally) half naked, or in your bed, or drunk, or Calum, or all of the above. Mostly what had your heart rate raising was just the fact it was Calum. But before erratic thoughts a sweet goodnight kisses or days of stolen ‘I love you’s’ with the boy next to you could enter your head like they normally do before the snatches of sleep catch you, Calum was shuffling back into you.
or when calum is drunk and you have to test how good you are at 'pretending' to be in love with him
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Slumping up against your side, his suitcase and carry on thrown carelessly in the back of the car, you felt his breath on your neck. He clung to you with his arms tightly wrapped around yours, as if he was a koala and just seeking warmth. The car bumped and jumped down the road, your head vibrating against the window which it was pressed against. Your eyes vibrated, blurring your vision. The heat of Luke’s skin against yours was enough to remain in your uncomfortable position. Luke’s limbs lay splayed out on the seat to your side, and across your own body. It had long since gone heavy as sleep had claimed him, not feeling too happy about the way his large shoulder digged into your stomach or how heavy he was in your lap but also happy to grant him the sleep he had been lacking whilst away. You ran a hand through his static hair, made fly-away by running his hand through it one to many times before, on the flight.
or when you finally see luke after so long and things seamed to have changed since when he was just the boy who left all those months ago
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When Luke started to avoid your ‘banding (even though you weren’t in the band) sessions, you, above all people, were confused. Michael brushed it off saying he was ‘being a girl’, Calum said that ‘Luke doesn’t want to blind you with his ghostly pale skin compared to my golden complexion’, (which you countered with the fact that Michael was a lot paler than Luke) and Ashton just shrugged it off. Even though one day you did over hear what you thought was Ashton and Luke having a ‘little chat’ abut his, needless to say odd behaviour.
or when luke starts avoiding you and you just don't know why
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There had been no pinicle point that started the messages and nothing that Ashton could think of that he may have done intentionally that had caused the written abuse. However that didn’t stop them from tearing down the mental walls that he had naturally built up when he and his 3 best friends as rose to fame, leaving him bare to the messages, so meticulously made to strike him where it hurt. Having no armour left, he crumpled, standing in the shared bathroom of yours and his flat, crumbing in on himself with the words swirling in his head and forcing every other happy thought out.
or when the hate gets to much and ashton just needs someone-you.