#Shawn x yn

[zymruk]

Can you stop? [Shang-Chi x Reader]

AN: I received this request and honestly thanks for asking me to write it. I don't know how much it's gonna take me to write it, but I'll try. sorry for any grammar mistakes

Y/A/N: Your agency's name

Warning: none, really.

Synopsis: Shaun wasn't always a door guy. He used to work as a bodyguard.

I'm probably gonna follow up with a one-shot

It was Tuesday third of October, when you woke up to the sound of pounding at your door. It took you a while to remember the cause of the noise. You had an appointment today for a promotional ad for some cream. And judging by the time you were late.

"Come on Y/N, you don't want another one of Lelie's scoldings!" Said Shawn outside your door. Shawn was the bodyguard you'd gotten since the renewal of your contract at Y/A/N. The previous one had just closed down, so you were in dire need of a new one, fortunately, Les still wanted you as a client. The both of you, then, decided on holding your own fort. Still, you needed a bodyguard, the previous one had been hired by someone by the time you'd found a compromise with Les. Coincidentally, Shawn had all the qualifications, thus, was hired.

Leslie was your agent. She could be a bit cranky on bad days, but the worst ones were when you were late to your appointments. And you were. In less time than you planned, you had been showered, dressed and ready to go. After all, you would change once again at the shooting set when you' would 'd arrive. The clothes you were supposed to be wearing already picked out by dear Leslie.

"Thanks. I think I forgot to put on my alarm." You turned to Shawn, whom had already bought you coffee. You would need it today. Not only did you have to shoot an ad, later in the day you were needed at the inauguration of a theater funded by the Stark Relief Foundation.

You'll smile, take pictures for two hours and even go through four more hours watching a documentary on the creation of the Stark industries. Apparently, the theater director had insisted on it being projected during the inauguration, though many had wanted to watch something else. Thanks to Leslie, however, you wouldn't suffer alone, as she'd been able to snatch another ticket for Shawn. He would watch the terribly long documentary with you. Not that he really had a choice. I mean, he was paid to do it.

Now in the car, going to the set location, you couldn't help but get lost in the sights of the road. You often didn't have the time to stop and admire what was around you. More often than you'd want, you needed to be at ten places at the same time. It was tiring, but, like everybody, you had a job to do and your mouth to feed. Also, your job wasn't as terrible as it could've been. You were lucky. You had, comfortably, a thing that few could claim and, money. In terms, you couldn't really complain.

"What are you thinking about?" Shawn's voice took you out of your reverie. He was looking at you through the rearview mirror. You'd almost forgotten him with how quiet he'd been.

"Everything and nothing at once. Why?" Now that he was looking at the road again, you could observe him without any restraint. He was a handsome young man, the same age as you if you were not mistaken, maybe a bit older. But handsome, no less. He'd seen a lot of things with you in this one year of 'partnership'. He'd protected you from weirdos trying to break into your changing rooms, had shielded you from someone trying to snatch you at a signing event.You'd been vulnerable with during this year, he'd seen you break down more times than you could count and still found it in himself to be comprehensive about it. You were safe with him, so much so that you'd considered him an ally; a friend, if you will.

¸

Once the shooting was done, you two were on your way back to your hotel, where you'd go back to your respective rooms and change clothes. You were given a y/f/c garment that complimented your body in the best of ways. You could thank Leslie and the stylist she'd gotten you for that. Though you weren't feeling the event as much as you should've, you still felt better knowing you wouldn't be alone. Shawn would be with you.

"Hey, are you ready?" You could hear his voice outside your door as you were staring at your reflection.

"Yeah, I'm coming." You were content with the way you looked. Plus, you wouldn't stay all night. After the screening, or during, you'd find a way to take your leave without anyone noticing. You had faith in that.

Once out of the room, you almost bumped with him, by how close he was to the entrance. The suit he was wearing was remarkably perfect in him. It was as if he was the one blessed by a fairy or something. Also, it was worth noting that his faced had been done. Probably Leslie and her need for every picture to be perfect. You were all the more enthralled by his eyeshadow.

Or rather, his eyes, to be more precise. Whomever Leslie had hired had truly mastered their craft. All in all, the makeup suited him, you'd go as far as to say it really complimented his face.

"Maybe we should get moving." He said, his voice above a whisper. You hadn't realized the two of you had been standing in this hallway for a while now. You didn't know what could've happened if anything had happened in the tiny moment.

"Yeah, definitely. Do you have any plans after tonight?" The words escaped your mouth before you could even hold them back. It was true that Shawn would be free later in the night. He'd be done with his shift. Elsa would take hers right after him. You didn't know why you needed a nocturn security guard; but Leslie knew what she was doing, you trusted her too.

"No, I was planning on watching a movie and falling asleep to it." You felt stupid for even asking the question, obviously the guy wanted to relax and chill after this day of running around.

"Do you have any plans for tonight?" You hadn't even gotten the time to engage with his answer that he'd already asked you a question.

"No, I'm probably gonna stay in my room late and wait for sleep to find me."

"Why don't we both watch a movie and fall asleep to it then?" You had to agree the suggestion was appealing. You wanted to have fun and maybe that would be the one fun thing you'd be doing this week. In less than a minute you'd made your mind.

"Yeah, sure. Did you have movie picked out already?" The both of you had already taken the direction of your room. It was in all honesty the biggest of the two.

"Yeah, I had an inkling for ratatouille by scary movie is also kinda good." He'd say his hands in his pockets. You couldn't see it but her was smiling.

"I'm more of a scary movie type of gall." You said turning your head towards him as you were unlocking your room.

[2braincellslz]

My Prize

Ship: Corinthian x male!reader

Warnings: Corinthian shit, nothing really.

Desc: yn works at a Burlesque show as a bartender but he envies the girls on the stage. He really wants to be able to do what they do. While hes working, a mysterious blond man makes himself known and makes it clear that he isnt here for the girls.

Notes: I'm so deeply in love with the Corinthian. I'm begging yall, send in The Corinthian requests-

You were working your ass off, filling up order after order. Billy, your co-bartender, had left you for some girl. Probably one of the waiters that also wasnt doing her job. His ass was getting payed for flirting while you were going non-stop.

Any second you would get a brake, you would watched the dancers. Swinging their hips and jumping around like they owned the place. Technically, they did. Everyone came to see them.

You envied their style and glamour. You envied their flirtatious nature. You envied the eyes they got from all the attractive men, then men you could only glance at in passing.

On a lucky day. The owner, Chrissy, would ask you to play in the band if one of the guys was out sick, then you would get a lick of what the girls had.

It wasnt like the girls treated you bad. You were THE bartender they would go to if they had a problem and couldn't find Chrissy or Shawn. Whether it was a costume malfunction or a guy that was getting a little too close or a fight that broke out in the back. They invited you to activities too. Last week, they all took a poll dancing class and invited you. Whenever they would got out for pizza or sushi after work, they would invite you. Sometimes, they would try and hook you up with one of the big rollers that would come in. Saying "you deserve someone that will treat you like a prince." Never worked out but you appreciated their efforts.

"Excuse me." You herd a voice speak over the loud music and chatter of the people.

You turned around and there standing infront of you was another example of something you could look at but never thouch. Kinda ironic for the place you worked at.

The man was tall, blond hair, warm brown stylish clothes, a smile that could talk him in to everything, dark sunglasses. How could he see anything right now?

"What do you recommend?" The man leaned forward, forearms resting on the counter.

"Shots of patrons are always very popular. So are Martinis."

"I'll have a martini then."

You hummed in approve as you pulled out a martini glass and started making the mystery man a drink.

"So, what is a pretty boy like you doing working in the back and not up there?" He asked, pointing to the stage.

You had herd that one before.

"Listen, if you are trying to get cheap drinks, you cant talk your way in to it." You smiled, not even looking up from the drink. You couldn't say his comment didnt nothing for you though. A blush creeped up on your face along with a bit of hope that was quickly shoved down.

"Who said I was trying to get cheap drinks, darlin'"

You couldn't help but cough out a suprised laugh, chewing on your lip.

"Right, because any guy like you would be hitting on a guy that works behind a bar with more eyeliner on then most of the girls because you want something other then free drinks." You smiled to hopefully lessen the tension of your mini rant.

"I'm guessing you get a lot of guys flirting for free drinks?"

"More then you would expect." You slid him his drink.

"And how do you know they are only here for drinks and not to talk with a cute boy?" He hummed, sipping his drink.

"Because they leave after they get their drink."

You and the mystery man stared at eachother. You were waiting for his to prove you right. You were waiting for him to leave the stool chair and go back to whatever date he brought here. Yet, he didnt. Maybe he wanted to prove you wrong.

"I havent left yet."

"So you haven't. Would you like a reward?"

The man laughed and you cursed yourself for letting butterfly's fill your chest.

"Reward would be nice. What do you have to offer? A free drink?"

Now it was your turn to laugh. "Not a chance. But if you stick around long enough, I'll give you a prize. And no, it's not a free drink."

"Alright, that type of prize then?" He finished off the drink.

"Depends."

Then came the next wave of orders. As you worked, filling up the different trays, you half expected the handsome man to leave. It was boring here. More boring then watching the show. But to your suprise, when you were done, he was still there.

You shighed and went back to the man.

"You look great in that outfit. It complements your eyes."

"Oh, thank you." You chuckled, whipping down one of the glasses and placing it with the others. "Not as good as them."

The man swiveled in the chair, turning to look at the dancers. "Are you interested in one of them?"

"No, I dont exactly swing that way."

"You want to be up there, then."

You didnt say anything but you could tell he knew. It was obvious by the way you stared in awe at the girls. Someone who didnt know would probably think you wanted a piece of one of them.

"Have you ever thought of auditioning?"

"I wouldn't be able to do what they do. I would just be a backup dancer for the true stars."

He hummed, turning back to you. "Well, I think, the best view in the place is you."

You looked back at the guy, laughing off his comment. "We may not have any windows but we do have the best view in Hollywood."

"I never got your name, pretty boy."

"Y/n"

"Corinthian."

Corinthian. That sounded oddly familiar but you couldn't place your finger on it.

"Its nice to put a name to a pretty face." You smiled, leaning on the counter.

"Oh, I could say the same for you." His confidence never wavered. Its was very hot. It brought a stronger blush to your face.

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The club was emptying out. The last patrons were emptying out. And the blond man was still keeping you company.

"I stayed the whole time." He said, getting up and grabbing his jacket that he shead some time during yalls conversation. "Wheres my prize?"

"I was just joking about that." You chuckled. "But what do you want."

"Leaning over the counter and close your eyes."

You did as he said. You knew what was coming. It was kinda obvious. And you were right.

A quick kiss was pressed to your lips. It was too short. After all this time you spent with the charmer one small kiss was not enough to feed your need for him.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He hummed and he left.

You shighed and glanced over, seeing all the dancers staring in awe.

"YN! " one of the girls practically screamed, running over and hugging you over the counter.

"And I thought you were a lost cause." Another girl smiled.

"I owe Chrissy 30 bucks."

"It was a quick kiss!" You defended yourself but god, did you hope the blond man had more in store for you.

[greynatomy]

haven’t posted in a while. lost some motivation on the other but will get back to it!

there’s is nothing sexual in this post so if you see the mature themes thing, ignore it cause it’s all fluff

this is a lisa manoban x male!reader instagram fix with shawn mendes as basically the face claim. lisa is from blackpink and i’ve become a fan after watching their coachella performances online. songs are a bop and are on repeat

let me know what you think of this one! send in some requests for things you want to see more as long as i have it open

-grey

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ynupdates yn is said to replace frank ocean at coachella weekend 2

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ynfan3 HOLY SHIT NO WAY

ynfan4 IM GONNA BE THERE

ynfan5 don’t disappoint us yn!!

↳ ynhater1 he’s not main stage worthy

↳ ynfan6 don’t hate before he even performs

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ynupdates yn arriving for coachella week 2

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ynfan3 HE SO FIIINNUHH??

ynfan4 He looks daddy

↳ ynfan5 he can be my sugar daddy

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ynupdates yn posted this video of lisa from blackpink on his story. ONLY LISA, not any of the other members!!

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bpfan2 OHMYGOD I AHHHH

ynfan2 any fan of yn’s know that he’s a big fan of bp… esp lisa

↳ bpfan3 wait really?!

↳ ynfan3 yeah! they met when blackpink first performed at coachella and been a fan ever since

↳bpfan4 that’s sick!!

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celebnews people had great things to say about yn yln's act at coachella. many said that it made up for frank ocean's disappointing performance, or lack thereof. he also performed a new, unreleased song called 'daydreams' and people are swooning.

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ynfan3 OUR BOY DOES NOT DISAPPOINT

ynfan4 all ya'll haters just hating

bpfan1 watched his act cause i heard he was a bp fan and i'm staying cause he is a vibe

↳ ynfan5 welcome new friend!!

