#shawn mendes fanfiction

[iamgonnagetyouback]

HEYYY BAE HOW ARE YOU soo i got request about Shawn Mendes and like it like him in an interview saying how most of his lyrics is about reader or memory with her and they are dating AND THANK YOUU

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synopsis: ever since you started dating shawn, you've noticed how much of his music is about you but you never expected him to say it out loud on national tv content warnings: lots of fluff, excessive cheesiness, shawn being a total simp author's note: hey angel ♡ thank you so much for requesting! i'm doing great btw, how are you?

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You sat on the couch with a cozy blanket wrapped around you, sipping a cup of tea as the familiar face of your boyfriend appeared on the TV screen. The interviewer smiled brightly, introducing Shawn and his latest album, and you couldn't help but feel a swell of pride in your chest. He had been working so hard, pouring his heart and soul into every song, and now the world was about to hear his story.

"And, of course, we have to talk about these lyrics," the interviewer began, pulling out a card with a smirk. "Fans have been speculating—who is the muse behind the songs? Especially the one that goes, 'I'm a couple hundred miles from Japan, and I was thinking I could fly to your hotel tonight.'"

You knew that song. Your heart raced as you remembered the day Shawn had written it. He had been on tour, far away, missing you like crazy. He'd called you late at night, voice soft and full of longing as he spoke about how much he wanted to be with you, no matter the distance. And now here it was, out in the world for everyone to hear.

Shawn chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck, a telltale sign he was about to get shy. "Yeah, that one’s… well, it’s about my girlfriend," he admitted, his cheeks slightly pink. "A lot of my songs are, actually."

You felt your heart do a little flip. Hearing him say that on national television was surreal.

The interviewer leaned forward, intrigued. "So, most of your lyrics are about her?"

"Yeah," Shawn nodded with a soft smile, his eyes lighting up as he thought about you. "She's... she's incredible. I mean, we’ve been together for a while now, and every time I’m with her, it’s just..." He paused, his voice lowering as if he was only speaking to you. "Every night I’m with her, I fall more in love. You know? Like in the song—‘Now I’m laying by your side, everything feels right since you came along.’”

Your breath caught in your throat. You weren’t expecting him to quote those lyrics on air, let alone say it with such raw emotion.

The interviewer smiled, clearly touched by Shawn’s sincerity. "That's beautiful, Shawn. Fans are going to be so jealous of her."

Shawn laughed, but his gaze softened. "I’m the lucky one. She makes everything better. And, you know, sometimes when I'm far away—like on tour in Japan or wherever—I'm just thinking about how I can get back to her as soon as possible."

You felt tears prick the corners of your eyes. The love he was describing, the way he spoke about you with such reverence, made your heart swell.

Back on the screen, the interview wrapped up, and Shawn waved to the camera before they cut to commercial. As soon as the show ended, your phone buzzed with a text.

Shawn: Did you watch it? You: I did. You’re so cheesy. Shawn: Only for you ;)

You smiled, typing quickly.

You: It was perfect. You were perfect. I miss you. Shawn: Miss you more. I’ll be home soon. Promise.

You curled back into the couch, heart warm and full. Shawn had a way of making you feel like the center of his universe, whether he was a couple hundred miles away or right there by your side. And knowing that so many of the lyrics that touched millions of hearts were about you? It was a feeling you’d never get used to—but you cherished every second of it.

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[homeofthelonelywriter]

Celebs - Masterlist

Tom Hiddleston:

Series:

🌺 Take the Stage: While once again sneaking out of the Palace, you meet an actor...let’s just say there is something between you two. (Royal! Reader)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15 | Part 16 | Part 17 | Part 18 | Part 19 | Part 20 | Part 21 | Part 22 | Part 23 | Part 24 | Part 25 | Part 26 | Part 27 | Part 28 | Part 29 | Part 30 | Part 31

Romeo to my Juliet: You are a student and a teacher at a college in Lodon, which is the same place a very handsome acting professor is employed. Discontinued for now.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

🌺 New Beginning:

(Part 1) | Part 2 | Part 3

Headcanons:

HC - Tom Hiddleston x clumsy!Reader

HC - Tom helps Reader deal with anxiety and stress

HC - Tom loves Reader’s boobs

Oneshots:

Forgotten Fears - The Reader had some bad experiences with her ex-boyfriend when he was drunk and is still traumatised by that. What happens when Tom forgets about that fear of hers?

Kinky Surprise - pure smut

Application - When you loose a bet, you are forced to send an application for Loki’s love interest. Who would have thought that they actually want to meet you?

Jealousy - Tom is insecure because of your age gap. What will happen when he sees you with one of your co-workers who is about your age?

Hidden - As an artist, you find a way to tell Tom that you’re pregnant

Bun in the oven - Pregnany reveal and a proposal. What could go wrong?

Drunken Start - After a night out with his buddies, Tom calls you, neither rembering you, nor how he got your number

Trick or Treat - Halloween Special

Best boyfriend in the world - You have trouble sleeping, so Tom decides to help you out

Dance with me - Reader and Tom slow-dance in Paris

Diary - Tom finds your diary while you’re moving and reads it

Drabbles:

Christmas Surprise - Christmas Drabble

Let it snow! - Christmas Drabble

Drabble #75

Drabble #3

Imagines:

Imagine while on vacation with your BFF you catch Tom Hiddleston during a photoshoot. Your BFF makes sure he remembers you.

Imagine tagging Tom Hiddleston in a meme and actually getting a reaction.

Benedict Cumberbatch:

Drabbles:

Drabble #69

Sebastian Stan:

Drabbles:

Drabble #46

Shawn Mendes:

Series:

🌺 Better that way: When Shawn’s girlfriend finds out that she is pregnant, she decides that she can’t burden the superstar with a child. She makes decisions which may seem stupid, but she knows that it’s Better that way.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9

🌺 Surprise: Walking a Victorias Secret show was an honour already, but being able to see your boyfriend while doing so? Pure bliss. Especially when he has a little surprise for you.

