this one is for the stupid shit we do because of curiosity.
its shark week.
and you know what just happened?
Michael Phelps just raced a shark.
now yes, they used technology to simulate it, but, he raced a shark. like who the fuck thought, “hey i wonder if a human could swim faster than a shark, i know, lets get the vest swimmer on the planet to test this theory”
like they made a fuckin water bicycle to track the speed of sharks.
Okay so it’s safe to assume that Caleb is beefier than Adam. I mean, cmon the boy plays fuckin football; idk if it’s ever been mentioned what position he plays (I’m thinking fs, I really can’t see him not playing defense. Except for maybe wr but still it’s a hard maybe), but like no matter what the boy is probably mostly muscle. And like naturally larger muscles means larger hoodies……I think y'all see where I’m going. I’m not saying that Adam wears Caleb’s hoodies, and that they’re big enough that he can do the whole “sweater paws” thing, and that Caleb may or may not find it fucking adorable, but that’s literally exactly what I’m saying IM TRASH BYE
(also id just like to say that I don’t know everything that’s been confirmed outside of the podcast, I know some stuff but there’s just so much, so if this is actually canon idk. If it is thank u Lauren for blessing me and also I’m gonna lose my gd mind)
But do you ever think about how Sam finds Dean little overbearing at times (though he knows he has good intentions usually), and Lucifer is just so deprived of brotherly love because Michael is a douche, so one day Sam just shoves them together and is like “here”.
And Dean and Lucifer are still in their not-trusting-each-other phase, and just look at each other like “what do I do with this”, but Sam refuses to spend time with either of them until they spend time alone with each other. So they mostly just glare at each other a lot, until for whatever reason Lucifer subtly reveals something about Michael abandoning him and Dean’s big brother mode just activates and he’s all “no that is not what big brothers are supposed to do”. And suddenly he can just see the same little brother-ness he sees in Sam in Lucifer, but Dean knows he was supposed to be like Michael so he vows to not be like Michael because Dean is a better big brother than that.
So Dean is on a mission to prove he’s better than Michael. And Lucifer is just like so desperate to be a little brother again, so they end up in some weird surrogate brother relationship that gradually becomes less and less awkward until Sam comes back to the bunker one day to find them both in the garage and Lucifer is wearing plaid because Dean told him he can’t wear the same outfit every damn day, and they’re fixing the Impala while Dean teaches Lucifer about cars because “that’s what big brothers do”.
And Sam just stands there smiling until Dean notices him and tries to act all nonchalant as he walks past to wash the oil off his hands, while muttering something about “stupid dick angels were wrong if they thought I’d ever be a vessel to someone who can’t even be a good brother”. And Lucifer follows because Lucifer is desperate and now attached to Dean forever.
And Sam is just like “congrats on your new brother” to both of them.
You paced back and forth in your room while Calum was fast asleep in bed, It was 2:00 AM and you couldn’t sleep, Everyone else in the house was passed out. You wish you could sleep as well but your mind was racing with everything he had told you hours ago. He told you everything from how he met Arzaylea before Luke ever did, How they met at a party and got drunk together, She came on to him and he said no, She got angry and left, A few weeks later she showed up at another party the boys were at and this time she came onto Luke, Of course Luke being the sweetest guy he is fell for her instantaniously, Calum of course didn’t say anything to him and a month Later Larzaylea became a thing , You ask Calum who all knew about this and he told you the only people he told was Ashton, Michael and Mali and that Ashton told Bryana, He said he tried to tell Luke but he didn’t believe him. You didn’t know what to do or what to think anymore, but you felt yourself panicking by the minute so you decided to go outback to get some fresh air. You weaved your way through the mess that was scattered around the house, people were asleep on air matresses, and couches so you tried your best to be quiet.
