Shawn With Fans Last Night In Chicago -> C. Fans

camila_cabello: just wanna say thank you to all these talented, passionate, relentlessly hard working people who make this happen!!!! @davemeyers ,you amaze me every time we work together, @calvitjr and @sarabiv for killing it as always and being patient with us as we laughed our asses off in choreo!!!! @anthonymeindl ; for the pep talks and nerve-calming 😰 and of course youuuuuuuu @shawnmendes !!!!!

the thing about millennials who don’t want kids is I feel like a lot of them are deeply On Board for their friends’ kids

like I’m among the minority of my friends in definitely for sure wanting kids someday

but each of my parenthood-eschewing friends has claimed a different role in my future offspring’s life and they seem very excited to play it

so we as a generation may have fewer children

but I feel like they’ll be the most supported and loved children imaginable

This was heart wrenching but so good, @rulerofnocountry 😍☺️

SM Summer Challenge: “I’m Not Okay”

a/n: ahahah why the FUCK did i write this. do i hate myself? maybe.  wow. some smut mention. mega angst. cussin’. the usual.

song: Lany ft Julia Michaels - Okay

The setting sun casts pretty golden shadows through the apartment as lights beginning to twinkle outside in the impending dusk. She can see out to the East River, the Bridge, into Manhattan’s sparkle. It’s a sight that she never thought she’d tire of, an illuminating promise. Filled with all the hopes and dreams and luck of every soul in the city. Magical, once upon a time. Breathtaking, romantic… 

That view was one of the reasons she’d settled on this apartment in the first place, despite the location, and everything  else about it, being way outside of her budget. It was a lavish home, much more apartment than she could ever need on her own… and far more than she’d ever hoped to have in her life. But, at the time… it hadn’t been her decision alone.

Now, she sits on her couch, doing exactly what she told herself she wouldn’t do. She’s holding her breath, staring at the clock on the side table, watching with a sick sinking in her stomach as the time clicks 7:59pm to 8:00pm.

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What advice would you give women struggling to find their self-worth?

me, last year when i entered shawnblr: man this is so nice and drama free. a breath of fresh air from 1d this is great i wanna stay here forever. 

me, July 2019 - present:

😧 that was not how I was expecting that conversation to go! Crazy how well you write the tension, I could feel it.

Can I please be tagged in future updates, @particulataste ? 😀

Because of You | Part 3 (Smut)

Authors Note: I kinda struggled writing this chapter, I knew what wanted to happen but it was just so short I struggled to make it lengthy. Anyways, we’re still on that one-update-a-week role I’m so proud.

Summary: Shawn’s settling in and Lola can’t seem to keep her mouth shut, even if she only means well.

Warnings: slight smut; oral (male receiving), swearing.

Word Count: 2,262

He’s sweating.

There’s dirty oil smothering his bulging biceps and his short sleeves have been rolled up, sitting on his shoulders. His hair is a mess, slicked back with gel and sweat but the girl in the sunflower dress thinks he looks like sex.

He’s meant to be working, refitting an engine, to be exact. He isn’t, though. Instead, he’s chatting up Corina, his boss’ niece and if it isn’t for Mackey working across the garage, he’d have her bent over the table with that pretty little dress hiked up her waist as he pounded into her pussy.

She’s perfect, he thinks. Gorgeous skin, innocent eyes that he knows will be the death of him, and the most mind-blowing hourglass figure that he can even make out beneath her loose fitted dress. He can only imagine how juicy those tits must be.

He doesn’t bother trying to hide his clear arousal toward the young woman, and if anything, he makes it clear as day when Mackey looks over and the tall boy is pressing himself against her, a taunting smirk on his lips as he whispers something filthy in her ear.

Mackey shakes his head and clears his throat, supposes he should probably help a brother out. “Yo, Shawn,” he calls out, watching as Shawn looks over Corina’s shoulder to see him. “Go take your break. I got it down here.”

He doesn’t bother hiding his grin as he wraps an arm around her waist and pulls her into the building, giggles slipping past her lips when he guides her into the bathroom.

He’s shoving her against the door, lips hot on her neck and she sighs out in sweet relief. Her skin tastes like strawberries and Shawn can’t get enough, swears it’ll be the death of him. She tugs on his slicked-back curls, knows they’re gonna be untamable, but at this moment, he can’t seem to care.

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