i dont have much of a platform on my socials. these tumblr blogs are the most followers ive ever had or will ever have. i’m doing this to spread awareness and to make clear where i stand. if you are a zionist, you do not deserve my words. if you have questions, i can answer to the best of my abilities. do the research. talk about the casualties. these are people, not numbers. children. little babies. entire families. this is a genocide. i feel helpless. this is a genocide.
ISRAEL IS ETHNICALLY CLEANSING PALESTINIANS.
i will never forget these moments. i will never forget the horrifying images i have seen. and i will never forget nor forgive those who watched and said nothing. this is not a complicated issue. you are being fed lies. you are falling for propaganda. if you say nothing, you are on the side of the oppressor.
HIII, I KNOW YOU DON'T USE THIS BLOG ANYMORE BUT I WANTED TO DROP A CUTE MESSAGE TO MAKE YOUR DAY WHENEVER YOU'LL COME ACROSS THIS!!! I'VE KNOWN YOU FOR YEARS AND EVEN THO WE DON'T TALK ANYMORE YOU'RE REALLY AMAZINGG AND SUPER SWEET AND ADORABLE BABIE, I WANT YOU TO NEVER FORGET THE SPECTACULAR BEING YOU ARE CAUSE BABYGIRL YOU SHINE BRIGHT~ SENDING LOTS OF LOVE AND MUAHHS🥰😚❤️🫶🏻
hi hi hi!!! thisis so incredibly sweet and kind and thoughtful and just so so amazing i have no words! i'm sorry im so late i had a big midterm this week (actually today! so glad its over!) and i wasnt checking my socials at all! so happy i saw this pls feel free to reach out whenever im always around (except exam season apparently lol)
I LOVE YOU THIS IS SO SWEET I WILL NEVER FORGET IT
hey my love, im still very much writing i just dont think i will ever write for shawn again. not at this point anyways. i write for mgk and spencer reid on my other blog and on ao3 if thats something that interests u?
but this really means a lot to me. im so happy u like my writing enough to ask for more. im doing okay but i hope u r doing so much better. i do not deserve this kindness 💕💕💕
i saw the "talk to me im lonely" bit so hi, how are you? I hope life's going well!
hey love i havent used this blog in ages so whatever u post u saw mustve been really really old lol but im still super grateful for this ask and super thankful to fur sending it in not alot of people check up on me
i cant say ive been the best emotionally these last two days but ill get over it soon hopefully ive got my new nephew to keep me distracted :) (crazy to think that when i learned my sister was pregnant i was on this blog almost daily and now that my nephews here ive almost forgotten that i have it lol)
Warnings: car accident and the things that come along with
Summary: When Shawn finds out that you got into a car accident, he’s too stressed to do anything but write a song. The only thing that calms his nerves, other than you.
A/N: I know that the song is supposed to be about Shawn and his family and how he misses them but when I first heard it, this is what came to mind.
wc: 1.4k
reposting cuz i deleted the original post.
“There’s no way you haven’t made out, you totally have! I don’t believe you!” James said, his face turning red with the anticipation of a new story.
“Well, I don’t care.” Shawn replied, pissed off at the rumors that never left him be. The entire audience went crazy at his sass, and for good reason.
“Well, why not? Why aren’t you a couple I mean? What’s stopping you?” James replied, coming down from his laughing fit.
“He’s got his eye on someone.” Camila whispered into her mic.
“What?! Me?! No!” Shawn gasped sarcastically, but his grin betrayed his words.
“Look at that face! Who is it?” James was practically jumping now.
“I’ll only give you a hint.” Shawn said very calmly, even though his face was bright red thinking about you.
He lifted his pinky finger and wiggled it.
——-
You laughed as you saw that. That was you and Shawn’s thing. A pinky promise was a part of your secret handshake you made as kids.
You also found it funny that Shawn said his eyes were on you. Both of you made a promise to get married after the age of 29 so you wouldn’t die lonely.
“Why 29 though?” He asked one day.
“I don’t like the number 29, and I don’t want to be sad that I’m single when I turn 29.” You replied.
He never stopped mentioning the terrible number after that.
While Shawn said his eyes were on you, you tried to keep your eyes on the road and not think too much about it. It wasn’t like it was a dream of yours that Shawn actually returned your feelings.
But Shawn could choose from almost anyone he would want, why on earth would he choose you?
———
“That’s it?! No name?!” Yelled James.
“Of course not! That’s way too easy!” Shawn laughed.
———
Shawn shook hands with James as he was leaving the set. He was glad the awkward interview was over and he couldn’t wait to call you to ask if you liked it.
