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caffeinated-mendes · 4 years

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Wanted - Shawn Mendes One-Shot (Gov/Spy AU)

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synopsis: You're a spy for your country, a tiny island in the middle of nowhere. After stealing back a necklace that was rightfully your nation's, the entire Toronto Task Force is after you, including one of their top officials, Shawn Mendes.

a/n: Hi guys! First off, I want to say that I'm not Canadian, so please excuse if I totally misnamed the group that handles these sorta situations in this one-shot (I looked up the Canadian equivalent to the US' Swat Team, and the ETF is what I found). So yes, if I'm being completely stupid, ignore that. Anyway, I took some inspo from the literal goddess herself, Natasha Romanoff, for these fight scenes/takedowns/chases. I really wanted them to be action packed. I hope you enjoy! Comments and likes are always appreciated <3

warnings: none

*if you prefer, you can read this on my ao3 instead of here

The wind whistled past your ears, hair whipping behind you as the motor of your bike revved and whipped past the black SUVs chasing you. Your mission: collect something that had been wrongfully taken and return it to your country, its home. Your country was a small one, but powerful, and you had to invade the expanses of Canada to get this item: a necklace that belonged to your royal family. Skirting into an alleyway, you managed to avoid the cars but a single person on a motorcycle followed yours, so you had to make a risky move. Turn right onto a street in oncoming traffic. Looking back into your mirror, you saw the figure. In big white letters on the breast of his bullet proof vest said Emergency Task Force. His hair, curly and brown flew back in the wind, but because of the darkness, you couldn’t see much else.

Making your sudden turn, you decided to swerve between lanes, hoping to make the cyclist stop in his tracks, but he followed you, putting himself in danger, too. At this point, you had to think quick, and the sound of incoming helicopters didn’t help. You’d meet your partner in another alleyway about a kilometer away, so you just had to hold out until then. “Move off the street, and you will not be shot down!” screamed the voice from behind you.

Conveniently, you swerved into the alleyway, and seeing your partner, a woman in all black, a slicked-back blonde ponytail, you said in your mother tongue, “Get out, take it before he sees you!”She understood, holding her hand out as you slammed the box into her grasp. Pulling herself up onto a railing above, she nodded behind you. The man saw you, not her, and you floored it, running further down the alleyway.

You knew you couldn’t escape as you entered a street with the black vehicles in a U-shape, closed in by your pursuer. Getting off your bike and taking off your glasses, you raised your arms above your head, slowly. At least twenty guns were pointed at you. You inhaled, closed your eyes. Now. You stamped your foot on the ground, and from your ankle shot tear gas. You slammed yourself into the closest adversary, sweeping him to the ground as another came behind you. Grabbing their gun, you smacked his head into it, and he fell to your feet. Taking two down in one go, you kicked one into the other and soon enough you had a pile at your feet of task force officials.

The last standing, and deliberately ten feet from you, stepped into the streetlights, a dark sky above. It was the guy on the motorcycle. “Who are you?” He asked. You could see his features now; tall, prominent cheekbones, dark eyes and baby-like pink lips. You ran towards him, and jumped onto his shoulder, swinging yourself around him until you pushed him to the ground, sitting on his back. Moving your face towards his ear, you placed a kiss on his cheek, seeing a satisfying red print left behind.

Your accent was nonexistent, “You’ll have to find out.” While you said this though, you lightened up on the pressure put on his back. This was your great mistake, as he bucked you off him and landed onto the hard asphalt. Not shielding your head, it slammed onto the ground, your vision fuzzy. He leaned himself over you, and placed a tablet in your mouth that dissolved. All you could catch of him were his eyes, pupils blown up, and the kiss mark on his cheek.

He said one thing; “I think I will.” Everything faded to black.

You woke up with your head throbbing and legs aching on a metal chair. A bright light was just turned on as you batted your eyes one, two, three times. Looking down at your scratched hands, your right was cuffed to the table. In the corner of the room stood your pursuer closing the door, and as he moved towards you you could see the scrape on his chin from being pushed down by you. “Alright, I’ll just start off easy. I’m Shawn, and I work for the ETF. You are someone, a spy possibly, and you stole one of our most precious artifacts that’s worth millions of dollars.”

You wanted to say it’s not your artifact, but you knew better than to speak. Keeping your mouth shut, you narrowed your eyes as he sat in front of you, across the table. “We’ve tried to run our databases for you, but you’re clearly using a fake identity. We know you’re not Lillian Davis. It’s got depth, but not enough. So why don’t you tell us where the artifact is?” He leaned forward on the table, holding his hands together. They were calloused and scarred. You’d guessed Shawn was in the field for a while, but he seemed young. No older than twenty-five.

“Okay, I guess you’re not gonna talk.”

