i needed to be creative


Originally posted by scared-of-my-own-image

Shawn Mendes x Reader

Word count: 1,121

A/N: Lovely anon requested; “May I please request where you and Shawn move into a new house and he gets really horny.. and you can write the rest haha! Love your work btw your my favourite writer :) Xxxxx” I hope this is alright!


Shawn and I started looking for a house to move into about 2 months ago. Today is our fifteenth house sighting and it’s going how the rest of them usually do. The outside is always inviting, a green garden with a cute path leading up to the front porch, a welcoming door and a nicely assembled house. Shawn is extremely picky when it comes to his housing arrangements. He knows what he wants and what he needs but I understand it considering he needs to be able to have his creative flow going constantly.

“What do you think?” I whisper into Shawn’s ear, holding onto his strong arm, our fingers intertwined. We’re following behind 6 other people in our current house tour. He looks at me and wiggles his eyebrows. This is a reaction I’m far too familiar with and can easily translate into “I don’t know what’s happening but I kinda like it”. I just laugh and continue looking around the house. We’ve been in so many houses, it’s hard to keep up the enthusiasm for looking despite the fact that I so madly want to move into a new house with Shawn. The real estate agent begins to make their way upstairs, the rest of the group following behind. Shawn pulls me the opposite way, leading me past the stairs and into a secluded area of the house. “”Y/N do you think they’d mind if we tested the beds? I mean we need a good vibe in the bedrooms…” The look on his face just shows me how serious he is actually being. “Shawn. We’re not having sex in an open inspection home. You’re crazy.” I say, trying to hold back my laugh. He walks up to me, his body beginning to press more against mine. “Shawn…” I say quietly, staring at his lips. He brings his face so close to mine that our noses rest against each other. He crashes his lips into mine, picking me up, his grip around my waist.  I groan as my back hits the wall behind us. “Sorry. Sorry.” He mumbles, his hands exploring my back to comfort me. I smile into the kiss as I see Shawn’s eyes become dilated and darker out of lust and desire. I quickly pull away and place a finger on Shawn’s lips, telling him to be quiet. He looks up to see if the group of people are coming back downstairs, as I had assumed. He places me back down on the ground and grabs my hand. He walks at a fast pace towards the open door and we head for the car. “That’s the one.” He says as he starts up his Jeep.

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Me: wha– *drops everything* whERE HAS SHE BEEN ALL MY LIFE?? s-so… cute…. and amazing…. and talented….. i could listen to her voice everyday until i die from this group’s adorableness….lemme just.,, go buy another heart so i can handle all these feels thanks cutie

sos! I need your creative help

what is something small that makes you happy?
it could be something physical, like your mug of tea on a cold morning
or something like the music flowing out of your head phones at night

I’m creating an art portfolio around this theme and I need some input and ideas to make it more rounded out
“The places I see the stars” is the title and it’s basically the small things in life that often go unnoticed and are overlooked, but to someone personally these moments and items can cheer them up or give them strength. I’m turning bits of the images (usually like the item itself i.e the liquid tea or the figurative flow of music from out of the headphones) into galaxies.

any ideas are much appreciated! just send me an ask or reblog with what you love!
and please share this with others! I need as many ideas as possible

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.