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lalalalisa_m fun in the desert 🌵

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bpfan1 she posted yn and yn only!!

ynfan1 OMGGG I SHIP SO BAAADDD 🚢 🛳️

↳ bpfan1 i watched his act and IT WAS SO GOOD. i ship too

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bpupdates jennie posted the first one on her story, lisa posted the video as one of her instagram post slides and the last one was posted by a fan

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bpfan2 not lisa posting herself fangirling

ynfan2 awww they all watched the other's performance

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blackpinkupdates are lisa and y/n y/ln in a relationship? this tiktok has some ‘proof’

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bpfan2 lisa's post from earlier doesn't help with the rumors at all

↳ bpfan3 miss gurl just don't care

↳ bpfan4 she said fuck the management

ynfan1 he def hit that

↳ ynfan2 they could just be friends. they've known each other since 2019 and there weren't anyone saying anything then

↳ ynfan3 or they just hooking up

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yourinstagram we actually said i do...

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ynfan1 OHMYGOD WHO IS ITTTTT

↳ ynfan2 HE DIDNT TAG ANYONEEEEE

hairstyles it was a great wedding mate. glad to have been your best man

↳ harryfan1 HARRY WAS BEST MAN

bpfan1 LISA LIKED OMGG

ynfan3 IM FREAKING OUT

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lalalisa_m ...about a year ago

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bpfan1 SHES MARRIED?? SHES FUCKING MARRIED??

jennierubykim AHHHHHHHH

sooyaaa_ YAAAY

roses_are_rosie WE BEEN KNEW

bpfan2 THIS IS THE BIGGEST FUCKING KEPT SECRET

↳ bpfan3 THE QUESTION IS TO WHOOOOO

ynfan1 HOLD UP HOLD UP! YN POSTED SOMETHING SIMILAR

↳ ynfan2 THEYRE MARRIED

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celebnews yn yln and lisa from blackpink are MARRIED. the two posted their own picture with yn's being "we actually said i do..." and lisa's being "...about a year ago" this came as a total shock to all yn and black pink fans all over as we have not seen them interact at all in the four years since they met. were you just as shocked by the news as everyone else?

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bpfan2 this was not in my list of things that would happed in the celeb world

ynfan2 they're the king and queen of secrets cause WOW

yourinstagram still can't believe she agreed to forever with me

↳ lalalisa_m @ yourinstagram how could i not?

↳ bpfan3 they're so cute ohmygod

↳ ynfan3 officially my favorite couple

bpfan4 DAYDREAMS IS ABOUT LALISAAAA

[leejenowrld]

Your fav child is here 🤭🥇

Songs that remind me of my fav fictional couple:

Lover Remix ~ Taylor Swift ft. Shawn Mendes ( the Shawn mendes part is SO jeno like 😭 " Look in my eyes, they will tell you the truth : the girl in my story has always been you. I would go down with the titanic its true, lover " ) I am not crying , you are

Midnight Rain X Daylight ~ Taylor Swift

Line without a hook ~ Rick Montgomery

Wide Awake ~ Katy Perry

Enchanted ~ Taylor Swift

💫🌺💫🌺💫🌺💫🌺💫🌺💫🌺💫🌺💫🌺💫🌺

Questions <3

To Jeno 🌸

When did you first thought of marriage with y/n?

What is your roman empire?

What is your biggest fear?

What is your biggest insecurity?

How would your life be rn if you hadn't met y/n?

Why is the sex with y/n so good? The love you have for each other? The metal trust? Just Y/n being a literal goddess?

Any plans for the honeymoon ?

Can you tell us some more about the dream house you are building rn for y/n? We know about the two rooms she has for herself... any special rooms you have for yourself? How luxurious is the house? Your favourite room so far? Need / Want more ideas y/n could love?

🌸🌺🌸🌺🌸🌺🌸🌺🌸🌺🌸🌺🌸🌺🌸🌺🌸🌺

Kisses to my best parents mhuaw💋 mhuaw 💋

~ 💐

hi baby!!! thank you so much for these songs. i’m gonna listen to them all as soon as i can and i’ll reblog this post with my thoughts 🫶 i really appreciate it. do you wanna make playlists for mfal and ghostin with me? ;)

jeno - i call her wife just because i can and then i always think… yeah i need to make this one my wife some day. like i need to be her husband.

jeno - the actual roman empire is something i think about about 3 times a month

jeno - loosing the love of my life

jeno - hm, i don’t have one

jeno - i don’t wanna think about it. shit and meaningless. i wouldn’t know what true love feels like

jeno - it’s because we love and trust each other and she lets me do whatever i want with her and vice versa, she’s such a good girl. and it feels like we’re making love

jeno - we’re not married yet so no but i’m definitely gonna treat my girl, gonna take her somewhere she loves and i’m gonna make it perfect

jeno - there’s not enough room for me to have my own rooms so no, i don’t mind though. i guess the study room and the gym but we’re gonna share that. my favourite room so far is solely the book room because i know yn will love it. and yeah sure give me some ideas

[dustedandsocial]

Dustedandsocial Bestof 2022 part2 (rap 1)

Pictured: Shawny Binladen

01. PeeWee LongWay - Shit On Me 02. EBK BCKDOE, SSRICHH33 & Verde Babii - Angry Africans 03. DJ Crazy & Philly Goats - Philly Shake 04. Cash Cobain & Chow Lee - SLIZZY LIKE 05. Drakko Nol & Hezzo - Lock In 06. Shawny Binladen - Blackout Bright 07. Big YAYA - Ashley & Kimberly 08. BEBiii & Shawny Binladen - OTW 09. Guttafoe & Ybk $tash - $tash x Gutta 10. DJ MikeyG & Mori Briscoe - Glitch 11. Four50 & Big YAYA - 3.14 12. BabyTron - Hold Up, Wait! 13. Monaleo - We Not Humping 14. Realstasher.50k - Coming Down 15. Almighy Nigel, RRB Duck & Blessteam Marv - Stretch It Out 16. Tae Rackzz & Pmg rob - Dog shit 17. DaeMoney, Veeze & Lucki - GTA 18. ICYTWAT - Porsche Truck 19. Sexyy Red - Don't Get Beat 20. Kodak Black - I’m So Awesome 21. Trapland Pat - Z Land 22. Babyface Ray - Steak N Lobster 23. Kamaiyah & Sada Baby - Oakland Steppin In Detroit 24. 42 Dugg & EST Gee - Thump Shit 25. Young Nudy - Project X 26. FNF Chop, Sheff G & Young Nudy - Walkdown 27. GloRilla - Blessed 28. Chief Keef - Overhead 29. Quelly Woo, Set Da Trend & Fr33BANDIT - Try Ya Luck 30. Zahsosaa, D Sturdy & DJ Crazy - Shake Dhat

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Dustedandsocial Bestof 2022 part3 (rap 2)

Pictured: Veeze

01. Sauce Walka - Dangerous Daringer 02. Shawn Eff, EBK Young Joc, Mac J & ThatBoyDayDay - Grim Reaper 03. Mikeeazybeazy & Icewear Veazzo - Groovy 04. Ace Cino & Kitchen Qleen - L.A In The Morning 05. Say It Ain’t Tone, Sada Baby & UpUp Rich Lo - Been Platinum 06. KCG Josh & Maxo Kream - Choke 07. Spinabenz - Murder Talk, Pt. 3 08. Glockboyz Teejaee - Go 09. Veeze - Let It Fly 10. CEO Trayle - Private Matter 11. CHASETHEMONEY, Babyface Ray & Valee - 99 Problems 12. Jugg Harden & YN Jay - How Yo Bitch Sound 13. Chicken P - Straight To Work 14. Damedot - FUCK YO SUMMER 15. Rio Da Yung Og - Showstopper 16. Drego, Beno & BabyTron - Vaxuum Sealed 17. Los, Nutty & Slime - Ready Rock 18. Baby Smoove - Miss Me 19. Ball Jackson - Fuk Corporate 20. Babyface Ray, Detroit Rap News & Kardiak Films - Santel 33 21. FishXGrits & Sauce Walka - Didn't I 22. SME TAXFREE, RRB Duck, RRB Mel & SME YM - Ayyyye 23. MarijuanaXO - Tris 24. Cashclick Boog & BandGang Lonnie Bands - USE TO MONEY 25. Gallery Provence & ManMan Savage - Dividends 26. BigXthaPlug & Maxo Kream - Safehouse (Remix) 27. Justin Credible & Ohgeesy - Lavish 28. DB.Boutabag - 10PM 29. YOUNG SLO-BE - Track Stars 30. Ralfy the Plug - The Truth Hurts

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Dustedandsocial Bestof 2022 part4 (rap 3)

Pictured: Mudbaby Ru

01. Mudbaby Ru - Gun Class 02. Bigkaybeezy & Lil Zay Osama - Glock 9 03. CEO Trayle & Fastmoney Ant - Nightmares & Dreams 04. Real Boston Richey & Future - I Want You 05. MarijuanaXO, Joe pablo, Chicken P & Juicester - 72 Hours 06. Drakeo the Ruler - Slip & Fall 07. QP KO & Baby 9eno - The 1 Not The 2 08. DCG Shun, DCG Bsavv & MoneySign Suede - Get Money 09. Icewear Vezzo - Ace Of Spades 10. Mac J & EBK Young Joc - Her Son Stoopin 11. JG Riff, CartiEarss & No Savage - Carry Em 12. Baby Stone Gorillas & WeezGotti - On To Tha Next 13. Shaudy Kash - All Around The World 14. TeemoK1Up - Backwood Crazy 15. BandGang Lonnie Bands - Crank It Up 16. EBG EJizzle - That's So Raven 17. Daboii & G Perico - No You Not 18. Drego, Prell & Bandgang Lonnie Bands - Laylow Flo 19. Whoppa Wit Da Choppa - Shhh 20. KP SKYWALKA - CANT GET RIGHT 21. Lil Gray - Abuse It 22. Nutso Thugn - UpperKutter 23. Dc2trill, Rio Da Yung Og & Rmc Mike - Vivienne Peacoat 24. Ralfy the Plug & OTM - Everyday A Movie 25. Baby Fifty - Meet you 26. Glock Jones - No Bap 27. Slimesito & Yung Maaly - Get Wicked 28. Smoke Chapo - Havin' The Most 29. Trapnhardo, EST Gee & Icewear Vezzo - Bottom Of The Trap 30. PGF Nuk - Switch Switch

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Dustedandsocial Bestof 2022 part5 (rap 4)

Pictured: Starlito

01. Rxknephew - Pocket Knife Nephew 02. Tony Shhnow - Show U 03. Veeze - living goat 04. Z Money - Lyin Oath 05. Texas Boyz - Awready 06. 10Kdunkin - Dj Dont Play No Love Song 07. Bbyafricka - Ronald Reagan 08. Cruddy Murda - Super 09. Bandosupreme, Icebirds & 44Oakboy - Money First 10. Idontknowjeffery & Big Marri - Yn Movement 11. Reace Sosa, O42marky, Mari Montana - ADN 12. WTM Scoob - throw up 13. 2ski & Boofboiicy - YTN 14. Warhol.Ss, CEO Trayle & Dc2trill - Blue 42 15. Hotboi Skullie & Sauce Keyz - Up Dere 16. Sickboyrari - Bow Bow 17. Vip Skylark & Papo2Oo4 - Soho Loft Party 18. Staysie Atoms - U My Son Go To Tha Corner Cuz U Grounded U My Son Go Get The Switch Cuz Bitch U Tried It 19. Surf Gang - Hardy Boyz 20. Icebirds - Throwed 21. Cousin Stizz - Lbs 22. G.T. & Curren$y - Push Start 23. Trapperman Dale - Lies 24. Starlito - Feat. All $tar 25. Gue Wop & Boldy James - Dirty Face 26. Valee & Na-Kel Smith - Kelly Green 27. Realyungphil - Blackout Freestyle 28. Lucki - Fumble 29. Larry June - Corte Madera, Ca 30. Father - Horsepower

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Dustedandsocial Bestof 2022 part6 (rap 5)

Pictured: Bbymutha

01. Danger Mouse, Black Thought & MF DOOM - Belize 02. Bbymutha - R U Sure 03. Mavi - Reason! 04. Nicholas Craven & Boldy James - Straight & Tall 05. Mr. Muthafuckin Exquire - Bubbleguts 06. Redveil, Fly Anakin & Ovrkast. - Automatic 07. Pink Siifu & Valee - Griptape'!! 08. Infinity Knives & Brian Ennals - Death Of A Constable 09. Jay Worthy, Larry June, Lndn Drgs & Roc Marciano - Maybe The Next Time 10. Big Cheeko & Mach-Hommy - Spin Off 11. Psalm One & Custom Made - Shadow Work 12. Fly Anakin & Henny L.O. - Dontbeafraid 13. Archibald Slim & Quadry - Surviving 14. Billy Woods & Despot - Versailles 15. E L U C I D - Smile Lines 16. Quelle Chris & Cavalier - Purple Robes 17. Messiah! - Lordy! 18. Yl, Starker & Zoomo - Digits 19. Roc Marciano & The Alchemist - Bubble Bath 20. Junglepussy - Mystical 21. Na-Kel Smith - Iloveyou,alright 22. Papo2Oo4 - Show You 23. They Hate Change - Some Days I Hate My Voice 24. Trippjones, Wifigawd & Tony Seltzer - Pressure 25. Monday Night, Heather Grey & Nickelus F - Viral 26. Rome Streetz - 1000 Ecstasy 27. Mike, Wiki & The Alchemist - Be Realistic 28. Ka - Touché 29. Earl Sweatshirt - Old Friend 30. Quelle Chris, Denmark Vessey & J Jig Cicero - Cui Prodest