You smirked, “You’re very pretty. Is there anything in that head of yours?”

Shawn’s face went pink at this remark, and he responded, “Look, no one’s watching you. There’s no cameras. I’m the only one here. Just tell me why you stole the artifact and we’ll let you go.” He walked to your side, uncuffing the cuff on the table leg, putting it on your left wrist. You took your chance, knocking his forehead and sending him sprawled onto the floor. He got up fast, pushing you against the wall. You could feel his pulse pounding. With a quiet laugh, you slammed your knee up in his crotch. Not a technical move, but one that worked.

Your anger got the best of you as you opened the door, telling him, “It was never yours to keep.” Running down the empty hall, you bolted for the first door you saw, which thankfully led outside. You didn't realize you were still in the clothes you wore before you got knocked out, but you didn’t know the day, either. Last time you were awake, it was August 24th. The door creaked behind you, and you made a quick scan of your surroundings. There was a garbage container on the side of the building, so you ran, hiding behind it.

From the cover of the container, Shawn walked out into the cold morning air, the sun rising from behind the skyline. From his belt, he pulled out a walkie-talkie. “The female suspect is missing. Repeat, the female suspect is missing. Anyone in the station’s nearby area, please search now.” Miscellaneous voices responded to him. As you thought of what to do next, he ran in the other direction, down the street to the city. Looking at what was behind you, you saw that there was a bus stop behind the government building. Pulling up your hood and searching for a few dollar bills in your sock, you walked over to the bench. It was a minute or so before the bus arrived, and thankfully none of the ETF personelle were there to find you.

You had just enough money to make it to where your partner would be: a private airfield with your country’s jet. Hopefully they hadn’t taken off yet, as they’d leave at eight in the morning. From the bus stop, you saw the heavy metal gates that bordered the airfield. Walking up to the booth near the passcode entryway, you glanced at a man asleep inside. As quietly as you could, you put in the passcode to the gates. You slipped through them soundlessly and ran to meet your partner boarding the small jet. ��About time,” She spoke from the door at the top of the steps.

“I got held up. Law enforcement.” She nodded and turned, walking inside. Taking the steps into the luxurious jet, you closed the door behind you.

It had been a month or so since you’d disappeared, and it wasn’t hard, as you lived in the condensed capital of your country. The tiny island brought the shining sun into your villa, which kept you from getting cabin fever. One afternoon, as you were in the kitchen when you heard the door creak shut. Your blood went cold and you reached for the cleaver that lay on your cutting board. Being on the most wanted list in Canada didn’t help your paranoia, either. Your feet padded on the brown tiles, and you turned into the living room, holding your breath. The figure was dressed in all black except for a faded green cap that they wore.

You groped for their arm, pinning it against their back as you held the knife to their throat. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” said a familiar voice, scratchy under the metal, “I didn’t want anyone seeing me.” That’s when you realized, as you saw the brown hair curled at the nape of his neck, back pressed against your front, who it was. You set the cleaver down on the table by the entryway, still holding his wrist. Turning him around to see his face, you took of the green cap, a head of curls flattening out onto his forehead.

Pressing your lips to his, he reached for your waist, fitting it into his hands. He tasted like mangos, and you breathed in his recognizable scent. “You acted pretty amazing last month. Even when I told you there were no cameras.” His hands smoothed out onto your back and you grinned, looking into his eyes. He looked so right in this setting. The browns and oranges and tropical vibe of your home compliment the warmness of his hair and his eyes, a sort of honey-ish brown. “Though you didn’t need to knee me.”

“It was all part of the act, love,” smirking slightly, your hands reached his hair, massaging his scalp, “I’m sorry we had to act like that. I didn’t know they’d send me on a mission to Canada, and of all places, Toronto. But if I didn’t follow through, they’d exile me.”

“Hey, I knew this would happen someday. It’s just how it is, you being their spy. And that necklace was yours, anyway.” He cleared his throat, and took your hands instead, “I would fake what happened a hundred times if it was what I had to do to see you again.”

Pushing a piece of hair behind your ear, you grinned, “Let’s run away. Once I get everything settled, we’ll make a life for ourselves. I know the royal family would grant it. Without me, so many plans would’ve gone down the drain.”

“Done. I don’t want to keep meeting like this. I’ll wait for you. As long as it takes.” You felt a sort of peace within yourself, and you actually preferred this to the adrenaline spike you’d get in fights. Ever since Shawn, you realized that your past opinions about conflict being better than love changed. He’d loved you in a way you’d never have thought of.

Placing a kiss on his cheek, the exact place you did the month before, you took his hands and pulled him into the kitchen. “Come help me with dinner.”

After getting into the hang of chopping and placing food in pots or pans, Shawn asked, “You think you could show me that flip you did when you nailed me to the ground?”

