so I just hacked to the wifi so I can open up tumblr. uhmm...in my country Indonesia...uh, Tumblr has been shutdown. due to much smut and pornography, which I never seen on Tumblr. so yeah..., Indonesia kinda been a jerk to me for shutting down tumblr. i'm so sorry, I'll come back and write more fanfics, i'm sorry I really am. and it took me alot to get rid of the location of the wifi so I can get into Tumblr again...,again I'm sorry and I'll see you later...
a/n huff...finally, my big test are shucking over! and oh my goodness, my hands are sore after writing this, but oh well .i never appreciate my homeland or country...so i made this for a shout out for the city of Indonesia! the country that i truly sacrifice for the drops of my blood...btw Jakarta is on the center of Indonesia, you should really visit...,it’s wonderfull...
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summary you went to pick up Shawn from the airport...you guys have been long distance dating for almost 2 years and you always make time to visit Shawn when he’s back to Canada. but Shawn switched things up a bit, he’s the one who’s visiting now. you guys explored Jakarta Night Club, and when night comes, you always looked out from your apartment to look at Jakarta sky who are flooded with cool skyscrapers. Shawn joined and he looked amazed. you told a story fore underneath the Jakarta Sky... and Shawn seemed to enjoyed it.
warning honestly nothing, maybe some bad partying behaviours. i don’t really care about partying tho..., i would love to try if i’m old enough
it wasn’t a secret for all of the things i’ve done underneath Jakarta sky. and i wasn’t ashamed for all the secrets. all the romance, and all of the most drunkest nights. it was really the best moments underneath these skies. none of them i regret about.
and here I am, picking up my soulmate from the airport who’s visiting me. i was pretty nervous, like Indonesia wasn’t really a clean street. people like us some care and some don’t. but i’ve just wished that Shawn look more from the beauty and not the the defiency.
so, I went to the gate where he was landing on. I’ve waited for a couple of minutes till i saw Shawn’s tall figure. he looked really tired. he was wearing a black hoodie and gray pants. his eyes are covered by his black shiny shade. but i could see from the way he looked, tired. maybe it’s from jet lag.
“Shawn! over here,” of course..., I was stupid. I yelled and that made me a center of the attention. and of course people started realizing that Shawn Mendes is in front of them.
some of them cursed in Indonesian language. and some girls squelled in fangirls. Shawn started walking to me and says something with a low voice, “You’re such a cutie when you’ve realized you’ve made a mistake,”.
I giggled for what Shawn said. of course i didn’t kiss him or anything...cause’ in Indonesia, kissing is not a couple thing. it’s mostly because of religion and modesty. and Shawn understood.
after a few minutes of “hello” and “i’m your fan”. we finally went to my car. and i was stupid, i brought my mercedes. now that made us looked like Kylie Jenner just visitied Indonesia.
“ You hungry???” i asked after starting on the car. “yup!” Shawn answered immediately. i let out a soft laugh.
Shawn moved our intertwined hands to turn on a song on the radio. we tuned to some songs, but after fifteen minutes, i parked the car and turned it off.
“Mc’Donalds?” He asked while stepping outside of the car.
“what? you don’t want Mc’Donalds ?” i asked worryingly. i know i’m so stupid to bring Shawn to Mc’Donalds for his first time in indonesia. but i was having so many anxiety that i turned stupid.
“no...It’s just cute that you always took Mc’Donalds when you’ve got no place in mind to eat,” Shawn let out a soft laugh and grabbed my hand. and of course my face turned red.
we ordered some food and a kid accidently bumped to Shawn. “ are you okay?” Shawn lightly grabbed the kid’s hand. “ oh my god, Shawn Mendes?!” the kid screamed in Indonesia. Shawn just giggled and bent down to hug the child. “I love you!” the kid yelled before running back into her mom’s arm. my mouth escaped an ‘awwee’. Shawn looked at me with a beautiful smile curved on his mouth.