Part 1 | Part 2

🌺 Fan Mail: Writing to Shawn every so often paid off when he asked you to come to one of his shows.

Part 1 | Part 2

Oneshots:

When you’re ready - Inspired by his song

Guard my heart - You are a part of the security at one of Shawn’s shows and he notices you

Nervous - Inspired by his song

One more chance - Filming an explanation video why Shawn and you broke up, leads to some interesting realisations

In my Blood - Inspired by his song (Triggers)

Late Late Show - You are present during your boyfriend’s appearance on the Late Late Show with James Cordan. Let’s just say it was disgusting.

Sad song - Shawn finds out you can sing during a very sad occasion

Tom Holland:

Migraine - rl!friend has a Migraine and Tom wants and tries to comfort her

Back to the Master-Masterlist

[shawnpetermuffins]

[violetsandfluff]

Lucid Dreaming

a/n: I’m soooo sorry this has taken forever! I hope you’re still around

wc: 1.4k

The line between friends and acquaintances was always foggy. At what point did someone go from being a casual encounter to a bosom friend? Some people seem to radiate a type of energy immediately recognizable as “friend energy,” and Shawn was one of those people for you. His gorgeous smile and contagious laugh made him enjoyable to be around, you couldn’t help it. Even if you had only met him briefly here and there, you couldn’t help but refer to him as your friend behind closed doors.

Everyone around him loved him, understandably, and it wasn’t as if they could prevent it. He was unconditionally outgoing, always ready to listen or laugh. When he talked to you, he made eye contact like you were the only thing in the world. He never failed to make you feel special, but then again, he treated everyone like that. Occasionally, (more often than not), it made you jealous to see him with anyone else but he hardly knew you. What could you expect?

“Someone’s jealous,” your best friend would tease whenever she caught you staring at him forlornly, eyes green with envy.

“I’m not jealous,” you would protest. “I don’t even know him.”

It was true that you had only been on the receiving end of his undying attention a handful of times, but you felt like the entire world rested on those moments. He haunted your dreams with his gorgeous honey-brown eyes and adorable curls, his rosy cheeks, and his uplifting, luminous smile. His lush pink lips always accompanied these dreams, along with his pearly teeth, perfectly defined abs, and smooth, able hands, which had a habit of snaking up your thighs when you least expected them.

Occasionally, he managed to lose his illustrious demeanor in your dreams, appearing as either a frat boy or an affectionate boyfriend, but he was the same Shawn both ways, the one you barely knew, yet couldn’t live without.

Almost as a survival instinct, your dreams began coming true.

One day, you ran into him at a grocery store. Miraculously, you ended up behind him in line, close enough to smell the faint, masculine scent etched into the air. He was dressed in skinny black jeans and a simple white t-shirt, accentuating his broad back and muscular shoulders. His hair was arranged in a perfect mass of curls atop his head, and you couldn’t help but admire it… until he turned around to meet you.

His dark eyebrows raised in surprise as he recognized you, and you couldn’t pull your skittish eyes from his warm, welcoming ones. Just as he opened his mouth to speak to you, the woman in front of him in line finished checking out. He turned away without a word and, once you had finished checking out, he was gone.

He was such a curse. The mere thought of him plagued your mind, making it all but impossible to concentrate on anything. Any encounter with him had you fucked for weeks; dreaming about him at night, during the day, and every moment in between.

One night, you dreamed about seeing him at the beach.

The ocean spanned endlessly before you, wafting its warm, salty breeze toward you tantalizingly. You were alone, dressed in an emerald green swimsuit that accentuated your body perfectly. A layer of sunscreen on top of your newly-tanned skin made you glow in the sunlight. Your hair was tossed carelessly into a messy bun atop your head, along with a pair of sunglasses you didn’t plan on wearing.

You laid your towel down on the sand a few yards away from the beach access and assessed your surroundings. A large group of people was congregated about waist-deep in the water, but one man, in particular, caught your attention. He was tall and muscular, his back tanned by the sun, and his helmet of curls dripping wet with saltwater.

Part of you wanted to believe this someone was Shawn. As nonchalantly as you could, you began creeping slowly closer, pretending to snap pictures of the horizon as you waded into the crystal-clear waters.

A water fight broke out among the group, and the man ducked towards you, laughing, to escape a blow from a beer can now filled with water. Your breath caught in your throat as you caught a glimpse of his face, but you couldn’t tell whether or not it was him.

He visibly noticed you, his hazel eyes fixed on you, and your heart caught in your throat. As soon as it started, however, his attention returned to the water fight.

Another night, you dreamed that you met him, suddenly an attractive bartender, at a club. And yet another night, he brought you home with him from the same club. He laid you in his bed beside him for the night, lying down himself as far away from you as he could to give you respectful space.

Before he knew it, however, you were in his arms with your face buried in his bare chest as you breathed in his scent and traced the contour of his arms, which laid in stark tan contrast against the immaculate white sheets. Your fingers roamed his unclothed upper body, tracing his intricate tattoos meticulously while he fussed over your hair.

“You can’t go to sleep with it down,” he reasoned as you fought his arms in order to trace his guitar skyline tattoo. “It’ll get all tangled and knotty. If you’ll let me braid it, it’ll be smooth and wavy when you wake up. It won’t take forever, I promise.”

“Can you do it later?” you bargained as your hands ventured to his pecs once more to feel the hard muscles move beneath your palms as he rolled over to face you.

“It’s past midnight already, darling. Don’t you think sleep should be a priority?”

“No,” you stated blankly, mulling the situation over in your head before adding, “but I will let you braid my hair.”

