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[itsamendesmadness]

Thinking of you

Shawn Mendes x Female reader 

Summary: The reader receives a gift from Shawn while he is away on a guy's trip. 

Warning(s):  SEX TOYS MASTURBATION 

a/n: I had so much fun writing this piece. I think it's my best work so far. Remember to reblog if you want to see more stuff like this. Don’t be afraid to comment. 🫶✨

The constant ringing of your phone wakes you up. You disconnect it from its charger and roll to the other side of the bed. You have two missed calls from Shawn and decide to call him back. Just in case something happened. 

*Phone rings*

“Good. You’re awake” a brisk voice answers the phone. Causing you to instantly blush of how excited he sounded just to hear back from you. “Hey babe, is everything alright?” you respond to the cheerful guy. “Yes. Everything is alright. I just got a little anxious going into the airport, but I felt better when Mike arrived.” You could tell he was trying to mask how anxious he really got. “Airports are anxiety inducing. I totally get it.” you say trying to validate his feelings. “Yeah. Thank you, y/n. Anyways, I ordered a little something for you. It should be at the door any minute now.” he says. “Mmm… I wonder what it could be.” you respond jokingly. 

After a little while of talking on the phone with Shawn. You get an alert on your phone from the outdoor security camera detecting movement. “It's here” you tell Shawn who is still on the phone with you. You proceed to put him on speaker and head to the door. When you opened it you didn't expect what you were seeing. It was a picnic basket with a bouquet of red carnations wrapped in brown kraft paper. Inside laid a beautiful plate of chocolate waffles with strawberries on top and just beside it there was a small pink bag with sparkly tissue paper. 

You struggle getting the basket inside without it tumbling to the ground. Shawn is laughing at the sound of you grunting trying to lift the basket onto the kitchen counter. “Babe, stop laughing. If you make me laugh my arms get even more weak.” you comment laughing. “I’ll stop. Damn… I really miss you.” you could tell he was telling the truth from the change in his tone. “Do you see a little bag?” he asks. “Yes. I am opening it now.” The tissue paper ruffles as you take it out of the bag revealing the inside. “Omg! Shawn!” you scream. 

You take the item out. You feel your face getting instantly red. “I wish I could see your face right now.” He responds playfully. You’ve never owned a toy before of any shape or form…not even vibrating panties. Well, there is clearly a first time for everything. 

“Umm… Should I put them on?” you ask him nervously. “Yes, but first I am switching to FaceTime.” The phone rings changing into FaceTime. You answer the phone and place it leaning on a vase in your kitchen counter. This way Shawn could get a good view of everything. The black laced fabric tickles your soft skin as you put them on. “Oh- they look so good on you.” he says as he comes into view. His hands flew to rest on his head. “I love how you look with just a top and panties.” he says, biting his lip. 

You feel so good when he talks that way about you. You love when he reassures you. 

“Doesn't this need a remote?” you ask him. “Yes, I have it…It’s an app on my phone so I can control it at anytime, anywhere. Saying this, I want you to wear them all day.”  he responds with a smirk on his face. “You are so bad” you respond. “Look, I have to go now, but please don’t take them off, okay?” he says. “Okay. Bye. I love you” you respond. “I love you.” he says as he hangs up. 

The fact of having to wear this all day knowing that it could go off at any given moment gave you massive anxiety. You needed to get some stuff done for the apartment before Shawn came back from the guy’s trip, so you went to the grocery store. You threw on some sweatpants and one of his baggy white shirts to try and disguise the fact that there is a bullet sized vibrator inside your panties.  

Arriving at the grocery store everything is running smoothly. He still hasn't activated it. At this point you thought it was all a joke and he really wasn't going to do anything. He probably wanted you to die of anticipation or embarrassment. You proceed to cross things off your list. This was going to take a while because you took the shopping cart with the bad wheel. Every movement you made a squeak followed.

 You found yourself at the cereal aisle when a subtle buzz started coming from your pants. “Oh- fuck.” you said out loud. The old lady next to you stared at you with a serious face. “These prices are crazy right?” you said to her trying to hide that your man was having a field day in your pants. Shawn was going crazy with the buttons, alternating from slow to fast. You can’t deny it felt so good, but this can’t be happening right now. Not at the grocery store. You grab the cereal and sprint to the cash register to pay for the few items you crossed off. 

Luckily there weren't a lot of people in line. You crossed your legs and acted like you really needed to pee. Hopefully, this would help you distract yourself. 

You finally paid for everything, grabbed the bags and fast walked to your car. “God. Fuck.” you screamed getting into your car. You rested your head on the steering wheel to hide your face from the people walking up and down the parking lot as you came in your panties. “Wtf?!” you said laughing. You grabbed your phone to text Shawn.