Laughing, you replied, “Maybe. Kiss included?”

“The kiss is always included.”

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sunshine--temptress · 5 years

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Got inspired by Shawn's chest hair. So here's some Hendes because we know Niall would appreciate it very much. Enjoy xx

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They were not official or anything, not that Niall would have been opposed to the idea, but he knew it was not the right time. He was working on his new album and Shawn would be on tour for nine months, they didn't have time for a relationship. This is what he told himself everytime he left Shawn's bed or woke up to cold sheet. But he prefered what they had now to nothing at all.

Niall landed in Germany as discreetly as possible. Taking a private plane had been a good idea, this way he could easily avoid paparazzi and fans. He loved meeting his fans but the situation was less than ideal, he was here to meet with Shawn in secret. Niall was not stupid and he knew many fans had caught up in what was happening between them, also if Shawn could stop mentioning him every three second that could probably help. Pfft, who was he kidding, everytime Niall saw Shawn had talked about him, it made him feel warm all over, his heart skipped a beat and he couldn't stop smiling. He was bad at hiding his feelings for Shawn.

The driver slowed down and Niall looked up to see they were arriving at the hotel. There was a lot of fan in front of the door and the driver had to be careful but none of them were paying attention to the car. Thanks to the tinted windows, now one could recognise Niall sitting in the back seat. The driver turned in the parking lot and drove into the interior parking garage. A member of the hotel security team was waiting for him at the door, an employees only entrance, and Niall was guided to Shawn's hotel room without anyone noticing him. Niall realised he had been holding his breath when the hotel room door closed behind him and he sighed loudly. Meeting Shawn in secret was exciting but it was also nerve wracking. There was always a chance someone would spot him and connect the dots.

Niall dropped his bag on the floor and removed his shoes. He was knackered and in need of a nap before Shawn got here. He knew once Shawn arrived he wouldn't let him sleep. Niall took his phone out of his pocket and sent a quick message to Shawn to let him know he had arrived and was now safely hiding in his hotel room. He put the phone on the nightstand and got under the cover, not bothering with removing his clothes. Niall fell asleep almost immediately.

When Niall woke up it was dark outside, he had slept a lot longer than he thought he would and when he saw it was already 11:23PM he regretted not setting an alarm. It was too late for regrets now anyway. Niall stretched his limbs and yawned loudly. His phone vibrated on the nightstand and Niall stretched his arm to look at it. He was not surprised to see it was a text from Shawn telling him he was on his way back to the hotel. This seemed to wake Niall up. He was excited at the idea of seeing Shawn. He grabbed his bag that was still on the floor by the door and ran to the bathroom. After a long flight and a nap Niall was in need of a shower. He undressed and carefully folded his clothes and placed it on the counter. He got out a fresh outfit out of his bag and put the dirty clothes in. He jumped in the shower and washed away all trace of sleepiness. Niall wasn't sure how far the venue was from the hotel, but generally they were never too far so he knew he didn't have the time to laze under the hot shower spray.

After drying himself with a fluffy towel, Niall needed fluffy towel like that in his home he thought, he got dressed. His outfit was simple considering it would probably not stay on his body for too long. Gray joggers, the tight kind, the one that made his ass looks phenomenal and a white t-shirt. He walked back into the room and settled back on the bed. He scrolled through Twitter and Instagram for a while. He snapped a selfie and after examining it and making sure no one would be able to tell he was in a hotel room, he uploaded it to his story. He must have dozed off after because he startled when the hotel door closed loudly. He blinked rapidly a few times and got off the bed, meeting Shawn in the middle of the room. Shawn welcomed him with his arms wide open and when they closed around Niall, Niall felt at home, he felt content and all the stress of the day disappeared in an instant. He rubbed his cheek against Shawn's chest and smiled.

“I've missed you,” he mumbled against Shawn.

Shawn kissed the top of his head.

“I've missed you too.”

They stayed like that, holding each others in the middle of the room for a while. Shawn broke the hug and guided Niall back to the bed.

“I'll go get changed and be back,” Shawn said before giving a small peck on Niall's lips and disappearing in the bathroom. When he came back he was wearing sweatpants similar to the one Niall was wearing but he was shirtless. Shawn climbed into the bed and settled next to Niall. He lifted his arm and motioned Niall under it. Niall scooted closer and laid his head on Shawn where his chest and shoulder met. Shawn's arm was holding him tight and Niall felt his eyes droop.

“You have chest hair,” is the first thing he said, “you didn't have so much last time I saw you.”

Shawn laughed.

“I decided to test it, letting it grow for a while I mean. Do you like it?”

