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The Scare

Synopsis: Jo feels sick on a show day and there is a possibility in the air that neither she nor Shawn wants to be true. Because it is impossible, isn’t it?

Warning: Slight angst, pregnancy scare.

When Jo wakes up, she can hardly move. Shawn’s muscular arm is heavy, resting around her middle, trapping her against his chest while he’s got one toned leg slung over hers. Any other morning, she would be perfectly okay with being wrapped up in his arms like that but today, all she can think about is the pending school work and the deadlines and the exam she is studying for. She had brought a bunch of work to L.A. and has been working on a paper while Shawn was doing promo and getting ready for his show. 

She stirs, blinking slowly, and reaches for her phone on the nightstand, fingertips barely touching her iPhone. The hotel bed is huge and she has to stretch to reach the nightstand. She squints at her phone to check the time. 7:16 a.m.

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Turn it off!

Author’s note: Me yesterday morning hoping I could switch off the sun. But no Shawn to cuddle with.

You would normally welcome the warmth of the sun heating up your skin. Its rays waking you up and getting you ready for the day ahead. After a punishing Toronto winter, the sun became your friend—a constant companion you craved. But not this morning. Not when you went to bed at 4 am because a certain tall, broad, cuddly, and curly-haired Canadian craved you more than you did the sun. You haven’t seen each other in a month so this was expected. You loved it, adored him, but you’re also exhausted. The sun is not your friend today.

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In His Calvins

a/n: Oh, hey. I was mad at Shawn over this photoshoot so I had to punish him. That is all. Enjoy 💜 Thanks to @pattinsonshawn for some key ideas. Love you, babe. 

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warnings: hahaha this is 3.2k of fucking filthy sub!Shawn smut

“Cut! Let’s check that.”

Shawn exhaled in a gust. It was hell flexing and making it look natural, like his muscles weren’t’ screaming for release every time the director said action! He’d been shooting for Calvin Klein all afternoon and into the evening, doing fifteen push-ups between takes. The pictures were going to look incredible, it was just fact. He took pride in his body, you could tell in the casual way he carried himself, and he’d worked his fucking ass off for it. Hitting the gym almost everyday for five years had led him here, to his body on a fifty foot billboard in SoHo for everyone to see. To standing in front of a camera in nothing but a pair of white boxer briefs looking like a modern Greek god.

“Okay, Shawn. I think we have what we need,” the director called from the booth. Shawn jumped down from the platform he’d been walking on and shrugged into a big, fluffy gray robe. The oil clung to the loose fibers, making it a little sticky. He couldn’t wait to get back to the hotel and shower, maybe FaceTime if it wasn’t too late. He knew you liked to go to bed at reasonable hours and there were three time zones between the two of you. It sucked, especially on a day like today when he just wanted to tell you how amazing it all went and how good he looked.

He showered in the makeshift trailer they had on set and decided to go back to the hotel. Niall had called earlier, said something about maybe going out later, but Shawn was wiped. When he was in the big black SUV on the way, he got a text.

You: wanna talk before I go to bed?

Shawn: sure…wanna do more than talk? 😏

You: omg shut up maybe

Shawn: I can tell you all about my shoot…if you’re lucky maybe I’ll give you a sneak peek *wiggles eyebrows*

You: 🙄 call me when you’re back at the hotel

Shawn smiled down at his phone. Honestly, he’d choose facetiming with you over any overcrowded West Hollywood bar Niall could possibly take him to. He shot his friend a message begging out of plans. The car rolled up to his hotel and he quickly snuck into the lobby, narrowly avoiding being seen by the paps constantly haunting the entrance.

“Shawn?”

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Building Affection | Shawn Mendes AU

Summary: Shawn is successful architect with his own company and at twenty five he’s been called a prodigy in the architecture world but not all is as it seems, and with his skill comes a great deal of inner turmoil. Enter you, an assistant hired by Shawn’s mother to help keep him on track, but you’ll take on much more than just scheduling a few meetings as the two of you get closer day by day and build something even he couldn’t have planned out. 

