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    Except this time, as he catches just the briefest glimpse of the man’s face, of his hazel eyes and strong jawline, he realizes this isn’t a stranger. Very much not a stranger. It’s Ashton Irwin, the host of at least three of those reality dating shows he forces Michael to watch with him on the weekends since he can’t watch them when they air live on Monday and Tuesdays.

    Or, well, he was the host of all of those shows until about two months ago.

    Because Ashton Irwin has been dead for two months.

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  1. Public Bookmark 14

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    Ashton turns to greet him, faded red hair swishing gracefully with the motion until the gentle waves settle and frame his face, all sunny grin and perfect dimples and sparkling hazel eyes and Michael hates Calum he hates him so much.

    “Oh hey, it’s my favorite customer!” he says with his stupid cute voice constantly sounding on the verge of laughter and happiness and sunshine.

    Michael hopes his face isn’t as red as it feels, averts his eyes to shield them from the powerful glow Ashton always seems to emanate, “You say that to all your customers.”

    Michael is a programmer by day, a vigilante’s guy in the chair by night, and a full-time admirer of the cute barista down at the coffee shop he frequents, and sometimes he wonders if everyone around him is way too dramatic or if he's missing something.

    or,
    this technically still counts as a coffee shop au

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    23 Jul 2022

    Bookmarker's Notes

    jesus christ this was so precious, such a fun idea, would read a million stories in this fun lil world

  2. Public Bookmark 2

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    The street light on the corner has flickered for as long as he can remember. It shakes and shudders even when the night is as still as this one. Every afternoon at 5 pm it turns on without fail and then sputters all night long like the most atypical lighthouse imaginable. If he ever got lost in his own neighborhood, this one light would surely guide him back.

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    05 Oct 2021

    Bookmarker's Notes

    we love: feel good fic

  3. Public Bookmark 22

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    “Who the fuck is Calum? Who the fuck are you? Tell me the truth.”

    That was when the blond got up and left, leaving Ashton in even more confusion.

    He heard the blond--Luke--talking to the doctors in worried, hushed tones. The doctor came over to Ashton a few minutes later.

    “Hi, Ashton. You’ve got a concussion, so we’re just checking to see where your brain activity’s at. Can you tell me your name, age, and date of birth?”

    “Ashton Fletcher Irwin,” he recited obediently. “I’m seventeen, and I was born on the 7th of July, 1994.”

    He heard the blond inhale sharply, and somehow knew that was the wrong answer.

    --

    An on-stage accident causes Ashton to lose the past six years of his memory. Feeling seventeen and stranded in the entirely insane life of a rockstar isn’t the easiest thing in the world, but Ashton’s not a quitter. Slowly, with the help of his bandmates, he starts to put together the pieces he’s missing, but he doesn’t realize he’s forgotten one of the most important aspects of his current, famous life: his relationship with Michael.

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    30 Sep 2021

  4. Public Bookmark 3

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    He closes his eyes knowing what he’ll see when he’s had too many beers to put up any proper defences there. What he’s seen every night since the first time they met, what he wakes up thinking about when his mind is unguarded by sleep. The image of Luke’s face floods into his consciousness, washing away anything else that might have stopped Calum from thinking about him, filling his brain from the base of his skull to the back of his eyelids.

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    15 Sep 2021

    Bookmarker's Notes

    maisie and cake and meg is my favorite combo yes yes

  5. Public Bookmark 1

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    “What are we all here for?”
    Jack grins. “We have an opportunity to stop the cycle.”
    “To save Cutie,” Rian says.
    “And to get revenge on Dickhead. That’s what we’re calling him.”
    “How are we doing all that?”

    They all get cheated on by the same guy but don't worry because Jack has a plan. (Maybe worry a little.)

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    15 Sep 2021

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    YOU'RE SO CRAAAAZY BABY WHO HAS TWO PHONES ONE FOR HERRR AND ONE TO STILL CALL ME PSYCHOOOOOOOOO