#shawn scott

[sseureki]

That boy was your guardian angel.

[cloveroctobers]

Can I have a Asher Adams smut request with a biracial reader maybe at a wedding or a first time

A/N: I’m doing this in headcanon form along with some of the other boys. Happy Monday!/Tuesday. Two more weeks? Until this drought is OVER! If only I had more time to write but I’m keeping busy regardless lol. How is everyone else doing?

WARNINGS: slight homophobia & NSFW themes since I don’t do full smut but hey this is kinda brushing it for me anyways

you agreed to head to the east coast with your bf Asher for his cousin’s wedding in Maine

you adored weddings whereas Asher was indifferent about it, especially since he had to wear a tux when he’d rather stay in his usual wear of trousers and polos or sweats and converse

“this tux is doing it for me.” you whispered into Asher’s ear, standing behind him as he adjusted his tie in the mirror for the fifth time waiting on you

it was his cousin on his mom’s side of the family who was older than Asher by three years and recently came out to the family which everyone deemed him as brave since his father always had his suspicions and would go the traumatic way of “enforcing” him to be straight

Asher wasn’t the closest to this cousin in particular and they usually only saw each other at rare family events and got along well so when he received the invitation, Asher couldn’t be happier for his family

Asher’s own relationship with his parents was still very much rocky but it seemed to be a little more stable with his mom

You knew Asher’s mom came from old money (but she had her own bag too, her making her own money from escorting) but you were not expecting to fly out on a private plane to Maine

oh the luxury life!

“oh, is it?” Asher smirked at you through his reflection, “if you had to pick this over my football gear what would you—

“Football gear all the way!” You instantly replied making Asher chuckle

And that was the truth, you couldn’t hide the temptation whenever you sat in the stands at games watching your man dominate on the field

Layla even sprayed you with a misting bottle one summer, snapping you out of it

you never went that far with Asher but it was always “almost” yet you always got interrupted somehow

it’s not like it was ever planned, you just assumed it would happen when it happened for you and knew you would be ready

with the way Asher looked right now and his thumb rubbing circles through the material of your skirt, you couldn’t help but to bring your lips together

he could see it in your eyes what you wanted and the way you were reacting right now just to simple touches was enough for him to understand

“y/n,” he warned, breaking your lips away, “...what are we doing?”

one hand fell from his shoulder downwards to grip what you wanted to be yours

“We should...shouldn’t—we have thirty minutes to be downstairs. We’re pressed for time and right now I don’t think we should—

“Don’t you want me?”

“O-of course I do. I just thought you might want your first time to be more special than a quickie in this hotel room?”

You thought about it. You knew one thing, you loved Asher and the way the two of you lived...nothing ever really went the way it should. A lot of circumstances just happened either in your relationship or simply your separate lives

You cared about this moment, no doubt but you no matter what it would still be special because you were doing the deed with someone you deeply loved and knew you loved you back

“As long as it’s with you, it doesn’t matter to me. I love you and I want this. Only if you want it too.” You replied

He took a deep breath, thinking about it before reconnecting your lips tenderly

You led the way and he followed your lead

While you were moving fast, Asher was the complete opposite taking his time, kind of making you impatient as you used the pads of your feet to fully push his pants down to his ankles

“Someone’s eager,” Asher smirked against your lips

Glancing over at the night stand you nodded against the bed, “twenty minutes left and counting.”

“Damn and I barely got to fore play.” He nipped at your neck, sneaky bastard

You shut him up once you freed him, already finding your answer as you glanced down to get a good look. “Looks like you don’t need it that much either.”

He growled, reaching upwards to grab his wallet

At least someone was prepared...

Your heart only started to drum against your chest once he stretched you out and waited for you to give him the okay

mouth agape with a skirt bunched around your waist, your nails gripped against his forearms holding him there slightly painful but worth it

Asher was actually struggling to be patient in this moment but nevertheless he still respected your body

He placed kisses against your face as you now took your time in giving direction

And when you finally opened your eyes to meet his Asher thought you might have tapped out but why did he think that?

“I love you.” You said again, which was all he needed to continue

He kissed you again, “I love you too...and I’ve got fifteen minutes to prove it.”