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Dustedandsocial Bestof 2022 part7 (rap 6)

Pictured: Lo.Ceasar (YL & Starker)

01. Lukah, Jason Da Hater, Cities Aviv, Dame Mufasa, Suni Katz, Deener, The Derelick, J Royal & Yasin Allah - RARE FORMULAZ 02. Mach-Hommy, JuJu Gotti & Nicholas Craven - Sans Maquillage 03. Blass 89 & DøøF - Bad Day 04. Veteran! - TroubleWithTheMob 05. kemp dupri & achille - negro marx 06. amani & robalu - gunsmoke 07. Psyche Nah - BROKEN RECORD 08. Hakim - Chef's Kiss 09. Koncept Jack$on - 7 Cups of Blood 10. Rich Jones & Iceberg Theory - Have You Tried Turning It Off & Back On Again 11. Aj Suede - Monochrome 12. Ox Omni & Emilio Craig - ROTTEN APPLES 13. Defcee, Boathouse, Meyhem Lauren & Metasota - Dunk Contest [Remix] 14. Kipp Stone & Nuke Franklin - 1833 15. Camden Malik & DVNTBEATS - Direct 16. QThree - Big Dipper 17. Chris Crack - Jordan Never Did That Move 18. Argov, YL & Starker - Old School 19. Cise Greeny - ”ONWARDS” 20. Cousin Feo - Louie XVI 21. CLBRKS, Sleazy F Baby & Soweto Kinch - Tell Em! 22. Lo.Ceasar - VINTRILOQUIST 23. Medhane & JUNIE. - BET! 24. Lord Jah-Monte Ogbon, Sadhugold & Kaos the Baker - Tour Is Over 25. Sha Hef, Tony Seltzer & ABG Neal - Outside & Aktive 26. HooksArthur, Smokeintheye & Cise Greeny - Articulated Visions 27. Starker - Gangrel 28. Emilio Craig - EDDIE ROW 29. ZekeUltra - CAPTAIN HOOK 30. Pink Siifu, Real Bad Man, Peso Gordon & Chuck Strangers - Pour The Wine

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Dustedandsocial Bestof 2022 part8 (rap 7)

Pictured: Moor Mother

01. Obiekwe Agbu - ready to stay 02. LustSickPuppy - EGO BRUISER 03. GAWD - JOHN WALL 04. Sir EU - STAND NAME NationWidu (全国) 05. ELDER RA & Rahiem Supreme - Unorthodox Exquisiteness Taste 06. Lxdxp - The Dead 07. Akai Solo - Sun 2 Moon 08. Fil Jackson & Lord Jah-Monte Ogbon - Sunday Church For The Kids 09. proxy.exe - BREAK U OFF 10. Semiratruth, JWords, maassai & diani - ahead 11. Obijuan, YUNGMORPHEUS & Bisk - LIMBO 12. Kofi - treesap 13. DøøF - WeInHell 14. DrxQuinnx - Romper Room 14. mary sue & Tony Bontana - Moving On! 15. Jadasea - face of it 17. THE BLACKHEARTS - MONEY TALKS 18. Nappy Nina, Mavi & dane.zone - Tucked In 19. JUNIE. & AMIR BILAL - BEATRICE&RIO 20. Dylan Gray & 99PIRATE - Beetlejuice 21. yungmorpheus & THERAVADA - Vanishing Point 22. Elijah Bank$y - SMALL TALK 23. Blackchai - Chamber 24. Judah - Piece 25. SOUDIERE & WIFIGAWD - SIRIUS BLACK 26. Gam & Fatboi Sharif - Dusted Pushups 27. Moor Mother, Akai Solo & justmadnice - RAP JASM 28. NAPPYNAPPA - Source 29. Tony Bontana - Slide 30. Jaydonclover & ZekeUltra - browneyes

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Still a traitor (Royal!Shawn Mendes x Journalist!Y/N)

a/n: okay, i haven't been writing in a while..well, a few years, actually, lol. but I'm still playing choices games, and recently I have been replaying the Very Scandalous Proposal and have been inspired to adapt the story to Shawn

summary: You're a journalist from a common family, Shawn is a royalty used to media attention. Having no interest in his public image, you become his only breath of fresh air. Balancing the scandals surrounding your union, it's the two of you against the world. But what happens when a dark royal secret gets leaked to the press? Can Shawn trust his journalist girlfriend?

chapter teaser:

"You're a mess! Look at you!" he yelled, looking at you with a hint of disgust.

Your heart sank into your stomach. You have never seen him look at you that way. At others, sure. It happened during various events when he would get asked horrendous questions; when you would leave your hotel and were faced with a dozen paparazzi yelling out whatever they could to capture his attention; when he would suddenly go quiet, scrolling through his socials and read the comments from strangers.

But you have never thought that his disgust would ever be directed towards you, and it fucking hurt.

"Shawn, please! Let me explain," tears started rolling down your cheeks but it was too late.

He turned his back on you and walked out of the room. You ran after him, in a blur, and tried reaching for his arm, and his legs, attempting to stop him from walking. Begging him to give you a minute to breathe and explain, but he stormed off with such ease...as if cutting you off was just as quick and fast as closing a door.

Finally, given up, you returned back to your bedroom. The laptop was still lying on the bed with the article plastered on the screen. It seemed like the headline was screaming at you from all the other side of the room: "Shawn Mendes's New Girlfriend Leaks Private Family Drama!"

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Trouble in Canada

a/n: hey hi hello!! tis been a while :’) but I'm back bc quarantine got me feeling nostalgic of writing! My computer crashed in September 2019 and all of my writing was no more :( but miraculously, TiC was the only writing saved to my cloud and it only felt fitting to repost it with some ~minor tweaks!  Whether you read TiC when it first came out a few years ago, or it’s your first time, I hope you enjoy :) Hoping everyone is staying happy, healthy, and sane during this time!! Happy reading!! Come chat!! It’s been a while!!

WORD COUNT: 4,632 | ANGST | PART 2

“I’ll see you at the next session?”

            You picked your head up from rummaging in your bag and smiled at Ethan, the cooking class instructor, “My husband should be back in town, but I’ll see.”

           Ethan nodded his head steadily.  He held your gaze for a few moments, but after a while of looking at each other, you diverted your gaze down towards the wooden table.  Slowly, you saw his tapping fingers inch closer to your hand that rested on the table.

           Quickly, you moved your hand, and placed your engagement and wedding ring back on your ring finger.  You didn’t like cooking with your rings on, in fear that they could fall down the drain, “Uh,” you cleared your throat, “thanks for the lesson, see you later.”

           He lifted his head up from staring at your left hand with sad eyes, “See you next week, Mrs. Mendes.”  The last part was said with a hint of distaste that he didn’t care to hide.

           As fast as you could, you scurried out the door and saw your friend, Jessie, waiting for you outside.  She saw your flustered expression and smirked, “Looks like the teacher has a crush on the student.” 

           You rolled your eyes, “Married,” You held up your left hand and showed off the rings that you proudly wore every day out of love to your husband.  Jessie let out a small laugh as the two of you walked down the streets of Toronto.  

Since Shawn had left for tour about three months ago, Jessie stepped up her best friend role by keeping you occupied whenever Shawn was away.  Out of the three months he’d been touring, Shawn had been home for four days.  It got lonely around the house with no one there, especially since this was the first time Shawn was away for a substantial amount of time since you had been married.

You missed rolling over in bed and reaching a hand out to lay on your husband’s chest when you were both too lazy to get up.  You missed playfully kicking his feet underneath the table during dinner, even when it was just you two in your apartment.  And most importantly, you missed it when he would come back with coffees and bakery items from the coffee shop down the street from his gym early in the mornings.

To fill up the gaping holes of the time you normally spent with Shawn, Jessie suggested that the two of you take cooking lessons at a place in down town Toronto.  You thought it was a wonderful idea, seeing as you couldn’t even cook pasta correctly, and Shawn got a kick out of the idea of you being in a kitchen setting.  

A little bell dinged over your head when you opened the door to a coffee shop that was a block down from where you and Jessie took your kitchen lessons. The two of you stood in line to order your drinks in silence.  Once it was your turn to order, you asked for an iced latte, even though it was February and snow was on the ground.  After Jessie ordered her decaf coffee, the two of you found a seat by the window.

“Ethan knows you’re married, right?”

You nodded your head as you crossed your right leg over your left, “Called me Mrs. Mendes as I left today after he tried to make a move.”

Jessie scrunched her nose up, “Like, I can see the appeal to having a little crush on someone who’s married––they’re unattainable in a sense––but dude,” Jessie paused her words when a server brought your drinks over to the table, “Keep it to yourself and don’t be a home wrecker.”

You took a sip of your cold drink and stifled a laugh, “I honestly think he doesn’t care, and it kinda freaks me out?”  Your mind couldn’t properly put together why Ethan would try anything out on a married woman, “Like when he was trying to show me the correct way to cut whatever it was and he came around from behind—almost like the boy trying to teach the girl how to swing a golf club,”  Jessie nodded, “I just feel weird.”

Peering over her coffee cup Jessie’s eyes were curious, “Do you want to get a different teacher?” 

You shook your head, “I’m sure it’ll calm down.”

It was a Tuesday night, and instead of it being spent in your bed reading a good book, you were pacing your room on the phone with your husband.  You understood that the life he led was full of uncertainty and things popping up last minute, and even after years of dealing with it, the feeling of being let down grew more and more familiar.

“Andrew won’t let you do it earlier?” You crossed your arms as you paced around the bedroom.  

You heard Shawn sigh on the other end, “I already asked.”

 Shawn was currently in Cape Town, South Africa, so while you were ending your day, he was just beginning his.  He was supposed to come home Thursday for five days and then get back on the road.   But now it seemed as though the plans had changed. Shawn was to be in Cape Town for an extra two days.  So, with the added days on to his schedule, and the travel days, he would essentially not be home at all.  

 “Should you even bother coming home?” You questioned him as you went over to the bay area window of your apartment.  The twinkling lights of the city and the sound of traffic below made the lonely nights bearable, “I know you don’t do well with traveling, and I don’t want to disrupt your tour schedule––“

“Y/n,” Shawn spoke assertively into the phone, “You’re my wife, of course I still want to come home to you.”

Even with no one around, you felt yourself trying to hide the blush that was making its way onto your cheeks, “I don’t want you to work yourself too hard––“

“You’re sounding like you don’t want me to come home,” There was a pause before Shawn spoke hesitantly into the phone, “Is something going on?”

Your eyes widened and you felt your previous warmth shift into nerves in your stomach. You weren’t hiding anything from him, but your mind drifted over to Ethan and how odd he’d been acting lately, his confidence growing more and more with each class. Of course you had no further interaction with him other than him teaching you how to cook, but you didn’t want Shawn to find out that the teacher had been flirting with you.

“Of course I want you home,” You looked down at your left hand and twirled your engagement ring as you smiled and softly whispered, “I miss you.” 

“I miss you too,” Shawn instantly replied back with a sigh.  It was silent for a moment until you heard his voice pipe up, “Are you sure I don’t need to worry about anything?”

Your mind drifted to thinking that it might be in your best interest to inform your husband about the handsy cooking instructor.  Surely he would understand that it made you uncomfortable and that you didn’t reciprocate any of the feelings.  It seemed trivial to explain everything to him, he knew you loved him, you took a vow to love Shawn for the rest of your life. 

With the little debate you had in your head, you came to the conclusion that it wasn’t important to tell him.  The class would be over soon and you wouldn’t have to worry about Ethan again.  And you knew that Shawn trusted you with his life, so he would know that nothing would come of it, so you shook your head, “You don’t have to worry about me.”

“I’m your husband,” Shawn let out a small laugh, “It’s my job.”  You let out a small laugh as well, but your thoughts kept drifting back to the not so subtle advances Ethan has tried on you. They made you uncomfortable, and maybe it was in your bet interest to confided in your husband, but just as you briefly opened your mouth, Shawn spoke up, “I have to go, but text me throughout the day?  I’m not sure when I’ll be able to pick up the phone and actually talk.”

“Yeah,” You answered him dismally, “I can do that.”

“I love you.” Shawn’s words were spoken in unwavering confidence into the phone.

With a stinging feeling pricking behind your eyes, you let out a breathy laugh to cover up your heavy heart of not being able to see your husband as soon as you thought, “I love you too.”

You hung up the phone and let out a deep breath you didn’t know you were holding in.  Of course supporting Shawn was something you would do no matter what, but with him constantly being away, it was beginning to take a toll on you.  You thought that it would be better once you got married, but that wasn’t the case.

Then thoughts that never once crossed your mind in all of the years you and Shawn had been together; what would it be like to be with someone, to have dated or be married to, that wasn’t him?  To have someone who wasn’t constantly traveling the world. What would it be like to be married to someone who spent more time with their wife than a tour bus?