“Are you kidding me? I love it,” said Niall as he brought his hand up to touch it. He traced slow circles on Shawn's chest, loving the way he was feeling him shiver under his fingertips. He tangled their legs together, he was half laying on Shawn now but Shawn was not complaining. Niall kept playing with Shawn's chest hair for a while. He yawned loudly, his eyes felt heavy.

“You're tired Niall, we should sleep.”

“I had plans,” pouted Niall and Shawn laughed.

“I'm sure you did but we have all day tomorrow. You'll have all the time to play with my chest hair,” teased Shawn.

Niall wanted to stay awake, wanted to enjoy his time with Shawn as much as possible but he could barely keep his eyes open now. Shawn leaned in and kissed him slowly and Niall let his head fall back against Shawn's shoulders, his fingers still carding through the chest hair.

“I could do this forever,” said Niall through a yawn.

“Forever?”

Fuck! He shouldn't speak when he was tired.

“If you’ll have me,” said Niall and she should really shut up now.

“Of course I will,” replied Shawn kissing him again.

Niall smiled against Shawn's chest. Shawn was right they had all day tomorrow and Niall intended to make the best of it, but now he knew he also had forever. This would be a whole other conversation but at least he knew they were on the same page.

#hendes #shiall #shawn mendes #niall horan #ficlet #my writing #claudia shut up

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coldcherrytae · 6 years

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One Way to Japan

Okay but who else is obsessed with “Lost in Japan” by Shawn Mendes? I can’t stop listening to it and it just screams Taekook to me. Hence, this ficlet happened.

Also posted on my AO3.

Thanks for reading! ♥

“Filming took longer than expected today,” Taehyung sighs into his phone. “I’m so tired. With all this extra time the cast is putting in, I hope the drama turns out really good.” “How did you feel about your scenes today?” Jungkook asks on the other side of the call, lying back against the pillow on his bed. It’s the one Taehyung uses on the nights when he stays in Jungkook’s bed. Taehyung left for Japan to shoot his new drama two days ago, but it still smells like him and it’s driving Jungkook just a little crazy. If he closes his eyes, he can imagine that Taehyung is still there with him, arms wrapped around his waist, nose nuzzled in his hair, just like the night before he left. “Better than yesterday. Thanks again for listening to me rant for like three hours.” “It was only twenty minutes, Taehyung,” Jungkook laughs. “I’m sure you did great.” Taehyung hums contently in response and then mewls, “Oh god, this bed feels so comfortable right now.” Hearing the muffled sounds of sheets rustling on the other side of the phone makes Jungkook instinctually runs his fingers over his own sheets. And all of the sudden they seem incredibly inadequate, simply because they aren’t the ones Taehyung is currently tangled in. “Taehyung.” “Mmm.” “Do you have plans tonight?” Taehyung laughs and replies, “Other than staying in bed and binging whatever Japanese dramas are on right now? Not really.” There’s a long pause on the other end, and then Jungkook finally asks, “You’re still at the same hotel as before, right?” “Yeah, why?” “Good. Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be there in two hours.” “Wait, what? Be here?” Taehyung asks, but the only response he gets is the sound of the dial tone. ----- Taehyung’s half asleep when there’s a soft knock on his hotel room door. He gets up with a groan, rubbing at this eyes and stretching his arms. When he gets to the door, without thinking, he swings it open wide, and a pair of arms suddenly envelop him. He knows those arms. He knows that smell, that touch, this feeling. “Jungkook,” he breathes, trying to pull away from the embrace to look at the boy’s face. “How the hell—” But Jungkook pulls Taehyung’s body back in toward him, interrupting his thought and making them collide together in the most beautiful way. Taehyung gives in and lets his head loll to the side, falling to rest against Jungkook’s. “I can’t get you off my mind,” Jungkook whispers into Taehyung’s neck, still very much latched onto him. Taehyung lets out a quiet gasp and asks, “So you came all the way to Japan to see me?” “It was only five hundred miles.” “Only?” he challenges. “God, Jungkook.” “I just really needed to see you.” Taehyung grabs Jungkook’s arms and holds on to them tightly as he creates distance between their bodies. He gets a better look at Jungkook now and notices that he looks just as tired as him. Jungkook takes the opportunity to look at Taehyung as well. He reaches up to ruffle his hair a little, fixing the parts that are sticking up from sleep, and then cups Taehyung’s cheek gently.

Taehyung leans into the touch and closes his eyes before asking, “When is your flight back?" “What flight back?” Jungkook grabs hold of Taehyung’s hand and interlaces their fingers together before continuing, “Right now, the only thing I’m thinking about, the only thing that’s going to happen, is you and I.”

“You,” Taehyung echoes with a smile as he closes and locks the door, “and I.”