Phone messages read:

Shawn: How was it? 

y/n: I came in my car at the grocery store parking lot. 

Shawn: Baby, you are so bad. 

y/n: Shut up! I love you.

[itsamendesmadness]

ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴍʏ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ʙʟᴏɢ ᴅᴇᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɪᴛ, ɪ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛᴇ ᴀɴʏ ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏɴ ʜᴏᴡ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ɪᴍᴘʀᴏᴠᴇ. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴʏ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ, ᴀꜱᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. ✨

People I write for: (list in progress)

-Shawn Mendes

-Jacob Elordi

- JJ Maybank

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“Second Thoughts”

Pairing: Shawn Mendes x reader

Summary: You’ve been secretly in love with Shawn since forever. You get a letter from him and you’re scared to see what it's about. When you peek inside the envelope, you realize it's a wedding invitation. Deep down you wanted to go and break this wedding.

warning: light cursing, fluff, angst & probably grammatical errors.

a/n: I had this idea from a current situation in my life and thought it was a good imagine ‘cause you know “DRAMAAA”. As always , let your imagination fly. 🪶

wc: 1089

It was a cold autumn morning. The perfect ambiance for curling up with a good book and drinking cinnamon hot chocolate. I have been sitting all day at my favorite place at my mom’s house since I was a kid…the window seat. I could see the cars come and go. There was something satisfying about hearing the cars hit the puddles.

Any time soon my mom has to be heading home from work. I kept reading my book waiting for her arrival. A Black Honda Civic pulls in the driveway, it’s my mom. I fix my clothes and pass my fingers lightly through my hair to make it look like I haven’t been sitting here all day. She struts down the driveway in direction to the mailbox, grabs the mail and walks towards the house.

“Hey, honey” she says while placing her keys in the key holders. The front door shuts behind her. “Have you been sitting there all day?” she says judgingly. “No mom, I just sat down” I say, hiding my face with the hardcover book. She could always tell when I was lying. I guess it is that motherly instinct in her head, just like spidey senses.

“There's some mail for you.” she says, placing the stack of mail on the dining table in front of me. “If it’s another bank statement just throw it away. I don't know why they send so many letters when we can see all our account activity through the app.” I say annoyed.

“It’s not all from the bank. You have a letter from Shawn.” she says, looking at me waiting for a reaction. She knows how I feel about him, all these years and I still have a huge crush on him.

“Sha- Shawn? He sent me a letter?” I say, stuttering nervously. I kept thinking to myself if I should open it or just break it apart. What if it’s something bad.

The envelope stared at me, making me feel stupid. This whole situation is stupid, he is not even thinking about me the same way I am of him. I need to stop pacing around the house and just open that fucking envelope. I couldn’t get more disappointed than I already am.

I grab the envelope from the table and start ripping the side of it carefully. Inside this envelope there was another one, an emerald green envelope. I started to think this was just one of his goofy pranks.

I pulled out the emerald green envelope and started to unstick the gold wax seal. The perfect calligraphy lettering is peaking through the top. It reads “Natalie Colton + Shawn Mendes”. I yanked it out of the envelope in disbelief. “This can’t be real!” I screamed out.

My mom looks at me with her eyes wide open “what is it?!”. “He- he is inviting me to a wedding… his wedding.” I say, throwing the invitation at the table. I rest my elbows on the table with my hands on my forehead. The warm tears fall down my hands and into my knitted sleeves. My mom sits in the empty chair next to me to try to comfort me. “Honey, I know it’s not what you wanted, but maybe you should go to the wedding. It will help you move on.” she says. “Okay” I say, trying not to start an argument.

The day of the weeding

I dreaded this day all week. How can I sit in that ceremony and see the love of my life marry someone else. Honestly, this is what’s sad about it. He is the love of my life, but I’m not his. A million scenarios played in my head and only one could play out.

I sat in my bed not even wanting to get ready for this dreadful ceremony. I didn’t even think about bringing a date. I moped out of bed, sat on my vanity and started getting ready.

At the Venue

The wedding was being held at a farmhouse. It may sound odd for a wedding, but it's very common in our hometown. Especially in the autumn season. The guests were being directed to the back of the farmhouse where the ceremony was gonna be taking place. I walked down the trail filled with fallen leaves and followed the wooden signs. I could see a big tree with fairy lights dropping down from the branches at the end of the trail. The white wooden chairs were placed in a uniformed line with the name cards placed on them. I started looking for my name on the groom's side.