“want one?” Shawn smirked. my face turn splashing red. “i’m just kidding,” shawn laughed for how much blush i have, “but seriously tho, if you want one. just let me know,”. and for the road long, my face was burning like a tomato.
it was almost evening, Shawn was suprised for how speed the sun drops. we were back on my apartment on Jakarta. we changed clothes cause’ i was gonna take Shawn to a night club. and i just put on a dark blue silk dress. and Shawn was wearing a half buttoned shirt and same black swaggy jeans.
Shawn was completely staring at me while i did my make up. “my my... can’t believe my girl completely ripped out from her innocent look to a complete party beast,” Shawn smirked. he went to stand behind me, mouth on my neck. sucking on my collarbone and creating a hickey. “just to let the boys know you’ve belong to someone,” he winks at me before putting on his shoes.
when at the elevator, i give him a huge kiss and said, “This is a night club, don’t be suprised what i’ve always do in this street,” i smirk alittle. and Shawn just bit his lips and that made my goosebumps stood up.
here we are! down at the Empirica night club, the club that i’ve always loved going. either with friends, or just me trying to hook somebody up.
it only took Shawn a minute to blend with the others. i don’t know Shawn is also a beast, he got a drink on his hand and dancing like there was no tomorrow. “ go whip it baby!” i shout thru the vibes of the club. Shawn took my hand and ask me to dance. and of course, i’m the queen of dancing!
from outta nowhere i found my friend, “who’s got hooked here, hun?” she smirk. i drunk-giggled a bit. “hi i’m sha-” before Shawn could even introduce himself, my friend cut him ,”Mendes, i know you. but By the way have fun! i’m gonna tell the DJ you’re both here,” she shouts so we could hear her. i nodded and took another sip on my drink.
and outta nowhere the DJ shouts our name on the microphone “YO! Shawn Mendes and our Coolest girl in town is here!!!,”. me and Shawn giggled and began waving to everybody.
the rest of the whole night was wonderfull. me and Shawn moving our bodies together in sync, the music electricted thru the whole floor, our the taste of our drinks mixing. it’s always I’ve dreamed being with him.
we walked out of the alitte bit drunk. we ran thru the street happily laughing. i looked up to the skies of Jakarta that are flooded with skyscrapers and thanked to god for what i have. “what are you looking at?” Shawn asked while hugging me from the back.
“nothing,” i lied while giggling, and kiss-peck his cheeks before ordering an Uber.
this night was truly amazing.
with me only wearing Shawn’s hoodie, i sat on my bed and slowly pushed the curtains of my windows to the side. my eyes were glued outside, my eyes were glued to Jakarta sky. and i’m very blessed.
“they’re truly beautiful,” Shawn said before he cuddled me from the back. the feeling of the warmth bare chest to back of my spine making me shiver. “wanna know a story?” i asked. Shawn looked at me like a five year old while nodding his head.
i giggled before starting the story, “once upon a time, 6th January...i was born underneath these skies. as i grew older, i cried my heart out. not knowing what to do, not wanting to live. i never felt love till now, i never felt a connection of family when i was only 16. me and my mom lived on these block before, but now turned into a mall. we only live alone, only living on the financials we got. but every night i always looked up to these skies and felt blessed for still having eyes to look at the beautiful view. of course it wasn’t full with skyscrapers yet, but having skyscrapers now wasn’t a big deal... it still has the same signatured sky. from the people who fought for this country, from the people who put their live to the end of the limit so their future could see these skies everyday, peacefully. without bombs and anything. and i feel really gratefull, till now. but after looking the signs of life in the sky. my mind froze. i finally know that i wanna live my life making musics..., i got the thought when i was only 16, i went to a night club and pretend to be 21, and it worked. suprisingly. *giggles* and the vibe and the music just filled my body, and after a few days. i went to post of me singing on youtube, and here i am new. living my life fresh like Kylie Jenner. and i’m very gratefull to live underneath these sky,” i said before whipping a tear from my eyes.