He had his phone face time you while facing the screens in the editing room. That way you could see what was going on without a TV and before it came out on YouTube. He thought he was a genius when he thought that up.
“You gonna call her?” Camila asked as she walked up behind him.
“I thought you knew me!” Shawn scoffed.
“Well, tell her I said hi and that we should hang out whenever we’re in the same place.” She said as she pulled her coat on.
“How about you tell her-” Shawn was cut off by his phone ringing. He looked at the screen and saw that it was his dad calling. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion but answered nonetheless.
“Hey dad, what’s up?” He asked kind of hurriedly, for obvious reasons.
“Hey son, where are you?” Manny asked, and Shawn could tell something was wrong by the tone of his father’s voice.
“I’m in the lobby of the studio place. What’s going on?” Shawn’s worried voice caused Camila to be concerned. She put her hand on his shoulder and he looked at her with his brows furrowed.
“I just wanted to check up you.”
“I’m fine, dad. I was just gonna call y/n. Are you sure that’s all you called about?” Shawn asked, knowing his dad well enough to know something was seriously wrong.
“I think you should take a seat, Sha-”
“Dad, please just tell me what’s going on. You’re stressing me out.” Shawn said. He didn’t mean to cut his father off but he was worried something happened to his mother or his little sister or….or you.
“It’s y/n. She was- She was in a car accident, Shawn.” Manny muttered.
He didn’t blame his son for cutting him off. He knew he was making him nervous. But he knew that if he told him what was going on, he would lose it.
Shawn’s breath hitched in his throat as his eyes immediately filled with tears.
“Shawn? Shawn, stay with me. Everything will be alright. She-” Shawn hung up before he could hear anymore. He would apologize profusely to his dad whenever he was in his right mind, but that wasn’t now.
“Shawn? What’s going on?” Camila whispered, almost like the volume of her voice would make things worse.
Shawn took in a deep breath and wiped away at his eyes before he turned to face her and opened his mouth. He didn’t make a noise at first, his eyes darted around the room like crazy thinking about a life without you.
“It-It’s y/n. She’s-She got into a car accident. And she’s all the way back in Ontario and that’s like-that’s like 5 hours away by plane! Fuck!” Shawn was running his fingers through his hair almost viciously.
After Camila processed what was going on, she took a deep breath and stood up as tall as she could. She would have to be the strong one for the both of them.
“C’mon.” She grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the exit.
“W-Where are we going?” Shawn sniffled.
“To catch you a flight.”
———
“How-how did you do that so fast?” Shawn asked Camila in awe. He stared at the plane ticket she shoved in his hands after being at the airport for less than 10 minutes.
“I’ve got my connections. Now give me your phone.”
“What?” Shawn’s eyebrows hit the roof.
“Just give me your damn phone Shawn or juro por Dios que te estrangularé!” She seethed at him. She knew she looked scarier when she spoke Spanish angrily and she always used it to her advantage.
“Ok ok, it’s right here!” Shawn said as he pretty much threw his phone at his friend. What made it scarier was that he didn’t understand a word she said.
She unlocked his phone with ease. “How do you know-”
“I’m not as innocent as you think I am, Shawn.” Camila mumbled as her eyes were still on his phone. She lifted the phone to her ear and the person she was calling immediately answered.
“Hey Mr. Mendes, this is Camila. I wish I could explain but there’s not enough time. I got Shawn a flight to Toronto and I wanted to know if you could pick him up when he arrives… I would say be at the airport in about five hours. I’m guessing that none of you are sleeping tonight?… Shawn’s flight is in like 10 minutes… It’s not a big deal, but I gotta go now… Yeah, I know. That’s why I’m doing this sir…Ok, goodbye.” She hung and put Shawn’s phone in his shirt pocket and gave it a little pat.
“So, some people have noticed that we’re here. And you’re boarding, so good luck, stay safe, tell y/n I love her, and stay strong Shawn. She needs you.” Camila said as she noticed people taking pictures. “I know this is hard-”
Shawn cut her off by pulling her into a bear hug. “Thank you.” He whispered into her hair.
“I’m doing this for y/n, she’s a much better Spanish student.” They both chuckled. “Call me whenever anything happens. And I mean anything.” Camila said as her resolve was breaking. Shawn wiped away a few tears that found their way to her cheeks.
“She’s never gonna stop thanking you after this.” He chuckled.
“Same with you, buddy. Now go before they start saying I’m pregnant with your baby.” She hugged him one last time before she sprinted across the airport.