Word Count: 15.6k

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The sound of your heels clicking frantically across the marble floor is deafening. Your legs won’t carry you any faster and you’re already late. Your interview was at 9am and it’s 9:08am.

“Third door on the right,” you mutter to yourself, passing the second door.

The third door is ajar and you take a deep breath, straighten your skirt and push it open with one delicately manicured hand. To your horror you realize that your ring finger nail is broken. Quite literally ripped off across the top. A victim of your piece of shit car, having gotten snagged when you were attempting to free your skirt of the spring that sticks out of the driver’s seat.

There is no time to panic now. Your interviewer is sitting before you on a lavish sofa that you could only hope to afford in two of your life times.

“Hello, you must be Mrs. Mendes?”

The well dressed woman stands, extending her hand politely. “Yes, and you’re my new client,” she says in a lovely British accent that throws you for a bit of a loop. You hadn’t expected it considering where you were.

“I do hope to be.”

Mrs. Mendes smiles and drops your hand in favor of picking up your resume folder on the coffee table beside her. “Oh no, the job is absolutely yours. No other applicants were nearly as qualified.”

“Oh,” you laugh softly “Thank you, I suppose the other applicants must be complete morons then.”

Mrs. Mendes raises her eyebrows.

“No no no, I just mean, this isn’t a degree level job or anything. It’s fairly straightforward…I-I am making an ass of myself oh my God I’ll shut up.”

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Anonymous asked:

Imagine slow dancing with husband!Shawn in the living room and it’s really quiet, wholesome and romantic until baby Mendes crawls over wanting up, so Shawn picks up your baby boy, holding him against his chest and you all slow dance softly, and Shawn kisses both your heads murmuring I love you and you both laugh when Baby Mendes babbles in response and you can’t think of anywhere else you’d rather be than with your two boys 🙈💙

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

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unexpected.

Request: hi! i love your works! can i request one where the girlfriend gets a bit insulted by a rude guy and as shawn is about to step in she actually handles it herself and he just loves it so much

A/N: Thank you! I hope you enjoy this.

You were at an event for the first time with Shawn. It was kind of nervewracking. Especially since you weren’t the most confident person, but Shawn helped you through it by giving your hand light squeezes here and there.

You were doing some interviews with him when you came to one in particular. He was mostly talking to Shawn, which was fine with you, but then he turned to face you.

“So how do you feel? I mean, you don’t excactly look like a model. How does it feel to be with someone who has mostly dated the ‘model type’ girl.”, the guy shoved the microphone in your face.

You could see Shawn’s jaw clenching and his hand tightened around yours. But you were going to stand up for yourself for once!

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Idk if blurb session is still on, tumblr should really have timestamps😚but clingy tour!shawn and clingy y/n? And josiah posting cute pics of them or maybe the staff gushing over them? Thank u❤

Shawn just finished performing, and you’re relaxing with him backstage. He’s just hanging out with his friends and the band. You’re still jet lagged, so you’re exhausted, but you don’t want to go back to the bus by yourself. 

You lean down, resting your head on Shawn’s lap. He absentmindedly begins running his fingers through your hair. You start to fall asleep to the sound of chatter and the comforting feeling of Shawn’s hand in your hair. 

The sound of a camera clicking makes you open your eyes out of curiosity, and you see Josiah with his camera pointed toward you. 

Shawn stops his conversation to say, “Josiah…” Once he noticed that it woke you up. 

“Sorry I couldn’t help it. You both looked so cute.” He says with a shrug. 

You look up to Shawn, and he’s smiling down at you. You smile back at him, then let your eyes fall closed as you fall back asleep.

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Wouldn’t Fall for Someone I Thought Couldn’t Misbehave

Let’s just say jealousy gets the best of Shawn when he takes you to see one of your favorite musicians.

Warning(s): Heavy Smut.

A/N: Listened to Pillowtalk one too many times and then this happened.

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