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 Trouble in Canada?

            Newlyweds Shawn and Y/n Mendes are no stranger to the media, especially when it comes with rumors circulating their marriage.  Just a few months shy of their first wedding anniversary, the couple has been caught in the middle of a few fiascos.

           If we’re being quite honest with ourselves, keeping up with the Kardashians is easier than these two.

           Shawn is currently on his world tour and about to start the European leg. Earlier in the week, Shawn was supposed to be traveling home to spend a short break with the Misses before the European part of his tour officially kicked off.  But according to a source close to Mr. Mendes, he had to stay in Cape Town, South Africa for a few more days.

           “He tried everything he could to get out of staying,” The source close to Shawn said. “He misses Y/n, but even with the amount of times they call each other or FaceTime in a day, it’s not the same as talking to each other face to face.”

           But as Shawn slips into a land of everlasting bliss between he and his wife, it looks like Y/n has been spending her time with someone else as of late. Below, pictures of Y/n and a mystery man have appeared over the course of a few weeks, starting just after Shawn left home.

           “There’s been a noticeable change in him,” the source said, who has requested to remain anonymous, added in, “Everyone around him knows how much he loves his wife, so when he saw pictures of her with another man in that room, it really hit him.”

           Since pictures emerged of Y/n and the mystery man, people have commented that Shawn has been distant and more quiet than usual.  

“It’s another reason why he wants to get back to Toronto so bad, he wants to settle things with Y/n.  He’s tried to convince himself that it’s just a misunderstanding, but everyone around him knows how it’s already going to play out–and it’s not going to end well.  It seems like he’s catching on.  Those pictures leave no room for questioning what’s going on between his wife and someone that isn’t him.” 

           Have Shawn and Y/n Mendes followed in the steps of many other famous couples, and not been able to handle their marriage in the spot light?  We were banking on the couple hitting the five-year marriage mark before anything like this happened.  

 What do you all think? Leave your comments in the section below.

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           “Hey, Shawn,” You sighed into the phone.  It was the fourth time he had missed your call, “It’s uh––me, again.”  Pacing around your room, you didn’t know what was going on with him that made him miss your calls multiple times.  Usually, he wouldn’t ever miss one, and if he did, he would call you back ten minutes later profusely apologizing.

  You had enough with pacing around your room, so you took a seat at the edge of your bed.  It didn’t stop the nerves though as your leg began to bounce, “I’m just calling to check up, it’s uh,” You looked over at the clock on your wall, “It’s almost midnight here, and I don’t know where you are,” Your voice dwindled off at the end as you held back a small cry, “I hope you’re having a great day, or that you’re getting a good rest because you work yourself too hard doing what you love,” You tried to lighten your own mood by letting out a laugh, “Just call me back, I love you and can’t wait to see you when you get home.”

           Quickly, you hung up the phone and dropped your head to rest between your knees.  Your whole body felt off, there was a reason why Shawn wasn’t calling you back and you couldn’t think of anything.  The thought of him purposefully ignoring you felt like being stabbed in the chest with the knife twisting.  Your head started to pound, and you couldn’t help but start to chew the inside of your lip.  

           You made your way up to your pillows on the bed and slowly made your way under the covers.  You brought the white sheets up to where they were tucked under your chin and curled up.  With a constant sharp pounding in your head, and uneven breathing, you realized that you had begun to cry without realizing it until you sat up and saw tear stains on the pillow.  You brought both hands up to your eyes to wipe away the tears, but it was useless.

Your husband was dodging your calls.  You knew he had been on his phone because he seemed to be constantly Tweeting more than usual.  So he had to have seen your calls.  Then the thought struck you that this was the first time you didn’t know where in the world your husband was. 

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           “I haven’t heard from him in a few days,” You spoke to Jessie as the two of you walked into the building for your weekly cooking class, “Not even a––“

           “Y/n,” You were cut off when you heard a familiar voice call your name, you cringed a bit, and turned to the right to see Ethan, “Thought you weren’t going to make it in for this lesson?” 

           You cleared your throat, “Uh, yeah, I wasn’t supposed to because my hus–––“

           “I’m glad you could join,” He cut you off, with a gleaming smile, before the word husband could make its past your lips. The way he was looking at you made you slightly uncomfortable so you awkwardly smiled and looked the other direction without a reply.

           With a nod of your head, you gave Jessie an odd look that she returned with a shrug.  The two of you made your way over to a little a cooking station and placed your bags under the table.  Jessie and you chatted as other people strolled into the class area and set up in their usual position as Ethan made small talk with the people around him.

           Once the time came to start the class, Ethan clapped his hands together to get everyone’s attention, “We’ll be learning how to make a steak dinner,” He looked over and into your eyes, “For two.” 

           Jessie leaned over to you and whispered, “I think I threw up a little.”  You stifled a laugh because you shared the same reaction.  

           First, you and Jessie both successfully made the creamy scalloped potatoes and the little side Caesar salad to go along with the steak. You then seasoned the steak, put the steak to bake in the oven for a few minutes, and then turned on the gas burner on the stove.  You put canola oil in the pan, butter, garlic, rosemary and thyme as you took the steak out of the oven.  As you pulled the oven pan out, you bumped into someone.  

           “Oh, I’m sorry––“

            “You’re fine,” Ethan’s voice filled the air. You scrunched your nose up as he took a step closer to you from behind and, along with your hand, he took hold of the oven pan and settled it on the counter top.  Jessie side glanced over as she cooked her steak, and all you could do was widen your eyes and beg for help.

            Ethan then took a pair of tongs and placed the steak in the sizzling pan, “So, now what you do––“

           “I can help her cooking the steak,” Jessie cut him off.  She sensed how uncomfortable you were, and it even made her feel weird seeing how close Ethan pressed himself up against you.  She didn’t like how he was treating you and thought the behavior was inappropriate. 

           Ethan shook his head, “I’ve got it.  I should help my students out.”

           You cleared your throat, “I can handle it, someone else may need your help––” 

           “What am I getting paid to do if I don’t help you out?” Ethan raised an eyebrow. 

           But you weren’t backing down easily.  He’d made other advances on you during other lessons and this was your time to put your foot down, “I’m fine––“

            “Mrs. Mendes––“

           “Yes, Mrs. Mendes,” You stumbled over your words and began to talk faster than the speed of light.  Whenever you got extremely nervous, you always seemed to talk with your hands, “That’s my name, the one and only, and the prefix indicates that I’m married––“

           It seemed like Ethan didn’t like you mentioning how you were married and very much not looking for a relationship.  His eyes narrowed at yours and he took hold of your wrists.  His grip was too strong for your liking, and you looked up at him in shock.  The glowering possessiveness in his eyes frightened you.

  Ethan gripped your wrists tighter, “Moving your hands and having them fly around while other people are cooking isn’t safe––“

           “Hey,” Jessie turned off her stove, “You probably shouldn’t touch her––“

           You didn’t let Jessie finish her sentence before you ripped your wrists out from his hold.  Part of you was shocked that a teacher would take hold of his student in such a rough manner, and the other half of your brain couldn’t process what was happening because with pulling your wrist back, you brought your elbow down and it collided with the handle of the searing pan that the steak was cooking in. 

           You felt the sting of hot oils run down your back, and in response, you jumped forward, and Ethan was the person in front of you who caught you.  He looked at you with concern in his eyes, “Don’t move, you could be burned––“

           “Stop!”  Your voice was high and scratchy as you raised your voice at him.  It was then you realized that everyone had stopped their cooking and turned their attention toward the two of you.  Embarrassment flooded your whole body.   And you felt yourself heat up in a mix of anger, embarrassment, and fear.  You grabbed your bag from under the table and rushed to put your coat on, not wanting anyone outside of the cooking studio to see the oil stains on you.

           “Y/n–” 

           You didn’t want to make any more of a scene, so while biting the inside of your lip to keep yourself from crying, you shook your head, “Thank you for a wonderful lesson today, but I don’t think I’ll be returning ever again.”

           And before he could reply, or try and put his hands on you again, you swiftly turned on your heel and sped walked out of the kitchen studio.

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           Sitting at the little breakfast nook in your apartment with a cup of tea would be more relaxing if your husband hadn’t blatantly been ignoring you for a few days.  You knew he was coming home today, but you were clueless as to where he was flying from or what time his flight was getting in.

           You were sipping on your tea, watching the Toronto traffic from your window, when your phone buzzed.  You looked down and saw Shawn’s name popped up.  You had to look at it again because after all the voicemails you left him, his first contact to you was a text message. 

            Just landed in Toronto.

           You stared at the blue text bubble in confusion.  Every time he was about to get on a plane, he would always text you, no matter what time it was.  He knew that you liked to know his travel schedule.  But this was the first time he hadn’t told you his travel information.  It made your stomach churn because now you definitely knew that something was wrong.

           So you sent him a text back; Do you want me to pick you up? 

           Almost instantly, he replied, No. 

           Your heart sank just a little when you read his message.  And then you started to feel it break piece by piece as you read the one word, one syllable, answer that held more negative. emotion than it should have.  With tears threatening to fall from your eyes at any time, you felt your phone buzz once more with a text from him; Andrew is driving me back. 

           You nodded to yourself as you typed back a simple; Ok.

           Neither one of you said how excited you were to see one another.  Which was odd because you and Shawn would always count down the days until you could see each other again, but this time, the two of you hadn’t talked in what seemed like forever.

           With the stress about not knowing what was wrong with Shawn and what happened yesterday at the cooking class, your heart was racing and you felt jittery until you saw a familiar car pull up to the side walk down below.  You peered out the window and saw your husband for the first time in a few months. Even though there were tons of unsettled questions between the two of you, you still felt your heart pick up speed at the sight of him like it had on your first date.

           He pulled out a little over the shoulder bag from inside the car and then you saw Andrew come around with a larger suitcase.  You saw the two of them exchange some words, but since you were so high up and looking down at them through the window, you couldn’t hear what either of them were saying.

           But a few moments later, Andrew and Shawn hugged, and then Shawn walked towards the building and Andrew got into his car and drove away.  Shawn didn’t even send you a text that he was close to your apartment, like he would normally do so you would be waiting in the lobby to greet him.  It looked like he didn’t want you to greet him in the lobby.  Or see you at all.

           He didn’t want you––his wife––he one who promised to love him forever no matter what, to be the first person to greet him when he came back from a long month or so from traveling.  Your daunting thoughts kept themselves on a loop in your mind that you didn’t even hear the door open.

           It was the sound of a suitcase rolling and a bag dropping on the floor that made you look up from the window.  For the first time in months, your husband was standing right in front of you and you didn’t have the need to run up and hug him.  Seeing him made your blood boil because of how unreliable he had been recently.

            You sat in the little nook and took a sip of your tea, “Have a nice flight?”  You kept your voice monotone.  You didn’t want him to know that your past few nights had been hell with him ignoring you, and that you were getting no sleep, imagining what your reunion would be like after radio silence from him.  And here you were, after every scenario you created in your mind, it did not turn out how you thought. 

His hair was disheveled, t-shirt wrinkled in every place, and his left sock was raised higher than the left.  It looked like he had the same problem as you––not being able to sleep for the past few days.  All you wanted to do was reach out to him and feel his arms wrap tight around you.  You missed his familiar smell, the one that his pillow still smelled like, even after countless washes.  You slept on that pillow every night he had been on tour.  

           In your mind, you imagined Shawn either apologizing for his silence, or having his face turn red as he yelled at you for something you had no idea about.  But it wasn’t either of those options.  It was just like how he had been treating you for the past few days; silence.

           His eyes held no emotion, the exhaustion evident in his face.  Shawn was silent, something that was worse than blowing up at you.  You imagined anything but him being mute about his feelings because Shawn was always a vocal person.  

It was the most deafening silence you had ever heard.

           You were waiting for a response to your seemingly innocent question.  But as he didn’t respond, you began searching for any facial clues as to any answer you could possibly find.  You were growing frustrated.  His face was kept with a neutral look; no creases in the eyebrows and not a scrunch of distaste with his nose.   

           Then you began to search for any other signs that would give away his answer.  He wasn’t tapping his foot, he wasn’t swaying from side to side, and he wasn’t twiddling his hands out of nervousness.

           His hands. 

           It was tiny, a detail that wouldn’t be caught by many. But with being married to a man for almost a year, you began to notice every little thing about them.  There were certain things that you knew Shawn would always keep on him, and as a married man, you knew he always wore his wedding band.  But as you looked at his left hand, you noticed that there was a small sliver of his skin that was lighter shade than the rest.

           His ring finger.

           You looked down at your left hand, your engagement and wedding ring were in their place, and you quickly looked back at Shawn’s left hand to see if your mind had been playing tricks on you.

           Shawn wasn’t wearing his ring, the symbol of marriage that brought two people, who loved each other more than life itself, together.

            Your heart stopped and you felt as if you were about to throw up at any minute, a feeling of doom weighed down your chest with every moment of silence passing.  Biting the inside of your lip, you opened your mouth to say something, but nothing came out.  The silence that surrounded the two of you stole your voice.  You looked up at him, wanting to ask him why he wasn’t wearing his wedding ring, but with silence stealing your voice, he gave it to Shawn who spoke without hesitation in his voice.