———
Shawn’s phone was blowing up the entire flight. Andrew was going crazy because he didn’t know that he was leaving the country or where he was going.
His team found out through tabloids that Shawn was seen at an airport. He was hugging Camila tearfully before leaving for a flight. That’s about all they knew.
The gossip sites had so many theories that would make you think these people had no logic whatsoever. It was from ‘Camila’s pregnant’, which Camila predicted, to ‘they got divorced after a secret marriage and Shawn’s going to live the rest of his days in Sweden from the trauma’.
Shawn didn’t respond to anything though. All he could think of was you. He kept repeating the words ‘hold on, y/n’ in his head because that was the only thing that was important at the moment.
This is for Sami’s @evansweaters 2K writing challenge! This was due forever ago but life unfortunately got in the way. However!!! I still wanted to finish it and share it, so I’m sorry it took me so long. I stole the title of this story from the Chris Evans movie of the same title, but the plot lines are not the same. Here’s 23 Google Doc pages of I don’t know what.
shawn chooses to quarantine with his fake girlfriend
You’re angry. No, you’re furious. Furious because while he’s known you haven’t liked this whole PR relationship stunt he’s been pulling with his ‘friend’, he still chose to spend his self-isolation with her and not you, his girlfriend of three years.
You’re upset. No, you’re devastated. Devastated because while he’s filming live streams with her and selling their bullshit love story, you’re all alone in your shared condo in Toronto, struggling to grip onto what little sanity you have left.
Maybe it wouldn’t hurt so much if you weren’t isolated alone; if you had a friend or someone else at the condo with you. But you don’t and your immune system is weak as shit and you can’t afford to risk leaving the house. You haven’t gone outside in almost nine days. Sure, you’ve sat on the balcony for a little, reading your book or just getting some air, but there’s only so much freedom the little strip of pavement gets you.
You don’t complain about it, though. You know you’re lucky enough to be able to walk about on the terrace and have a large space to keep you occupied with, but being alone is still alone and it’s lonely. It might only be nine days since you left the apartment, but it’s been almost three weeks since you last felt Shawn in your presence.
Working from home was proven difficult on the first day of quarantine. You couldn’t focus or get in the mood to do anything and the longer you looked at the list of unopened emails, the worse you felt. You’ve FaceTime’d Shawn twice since he’s been with her in Malibu. Twice. And it’s not like he doesn’t have time. You’re all in quarantine, what else would he be doing?
You’ve let your mind run to some impossible scenarios. Is he sleeping with her on the side? Are they getting closer and he’s forgetting about you? Is he beginning to delve too deep in this PR relationship that he’s starting to possibly believe it? The latter is what’s been keeping you up at night. That and not having his arms around you.
You’ve been trying to contact him all day but your calls are ringing through to voicemail and your texts are going unread. You’ve seen the daily ‘pap shots’ of them hand-in-hand as they waltz through the silent street, even laughed at that video of the one woman chewing them out for being irresponsible.
It’s not until you’re tucked up on his side of the bed with his pillow cuddled to your chest that he calls you back. You wipe your stray tears before answering the call. He can’t see you at first. The bedroom is dark because you switched out the lights and closed the curtains, but he can just make out your nose and eyes peering out of the top of your blanket.
hi ily idk if you remember me, but it’s me!! laur!! i hope you’re doing well!! 🥺 i changes urls from @honeyrosemuffins and i’m feeling prettt happy 🥺 i love u ❤️
hey love, of course i remember you! im doing great and im so glad you’re happy with your blog change! 💕💕💕 ive found a new obsession myself lol but i made a separate blog for it so if im not very active on here thats why
A/N: What is this? I have finished something? Me?? posting?? A FIC? WHAT? Is the world actually ending!?!? I think I’m funny but I’m not, clearly. Glad to be out of my writing rot tho aha. Hope you guys like this one!
Pairing: Tom Holland x Singer!Reader
Summary: You get a sweet but very extra surprise on your birthday nearing the end of your show.
Warnings: Fluff and my usual typos
Word Count: 5.5k+
Masterlist in Bio
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The sound of your phone just going off uncontrollably was what woke you up, and you were completely sure that it wasn’t your alarm.
You squint your eyes at the bright glare of the screen, a huge contrast to your still dim hotel room. You literally had just woken up hence why the curtains aren’t open yet, it’s still a bit too early after all.
Flicking the ringer on silent, birthday greetings and messages from friends and families were still flooding through, your phone now vibrating instead of your loud ringtone, giving your ears a break.
As you read through and responded to all of them, you couldn’t help but feel a little down after you realized you haven’t seen his name yet.