Shawn’s fingers made quick work of weaving your hair into two broad French braids. He admired his work once he was done.

“It’s about bedtime now, don’t you think?” he asked sheepishly, to your dismay.

“Please, let me finish tracing your tattoos,” you pleaded, reaching for his hand and clutching it to your chest.

“Finish the swallow and we can go to sleep,” he compromised. “You can finish in the morning. You’re much drunker than I am, but we could both use the rest.”

It was true that you were exhausted at that moment, longing to curl up against your hookup’s chest and melt into him as your world dissolved into that of a dream. The temptation overcame you. You lost yourself in his comforting warmth as his hands caressed your back steadily. His chest rose and fell beside you, creating a rhythm that lulled you to sleep.

Your subconscious made you feel safe and secure encompassed in Shawn’s strong arms, and beside his broad, muscular chest. When you awoke in the morning, feeling rejuvenated and chipper, you reached for him as you had done every morning you’d woken up beside him. Something was different, though.

Shawn was nowhere to be found.

You opened your eyes to see your own familiar bed, in your own familiar bedroom, and the same familiar sunlight streaming through your sheer curtains.

A dissatisfied puff of air escaped your lips as you tried to recall the dream, now hazy in your mind. All you could think about was Shawn, and how the truth was that he could be anywhere with anyone right then, and you had no say in it. Your dream world could be some lucky person’s reality, and you would never know.

A tear of frustration slipped from your tear line down your cheek, but before you could wipe it away, a smooth, low voice cut through your silence.

“I didn’t know you were still here.”

“What?”

“Nothing. I just thought you’d gone home.” You felt the side of the bed dip as he sat down on it, rolling onto his side and perching his chin on your shoulder. He moved his large hands to your hips, holding them tightly as he kissed your cheek. His pink lips were smooth and consoling against your skin.

You allowed them to roam freely across your face and travel down your neck and shoulders, left exposed by a skimpy spaghetti-strap tank top. His fingers ran down your arms delicately, conditioned and calloused by his guitar strings. Goosebumps rose in the wake of his touch.

“Oh, look at you,” he hummed, pleasantly surprised by the slick, moist coating in your panties upon further inspection. “All it takes is for me to leave, hm? Tell me, dear. What were you up to while I was gone?”

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[shawnficsbyme-me]

A/N: Using Shawn as a face claim in my first fic in FOREVER. technically had to change his name to fit the time period lol… but still… I know literally no one will read it but still here a a sneak peak and a shout into the void!

Dearest gentle reader, this author has it on good authority that this season will be the most tantalizing yet. With new settlers moving in from different continents, and the war coming to an end… it is with the utmost importance that the courtship of the queens court continues. First to kick off the season, the incorrigible Mamas must all make an appearance at the annual Smythe-Smith musical. The ball for all the who’s who of the Ton. The Bridgertons surely will be in attendance, the Featheringtons and the Mendentons too… considering all of these powerful families are part of the queens’ court, they will undoubtedly show face. The next in line Earl of KillMartin; Seanathan Mendenton, though known to be a Capital R’ Rake, is set to find a wife this season. His father is looking to retire to Killmartin house in Scotland in just two years time. The young earl must take a wife and produce an heir within that time lest the younger brother Raymond is set to take his place, having already found a bride in Ms Hyacinth Bridgerton. An unlikely paring turned Queens choice by the end of last marriage Mart. This season is set to be one to watch as the Earl of KillMartin is the most eligible bachelor this season, And the diamond Ms. Raneea Pepperacher, are linked by not only lust, but anger and hatred. Will they be a match made in heaven with true love at the center, or will the second son inherited the Earldom.

Reneea Pepperacher:

[mywrittingwonderland]

5. Everything means nothing if I don’t have you

Some more fluffiness of my favorite couple.

Is someone even reading this? LOL!

Have fun! And I apologize for the mistakes in advance.

- - - -

June

Sophia hadn’t really left Shawn’s house much since they became official. They were unofficially living together, after the first week she had her own key, her own drawer and even her own working spot close to him. The first time they were apart was when Shawn had to go on a day trip for press, and neither of them were able to sleep that well that night. He was so used to her using him as her own personal pillow that he missed the way her head would always be laying on his chest, right above his heart. No matter how they would go to sleep without fail that’s how they would wake up. He felt unease and regret for not catching the 1a.m. flight after the red carpet and getting back to her sooner, he thought about calling her but he also didn’t want to risk waking her up. Just when he was about to give up and go read a book instead of sleeping he felt his phone vibrating.

“Hi Baby, I thought you were in dreamland when we hanged up” He said, remembering how he stayed on the phone with her to make sure she would sleep.

“Shawn” Her voice sounded trembly and he did not like that for one second.

“What’s up, Honey?” he asked switching the call so he could see her and make sure she was okay.

“I miss you”

“I miss you too, I will be home later today”. He said bitting on his lip and wishing he could hug her out of whatever was bothering her. “Did something happen?” 

“I had a nightmare” 

“You had a nightmare? Oh, I am so sorry, Lovey. Do you wanna talk about it?”

“You were coming back from the red carpet and someone shot you right before you entered the house. And then- then…” 

“Hey, I am okay. No bullets, I promise.” He said trying to calm her down. He also looked up the next flight he could take, since he had no hopes of getting back to sleep. “Baby I am changing my flight, I will be home in 3hs”.

“Wait, no Shawn, you should get some sleep. I shouldn’t have called you.” She said instantly getting worried.

“No, Honey, I couldn’t get to sleep without you anyways, don’t worry. We can sleep the whole day together with no nightmares.” He said, texting Andrew to let him know he was going home sooner, and getting up to get dressed and leave. 

- - - - - -

July

“So, are you officially living together or what?” Brian asked after crashing the couple’s breakfast for the 2nd time that week. Sophia had just left to go to the toilet so he jumped the question.