“Bring it, baby.” You nipped at his lips as he brought your bodies back together

“you know? For someone who was talking nothing but shit last week, you sure don’t seem to have too much to say right now?” Jordan grinned as you rolled your eyes, pushing his head closer to where you wanted him

you’re sure the adults would be livid? Or scolding, or even having a heart attack if they knew the two of you were holding up one of the many bathrooms at the venue rn but you didn’t give not one single f

“yeah? Well all you do is let your ass talk.” You argued, as Jordan twirled your panties around his fingers mockingly nodding his head at your bold statement

You and Jordan had this hate/love relationship going on for years now and many tried to tell you it was just sexual tension but you legit cackled in their faces while Jordan’s face held disgust

Yet here the two of you were at this wedding reception about to do the dirty

“I see you’re still pissed about vegas.” Jordan hummed, stuffing the underwear into his breast pocket before rubbing his hands together like he was birdman or some shit before gripping your thighs pulling you to the edge of the counter, “let’s see if I can change that.”

“Doubt it, you stay on my nerves—

You were cut off with once his nose brushed against you, and you we’re already sensitive but you wouldn’t let him know that

“Smells divine, looks like perfection, and I’m sure it’ll be delish.” He commented making you clench your eyes in annoyance

“Jordan, if you don’t shut tf—

“Let me appreciate my meal, girl, damn.” Jordan demanded before diving right in, making your head bump against the mirror

He didn’t even start nd you were already half a mess, your mind was still trying to be a bad ass bitch but your body was definitely fighting against that mentality rn

You had to say the head game was a solid B+ (low A) but the boy knew what he was doing so you weren’t all that surprised, you just wished it wasn’t with Jordan Baker *sigh*

you were a fool for this boy and it showed

He took his time with you but you were just as stubborn as Jordan, biting down so hard on your own lips to keep quiet because there were many moments where you did not want to be a moaning mess

“uh uh, I need feedback.” Jordan was clearly a vocal king

You hid a pant but with the way your chest was rising it was evident you were fighting with yourself, “okay, y-you suck, always have and always will.”

Jordan raised a thick brow, glancing downwards before pressing a finger forward to make you tense up

He stood up, locking your hips around his waist and placed that same finger into your mouth

Cautiously you sucked, meeting his eyes at they turned darker. He yanked you up carrying you over to the couch plopping down with you straddling him

“what is this Jordan?” You hissed

Jordan was too much of a smug asshole, always has been as he rested his hands on your thighs rubbing them

“If I suck so much, show me you can do better and ride it.”

he knew how competitive you could be and you never backed down from a challenge. It was one of the things he actually liked about you

He was persuasive, you were with the shits, and together that was a dangerous combination

I feel like it would actually be awkward but funny at the same time cause Shawn could be that I can tell

the wedding would be his cousin (Andre) in New Orleans that he lived with girlfriend’s brother’s friend’s wedding—which they both knew and attended

“I mean, I wasn’t really trying to go in the first place.” Shawn mentioned two nights before the wedding, seeing that it was starting at 8 o’clock at night?

You slapped his shoulder across from the kitchen table, “you said you were cool with the guy? You all link up every now and then right?”

“Yeah but I didn’t expect to get invited to the wedding and all that.”

“Well it was nice of him.”

“More like they want some wedding gifts I can’t afford.”

“Now, Shawn. Why can’t they just invite you to witness their love? He clearly considers you a friend.”

Shawn gave you a look which you raised your hands in surrender with a small laugh

“Now I have to find someone to watch Maya and you can’t do it, cause you’re comin’ with me.” Shawn sighed as he tossed a card down

“Who said that?” You joked, peering at your deck before you placed a card down grinning

Shawn glared at the 4+ card, “you really gonna do me like that?”

You went to toss another one down but Shawn snatched that card right back up, “nope we’re not playing doubles. Coop and my mom used to do the same shit.”

“Too bad.” You sassed, “pick up 8, boo.”

“Orrrrr, I could just show you to the door.” Shawn pointed

You raised a brow, “and I could dump your ass and tell your mom you don’t know how to play.”

“So snitchin’ on me to my moms? This is what it’s come to?”

“If you’re not acting right, yes.”

That led to a stare off before Shawn broke it off with a pretty smile and rubbed at his face, “imma remember this.”

It was a usual banter between you two, you were that couple talking shit to each other since that was your love language

Shawn couldn’t keep his eyes off you that Saturday night at the wedding, “I know I don’t say it enough but you really look beautiful.”