Of course you feel grateful for all the sweet messages everyone has sent you, your heart is melting from all the love. But there’s that slight disheartened feeling that you can’t seem to shake, slight worry that your boyfriend might have forgotten about your birthday.
Summary: The last chapter of As It Was, told from your perspective.
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader
A/N: Thank you for all your support! This is, so far, my favorite (mini) series I’ve ever written. I’m so glad to have done it. I hope you liked it as much as I did!!
5.2k word count. Angst. Healing. A lot of Bucky love.
You haven’t always been soft.
It used to be hard and fast, scorched and salted earth, with your troublesome heart throwing you headfirst into every fight. In the past, your recklessness was a running joke with the team after they lost you in Alaska and upon the third hour of searching, Steve and Bucky came upon a burning semi with you standing nearby, shuddering in the polar night.
They had rushed forward, grabbed the back of your suit and tore you from the truck before it could explode. In-between clipped and frozen breaths, you screamed, It’s dark as shit! And cold! I had to set that thing on fire! You found me, didn’t you?!
Did you have to? Bucky rolled his eyes as the vehicle burst apart, blazing shrapnel whizzing through the black, or did you want to?
Steve snickered, pulled you in for a sloppy kiss. Baby, you’re a mess.
It used to be a bruising kind of love, raw and open, and all for Steve. He saw and knew every facet of you from every angle, even the ones you hid away. You let him dig inside of your rib cage, wrap himself around your heart, and sleep in your blood until you couldn’t untangle which part was you and which part was him.
hi 🥺 long time no speak!! i hope you’re doing well, ily lots!! take care of yourself, you’re amazing and i believe in you. have the best day, lovieee ❤️
hey, thankyou im doing okay! thanks love, take care of yourself too and stay safe out there. have a wonderful day!
When Shawn finds out that you got into a car accident, he’s too stressed to do anything but write a song. The only thing that calms his nerves, other than you.
Are The Girls Here?
At one of Shawn’s Q&A’s, the fans seem to be more interested in you and Aaliyah than they are Shawn.
High School Sweethearts
What happens when Shawn sheds light on your secret long term relationship?
Like A Baby
You fall asleep at a venue.
Tattoos ♤♤
{part 1} {part 2} {part 3} {part 4} {part 5}
A series about tattoos and stuff
Recording ♤
Dad!Shawn, need I say more?
My Girl
Interview fluff
Affair
Short funny/fluffy blurb
Ringtone
Shawn coming home from tour fluff
She Loves Me
You and Shawn’s relationship solely through Aaliyah’s eyes.
Straight Outta Surgery
Shawn’s high after his surgery, and, in Aaliyah’s wise words, it’s very interesting.
“Ha! Joke’s on you! My whole life is a mess!” ♤
Prompt list blurb
Lack of Consistency
An anon sent me this wonderful prompt and I just had to write it! “What do you mean this lacks consistency? I’m always right there when you need me, isn’t that enough? What more could you possibly want?”
Costume Party
You sass your ex (sorta) at a costume party and Shawn is impressed.
She Loves Me Not
{part 1} [discontinued until further notice]
Cinder-Shawn? ♤
{part 1} {part 2} {part 3} {part 4}
Fight me?
fluffy Nurse!Shawn au
Interrogation
scary liyah but like in a cute way
Daddy, I Got A Boyfriend! ♤
{Epilogue A} {Epilogue B}
fluffiest shit I’ve ever written…
Just A Crush
You tell Shawn about your crush on him, but he just doesn’t feel the same.
Campus Surprise ♤
Shawn surprises you on campus a day after an incident occurs.
Tarot Reading ♤
You offer Shawn a tarot reading.
Lightbulbs
Why are you always horny? I have things to do too, you know?
Right Here
You end up cancelling a family outing, but Shawn makes it up to your daughter.
That’s My Fiancé!
Fluffy one shot
idk what to name this
the shittiest thing ive ever written pls don’t read
Pinky Promise ♤
Shawn abides by his promise, no matter how embarrassing.
Movies Don’t Need To End
Your friend sneaks you into Shawn’s studio at a party, but you forget to delete the evidence.
Met Gala ♤
the title’s pretty self explanatory
Cast
Shawn gets nervous at a casting call.
Proud of You ♤
Shawn’s proud of his singer!gf. short blurb, not much to it.
Behind the Scenes & pt. 2 ♤
you’re with Shawn while filming the mv for señorita
Jealous of Aladdin ♤
Shawn gets jealous of reader’s costar on the set of aladdin. (arab!reader)
Last Name
You and Shawn discuss sharing a last name.