“a beautiful story,” Shawn said before pulling me back down. and cuddled me like a ball. it’s really amazing.
I’m not really in your fandom, so you clearly don’t know me. Don’t get me wrong, I love Shawn Mendes’s music and he seems to be a great guy, I even went to a show once, but I don’t follow his life and my blog isn’t about him at all.
However, I saw something on Instagram and then here. You, freaking out about him and that girl model, Hailey Baldwin I think?
So little story, I was a Directioner when I was a teenager. I remember the fandom, freaking out every time one of the guys got a new girlfriend. I saw so many people hating on these poor girls. It was crazy, really. But I did nothing to stop it. In fact, I wouldn’t talk on social media, but I was so freaking mad when Taylor Swift started dating Harry Styles, lol. God, I’m almost ashamed now.
So yeah, I understand how you feel. And I know that a small part of you, even if you would never admit that to anyone in this world, do believe that you have your chance with him. You imagine a life with him. He is the perfect boyfriend in your mind. And that’s why you’re so angry. Because you’re jealous, even if you don’t want to admit it.
You’re jealous, so you hate her. She rubs you the wrong way. You think she will be bad news. You think she might even change your fav. You don’t support the relationship. Maybe it’s even just some publicity stunt, right?
And I understand, I really do. I’ve been a teenager too, once. (god, I sound like I’m such an old lady. Let’s make one thing clear, I’m 19. Oh yeah, I just fucked up the whole thing now didn’t I?)
But now is the moment you’re going to hate me.
There’s, what, maybe a 0.000001% chance that you will be the one to end up with Shawn Mendes. So let’s be honest.
You’ll never be in a relationship with Shawn Mendes.
Not because you’re not pretty enough, or smart enough, or funny enough, or well, you get the point. You are all of that. You are enough. But he’s a celebrity. He will end up meeting so many people, so many other celebrities.
He will be in a relationship. Fall in love. Breakup. Do it all over again.
And it won’t be with you.
He loves his fan. I’m sure he does. But he doesn’t know you personally. And he is not in love with you.
I’m sorry, I really am. But you are wasting your time, hating on a girl you don’t know. You are hurting yourself and in the process, maybe hurting Shawn himself and his friend/girlfriend/fuckfriend, whatever she is.
Just be happy for him. Love his music. His personality. Supports him. But don’t get that into his personal life. It is none of your business, and you’ll be far happier the day that you’ll stop obsessing about what he is doing.
I know it’s hard, I know you don’t want to hear this and I’m ready to receive hate (well, I would rather not). But guys, calm down.
a/n this is short but I just couldn’t get this idea off my head…, so I decided to write it now. And asdfghjkl I became a sinner, omg is this a smut wkwkwkw.
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Warning detailed make out session, smut, alittle bit of fluff
Summary Stiles is your new roommate for college. You didn’t really like him. He was loud, annoying, and a perv. But you couldn’t afford a fresh new single dorm, so you decided to share. You weren’t really a rich person, but your intelligent brings you to Oxford (scholarship). And you couldn’t stop thinking about Stiles, he maybe annoying, but it’s just something that is about him that makes your tummy tingles. And after you slept with him, things got better 😉
N a i o m i Violet-Sangsters
Huff… another stormy day in the dorm. And holy shuck…, Stiles’ PS4 sounds are louder than the Shucking thunder.
“Stiles! Keep it down! I’m studying, you big klunk,” I yelled from my room.
“I’m sorry, Princess. I’ll keep it down for you. Besides the PS4 is so far lower than the louds of your moans,” he responds. Ughh… this disgusting perv, just wanna get into pants.
I texted my brother, Thomas. Maybe he could help me calm my head down.
NaioSangster urghh.. why am I stuck with a disgusting perv, while you can be in England quietly smoking???
ThomasBro<3 idk… I asked you if you wanna quit college and stay with me but you said no.