You sat at the edge of the pool, dangling your legs into the water, You tilt your head back, taking a deep breath trying to calm yourself but You felt the tears burning your eyes, it wasn’t because you were sad it was more because you were frustrated, you felt stupid and lied to. You quickly wiped your eyes when you noticed Ashton walk out, He sat beside you, putting his legs in the water as well. “Hey!” He says. “Hey..” You say trying to hide your face. “You okay?..” He asks as he tries to get a better look at you. You just gave up trying to hold it together, And You start to cry even harder as you look over at him, His face turns sad too as he notices your tears. “Hey…. whats wrong little one?” He asks as he wraps his arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer so you could lean on him. “I feel so stupid.” You say. “I defended her. And Luke. And all of you knew and didn’t tell me….. i just, feel so dumb.” You say, sniffling. “You were being a good person, Giving her the benefit of the doubt, There’s nothing dumb about that…” He says. “I just don’t understand….. Calum and i are supposed to tell each other everything, even if we feel that it’s wrong or that we can’t, we’re supposed to tell each other anyway.” You say “And Luke… Why would he date her if he knew about her and Calum…?” You ask. “Because…. Sometimes Luke doesn’t see the truth in people, He digs, and digs until he finds something good in that person and then he hold on to it, and when he starts to see the ugly in them he just grabs that good thing to remind himself of that one good quality in that person.” Ashton explains. “And even if she doesn’t truly like him, He truly likes her, and sometimes when you like someone a lot you will do anything to keep them in your life…” He says. “Kinda like how we all kept the Calum and Arzaylea thing from you, Because we love you and we would do anything to keep you in our lives.” He adds. You couldn’t help but smile. Ashton could always help you see the light in dark situations, He could always make anyone feel better. “Thanks.” You say with a smile, You give him a kiss on the cheek. “Night.” You say as you stand up and give him a hug. You notice Bry in the door way and she smiles at you, She gives you a hug as you pass by and then walks out to sit with Ash. You walked into the bedroom were Cal was sleeping, You sat next to him on the bed, Looking at him, so beautiful, so peaceful, You ran your thumb over his cheek, waking him up. “I’m sorry love, Go back to bed.” You say as you begin to stand up from the bed but he grabs your hand. “No, Come here.” He says as he pulls you on top of him, He holds you tight, Scattering kisses around your face. “I love you so much.” He whispers as he kisses your lips. “So…. So… Much.” He says, Kissing your lips once more.
You laid there on top of him, Hands began to roam and breathing began to get heavier. Calum rolled on top of you, Trailing kisses from your lips, to your cheek, and finally reaching your neck, Nipping at your skin, You smile and a moan escapes from your lips. Remembering that people are just in the other room, You bite your lip trying to stay quiet. “We have to be quiet. Remember? Someone might hear.” You whisper. “I don’t give a FUCK!” He yells, Luckily you covered his mouth before he got too loud,He nips at your hand, Making you jump and You both started laughing. “Shh..” You say as you put your finger up to your mouth trying not to laugh and he does the same, mocking you, He giggles as he kisses your lips again. Calum lifts your shirt off of you and unties the string of your bikini top that you were still wearing from earlier that day. Kissing your chest, He hovers his lips just slightly above your body, Trailing them down your torso, You feel the warmth of his breath hit your cold skin, Sending shivers down your spine. Goosebumps rise on your skin as he gets closer to your hips, His fingers slide underneath the hem of your shorts, Pulling your panties off with them. He kisses your hip bone, Spreading your legs, his lips trail down kissing the inside of your left thigh. Your fingers run through his hair and you arch your back as he kisses you right where you want him most. “Fuck…” You sigh as you bite down on your lip. The warmth of his mouth and his tongue has you seeing stars, Your grip in his hair gets tighter and you feel the rush of your climax approaching faster by every second. He looks up at you and the sight of him takes you over the edge, You grip the sheets with your other hand, Your back arches even more and you can’t help but let out a loud moan, his name spilling from your lips right after. Calum climbed back on top of you, Pressing his body close to yours, His soft skin against your felt like heaven and no matter how close he was he didn’t feel close enough, You could feel how hard he was against you and he was craving you just as much as you craved him, His kisses got rougher and faster as he quickly pulled off his boxers, He thrust into you slowly and then quickened his pace when he knew you were comfortable enough. His forehead rested on yours, Thrusting faster and harder, Your moans and breaths colliding, you could feel your second climax approaching, Your grip on his waist was getting tighter, One of his hands were resting on your hip, His nails were digging into your skin and the other hand, holding him up was about to give out, He grabbed you, Pulling you up as he switched positions, He was now sat on the bed and you on top of him with your legs wrapped around his waist, You began riding him and it only took just a few more thrusts of your hips to send him over the edge and you followed right behind him, His arms that were wrapped around you held you tighter, You hands rested on his face as you brought his lips to your own, Kissing him slowly as you both rode out your highs. Laying down you both were all smiles, Calums hand reached over and grabbed yours, Intertwining his fingers with yours, You looked over at him and he pulled you closer to him, Holding you tight as you both fell asleep.
Hockey!Michael where him and reader were really good friends when they were younger but they grew apart. In high school reader is a giant nerd and is getting bullied but Michael stands up for her, as they start getting close again her reveals he has a crush on her (this is really cheesy but thanks for doing it <3)
“Can you believe it?” You friend called from the other side of the table all glittered and face painted up for spirit week. “In commemoration of the senior boys making it to the finals, Michael Clifford is going to ask out some lucky girl.”
