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Conspicuous [Greaser!Ashton One Shot]

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a/n: hello all, i’ve been very sad and stressed lately so i’ve decided to write a greaser!ashton one shot to fill that empty void in my life. the picture attached straight up gave me the inspiration. enjoy! i also recently hit 400 followers and i would like to thank everybody so much! i love u guys

warnings: language, violence, mention of violence, smut (i’ve never written smut before so i’m S ORRY if it seems a little awkward)

word count: 7.6k (this is the longest thing i have ever written in my enTIRE EXISTENCE)

another a/n: shoutout to my love, sierra (@cosmocalum), for helping me with this one shot when i was really stuck! love u buggy <3

Conspicuous, 1: standing out so as to be clearly visible. 2: attracting notice or attention.

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a greaser!ashton one shot may or may not be in the works...

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howelldaniel

There’s a fic on fanfiction(.)net that I’ve kept tabs on for years to see if it’s been updated or not. While I’m no longer even in the fandom it’s written for, it just has one of the greatest storylines I’ve ever read. Last time it was updated was 2011.

The other day, I decided to reread the entire thing and leave a very in-depth review of what I thought of each chapter. I also mentioned how I started reading it when I was 13 and am now 21, but always came back to see if it was ever finished because I loved it so dearly.

Today, said author sent me a private message saying that her analytics showed that the story was still getting views even after all these years, but no one ever bothered to leave reviews other than “update soon!!!”, so she never felt motivated enough to finish it. She said that me reviewing every single chapter with lengthy paragraphs made her cry and meant the world to her. She also mentioned that she felt encouraged to write the two remaining chapters needed to complete the story and that she would send me a message the night before she updates the fic.

I’m literally sobbing. I’m so excited :’)

Please always remember to leave a review when reading fanfiction!!! It means a lot to a writer.

Seriously, this is what keeps us going; YOUR COMMENTS. 

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ashleyfanfic

And you think my ranting about it is just being salty! It’s not! Reviews can mean the difference between feeling motivated and feeling out of place.

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Trust to Dust [Badboy Actor!Calum Hood] Ch. 1

a/n: yes i know i haven’t posted in like 30 years but like, ya girl been going through it. anywho, welcome to trust to dust! i randomly got the idea for this fic while i was listening to story of another us in the shower and got too excited and wrote the 1st chapter. it is currently 3am, i am tired. too young, too dumb will be continued, but with slower updates as that fic takes a lot of time to write. the final part to second is also coming at yall soon! i also have an ashton fic in the works but i wanna be up and running with this one first. sorry for the long note but i hope all you lovelies enjoy the first chapter of trust to dust!!! love yall

“MISS ST. JAMES, thank you for meeting me,” the director, Mr. Richards, smiled as he sat down at the conference table opposite of Gwyneth St. James and her manager, Bristol. Gwyneth smiled and greeted him back, hoping she’d gotten the part in the new movie she auditioned for just a few weeks prior. Gwyneth St. James had been in the acting game for a few years now, earning herself quite a name in the Television world, but was starting to crave what the Film universe held.

“Mr. Richards, it’s so nice to see you again, thank you for calling me back,” Gwyneth said as she crossed her right leg over her left, playing with the hem of her skirt.

Mr. Richards pulled out a thick folder from his briefcase. Upon opening the folder, Gwyneth’s heartbeat picked up as she caught a glimpse of the thick packet that read New Beginnings. She watched intently as he pulled the thick packet out of the folder and slid it over to her, smiling as he did so. “Congratulations, Miss St. James and welcome to the cast. We have a lot to go over,” Mr. Richard’s explained. He went on for a while about the romantic films plot and how long he thinks it’ll take to film. He was growing more and more nervous as time went on, which instinctively made Gwyneth nervous as well. “Now the last order of business, who your co-star is,” Mr. Richards almost croaked out and he began tapping his hand on the table. “You will be working with Calum Hood. I know his repu-”

“Calum Hood?!” Bristol cut Mr. Richards off in the middle of his sentence. What reputation? Gwyneth thought to herself. She’s heard of Calum Hood before, seen a couple of his movies, but she didn’t really like to read the media, as they like to bend the truth. Mr. Richards looked to Bristol and flashed an apologetic smile. “Calum Hood is a complete asshole to work with, why would you hire him, let alone have Gwen work with him? This is ridiculous,” Bristol continued her rant, only succeeding in confusing Gwyneth even more. She didn’t understand why her manager was getting so worked up over this, considering it was Bristol who pushed her to audition for this particular movie because her manager had been friends with Mr. Richards since college.