           “We need to talk.”

[bubbashawn]

Shambles

author: Hi. This is a new thing for me to try but I’ve decided that with the world ending and all that might as well?? I don’t know but I hope you love it. 💕

synopsis: Shawn comes home to your empty apartment and everything is in shambles. Literally.

warnings: He’s super fluffy and it’s just “I miss you” angst stuff. 900 words because I’m learning.

Shawn was shocked. He’d just returned from his final press tour of his album and all he wanted was to curl up around you. He hadn’t heard back from you since the daily ‘good morning’ text he’d always get from you but he didn’t overthink it because when he did, things could get messy. So, heading straight to your apartment, not bothering to drop his luggage at his condo, he was shocked to find your apartment empty and in shambles.

You were a neat freak and your friends badgered you about it all the time. But Shawn found it endearing, your little habits of putting his toothbrush back in the mason jar next to the sink or resetting the pillows when he jumped on your bed like a 5 year-old. Those things reminded him of home. But this felt like walking into the wrong apartment. The blankets, normally in the basket next to the couch, were haphazardly thrown over the arm of his favorite plush armchair. The candle next to your bed which you claimed smelt like him was missing from your table. Everything screamed “mess” and that was a foreign concept between the two of you.

Once he cleaned the dirty dishes in your sink and hung his sweatshirt with yours in the closet, he slumped into the couch trying to recollect every syllable you’d said to him recently. He came to the conclusion that you were at the 24/7 cafe down the block or hidden away in the library studying for that calculus exam you’d told him about (he was sure you’d taken it yesterday but where else would you be?) Shawn picked himself up and dragged his feet to the door hoping you’d pop up out of nowhere. No luck. He locked the door behind him.

He puts his guitar down once he reaches his condo and stares longingly toward his couch wanting to crash into it. But Shawn knew he wouldn’t bat an eye long enough to sleep if you were still out in the city past 2 am. His worry had grown tenfold. He wanted to scour all of Toronto to find you but he knew you wouldn’t be pulled out of your mind even if he tried. You were stubborn like that.

He slipped out of his rundown adidas he wore for traveling, stepping on the heel smiling when he thought of your reprimanding because “you love those shoes but baby they’re going to wear out if you don’t take care of them.” Shawn missed that, he missed you. His feet stumbled towards his bed from exhaustion, though he still wouldn’t sleep without knowing you were safe, but stopped short at the snuffed out candle by his bed. Shawn didn’t own candles, rushing around too much that he could easily forget about the fire hazard, and seeing one had him lost in his tracks. So distracted by the mystery candle he failed to notice the lump on his side of the bed until it shifted softly.

Shawn basically tiptoed his way towards the movement, exactly opposite to his stumbling before and crouched to the ground, lifting the blanket. His smile started to hurt his cheeks seeing your face buried in one of his sweaters on top of his pillow. He’d given you a spare key months ago but you hated intruding especially when he might be working, so finding you here was unexpected. Shawn had never thought of you sliding into his bedroom when he was away, but his heart swelled at the idea.

“Shawn...” you were murmuring in your sleep.

“Honey? I’m right here”

“Shawn?”

Your eyes had shot open when he responded to your call for him, feeling his minty breath on your nose.

“Hi baby”

And just like that he was in your arms. Pressed together like you were his lifeline. And he was yours. You felt lips brush against your collarbone as he took you in. Neither of you said a word, the silence was calming for the first time in so long.

“What’s wrong?” He whispered into your skin so quietly you nearly missed it.

“What do you mean, bub?”

“I went to see you at your place and everything was a mess. That’s not you. I got so worried that I wanted to scope out the city until I found you”

“I’m right here”

“I know,” his grip tightened, “please tell me what’s wrong. Let me help you.”

“I-I just missed you” it came out just above a mumble.

“I got you,” his heart felt tight, “I’ve got you”

And he did. He knew there was more you weren’t telling him, but he held you because without him your life was at a standstill and your world fell into shambles and you needed him. He still had you and he was holding you like he could hold all your pieces together. That’s how you two worked. You held each other together.

“I got you, ok? Baby, I love you so much”

“I love you too, honey”

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[wr1ter-reader-dreamer]

Better Than I Ever Could’ve Imagined (Pt. 1)

Werewolf!Shawn Mendes x Reader

Masterlist

Part 2  -  Part 3  -  Part 4  -  Part 5

My best friend liked to tell me I was obsessed with him, but I knew better than that. An obsessed fan knew all the lyrics to all of his songs and everything about him; I only knew some of his songs and the more general things about him. Still, I could appreciate how gorgeous he was, both inside and out, and talked about him to her a lot. I wouldn’t say I was obsessed with him, but I would say that I had a massive crush on him. A massive enough crush that I spent over a hundred dollars on ACL tickets just to see him in person.

Shawn Mendes was set to perform Friday night at 6, and to say I was excited was an understatement. I had never been to a music festival before, so I was also a little nervous, but I knew seeing him perform would be worth it. To get over my nerves I planned; I spent weeks planning my outfit, days planning who I would go with, and hours planning when and how I would get there. By the day before the festival the nerves were gone, replaced with nothing but anticipation.

It took me roughly two hours to get ready the day of the festival. Despite knowing it wouldn’t matter because he was unlikely to notice me, I wanted to look good for Shawn. He worked so hard to look good for his fans and put on a good show, the least I could do is look hot at his concert. With that in mind, I took my time doing my makeup.

Unlike my friends and most of the girls that would be there, I didn’t cover myself in glitter. Instead, I kept my makeup simple but elegant with classic winged eyeliner and no lipstick. Still it took time to get the perfect wing, a task made even harder by my inability to stop bouncing along to the music blaring from my speaker. I just couldn’t get the picture of that bright smile, strong jawline, and fluffy hair out of my head, which made it hard to quell my excitement and still my hand. Just knowing I was going to see him in person and hear that angelic voice made me want to squeal out loud. Like I said, I had a massive crush on the young popstar.

By the time I was finally ready to meet my friends who would also be going, it was three hours before Shawn would go on and ten minutes past when I had planned to leave. Giving myself one last look-over in the mirror, I let out an excited squeal, grabbed my keys, and hurried to meet the girls.

“Damn girl! Look who’s dressed to impress!” my friend Lila yelled out when she caught sight of me.

I laughed, my cheeks heating slightly as I did a little spin to show her the whole outfit. It took me a long time to decide on what to wear and even longer to convince myself that I could in fact pull it off. In the end, I decided that it didn’t matter what anyone else thought and it would probably be one of the least outrageous outfits there anyway. So, with my head held high in defiance, I wore a black lace bodysuit with a deep v-neck that cut all the way down to my bellybutton with a thin strip of fabric sitting horizontally under my boobs, holding the v together just enough that my breasts weren’t spilling out. I paired the bodysuit with a pair of ridiculously short, light blue cut-off denim shorts that showed of my legs and ass, a black belt, and a cord choker-necklace hybrid with a silver pendant hanging down to just below the end of the v on the bodysuit. For my shoes I kept it simple with a pair of black converse, knowing that they were likely to get muddy. I felt sexy and knew that if by some small chance Shawn did notice me, he would appreciate it.

“Only the best for her future husband, right?” Dede, my best friend, joked as I finished my spin.

I rolled my eyes with a smile, “Whatever. Are ya’ll ready to go?”

Both girls nodded, so we called an Uber and made our way to the spot it would pick us up at. The whole way to Zilker Park we laughed and sung along loudly to the songs on the radio, all of us excited for the festival. Before I knew it, we were there, standing in the third row in front of the stage Shawn was scheduled to perform on.

“Oh my god, we’re really gonna see him,” I whispered, my eyes going wide as it sunk in that he would be standing on that stage in less than an hour.

Dede laughed at my expression and bumped her hip against mine, “Maybe now you’ll stop gushing to me about how pretty he is all the time.”

I blushed lightly; I did in fact gush about how gorgeous he was very often. He was just so gorgeous, it did things to me. I was a bit affection deprived, not having had a boyfriend, or any potential prospects, in over three years. I had extremely high standards in men and Shawn met all of them, so of course I had a crush on him. It didn’t matter to me that nothing would ever happen, I was happy living in fantasy until I found someone I could really be with.

I must’ve been lost in my thoughts about Shawn for longer than I expected, because suddenly the band was coming on stage, and the crowd around me was screaming, surging forward in an attempt to get closer to the stage. My heart beat sped up, a smile slipping onto my features as I got the feeling that my life was about to change. Whether seeing him in person lessened my crush or strengthened it, something was about to change. The intro of the first song flowed through the speakers, my smile grew, I started to bounce, chanting Shawn’s name with the crowd around me, and then he was running on stage, a beautiful smile lighting up his features and a guitar in hand.

“Austin!” his voice rang out through the speakers, a melodic laugh following as the crowd screamed louder, “How are you?”

The crowd screamed again and my grin widened. Shawn radiated pure joy as he stood on stage examining the crowd in front of him. I briefly thought he must be crazy to wear a long sleeve button up and jeans to perform outside on a hot day in Texas, but the thought was quickly forgotten as he adjusted his guitar and started to sing.

My heart instantly melted at the almost perfect sound floating through the air. His voice was even amazing live, sounding just as smooth and effortless as it did recorded. If it wasn’t for the crowd pulsing around me and the sight of him standing just a few feet in front of me, I might have believed I was laying in my bed, headphones on, listening to his album. I could tell through his voice just how passionate and dedicated he was to his music and knew that this concert would not be lessening my crush. He was too pure, and seeing it in person was almost overwhelming.

The chorus of the first song was quickly approaching, Shawn preparing to inhale to get enough air in his lungs to belt out the lyrics. The wind blew, pushing my hair forwards, into my face, and towards him just as he breathed in. Surprise registered on his features and then he was searching the crowd, eyes taking in every detail as he looked for something. He was playing one of the songs I knew so when he missed his cue to start the chorus I noticed and frowned. He was obviously distracted by something, which I had never seen happen before in any of the concert videos I watched. The band seemed to think it was strange too as they exchanged looks and started the intro to the chorus again. This time Shawn sang right on cue, but I could tell that he still wasn’t focused. I had spent enough time sitting back and observing people, I could tell when their heart was completely into something, and right now, Shawn’s heart was not fully committed to this performance.

The rest of the song and the next went smoothly, but Shawn was still searching the crowd for something. When the second song ended, he pulled his guitar off his shoulder and handed it to a stage hand. Almost dejectedly he glanced off stage as he passed the instrument to the man reaching for it, and then all of a sudden he was looking right at me, his brown eyes locking on my Y/E/C ones.

[shawnsassymendes]

Best Friend’s Brother

a/n: sorry man i just love this trope also aaliyah and reader are in college in this thing but shawns the same age. so the difference between shawn and aaliyah would be like idk 2-3 years?

synopsis: your best friend bails on your movie night, so you end up going with her brother.

wc: 3.2k

{Masterlist in Bio}

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You walked up to the front door of your best friend’s childhood home. It was winter break so everyone was back home, leaving a few students at the dorms of the University of Toronto. One of them being you. 

Your best friend of almost 10 years now lived in the suburbs that neighboured Toronto. Only a half hour drive from the dorms. You drove up to Pickering every Wednesday and Saturday during break to have your bi weekly movie night with Aaliyah.

You never minded the drive, of course. She was your best friend and you couldn’t bear staying at your dorm with nothing to do all winter break long. You couldn’t really afford a trip back home right now.

“Liyah, I’m here!” You called out as you unlocked the door. You were given a spare key to the Mendes household as soon as you could drive.

“I’m in my room!” Aaliyah yelled out.

You walked up the stairs and entered Aaliyah’s room. She was slipping on a black silk top over her dark wash high waisted skinny jeans. “A bit much for movie night?” You remarked, plopping down on her bed.

“Movie night?” Aaliyah’s knitted brows slowly rose to her hairline. “Oh my god, movie night! I’m so sorry y/n, I thought it was Friday!” 

You groaned and tipped your head back. “Liyah, what the hell? Please don’t tell me Jordan’s coming.”

Aaliyah’s face became riddled with guilt. “Jordan’s already outside.” She smiled sheepishly, pointing at her boyfriend’s car through the window.

“I fucking hate you. What the fuck am I gonna do with the tickets?” You pulled out the tickets from your purse and waved them in her face.

“You can go alone? You always said you wanted to try that?” Aaliyah said as he adjusted her bra to show more cleavage.

“Not today I don’t! I’m going with your mom, she’s much better company anyways.” You huffed, getting up to go find Karen. 

“Mom’s not here. She’s out with friends.”

“Then who’s home?” You were hoping she would say Manny because movies with him were always entertaining. The answer you really didn’t want her to say was exactly what she did say.

“Just Shawn.” She shrugged before her eyes went wide and a grin spread over her face. 

“Don’t even think about it. I’m not going. I’ll stay here until you come back and we can watch whatever’s on Netflix until sunrise. I’m not gonna go with him.” You crossed yours arms over your chest and sat on her desk chair.