You were mid poking at the crawfish when Shawn leaned towards you from his spot next to you at the table

Smiling over at him you wiggled the crawfish at him, “even when I’m about to feel guilty eating this baby lobster?”

“Yup and Even when you got crust in your eyes in the mornings.” Shawn flirted making you snort before he placed some bisque into his mouth

“I can’t stand you, you’re so ugly for that.” You laughed

He winked at you, reaching over to lock your hands together

The wedding was actually pretty romantic and wasn’t long like usual weddings could be, it was evident that the couple were ready to party and were drunk within a hour into the party

And the music brought everyone out to the dance floor

It was when this voodoo lady started coming around to tables was when Shawn, his cousin Andre, his girlfriend, and you all decided to leave the festivities

Andre and his gf had a hotel for another day so that left you and Shawn the house for the night with maya staying at miss. Ella’s house a few streets over, she was a church going woman that didn’t take no mess and everyone trusted their kids with

What you didn’t expect was the house to be set up so gorgeous, flower petals and candles, the whole 9

“Shawn...how did you do this?”

“I got connections, ma. I thought you knew this?” Shawn answered, closing the door behind you. Fine he could keep his secrets

You smiled pulling him into a hug, rocking the both of you side to side, “what’s the occasion?”

“Is it not our anniversary?” Shawn asked, making you halt

You were bad at remembering dates but you wouldn’t forget this

Shawn chuckled, “nah but it will be, only if you want it to.”

“What does that mean?” Your heart was in your ears

“I wanna marry you someday, I knew it the moment you put me in my place over Maya the second day I came across you. And I’m forever thankful that you did. I can’t afford a ring right now but I just wanted to ask just in case so I can still work for it.” Shawn stared into your eyes making you swoon, “y/n, will you marry one sometime in the future?”

Which was so Shawn-like

“yeah, I guess I don’t mind being your forever girl.” You teased, pecking his lips which he squeezed you tighter against his frame

When you pulled back you gripped his chin and locked your lips together which immediately turned heated

A stumbling mess you eventually found yourself in shawn’s fairly new room

Pressed up against his door, you only broke apart to pull each other out of your clothes but even that wouldn’t keep your hands off each other

Even when he randomly turned on some playlist, not bothering to listen to what it was as he raced back over to you to lift you up with ease

You kept your hands clasped together over shawn’s shoulders as he supported your weight against the door

you almost let out a laugh at some Travis Scott song that rattled off the walls but that fell short once the pair of you connected making you pierce your teeth into his brown shoulder blade

It never failed that you found someway to mark up shawn’s body more than he did yours but you knew he secretly loved it when he chose to complain since the one time you didn’t!! he still had something to say

You always had to adjust but it was always too good

With half lidded eyes you managed a small smile as you looked at your finger imagining yourself partly as Mrs. Scott but never a Kylie

[pllfanatic]

Still mad that they killed Shawn off!

[hiatuswhore]

Shattered {2}

Part 1

At the hospital, there were so many different faces and the lights were too bright.  You could only tell you were at the hospital due to the white coats and the nurse scrubs.  Grabbing the bar to sit up the nurses and doctors pushed you back down.

“Spencer,” You tried to call out but it was becoming more difficult to breathe.  Trying to place a respirator mask on your face you struggled against the help, “Spencer.”

“(Y/n) I called your Dad,” Olivia was suddenly at your bedside reassuring you but that is not what you were worried about.

“Spence-?” You said looking up at Olivia she was struggling to stay in the room as nurses were trying to pull her out.

“He’s going to be okay!” You could hear Olivia scream as she was halfway out of the door.  The respirator mask on your face it was not long before the black spots reappeared in your vision.  The reality was once again shattering, it felt almost everything had fallen upon you.

The worst part was you were aware of what was happening.  Being met with pitch-black as the door to consciousness closed behind you.  You were met with a swarm of darkness around you.  Fear shot through your body but if this is how you die how could any of it matter.

“You are something else you know that,” Looking over Shawn was sitting on his couch and you were standing in his doorway.  Staring at him your eyes were welling up with tears and as he stood up you ran over pulling him into a hug.

“Your Mom and daughter are okay,” You whispered into the hug as you needed him to know.  A smile crept onto your face as seeing him was nice.  Smiling back at you the room grew colder and Shawn’s smile dissolved down to nothing as he stood up. Walking over to his kitchen you grabbed yourself as goosebumps appeared on your skin.

