that face is so expressive

Pregnancy Tests (Imagine)

Word Count: 1076

Warnings: Swearing

It was the third morning where you were oddly nauseous; the smell of food making you stumble to the toilet clutching your mouth. Shawn would follow, sitting on the side of the bathtub next to you, rubbing your shoulder.

“Baby, this isn’t food poising” he would whisper, tucking your hair behind your ear. You’d look up at him with tired eyes and nod, placing a shaky hand on your forehead.

“My periods late” you say, closing your eyes.

“Seriously?” He would ask, his voice sounding different; almost hopeful.

“Yeah, I should have started last week” you say, searching for an expression on his face.

“So are you like…?” He says, a small smile tugging on his lips.

“I don’t know” You say, relived he seemed happy.

“What do we do? Like take a test or something?” You stare at his face, noticing how he seemed like he was trying to hide his excitement. His eyes wildly flickering between yours, searching for anything to tell him how you feel.

“Yeah, but we need to go and get one” you say, trying to lift yourself up.

“Hey, let me help you, you’ve just emptied your guts” he grins, making you laugh weakly. He helps you up and you stand in front of him, feeling rough. He leans down and places a kiss on your nose, smiling slightly. “I love you.”

“I love you too” you say, leaning up to kiss his lips.

You both head to his jeep, him opening the door being the usual gentleman that he is. The journey to the store consisted of small talk and nervous silence. Shawn’s hand was resting on your thigh the whole way, squeezing it every once in a while. The whole time his mind was full of the idea that he might be a dad. He found himself grinning at the idea, but tried his best to not get his hopes up. 

When you get there, you both head in, hoping that no one notices you. He takes your hand in his as you enter, guiding you to the right isle.

“I don’t even know which one to get” you say, overwhelmed by the amount of pregnancy tests one shop could sell. You look up at him, his face mirroring yours.

“Fuck, they’re expensive” he laughs, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. “We could just get one of each” he says seriously, waiting your response.

“No Shawn! That’s going to cost too much.”

"I don’t care” he says, throwing them into the basket. You shake your head and cling onto his arm. He was wearing the denim jacket that never failed to make him look handsome. His hair was floppy due to the fact that he hadn’t done it, but you preferred it like that anyway.

You head to the tills and you groan when the self service section was closed. 

“We need to go to someone that won’t know you” you say, trying to find anyone who wouldn’t see that the Shawn Mendes was buying about 15 pregnancy tests.

“There’s an old lady over there, she won’t know me” he laughs, taking your hand and leading you in her direction.

He empties out the basket and you try your best to avoid eye contact as the lady starts to scan the boxes.

“Rough start to the morning huh?” She smiles warmly. 

“Yeah I guess” Shawn responds, blushing as you hold his hand tighter. She finishes scanning the items and asks for the money. Before you leave she hands over the change and smiles again. 

“Good luck, whatever answer you’re hoping for.” You thank her and leave, blushing at the situation you just encountered.

 When you arrive back home you rush to the bathroom and try to open the box with shaky hands.

“Here, let me do it” Shawn says, taking the small box in his large hands. He hands it over to you and you examine the stick, checking it looked like it would work.

“I guess I just pee on it right?” You say, earning a laugh from Shawn.

“Hunny, I don’t know. Why your asking me?” he laughs, walking towards the door. “Call me when you’re done.”

He leaves the room and you do as the instructions say. Afterwards you head out and see Shawn waiting outside the door. 

“I’ve done it. We have to wait 5 minutes” you say quietly, feeling overly nervous. Shawn smiles down at you and pulls you in his arms. After a few moment silence, you ask the one question that had been on you’re mind all day; “What do you want it to say?”

Shawn stays silent for a moment and then hugs you tighter, kissing your hair in the process. 

"I will love you regardless to what the test says, I promise that.” He says, but then pulls away so you’re looking into his eyes. “But the idea of a mini us honestly sounds amazing, it really does.” You smile, grateful that he would like a child. It relaxes you, knowing that he will still love you no matter what the result is.

After the 5 minutes is up, you open the bathroom door and walk up to the sink. 

“I love you” Shawn says taking your hand.

“I love you too” you stutter, terrified to look at the numerous tests lay along the edge of the sink. This moment was literally life changing.

You take a deep breath and look. Your eyes scan the tests and at first it doesn’t sink in. Shawn’s hand squeezes yours, trying to earn a response. After you say nothing for what felt like 10 hours to Shawn, he speaks up.

“Baby, what does it say?” He asks nervously, pulling you to face him. You turn to him and you immediately start crying.

“I’m pregnant!“ you say, falling into his arms. "We’re having a baby!”

The look on Shawn’s face was priceless. He instantly began to weep too, holding you close to him.

“Oh my god” he says in disbelief, holding you tightly. “Congratulations baby!” The excitement you both felt was of the scale, but you were too happy and in shock to show it. You pull away, connecting your lips to his. He smiles against you, moving his hands to your belly. “I love you so much” he would say with a small laugh, as his hands touch your tummy. “I love you so fucking much.”

“I love you too Shawn.”

I hope this is okay! Let me know what you guys think xx

poses from imagination to practice what i (hopefully) learned and commit it to memory QAQ

top half (lighter purple) was from may, I drew scribbles and forced em into a pose, so they came out kinda stretched & funky looking lol

bottom half was from june where i was trying to figure out what i need to study next (x’s are there to mark the areas where i was having trouble/getting confused and frustrated) also I invented a pose and then tried to draw the same pose from two other angles OH MAN it was SO HARD  LIKE you WOuLD nOT BElieVE but very very helpful; I’m gonna def keep doing that exercise


My favorite part about this kiss is how intense Dylan/Stiles’ face is. He’s kissing her like she’s his lifeline, the air he breathes. He’s so consumed in this moment, in this kiss, in Lydia. You can feel how much he loves her and how much this moment means to him. This is everything Stiles has spent the past 10 years building up to, and the intensity with which he kisses Lydia is like none I’ve ever seen. Lydia holds onto to Stiles, kissing him back just as forcefully, and we get this incredible moment that seems to stop time. I just can’t get over how much you can tell that this is quite possibly the most important day of Stiles’ life just by the expression he makes when kissing Lydia. It’s gentle and intense and heartbreaking all at the same time. You can feel the gentleness he possesses for Lydia, but it’s also this intense fire that burns hot enough to consume them both. It’s so amazing that these two completely opposite things can exist simultaneously in just one expression. Dylan never ceases to amaze me with how much he understands Stiles as a character and his unconditional love for Lydia.


I think my ❤ is gonna burst! I’m inspired by ALL of you. #ThankYouFor sharing ur stories and hearts with me. I see, hear, and love you all 😌

No need to hide your thoughts, boi.

Your face says it all.