Lauren doesn't know what Camila did to her but suddenly everyone seems to be a bad kisser compared to her. And it fucking sucks because look, the girl she is kissing right now is freaking hot but goddammit, she is not Camila.

Tattoo completions replace the concept of marriage in this soulmate AU. With Lauren's crescent moon and Lucy's stars, they're confident that they have matching tattoos and are meant to be life partners. But what happens when their completion ceremony doesn't go as expected? After all, the only star bright enough for the moon is the sun. But what if the sun and the moon hated each other? Matching tattoos or not, Camila and Lauren can't fucking stand each other, so how the heck are they supposed to be destined for each other? No one knows what Vero's tattoo is, but she's in love with her best friend's girlfriend. Will Lucy be brave enough to love Vero despite their tattoos? Gender isn't a criterion for love in this society. Well, except for Normani, who's always dreamt of having a fairytale life with her very own prince-charming. Can Dinah prove that love goes beyond a preferred gender? There's another problem though: Dinah's tattoo doesn't seem to match Normani's. With so much happening, can Ally keep the peace and help her squad find everlasting love? Warning: A FLEET of ships ahead: Extreme OT5 with tons of OTP friendships (cuz I miss takeovers and twitcams). Also, watch out for all the random 5H Easter eggs (find 'em all for some major harmonizer pride points). This story takes place in the tattoo AU created by Giny (ChooseYourLife) from the story "Tattoo Mates." (Special thanks to her for letting me use her universe. Go check out her awesome story: https://www.wattpad.com/story/21084897-tattoo-mates-miniseries ) Also available on 5hfanfiction.tumblr.com **PLEASE DO NOT COPY/REPOST/REPRODUCE MY WORK. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED**

Maybe Lauren doesn't know lots of things about life or how this thing called 'Love' works, but she is sure of one thing: loving Camila is possibly the easiest thing to do.

it's psychological warfare.

When Camila Cabello moved into an apartment, she thought she came prepared. But of all the things she expected, being thrown into Lauren Jauregui's ploy against her cheating ex-girlfriend was not one of them. It would have been a lot easier if she didn't despise the other woman. COVER BY: @SLOTHTATO aka wise child

You smiled to me and I thought: Damn, I'm fucking in love with you... -this is the original version, so there might have some errors different from 5HFanfic-

It's all just a game. A dare. A marriage. A bucket list. And a bakery. Ships: Camren, Norminah, Vercy, Wally **PLEASE DO NOT COPY/REPOST/REPRODUCE MY WORK. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!** Cover: @professionalbanana

(NON-AU | Completed) It's Camren, what else is there to say? (9/16 - 2/17) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Please don't convert, translate, or put my content elsewhere.

ⅰ. “And I wonder how many polar opposites we have brought together by falling in love. Inside you could have been the match that started the fire and burned down an entire house, and inside of me may live the remnants of a rocking chair inside the house that was burned to the ground. All these little things... these cells that make up our bodies, they could have once despised one another. But now every single part of me is in love with every single part of you. Just with one touch we would be resolving age old conflicts, or ushering the tip of the tallest mountain to kiss the sand that lies at the deepest part of the ocean.”

You've never had a one night stand have you?" Lauren's manipulating a frayed piece of the duvet between two of her slender fingers when I look away from my book. Her eyes dance from mine, to my lips, to the clock on the nightstand behind me, then back to my lips. I smirk, "Am I that obvious?" She dips her head, her lofty brunette curls pouring out across the white pillow case. She tucks one strand that has fallen too far against her cheek, behind her ear timidly. I've still not grown accustomed to the demure version of Lauren I'm seeing now. When only minutes ago, she was ambitious, arousing, and unchaste. I confirm her suspicion. "Well you're right," I say. "I've never had a one-night stand," I grin, flustered, seemingly mirroring Lauren's own expression. "You were my first..."