“Mrs. Patrick, Mr. Hood is going to be on his best behavior during this shoot. Gwyneth doesn’t have to spend time with him outside of filming,” Mr. Richards tried to reason with Bristol.

“Trust me, she won’t,” Bristol rolled her eyes and looked over to Gwyneth who was staring at her freshly painted nails in confusion. “Fine, but any funny business, any at all, and Gwen and I are out of here.”

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“Calum, man, wake up! We gotta go,” Ashton impatiently said as he walked into Calum’s room, flicking the light on and yanking the blanket off of his sleeping figure. Calum groaned and curled into a tight ball, chasing the sleep he was being deprived of. “Seriously, Hood, wake the fuck up. We have a meeting with the director of the new movie you’re going to be in.”

Calum finally peeled his eyes open after a few more minutes of listening to Ashton hell at him. He was happy that Ashton was his manager, the two of them being good friends since their teen years, but sometimes it sucked that he had a key to his house. Standing up from his bed, Calum stretched his long, tanned limbs and trudged to his en suite bathroom to shower and get ready for the day. He didn’t want to be in this particular movie, but who was he to reject an opportunity for money? Washing the sleep from his body, he began thinking about who his co-star is. Ashton told him that she wasn’t a real big star, but she was known in the Television world but wanted to branch out. He was curious.

Finishing up getting ready for the interview, Calum met Ashton in his car. “Finally, thought you were going to blow the meeting off as a whole. We’re 20 minutes late as of now,” Ashton informed him as he started the car and pulled out of the driveway.

“Oh trust me, Ash, they’ll wait for me,” Calum scoffed. He didn’t mean to sound as cocky as he did, but it was true. He was one of the biggest names in Hollywood right now, whether it was good or not. If these people wanted a movie that would sell, they’d wait 20 years for Calum to show up.

“Calm it down, Cal,” Ashton sighed as he pulled into the buildings parking space. It wasn’t very far from Calum’s house in Calabasas, which was lucky seeing as they were nearing 30 minutes late. Ashton cut the engine and got out of the car, waiting for Calum to follow. Calum followed suit and got out of the car, getting ready to place a cigarette between his lips when Ashton butted in, “we don’t have time, mate.”

Calum rolled his eyes but nevertheless put the cigarette back into its pack. As they walked in, he took notice of all of the interns and guests that were practically fawning over him, and he wore a knowing smirk on his face.

“Mr. Irwin, Mr. Hood, thank God you’re finally here,” Mr. Richards’ secretary stood up and rushed over to the pair as she spoke into the Bluetooth attached to her ear, “Mr. Irwin and Mr. Hood are here.” She looked down at the ground while she listened to Mr. Richards reply to her. “Right this way, gentlemen.”

When the two men entered the small conference room, he noticed Mr. Richards flipping through what appeared to be the script. “Hello, gentlemen,” Mr. Richards greeted as he shook hands with Ashton and Calum respectively. “Please, have a seat. We have some things to discuss.” As Ashton and Calum took a seat, Calum saw through the hard exterior the director had put up. “Now, I’ve just gotten out of the meeting with your co-star, and her manager has some… concerns regarding you, Mr. Hood,” Mr. Richards tried explaining as carefully as possible, as to not anger Calum. Mr. Richards has heard of Calum’s anger issues, and hopes that this conversation goes well enough without it being released.

“These concerns are?” Ashton asked.