“But you know you wanna.” Aaliyah smirked, pulling you up from the chair. “This crush has been going on for too long. Come on, if you go with him tonight I’ll take you to the fancy French place for dinner. You know the one, Aubergine du Pompadour.” She said the name of the restaurant with the worst French accent you could imagine, replacing every word with whatever sounded like it fit in.

“Auberge du Pommier.” You rolled your eyes, correcting her. “That place is hella expensive, Liyah. We can’t go. You know I can hardly afford gas.”

“Who said I’d let you pay?” She scoffed. “Shawnie boy gave me his card for Christmas. Told me to go crazy. Consider this part of your Christmas present.” Aaliyah grinned, wiggling her eyebrows at you.

You sighed and looked up at the ceiling. Were you really considering this? Yes, definitely. You’ve had a crush on Shawn since forever. He was always nice to you, helping you out whenever he could. But you were sure he just saw you as a little sister.

“Okay.” You whispered, head still tilted back.

“Oh my god, really?” Aaliyah squealed.

“Yeah, but only as friends. I’m not gonna try to do anything. We’re just friends. Just my best friend’s brother.” You confirmed, looking Aaliyah in the eye.

“My best friend’s brother, my best friend’s brother. BFB, BFB, my best friend’s brother is the one for me.” Aaliyah sang in a low voice, not wanting her brother to hear.

“Shut it!” You hissed, struggling not to smile.

“Liyah baby, you ready?” Jordan asked as he walked into the room. “Hey y/n!” He shot you a smile.

“Jordan, you are dead to me.” You replied, picking up a pillow from the bed and throwing it at him.

Jordan caught it with ease. “The fuck did I do?”

“Why are you taking her on a date today? It’s movie night!” You whined, incredibly close to jumping up and down like a toddler having a tantrum.

“Oh shit, sorry y/n. Thought it was Friday.” Jordan winced, placing the pillow back on the bed.

You rolled your eyes and shot him a glare. “What the fuck have you guys been smoking, it’s Wednesday.”

Jordan came up behind Aaliyah and pulled her to his chest, wrapping his arms around her torso. “I was telling her, she should go with Shawn.” Aaliyah told her boyfriend, looking up at him.

“Oh, that’s a good idea!” Jordan smiled, looking back at you. “Finally gonna make a move?”

“Not in a million years.” 

“Still thinks he sees her as a little sister.” Aaliyah grumbled.

Jordan chuckled. “Mhm, sure. Let’s pretend you two didn’t make out at that-”

“It was one time!” You cut him off, eyes wide. “Besides, he was drunk. Doesn’t even remember it.”

Jordan raised his brows at you, as if to ask if you were serious. “He told you that?”

“Uh, no. He didn’t say anything after, just assumed he forgot.” Your voice trailed off.

“Pfft, alright whatever. We have a reservation we’re gonna be late for.” Aaliyah piped up, looking pointedly at Jordan.

“Yeah, we do. You want me to drop you off at your dorm or are you going to the movie?” Jordan asked, taking his keys out of his pocket.

“No, I’m gonna see if Shawn wants to go. If he doesn’t, I’ll just go home. Have fun you two. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” You smiled as you handed Aaliyah her coat.

“How about you stay over, eh? We can have a sleepover when we get back.” Aaliyah asked, putting her hands on your shoulders.

“Yeah, that’s a good idea.” She gave you a kiss on the cheek before she left the room, leaving you to your own devices.

You spread yourself out on the bed, listening to Aaliyah and Jordan drive off while you thought of what to do next. 

You could always just throw the tickets away. Never ask Shawn and stay the night. Tell Aaliyah he said no and that you went alone. But she would definitely ask Shawn why he said no. And he would be as clueless as ever. She would get pissed that you lied. Ugh too much trouble.

You hopped off the bed and headed to Shawn’s room before you changed your mind. You knocked the door three times and stepped back. 

“Coming!” Shawn’s voice could be heard through the door. He opened it and his eyes landed on you, causing a smile to spread across his face. “Hey, y/n. How are you?” He hoped his cheeks weren’t as red as they felt.

“I’m good. How about you? When did you come home?” Small talk wasn’t your favorite, but any words exchanged with Shawn were precious.

“Just a couple days ago. Staying here until Christmas, but then I’m going back to my place. You coming here for Christmas this year?” You were probably just high off of being around him, but it was almost like Shawn sounded hopeful.

“Uh, yeah I am.” You replied, looking down at the carpeted floors. You knew if you explained why, Shawn wouldn’t hesitate to offer you a ticket home and you were in no way going to accept that. So you changed the subject “Listen, I booked two tickets for a movie, but Liyah bailed on me. I was hop-thinking, maybe you would wanna... come with?”

“Of course! I mean uh, yeah sure. When does it start?” Shawn asked, retreating into his room to change out of his sweatpants you assumed. 

“We’ve still got plenty of time. Starts in two hours. Liyah and I usually take the long way to listen to more songs. That’s why I’m here so early.” You explained, wiping your palms against your jean clad thighs.

“No worries.” Shawn smiled, looking you over. He perked up when he saw what you were wearing. “Nice hoodie.” He smirked.

You looked down and saw that you were wearing the Pine Ridge hoodie Shawn had given you ages ago. You hadn’t attended Pine Ridge, so Shawn knew it was his. “Don’t get cocky, now.” You rolled your eyes with a smile.

“Who said anything about cocky?” 

“That look on your face says cocky. I’ll be waiting downstairs.” 

Your conversation with Aaliyah and Jordan echoed in your mind as you walked down the stairs. It was like they knew something you didn’t. It was like they knew for certain that Shawn liked you back. But that was impossible. Maybe they were bluffing to get you to act on your feelings. But Jordan... how did Jordan know about the kiss?

Shawn kissed you at his birthday party during the summer. It was so abrupt and sudden and he was pulled away immediately afterwards, leaving you all alone. After Shawn made no attempt to contact you the day after, you kept it a secret for so long. You told Aaliyah a full two months after it happened. She promised she wouldn’t tell anyone, and Aaliyah never breaks her promises. So who the hell told Jordan?

“Your car or mine?” Shawn’s words broke your train of thought, shaking you out of your trance to look at him pulling on his shoes on the staircase.

“Yours, I’m all outta gas.” You chuckled.

“You gonna be okay to go home?” You couldn’t help but feel a few butterflies batting their wings in your stomach at the slight protectiveness you were getting from him.

“I’m staying over, but I’ll figure something out tomorrow. Come on, I have a playlist in mind.” You skipped your way out of the house, scrolling through your phone to find the playlist.

You walked to the passenger side of Shawn’s Jeep, waiting to hear him unlock the car. When you heard the beep, you pulled the car door open only for it to still be locked. You looked up to find Shawn standing near the Tesla and not the Jeep.

“I thought we could take this one for tonight. We always use the Jeep.” Shawn shrugged.

“That’s because I love the Jeep. Come on Shawn, you know I’m not one for fancy shit.” You looked at him and nodded towards the Jeep one more time.

“Whatever you want, honey.” There they were again, those pesky butterflies. 

You climbed into the car and connected your phone to the car bluetooth. You hit shuffle on the playlist you had ready as Shawn buckled up.

“I love this song.” Shawn smiled, head bopping to the melody. Shawn looked at the screen that he had installed where the radio used to be. “Is the playlist called Shawn?”

“Yup.” 

“Why do you have a playlist called Shawn?”

“I have a playlist ready for anyone I might be in a car with. There’s Liyah, there’s Jordan, there’s Liyah and Jordan. I have their song on there ‘cause the look on their faces when it comes on is so adorable. And one for my mom and your mom and you know, a lot of people.” You scrolled through your playlists, naming them and explaining little things about each one.

“That’s cute.” Shawn pointed out. “The thing about Aaliyah and Jordan. That you know their song. I don’t even know their song.”

“Mm, perks of being the best friend.” 

You and Shawn easily slipped into conversation, stopping every once in a while to sing along loudly to any particular song. You noticed half an hour into the drive that the 15 minute ride to the movie theater was taking much longer than usual. Shawn was taking the long way... 

When you arrived, there was about 10 minutes left before the movie would start. Shawn missed a lot of turns apparently. You walked in and got your snacks and beverages and went to your screen.

You had no clue why you had booked this movie because it was the cheesiest rom-com you had ever seen. It came to the point where it was a full on comedy for you. You were glad Aaliyah hadn’t come with you to see it because she would have hated it. Shawn however, found it absolutely hilarious.

You snickers kept getting you glares and loud hushes to be quiet from the movie goers around you. 

"Hey, you wanna get out of here? The park’s like two minutes away.” Shawn whispered into your ear about halfway through the movie.

“I thought you’d never ask.” You snickered. You let Shawn take your hand and lead you out of the cinema.

You walked in a comfortable silence towards the park nearby, hands still intertwined. But you weren’t the one keeping track.

“We used to come to this park all the time in high school, remember?” Shawn reminisced, holding out a swing for you. You slipped on and nodded for Shawn to get on the one next to you.

“I remember. I miss those nights. We were such kids.” You chuckled, digging your boot covered feet in the snow beneath you.

“Tell me about it.” Shawn scrunched his nose. “I had my first kiss here. I think it was 8th grade.”

“No way, me too!” You smiled, turning to Shawn. “Who was yours?”

“Betty Stevens. You?”

“Jordan.” You grimaced.

“What? No way!” Shawn laughed. “Does Aaliyah know?”

“Of course she does! I would never do that to her. It was spin the bottle back in 9th grade. He was super sweet about it, though.” You smiled, remembering him asking if you were okay with it.

Shawn scoffed. “Why the hell were a bunch of freshmen playing spin the bottle at a public park?”

“I honestly don’t remember.” You laughed. “Remember that bonfire we had at the beach one time. It was a bunch of your friends and Liyah and I tagged along. The one where Brian stripped and jumped into the freezing water. That’s one of my favorite memories, you know?”

“I remember that night. Me too, but the Brian part isn’t what makes it one of my favorite.” Shawn smiled, inching his swing closer to yours.

“Ugh, shut up. You know what I mean.” You rolled your eyes in response, hitting his boot with your own. “That night, when everyone left and it was just you, me, and Liyah. And we just talked all night long. Didn’t come home till the sun was up. I love that memory.”

“My mom got so mad at me that night. For keeping you guys out all night long to watch the sunrise.” Shawn chuckled, his hand now holding one chain from his swing and one from yours.

“You never told me that.”

"It didn’t matter because it was so worth it.” 

“Why is that?”

“Because you love watching the sunrise.”

You and Shawn walked back to the car, hand in hand. The drive home just as long as the drive to the theater, and just as full of butterflies. 

When you got home, you slowly unlocked the front door as to not wake anyone up. Tip toeing up the steps until you reached Aaliyah’s room.

“y/n?” Shawn whispered, taking both of your hands into his. “Do you wanna go on a date?”

“Like a date date?” You whispered back, eyes blown wide.

“Mhm, at the Auberge du Pommier. I know you’ve been wanting to go.” Shawn nodded.

“I have.” You replied.

“Friday at 8. Is that okay with you?” He asked.

“It’s perfect, Shawn. Thank you for coming with me tonight. I had a wonderful time.” You whispered, smile evident in your voice as it was concealed in the darkness.

“Me too.” Shawn leaned down and kissed you lightly on your lips. “Friday at 8. I’ll pick you up.”

And with that he walked down the hall and into his room. You slowly brought your hand up and traced your cupid’s bow. It was like your lips were on fire.

You slowly opened the door to Aaliyah’s room and sat down in her desk chair. You couldn’t believe it. This had to be a dream.

Your phone pinged and you numbingly took it out of your pocket. You had to read the screen a few times before your brain processed what was in front of you.

jordan: how did it go tonight?

you: it was good

jordan: good?

you: fine it was great

you: listen i need to ask you something

jordan: shoot

you: how did you know about the kiss?

jordan: well

jordan: he told me

You put your phone on the charger and began rummaging through Aaliyah’s closet to find something to sleep in.

Shawn told him. That means Shawn never forgot.

You climbed into bed next to Aaliyah, who was fast asleep until you did so. “Hey, you’re back. How did it go?”

“It was good. How about you?” You pulled the blanket Aaliyah was hogging and brought it up to your chin.

“It was really nice. We went to the cutest restaurant and they started playing our song as soon we got in. Felt like it was a sign from the universe.” Aaliyah smiled, eyes closing as she slowly drifted back to sleep.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Listen, if you still wanna go to the Pompadour restaurant, tell me so I can call in advance. You know how busy those types of restaurants get around Christmas.”

“Actually, I’m gonna go with Shawn next Friday.” 

It was like you flipped a switch because Aaliyah’s eyes flew wide open. “What?!”

“Shh, go to sleep. I’ll tell you about it tomorrow.”

“You can’t just say that and expect me to fall asleep.” She groaned.

“Goodnight, Liyah.” You grinned.

You tossed and turned all night. Well not literally, otherwise Aaliyah would have murdered you. But you stayed up all night thinking about the kiss Shawn gave you before he went to his room. There was no way you could mistake it any longer. Shawn was definitely into you. You couldn’t believe it. 

