shawn's realization

anonymous asked:


so funny story actually. i thought the prompt said “he” not “you” and i checked it halfway through my writing so yeahhhh

“d-did you just make that noise”

the room was dead silent. your husband shawn was sleeping, so was your newborn son, and it was safe to say, you were pretty exhausted too.

you had just given birth to your son a few hours ago, and after going through a long, hard, labour, you were tired.

you smiled at the sight of shawn fast asleep on the small chair by the window, his tall figure barely fitting on the chair. you practically had to beg him to go to sleep, all we wanted to do was hold his son. you understood. but he was clearly exhausted too, and he needed some rest.

you cradled your son as he slept, like shawn, you didn’t want to put him down either. you admired his tiny features and noticed that he looked exactly like his father.

a small whimper came from your sons mouth, immediately waking shawn.

“were you even sleeping?” you whispered, not wanting to wake your baby.

“i was.” he said, taking a seat next to you on the small bed. you handed the baby to him and watched as he started caressing his chubby cheeks. “but you know i’m a light sleeper and this little guy’s noises woke me up.”

“he made one noise shawn, one little noise.”

you scooted closer to shawn, cherishing this time with your family. your lives had changed forever and you wish every moment could be spent like this.

you realized shawn wasn’t looking at the baby anymore, his head was now turned in your direction.

“stop looking at me, i’m all gross.” you whined, putting your hand on his face to turn it away.

he ignored you and pressed a few lazy kisses to your lips.

“we made this y/n.” he said for the fifth time in the past hour.

“yeah and i pushed it out of me.”

“i know.” he said, kissing you lovingly. “you did so good babe, i love you.”

the two of you were interrupted by your son making an unfamiliar noise.

“d-did you just make that noise?” he asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

you couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “shawn do i look like a 4 hour old baby? no i didn’t make that noise, your child did.”

“well what does it mean?”

you already fed him so you knew he wasn’t hungry, you quickly narrowed it down to one thing it could be.

“he probably needs his diaper changed. duties call, dad.” you finally said, lightly hitting his chest. letting him know he was the one who was changing it.

“have fun.”


summary; shawn is forced to choose between you and his girlfriend
a/n; seven pages of angst and drama all in one – my fav ;))



“Where’s Shawn?” Matt and your friends asked you for what must’ve been the tenth time tonight. 

You finished setting the last blanket over the couch as you claimed your favorite pillows for the night ahead of you. 

“Not sure,” You answered. “I’ve tried texting him for the past 15 minutes. The boy never checks his texts,” You laugh it off as you head to the kitchen to bring the two bowls of popcorn into the living room.

Shawn, Geoff, Ian, and Matt had been in town from Shawn’s tour for the last few days, and the five of you finally found a time to hang out again. You had all missed each other and since the tour had just wrapped up, everyone found tonight as the perfect opportunity to catch up. You had met the four boys through Shawn and although you had only known them for a few years, they felt like your brothers. They looked out for you and talked to you almost every day.

Shawn on the other hand, had been your best friend since middle school. The two of you met in English class in seventh grade and quickly bonded over each other’s love for Harry Potter and music. Although neither of you were the most popular in school, you and Shawn always had each other’s back through the years. He had brought smiles on your face during your worst moments, stayed up late with you during nights you couldn’t sleep, and given you advice that has stuck with you throughout the years. In turn, you supported Shawn’s music when the other kids at school didn’t, listened to his first song that he wrote, and cheered with him when he found out that he had just gotten his first major award show nomination. Now here you guys were, one year out of high school, and still partners in crime. You couldn’t of asked for anyone better to fill in the position as your best friend.

Everyone had gathered at Ian and Geoff’s place for a traditional movie night, but your best friend had been a no-show for the past half hour. Everyone including yourself was beginning to become impatient as everyone began making a dent into the stash of snacks before the first movie even played. You didn’t want to begin the night without him, but he had showed no signs of arriving any time soon.

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domestic series: x 

appliance shawn stuff: x 

the colours between us (series): x

Runnings Errands - going grocery shopping with shawn 

Just A Day - literally just a casual day on tour (a fave)

Homecoming - you and shawn attend your homecoming dance

Sick Day - you get sick while on tour with shawn

College Bound - shawn accompanies you when you move into your college dorm

Babysitting - you and shawn babysit your cousins

Hot Cocoa and Cuddles - shawn has a bad day at the studio and needs cuddles 

Aaliyah’s Graduation - shawn tears up at his sister’s graduation

Loving Boyfriend - you’re v tired after work so shawn picks you up and is super cute and caring

First Fight - you have your first fight with shawn 

“I Loth You” - shawn wears a retainer and you think it’s adorable 

First Meeting - your parents are friends with shawn’s and you two meet for the first time // Part 2 // Part 3 

Best Friend - shawn is your best friend and visits you at college

Distracted Driving - you worry about shawn’s habit of snapping and driving

Don’t Be A Fool - shawn’s pov, you two break up and he’s sad

Meeting His Family - you meet shawn’s family for the first time 

Shawn After Dentist - shawn’s loopy after he gets his wisdom teeth out

Baking Cookies - shawn comes over and you two bake some cookies 

Christmas Surprise - shawn surprises you on christmas eve 

Merry Christmas - you celebrate christmas with shawn’s family

Hurt - shawn’s hurt and you take care of him (sorta)

Pains & Strawberries - you’ve got cramps and shawn is a lovely boyfriend

New Year - you and shawn celebrate the new year together

Tattoo - shawn accompanies you when you get your first tattoo

Midnight Breakfast - you can’t sleep so you and shawn go for a walk (also a fave)

House Hunting - you and shawn buy your first house together

Photograph - shawn surprises you with a song at your wedding

Shape of You - based off of Ed Sheeran’s song Shape of You

Headache - shawn has a migraine

Spring Cleaning - you and shawn do some spring cleaning, with distractions

Washing Machine - you teach shawn how to use the new washer

Lullabye - your baby won’t go to sleep, so shawn plays his guitar

Forever and Always - shawn proposes (also a fave)