I discreetly started to look around to see if I could spot Shawn and talk to him before the ceremony. Hoping a confession doesn't slip out of my lips. The realization of Shawn getting married was hitting me hard. I was sweating and shaking so I decided to walk around for a bit before the ceremony started. “Excuse me” I say, trying to pass through and not step on anyone's toes.

I walked and walked till I found an area not filled with guests. The gazebo had beautiful flowers wrapped around the fences. It had white sheer curtains and lots of lights drooping down. I sat on the steps and practiced some breathing exercises my mom taught me. She said it helps her two year old students when they have big feelings. As of now I felt like I had some big feelings to process too. It was probably a bad decision to come down here. How can I move on after years of being in love with this guy? It’s more my fault because I never expressed it thinking it would ruin our friendship. Life was easier with having half of him imagine now having none of him.

This ceremony is taking longer than expected. They haven't even announced that it's starting soon. A tall guy in a tailored black suit walks towards the gazebo. “Have you seen the groom around?” he asks me nervously. “No, why? Is something wrong?” you say intrigued. “No, nothing to worry about. The ceremony will commence soon.” he says, rubbing his fingers together anxiously and walks off quickly.

Could this mean that Shawn is having second thoughts? This could be my only chance to confess my feelings. I should go find him before it's too late.

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This story is so good! I literally can’t wait to see what happens. I would so appreciate if you guys took the time to read this. 🫶

This is my beloved original story. Give it a read if you’d like :)

If you do read, I hope you like it!!

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i’ve been having this idea for months and i started writing it a few weeks ago. i fell in love with this story, something that rarely happens when i write but thankfully i did!

the characters are all mine and the cast consists of tom holland, florence pugh, zoe kravitz, rachel zeggler, alexa demie and one of them is based off me :)

this story is based off the song ‘no body, no crime’ by taylor swift.

without further ado, i would love to present to you the first chapter of

Infidelity

Chapter 1

Some people say that you never really know the person you’re marrying. There’s always something new you learn from your partner everyday. Whether it’s good or bad, well, that all depends on who you married. But right now, Ellie, Taylor, Meghan and Ivy stood on the dock in front of the Winford mansion. Police cars crowded the road while others remained in the boat that floated in the middle of the lake, before yellow tape came to view.

“Hey! There’s a body down here!” One of the officers shouted through the megaphone.

The girls watched as the divers pulled out a suitcase followed by a limp blue body. They looked at each other, too stunned to utter a word. It was Michael, Lillian’s husband. Their best friend’s husband. They were married five years before he died.

“What are we gonna do?” Meghan asked with a shaky voice, never parting her eyes from the boat.

“We’re gonna tell them the truth.” Taylor replied, causing the girls to look at her in confusion.

Two months earlier

Every week, the girls had dinner with Lillian. They would go to a restaurant to drink a glass of wine while they chatted about everything they did during the week. It was their own little moment of peace. They’ve been best friends since high school but Ellie and Lillian were the only ones that actually went to college together. No matter how far away they were from each other, they always kept contact.

“So Taylor, you’re a new aunt now.” Lillian smiled at the blonde. “How do you feel?”

“It feels amazing to be an aunt, finally.” She chuckled. “I was tired of waiting for any of you to have babies.”

“I'm not having babies.” Ivy, the high school music teacher, shook her head and took a bite from her food as they laughed.

“Well I want babies, I just need Nate to propose first.” Meghan shrugged, pulling at a loose string from her knitted sweater.

“I don’t know if I want any.” Ellie, the short green eyed blonde, replied, staring down at her glass before looking up the girls. “Depends on what my partner wants, I guess.”

Everyone turned to Lillian, who was clearly trying to escape the question. She was quiet the whole time, looking at her wine glass in deep thought. At one point, she felt everyone’s eyes on her, causing her to look up.

“What?” Lillian chuckled.

“What about you and Michael?” Meghan asked sweetly.

“What about us?”

“Are you guys planning on having children soon?” Taylor questioned with a small hopeful smile.

Lillian opened her mouth to speak but ended up closing it again. She thought of a way to answer without receiving any questions directed towards her. It was unknown to the girls that Lillian and Michael did try for children. They tried for three years but after five miscarriages– all of them occuring on the last day of the first trimester– and the fertility doctor saying that her reproductive system was “dysfunctional”, they gave up on every ounce of hope.

Guilt filled her mind everyday. Lillian thought or, very much, believed that she failed as a woman, as a wife, as a daughter, as a human in general. Her body couldn’t do what female bodies were made to do. She wasn’t about to make her friends pity her so she shook her head with a fake smile and stared at the girls before placing her wine glass on the table. Instead she decided to turn the conversation to something that was actually bothering her at the moment.