Mr. Richards took a deep breath before answering, “her manager is worried about Calum’s… mischievous reputation and how it’ll effect Miss St. James.” Calum’s jaw began bouncing as he clenched, trying to keep his anger at bay. Who the hell is this St. James prude and what does my reputation have anything to do with her? Calum thought to himself, wondering who the hell she thought she was. “Don’t fret, I assured Bristol that you, Mr. Hood, would be on your best behavior and keep these tarnishing actions to yourself and away from the studio,” Mr. Richards tried sending Calum and Ashton a half hearted smile, hoping to relieve some of the tension in the air. This didn’t work, only raising Calum’s anger.

“No disrespect to you or this St. James chick, but anyone would be lucky to work with me, regardless of my fucking reputation. I am a professional and what I do outside of the studio is none of their business. Thanks for the meeting,” Calum spat, the venom seeping through his voice. After his little outburst, he screeched his chair backwards and stormed out of the building. He needed a cigarette.

Once he was outside and in the back of the building, he reached in his leather jacket and yanked a cigarette out of the pack and placed it between his plump lips, lighting it up. Taking a deep inhale, he felt himself release a bit of the anger that was built inside of him. How dare that director talk to him like that? How dare that manager talk of him like that? Sure, he was known for playing pranks during filming and his “romances” with female co-stars but that doesn’t mean he’s unable to work with. These people just didn’t know him or understand him.

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Anonymous asked:

Are you going to continue too young too dumb???? I love it

I will be continuing Too Young, Too Dumb! I have just been going through a lot these past couple of weeks (family issues, a friend from high school passed away, and starting a new job), but I am determined to update both TYTD and Second! Thank you so much to everyone who is bearing with me! I love you all and I hope y’all understand 💞

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Anonymous asked:

This might be a dumb Q but how do you pronounce ur name?

not a dumb question at all! it’s pronounced like “shay-leigh” :-)

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i hit a 100 followers and didn’t even realize??? i love you guys??

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Anonymous asked:

Can PT 4 includes YN going to labor and Calum is panicking and the big child scared maybe he joins or stays home but DEFINITELY include Calum’s reaction to the baby and then the big sisters and taking the baby home too my god !!!!!!

It’s up! You can read it here. Sorry for the longish wait, I was trying to figure out how I wanted this chapter written! Thank you for reading! :-)

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Second  [Dad!Calum] PT 4

REQUEST: Omg please continue the Calum Dad series it’s the best! & Can PT 4 includes YN going to labor and Calum is panicking and the big child scared maybe he joins or stays home but DEFINITELY include Calum’s reaction to the baby and then the big sisters and taking the baby home too my god !!!!!!

a/n: omg ask and you shall receive ,,, also this is the second to last part (maybe idkkk)

   WARNINGS: light cussing

ROLLING OVER to her side, Y/N felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen. Groaning, she tried pushing Calum awake to let him know. “Wake up, shit, shit, shit, wake the fuck up,” she started, still pushing at his shoulder. The one thing about Calum that Y/N couldn’t stand: he was a heavy sleeper.

Calum stirred in his sleep and peeked one eye open, “baby, what’s going on?”

You’ve already been through this once, why the hell are you asking? Y/N looked at Calum, and then her gaze fell to her very pregnant stomach. When she ripped the blankets off of herself, Calum’s eyes widened when he noticed she was sitting in a pool of light red liquid.

How is she so calm about this? Calum thought to himself. “Doll, you’re about two weeks early. Are we sure this isn’t, like, pre-labor or something?” Calum questioned. The first time around, Calum panicked too quickly and ended up having to wait in the waiting room for hours on end because of bringing Y/N at the very beginning of her labor. This time, Calum wanted to be sure.

“Last time I didn’t wake up in a pool of liquid, my waters broke, Ihaia is ready to get this show on the road,” she looked at him. Calum simply nodded and stood up, walking into the closet to grab a pair of flip-flops for his wife.

“Oh, God. We haven’t even packed our hospital bag yet. Fuck, Kaia was going to stay at Luke’s house on the due date so we wouldn’t have to worry. Fuck, babe, what are we going to do-” Calum paused, looking over at Y/N, who was just staring at him with the most blank stare he’s ever seen her give. Calum huffed, “why are you so calm about this? What are we going to do? Shit, I need to call Luke and get him over here.”