Maid of Honor - you and shawn attend a wedding

Boyfriend Tag - you and shawn do the boyfriend tag 

Doing My Job - just shawn being a cute dad 

Appliance Shopping - you and shawn go shopping for some appliances (also a fave)

He’s A Keeper - your mom sees a cute moment between shawn and your little brother

Suprise at School - shawn surprises you at school 

Yard Work - your son and shawn do yard work together

Sick Shawn - shawn is sick and you take care of him 

Appliance Delivery - you and shawn get a washer and dryer delivered (part 2 of Appliance Shopping but can be read independently from that)

Mysterious Injury - you hurt yourself in a weird way and shawn is worried

The Dishwasher Indicent - shawn isn’t allowed to use the dishwasher anymore

Insomnia - you can’t sleep and worry shawn

Hockey - shawn gets hurt playing hockey

Boyfriend Does My Makeup - shawn does your makeup

The Mask - you and shawn meet at a masquerade ball (sorta kinda based off of I Don’t Even Know Your Name) (also a fave!!!) 

Post-It - shawn is a lovely boyfriend (valentine’s day special)

Clingy Shawn - shawn just wants to be cudded

Car Ride Discovery - shawn finds out you can sing

Snow Day - just some fn fluff n snow 

Dinner - idk how to describe it (based off of a dream i had)

Starbucks - shawn gets a crush on the barista at starbucks

Graduation - shawn surprises his girlfriend at her high school graduation

The One - shawn realizes he wants to marry you

Amusement Parks & Sunburns - you, shawn, and the crew spend the day at an amusement park. also sunburn. 

Badboy - badboy!shawn

European Surprises - you surprise shawn in europe, but he has a surprise for you

This is untitled - shawn comes home to see you in your true element, with a face mask on dancing to his music

Koala - you love to hug shawn (there’s a pun in this and it’s a gr8 pun)

Hickeys - shawn has hickeys on hiss neck while meeting fans 

Dad!Shawn - does this even need a summary

Babysitter Aaliyah - aaliyah is babysitting your child when something happens to them

Date Night - just a fun lil date night after shawn is home from tour

Burning Marks - soulmate!au where the first line your soulmate says to you is on your arm / part 2

Hotel Rooms and Postmates - what it would be like in a hotel room with shawn

House Cleaning - you and shawn clean the house together 

This too is untitled - super angsty stuff (also a fave)

Tour Surprises - you decide to surprise shawn on tour with the cheesiest poster

Lego House - you call shawn while he’s on tour (has nice audio w it)

Running Low - based on running low by shawn mendes :-(

Beach Day - a day at the beach with dad shawn 

Missed Birthday Surprise - you want to throw shawn a surprise party

From Fan to Fam - shawn proposes 

Cheater - shawn cheats on you while he’s drunk / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5

Daisies - shawn surprises his daughter at her dance recital

Mob - you get mobbed when you’re out with some of shawn’s friends

this is also untitled - shawn’s friends are protective of you

Colorful Soulmate - you see colors when you first meet your soulmate

Overprotective - shawn is overprotective of you

Warrior - you’re the strongest person shawn knows (a fav) (really emotional and long)

Jealous Boyfriend - shawn gets jealous when you fangirl over another band

Eclipse Glasses - your daughter wants to see the solar eclipse but dad!shawn couldn’t find glasses

Bookworm - you love reading and not everyone understands

Birthday Boy - you throw shawn a birthday party

Separate Rooms - shawn’s team makes you two sleep in different hotel rooms

Facetime Tears - you’re crying whenever you facetime shawn and he gets worried

Birthday - it’s your birthday and shawn is the perfect boyfriend

Blame It On the Alcohol - you see shawn kissing another girl at a party

Act Like You Love Me - your relationship with shawn has changed

Last Updated: 10/24/2017


Y’all aren’t ready for this 2k of angst…


“And the award for album of the year goes to…”

“Ed Sheeran!” I stand up along with the rest of the people in the crowded facility. Clapping my hands slowly, I rest my gaze on my boyfriend sitting next to me. He looks disappointed and I can’t help but feel bad for him knowing how much he wanted the award. Shawn loved Ed - yes - but he had put countless hours into the album in the hopes of living up to a moment that would no longer exist.

“Hey” I place my hand on his shoulder while he stares at his shoes outstretched in front of him, “I’m proud of you” I tell him as he brushes my hand off and proceeds to walk towards the restroom.

Shawn continued to ignore me for the majority of the night. And although I understood that he was disappointed, I didn’t have anything to do with the results of the award and could not understand why he was ignoring the person who had supported him the most. I would occasionally sneak glances in his direction, my eyes following his movements carefully throughout the room. I would catch him talking to some music representatives with a smile plastered across his face, and it would soon turn to a frown once he made eye contact with me.

I was getting fed up with his actions and made the bold decision to approach him myself. Shawn was standing in front of an older man and a girl who looked much younger than him while speaking and gesturing with his hands. I snuck up behind him and rested a hand on his upper back.

He quickly looked in my direction, his smile quickly fading.

“Who is this beautiful young lady, Shawn?” the older man asks me with a grin on his face. I take a step forward and shake his hand.

“This is y/n. She’s a friend.” he simply states with a monotonous voice while leaning down to my height to quickly whisper in my ear.

“Don’t mess this up for me too” He bitterly says, backing away and pushing my hip gently while motioning me to leave.


Eventually it came time to leave the awards show and I greeted some of my friends, thanking them for accompanying me while saying goodbyes to them. I had agreed to meet Shawn at his car so he could drive us home earlier that night and I quickly grabbed my coat to layer on top of my dress that only reached mid-thigh. The air had been growing cold recently and I wasn’t taking any chances when it came to being cold.

I quickly walked out of the enormous building and walked to the parking garage, my heels rubbing against my blisters and my arms crossing over my chest in an attempt to keep some of the heat in my body. The parking garage is only half full, taking into account that most of the guests had come with drivers rather than driving themselves. I walk through the garage and make a mental note of the sections before I spot him.