You had managed to fall asleep for about an hour before the sun came up. The sunlight filtering in through the window woke you up, making you regret not closing the blinds the night before.

You grabbed your things and trudged downstairs. You grabbed a muffin from the breakfast table where Karen was already sitting. You gave her a hug and a wave goodbye and headed to your car.

As you sat down, you remembered you were almost fully out of gas. No way was the little bit left in the tank from last night going to be able to get you home.

You looked down at the gas gauge only to see your tank was completely full. You looked up and saw a sticky note on the rearview mirror.

figured something out for you -s

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part 2

thankyou for reading my lovelies. i thought of this like a day ago or something idk but i also had bfb by victoria justice stuck in my head for a while so this is what came of it. pls dont forget to leave feedback! @shawncxlvins here it is love!

[queenmendes]

sunrise

Summary: Peter wants the night to last as long as possible. Why not make the night turn into morning?

Warnings: Fluffy blurb plus some bad, unedited writing 

A/N: Not very happy with this actually but I did promise you guys so here it is. Please don’t judge and let me know if this is somewhat worthy! Xxxxxx

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“How tired are you really?” Peter chuckled as he walked into his room, his eyes trailing over your figure laying on his bed; face first into the mattress. The two of you just got back from a party that a mutual friend held. You already changed from your little, black dress into sweats and his hoodie. You hair was spread across his pillows as your head laid snuggled into his pillows.

“Hmmm, why?” You peek one eye opened, sleep wanting to take over but you need your boy to give you snuggles.

“I wanna to take you somewhere.” Peter vaguely explained, move to sit down beside you. Where could this boy want to take you at one in the morning? You sigh in content as he begins running his large hands over up and down your back. He leaned down and placed a few pecks on your cheeks, pulling you out of your daze. “You get to wear your sweats.” He bargained.

“Deal.” You agreed, turning around and sitting up. He stood up and held out his hand, pulling you out of the bed.

Peter lead you to the front door; grabbing the small backpack he takes everywhere. It contains his camera and computer along with other small things. You slipped on the fuzzy slippers Aaliyah got you for Christmas as the two of you walked out the door; locking it behind you.

“Where are we going?” You whispered, turning your head to look over at him from your place in the passenger seat of his car. The heater making your feel nice and toasty. Peter’s eyes stayed focused on the road but he reached over, placing his large hand in yours. You smiled as you began comparing your hands: loving how much larger his were. It completely engulfed yours.

“It’s a surprise, Angel.” Peter answered, a big smile of excitement appearing. You nod and accept the answer.

Thankfully, you didn’t have to suffer too long because after about 15 minutes of driving, Peter is pulling into a big clearing that overlooked the city. He parks the Jeep so the back is facing the city and turns the car off.

“Come on.” Peter smiled as he opened the passenger door, leaning over to unbuckle you. Before he could pull away, you placed at quick and sweet kiss to his lips; causing him to moan softly. 

You hoped out of the car and followed him to the back of the Jeep. A small gasp left your mouth once he lifted the hatched, showing the series of pillows and blankets he laid out; creating a comfy and cozy spot that was lit up by the small, string of lights placed around the frame of the trunk. It warmed your heart to see the effort he put into this and how excited he looked as he climbed into the makeshift bed. 

“Come here.” Peter opened his arms after getting himself situated, leaning against the giant pillows. You grin before crawling to him, settling in between his legs with your back pressed against his firm chest. You leaned your head back against his shoulder, looking up towards him. His gaze was on the city ahead so it was a perfect moment to admire him. His glasses sat low on his nose, and his hair was messy and fluffy as ever; a result from your hands constantly brushing through it tonight. 

“Whatcha looking at, Angel?” He whispered, eyes figuring down to see you staring. You smile, placing a series of kisses to his jaw and neck. 

“You. Just thinking about how much I love you.” Peter shifted his head, placing a gently kiss on your forehead and whispering a soft but meaningful I love you too. He then reaches over, grabbing the backpack and pull out his laptop. 

“What should we watch?” After about 10 minutes, it was finally decided that you would watch the third Thor movie. Peter knew it was one of your favorites and he enjoyed it since he got to watch you laugh and smile throughout the whole thing; as if it was your first time watching it. 

The two of you laid back for hours, watching movies and talking about random topics in between. Conversing was never hard with Peter; he had many insights and opinions and loved to hear everything you had to say as well. However, you could only stay awake for so long. Soon, Peter shifted the two of you so he was laying down fully with your head resting on his chest, legs draped over his. One hand was twirling a strand of your hair, as the other wrapped around your waist to keep you as close as possible. 

Peter laid awake for the next couple of hours, just playing with your hair; thinking. He looked down, memorizing every little detail of your face. The small, light creases. The laugh lines that frames around your eyes. The light beauty marks dotted randomly.

Peter didn’t even realize the time until he looked out to the city, to see orange and pinks slowly littering the sky as the sun began making it appearance. He didn't want to wake you; seeing the peaceful look on your sleeping face but this was the whole reason for this little trip. 

“Angel, wake up.” Peter whispered in your ear. You groaned in protest, much too comfortable and content to wake up. Peter laughed, knowing exactly how you get in the morning; especially this early but he knew it would be worth it. 

“Hi.” You whispered, “What time is it?” 

“Early. But I wanted you to see this.” Peter said, pointing to the outside world. The sunrise was finally peaking over the city. You sat up as you realized what Peter was showing. Peter smiled as you scooted to the edge of the trunk, having your legs dangling over the edge. He quickly grabbed his camera, snapping a few pictures of you and then taking one on his phone. Then, he scooted up behind you, placing his legs on either side of you and wrapping his arms around your shoulders. 

You reached up, grabbing his hands in your own. The two of you taking in the beautiful on nature in silence; enjoying the view and each other’s company. The sun was fully emerged into the sky; painting the orange and pinks all around. It was blinding but breathtaking. You’ve never taken the time to watch a sunrise; always choosing the sleep longer. But experiencing this with Peter, made this your new favorite memory. 

“Where did you find this place?” You finally asked, still looking ahead. 

“The first time I ever got into a fight with Raul. Like not a small, petty fight over the TV remote. But a massive and hurtful fight. I decided to just drive around, to clear my head and calm down. I just ended up here.” Peter quietly confessed. You could tell without even looking at him, that the memory was bitter-sweet. Nothing upsets Peter more than a fight with his brothers. “I just sat here, in my car, all night and the once the sun came up, I saw this amazing view and realized that it was a new day and to put the previous one behind me.” 

“Thank you for bringing me here.” You turned your head to look back at him. His gaze was already on you. 

“I’ve wanted to bring you here since our first date. I knew you’d like it.” Peter shyly explained; his cheeks getting flushed. He knew from the first moment he met you that you were the one for him. It was no secret he fell for you hard but you fell just as hard for him. 

“I love you.” You whispered. Peter smiled down at you before leaning and placing his lips on yours. This couldn’t have been better; creating a precious moment in front of the sunrise. 

[i-will-be-forever-yours]

Trust Issues Pt.II

A/N: Sorry it took so long...life if frickin insane. Anyway..love to all you who spent time reading. Sorry for the grammatical errors and spelling. Hope you like it and send me ideas for another story and with whom. reblog if you would like plzzzz 

Part One Here

Warnings: Angst-Fluff, not much language...ummm yeah

Summary: Shawn and Y/n have been married for a year and a half and he seems to be drifting. Will trust put this marriage at risk?

Word Count: 1.2k

posted 12-4-19

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Shawn looks down at his phone again. He has tried to call y/n over fifteen times in the past hour since he texted her to come home. Just as he is about to call again, a notification from his local news app pops up. Some gut instinct told him to click on the link, and sure enough, intuition was correct. The headline states, “Y/n L/N-Mendes has been in a serious accident.” He doesn’t even read the rest of the article before he’s rushing into their shared closet to put on some clothes and his shoes so he can rush out of the house.

In his haste, he kicks over some shoes of hers near the back of the spacious closet. He barely glances down but does a double-take when something catches the light and draws back his eyes. Looking closer he bends down to pick up three white plastic sticks. He turns them over and sees the word POSITIVE on all three. It doesn’t take a genius to know what this means.

He stumbles back out of the closet in a dazed manner and sits upon the edge of the bed with a thud. His mouth is agape and he cannot stop the flow of tears as he recalls the words he threw at her just a short while ago. He is even more worried for y/n and now his unborn child. Why did he have to be so stupid and rash he inwardly scolds. Those and other thoughts are crashing around his head. It feels like a hurricane and he is unable to reel back his raging thoughts and emotions. He’s on the verge of a breakdown, and the room starts to spin a little, while the edges of his vision get a little blurred together. However, he calms himself down by breathing in and out multiple times. There are more important things, and he has no time to waste time crying at home.

Knowing he needs to get to y/n as soon as he can he puts on his old white vans and a hoodie before he sprints out the door. He tries his best not to speed to the hospital but seems to hit every red light. “Gosh dammit! Move!” he yells at no particular car while hitting his steering wheel with his fist. Tears are pouring down his face as he thinks that his last words to his beautiful wife may have been him screaming at her to just fucking get out of his face. He doesn’t even notice that he has surpassed the speed limit until the sounds of sirens and flashing lights flood his senses behind him.

Looking in the rearview mirror he sees the officer trailing him. So, with much reluctance, he pulls off to the shoulder and puts the car into park. Still looking in the mirror, he sees the seemingly middle-aged officer get out of the car and approach his window. Rolling it down he waits for the officer to speak.

“Young man, are you aware that you were going 15 miles per hour over the posted speed limit? Care to enlighten me as to why you are in such a hurry?”

Shawn looks down at his lap to his fidgeting hands before saying, “Yes Officer, and it won’t happen again...i-it’s just that my wife is in the hospital and I-I just found out she’s pregnant. And I told her to leave the house a-and she wouldn’t have been in a crash if it weren’t for me. I’m the worst husband ever.” he stutters out, once again on the verge of tears.

The officer looks at him with pity and nods. “Well, we better get you to the hospital as soon as we can.”

Shawn’s head snaps up. “W-what!? Really! Thank you so much, officer! Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

Chuckling, he replies, “I can see the love and worry you have for her, it’s not every day that I see that much love and devotion in such a young man.”

Shawn made it to the hospital in record time with the officer leading the way. Once he parked he was out of his car, sprinting inside to the front desk. He was met by a rather short woman with a bright, friendly smile.

“I’m here to see Y/N Mendes.” he stated while fidgeting with his hands.

The bright lady smiled up at Shawn and nodded. She typed a few things into her computer, before stating, “yes..um she just got out of surgery a bit ago, and is in room 219.” He nodded and was about to turn around when he heard her say, “oh...and sir, it will be just fine, she’s going to be okay.”

He just gave a halfhearted smile and made his way to her room. Each step felt like a mile, but as the room neared he began to get nervous, not knowing how she was going to react after their last conversation.

Nearing the door he took a deep breath before pushing aside his worry. Peering in he saw the cut and bruised face of his beautiful wife Y/N. He slowly neared the bed and pulled up one of the chairs. He was quick to grab the hand that had no tubes or wires in it, and softly placed kisses on it.

“I love you so much Y/N, and I’m so sorry for yelling at you baby. You just need to wake up for me, and you can yell at me all you want okay?” he sniffled. He looked up at her face, and just let the tears flow. Laying his head by her stomach he stayed there for what could’ve been hours or minutes. The stress of the situation finally overtook him, and he was welcomed into a deep restless sleep. Darkness surrounded him, but he didn’t mind.

He was awoken by scratching on his head. Still slightly asleep he peered up at his wife. He didn’t expect to see her gleaming, y/e/c eyes staring back at him. Fully awake now he jumped up and gently grabbed her face. Before any words were spoken he leaned in for a kiss. It was a beautiful kiss, relaying all the emotions that couldn’t be said.

Finally breaking for air, Shawn moved in closer. They were startled by the door opening and a nurse walking in. He just sat there as the nurse carried out the examination. Few words were spoken, but that was okay with him.

The doctor come in a few minutes after the nurse took their exit. Speaking to Y/n he explained the procedure, and the recovery process. She also stepped closer while Shawn stepped out of the room to answer a call from his mother, so he could update her about Y/n. In his leave the doctor also talked about their unborn baby. She covered how they were perfectly fine and there were no complications. Leaving the room, it was another couple minutes before Shawn poked his head in.

After a couple of minutes of silence, Y/N spoke up. “Shawn...I-I uh…”

He waited for her to continue, but when she didn’t he too spoke up. “I’m sorry Y/N. I was such a- such a dick. I yelled at you and kicked you out, a-and I made you crash. It’s my fault Y/N. I- I am so sorry, will you e-”

Before he could finish, Y/N spoke up. “Hey, don’t take all the blame. I didn’t trust you as a wife should. Don’t be hanging yourself for this...okay? I’m okay. I need you to be competent for our baby Shawn.”

Up till that moment, Shawn had forgotten, or more like avoided the subject for fear that something had happened to his unborn child, but it all came rushing back. Tears gleamed at the corner of his eyes. “Y/N, we’re going to be parents...wow.” he chuckled through his tears. He leaned in so that his forehead was touching hers, “I love you so much, Mrs. Mendes, and I’ll never yell at you again. If I do, slap me one.”