“Hm, I mean, no, not really”. Shawn replied, sounding a bit unsure. They hadn’t really discussed much about their living situation, although Sophia was not going to her house that much. Brian looked at him silently asking if he was sure about that. “She has her place with Connor remember?” 

“Do you remember?” He asked.

“Oh shut up”.

“Shawn, seriously, are you sure you two are not going way too fast? Don’t get me wrong, I know you haven’t been this happy since I have known you, but tour stats in a few months and I am just worried you might lose your sense of personal space or something” 

“Brian what are you talking about?”. He asked, really not understanding what Brian was up to.

“All I am saying is, it might be harder for you when you go away. I just don’t want you to have one more thing to be anxious over, that’s all.” He said, but before Shawn could think of a reply on how crazy Brian was sounding Sophia got back to the table and they dropped the topic. 

Sophia half heard the conversation and got a little self conscious, she thought she might be imposing her presence too much in Shawn’s space and she got worried about what Brian was saying. If he got back to touring and he was more anxious because of her she wouldn’t be able to forgive herself, so she made a personal note to go sleep home that night. Once Shawn was gone for the studio she made him a fresh batch of cookies, because he happened to mention he was craving cookies that morning, and then she got her book in the nightstand and her working equipment before driving for her house. 

“Hellooo”. She said as soon as she got inside, expecting Connor to be there. But then she remembered he would definitely be with Shawn in the studio, so she just ended up in her kitchen making herself some tea and getting back to writing. 

Shawn on the other hand finally got to finish his talk with Brian, this time with Connor also present while they were on their lunch break with takeout pizza, since Shawn didn’t wanna leave the studio and find a restaurant without paps.

“Connor, do you also think Sophia and Shawn are just going too fast?”. Brian blunted out making Shawn drop his pizza slice and look at him as of saying: not this again.

“As long as he has no intentions of breaking by best friend’s heart I think they are doing okay, you tell us Shawn”.

“I think Brian is way too invested in my love life all of a sudden”. Shawn said, getting a bit annoyed.

“Bro, I am honestly just worried about you”. He said putting up his arms in surrender.

“I thought about what you said this morning, and perhaps it was my mistake to not ask her to move in already. I know it might seem like we are going too fast, but I just really love her so much, and I wanna spend every single minute I can with her before we actually have to be apart for tour.” He explained. “And Connor I have no intention of breaking my soulmate’s heart, ever.” 

The boys continued to talk for a little bit before Shawn had to get back to rehearsals. Shawn was relieved when his day was over, he missed Sophia, and she hadn’t texted him the entire day, which was making him worry something was up. When he entered the house he immediately felt the smell of cookies in the air, it looked like she had just pulled them out of the over some minutes ago. 

“Babyyy, where are you? These are so good.” He said grabbing a cookie and going searching for her around the condo. He quickly noticed she wasn’t in any of her spots and her book and computer were also not in the house, so he grabbed the phone and called her.

Sophia completely forgot about her phone, she used to do that a lot whenever she would get lost in a book.

“Wait Shawn, I literally just got home. Phi, are you home?” Connor asked giggling between his keys, phone and camera bag. She wasn’t in the kitchen anymore, Connor went to look at her tiny library and found her very deep into reading. “Yeah she is here. Okay sure, I will let her know” 

“Oh hey Con, I swear I didn’t see you there”

“Yeah I noticed. Shawn is coming over by the way.” Connor said making his way to sit beside his friend. “He was super worried when he got home and your cookies were there but you weren’t” 

“Oh, that wasn’t my intention, I mean he did want cookies this morning, but I didn’t want to make him worried, I just thought I might give him some space today. Just in case. I have been over his house way too much”. She said, sounding a bit insecure.

“I personally don’t think he minds, but you can talk once he gets here”. He said giving her a kiss on the forehead and leaving her to get back to reading. Shawn was there in less than 15 minutes, and Connor opened up for him.

“She is reading”

Shawn walked inside and went straight to her library, he leaned on the door for a bit observing how focused she was in her book. Until she notice his presence and smiled at him making him instantly smiling back and getting close to her for a kiss.

“You got me worried, Missy” He said waiting for her to mark up her book before engulfing her in a tight hug.

“I am sorry, I just thought I might be way too much in your space, I don’t want to suffocate you”. She said making him frown. “I head a bit of what Brian was saying this morning.” She explained making him understand where she was coming from. 

“I am totally killing Brian tomorrow” He said making her laugh. “Baby you don’t suffocate me”.

“Are you sure? I mean I have been over a lot, and I know it’s not my house, and I don’t-” He interrupted her rambling by kissing her gently.

“I am sure. You could never suffocate me. And about that, I wanted to ask you something”. He said and she waited for him to continue. “Do you wanna just stay over indefinitely? Because, it’s no longer home without you.” 

“Really?”

“Mhm, oh and you can change whatever you want, let’s make it ours?” He said with a big smile on.

“Okay I think I would love that” 

- - - - - - 

August 

“Sweetie, I am sure my parents will love you, in fact I am sure they already love you.” Shawn said trying to reassure his girlfriend.

“Still, Shawn we have to make sure to welcome them properly, so please help me out with what I should cook for them”. She said, half ignoring what he was saying and coming back into what Connor would call the wonder hostess mode.

“Phi, are you sure you don’t want to just order take out? I don’t want you to stress too much about this.” He said, worried that she was overdoing it.

“No, that would make me a very bad hostess. I am not having that. You know that.” She said looking up from the list she was making to make sure he understood what she was saying.

“Okay, fine. I think that your Ravioli al Pesto will make everyone happy”. He gave in, receiving a smile back from her. 

“How about Tiramisu for dessert?”

“That’s perfect, Love.” He kissed her forehead. “My only condition is that you let me help you cook, it will make me feel better”

“But Shawn, you don’t really know how to cook”

“Teach me, please?”

