“You’ll Understand Why Storms Are Named After People.”

*pouts because I’m not getting fucked*

#how dare  4/∞

How on Earth were Greg and Ovie not in this series from the start!?! 😍

I might have a crush on Greg. it's that fucking Irish accent

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OMFG. I came across this having been reposted and wowwwww... it’s so gut wrenching. I don’t know what it is exactly in your writing but it flowed perfectly for the story and you wrote her in a way where I sympathise with her despite what she’s done.

Amazing @shawnsorangeglasses ☺️

Peer Pressure

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idea and proofreading credit to @rulerofnocountry. this one really put me out of my comfort zone and i thank you for that 💛.

synopsis: Months of sneaking around with his social media manager finally catches up with Shawn when he has to confront her about where they stand

warnings: angssstt, and a smidgen allusion to sex

sorry in advance

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He wakes up in the middle of the night again. Brian is still snoring in bed on his side of the hotel room. Shawn sits up, rubbing his face, then falls back into his pillow, which is now warm and damp from his sweat. That had to be the worst dream to date. It was the kind you get where you’re not totally asleep, just hallucinating. Everyone he knew had him surrounded, yelling and screaming at him, but no sound came out of their mouths.

Shawn flips his pillow over to the cool side and buries his face, hoping to find some relief. His hand bumps into his phone on the bed sheets so he unlocks it. She still hasn’t texted back.

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YESSSSSSSSS 😍 this was sooo worth the wait. God, the way you manage to write smut yet intersperse it with these moments that make my heart skip is such a skill!

@getwaytooinvolved

Be Your Teenage Dream Tonight

A/N: Well, here we go. My first ever not-DLS-related Cez fic :) I hope it’s kinda what you guys wanted

Words: 6k

Pairing: Cez/Reader

Warning: Smut

It had been years since you had last seen him and to say that you were giddy was quite the understatement. In fact, you had been giddy ever since you had received the backstage passes months ago. Shawn Mendes, Rogers Center, Toronto.

You only knew one person who could’ve sent you those and your heart was racing before you even found the little note.

‘I’d love if you could come. Cez’

Just his simple handwriting had you almost tearing up as you were hit by so many memories. You couldn’t even properly remember how you had met Cez. You had been an aspiring tour manager when he had come into your life like the miracle you had been hoping for, taking you under his wing and showing you all the ropes of the business. You had been around the world with him while you had learned so much from him. He was the reason why you had achieved so much, why you were living your dream, and you were forever thankful for that.

’Security guy was really skeptical as he let me in. Do I still look like a 16 yo fangirl?’ you texted him as you were helplessly standing in the backstage area, people bustling around you and not paying much attention to you once they saw the backstage pass around your neck. ‘Also, I’m a bit lost. Help?’

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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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Dog gently pets kitten.

The Holiday (2006), dir. Nancy Meyers

It is 😂

It meant I got to learn so much with him though. It’s why he’ll always be my friend - he was my first kiss, first relationship, first person I did everything with ☺️

It’s a good one for in work, when they made us do a group icebreaker of “two truths and a lie” as no one would think a 10 year relationship from teenage years would work!

@getwaytooinvolved

First kiss - I was 14 and it was with a guy I’d had a crush on for ages but assumed nothing was going to happen as we were friends. After, I told my best friend that I hoped it didn’t impact the friendship I had with him. Two days later he wrote me a letter to bare his soul and we were together for 10 years 😂 we broke up but are still good friends although my first kiss with someone other than him felt weird cos I was 25 by then! 🙈

Holy shit 10 years?? That's a freaking long time 😲