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I did a thing...

So I was procrastinating and listening to slowed versions of K-pop songs as you do and came across a slowed down version of Love Shot by Exo (THE OG SONG A BOP BY THE WAY!) And while I was scrolling through the comments, I found this and was instantly inspired which has not happened in a very long time. So here goes...

The room was cold, with only a single  overhead lamp bathing the interrogation room in a grey hue. She sat at the table with her hands cuffed in front of her, while the detectives watched her intensely through the plexi-glass. She couldn’t see them but they were certain that every time she turned toward their direction and laid eyes on the glass, she could see right through it.

Her eyes were grey and unyielding. She looked like the kind of person who paid no mind to societal niceties and told you exactly what she wanted you to hear regardless of your feelings. And if the detective’s hunch as correct, that attitude was what landed her in this situation. And he was pretty sure about it. He had been doing this job for over 15 years and had a knack for reading people.

When he opened the door to the interrogation room and slapped a file on the table, she didn’t flinch, just turned her attention to him with an indifferent look on her face. “You know what’s in this file?” he asked.

“I do, but I’m sure you’re still going to tell me.” She replied.

“Photographs from the crime scene.” The detective flipped through the pictures and case reports. A lot less gruesome than what he had seen in his career but still unsettling nonetheless. “One single bullet to the chest. No mess, no fuss.”

“I accept the compliment detective.” She said, as her eyes flickered to his and held his stare. He was the first to look away.

“That wasn’t a compliment.”

“It was in a roundabout sort of way.” The sound of the handcuff rattling around the room as she gesticulated, almost using her actions as punctuation.

“Can you please explain to me what happened in the minutes leading up to the shooting?” He didn’t need a confession from her. She had been the one to call the police and when he got there she was standing at the scene, murder weapon in hand and a blank expression on her face.

“Well,” she started. “It was a your typical Wednesday evening and I had just arrived at his house because I wanted to work out some issues  that we had been having. I had bought some flowers and decided to surprise him with his favourite drink, an Old Fashioned. I walked into his room only to find him with someone else. I don’t have to go into detail as to what I saw do I?” the question was punctuated with a raise of her eyebrow, implying that both she and the detective knew what she was talking about.

“No.” the detective replied “You don’t”

“As they noticed me standing in the doorway, the girl gathered her things and ran out of the room and he…” she sighed “he looked at me in shock for a few seconds, then as the panic set in, he tried to explain and tell me that he loved me and it wasn’t what it looked like. So I pulled out a gun and shot him.” She gave a non-committal shrug.

“Was it premeditated?” the detective asked, looking at her with a new found curiosity. For few seconds while she recounted the events she looked contrite, but as quickly as the look appeared, it was gone.

She looked at him for a few seconds as if examining his words and turning them over in her mind. And before she answered, the corner of her lips perked up in a smile that can only be described as rueful. Then she answered.

“It’s a love shot.”

#My writing #wow I have not written anything in a year #not sure when this will happen again

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Yall think the gods take classics classes for fun

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Soo really wrote this a year ago huh?

Champagne on Deck

A/N: I can’t be the only one who was a little shook after seeing Shawn’s NYE photos so after I had some champagne, this fic was born. Happy New Year!!

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MASTERLIST

“Who is she?” Shawn asked, looking across the room. “ I- I don’t know.” His assistant Jonathan replied. The answer piqued his interest as Jonathan knew everyone at this party. His annual New Year’s Eve Party was legendary. It was an important part of everyone’s social calendar. For Jonathan not to know who she was, gave him pause.  He had pretty much the entire guest list memorised, an impressive feat when one took into consideration the 300 odd people that were currently milling around the space looking expectantly at the large clock counting down till midnight.

Parties like this one were a chance to ring in the New Year in style as evidenced by the endless bottle of Veuve Clicquot floating around the room. Everyone who needed to be here was here, from friends and family to colleagues and potential clients. Anyone who was anyone in publishing was there. The mystery woman had to fit into one of the categories.