Shawn is standing, scrolling through his phone in one hand and leaning against the driver’s door of the car. I can tell that he’s tired and annoyed just be the way that he stands and also by the way he tiredly rubs his face and sighs occasionally.

“Hey, I was looking for you” I quietly say, but I know he hears me. I decide not to create conflict by mentioning the introduction as a “friend” earlier in the night and the complete negligence on his part throughout the night.

“Get in” He bluntly states as he gets in the car and quickly turns it on. I hop in the passenger’s seat and take off my coat, throwing it into the back seat of the large jeep.

He pulls out of the garage and pays for the parking. There’s quite a bit of traffic before we can make it on the highway and the tension in the car lingers through the air.

“It was a good show” I tell Shawn, who sits in his driver’s seat unphased while his head is propped up against his elbow. The car rarely scoots forward due to the cramped cars at this time of night.

“Yeah.” He simply states as he keeps looking forward.

“Justine was there” I tell him and this time he doesn’t even bother to reply.

“I spent the most of my night with her. You know, since you barely acknowledged me” My words finally seem to catch his attention as his turns his head to look at me.

“Is there a problem here?” Shawn asks as he rubs at his eyes.

“No, not really. My boyfriend just brought me to an event that I didn’t even want to go to and told me to fuck off the entire time we were there. Not a big deal.” I tell him with an annoyed glare.

“Not everything is about you, y/n. Calm down.” He clutches the wheel harder and I can see the veins that outline his forearms.

“I know that. But when you basically force me to go to an event and then refuse to say more than 3 words to me the entire night, I think I have the right to complain.” I point out. “And you blamed me for not winning the album award. What’s up with that?” I ask him.

“That album wasn’t as good as it should’ve been. I knew it, Andrew knew it, and the whole team knows it. I was distracted, and since it’s really the only album i’ve written since I met you…”

He trails off. I can’t tell whether he regrets it or not considering he isn’t apologizing yet.

My voice cracks slightly as I try to process what he’s implying.

“Are you - are you implying that i’m the reason why your album didn’t win the award?” I ask him and he stays silent. I sit in outrage due to the ridiculousness of the statement he’s just thrown at me.

“That has got to be the most ridiculous bullshit i’ve ever heard in my entire life” I say, startling him.

“Excuse me?” He looks taken aback.

He turns the car out of the traffic mess and we’re finally on a more empty highway with a smaller number of cars. He occasionally looks over at me, opening his mouth as if he’s about to say something before quickly closing it.

“I have absolutely nothing to do with you not winning that award! Shawn, I have stuck by you through every step of your career. When you couldn’t think of song lyrics, I was the one sitting there and talking to you until you finally figured them out. I attend every concert I possibly can and give you as much support as I possibly can. This album went platinum, for god sakes!”

I throw my hands up in an angry fit and his pale complexion develops a red shade.

“Are you kidding me? You’re a distraction! You’re always bothering me when i’m writing songs, giving shitty input I didn’t ask for” I feel a flash of hurt hit my chest but I assure myself that he’s just mad and we’re caught up in a moment.

“You bring me useless things to the studio as an excuse to be with me more. Newsflash y/n, if I need food while i’m writing, I can just walk to the Panera next door! You always find excuses to be around me and it’s affecting my music. Maybe you should just stop being so fucking clingy!” His voice booms in the car and there’s a sudden pause and a moment of quiet.

The car is going at a fast pace given that there are almost no other cars on the highway and I now notice that small flakes of ice are falling from the dark sky. It’s snowing, something I would’ve thought of as beautiful in any other situation, but the intensity of the argument seems to distract from the beautiful snow.

“Maybe your album just wasn’t all that great” I coldly reply. I know it’ll hurt him, but he hurt me first. And while I could choose to be the bigger person, in this situation, I choose to fire back instead.

I’m taken aback slightly when the car comes to a slow halt. I freeze, panic rushing through me at the possibility of the car malfunctioning but it is then I realize that Shawn has pulled over to the side of the road.

“What are yo-”

“Get out” He quietly replies, not an ounce of emotion laced in his voice.

“Shawn I-”

“Get out, y/n. I don’t want to talk to you right now” He says, louder this time.

“Shawn, please. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.” I desperately call out. I hear the drivers door open and I realize he’s stepping out. For a split second, I think he is walking away from the car and leaving me. But just as I’m about to open my door and run after him, I realize that he is walking to my side of the car.

He opens the door to the passenger’s seat of the car and I immediately feel the cold wind on my forearms. I’m wearing a spaghetti strap dress than only reaches - at lowest - to my mid-thigh. It barely covers my body and without my coat I feel like i’m freezing.

Shawn repeats himself another time, “get out of my car”.

“Shawn, please” I shake my head and warm tears are quickly filling my eyes.

“It’s so cold out there and it’s so late. Shawn, I don’t know where we are, please.” I plead. For a split second I think I see a hint of remorse in his eyes but he proves me wrong as he harshly grabs my wrist and pulls me out of the car. I fall onto the frozen pavement, my heels falling off of my feet with my tears spilling out of my eyes. He stares at me one last time before angrily getting back into his jeep and storming off.

And while I sit barefoot on the freezing pavement, staring as his car becomes nothing more than a silhouette in the distance, all I seem to do is beg him for mercy.

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Shawn is a little shortie. How cute.

((He’s aware of how not-tall he is.))

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Happy Valentines Day

Requested: valentines day imagine on valentines day?



“How are you doing today, buddy?” Your roommate asks as she plops down on the couch next to you. She knows that you’re a little down today because it’s Valentines day so you get to see a ton of couples posting pictures together, but you’ll spend most of the day just missing your boyfriend and trying not to be sad about the fact that you won’t be able to spend Valentines Day together.

“I’m alright.” You reply shortly, not wanting to complain because you really don’t have anything to complain about. You’re just lucky to have Shawn, and you’re proud of everything he’s accomplished, so you won’t let yourself be upset that he can’t be here and that you haven’t even heard from him all day.