“You staying?” He asked while taking a seat at his kitchen table and you were uncertain what he was asking.

“What?”  You questioned walking over to the table he looked up at you with a bored expression. His eyes held no life in them and expression was unfaltering.

“You staying or not?” He asked staring at the empty seat across from him your hand was shaking again.  Feeling something wet on your palms, you knew what was waiting for you. Looking down at it the blood was on your hands again.  Hyperventilating as you stared down a sob left your throat.

“Make it stop,” You cried but Shawn’s expression did not budge for a second. His stare was cold and uninviting almost as if he did not want you to stay.

“You staying or not?” He asked, grabbing the chair hesitantly as you slowly took a seat.  Sitting down the blood was gone much faster than it came.  The room was getting warmer and so was Shawn.  Smiling at you he got up grabbing some eggs from the fridge he began cooking, “Everything is going to be alright.  You’ll like it here.”

As he spoke you looked at him with furrowed brows before standing up, “Wait what?”

A feeling of dread falling over you again the room dropped in temperature again and Shawn turned from the eggs on the stove and he was once again bored, “You staying or not?”

“I-” You began not daring to look down as your hands felt wet again and were shaking.  Taking a deep breath you stumbled back toward the living room.  

“Somebody help me!” You could hear your own distant screams and the line between reality and fantasy was crashing hard.  Running over to the door tripping over your own feet you began to crawl for the door.

“Running out of time (Y/n). You staying or not?” He asked watching as you dragged yourself to the door.  Your vision was blurring and you could feel yourself beginning to slip and yet you were still pushing forward, “You staying or not?”

“Not!” You cried blinking vehemently in failed attempts to stay conscious.  The last thing you saw as the world slipped away was Shawn opening the apartment door.  This time you weren’t conscious of what was happening.  Waking up in your hospital room your Dad was holding your hand sleeping in the chair next to your bed. Flowers and balloons were stacked by the back table and the sun was peering brightly through the windows.  Using your free hand to remove the tube from your throat as you tried to breathe on your own it resulted in you choking. Trying to take a crisp air in it was a few seconds of coughing before you could actually breathe.

“What happened?” You asked wiggling your fingers they were tingling.  Squeezing your Dad’s hand he woke slowly but when he realized why he woke his face lit up. Looking at your father he looked exhausted. The dark bags under his eyes only made him look older and prevented the smile from reaching his eyes.

“Pumpkin,” He said happily brushing your hair from your face you smiled tiredly. Not daring to moving there was a dull ache through your body.

“Dad, what happened? Is Spencer okay?” You asked and your Dad smiled nodding his head.  Looking over at the flowers a few of them were dead and others were fresh.

“Spencer is more than okay he’s been back home for a while now. He visits you every day,” Your father explained and you furrowed your eyebrows at him.

“Dad, what happened?” You asked and your father knew you meant after the shooting.

“The bullet was in your chest and there were pieces in there as well.  You wouldn’t wake up so I had to make the call to risk letting the bullet live in there or the procedure of getting it all out so you could possibly live normal,” He explained but paused as he became choked up. Wherever you were with Shawn felt like only mere minutes had passed and yet time was so much different.

“So what happened then?” You asked and this time you watched as your fathers’ hands began shaking.

“I had them do the procedure and it was successful but you weren’t waking up.  For about minute you slipped you weren’t breathing and your heart stopped.  There was nothing they could do and then the monitor went off.  You were gone and then suddenly there again,” He explained and you had only ever seen him cry like this once.  When your mother died and from then on out you never seen him cry again until now.  Shawn’s question was lingering in your mind.

“You’re awake,” Looking over Spencer was at the door with your favorite, pink roses.

“Spence,” You whispered happily as he came over pulling you into a hug.  He wasn’t alone either the Bakers came in as well as several of your friends.  Sitting there watching everyone happily chatting you would think you would be happy too.  On the other side of the room, you could see him standing there staring at you with that same bored expression.

“You staying or not?” 

[lapetitepersonne]

part 1

[shaloved30]

That boy was your guardian angel.

[thickdickgrayson]

all american (2018--)

[hoeforshows]

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I've found two (which were good) but I need more 😭😭😂

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