The Nightmare Before Christmas 1993 | Dir. Henry Selick

Ovie > everything 😍😍😍😍

unbothered.

I literally just spat out a mouthful of tea when I read this reply 😂

Also, I love the #cactusgate

I knoww everyones too afraid to ask about it ever since he got a little too sassy with that girl in LA like they think he’s gonna hate them but he won’t even remember them in a day so literally do your worst because he won’t remember you either way

someone ask him what to do if youre dating a bad kisser hahahahahah

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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fanfiction is so wild cause im like…..ugh im not in the mood to read a book…..i’ll just read an 82k word fic instead……

Chris Evans + his adorable nose scrunch

Interview with Chris Evans on his directorial debut Before We Go From The Hollywood Reporter

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS 🙌🏼😍

Because of You | Part 6

Authors Note: so, despite missing a post last week, we’re back to weekly updates! Lots of fluff and some real protective!shawn. Also, huge thanks to @alittletoomuchshawn for helping me with some maaajor parts!

Summary: Shawn can’t seem to keep his fists to himself and one punch turns into five and what better way to be punished than for his dad to be his number one cockblocker.

Word Count: 2,407

Shawn’s never been one to get nervous. Never had the experience of sweaty palms and frantic butterflies in his stomach, or a dazed head and blushed cheeks. But all at once he’s experiencing them when her lips meet his. His mind is in a frenzy, body still as a rock and he can physically hear his heartbeat in his ears. He moves quickly, though. He cups her pretty little face in the palms of his hands and his eyes gently flutter closed. He’s losing himself in it, in her.

Her lips are sweet… plump and soft and Shawn can’t believe he’s kissing her. Lola threads her dainty fingers through his Godlike curls and gives them a generous little tug. He’s seeing stars, his lips are tingling. Lola subtly slides her warm tongue between his lips, the sudden boldness catching Shawn off guard and he pants slightly into her mouth. She tastes like cherries with a hint of peppermint and Shawn finds himself completely mesmerised by it.

Shawn’s hand sneaks its way to the back of her neck, slim fingers twirling her auburn locks and tugging ever so gently, but it only makes her more eager. She’s shifting to the very edge of the bed, fingernails scratching at the nape of his neck and he lets out a soft groan against her lips.

Lola pulls away, panting with what Shawn can only guess to be a dizzy smile and she purses her lips to bite back a soft laugh. “I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have done that, I’m sorry.” She giggles through her embarrassment and Shawn can feel the heat that rises to her cheeks.

He clears his throat, his forehead resting on hers and he nibbles on his bottom lip, savouring the taste of her that’s varnished him. “No, it’s… it’s okay.” He tries to assure her, though there’s a thick silence that sits on them as they continue to lean into each other. Shawn doesn’t know what the fuck he’s doing. This isn’t like him, he doesn’t do this kind of shit. But it’s her, it’s Lola and Shawn doesn’t want to pull away. He doesn’t want to feel the coldness of her body not being close enough.

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