And teach him she would, over the months Shawn learned probable more about cooking than he had his entire life, and he really was up to making the extra effort because she was constantly making him small things, brownies because he seemed sad, blue cookies because she was re-reading Percy Jackson, and many other instances in which she would learn his favorite treats and home made them. He wanted to be able to do the same for her, so he took it very serious.

There was something he was right about though, his family loved her, in fact he thought they might love her even more than he loved her, if that was even possible.

“Phi, you have to come to my Hockey game on Friday, I wanna talk more to you before my brother’s birthday when we have to be with everyone.” Aaliyah said by end of dinner, while helping Sophia with getting dessert.

“Really? I would love to come!” She said getting excited while finishing to cut the tiramisu pieces.

“Can I ask you something?” 

“Yes, go for it” 

“Is my Brother treating you right? Because I swear if he isn’t I will beat him up for you”. Sophia have out a loud laugh at that which made Shawn join the girls in the kitchen.

“What’s up?” 

“I am just checking with her that you are being a gentlemen since she is just way too good, I won’t allow you to break her heart.” Sophia blushed at Aaliyah’s statement and all of a sudden she was a bit overwhelmed by the attention and love the new Mendes was giving her.

“Never, but I appreciate you also taking care of my Angel”. Shawn said grabbing Sophia’s hand for a kiss on her forehead. “Isn’t she cute?” He asked his sister while Sophia conveniently hid her red face in his chest for a second.

“Shawn she might just be my favorite sister, sorry”. Shawn smiled and hugged his girlfriend while still paying attention to Aaliyah.

“I am okay with that”. Shawn said looking at his girlfriend and noticing how her eyes were full of tears.

“You guys are making me cry”. Sophia said, not knowing how to handle the love she was getting. “Come here”. She said hugging Aaliyah. “Thank you, I also can’t wait to have a sister”.

- - - - - - 

September

“So what’s your plan for today”. Connor asked Shawn, and he gave him a clueless look.

“Well, rehearsals? And probably call mom and dad tonight, why?”He questioned the blonde’s sudden interest for his day.

“Shawn you do know what day is today right?” Connor asked, and Shawn quickly revised his brain for something he might have missed, but nothing did come to mind.

“I have no idea what you are talking about Connor, where we supposed to do some external shooting for the doc and I am forgetting it?” Connor eyes widened in surprise for his answer.

“Dude, you are so screwed” 

“What? What did I do?” 

“Phi didn’t happen to mention today is her birthday, right? Why am I not surprised? She  never loved her own birthdays.” He said tapping his friend’s back in comfort.

“Connor, are you serious? Please tell me this is a prank?”Shawn asked fully entering panic mode when he realised he actually never asked his girlfriend when was her birthday, and it happened to be conveniently exactly a month after his, September 8th.

“I would never, here I sent her happy birthday this morning”. He said showing Shawn the text and Sophia’s thank you response.

“Holy shit, I need to go”. Shawn said, quickly looking around and gathering his things and his keys. “Can you smooth things with Andrew for today? I will talk to him later, and thank you, you are the best friend ever” He quickly said running out of the studio and into his car. 

He felt very bad, he never actually asked her when it was, and this week was very crazy with all the final preparations for the Global Citizen’s festival, and also Niall’s birthday coming up. 

“Fuck me, all week talking to her about Niall’s birthday and the festival”. He said gripping on the wheel, he remembered what she did for him on his birthday, she actually organised all the tiny details and baked his cake, he didn’t want anything big, so they all went with his family and the crew to a small retreat in her family’s countryside in London. She also had an amazing gift for him.

“Well, I know that you are allergic to dogs, so I thought maybe I could get you some other kind of best friend, plus Pinky was a bit lonely.” He replayed her words in his head and this new horse that was currently being taken care by her grandparent’s in their farm, and of course he was Pinky’s best friend. He remembered that she also explained to him that she had done a lot of research on anxiety after she was diagnosed soem years ago, and that Pinky helped her a lot, and that she wanted Shawn to also have that new kind of support whenever he had a break and things got too much. 

He quickly stopped at Sophia’s favorite flower shop on the way home. It was this very tiny shop owned by an Italian old lady, and he dropped by every week to pick her something, every time the previous flower was dying he would give her a new one. It was a nice tradition he started after hearing one of Sophia’s grandma story on how she fell in love with her grandpa because he would always bring her a flower, no matter if it was sunny or raining, everyday since they met he would give her a flower. He ended up getting a mixture of her favorites, little delicate white and purple daisies, scorpion grasses and lavender, wrapped with a classic white lace.

When he opened the door of their home it was already 17:00, so he was relieved to see music playing and the lights on. “Hi Baby, I am home”.

“In the kitchen”. She sounded happy, which was a bit of a relief to Shawn. He caught her finishing up the cake she had started the day before, lemon and rose flavoured, he remembered her saying when she asked him to test the filling. It didn’t crossed his mind that she was baking herself a cake, she was constantly baking so he really didn’t think anything different. “What do you think?” She asked, referring to her little cake, decorated with light pink frosting and some rose petals on the top.

“It’s very cute”. He said making his way to her and giving her a kiss. 

“Are these for me?” She asked noticing the bouquet with her favorite flowers on his hand.

“Yes”. He smiled back at her still amazed by the fact that she didn’t seem even the slightest mad at him.

“They are so pretty, thank you.” She hugged him and went to her vase to change her flowers.

“Your welcome, Baby.” He replied observing her untangling the flowers from the lace, taking the old ones, choosing a dying flower and putting inside her book, and then throwing the rest of them out. Without failure she would do that every week.

“Why did you get so many today?” She asked, noticing he got her way more flowers than he usually does. And he looked at her thinking that it wouldn’t surprise him if she forgot her own birthday, she was so worried about everything around her sometimes every so often she would need reminders that she was also important.