Y/N looked at Calum, not believing what he was saying. “Cal, we don’t have time for that. Grab Kaia and have the boys meet us over at the hospital,” she instructed, attempting to stand. Calum rushed to her side, only to be brushed off so he could tend to waking their three year old daughter up.

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Calum’s car pulled up as close to the door as he could, screeching to a halt. Putting the car in park, Calum does out of the door and ran inside to seek help. “My wife is in labor, she’s going to have a baby, help, someone help,” he frantically rambled as he ran up to the counter.

A nurse looked up at a disheveled Calum and stood up. She breathed, “sir, grab the wheelchair that’s right in the doorway so you can bring your wife in. What’s your name?”

“Hood, her name is Y/N Hood,” Calum quickly replied, running towards the door to get the wheelchair. Grabbing the wheelchair, Calum made his was back to the car and pulled open the passenger door where his wife was seated. She was groaning and trying to stabilize her breathing, which was freaking out not only Calum, but poor Kaia who was sitting in the backseat. “Y/N, doll, lets go. Kaia, baby girl, unbuckle and and come here. Stay right next to Daddy, okay?” Calum instructed as he hooked his arm under Y/N’s legs and wrapped his other arm around her back. He lifted his wife out of the car and into the wheelchair and started making his way to the door, checking behind him to make sure his little girl was still by his side.

“Daddy,” Kaia whined. Calum knew his baby was tired, bus as of right now, he has other things to worry about.

“Baby, Uncle Lu is on his way and you’re gonna stay the night with him. Would you like that, petal-” Calum paused in the middle of his sentence when he was racing Y/N inside where the doctors were already waiting for them. The doctors took Y/N to the room just in time for Luke to walk in the door.

“Hey, man,” Luke breathed as he neared where Calum and Kaia were standing. When Calum turned around, his smile grew even wider. Kaia ran into the arms of her Uncle and giggled when he lifted her so carelessly off the ground.

“Will you make sure Kaia gets some more sleep? I’m sure she’s not enjoying being awake at a quarter to three,” Calum asked.

Luke shook his head, “yeah, call or text with any other updates. Say bye to Daddy, K, you’re gonna have a sleepover with me and Petunia.” Kaia waved at her father before Luke turned on his heel to take her back to his apartment.

Calum was relieved that his daughter was taken care of so he could channel all of his energy to his wife and their son that about to enter the world. “Sir, your wife is asking for you,” a nurse came out, signalling for Calum to come into the delivery room where his wife was located.

“Alright, you’re going to start pushing now, okay?” the doctor questioned Y/N. She shook her head, as her grip on Calum’s hand tightened. Calum winced, but chose not to complain about the pain, as he could not begin to imagine the amount of pain his wife was in. The doctor positioned her hands and called out, “okay, Y/N, let me have one powerful, good push.” Y/N let out a loud groan as she pushed as hard as she could. Calum didn’t want to admit it, but childbirth always made him feel a little lightheaded. “Another on, Y/N, you can do it,” the doctor cheered her on. Y/N whimpered a little but tried to push again with as much force as she could. The doctor smiled, “here’s the head! One more push Y/N, you can do it.” Calum squeezed Y/N’s hand and pressed a kiss to the back of it, silently reassuring her. Y/N took a deep inhale before beginning her final and hardest push, ready for it to end. “That’s it, that’s it, that’s it, here he is,” the doctor yelled, turning her attention to the proud parents, “Dad, would you like to cut the umbilical cord?”

Calum’s eyes widened. He didn’t cut the umbilical cord when Kaia was born, opting out because he wasn’t sure if he could handle it. Y/N looked up at him, awaiting his answer. Calum took a deep breath, praying he could get through it. “Yeah, sure, I’ll try,” Calum sheepishly replied, walking over to where the doctor was sat. However, when he reached the doctor, he was met with the scariest sight, losing all the breath in his lungs. “I-i that’s a lot of bl-blood,” Calum stammered out, looking at his wife with panicked eyes. The doctor passed the scissors to him, prompting him to cut the umbilical cord. Calum blinked a couple times, “I’m not su-sure I can,” was all Calum could get out before his ridiculously tall body fell to the ground.

a/n: omg calum fainted which i find really cute but like,,, im super soft. also sorry about the longish wait, i’ve been trying to figure out how to write this chapter because i don’t know much about what happens during childbirth,,., anywho hmu for part 5 if you want it :-)

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Anonymous asked:

Part 3? And please make it long!!