“I don’t know.” Lillian replied, tucking a piece of her brown curls behind her ear. “Michael has been acting a bit weird lately.”

“Weird how?” Ivy asked, leaning back on her chair.

“Weird as in I think he’s cheating on me.” She muttered as the girls stared, waiting for her to continue. “There’s all this jewelry being charged to our joint bank account, none of it is mine.”

Lillian uncrossed her legs and leaned forward, placing her elbows on the table as she took a deep breath. “Some days he shows up with his lips stained red and I don’t wear red lipstick, not all the time at least.” Meghan placed her hand on top of the Lillian’s, not knowing any other way to comfort her.

“Sounds like cheating to me.” Ivy muttered.

“Ivy!” The girls shouted in unison.

“What?! It’s the truth. Look Lily..” She began, staring at her sister. “There’s no doubt he’s on to something or someone. I won’t sugar coat it.”

“I know you won’t.” Lillian replied, giving her a sad smile. “Thanks, Vy.”

“There’s no need to thank me, that’s what big sisters are for.”

“You’re only eleven months older..”

“Yeah but like, what’s your point?” Ivy squinted her eyes as Lillian chuckled at the funny face she made.

“So what are you gonna do?” Ellie finally asked, breaking her silence as she stared sadly at the woman sitting across from her.

“I’m gonna call him out.” She fidgeted with her rings. “I’ll confront him about it.”

“When?” Taylor chimed in.

“Once I know the slut he’s cheating on me with.” Lillian said, grabbing her wine glass as she leaned back on the chair. “Cheers.” She raised her glass and down the last of the wine before effortlessly changing the topic away from her.

A week later

The girls sat around the table at an expensive French restaurant that Lillian had insisted on. Of course, she offered to pay for the meal. It was expensive and she didn’t want her friends to worry about the price, she wanted them to relax and enjoy it. Lillian was the last one to arrive, she seemed out of breath when she entered the restaurant. As if she had been running a marathon.

“He did it.” Lillian said, sitting down in a hurry.

“Who did what?” Ivy furrowed her brows.

“Michael… he’s definitely cheating, I just-” She shook her head and took a deep breath. “I just can’t prove it right now.”

“What happened?” Taylor asked, leaning forward on the table.

“The last three days, he has been getting home late smelling like women’s perfume and-” Lillian began but immediately stopped once the waiter arrived with her wine glass. He walked away and she gulped almost all of it before returning to the girls. “I called him yesterday. It was a bit late and I was waiting for him at home a-and in the back I- I heard a woman’s laugh… Then he just suddenly had to hang up cause he was ‘busy’.”

“Yeah, something is definitely going on.” Ivy said and sipped from her drink.

“I’m gonna tell him tonight.” Lillian said sternly, looking at her hands before looking up at the girls.

“Lily, you can’t-” Ellie started.

“Why not?!” She replied, raising her voice. “I can’t just sit back and watch him do this… I-I won’t.”

“And you don’t have to.” Meghan added.

“Then why are you guys not saying anything?” Lillian said and stood up abruptly.

“Lily, don’t go.” Ellie shook her head, beginning to stand up.

“You literally just told me that I shouldn’t tell him.” She replied with wide eyes, feeling anger course through her veins. “You want me to just sit back and watch as he cheats on me… his wife. I can’t be here if none of you support me.”

“Of course we support-” Taylor chimed in but Lillian was too angry to listen.

“I’m done, I’m going home.” Without uttering another word, Mrs Lillian Winford walked out of that restaurant, never imagining that it was the last time her friends would see her.

It was raining a lot that night. There was thunder and lighting while Lillian squinting her eyes as she pulled up to her driveway. Surprisingly, Michael’s car was there which meant that it was time to talk about it. She climbed out of the car and ran into the house, leaning drops of water all over the ground. Lillian took off her heels and slowly walked towards the kitchen to see her husband leaning against the counter, smiling down at his phone as his thumbs moved quickly over the screen.

“Who are you talking to?” Her voice made him jump in fear causing him to look up to see his wife with a serious expression. Michael chuckled nervously and placed his phone on the counter, facing down.

“No one, just the guys.” He said, walking towards her to put his hands on her waist. “They were sending some memes.”

“Oh.” Lillian whispered, staring at Michael’s lips before tracing down his shirt and up to his face again.

“How was dinner with the girls? You came back early.” He smirked, looking down at her.

“Nate called so Meghan had to leave.” She nodded, placing her hands on his chest. “I think their gardener broke something, I don’t know.”

“That’s why you should stop paying dumb lowlifes to do house work.” Michael chuckled and parted from his wife as he unbuttoned his dress shirt. “I’m gonna get a bath ready. Do you wanna join later?”