You titled your head reading the tweet and then sighed. Of course girls would fawn over your, once upon a childhood ago, best friend. He was team captain, number 32, and he was probably on of the most offensive person to ever be on the team. Scratches, bruises and scars seemed to be more to his likely than anyone else. Not to mention the red haired male had a power check, one that even scared the guys bigger than him.
“Listen, I don’t get what’s the hype.” You answered her and you knew that was a lie between your teeth. You had been crushing on Michael ever since you were little but never had the guts to say anything.
In an instant your friend stood up on her feet. “(Y/N)! Don’t you get it?! Michael Clifford could ask one of us out, you’d be a shoe in!”
“Why me? Why not you?” You questioned completely dumbfounded at the idea of ever talking to Michael ever again.Long story short you were Michael’s old best friend ever since freshman year. You had lived together, played together, grew up together and wherever you were the blue haired male was bound to be there too. When Michael tried out for the hockey team though, it meant the end of your friendship. He met people, girls fawned over him while your friendship was stuffed away like an old toy. It was almost heartbreaking.
“Because,” She answered standing up and pulling at your arm to where Michael usually sat,“he’s always staring at you in class and always at lunch. Like right now.”
As she said that you were right in front of him. The guy you’ve been crushing on ever since you were younger was right before your eyes. Suddenly you clammed up seeing his eyebrow piercing, one that you hadn’t know he’d gotten. This would be the first time that you would have spoken to him since freshman year.
“Hi!” Your friend said with a cheery smile.
The other three teammates turned in your direction and suddenly your breath hitched. They were all good looking you had to admit, but the way they were looking at you completely turned you off. Your raised your glasses giving them the same repulsed glare.
“Uh, guys what’s wrong?” Your friend questioned smiling at them. The thing about your best friend was that she was close with Calum, so naturally she became with the other three guys. “This was the friend that I was talking about.”
Michael made a small face before offering a small sympathetic smile. Like somehow you being dragged gere was his fault. He opened his mouth to say something but the curl haired guy spoke first. “I guess any friend of (Y/FN)’s name can sit with us.”
“Even if she looks like that.” The tall blond murmured but you managed to hear him as you narrowed your eyes at him.
“So Michael,” Your friend’s voice had a tinge of mischief before she sat down on Calum’s lap,“have you decided on who you’re taking for the finals?”
“No, but I think Calum has.” The blue haired male answered, brushing away his newly dyed hair under his snapback.
Everyone at the table chorused in a laugh other than the tanned male and your friend who were both blushing. Your friend snorted before scooting away from the tanned male. “I think you should bring (Y/N).”
“ Oh, yeah? What do you think (Y/N)?" Immediately your face began to heat when the blue haired male smiled at you. His eyes travelling from yours then down and back up again. Did Michael just check you out? You were stunned.
Your friend nudged your side, causing you to lean against the table slightly. “Uh…I mean I could. I would love to-“
"Oh sweet!” Without warning Michael was on top of their table and smiling. “HEY, GUYS I’M TAKING THIS GIRL TO OUR FINAL GAME!!”
Tugging at the male’s shirt to bring him back to his seat your eyes went wide. In front of almost all of your whole school Michael had just confessed that he was off the market for the final’s game. “How could you do that?! Do you know how many girls are going to hate me for this?! ” You hissed.
Merely shrugging he just smiled as his arms went around you. “Don’t worry. No one is going to touch my girl.”
It was surprising. Michael had kept his promise that no one would be bothering you. Despite the small death glares no one ever approached you about Michael taking you to the game. In fact it was only silent murmurs going around about that had been announced in the cafeteria. After school you were greeted by Michael and his car. “Need a ride?”
You bit your lip as you watched a group of cheerleaders watching you. Suddenly an surge of confidence flowed through you as you swung the car door open, as you gave an equal glare to the group of girls there.
There was an expectation you had that the drive was going to be silent. But Michael as the same as he always had been loud and quite chatty. He was surprised that you still remembered playing together as kids. As you tuned from one station to another the blaring sound of Green Day played. You turned up the volume and then turned away. It was impossible that Michael still loved this music, and soon your hand reached to change the station.
“Don’t.” The blue haired male snapped as his hand swatted yours away. “I love this song.”
“You do?” Your voice raised completely shocked at his statement.
Shrugging his gave you a smile. “Did you really think I had changed that much?”
Your answer was caught in your mouth though when Michael leaned closer to you and pecked your cheek, soon after the car stopping in front of his house. You gave the male a look of complete disarray. “What the hell was that?”
“I can’t kiss my date to the game? You’re my good luck charm after all.”
“Yeah but,” You started watching him get out of the car and you followed suit,”I mean we’ve been friends forever…or well at least until freshman year.”