Part 3 is already up! But I am planning on part 4 being longer!

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sulkysnape

reblog this if you’re a fanfic writer & your motivation to write actually increases when readers actually show interest & give you feedback. even just a reblog or a little comment here and there

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Anonymous asked:

That Dad imagine got me soft

Thank you so much, I’m so glad you’re enjoying it! Dad!Calum has me very soft as well. The fourth part will either be posted later today or tomorrow! :-)

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Anonymous asked:

AAAAHH I love the Calum dad imagine, maybe you can continue with it till labor and coming home with the baby to meet to big one and I’m already soft so..

That’s the plan! You can read part three here. I’m still super soft for Dad!Calum

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Second [Dad!Calum] PT 3

REQUEST: AAAAHH I love the Calum dad imagine, maybe you can continue with it till labor and coming home with the baby to meet to big one and I’m already soft so..

a/n: omg yes i am way too soft for dad!calum so you best believe i’m gonna milk this blurb for all i can also this is skipping ahead to month 8 yeet

CALUM STEPPED into the small, one-story house, greeting Kaia on the couch, who was watching some children’s show that he didn’t recognize. “Hey, Kai, where’s mummy?” Calum questioned, looking around the living room and not seeing her.

“Bath,” Kaia nonchalantly replied, not even breaking her stare from the television set. Calum smiled at his little girl and made his way to the master bedroom, where he heard water running. As he stepped closer, he could hear his wife mumbling to herself.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Y/N said, frustrated. “Why the hell can’t I reach it? Stupid pregnant belly- not stupid- huge ass pregnant belly, wish you’d get out so I could shave my own damn legs,” he heard again. Trying to stifle laughter, Calum walked into the en suite bathroom, where he witnessed quite possibly the funniest sight: his eight month pregnant wife, sitting on the ledge of the bathtub, attempting to reach over her huge belly so she could shave her legs.

“Baby, need any help?” Calum asked as he stepped further inside and took a seat on the toilet. Y/N snapped her to her husband and then proceeded to pass the can of shaving cream and razor to Calum.

“I can’t reach, ‘m too fat,” Y/N sighed as she leaned back against the cold tile of the bathroom wall.

Calum squirted some of the shaving cream onto her leg, rubbing it in with his large hand. “You’re not, baby. You’re pregnant,” he smiled, beginning to shave his wife’s legs. “You know, Ihaia probably doesn’t like hearing his mummy call herself fat, I know Daddy doesn’t,” Calum continued, finishing off her left leg before setting it into the bathtub that had about 6 inches of lukewarm water.

“I’m just ready for him to leave, Babe, he’s officially overstayed his welcome,” Y/N stated. Technically, the baby’s due date wasn’t for at least another three and a half weeks, but Y/N was ready to get the show on the road.

They sat in silence for the rest of the duration of Calum shaving Y/N’s legs, only getting interrupted once by Kaia barging in complaining about being hungry. When Y/N stood up, she held onto Calum’s side as she walked out of the bathroom wrapped in her bathrobe.

“I’m going to go check on Kaia and possibly see what there is to make for dinner. Any suggestions?” Calum asked, standing at their bedroom door.

Y/N looked at him with an unimaginable amount of fondness before answering, “Chinese.” Calum laughed, looking down.

“Honey, I said make, I’m really not trying to order takeout again,” he said, eyes pleading that his wife would give in.

Y/N didn’t give in, but decided to pull the card that could win over anything she wanted, “I’m pregnant, Calum, with your son and he wants Chinese food. Orange chicken with fried rice to be exact.”

Calum smiled, knowing she’d won this time, “You can’t play that card very much longer, doll.”

She snorted, “Watch me.”

another a/n: i’m still so soft for dad!calum so i have like up to 5 parts planned for this,, y’all just gotta let me know if ya want it

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