“Yeah.” Lillian nodded with a fake smile. “Let me just clean the dishes and I’ll be up when I’m done.”

“Alright, see you up there!” He shouted disappearing into the stairs.

Lillian looked down at the counter and saw Michael’s phone. She looked back towards the stairs, making sure he wasn’t coming back to get it. The bathroom door slammed shut, giving her complete certainty. She moved across the kitchen and picked up the phone, turning it over to see that it was left unlocked. Bingo.

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���One on One”

Shawn Mendes x female reader

Summary: Shawn gets the date card for the one on one with you.

a/n: I had a dream about me being the bachelorette and Shawn being one of the men hahaha it was crazy, but I decided to write some of it. As always, let your imagination fly 🪶

Warnings: fluff, maybe angst

wc: 755

“I didn't think I would have a connection with any of these men and now I have the strongest connections I’ve ever had. I don’t want to make dumb a mistake, I need to be true to myself.” you say in the confessionals.

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Back at the mansion

*Knock Knock*

“ Last date card” the guys say unitedly in anxious voices.

“I’m really nervous to open this right now” Chris says, laughing anxiously .

“Let’s do a countdown” Shawn suggested to the guys.

“1-2-3” they sing out.

The letter is ripped open, Chris takes out the card and reads it outloud “Shawn, let the surprises begin. Love, y/n.”

Shawn is surprised and eager to see you after what seems to be months without having a one on one. “I’m so excited to see y/n” he says. “I wonder what the surprises could be.”

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The moment has come to meet up with Shawn for the one on one. The black suv drops you off at this national flower garden with a beautiful clear lake. You stand under the arch made with bright red roses and wait for him to arrive. The same black suv drops off Shawn, your belly starts to turn as he jogs towards you. You start uncontrollably laughing at how cute and goofy he looks running to you. As he approaches you with open arms, you jump to his arms without a doubt. “I missed you so much” he says while hugging you tightly. If there was something you could love more about him, it would be his warm bear hugs. “I missed you too. I can’t wait to show you what I have planned for this date.” you say smiling at him.

“Can you see that in the distance?” You ask him. “Yes, but what is it?” He responds. “Let’s go see” you say. Y’all start walking holding hands, you take a step back and jump on his back. “This may or may not be a hint of what we are about to do.” you say laughing at how confused he is about all of this. “So you say.” he says.

“Horsessss” he shouts out. “You’re a clever girl” he says. “We are going horseback riding inside the lake.” you say excitingly. “I can’t wait” he says.

Shawn helps you up the horse and gets on behind you. The tour guide proceeds to guide the horse into the lake. “What’s his name?” You ask the guide. “His name is h/n.” the guide responds. “He sure does look like a h/n.” you say.

“Shawn looked so sexy on that horse and how our bodies were thrusting together because of the galloping. It was just wow ” you say in confessionals.

The guide leaves us on a wooden bridge and at the end of it there’s an arranged picnic with baskets filled with all types of flowers and lots of fairy lights in jars.

“Wow… I’ve never seen so many flowers.” you say in awe. “All of this is just perfect, being here with you…everything.” “I- I have something to tell you. Since the first time I saw that you were going to be the bachelorette I knew I had to give this a chance. In the past season you seemed so mature and put together, I knew I needed somebody like you in my life. Sooo, by saying this I’m going to confess that I’ve fallen in love with you y/n.” says Shawn with tears in his eyes.

“I never thought you would be here, especially in a show like this or even me being the reason you’re here” “it’s crazy how I’ve been crushing on you since forever and I’m honestly kind of scared that when you get a sense of reality, you won’t be feeling it anymore.” you say tearing up.

“Look y/n, I’m all in this. I won't back down not after everything we’ve been through to get to this point in our relationship.” Shawn says, reassuring you.

“Thank you for that Shawn. You are such an amazing guy.” you say smiling at him. “Now come here.” you say playfully.

He lays you down softly on the picnic blanket as he gives you soft pecks all over your face. He reaches your lips and combines them with his. Your lips are in sync with each other. He grabs your thighs tightly as he continues to kiss you.

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A blurb where Shawn and reader decides to sleep in a little longer, I just imagine him being all cute and clingy towards her 😍😍

Sleeping In

Shawn Mendes x female reader

Word Count: ~521

Warning ⚠️: fluff, maybe grammar error and maybe some punctuation errors.

A/N: More blurbs coming 🔜 ♥️

Blurb Week T&C Masterlist

You were at peace, your hand stretched out above your pillow, your fluffy pillow caressing your cheek, and you were in a deeply peaceful, much-needed sleep, with your mind shut off from the world.