“Connor might have let it slip that today is someone’s birthday”. He said getting close to her and pulling the string of hair that escaped her braid out of her face. 

“Oh”. She looked guilty back at him.

“Yeah”. He smiled and gave her a slow kiss followed by a peck on her nose.

“I promise I was gonna tell you.” He giggled and hugged her.

“Happy Birthday, Baby. I love you.” He said kissing her one more time. “What happened that you didn’t tell me?” He asked softly keeping his hands on her back and his forehead on hers.

“After we came back from London, things were just so crazy, there was the iHeartRadio MuchMusic Video Awards, and then and you were so anxious about having to fly to Ireland and doing the festival in New York in a very short span of time, and also the finishing things for tour that have to be settled this until next month. I just didn’t want to bring up one more thing to make it even crazier.” She said explaining the reasoning behind her actions. Shawn immediately felt like she had somehow made him fall even more in love with her. “Also I am not the biggest on my birthdays, I much prefer other’s birthdays”. She bit her lip, nervously looking at him. “I am sorry”. She said, making his heart melt.

“I love you, you know that?” He said, giving her a big smile. “You truly are the kindest person I know”. He kissed her one more time. “Baby, none of these things are even a tiny fraction more important than you… -”

“Shawn… -”

“Wait, let me finish please?” She nodded. “I know things sometimes do get crazy in my life, and I really do appreciate every single thing you have done to support me these past weeks, I don’t think I could have done it without you. In fact I am sure I wouldn’t have managed it, at least not sanely.” He chuckled. “But I really don’t want you to think that you don’t have space to also share your important things, because I want to hear all of them, and I want to also help you get through all of them. You are as much important as I am in this relationship. And honestly, all of this, everything, it means nothing if I don’t have you. All of you.”

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75 from the kiss list?? Thx love

75: Kisses Meant To Distract The Other Person From Whatever They Were Intently Doing 

Shawn’s generally the kind of person who’d rather sit and wait his turn than disturb others, especially you, and distract them from whatever the hell it is that they’re doing. (Even if it’s an intense game of solitaire. Shawn knows better than to interrupt you mid solitaire, and fine, maybe you’re the luckiest girl in the entire world to have ended up with someone as thoughtful, because not everyone respects solitaire. You’re not sure if you do, and you’re the one playing it, so. Yeah. He’s a babe.) Needless to say, then, that it surprises you immensely when he struts in front of you, hands on his hips, and sticks his bottom lip out in feigned hurt when you’re in the middle of an intense game of FIFA. (It seems like you’re always mid something. Mostly his legs, of course, but sometimes other things too.)

Your instant reaction is to whine, because you’re losing by only five goals and Shawn’s huge. You can’t even do the normal dodging and ducking and bouncing to try and see the screen regardless, because when you say he blocks the screen, you mean he blocks all of it. Every single inch. You leap sideways on the couch, extending your leg to poke his, and continue playing.

“Move, bitch!” You say, mostly to Shawn, but somewhat to the little red Firmino lazily sulking in a corner on your screen. You realise that you’re the one controlling the players, realise you suck immensely at doing so, and before you can even try to push a random button and hope it works, Shawn’s plopping down on top of you. Heavy, humongous limbs and all.

“Shawn.” You manage to grunt, shrugging your hands free and shooting them up in the air, continuing to blindly press buttons to keep the (terrible) game going. “Get off.”

“Nah.” He easily lifts you slightly off the couch, snaking his hands underneath you, and plops his head down on top of your chest, cuddling you into himself. His large tufts of hair tickle your chin, get into your mouth, and cause you to sputter and choke on curls that smell suspiciously like your shampoo. “Too lazy.”

“Shawn. Shawnnnn.” You dig your chin into the top of his head, and his hand comes up to ease your face away. He shuffles downwards, and you’d think he’d be in a mood. That mood. (The tiggly wiggly kind, if you get what I mean.) But he isn’t, and then he does something weird, and you’re mad because Coutinho sucks as a midfielder (you won’t admit that you’re the reason why) and he’s chosen this exact moment to be a stupid little boy. “Baby. Why is your head inside my t-shirt?”

Shawn kisses your tummy, and then his nose digs into your ribcage, and his head is so large that you’re afraid he’s going to rip your tee open. (Wouldn’t be the first time. Ahem.) He continues peppering light, featherlike kisses down your torso. You’d be laughing if you weren’t so intently staring at the replay of a goal that you kicked into your own goalpost, but when he pauses for a second, only to blow a raspberry on the ticklish skin of your stomach, you shriek with laughter. Shawn’s head immediately pops out, smug written all over his face, and he props his chin onto your chest.

“Hi.” Grins like the evil fucker that he is, and puckers his lips. “Kiss?”

You let go of your joystick for only a second to shove your middle finger against his pout, picking it up right after, eyeing the game through the corners of your eyes.

“Babe.” Shawn kisses your chin, and then he kisses your jaw, and then your cheek, and then he’s whining again. “Hun. Pay attention to me.”

“No.”

“But I love you.” He draws the O out in love, so he’s singing loooove you instead of saying it, and you have to bite back a smile. Head in the game, baby, you tell yourself, head in the game.

“That excuse didn’t work when I wanted to pee and you didn’t let me because you were busy jacking off.” You mutter, but mutter it loud enough for him to hear. Shawn sighs, like he can’t believe you’re still mad over that little incident, but of course you are. Your bladder was ready to incinerate and all he cared about was busting a nut. You would’ve helped if he weren’t so selfish. (Maybe. Mostly not, though. He didn’t deserve your help.)

“I was jacking off to you, if that’s any consolation…”

“Nope. Not consoled in the slightest. Fuck you.”