NaioSangster I change my mind
ThomasBro<3 goodluck being a scientist and stuck with a boy that is only wanting you underneath the sheets
NaioSangster You’re bloody fucking unhelpfull to talk to…
ThomasBro<3 go suck somebody’s dick, maybe you could find the answer why I am so unhelpfull…
NaioSangster bye you bloody griever
Okay… maybe texting my brother wasn’t a good idea.
“who are you talking to?” a soft voice ask from my door.
I looked up to see Stiles leaning on my opened door. “the shuck you want?” .
“I don’t know… maybe knowing the person you’re texting to,” he smirks.
“you jealous or something, stilinsky?” I asked with my left eyebrow lifting.
“ be carefull with that name, it could be yours someday…,” he moves closer and stopped at the edge of my bed.
I gulped.
He moved closer on to my bed and push all the books to the side till they drop to the floor. “st-tiles wha-what are yo-ou doin-ng?” I asked nervously. Steaming adrenaline rush to my face making me look like giant tomato.
His face was so close till our nose booped a little.
He looked at me with a lustfull eyes before deep kissing me. I wanted to reject, but my tounge just keeps going further. His hand moved to my waist and tugged on my shirt. I moved my hand up so he could lift up my shirt. His hands keep wondering to the back of my spine and reached the clips of my bra. And before he could open it, I lift up his shirt, looking at the trained body he got. My hands were flat on his chest, and I tilted my head so he could wonder his lips on my neck. His kissed got slippery every second and he moved to my collarbone, sucking it. And I couldn’t stop thinking what would others think of the innocent girl sleeping with the popular boy.
Our moans are most likely us calling each other, and god it sounds so good. My nails was digging deep to his back while he pounds into me.
And the kiss turned out well. The sounds of our moans mixing. The sheets of the bed turned ruffled.
It’s nice to see what we could do underneath the sheets.
“that was so good,” he pants on the bed, catching up to his breath. While I do the same besides him. I rest my head on his chest while he played with my hair. “It’s not always wanting to get in your pants…, but sometimes my toughts just wondered of you. The connection we could build will be unbreakable…, besides you’re really cute,” he said with a soft loving voice. More like a tune I could listen everyday, making me asleep.
“I l-love- tha-tt an-nd I th-ink I love you too” I blushed underneath.
“oh love, I love you too ,” he said before pulling me into a cuddle and hugged me till I fell asleep.
And everyday…, I always listened to him complementing me with a soft voice, and more like a lullaby to keep me sleep.
a/n so this is a challenging fanfic cause I’m not used to write fanfics about drunk people, or about partying. But this is kinda fun to write and I have a Test for a weekend so…, this is the last post for this weekend I guess. So enjoy!
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Tip go listen to “preach” by drake and “love galore” by SZA. Idk but might kinda get you into a bar mood. Or just listen to Drake.
Warning make out sessions and idk.
D Y L A N O’BRIEN
It’s the weekend. Morely Friday night.
I never got interested in partying or clubbing. but with Thomas getting me all hooked up in Miami so, why not?
It’s not a problem If I got sober or anything, the shooting for ‘Death Cure’ was done. So why done get proud with by going to the best night club on Miami?
the club was full with smokes and Drake songs. and a really great bar with red neon signs on it.
Of course all of the other cast is there, they look all great…, but I just couldn’t get my eyes of that blonde boy, Thomas.
He look so seductive, with a drink and a ciggarete on his lips. Why am I thinking like this? Of course I like him…, but thinking what we could do together alone… just get me so frustrated. It’s hooking me up actually.
“stop looking at him like that you perv…,” a soft drunkish giggle coming out from will’s mouth.
I turned around to face him. He looked sober with a drink on his hand and his shirt lifted up abit by the girls serounding him.
“uhmm-I don’t-.. I wasn’t-uh..” ‘I said embarresingly.
“hey! Have fun… don’t worry about being a perv around here…it’s Miami,” he said choking up abit from his drink.