“I’m sorry,” She says, even though you said you were alright, she knows you’re not exactly. “Have you talked to him today at least?” She questions.

“Nah, he’s sleeping I think?” You respond because he hasn’t replied to anything you’ve sent him yet, but you’re just assuming with the time zones its probably the middle of the night where he is.

“It’ll just be that much better the next time you see him,” She tries to offer support.

“Thanks, really. I’m fine. It’s not a big deal.” 

She smiles sadly at you, and you hate that she pities you even though she’s not doing it intentionally. At least she drops the subject and you get to talk about other things that puts you in a bit of a better mood and gets your mind off the fact that it’s Valentines Day and you haven’t even heard anything from your boyfriend even though it’s nearly three in the afternoon where you are.

You decide to take a shower, something that normally just helps you to get your mind of things that are bothering you. You’ve probably sent Shawn about ten messages and he hasn’t replied to anything. That’s unlike him, but you know he gets busy sometimes and it isn’t his fault. Or he could be sleeping. Either way it sucks that of all days, he chose Valentines day to not reply to your messages.

When you get out of the shower and get dressed you check your phone again, half expecting to have no notifications, but you’re surprised to see that Shawn has finally texted you. Happy Valentines Day babe xx and the next message asks, Did you get the flowers? You feel a little better. At least he sent flowers, but you hadn’t received any flowers.

You’re alive. No, I haven’t? You reply.

Oh comes his immediate response, and then They should be there soon, are you home?

Yeah You click send and are starting to text him asking about his day just to see how he is, but your doorbell rings. You wonder if it is the flowers he sent, and if it is you’re thinking how it is really weird timing since he had just talked about it. You shake off the thought and open the door without even bothering to look through the peephole. You see the flowers first, probably two dozen red roses. There are so many flowers that you can’t even see the person holding them. You’re about to try to thank the guy who delivered them when the person moves the flowers and you actually see his face. You have to stop yourself from screaming, and your hand goes to your shocked mouth. “Shawn?” You say, not believing your eyes.

“Your flowers are here, baby.” He says, a cheeky grin on his face.

You just hug him tightly, despite the flowers being slightly in your way, then you usher him inside. He hands you the vase of flowers and you quickly put them down before finding yourself back in his arms. “Happy Valentines Day, darling.” He says softly into your ear and you can’t stop yourself from thinking how it really is a happy Valentines Day now that he’s here.

Did you wish that was you? // Shawn Mendes

Overview: Y/n has been in love with her best friend Shawn, she finally gets the courage to tell him but instead she finds him kissing another girl. He tracks her down and their feelings are revealed. 

Authors note: okay so this is not a request but I got some inspo last night and I really just wanted to write something 

“If you don’t say anything, Shawn’s never going to realise how his best friend is so in love with him,” Shay tells me, curling the last strand of her hair before flicking it over her shoulder. Her eyes meet mine in the bathroom mirror.

“There’s no point. We have a great thing going and if I told him how I really felt- it would just ruin our whole friendship.” I scowl, annoyed at my lack of faith in myself to just tell Shawn how I feel.

“Y/n. I swear you may be book smart but you are not boy smart.” She giggles and I look at her questionably. 

“Excuse you, but I have a lot of knowledge on boys-”

“Oh honey,” Shay coos, patting my hand that was resting on the bench. “You both are actually so cute.” 

“What do you mean?” I start to pack up the make up brushes that Shay had been using.

“You’re into him. He’s definitely into you. You’re both too scared to tell each other how you feel. It pains me to watch the both of you together.” 

“He’s not into me.” I don’t look at her but I feel her turn to look at me. 

“Alright, listen. Tonight at the party. Shawn is going to be there and so are you. You’re going to go right up to him and tell him how you feel.” She holds my shoulders in a tight grip, forcing me to meet her eyes. “He leaves for tour day after next so if things really fuck up you won’t have to see him- deal?”

I nod hesitantly, stomach flipping at the prospect of what I was about to do.

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hurtful words

Request Prompt; Hi, i was wondering if you could please make an imagine where shawn makes y/n cry because he said something he doesn’t mean?


Warning; small use of foul language


You and Shawn had a lot going for each other; he was about to go on his first full out tour in the U.S., and you were preparing to go to your dream school. To top it all off, the two of you were nearing your one year anniversary with each other. It’s been a long ride between different schedules and time zones, but the two of you made it work.

Unlike the rest of the anniversaries that the two of you have shared, you suggested having a nice dinner in the comfort of your shared home this time. The contrast from fancy and uptight dinners would be nice for the two of you. All you needed was to be with Shawn, and you’d be happy either way. You had been so ecstatic about the upcoming date with Shawn for weeks now, that every time you thought about it, you couldn’t help but squirm in your seat from excitement. Something about him made every date feel like the first. Whether it was him bringing flowers or giant teddy bears, his gestures always managed to make you melt.

As the days became hours until your anniversary was coming, you picked out Shawn’s favorite dress on you to wear. The dinner might’ve been at home, but you put on as much makeup as if you were about to walk the red carpet. Don’t get it wrong — you were comfortable enough around Shawn to be bare faced, but you wanted this to be the perfect night for the two of you, and that would start by you looking and feeling your best. You also started dinner in the midst of everything to make sure you were on schedule.

Shawn was out with his friends, which gave you the perfect amount of time to tidy everything around the house up. You didn’t mind if he was out for the day, because you would be able to have him for the rest of the night. It was going to be a great night for the two of you.

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Word count: 2,981

Originally posted by shawndreaming

From y/n: Shits going down again…

From Shawn: How bad is it?

From y/n: It’s ‘I’m in my room crying again’ kinda bad…

From Shawn: Just hang on, I’m coming to get you

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In the Cool Breeze Underneath the Stars - A prom dress, loud music, and fast food.

Phases of the Heart - Shawn falls in love with the different phases of Y/N

Parking Lots and Velvet Skies - Falling out of love is just as easy as falling in love.