Y/N just chuckled, and connected their lips once more before whispering “I love you too Shawn.”

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Thanks again for reading...send me ideas for a new story...and feedback? do I need to expand my vocabulary and writing skills? lmk

[kiramdd]

what in the world did i just watch?!

[daddymendes]

Surprise (Shawn Mendes x Reader)

*In this you’re Brian’s sister*

*3rd person’s POV*

(Y/N) was currently rummaging through her clothes as she was pack her suitcase for a trip. You see, (Y/N) boyfriend, Shawn, was currently on tour for 4 months now and (Y/N) started to miss him dearly. So she took matters into her own hands and planned a surprise visit to her boyfriend.

So she contacted her brother, Brian and Shawn’s bandmate, Geoff. Together they planned how she was gonna surprise Shawn. The plan was for (Y/N) to come to Italy (where Shawn was at that time) and surprise him while he was perfroming a song on stage infront of all her fans.

Within the next few minutes, she had everything she needed packed up in the now closed suitcase.

*(Y/N)’s POV*

Once I was done packing, I went to my bathroom to change into the clothes I would wear to the airport.

I changed into baby blue jeans and one of Shawn’s grey hoodie that I stole from his suitcase before tour.

Once I was done packing all my stuff, I grabbed my handbag which contained my laptop, laptop charger, my phone charger, spare clothes, chewing gum and snacks.

I grabbed my suitcase, rolled it down the stairs and out the door and packed it into my car. I locked the house door before climbing into my car and pulling out of the driveway.

The ride to the airport was quiet with the faint sound of the radio playing in the background. Suddenly one of Shawn’s songs came on and I immediately put the volume up. I felt something warm in my chest. I always feel like this whenever I hear Shawn’s songs on the radio. To think that, that is the same kid that sat in his bedroom doing covers on vine is crazy.

The car ride went by pretty fast as soon after, I found myself checking my suitcase in and already passed security and was now waiting for my flight to be called.

I decided to call Brian to update him on the plan. I texted him asking if Shawn was with him and if yes, he should go to another room so that I could call him.

A few minutes later, I got a facetime call incoming from Brian. I accepted the call and Brian’s face popped up along with Geoff in the background.

“Hey! I’m at the airport waiting for my flight right now” I said

“Nice. We’ve just finished practice and your boyfriend is looking pretty sad right now” Geoff said

“Awe bless him! Let’s hope our little surprise will brighten his mood a little” I said

“I’m sure it will. He’s whipped for you” Brian said

We all laughed and continued talking for a bit more until my flight was called. We said our goodbyes and see you later and ended the call.

I grabbed my stuff before heading towards my boarding gate. I showed the lady my passport and boarding pass before I was allowed to get in.

I walked down the tunnel to the plane before I found my seat that was next to the hublot. I placed my bag under the seat in front of me before I connected my earphones to my phone and listened to my music.

For the next few minutes, the plane started moving from it’s parked space towards the runway. At this point I just blanked out and within the next few minutes I was passed out.

*Few hours later*

I was woken up by the plane shaking like hell. I opened my eyes an looked out the hublot and I realised that we were landing. Once the plane hit the Italian ground, I grabbed my stuff and headed to the baggage belt.

Whilst waiting, I took out my phone and texted Brian saying that I arrived. He replied that he had a car waiting for me outside.

Once I got my luggage I headed out to the pick up area where I spotted a man standing there with a sign with my name on it. I walked towards him and greeted him. He turned out to be pretty friendly.

He grabbed my luggage and headed out to the parking lot where a back SUV was waiting there. He placed my luggage in the trunk and I climbed on the backseat. He climbed into the drivers seat and started heading out.

*Few minutes later*

The car pulled my to a hotel and I climbed out. I thanked the driver and grabbed my luggage. I walked into the hotel to be greeted my cold AC air. I looked around and spotted Brian sitting in the lobby area waiting for something.

Once he noticed me, he walked towards me with a smile.

“Hey lil sis” He greeted and hugged me

“Hey big bro” I said back

“We gotta get your to your floor before Shawn arrives” He said grabbing my luggage

“When is he supposed to be here?” I asked walking besides him

“Anytime soon. We just have time to get you hidden” He said

We entered a glass elevator that had a view on the lobby. As the elevator started going up, that’s when we saw Shawn walk in with the rest of his crew. But luckily he didn’t look into the elevator and I passed unnoticed.

The elevator doors opened and revealed on of th emany floors in the hotel. Brian walked ahead as I followed behind him.

“The only problem is that you’re on the same floor as all of us. So be careful not to get caught” Brian said as he opened a room door

“After you” Brian said as he steped out of the door way

I walked into the door way and walked through the door.

“You’ll just stay here for a few hours before you surprise Shawn during the concert” Brian said sitting down in the office chair.

I sat down opposite of him, on the bed.

“So, how’s it been?” I asked reffering to the tour

“It’s been great. Good vibes all along. Great people too!” He said

“I missed Teddy so much. I gotta see her as soon as possible” I said

“Oh trust me, she missed you too” He said

We kept on talking about anything that came up in our minds until it was time for Shawn and the team to head out to the stadium where the concert would take place. And Brian had to go along with them because he technically was part of teh team now.

So I was left alone for about an hour and I decided to change out of my clothes into cleaner clothes before Brian called me to tell me that there was a car downstairs waiting for me.

I walked out of my room to the lobby and I greeted the driver. I climbed in and he immediately started driving towards the venue. When we arrived, before I walked towards the venue, I called Brian saying that I was gonna walk in.

As I ended the call, I thanked the driver and walked to the backdoor. As I entered, I was greeted by Brian. I quickly pulled me towards a room afr away from all the commotion.

“That’s the only place you can stay in until Shawn goes on” Brian said

“Okay, that’s fine. It’s just a few minutes” I said and shrugged and sat down on a random box

“BTW can you get Teddy to come here? Don’t tell her I’m here tho” I said

“Sure. Be right back!” He said and walked out of the room

I waited for less than 2 minutes before the door opened and revealed Teddy. She took a glance at me before her face turned into pure shock.

“OMG! YOU’RE HERE!” She screamed but I shushed her before she caught the attention of anyone else

“Shhh! Shawn doesn’t know yet! I’m planning on surpirising him” I said

“Awe you guys are the cutest!” She sqealed

Teddy and I kept talking until we heard Shawn’s entrance song. We then decided that it was safe to get out of the small room and so we did.

Teddy lead me towards the wings where everyone was stading, watching Shawn’s performance.

Once they realised I was here they all greeted me.

“Heyy! You made it!” Geoff said

“Finally! I’m glad all the whining is gonna stop!” Andrew said and sigh

“Whining?” I asked

“Yeah your boyfriend kept going on about how he missed you and everytime you wouldn’t answer his calls he would always be in a bad mood. Always being down, sulky but I’m glad It’s gonna be over soon!” He added

“Oh wow. I didn’t expect that from him” I said

“So when are you gonna surprise him?” Geoff asked

“Last song maybe?” I said unsure

“Yeah sure. That’s ‘If I can’t have you’ which I know you love” Geoff said

“Oh my god yay!” I exclaimed

During the whole concert we kept on dancing and singing along with Shawn and the fans.

When the time finally came, Shawn was introducing his last song, ‘In my blood’ and I couldn’t help but feel anxious.

“Tell me when to go on” I said to Geoff

“Sure” He replied

I let most of the song pass and we were now at the last chorus of the song.

Geoff made a sign to me that I should now step on and I did. Shawn was forward at the edge of the stage, close to the fans.

I truned my head to the right and saw Zubin that looked at me shocked. I chuckled at his expression and greeted him with a head sign and placed my pointer finger to my lips in a ‘shhh’ sign. He nodded and I walked froward.

I slowly approached Shawn and as some fans noticed my presence, they screamed out even louder if that was even possible. I noticed how Shawn slightly looked confused but continued on.

When I was right behind him, I innocently tapped on his shoulder. He confusedly looked over his shoulder to see who was behind him and as soon as his eyes met mine his jaw fell to the floor.

He swung his guitar onto his back, picked me up and hugged me. I squealed as I didn’t expect him to do such thing.

“Oh my god! I can’t believe this! You’re here!” Shawn said

“Yes Shawn I’m here and I’m staying for the rest of the tour!” I said

“Couldn’t be better!” Shawn said

We kept staring into each others eyes simultaneously forgetting about the thousand of fans watching.

And they soon started chanting “KISS! KISS! KISS!”

We both turned our heas towards them and smiled to each other.

“Guess we gotta give the fans what they want” Shawn said with a smirk

I smiled at him, leaned in and soon enough our lips met and we could here the fans going wild!

In the end it was all worth it. I was so happy to be back in Shawn’s arms and so excited for the rest of the tour. I could tell that we would make many more happy memories!

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Baby Smoove / Sidney

42 Dugg / SpinDatBac

GRINDHARD E x ATM ALEE x SHREDGANG HORSE / DRAG RACING

TpsEastsidewill feat. TpsJay / Throw It Back

Tadoe / Da Gloden One

Bandgang Lonnie Bands / Tears

Los and Nutty / The Reason

Certified Trapper / Chemone (Come On Yeah) Pt. 2

Lil Tony Official / Gun Smoke

PCF Jaey x Lil Tony / Bad Asf

Sexyy Red ft. Chief Keef / Bow Bow Bow (F My Baby Dad) (Glo-Mix)

YoungFootSoldier / Drag Szn

Youngfootsoldier / Federal

Skino / Smack Em

Lil Dude x Skino / Offense

KP Skywalka / Another Name Song

70th Street Carlos / Feeling Good

Fredo Bang / Act Like You Can't Think

Fredo Bang / Tag Me In

TEC / 4EVER LIKE THAT

DaBoii / Drop Pin

EBK Jublockshotta / Extra Petty

Kodak Black / 2'CY

SpliffJit / Dying breed

Hurricane Wisdom ft Wizz Havinn / Havinn It

Real Boston Richey & Woodboy Gee feat Wizz Havinn / Choose One

Tay Savage & Trigga500K / CLEARING THE AIR

Trigga500k / Havin Motion

BossMan Dlow Ft. Loe Shimmy / I4 Music

Real Boston Richey ft. YTB Fatt / The Type

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Baby Jamo / Backdoor Con Artist

Guap / Big 37

Guap / Rich Off Robberies

TrapHard Swagg / Sneaky Iverson

TrapHard Swagg / Retirement One

ST6 JodyBoof / Trapping & Shooting

Cruddy Marie / Hell of a Two

youngfootsoldier / Most Wanted

Yung Threat / Se Grim Reaper

3o$oma / The Cheat Code

Skino / BlackBox Music - EP

Skino / BlackBox Music 2 - EP

KP GRETZKY / Me & Krissy 2

KP SKYWALKA / Rhythm & Bip (Deluxe)

HavinMotion / Bang Music - EP

Lil Tony Official / 2 Sides 2 Every Story

Lil Tony Official / Let Me Fuck

Hariroc & Lil Tony Official / Swaggbaggs

The Paper Chasing Family / Pretty Hoes Love Pape

PCF Jaey / Seen Me Coming

PCF Jaey / Chasin Pape

Taz3dz / Gangsta Fever

Doddie Savage / B.Z.G

DoowopOfficial / Russian Roulette

Stacks Osama / Who Am I

Berner & OhGeesy / Trophies

E-40 / Rule of Thumb: Rule 1

Lil B / Winged Wheelchair Squad

Yhung Wayne & Yhung T.O. / Females On My Trapline - EP

Nef The Pharaoh / 4Eva The Pharaoh

DaBoii / No Bail

GS Ash, SSRich33 & SleezeteamK3 / 333

LulSnake / Free LulSnake

EBK madmaxx / Mad At the World

EBK Lulmaxx / Ty4fwm - EP

Lil Wet / What it iz, What it ain't

Bossman Dlow / 2 Slippery

Wizz Havinn / Super Wizz: The Sequel

G40 / Way Bigger

Gitt Swift / Interstate Music

Fly Chicken Family / Fly Chicken Family Vol.1

Wayne616 / GREASE FILES 2

Louie Ray / Lead by Example

YN Jay & RMC Mike / Drake & Josh 2 - EP

AK Bandamont / AK vs Everybody (Deluxe)

AK Bandamont / Bandit Mix 2 - EP

Damjonboi / Number 33

Baby Smoove / Young Rich Bastard

Big Jungle / Main Character Energy

Shaudy Kash / Smooth Operator

Shaudy Kash / Mr. Bitche$$$

Trdee / Early Mornings, Late Nights (Deluxe)

1Up Tee / Upper

Certified Trapper / Deep End

TpsEastsidewill / Twerk Something

Shawn Ferrari / Real Trapper 2

Valee, Top$ide & Trap-A-Holics

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Rx Papi / My Name Is My Name

RXKNephew & Harry Fraud / LIFE AFTER NEPH

RXKNephew / Summer In Miami

RXKNephew / Shawty RXK Too 3

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