Beep… Beep… Beep…

It was then that you felt your peaceful moment drifting away when the insistent beeping of your alarm clock dragged you out of your pleasant sleep.

You groan as you hear the shrill sound of your alarm, rudely waking you up. You slowly open your eyes, taking in the brightness of the bedroom before glancing at the clock displaying 07:45 AM and eventually deciding to turn it off.

You slowly sat up, the blanket pooling around your hips. You muffled a yawn, stretching your arms above your head. You were about to swing your legs off the edge of the bed when a pair of arms circling your waist tempted you back into the bed.

You let yourself get pulled down, firmly held against another body, “Don’t you dare leave this bed,” Shawn’s voice deep with sleep, “Stay with me just for a few more minutes,” He whispered into your hair.

It might as well be a crime to leave him and get out of bed. It would disrupt the quiet peace of the relaxed, warm, and relaxing morning.

Shawn, too, was about to make it abundantly clear that he didn’t want you to leave as he only tossed his leg and arm over your body, clinging to you to stop you from leaving the bed.

“I have to get ready for work,” You sighed, though you settled into his chest, burying your head at the crook of his neck.

“But I feel so comfy, and you make a good cuddler. Let’s cuddle for a few more minutes,” Shawn says, nuzzling your cheek to prove his point,“Puh-leeezeeee……don’t go yet!”

Your breath hitched when he began to pepper your neck and bare shoulders with teasing and ticklish butterfly kisses, “Pleaseeee…Y/nnnnnnnnn….”

“Shawn Peter Raul Mendes,” You giggle as you flip him over so that you are straddling him. You rolled your eyes with a slight giggle and brought your hand up to cup his jaw and stroked his cheek with your thumb, “You are so demanding,”

“But you love me so very much,” He smirked at you, pulling you closer to him, “and can’t seem to resist me, right?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You smile, leaning imperceptibly closer toward him, gazing deeply into his eyes and shoving him back against the pillows.

“I know I can be irresistible.” He chuckles, lips apart before finding yours, and for a long moment, you forget everything else; the part where you could be late for work or him needing to leave for the studio.

You melt into him, into his kiss, into his touch, into the moment with him.

It is in moments like this that make you realize there is nowhere else you would rather be, and you don’t care if you have thousands of responsibilities and obligations knocking at your door. All you want is to stay here, forever with him.

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Story code: 02042212

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Shawn Mendes x reader (female)

“Cherry red lips”

Summary: You are preparing yourself to accompany Shawn at his debut at the Oscars.

Warnings: oral sex

a/n: I guess we can say guitar players do it best. I wanted to thank you for all the support on my past work. I hope you enjoy this one as much as I enjoyed writing it. As always, let your imagination fly. 🪶 (remember to reblog if you want to see more of this work)

wc:1,360

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The Oscars are finally here, Shawn has been eager for this night to come because it’s going to be the first time you walk the red carpet together. You are scared people are gonna bash on you. Most fans don’t take it lightly when they’re favorite musicians are with a new girl. You are preparing yourself in a separate hotel room while Shawn records a get ready for the Oscars video with Vanity Fair. He has personally picked out a dress for you and left it hanging on the closet door with a note beside it. The note reads “Can’t wait to see this on you”. As you slowly open the zipper of the garment bag revealing the dress, you gasp at its beauty. You take it out and place it on the bed admiring it. It’s perfectly made for you; a black slip satin dress with the longest train you've ever witnessed. You weren’t entirely sure about how you were going to walk on those Black with Crystal Embellishment Jimmy Choo heels, they seemed to be a little too tall for you. Either way you were excited to dress up and rock the carpet.

The hotel phone rings, and it looks like Shawn is calling. “Hey babe.” he says. You loved how he called you babe. As in any new relationship, you were still on the honeymoon phase, where you blush at compliments and couldn't keep your hands off of eachother. “Hey Timbit” you reply, as you sit on the bed with your white robe. “We're in the middle of shooting, but I wanted to know if you liked the dress.” he says. You laugh a little,“Of course babe, it’s stunning.” you replied while you twirled the phone cord around your fingers. “I’ll pass by your room when I’m done... I- I love you.” he says nervously. “I love you more, Timbit.” you reply to him with the biggest smile on your face. He hangs up, and you put the phone down.

You asked Shawn to not get you any stylist because you didn’t want to be a burden, Anyways, you were pretty damn good at makeup and hair. You start gently placing your makeup on the hotel floor ,right in front of the patio door since you liked to do your makeup close to a window. You turn on your “I’m a bad bitch” playlist and proceed to put on your makeup. When you finish, you walk up to the bathroom to start on the hair, but get distracted taking selfies and mirror pictures. You send a little teaser to Shawn and proceed to do your slick back low bun with a middle part. You wanted to show off the dangling earrings and sparkly necklace.