Screaming at the Moon - Girls only say “I hate you” to the guys that they love.

Stages of Light ( Imagination ) - Fantasies, and a cup of hot coco.

“Just Lay with Me, Please.“ - A sick Shawn that just wants to cuddle with his girlfriend.

Real To You - In which a fictional story feels painfully real to Y/N, but Shawn is there to help her through it.

Sleepy - A sleepy Shawn that wants to cuddle with Y/N.

Old Imagines

i love you more - y/n overhears shawn talking about her.

special - shawn doesn’t think he’s special until y/n talks some sense into him.

hike - shawn realizes he’s in love whiling hiking.

yellow - the color yellow is suddenly important to shawn thanks to y/n.

drowning - based on the “mercy” music video

red carpet - shawn and y/n walk the red carpet as newly weds.

cooking - written after shawn livestreamed himself cooking rice.

safe - written after shawn posted a video of himself buckling up his guitar.

waking up - y/n wakes up to shawn


“You’re bleeding all over my carpet!”

“I had a bad dream again.”

“Stay awake.”

Tell me you need me.”

“Just smile. I really need you to smile right now.”

“Stop being so cute.”

If you can’t sleep…We could have sex?”

“How is my wife more badass than me?”

Things you should know ( not all Shawn related, misc )

Dear followers…

How to love yourself

How to live a happy life

Shawn Mendes as a boyfriend

Shawn’s hands

Snowed In // A Shawn Oneshot

(idk where this came from tbh. I was cold earlier today and wanted to share my bed with someone, so probably that haha. Please enjoy!)

Word Count: 2478k

Snow sits on the large wild pine trees lining the drive to the cabin you and your friends rented for a week long getaway and it’s breathtaking. The five of you had been planning this for well over a year and it was finally here. The air was crisp. The view was unbelievable. It was truly perfection. Everyone was in a good mood, excited to ski the slopes, hang out in the hot springs and enjoy being away from work and school. There was only one small problem, that wasn’t really a problem per say, just an unexpected surprise. Andrew showed up at the cafe where you were all meeting in town, and he had a plus one.

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Nap Date

All Nighter- Prequel, when Shawn and y/n meet for the first time 

Falling - Shawn realizes that he’s falling for Y/n 

Meet the Parents - She meets his family for the first time.

Stressed - First ‘I love you’ 

Alone - Shawn leaves you for a second and all hell breaks loose.

Fight For Me - Promo Stunt <Lil Angsty>

Favors - You ask Shawn for a favor

Nap Date - Shawn comes over for a nap date, it takes an unexpected turn

Shopping“Model for me”

First Night - Right after the Wedding

Honeymoon - beach!Shawn

Wifely Duties - “You sound so much like a Wife.”

Shattered - The China get’s broken <ANGST>

Nightmare - He flies you to see him on tour.

Cookies - Food Fight

Road Trip- Shawn’s grouchy 

Hey There, Delilah | 17


a/n: I don’t even know what to say anymore like enjoy and i’m sorry???

“Hi, is Shawn here?” Sophia asks after you’ve been standing at the door with a gaping look on your face.

You try to will yourself to speak, but words just won’t come out.

“Sophia,” Shawn walks up behind you. “I didn’t think you were coming.”

Sophia readjusts her purse on her arm awkwardly. “Yeah, I wasn’t going to at first, but I thought about it, and…I just felt like I should probably come to my daughter’s first birthday.”

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Sugar, I’m Goin’ Down// Bad Boy Shawn // Chapter Five

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three

Chapter Four Recap:

“They don’t seem like very good friends if they make you feel like shit and threaten anyone you like. How the hell are you supposed to ever have a girlfriend?”

Shawn laughs and runs his hand through his hair. “Exactly. I don’t know what to do, I mean, they’re my friends. I’ve known Andrew since I was sixteen.”

“And yet you let him bully you like this,” you turn and walk away. If Shawn wanted pity for having garbage friends, he wasn’t going to get it from you and you had to walk away because you felt yourself starting to pity him. His friends would have to get over themselves because if they wanted to come after you because Shawn had some feelings, well then they had a big storm coming. You get to your table and pack away your laptop and books. You grab your pink taser from the bottom of your bag and head for the doors.

The lock handle on the front door of your house rattles violently, causing you to snap your head up from the book you were reading. It stops and you dismiss it as wind from the storm brewing outside. Ashley, your housemate and good friend, was out for the night with some guy. You hadn’t expected her home so you took up residence on the sofa to read your new book your mom had sent you in a cute little care package last week.

The handle rattles again and now you know it’s not just the wind blowing. The old house creaked and groaned during every storm, it was something you had gotten used to, but this was definitely someone trying to get in. You get up and turn on the main room light, hoping the light flooding through the living room’s windows would give the person a clue that someone was in fact home and they should not break in. There is more rattling and you put your book down to grab the metal bat that you and Ashley kept beside the stairs in front of the door.
With the bat in one hand, handle braced against your forearm incase you needed to swing one handed, you flip the lock and the deadbolt on the front door. You open the door just a little, allowing the additional chain lock to pull taut while you see who was there.  

“Hey, sweetheart,” Andrew says cooly, a smirk on his face. What the fuck was he doing at your house? How did he even know where you lived? “Gonna let me in?”

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too good at goodbyes

request: 73,89,98,99 bc i’m n e e d y asf tha nks
73. “You don’t have to stay.”
89. “You’re the best part of me.”
98. “Hold me back!’
99. “I don’t care what they said, it doesn’t mean shit!”

Could you write something about brokenheart Shawn like maybe Y/N is so scared to be the girl with a broken heart that she decided to break his heart instead

— word count: 2,061

— warnings: mild swearing

“Get out!” You scream at the top of your lungs.

“No! Tell me why!” He yells back, standing his ground in front of you.

“Just leave!”

“I’m not going anywhere until you tell me why you want me gone all of a sudden!”

