yeah he's in my guitar case

Do You Trust Me?

Summary: Shawn’s going on tour for 2 months and you’re feeling a little insecure and jealous about it. He makes sure to show his love for you before he leaves, though. ;)

Requested: Not this time

I sat on the bed quietly as I watch Shawn place his acoustic guitar in its case, securing it afterward. He did this with all of his guitars, placing them in a corner next to his half-packed suitcase. His manager and bodyguard will be here in the morning to pick him up, along with all of the things that he packed.

“How long are you going to be gone again?” I asked, nervously biting my lip.

“2 months.” He replies folding and placing the shirt neatly into his suitcase. I nodded my head, continuing to bite my lip. I don’t like the feeling of Shawn leaving for that long. Yeah, it’s his job, but anything can happen while he’s out there.

Shawn must’ve noticed my uneasiness, because he set what he had in his hand down and climbed onto the bed, wrapping his arms around me. I snuggled into his chest.

“What’s wrong, Y/N?” He asked kissing my forehead.

“Nothing,” I lied. “Just promise me you’ll be careful?”

“I’m alway careful,” Shawn said with a smile. I sat up and looked at him.

“No, you’re not. Remember that time at MAGCON?”

“That was an accident. Plus half of that was Cameron’s fault.” He replied with a smirk, leaning back on his hands. It’s always Cameron’s fault. Shawn’s smirk slowly faded away. “Really, babe, what’s wrong?”

I looked down at my hands. I’m not usually the jealous type and I don’t like feeling jealous, but right now I can’t help it. I look up to see Shawn watching me with concern written across his face.

“You’ll be traveling to different places every night where girls are constantly screaming your name.” I looked down at my hands, not wanting to make eye contact. “I just don’t want you to forget about me.” Shawn shook his head.

“Y/N, it’s only 2 month’s I’ll be back before you know it.” He countered.

“Yeah, Shawn! It’s 2 months with other girls who are throwing themselves at you 24/7! 2 months with other girls who would do just about anything to get into your pants!” I stressed, getting up from my seat on the bed and pacing around the room.

Shawn grabbed my hand and pulled me toward him. I stood between his legs as he intertwined our fingers.

“Your scared that I’m gonna change my mind about us?” He asked. I stayed quiet. “Do you trust me, Y/N?” I looked into Shawn’s brown eyes.

“Of course I trust you, Shawn. It’s all the pretty half dressed girls I don’t trust.” I said running one of my hands through his hair. I rested my forehead on his.

“They are pretty, huh?” Shawn joked. I slapped him in the arm as he chuckled. “Seriously, though, you’re the girl that I love, Y/N. I’m not changing my mind about us anytime soon.”

With that, he placed his lips on mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I straddled him as our kiss turned into a heated make out session.  

He moved down to my neck, kissing and biting down softly here and there. I closed my eyes enjoying the feeling of Shawn’s lips on my skin. That’s when I realized what was happening.

“Shawn, we can’t do this. You have to pack.” I panted in his ear as he got closer to my soft spot.

“I’ll finish in the morning.” He replied removing my shirt and attaching his lips back to my neck. I let out a moan when he found my soft spot.  

I slowly started to grind against him, removing his shirt. His hands tightened around my hips as he continued to suck on my neck. I ran my hands down his abs to his V-line as I quickened my pace.

“Shawn,” I moaned.

“S-stop,” Shawn panted in my ear, turning me on even more. “ Y/N, if you don’t stop now, I-I’m gonna cum in my pants.” He grunted.  Next thing I know, he’s on top of me, removing my pants and I remove his.

“You ready?” He asks. I nod my head, spreading my legs wider. He alines himself with my entrance and slowly enters me. I bit my lip, holding back a moan as Shawn lets out a grunt. I feel his breath on my neck as he thrusts into me.  

“Shawn, faster.” I moan. He picks up the pace and I let out a moan. I buck my hips for more friction, causing Shawn to go deeper. My eyes shoot open and a loud moan escapes my lips. “Yeah, baby, right there.” I use the heels of my feet to push Shawn deeper into me.


Shawn lets out a grunt as he lunges deeper into me, hitting this spot in my body, making me go crazy.

“Shawn! Don’t stop. Don’t stop, please.” I pant raking my nails hard down his back, causing Shawn to let out a hiss. “I’m close, baby. Don’t stop!”

After 2 more strong thrusts, I arch my back and Shawn stills inside of me as both of our highs come over us, leaving us sweaty and tried. Shawn lays next to me, wrapping an arm around my naked body.

“I’m defiantly not changing my mind anytime soon.” He says before we drift to sleep.

god I’m playing night in the woods and. one of my favorite things in games is atmosphere
early in the game there’s a party in the woods, and there’s the one douchebag with the guitar that’s always at parties, and occasionally he’ll stop playing to tune his guitar
and he has that moment that literally everyone who’s relative tuned has, where you get to the B string and accidentally finger the 5th fret of the G string, instead of the 4th
I love it

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[ Mun vs. Muse ]


🎁 = What sorts of gifts do the mun and muse like? What were the last gifts they gave and received?

Well, in all fairness, we enjoy anything we’re given and treasure it dearly, but let’s see…books - that’s a big one for both of us; nothing beats that new novel smell (or the hand-me-down, well-loved feel) of a good book. Ignis is a bauble kind of guy - trinkets, pendants, keychains, little things like that that he can carry with him without too much trouble and admire on the fly. I like video game paraphernalia mostly and - oh yeah! - I collect video game stickers for my guitar case.

As to the last gifts we gave and received - Ignis made Noctis a fishing pole out of one of the adviser’s old lances for Valentines and he’s got a veritable mountain of Ebony stashed away from all of his birthday wishes. And me? Well, I sent a thing, but the person I sent it to is following me and I don’t want to spoil the surprise yet. Let’s just say it’s round and fluffy and leave it at that. And for receiving - apparently someone’s sending me a Berseria CE, which I’m still in shock about? 

🍳 = What are the mun’s and muse’s favorite foods? 

I prefer desserts, Chiffon cake, a personal favorite; mun has a particular fondness for chicken curry.