Best Friend’s Brother & pt. 2
your best friend bails on your movie night, so you end up going with her brother.
Lunch Time
your inner clock is a bit ahead of schedule and Shawn joins in on the fun. written for @mendesftoakley because i love her.
Father’s Day
father’s day was always hard for you and your daughter, until Shawn came along.
Baby
a fic about you watching baby driver with shawn
Social Media AU’s/Photosets:
Through her ‘Eyes’
You and Shawn’s relationship through Aaliyah’s ‘eyes’.
Through Your ‘Eyes’
On Tour & Birthday Boy
Through His ‘Eyes’
On Vacation
“Stop taking pictures of me yn!” A Mendes Siblings Series
Kissing petey boi’s cheek repeatedly any chance u get and him doing the same🥺🥺
His Kiss, The Riot
Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader
Synopsis: one accidental kiss leads to many more
Masterlist
“Sit down, mon cheri. Let me have a look at your tresses.” You instructed May in a poor french accent as she took a seat in front of the mirror. You plugged in the curling iron while you waited for her to sit.
“You should probably have a look at a French textbook.” She commented as you began to brush out her hair.
“Oh hush.” You replied, wrapping a strand of her hair around the iron.
“Hey guys. I’m heading to my internship.” Peter announced as he came into the bathroom. You made eye contact in the mirror and he wiggled his eyebrows as you bite back a smile.
“Okay. Be safe.” May said as she combed through one of the curls you had made.
“Use protection.” You quipped as you curled another strand of Mays hair.
Summary: Shawn gets drunk at Brian’s birthday party and you take him home, but not without him getting a little goofy on you. [drinking] [established relationship] [drunk shenanigans]
Word Count: 1.6k
|Masterlist In Bio|
Dealing with drunk Shawn is always a bit of a headache, but depending on what kind of drunk, it’s more or less bearable. Tonight it’s tequila drunk. That means forgetful, clingy and emotional. It’s Brian’s birthday and you’re all out at a club in downtown Toronto. Drinks have been flowing all night, partying and rowdiness is at an all time high and you are sober as can be. Why? Because you’re pregnant, still very early, only two months, but pregnant nonetheless.
Initially Shawn wasn’t going to drink. He said he wanted to have a few beers and just hang out with the guys. Then one friend after another began buying rounds of shots, and Shawn being the fun loving guy he is, took said shots. He did check in with you though, asked if you were alright with him getting fucked up with Brian for the night. Of course you were fine with it. It’s his best friend’s birthday, a once a year type of thing. No problem. Until the tequila rounds started flowing.
One of my friend put the thought in my head about RPF actually being inconsiderate and not right as we take a living, breathing person and manipulate them to our stories. I have been literally using fanfics as my coping mechanism for all the anxiety, loneliness and depression for the past year or so. I know it is bad, but they are my safe haven till I can fix my head. Now I am really torn, like they bring me so much joy. But it also violates the lives of our fav people. So idk. Have a good day❤️
hey! i’ve definitely struggled with that idea–– and it comes and goes, weighing positives and negatives. first, i gotta say that making reader-inserts (RPF) doesn’t make YOU a good or bad person. fantasy and fan-made works are natural, and common response to seeing /something/ that resonates with you. i think it’s very, very special when you make that kind of connection outside of yourself, and your world.
BUT
never forget that it is YOUR expression/indulgence, and NOT a reality for the celebrity/person you decide to fixate on, or even the people around you. not everyone will understand your passion, expression, or inspiration; and that’s fine. that’s a fact of life, and i think that fanfiction/fanart/fanmade media is ultimately very personal so i would be wary of what you share with who. and in a the same vein, i think it IS uncomfortable/wrong to share these imaginations with the person themselves. they do NOT need to be tagged in self-indulgent work, they do not need to be made aware of every piece of media that comes out of their performance. if they wanted to look for it, they can. but that being said, i would like to caution ya’ll about where you post things. just don’t put it in their face, you know? it is weird.
reader-insert, rpf, fanfiction, are made by you for you. that’s it. and that’s okay. i think there are “better” and “worse” ways to write about it, but that’s a moral thing on the writer and reader. living in 2020, i prefer things that focus on how “X”-actor makes “the reader” feel, instead of manipulating “X” to fit a specific role (that they have not outwardly portrayed). and ya know, stay away from defaming them, perpetuating rumors, and interferring with their actual livelihood & physical/mental health.
original performances, fantasy and art ARE ways to cope with reality and it is not the same for everyone. that’s how i rationalize it all best. hope you’re doing well 🌿
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