“oh…well I’m gonna get a drink,” I said quickly ending up the conversation.
He left me a wink and started playing with the girls around him.
I went to the bar and ordered some tequila. Cause’ that’s the only drink I could vibe in right now. Even tho I don’t like drinking…, I just wanna look like a man that Thomas would be interested hooking up with.
The man gave me the tequila and I just hold the glass while looking at Thomas from across the room.
He looked having fun with his button opened half exposing his neck and his collarbone. Oh god…
I drank the shot of tequila I had in my hand. And it didn’t take anytime to make me half tipsy.
I walked up to him.
“hello dilly…, what interested of you to talk to me?” he said with his huge sobered voice.
But even tho how tipsy I am for one shot of tequila…, my nervousness has come back.
“uh- I just want- to chec-..” before I could finish my sentence. I could feel a strong lips touching mine. The lips taste like alcohol mixing.
After a minute.. the kiss gone so good. His tounge was exploring mine and I was exploring his. It wasn’t a dominance game…, we just explore while loving every journey of it.
“that’s how to shut you up…, I know you’ve been looking at me you perv… but I like that,” Thomas said releasing from my kiss.
The kiss went only 30 minutes to turn to a make out session. My lips began exploring his neck. I hear whistles so my face was burning red on his neck. His arms pulled my waist closer to him.
And after 5 minutes…, we began (soberly) went back to our hotel room. And oh dear lord… a game we played under the sheets was incredible.
Another a/n this is the sinnest thing I ever wrote. my gosh… and thanks for @tmr-killedme for giving me an idea!
About// this is about a letter from Newt before he passed away. He wanted you to be with Thomas and not forgetting about him. You did what Newt said and after a month after Newt’s passing , you’ve began being with Thomas and got a fresh life with him.
Words : only 468, this is short.
Warning: kinda sad… might get you into your feels.
You
It’s been 1 month since Newt has flew away from the shadows of my life. No longer I can put my arms around his skinny torso. No longer I can hear his thick accent. No longer I can ruffle his blonde dirty hair. No longer I can kiss him.
No longer.
But, Newt always wanted me to be with Thomas after all of this. I don’t how to feel. But I know up there Newt could see me. I knew he wanted me to do this. And I’m doing it.
I rush out from my room, with my eyes running out tears. I yelled out tommy’s name.
“Tommy!”
Thomas rushed to me and hugged me deeply.
“what is it , love?” he always call me “love” so I’ll remember Newt forever. And it helps.
“I wanna be with you,” I gulped, “I wanna make Newt happy,”.
“are you sure?” he looked at me with his brown hazel eyes. And god, this makes me fell in love with him.
I just nodded for a yes. With my tears still draining. Tommy cupped my face and kissed me deeply, lovingly, just like Newt.
I wrap myself around his torso, even tho it’s bigger than Newt’s. but it feels like him.
And the way Thomas taste on my lips, it’s like Newt.
Even tho Tommy’s hair is dark but still as soft as Newt’s.
Tommy makes me feel like I’m with Newt.
“you know somewhere, he’s watching, happily, you know he’s really proud of you for surviving right, Love? You know he’s proud of you for being who you are, love?” he said whispering into my ears. Making feel like it’s Newt’s voice.
“I know, tommy,” I said.
Now it’s just me and Tommy, knees on the floor, wrapping ourselves together. Our tears mixing together.
+Past 2 years+
It’s been two years since me and Tommy had been together. We finally got married and a son. As for remembering Newt, we named our son Newt.
He’s a cute blonde 2 year old with the eyes of tommy’s and the nose of me. And we never understood why he’s blonde. I’m brunette and tommy too. Maybe it’s from Newt.
We never forget Newt.
He’s always in our heart.
And forever.
a/n I’m sorry if this is sad… or maybe not. But I’m really into Maze Runner these days. And why not make a fanfiction for a tribute for Newt’s death? So thx for reading! and happy doggy new year! my dog got a pup so i could him Newt !!!
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