His pierced eyebrow raised. “Are you saying we’re not friends anymore?” The green eyed male sounded almost like a child.
Whether he was teasing or not you couldn’t resist the urge to shrink away with rosy red cheeks. “It’s not t-that its just well…you know…” You stammered hoping that Michael would understand what you were attempting to say to him.
A smile was simply spreading all the way to his ears. “Come on, let’s go my ‘not friend.’ “
Tugging at your arm you were lead into the house you knew all those years ago. It was the, even Michael’s room still had all the band poster hanging from wall to wall. Ignoring your awe at his regular room Michael tossed his spare jersey at you. The musky scent instantly hitting your nose. “But this is…”
“From my good luck charm.” He finished before rummaging through one last drawer and tossed as small chain at you. There attached at the end was an M charm.
You remembered what this was. When you were younger, you both promised that one day you both would get married. So as a gift you made Michael wear a string with an M attached to it. Only this was no paper and string, it was silver and diamonds. “I don’t know what to say…”
“Here.” The blue haired male stated before clipping the necklaced together. His breath lay hot against your neck, there was the hesitation on his part and he tensed when you turned to face him.
“Michael?” Your soft voice questioned looking into his emerald eyes.
There were no words said as his lips instantly met yours. Sweet, tender and then rough all around. Something that described the boy before you. As your lips parted the world seemed to fade as you hurried off to the game.Cheers and hollers were all around as the victory was called by the last buzzer. But the victory didn’t seem like much after Michael finally got to kiss the girl of his dreams.
Blurb on what they'd be like if you got into a big fight and you just like left the house bc you were upset?
ashton’s turned out a lil longer than the rest oopsies
so idk i feel like luke is pretty mellow 98% of the time but when he gets mad he gets mad and it would’ve been something stupid and both of you would just be screaming at each other to blow some pent up steam i guess but he would accidentally take it one step too far and bam there you would be walking out the door because you just needed to get out and he would just be dumbstruck like shit shit shit what did he do?? he would feel so bad and probably just start crying because he’s so terrified that he lost his princess and he would call you a million times and when you finally picked up he would just start blubbering apologies at 100mph and you would just shush him and tell him that you’re coming home and when you got there he’d just hug you so tightly because he thought he lost you and you’d both apologize and cry and cuddle and kiss and fall asleep aw
i feel like mikey could possibly be a bit of a hot head sometimes maybe?? like maybe he just gets ticked off or he’s in a bad mood and you accidentally push him a little too far and there it is the screaming and you would just give up because you really just can’t deal with this right now so you’d just turn around and walk out without a word and he’d probably shout after you “were do you think you’re going?” but you would just get in your car and drive to a park or a cafe or your friends house or something and he’d probably be a little pissed off even after you walked out but once it hit him that you actually left the housebecause of him he would probably get really worried and upset and scared because he regrets everything and he’d call you and you guys would talk it out over the phone for a bit and you’d just explain that you were a little scared and boom right there and then he would just burst into tears because he scared the love of his life and you would just give in because its michael you know and you’d drive home and cuddle and watch movies and make out oh dear
you would be fighting with calum because he got jealous. maybe you got a little too up close and personal with someone at a club or bar and next thing you know he’s dragging you back to your house and once you got back all hell would break loose you’d be yelling and rolling your eyes and he’d be going off about how you were obviously flirting with that guy and you just wouldn’t even try to argue against it because he was too mad at this point and you would’ve had enough and turned to walk out the door and he would just pull you back and push you up against the wall and growl “i love you” and start KISSING YOU ROUGHLY AND CHILDREN I THINK YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT
ashtons is gonna be hard because i don’t really think you guys would be the couple to get in big fights like maybe a few small arguments here and there but big fights would be rare if not non-existent so imma do this one a little different so you see the boys would probably be over as usual and you would be getting drinks/snacks for them or something and you would be about to walk into the room that they were all in and you would overhear ashton talking about you so you’d just stop in your tracks and you’d hear him say something like “yeah guys she’s put on some weight since tour started” and your heart would just break because you hadn’t had any problems with your body until now and you’d probably just accidentally drop everything and a second later you would run upstairs and lock yourself in the bathroom and just cry because you thought that you really just weren’t good enough for him and he’d just say “oh my god” and run up after you and bang on the door begging for you to let him in and after a while you finally would and he would pull you against his chest so tightly and whisper into your hair how beautiful you are and how fucking sorry he was and how much he loves you and he’d explain that one of the boys was checking you out or something and he just said it because he hated the idea of anyone else being able to look at you the way he does and you guys would just stand there lovin’ each other for a while you feel me aw