a book of boyxboy oneshots basically short stories about Calum and Luke **THESE ARE NOT MINE**

Calum can't eat and Katy can't stop.

"whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same." ©PLVTONIC

frat!Calum -- "You don't seem like the sorority type," Calum said, removing his arm from my shoulders and shoving his hands in his pockets. "What's that supposed to mean?" I questioned. "I don't know. You just seem more... chill? Greek chapters do a lot of great work but we're also well known for our parties and you just don't really seem like the get-drunk-til-your-pants-come-off kind of girl." I squinted up at him and laughed a little at his comment. "You met me six hours ago, I don't know that you have the best impression of me." "Well if you ever want to change that sometime, text me." -- contains smut and language

"cause you know I love the players, and you love the game" cover by @/selfconfessed :)

Cake and Mashton. One shots. You're welcome. {rated #11 in hoodings & #22 in cakehoodings}

He's never said a word... Until he met him. // cake (Calum Hood & Luke Hemmings) 11/15/14-5/29/15 (6/17/15)

Cake one-shot/epilogue type thing. You won't understand this if you haven't read the Prove You Wrong series, so I suggest you go do that before reading this! :)

Calum resorts to leaving open mouthed kisses against Luke's neck, muscles tight under his lips, and slips his hands up. His fingers dig into Luke's lower back, pushing his lower half away from the wooden door and into Calum's. Luke's lips drop open again and his hands lace tightly behind Calum's neck. "Forgive me father, for I have sinned." Or the one where Luke prays the gay away, Calum waits for him, Michael crushes everyone's dreams, and Ashton thinks the bible is fanfiction.

❝ why don't they play poker in the jungle? ❞ ❝ i really don't care. ❞ (lowecase intended)