You try to push him towards the door, but he barely moves an inch. You collapse against his chest, banging your fists against him.

“Please, just go!” You beg tears, spilling down your face.

“Why do you want me gone so bad, (y/n)? What happened?”

“I just don’t love you anymore.”

Shawn stares at you, not wanting to believe the words that just came out of your mouth.

“Leave. I don’t love you anymore.” You stare at him as silent tears roll down his cheeks.

Shawn grabs his jacket and keys, walking out and slamming the door behind him. You watch as he leaves, collapsing to the floor as soon as the door closes. You didn’t mean any of the things you said. You’re just scared. Scared of being hurt so you hurt him instead. You watched your parents’ marriage fall apart right in front of you and you swore you would never go through what they did.

You spent countless nights listening to your mother’s sobs through her locked bedroom door. You were so young having to watch all of this. Only eight years old. You had to endure their endless fights and sham of a marriage for another ten years before you finally got out of there. As soon as you left they stopped putting on a show and got divorced. You knew you were the only reason they were still together. You also swore that you would never put your children through that. You still stand by that. Maybe that’s why you’re so afraid to love.

You promised yourself that as soon as you thought you might be falling in love with Shawn you would leave. The thing is, you didn’t even realize you were already in love with him. You’re so afraid to love Shawn, so afraid to get hurt, that you just push him away.

You don’t know how long you’re on the floor crying, but it feels like your lungs are on fire. You stand up, your whole body numb. You slowly make your way to the bedroom, collapsing into the bed. You curl up into yourself, wrapping your arms around you, wishing they were Shawn’s. You close your eyes, more tears rolling down your cheeks as you realize Shawn is most likely never coming back.

You hear a knock at the door and refuse to get up, not wanting to see anyone at the moment. When the knocks become more urgent you groan and reluctantly make your way to answer it. As soon as you reach the living room the door swings open to reveal Matt.

“You left the door unlocked.” He says, walking in.

“Yeah, thanks. I realized that when you burst in.” You roll your eyes, starting to walk back to your bedroom, Matt trailing right behind you.

“I assume Shawn sent you to get his things.” You say as you reach up to grab a duffel bag from the top of the closet.

“No, actually.”

You stop and stare at him, sure you heard him wrong.


“He didn’t send me to get his things.”

You blink slowly before staring at Matt, your eyebrows drawn together tightly.

When you don’t answer he continues, “Shawn showed up at my front door a little while ago. He had obviously been crying. He told me what happened and I immediately dragged him over here. He’s in the car.”

Your heart lifts slightly when you hear that Shawn is here.

“I’ve known you for quite some time now, (y/n). I know you didn’t mean any of that. You’re still madly in love with Shawn. I think he’s the only one who doesn’t know that. At least he doesn’t think you love him at this moment.” He finishes.

You stare at him, more tears threatening to spill. You didn’t even know you could cry this much.

“I still love him. So much. I’m just scared.”

“I’m not the one you should be telling.” He motions towards the front door.

You walk outside to see Shawn standing outside, his back towards your house. His head lowers when he hears the door open and close.

“See man,” he sniffles, “I told you. Can we go now?”

He turns around and freezes when he sees you.

“Shawn, I’m so sorry.” You say stepping closer to him.

He stuffs his hands in his pockets, looking down and kicking at the pavement below him.

“You don’t have to stay, but will you at least hear me out?” You continue.

He shrugs, “I guess. Go ahead and break my heart a little more if you please.” He mutters.

Your heart breaks even more hearing him say that and you swallow hard before continuing.

“You know my parents are divorced, but you don’t know that I had to deal with the fights for ten years. I had to listen to my mother’s crying through a locked door for hours on end, knowing there was nothing I could do about it. I had to live in the center of their broken marriage for ten years. I was the only reason they didn’t get divorced sooner. I felt like I was the reason they had to go through it for so much longer than they should have.”

Shawn looks at you sympathetically and you shake your head, “Don’t look at me like that.”

He looks to the ground again and you take a deep breath before continuing.

“Shawn, I told you I don’t love you anymore because I’m scared.”

His head snaps up and he looks at you, confusion evident in his expression.

“I didn’t want to get hurt, so I hurt you first.”

Shawn’s expression changed and you swear he looks angry.

“So, you were so scared to get close to me, and let me love you that you decided to break my heart? Do you know how fucked up that is?”

You close your eyes and a few tears roll down your cheeks, “I didn’t want to be the girl with the broken heart. Shawn, I messed up. I know that. It’s all I know. Every relationship I’ve been in, I’ve left before I could get hurt, but they’ve never loved me like you and I’ve never loved them.”

“You can’t just go around breaking up with people because you’re scared to fall in love!”

You take a deep breath and step back from him, his expression immediately softening.

“Sorry.” He mutters.

“No, Shawn…you’re right. I didn’t want to let you close to me even though you mean the most to me. And that’s an awful thing to do to you. You don’t deserve this.” You sigh.

Shawn just looks at you, not sure of what to say.

“Everyone was right. I don’t deserve you. You’re too good for me.” You mutter, ready to give up.

Shawn’s eyebrows pull together, “Who said that?”

“Your fans, the media, even Andrew said it once. We had gotten in a fight and he was mad because I had you distracted so don’t go off on him.” You say quietly.

“I don’t care what they said, it doesn’t mean shit!” He says, clearly angry.

“It does to me!”

“Why!? Why does what they say mean so much to you!?”

“I don’t know!” You shout as tears of frustration continue to blur your vision.

“You shouldn’t even care about what I say. Your opinion is the only one that matters when it comes to how you view yourself.” He says softly.

“Yeah, well my opinion is the same as theirs. You’re too good for me.” Your voice lowers.

Shawn stares at you, hurt that you would say that.

“I am not too good for you.” He shakes his head.

“You are. You know you are. You’re such a good person. All of the time. You’re talented and genuine. I just go around trying to break other people’s hearts before they can break mine. All I ever say is goodbye.”

“Why don’t you try saying hello? Say hello to me. To us. To our relationship.”