#taekook #taekook fanfic #taekook fanfiction #taehyung x jungkook #bts #bts fanfiction #bts fanfic #shawn mendes #lost in japan #ficlet #drabble #vkook #kookv

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teenagecriminalmastermind · 7 years

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why is shawn mendes perfect for shirtbert

oh yeah he’s canadian too that explains how he became shirbert’s designated artist I swear to god this ship will be the death of me

#mercy and treat you better #oh and of course #the one and only #there's nothing holding me back #which I made a post about #and a full blown fic in the works #and a ficlet too #shirbert #shawn mendes #anne with an e #anne of green gables #anne cuthbert #gilbert blythe #gilbert seriously loves Anne #I have way too many feelings right now #this is not convenient at all

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allwaswell16 · 4 years

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{Recently Read 1D Fics}

August 2020

These are all the One Direction fics I read and enjoyed in August. There are 19 recs here in all and are in order by word count and organized by pairing. You can also listen to my podcast to hear me talk about each of these fics as well as an overview of what was posted on ao3 in August! Please let the writers know if you liked the fics by leaving kudos and comments! Happy reading!

Fanfictional Podcast #14 | ko-fi | other fic recs

Larry

🌴 Follow Your Arrow, @bitter-leaf / bitter_leaf (E, 78k, high school au, friends to lovers, ot5 friendship, American au, American South, football, angst with a happy ending, country music, coming of age, pining, sexual tension, slow burn, I adored these friendships and characters)

🌴 just call me inspiration, @hereforlou (E, 51k, coffee shop au, writer Louis, art student Harry, pining, muses, friends to lovers, recreational drug use, misunderstandings, smut, I actually woke up early just to finish reading this fic)

🌴 i must admit i thought i’d like to make you mine, @disgruntledkittenface (M, 50k, girl direction, fake/pretend relationship, strangers to friends to lovers, San Francisco, past Louis/Zayn, side Liam/Sophia, bed sharing, sexual tension, photographer Harry, lawyer Louis, smut and fluff, wedding planning but not for Larry, an amazing fic that’s so well written and has everything you could want in a fake relationship fic)

🌴 Quiet People Have the Loudest Minds, @2tiedships2 (M, 38k, a/b/o, alpha Harry, omega Louis, mute Louis, sign language, nonverbal communication, strangers to lovers, Lilo friendship, NYC, Broadway musicals, heat, bonding, mates, smut, bottom Louis, she’s done it again with another unique a/b/o fic, loved it!)

🌴 Someone to Fly Home To, @kingsofeverything (E, 34k, exes to lovers au, older Larry, post divorce, kid fic, getting back together, cheating but not between H&L, professor Harry, pilot Louis, airplanes, Rome, travel, vacation, wedding, smut, so many emotions and I was yelling at them and I loved it)

🌴 lost in my head, @louandhazaf / YesIsAWorld (E, 12k, famous/not famous au, exes to lovers, Love Island, singer Harry, not famous at first Louis, therapy, getting back together, relationship issues, jealousy, pining, alternating pov, smut, angst with a happy ending, oof this hurt)

🌴 Camboy on Lockdown (series), @reminiscingintherain (E, 12k, lockdown fics, student Louis, camboy Louis, masturbation, skype sex, Harry runs a bar, I am in love with this funny lovely hot series and I hope it continues!)

🌴 Hate to Smoke (Without Me), @louhazpride (M, 12k, bad neighbor au, enemies to lovers, neighbors, uni au, mild smut, bottom louis, humor, so much fun!)

🌴 When Tomorrow Comes, @jacaranda-bloom / jacaranda_bloom (E, 11k, a/b/o, alpha Harry, omega Louis, beta Niall, uni au, scenting, nesting, bonding, mating, bondmates, mpreg, fluff, smut, an interesting universe!)

🌴 Let Me Be Your Everlasting Light, @laynefaire (M, 11k, established relationship au, Norway, travel, vacation, Northern Lights, fluff, romance, proposal, humor, so lovely and soft)

🌴 Oh darling my heart’s on fire, for you, @louloubabys1992 / louloubaby92 (G, 7k, uni au, bakery au, student Harry, student Louis, meet cute, fluff, protective Louis, a v sweet fic)

🌴 I think I’m falling (I’m falling for you), @beau-soleil-louis / Only_angel_28 (NR, 6k, skateboarder Louis, bicyclist Harry, meet cute, uni, coffee shop, disaster gays, minor accidents, humor, flirting, banter, getting to know each other, Louis has a lip ring, rain, fluff, strangers to lovers, kissing, this was so fun and cute but also had beautiful and distinctive writing)

🌴 our gentle sin, @phd-mama / phdmama (E, 4k, college au, frat party, Halloween, costumes, Harry as a nun, Louis as a priest, getting together, booty shorts, pining, smut, this was so so good and hot af)