Not disheartened at all, Shawn continues planting loud ones all over your face, smacking a kiss on the tip of your nose and then grinning down at you after. Each annoying smooch accompanied by a whispered ‘Mwah!’, he hovers over you, noticing how your cheeks redden and lips part despite your best efforts. He knows you too well, and sometimes you hate him for it.

“You know,” He starts, lowering himself so he’s practically muttering against your lips now, breathing you in. You continue smashing buttons, feigning nonchalance. “I’m sure Mo Salah wouldn’t like knowing that he’s been cockblocking the couple of the century…”

You go to push him away, but not before puckering your lips and quickly, effortlessly kissing him back. There’s only so much self control you can have, right? But before you can push him away, you notice the lack of a joystick in your hand, and realise that Shawn’s used your moment of weakness to pause the game and chuck your beloved toy away. You pout, tugging at a curl that brushes against your forehead, and rest your hands against his clothed chest.

“I was having a good game.”

“You were losing by nine goals..”

“And?” You deadpan, feeling his hot breath against your lips. You’re not mad, of course you aren’t, your cute boyfriend wants to kiss you and he smells like lemons so really, who are you to complain? But he’s undermining your gaming skills and that is not something you have a thick skin for. “I’ve lost twenty four nil before.”

Shawn chuckles, dropping his forehead against yours, and kisses you gently, as if apologising. “My gamer girl. Every guy’s wet dream.”

You snort, playfully slapping his chest, and allow him to guide your arms around his torso. “Shut up,” you mutter, smiling against his lips, “Let’s make out.”

“Finally doing something you’re good at, eh?”

“Hey, fuck you!”

“Oh,” Shawn kisses you, hard and fast. When he pulls away, there’s an evil glint of promise in his eyes, one that has your thighs clenching under him. “Oh, I think you will, babe.”

hi i’ll put the link for the types of kisses list somewhere in the comments pls excuse me i’m tired and particularly shitty

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Day 19 of Kinkmas: Taking a Bath With Shawn

pairing: Shawn Mendes x fem!reader

warning: unprotected sex (pls be safe)

Y/N’s POV

I walk in my house, stressed by a bad day at work and see my husband Shawn.

“how’s was work?” Shawn says with that dumb smirk on his face that I love.

“a nightmare.” I said about to tear up.

I fel two hands hugging me and i look up and it’s hugging me to make my day even better.

“i know what will make you feel better.” Shawn says kissing my temple gently.

“what’s that?”

“a bubble bath.”

“if that will make me feel better then give it to me.”

Shawn picks me up bridal style and brings me to the bathroom and starts to undress me slowly and starts the warm water and get the bubbles in the tube.

I get in the tub, while in the tub I see Shawn getting undressed and getting in the tub with me.

“Are you enjoying the bath honey?”

“Mmm yes, it feels good.” i moaned.

“i just wish that you can quit that job and stay home with me.” Shawn says getting closer to me.

“I know but you know that i get paid well.” I said pouting.

“I know, i just need you to be with me, i feel lonely without you here.” He says kissing my neck slowly.

I start to moan a little louder to remind him that he can touch me.

He grabs my legs closer to him and starts to kiss my lips harder and starts to make love to me.

He picks me up to get my body dried and brings me to the our bed. He gets on me and starts to fuck me harder. I start to scream in pleasure and feel his smirk in my neck.

“Shawn, you-you’re hurting me slo-slow down ple-please.” I stuttered.

“Sorry baby, i just want to make you feel good.” He moaned.

“go on a normal speed please.”

Shawn stops and fell next to me and breathed heavily.

“That was amazing.” i say breathing heavily.

“Are you going to quit the job now?”

“Yes.”

Shawn grabs his phone and starts to call my work.

“Mr. Larsen, my wife Mrs. Mendes wants to quit going to your office. Screw you then bastard!” Shawn sceams to the phone.

“What did he say?”

“He said, ‘that you’re the most sluttiest woman he has seen in his life.’ and I got mad and cursed.”

“So I’ve heard.”

Shawn starts to get tears in his eyes a little bit.

“Shawn, it’s okay, you got me to quit that awful job, and i’m going to be with you every day.”

“I know but the stuff that he said about you.”

“Ignore the dick head, he means nothing to you baby.”

“I’m just glad that you can stay here with me.”

“I know.” I say kissing his cheek softly.

“Round 2?” he says smirking.

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Masterlist for my smut stories/ fanfics

Michael Cimino & Reader

Celebrity Sex Paradise (10 Chapters with Joshua Bassett, Matt Cornett, Jace Norman, Tom Holland, Nico Greetham, Lucien Laviscount) FINAL CHAPTER OUT NOW!!

Sebastian Stan & Reader

Harrison Osterfield & Harry Holland

Shawn Mendes & Joshua Bassett

Nico Greetham & Reader

Joshua Bassett & Matt Cornett

Harry Holland & Tom Holland

Jordan Fisher & Matt Cornett

Gavin Leatherwood & Reader

Anthony Keyvan & Reader

Tom Holland & Harrison Osterfield

Tom Holland & Kit Connor

Kit Connor & Mason Gooding

Leo Howard & Charles Melton

Lucien Laviscount & Black Michael

Froy Gutierrez & Zane Phillips

Peter Parker & Johnny Storm

Gavin Casalegno & Gregg Sulkin

Ross Lynch & Joshua Bassett

Rudy Pankow & Anthony Keyvan

Jacob Rott & Asher Angel & Nico Greetham & Taron Egerton

KJ Apa & Noah Beck

Nico Greetham & Milo Manheim - HALLOWEEN SPECIAL PART 1

Leo Howard & Anthony Keyvan - HALLOWEEN SPECIAL PART 2

Taylor Lautner & Brian Altemus

Tom Holland & Ben Hardy

Joshua Bassett & Matt Cornett AGAIN!