“Because I’m way too good at goodbyes.” You say quietly.

“You don’t have to say goodbye again. You haven’t fully said it to me yet.”

“Because you slipped through the cracks.”

“Heaven forbid! Matt, hold me back! I’m getting too close to (Y/n)’s heart!” He says sarcastically.

“Would you stop?” You hit his arm.

“Why should I? You’re the best part of me and you’re scared to admit that you love me.”

“Yeah, I am! I’m sorry I’m not conventional and I don’t fit into your perfect fucking plan, Shawn.”

“But, you do! You fit into it so well because it’s built around you! I know you, (Y/n), you’re a fighter. I’ve learned that through many things. You fight for what you believe in and you fight for what you want. You are one of the most stubborn people at times. What happened to that girl?”

“I guess she’s gone.” You look down.

“Don’t say that.” He says, stepping closer to you.

“How can I not?” You look back at him.

He opens his mouth to speak, but you interrupt him.

“Baby, we don’t stand a chance. It’s-it’s sad…but it’s true.” You say, wiping your eyes.

“We stand every chance.”


“Don’t…” He says, his lip trembling as tears begin to roll down his cheeks.

You open your mouth to say something, but he doesn’t let you.

“(Y/n)…stop. I’m not giving up on us this easily.”

“But, I need you to.”

“Boo fucking hoo because I’m not going to.”

“Why do you have to be so stubborn!?”

“Because I love you and I don’t want to lose you!”

“Goddammit, Shawn! Then stop loving me!”

“I can’t just stop loving you! Why are you so scared of me loving you, anyway!?”

“My parents-” You start.

“Stop. You can’t blame this on your parents anymore. That was their relationship. Just because their relationship didn’t work out, doesn’t mean none of yours can!”

You stare at him quietly, tears freely flowing down both of your faces.

“Do you even want this to work out?”

“What? Of course I do.”

“Then act like it.”

“What do you want me to do?” You ask, frustrated.

“Say you love me.”

You stare at him, your mouth open slightly as he looks at you expectantly.


You love Shawn. You really do. You don’t know why it’s so hard for you to tell him that.

Of course. Fuck this. I tried.” He says walking towards your front door, leaving you standing there as he calls for Matt.

You start to panic as you realize Shawn is actually walking away this time.


“What? What could you possibly have to say to me?” He spits.

“I love you. I really do. I’m so madly in love with you and I don’t know why that was so hard for me to say because you’re the only person I ever want to say that to. I’m sorry it took me so long, but please know that I really do love you. Please don’t go.”

“I love you too, (Y/n”. I always have.“

You smile at him.

“But it’s too late. Sometimes people need to hear things like this sooner. Ya know, before they actually begin to believe that you don’t love them.” He continues and your heart sinks.

Shawn walks past you, getting in the car as Matt walks out.

“Take care, (Y/n).”

You nod, staring at Shawn. This was exactly what you were afraid of. You watch as they drive away, your heart shattering even more with each roll of the tires. You walk back inside, closing the door behind you. You sink down and bring your knees to your chest, breaking down.

This house is where you shared so many amazing memories with Shawn. All the early mornings where you woke up and cooked breakfast together. The birthdays you spent together. The drunken nights that ended in sloppy, giggling make-out sessions. This house didn’t feel like home anymore.

It didn’t feel like home anymore because your home just left you standing out front as tears rolled down your cheeks.

Waterside Jealousy

“Hiiii can you write someone where Shawn and his girlfriend are at the beach? Just kissing swimming laying around some guys watch her and Shawn realizes getting jealous watching the sunset just a little bit of everything 😩🔥😊”

A/N: finally an actual request yay. I tried to stay as close to what was requested, but i lowkey got carried away oOPs. thanks to the person who requested this u da real mvp, also thanks for 300+ notes on keep quiet???? that makes me feel more confident oh my god????
Rating: whatever is the opposite of PG bc this some fluff y'all
Requested? yeah

Word Count: 1K+

Summer was coming too close to an end and I don’t think my heart was taking it well. Although I favored autumn more, I was still enjoying soaking up the sunlight and sand between my toes every time I walked the beach. It was the reason I found myself sprawled out over a mandala wall mural that doubled as a beach blanket.

We’d been here since 11 AM, when the sun was high as ever, shining its happiness over every passerby on the land. It was 4:30PM now. I’d swam, basking in the salty waters, almost all damn day. I’d look like a raisin had I swam any longer. Shawn on the other hand, was having the time of his life. Him, Brian, and Ian were a few yards down, tossing a frisbee around and screaming like, well, exactly what they were, a bunch of boys. It was nice to watch him relax and just spend a little time to enjoy. Taking the time to observe him, I felt comfortable, at peace.

“You came to the beach…to read?” Shawn drawls, laying himself on the other half of my towel, resting his head on his hand. He turns on his side to meet my shielded eyes and raised eyebrows.

“What happened to somethin’ about never judging my decisions?” I barely paid him mind as I flipped over to the next chapter of my book.

Shawn chuckles, drawing delicate lines and shapes across my lower back. “Not judging, just…observing.”

“Well, yes I did. Now stop observing me, it’s weird.” I hum, pressing my bookmark in between the pages and shutting it.
“It’s not weird, it should be a compliment. Isn’t that the type of thing girls usually like? Guys noticing the little things?”
“Yes, but that’s-Oh my god, Shawn-That’s not what we mean.” I laughed, leaving a quick kiss on his lips, feeling the curve of a smile make a short appearance.

“Come enjoy the water, eat some ice cream, hug a dolphin; Do something entertaining,Y/N..” I flick a bit sand towards him, watching him nearly fall onto his back attempting to avoid it. I try and stifle a laugh but fail drastically.

“I love you.” He sighs contently, pressing a kiss to my forehead as I scoot into his side. His arms hangs over my shoulders like the sun in sky, giving me a sense of warmth and contentment. “I love you more.” Moments like these were the important ones.
There’s 24 hours in a day. 24 hours to take the long way home, beat world records, get a new dog, learn a new recipe. The possibilities given to us in just a single day, is amazing. It’s a time to go on adventures and live every moment like it’s the last, or spend it the way you like best, no matter how simple that is.