The phone dings with the personalized ringtone you have for him. “You’re so good at makeup, but…” he texted. You look at the message thinking there is something wrong with it. ‘But what?... Does it look bad?” you reply with your heart dropping. The phone dings again. “I can’t wait to rub it all off,” he texted with smirking emojis. ‘You leave him on read’. He deserves it, you think to yourself.

The time has come to finally put on that beautiful dress. You put one leg in and the other after it. The dress brushes over your skin like butter and you put the straps over your shoulder. You walk towards the full body mirror holding the dress on your chest because it’s not zipped up yet. The satin material hugged your curves tightly and a slit was on the dress exposing your left leg. The slit came to an end at the top of your hip. This dress was definitely Shawn's doing, it accentuated every part he loved about you.

You felt like a Hollywood star with the red lipstick covering your perfectly shaped lips. Especially with the black satin gloves this dress came paired with. Unfortunately, you can’t make out with Shawn any time soon or you will ruin your makeup and stain his godly made face before the Oscars.

You tugged and struggled to get your zipper up. You sit on the bed with defeat all over your face. You didn’t want to interrupt him so you just waited for Shawn to come by so he could get the zipper. Until then you just continued watching a series on Netflix. After an hour, he gets to the door while holding your favorite flowers. He opens the door with the hotel room key. You didn't hear him come in because your airpods muffled his footsteps. It’s obviously hard to hear the steps with a floor covered in carpet. “Babe” he shouts at you as he approaches you and taps your arm. “Babe” he says once again. You jump up with a scared look on your face. “I’m sorry…I- I didn't hear you come in '' you say with a sigh of relief knowing it's him and not some weirdo. “It’s okay” he chuckles. He hands you the flowers “You look beautiful” he says to you leaning in for a kiss. “You look very dapper yourself” you say smiling looking at his eyes. He blushes and smiles. You could never resist that contagious smile he wears. You stare at him in his sharply tailored to perfection black tuxedo. He wears it with such elegance.

“How was the video?” you say to him eager to know how his day went. “It went smoothly… I think you know how nervous I get” he says as he moves to sit next to you. “Did you do the meditation exercises?” you say facing him. “Yes , I burned some sage and said some affirmations.” Shawn replies. “That’s great babe. Also, can you get my zipper?” you say as you stand up. “I love when you need my help.” he says to you while he puts his hands on your lower back. He could never resist not kissing your back. As expected, he kisses your back while he gets the zipper, he continues to give you soft pecks till he gets to your neck. You left out a soft sigh. You turn around and say “I can’t kiss you right now. I have red lipstick on”. “Fuck the red lipstick” he replies as he tries and get a kiss from you. You turn your head and he lands his soft lips on your cheeks. “No Timbit, just wait after the Oscars then you can kiss me all you want.” “I don’t want to ruin your moment… you're going to be presenting in front of prestigious people, you can’t be looking like a clown.” you say to him wanting to prove your point. “Fine, but I can kiss other lips, you know.” he says to you with a scheme written all over his face.

He opens the slit of your dress and slips two fingers on your black lace panties. He begins to rub your button making you moan out. He gets down on his knees and brings down your lacies with his mouth as he looks up at you with desire. He puts your left leg over his shoulder. You gasped and slightly bit your lip as he did so. He began to suck on your clit making you moan out. Your hand flew to his head, gently tugging his hair.

As he ate you out, his fingers began to play with your wet treasure. You whined and grabbed his shoulder, digging your nails in him. He sucked and fingered you at the same time. The pace of his tongue started syncing with his fingers. You wrapped around his finger so tightly, in a way of warning him you were about to spill. He then looked up at you and smirked. He looked so hot working up a sweat for you. “Cum for me” he says in a sexy tone. You began to tremble, throwing your head back. He gently took out his fingers with them covered in cum and his lips followed him. “Good job babe” he says to you gasping for air. You stand there dripping out, looking to where your soul left. He brings you toilet paper and cleans you out. “Time to go beauty” he says to you, handing you the black lacies back.

[itsamendesmadness]

Jacob Elordi x reader (female) part 3

Summary: Did y/n finally get that kiss?