Gavin Casalegno & Gregg Sulkin CHAPTER 2

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Revamped my masterlist a little :D I love it now. It definitely still needs some work but its getting there

House Party -  You and Ash have some fun in the middle of a party. SMUT

Blurb - Ash and the guys in a cabin along with sleepy Y/n FLUFF

Tinder - You meet up with a mystery man on tinder and tinder activities ensue SMUT

Too Long - You and Luke are reunited after too long apart SMUT

Sweet - You and Shawn are close friends and you are kinda new in the music business.

Makeup Wipes - Quick Blurb ~

Everything I wanted - angsty fluff based on everything I wanted by billie eilish  !~ angst

Shower Shenanigans - Harry helps with your hangover then the two of you have some fun in the shower. FLUFF - SLIGHT SMUT

Harry Chrismas - Just some good ole Harry Christmas fluff 

Okay - Post breakup relationship ~ ANGST

Bubble Bath - Domestic Harry Fluff

Jealousy - You and Harry fight but the night ends up with both of you in bed giggling. FLUFF - LIL ANGST

One Whole Year - You and Harry are supposed to be celebrating your one year anniversary but he runs off to be with his best friend Jess for her work function. Fight ensues. (Part Two) (Part Three) ANGST

Neighbors - You move into a simple studio apartment. The very first place you live by yourself and your very attractive neighbor unknowingly sings you to sleep through the walls.

Couch Locked - You are pretty much in love with your best friends brother and your first time getting high you release some secrets.

Sub Space - You get stuck in Sub Space and Harry coaxes you out

Fuck Buddies - Harry and Y/n are fuck buddies. Rules set in place to keep each other within arms reach. What happens when Harry drops a bomb in Y/n?

Drug Dealer Harry - You’re in love with your small town drug dealer

Cabana Break - Harry eats you out on vacation.

Pre Concert Rituals - you and Harry enact pre concert rituals

Award Winner - New to the music industry you make fast friends with global super star musician Harry Styles and create a close bond. Leaving you wanting more. Unsure of how he feels for you.

Between The Pages - Author Harry AU - You are a temp that gets a job as a personal assistant for a semi-reclusive author named Harry Styles. While his regular assistant gives birth and going on maternity leave.

Making Music -  Harry recording back tracks and extra vocals and he pulls you in with him and fucks you in the recording booth. Using your moans in the songs.

Krylon - Mafia Harry AU - Raised in a high society by a father who owns a large multi-billion dollar business that you are to take over one day. With responsibilities and duties already piling on, you have one last summer to really live. Something, or more so, somebody might get in the way of that. Along with uncovering some very dirty things about your fathers business.

MORE TO COME

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Can I have Shawn Mendes and Y/N with

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Translation: fluff with fiancé!shawn with morning kisses on a date night/anniversary, “when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while…” and playing with each others’ hair.

A/n: if it’s okay with you I’m going to make the special occasion Shawn’s birthday 🥰 thanks for utilizing my concept café!

A/n 2.0: I forgot to post this last week :| so oops

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“Mmm, ten more minutes,” Shawn hummed with an adorably lopsided smile, his morning voice low and groggy, as he swatted your hand away from his head. With his eyes still closed against the early morning light, he pulled you close to his chest.

You felt his chest vibrate with the chuckle that escaped from his lips, causing you to giggle as you continued to pepper his face and neck with kisses. “I thought I told you to wake me up,” you reminded him, your eyebrows arched playfully.

“I thought you told me to sleep in as long as I wanted,” he retorted, adding, “Plus, it’s no fun if I don’t get to wake up to this pretty face.” He reached out and squished your face gently in his hands.

You squished his, too, not wanting him to get the final squish, and sank back into the pillows behind you as a contented blush flooded your cheeks.

Your fiancé shook his head playfully as he reached over your shoulder and tugged on your ponytail lightly. “If I could, I would drink that smile right off your mouth.”

Only one silent moment later your peace was disturbed by a persistent poking at your ribs. “Baby. Babe. Baby. YYYYY/NNNNN.”

“What?”

“Look over there,” Shawn pointed, and like putty in his hands, your head swiveled right into his hands. Before you could think, your lips were being smothered in sloppy, affectionate kisses.

“Shawn.” you feigned annoyance at his behavior, but he responded only with a smirk and a shrug. “Baby, you have to let me get up and ready now since you were too busy obeying me to obey me.”

“Fine,” he replied, pouting slightly as he lifted up the covers to let you get up. “I’ll be in the studio until you’re ready for me. Gimme one last kiss before you go.”

You leaned down and wrapped an arm around his shoulders as you blessed his lips with a warm, heartfelt kiss. “Happy birthday, Shawnie.”

“One more,” he called just as you’d turned around. “I don’t think the last one took.”

You shook your head wordlessly as you leaned down to kiss his lips once again.

As soon as you pulled away, his mouth opened to ask for one more, but he stopped when he saw the expression on your face; eyebrows arched, lips pursed, adoring glitter dancing in your eyes.

“You… are… exasperating,” you mumbled between pecks.

~~~

The soft strumming of Shawn’s guitar drew you into his home studio once you’d finished putting together his last-minute birthday surprise.

He looked up when you entered the room, but didn’t stop playing, although the chords he strummed out changed ever so slightly. He began singing softly and sweetly as you squeezed into the bucket chair beside him. You recognized the song as the first song you had slow danced to as a couple.

“When you smile,” he began, “the whole world stops and stares for a while because you’re amazing just the way you are.”

“Aww,” you cooed, letting your head rest in the warm, smooth area between your fiancé’s neck and head, blinking fast and acting chipper to distract your eyes from welling up. “Good job, baby.”

~~~

A/n 2.1 i sat on how to end this for way too long, so my apologies if it was abrupt 🙃 it’s not my finest work but I haven’t written fanfiction in forever, so excuse the quality

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