Shawn turned back to the woman in question. She had on a black dress that hugged every curve and appeared to sparkle as she moved almost as if she had taken the night stars and stitched them to her dress. Her afro was a perfect halo around her head and her lipstick was so vibrant that he could make out the red shade from where he was on the other side of the room. He watched her laugh at something someone said before walking away and before he could tell what he was doing, he was walking up to her grabbing a champagne flute from the nearest waiter.

“It looked like you needed a new drink.” He said he walked up behind her. It wasn’t a question as he had noticed that her glass was almost empty. She turned around and gave him a nod before placing her empty glass on a nearby table. “Can’t have that.”

She had a slight British accent. While he was never one to be swayed by accents, he loved the way it wrapped around her words. Each word had a slight tilt to it even though they were words he heard every day, the way she said them made it special. There was so much more he wanted her to say.

“So” he started, looking at her “not to sound rude but, who are you?“

When she had come to the party, Tamara had not expected to see Shawn Mendes and she definitely didn’t expect him to walk up to her and offer her a drink. He was as good looking as everyone said with curls that perfectly framed his angular face and a boyish glint in his eye that showed that there was something beneath the surface that a lot of people didn’t get to see.

“Are you usually this brash?” she asked with a raised eyebrow. He could tell from the way she looked at him that he had her attention and intended to keep it that way.

“Only when there is something I want.” He gave a non-committal shrug as a way of punctuating his answer. Shawn was one of those people that went after what they wanted, sometimes it worked and other times it didn’t. He was curious to see what category this interaction would fall into

“And what exactly do you want?” Tamara took a sip of her question, the bracelets on her wrist jangling with the motion. She clearly wasn’t surprised by his arrogance and straightforward approach and Shawn couldn’t blame her. You didn’t end up as the youngest editor-in-chief of the biggest publication in Toronto as well as on the  Forbes 30 under 30 list without being a little full of yourself. “You.” The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them. While he always made it clear when he was attracted to a woman, he was never this blunt. 

“You want me? Interesting.” her words suggested shock and curiosity but her tone suggested otherwise. She knew exactly what he was his words meant but she wanted to see just how far he go.

I wouldn’t be standing here if I didn’t.” She gave him points for his bluntness. She was used to people tiptoeing around her for what they wanted, and Shawn came right out and said it. It was refreshing. “What if I don’t want to?”

“I could attempt to bribe you with the promise to get you whatever you wanted?” 

“Anything I want?” 

“Anything you want.” Thought it sounded like a joke, he wasn’t joking, if she had asked him to give her the keys to his car, he would have handed them over no questions asked.

She wasn’t surprised by his proposal;  Rich people usually used money to try and get what they wanted. “Oh, I don’t need your money, Mr. Mendes There isn’t anything that you can get me that I don’t have or can’t get but it’s cute of you to suggest it though.” She had more than ways to get what she wanted and even though she was certain he was joking something about Shawn made her want to say yes regardless.

“Had to catch your attention somehow.” His answer was playful. While he had no idea who she was, he could already tell that she was someone who could go toe to toe with you verbally and he wasn’t going to back down.

“How do you know you have it?” it was a challenge. She wanted to see if he would back down, most people did but Shawn didn’t seem like the kind of person to back down easily, but she could be wrong. “You’re still standing here. You could have easily walked away.” That was the answer she wanted, and she knew Shawn could tell from the way he smirked at her.

“Touché Mr. Mendes .” she took a sip of her champagne, still maintaining eye contact. It was intense and he couldn’t seem to look away. She was challenging him daring him to continue. He was about to say something,  but someone came up to him and tapped him from behind. While he wanted to stay and talk to his mystery woman there was no way he could do that and be a good host at the same time, so he gave her an apologetic look and watched her walk off before turning to the person behind him. After their conversation, he tried to find her but it was as if she had disappeared.