Sitting here, in Shawn’s arms, listening to the waves crash into the shoreline, hearing the joyful laughter of kids running along the beach, a random song on the radio blasting all over the form of nature was one of my favorite ways to spend it. The location didn’t matter as much as who I was with. As long as he was at my side, I could have a good time no matter what.

I glance up, finding Shawn’s gaze solid as rock and set on something behind me. His jaw locked tight, chest heaving, fists clenched, told me that his anger was anything but tameable as of now. “What’s going on, babe?” A voice whistles behind me and I have to hold back the vomit I feel resting in my throat.
“Nothing with you, clearly.” I snap, pulling my sunglasses up into my hair.
“Wow, you’re even hotter without glasses on.” He snickered, crouching down to be eye level with me.God, this guy was sickening.
“It’s apparent that regardless of whether you wore them or not, you’d still be unappealing.”
“Ooh, fiesty.”
“Judging by your lack of respect, you must get turned down often, huh?” Shawn sneers beside me. I press my hand into his chest, knowing he’ll crack and break this guy’s skull at any given moment if he keeps pushing.
“Don’t talk about yourself like that, Lover Boy.”
“Says the guy who can’t ever get a girl. I’m sure you on the ones who’re evidently taken and far too out of your league.”
“It’s kind of obvious, he doesn’t have to go searching for women ‘cause he has the best one, isn’t it?” A slight smile rested itself on my lips. I think I loved when Shawn got sassy more than any other part. It was an amusing occurrence. It became even better when we did it together.

“So if you don’t mind, my girlfriend and I have something to do. Why don’t you go find your fucking mom and let her teach you how to approach a woman, yeah?”
“She’s not even all that anyways.” He huffs, standing back on his feet.
“But you were just trying to get me. Don’t be an emasculate asshole.” I didn’t bother resisting my urge to laugh as the guy stomped off bruised ego and all. His foot was completely emerged in sand with every step he took. He nearly slipped twice and it made it even funnier watching him faceplant the ground after the third time.
“I could’ve punched his goddamn face in.” He mumbles, his fingertips dancing along my backside. I press my finger against his cheek, taking his gaze off the douchebag that now walked out of view. His lips meet my own and a hum of appreciation from Shawn is swallowed between my lips.
“He’s not worth it, babe. Don’t even waste the time being upset. He’s not you so I don’t care.” In seconds, that breathtaking smile of his was plastered right back where it belongs.“Did I tell you how much I love you?”
“You may have mentioned it once or twice?” I grin, laying my head across his lap.
“Alright, clearly I’m doing a bad job at something.”

“Are You Pregnant?”

Shawn Mendes x Pregnant!reader

Warnings: none, too much fluff???


You and Shawn had talked about have kids, but decided to wait a few years because you got married when you were pretty young.

You had been married for about a few months when you began feeling dizzy and sick. Figuring it was just a stomach bug, you decided not to go to the doctors. After a weeks you weren’t feeling any better. And then it hit you.

You quickly put on one of Shawn’s sweatshirts that was way too big for you and put your hair into a messy bun and getting an Uber to avoid being recognized by Andy paparazzi or fans.

After getting back from the store you knew Shawn would be at the studio so you had time. After sitting on the bed for a while, gathering your courage, you went into the bathroom and took all of the tests. Well you definitely had your answer now. All fifteen of the tests displayed pregnant on their screens.

Knowing that Shawn would be ecstatic, you decided to just tell him when he got home, rather than opting for something more elaborate.

You decided to change into some leggings and take a nap before Shawn got home later.

You were awoken by the sound of the front door opening and closing, alerting you that Shawn was home.

“Princess,” he called out, “I’m home.”

You quickly got out of bed and all but ran to the kitchen, where you knew he would be.

“Hi, honey,” you said happily walking up to him and giving him a quick peck on the cheek as he wrapped his hands around your waist, “I’ve got good news.”

“Thats really great honey,” he said, “but I’ve got a really great idea for a song and I need to write it down before I forget it,” he sated before walking out of the room towards his in home studio.

After sitting on the couch for about an hour just scrolling through Instagram and Tumblr, you realized that Shawn never came back and you were a little disappointed.

While walking towards his studio, you heard Shawn on the phone.

“Yeah, I’ll definitely be there,” he said, “I’ll leave soon.”

You walked into the room and sat on his lap, a slight pout on your lips, “you never came back,” you whined, putting your hands on his shoulders.

“I know and I’m sorry. I just got caught up in the writing,” he said while running a hand through his hair before placing both of his hands on your hips, “but could you tell me when I get back? Jeff told me I need to be somewhere.”

Maybe it was was the hormones but at hearing that you would have to once again wait, you just burst into tears, scaring Shawn and causing him to pull you into his arms.

“Hey, hey, hey,” he cood, you Head falling onto his shoulder.

“I just wanted to tell you my news and now your leaving me, your pregnant wife at home and I still haven’t told you my news,” you cried, barely able to speak clearly so half of your words came out jumbled.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I should have listened to yo- wait,” he sitting you up straight, looking into your eyes, “a-are you pregnant?” He asked carefully, not wanting to get his hopes up or to upset you once again.

All you managed to do was nod, still a bit embarrassed from your outburst.

He didn’t speak before pulling you into another hug.

“I love and I love this baby’s and I’m sorry for not listening to you before,” he said before pulling you in for a quick peck on the lips and placing a large hand on your stomach, “hi little princess, you’re a girl, I can just feel it. I love you and your mommy so so so much and I can’t wait to see you and take care of you.” He spoke to your belly, grinning the entire time, almost causing you to cry from happiness.

He looked up grinning, “now that we have little bub, which I’m pretty sure is a girl, I’ll have to start calling you my queen,” he said, now smirking, before pulling in for another kiss.

Part 2???

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