🌴 Let’s Get Lost Together, @londonfoginacup / LadyLondonderry (G, 4k, a/b/o, alpha Harry, omega Louis, side Ziam, road trip, lake house, photographer Harry, misunderstandings, I loved how embarrassing they both were and all of Louis’ teasing that went misunderstood)

🌴 If You’re Hoping for a Harbour, @londonfoginacup / LadyLondonderry (G, 2k, fae/faeries au, fae Louis, farmer Harry, magic, ring, soulmates, sigh lovely and magical)

🌴 Read the Recipe, @londonfoginacup / LadyLondonderry (G, 2k, personal chef and baker Harry, client Louis, rich Louis, awkward Harry, so cute and made my heart warm)

🌴 emotions won’t grow, @voulezloux / localopa (G, 1.7k, soulmates au, getting together, light angst, happy ending, a perfect emotional ficlet)

Grouis

🌴 Always Keep You Next To Me, @lululawrence (NR, 8k, Louis/Greg James, roadtrip au, twin Louis, grief/mourning, character death prior to fic, friends to lovers, bed sharing, hurt/comfort, no smut, a beautiful fic about love and loss)

Shiall

🌴 It’s Electric, @a-brighter-yellow / abrighteryellow (M, 15k, Niall/Shawn Mendes, canon, sexual tension, wedding (not N/S), wedding dates, bisexual Niall, crushes, pining, slow dancing, kissing, implied sexual content, humor, I laughed and hugged myself and loved this so much)

#larry fan fic #28th appreciation #allwasficrecs #larry fan fiction #shiall fan fic #grouis fan fic #fic rec

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nathaniel-schreave · 6 years

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Nate: Ficlet 4

ITS THE FIC YOU’VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR! THE ANNOUNCEMENT OF THE WINNER! I would personally like to thank all of you who joined this selection and making it what it was. And of course, I want to thank, Grace, who I don’t know how many times I yelled at you to write. It was all out of love. But thank you, I really couldn’t have done it without you.

It’s crazy to think that its now coming to an end. Hopefully, we will finish off each character for you so you aren’t left hanging (we still have a couple things planned). I’m so sad to be having to leave my characters, Nate, is literally my dream boy. I love this bean with everything, also because Shawn Mendes. Jace, who started of being the classic f-boi then it turned into JUINN. Queen Aubrey, who was just sweet and caring and just full of that Motherly advice that was needed during the selection. And I can’t even call him my character because I made Grace do the rps (thanks boo), but to King Spencer, who was just the lovable dad, in the fics he seemed rude, he just never had a good moment.

This selection has for sure had its ups and down, and quite a few tears (hehe) but it was overall pretty amazing. I hope you guys had fun this selection, we tried to come up with different ideas and challenges to make it a bit different from the past ones. I’m going to say it once again, THANK YOU, LOVE YOU ALL! YEET! -Claire

Oh, wow... I can't believe we're at this moment. I still kick myself for thinking I should do all these fics, but in all honesty, I loved the responses I got and y'all have just been so amazing. Thank you for letting me share my characters with you and thank you for sharing yours with me. This has really been a journey for us and I'd like to let you all know how grateful I am that you all were a part of it as well. Claire, I love you. Thank you for asking me to do this with you. Thank you for forcing me to write. I owe this experience to you. Please enjoy this fic 💖 I promise it won't be my last one. I'll see you all next time. -Grace

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omgpourquoi · 7 years

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Shawn Mendez-mercy for the nurseydex playlist fic ask! Thank you! (I think there is a Headcanon rolling around about how mercy and nursey sound similar/rhyme? So it super funny When some replaces all the "mercy"s with Nursey)

Can’t Be Happening: The Playlist Fics

Wow, I’m actually in love with Shawn Mendes btw so like there’s that. Your suggestion is great but I didn’t want them to sing the song because I set that rule for myself ahh but if I did, it would be an established relationship where Dex would totally sing to Nursey (see what I did there? Wow, I’m in too deep..anyway) and he replaces the line with Nursey to make his boyfriend laugh on a road trip. Dialogue like:

“He’s really so hot.”

“Nursey. He’s, like, young.”

“So are we?? Also, if he’s over 18 that shit’s legal.”

“Nurse.”

Nursey is trying to drive and Dex is distracting him by singing and kissing up his jaw and blah blah blah remind me to write this later and let’s get to the actual fic, which is the dramatic rain scene we all are thirsty for.

Song: Mercy by Shawn Mendes

Getting caught in a thunderstorm is not in Dex’s plan for a Sunday afternoon. But here he is, in some field an hour from campus with Nursey for some “writing project” because Nursey needs to write about someone familiar in some place that is not.