The closer the crowd got to midnight the more excited the crown became and eventually the clock began to countdown from ten and everyone in the room began to chant in unison.

TEN

NINE

EIGHT

SEVEN

SIX

When the crowd got to five, his childhood friend Brian handed him a bottle of champagne ready for him to pop when the clock reached on

FIVE

FOUR

THREE

TWO

ONE!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Everyone in the room exploded into applause as Shawn pulled the cork from the champagne bottle and let the bubbly liquid fly in the air. The next few minutes were filled with hugs from friends and family as the sound of fireworks exploded throughout the room. In the chaos of hugs and greeting, he felt someone’s eyes on him. He turned to see his mystery woman looking at him. The two stared at each other for a few seconds before she lifted her glass in salute as if to wish him a happy new year. The look in her eyes was clear, it said: “Follow me.” 

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#haven’t had any motivation to write in months #mostly because 2020 was already a lot #I swear I haven’t forgotten about my fics #it’s just that the well is dry and has been for a while #however it’s a new year and I’m going to try and wrap up my series

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Sooooo about Wonder…

#yeah I’m not a fan #it’s aiit but honestly? it should have been an EP. #there was no umph to it #I’ve listened to it once and have no urge to listen to it again

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wonder  |  december 4th 

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Favourite Shawn mendes songs?

Oooffffff that’s a good question. Personally I prefer more R&B-adjacent songs. That is to say that my favourite Shawn Mendes songs are…

Lost in Japan

Where Were You In The Morning

No Promises

Bad Reputation

Memories

Monster

Why

Particular Taste

Mercy

#it’s obvious when I became a Shawn fan? #ask #eobardwellscavanagh

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So Shawn and BTS fans how are we feeling?

#shawn mendes #Shawn Mendes Monster #shawn mendes wonder #bts #bts be #bts life goes on

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Stiches and Treat you Better at the dentist. She knows what’s up

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From a young age, I was like really shown what it feels like to have that gold, and that success and that glory. It’s addictive and you miss out on the most beautiful part which is the process. When you start to lean into that process, the end result comes around in this beautiful bow and it looks gorgeous and you’re really happy with it. You’re expecting this big thing to happen and it doesn’t happen but you’re okay.

#okay but he looks so good!! #shawn mendes

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Shawn on The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon

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Guys please signal boost this. Make it trend! There are people in my country who are dying at the hands of the police and the government is ignoring us!

SARS is a sector of the Nigerian police who commit sexual assault, extort, torture and murder innocent civilians. They can stop and search you purely based on the car you’re in, the phone you have or how you’re dressed. I know people who have personally been affected by this.

GUYS! We need to talk about this.

Nigerian Citizens are currently protesting against Police Brutality.

An armed squad initially created to combat robbery has become a menace to society.

They harass citizens over unnecessary issues like hair styles or how they choose to present themselves, they extort us, abuse, rape and kill our people.

Over the years we have seen wrong arrests and brutal murders of innocent citizens.

Nigerians are tired and have come out to protest.

The world is silent and nobody is talking about this enough.

We need your support. Every life matters and is important. Boost this hashtag and get news outlets to speak on this.

Amplify our voices. Boost and share. Thank you

#END SARS!! #police brutality #endsarsprotests #protests #policereform #signal boost #reblog and share

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Tumblr is probably the only place where I feel I can freely share all my interests. I don’t know if it’s the degree of anonymity or the fact that no one here is that judgy. Either way I feel like I don’t have to censor myself that much

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You can’t tell me manifestation doesn’t work

@postyxmendes THE BTS IS OUTTTTTTTTTT

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@postyxmendes THE BTS IS OUTTTTTTTTTT

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Setting a goal for myself. By thirty, I want to be fluent in 2 additional languages

#it would probably be before 30 #I already know a little German and Yoruba anyway #like I said might add a little Korean in there #could try and do a language from every continent

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Such a good look ™

#yall see why I see why I say he should cut his hair?