Sorry to all those "sirius can sing" stans...but headcannon sirius black sounds like a dying cat singing in the shower and he thinks he sounds angelic...and james changes the subject when he brings it up, peter runs out of the room and remus never shuts up ab how he actually sounds like he's being murdered when he sings "Is there Life On Mars?" by David Bowie
this nostalgia in my bones — why can’t i forget it?
who tf hid this from me
find the difference between michael's shirt and the picture of malum. you can't
(thanks @lukemichaelcalumashton for providing the EXACT malum pic to illustrate my point)
in honour of father’s day, i think everyone should read and reread Building a Family by @pixiegrl
i feel like saying « people with childhood trauma are kinky asf now » is kinda romanticising trauma
Hellooo! I am literally so excited to share this fic and I don’t even know what to say but aaa!! I do have to express the biggest thank you to two of my favorite people in the world, Maya ( @calumsash ) and Myle ( @satellitesunset ) specifically for helping me write so much of the social media aspect of this fic. I’ve never spent so much time formatting a story ever lol and even if you don’t read it, i would love for you to just LOOK at it because WOW that formatting is sexy. Hope you enjoy it!! aaa
Summary: Maybe the sunrise doesn’t matter much after all. Calum can watch the sunrise any day. How many days will he get Ashton like this? Shirtless, sporting bedhead in a hotel room, with just the two of them for a few lazy hours alone?
Soon enough, they’ll be back on the tour bus and Calum won’t be allowed to hold Ashton’s hand anymore.
Word Count: 20,718
Pairing: Calum Hood/Ashton Irwin
Rating: Explicit
every time charlie srping said « im not hungry » i felt my heart breaking a little more
i want ashton irwin to hug me so tight i stop breathing
when i woke up and the first thing i saw was the new tumblr logo i knew i was gonna have a bad day