“This is the last time I do you any favor, Nurse,” Dex huffs as the first icy drop lands on his head.

“Chill, it’s just a short afternoon storm it’ll be over in, like, two minutes.”

The argument deteriorates from there, flipping from weather to politics to the take and give of their friendship until they’re yelling and it’s pouring.

Nursey’s dark hair is plastered to his forehead. Dex wipes the water from his face. Thunder sounds in the distance.

“WHY ARE WE EVEN HERE?” Dex yells over the thunder.

“BECAUSE I HAVE A PROJECT. BECAUSE I’M A HOPELESS ROMANTIC. BECAUSE YOU’VE GOT THIS HOLD OVER ME AND YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW IT. THEY ALL HURT SO PICK YOUR FUCKING POISON.”

Dex feels like he’s being torn apart. He’s never meant to hurt Nursey. Ever.

Nursey gulps in air, his voice still raised.

“It’s like I’m fucking tethered to you. Like in those romance novels where there’s a string connecting us and, God, Dex have mercy on me and just tell me I’m not crazy that it’s — that I’m— I—,” Nursey chokes on his words, blinking rain out of his dark eyelashes.

They stare at each other through the rain as it comes down in sheets. Nursey’s breathing hard, like he ran the words instead of saying them.

“You’re not crazy,” Dex whispers. He doesn’t think that Nursey can hear him over the downpour, but his eyes follow the movement of Dex’s lips.

Dex takes two steps forward, closing the space between them. He grabs onto Nursey’s shirt with both hands, pulling him forward. Nursey, because he’s Nursey, trips and the both of them go sprawling.

Dex falls backwards, landing on the wet ground with an “oompfh!” Half a second later, Nurse lands on top of him, knocking what little breath is left out of his lungs.

Dex opens his eyes and looks into Nursey’s green ones, wide and searching.

Dex wraps a hand around his neck and and pulls them together.

He kisses Nursey with all the pent up frustration he feels now. Dex kisses, trying to convey to Nursey what he’s been feeling for years. Nursey pulls away as another clap of thunder shakes the ground.

“How’s that for mercy?” Dex asks, grinning up at a shocked Nursey. He leans forward to kiss Nursey again.

The Rules™ 1. You send me a song from this playlist and I write a Nurseydex ficlet about a word, lyric, feeling, etc 2. You can also suggest songs that you think should be on the playlist. I’ll add it if I like it and write the fic. 3. I can’t write that they’re just singing the song more than let’s say…three times? Bc that’s just cheating.4. Y'all can send suggestions with the songs but it’s okay if I don’t use them. I most likely will though

Other stuff:- Probably won’t get super smutty just cause people I know might see it? But also some of these songs are saucy™ so maybe?- Generally, I don’t do AUs. Not my cup of tea most of the time. But again, some of those songs super lend to it so, no promises either way!

Find the rest under the tag “the playlist fics”

#the playlist fics #nurseydex #dexnursey #omgcp

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litessaber · 6 years

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I was tagged by @vintage-smokestack (thank you!)

THE RULES: Answer 30 questions and tag 20 blogs you would like to get know better!

1. nicknames: lite, ‘saber

2. gender: female

3. star sign: libra

4. height: 5′2″ (and perhaps a quarter)

5. time: 12:28pm

6. birthday: October 13, 1999

7. favorite band(s): Fall Out Boy, Maroon 5, The Chainsmokers

8. favorite solo artist(s): P!nk, Halsey, Taylor Swift, Ed Sheeran

9. song stuck in my head: Act Like You Love Me by Shawn Mendes

10. last movie I watched: honestly can’t remember...

11. last show I watched: NCIS

12. when did I create my blog: made this blog early 2017, but have been on tumblr for at least four years

13. what do I post: not much, mostly I lurk; although I have been known to write a ficlet or two

14. last thing I googled: ‘college memes’

15. do I have any other blogs: yes! I have a couple sideblogs and another main blog I haven’t been on for a year or so

16. do I get asks: rarely (so please send me some!)

17. why I chose my url: I wanted something Star Wars-y and the pun was too good to pass up

18. following: 28

19. followers: 15

21. average hours of sleep: anywhere between six and ten, but I’m always tired

22. lucky number: 13

23. instruments: flute!

24. what am I wearing: jeans, converse, and an entirely too summery shirt for december

26. dream job: writer!

27. dream trip: an around the world trip with stops in Japan, China, Paris, Rome, London, and Brazil among other destinations, with a month-long conclusion in Hawai’i.

28. favorite food: my mom’s chicken pot pie, chocolate sheet cake, Italian, Chinese, and Mexican cuisine, ice cream

29. nationality: american

30. favorite season: autumn

I don’t know 20 blogs, so I’ll just tag a couple and if you want to do it, feel free: @avada-matata @jediscourse @windona

#lite speaks #lite does tag games #not sw #this was fun!#thanks again for tagging me

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caffeinated-mendes · 4 years

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Updated Masterlist - caffeinated-mendes

A little masterlist for anyone happening upon my account. All of these are fairly family-friendly, however some do contain swearing. I’ve written a few more things so here’s an update! Hope you enjoy!

Shawn Mendes

one-shots: italy | make me forget | amethyst

series: bel amour - chapter 1 | chapter 2 | chapter 3

Peter Parker

one-shots: An Unlucky Pairing | Cozy Nights

The 100

series: Co-Workers

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caffeinated-mendes · 4 years

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Masterlist - caffeinated-mendes

A little masterlist for anyone happening upon my account. All of these are fairly family-friendly, however some do contain swearing. More content is coming soon, so expect some updates! Hope you enjoy!

Shawn Mendes

one-shots: italy | make me forget | amethyst

series: bel amour - chapter 1

Peter Parker

one-shots: An Unlucky Pairing

The 100

series: Co-Workers

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sunshine--temptress · 6 years

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Kiss it better

Ok, I was having a conversation with @prettyinsoulpunk and she mentioned Shawn's bruised face and how Niall should kiss it better and it inspired this tiny thing. Enjoy!

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“Niall, you need to calm down,” said Shawn on the phone, laughing, “it’s just a scratch and a bruise, I’m not dying.”

The second Niall saw Shawn’s story on Instagram, showing off his bruised face he had jumped on his phone and had called him to make sure his friend was okay.

“I just don’t like seeing you like that, Shawny,” sighed Niall, “be more careful, please.”

“Okay, dad!”

“Don’t call me dad, I’ll be 25 soon and it’s giving me anxiety.”

“Oh stop that! Soon you’ll have gray hair and you’re gonna rock the dad look and it’s gonna be hot as fuck,” laughed Shawn.

“You’re an idiot and I should never have called you!”

“Oh come on Horan, you love me,” replied Shawn and Niall felt his stomach twist in a knot.

“So, will you be able to make to the show for my birthday?” asked Niall, not so subtly changing subject.

“How many times will I have to tell you it’s just a bruise and yes I’ll be able to be there, stop worrying.”

There was a knock on Niall’s hotel room door and he knew it was Shawn. He had texted him five minutes earlier to tell him he was arriving in the hotel parking lot. Niall swallowed the lump in his throat and wiped his moist hands on his thighs. This was ridiculous, Shawn was one of his best friends, he couldn’t have feelings for him. It never ended well. But as soon as Niall opened the door and saw how Shawn’s bruises looked worse than in the short video he had posted on Instagram, he closed the door behind them and took Shawn’s face between his hands and inspected it carefully.

“Niall?”

Niall removed his hands from Shawn’s like he’d been burned and looked away to make sure Shawn wouldn’t see him blush.

“You’re acting weird.”

“M’not!”

“Uh yes! Since you saw my story you’ve been acting like I was about to die.”

“Sorry I care about you!”

“It’s not that, and I like that you care about me,” said Shawn, looking away, “I just don’t understand why you care so much. I know Christian was hurt last week and as far as I know you were not worried like that for him, all you did was putting him in your story and laughing at him.”

Niall turned around and sighed, he rolled his eyes at himself. He always thought he was being subtle but he never was. He should know better by now.

“I care because I like you,” groaned Niall keeping his back turned so Shawn wouldn’t see his face and maybe he would think Niall meant as a friend.

Niall felt Shawn’s hands on his shoulders, turning him around but Niall kept his head down, refusing to look at Shawn, but Shawn put two fingers under Niall's chin and lifted his head, making him looking in his eyes.

“You like me.”

Niall said nothing and bit his bottom lip nervously.

“How do you like me exactly? Because I’m about to do something and I’d like to not look like a fool.”

Niall stayed silent and closed his eyes. His heart was hammering in his chest and he felt dizzy. He had no idea what was going on.

“How do you like me?” asked Shawn again.

Niall licked his lips slowly and he saw how Shawn tracked the movement with his eyes. He brought his hands back on Shawn’s face and touched it gently.

“As more than a friend,” finally answered Niall. There he said it.

Shawn smiled softly and closed the distance between their mouth and kissed Niall gently. Niall broke the kiss and smiled.

“I like you too Niall, in case you hadn't understand.”

“I hate seeing you hurt like that.”

“I’m okay but you can kiss it better if you want.”

Niall laughed and kissed Shawn again.

“I might just do that,” he said between kisses.

-FIN-

#hendes #shiall #niall horan #shawn mendes #ficlet #claudia shut up #my writing

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