Warnings: mature content🚩

WC: 789

a/n: i’m nervous for this one because it’s my first time writing this type of material. Also I changed my username to “itsamendesmadness”. I’ve been in the works of writing something for Shawn. As always, let your imagination fly. 🪶 (remember to reblog if you want to see more of this work)

The wind caresses your cheeks as you stare at the starry night. You begin to rethink your fear of heights, it turns out it’s not as bad as you thought or maybe it’s just that he makes you feel safe wrapped around his arms. You feel the warmth of his breath on your head as he exhales. You move your head from the peaceful soft harmonies and place it on his shoulders near his neck, trying to see if he would sneak in a kiss. “It’s so beautiful. This reminds me of the time I visited New York for the first time with my mom.” he says. You lift your head a little and say “how old were you?”. Jacob responds with a nostalgic smile on his face “eight”. You face him and respond “I would’ve been scared shitless being up there so young.” You mutter under your breath as you face out “I’m scared right now”. He cackles “sometimes you gotta appreciate beauty from a higher perspective”. You face him and respond “you can say that, you’re very tall”. You laugh unitedly and he plants his hand on your thigh. The pressure from his hand makes you want to do crazy things to him. You feel your cheeks turning hot.

The cab reaches the final stop. “Let’s go walk on the pier,” he says. He walks out first and extends his arm to help you get out. You made it safely to the earth's ground, you could kiss the floor right now. Now you can really concentrate and make most of the time you have left with him. He lets go of your hand and places it around your waist. You can feel his soft skin melting on yours. You can't even explain how good that makes you feel.

As you walk around the pier you start to become cold. “I’m gonna get my hoodie from my car”. You say to Jacob. “Where’s your car? We can go together. It’s too late for you to be walking alone.” he says persistently. “ I’m not that far. I’m right in front of The Green Cafe” you say.

“Here she is my beloved (y/c/n/n)”. You press the key once, open the back door and bend over the back seat to get your hoodie. It seemed to be stuck on something so you started pulling hard to get it out, moving your body back and forward. You could feel his piercing eyes on your ass. Jacob sees you struggling and reaches in to lend you a hand. “Let me help you” he says, almost kissing your ear. As you pull the hoodie your body collapses together. You could feel his hard member on your leg. He pulls back with the hoodie in his hand. “Here you go” he says, laughing and blushing. He puts the hoodie over your head and lifts your chin up leaning in for a kiss. You could feel butterflies talking over your body. He makes out with his warm lips as he pushes your body to the backseat. You place your hands softly on his face as he brings down his hand to your right leg. He stands close to your legs and starts opening them with his knee. You spread and scooch back a little so he can inspect you with no interruptions. He began to slide down your zipper slowly and looked up at you as he did so. He began to rub your bud, you could feel your walls clenching in pleasure. He slid two fingers and started feeling out your wet flaps. The movements started to increase feeling every muscle in your body react. You whined and groaned, throwing your head back on the head rest. Jacob looks at you with a proud smirk knowing you would surrender soon and fill his hand with cum. “Let go…Come on.” he said with his face moist with sweat. You move your hand and dig your nails on his unoccupied arm. Your legs begin to tremble and your eyes start rolling back in pleasure. With that your moans become louder and louder. His hands become completely wet with what’s seeping out of you. “Fuck, you squirted.” he said smirking proudly, as he takes his wet hand out of your pussy. Your entire face starts feeling as if it’s close to the sun and put your shaky hands covering your face feeling embarrassed. “Stop, come on.” he says as he retrieves your hands out of your red face and kisses your forehead. “ My hand is cramping up but it was totally worth it.” he says laughing just to tease you. You push him off you. “Shut up, jerk” you say, smiling at him.

[itsamendesmadness]

Jacob Elordi x reader (female) part 2

“Up in the sky”

Summary: first date kind of nervous haha

a/n: I’m so excited for where this is heading. Hope y’all like it as much as I do. As always, let your imagination fly.🪶 part 3 is up

Warning: strong language, as fluff as it can get, sex talk, grammar error(maybe)

Wc: 966

A week has passed since the not so terrible date. The sensation of his hot breath near your ear keeps lingering in your brain. You reach for your phone and think “maybe I should just text him”, but you don't want to sound desperate. It's only been a week. Now that you think about it he doesn't have your contact nor know your socials. You go to his contact “Elordi” and open the text messages. You start to type in just a simple hey, but think to yourself “fuck his not gonna remember me”. As you start to type in an explanation of who you are, the phone dings. You put your phone face down on the table and start pacing around the apartment. “Shit shit shit” you say repeatedly. You put your phone face up and peek at the message. You shake your hands nervously and answer.

*Phone conversation reads*

Y/N: hey.

Jacob: “Hey, I didn't think you would text.”

Y/N: It was just a brief pause for dramatic effect. How are you?

Jacob:” You know I could stand here and talk to you all day, but I prefer to have this conversation in person. Can I see you?”

Y/N: Okay… send me the deets.

You quickly walk up to your best friend's apartment, which happens to be next door. And hysterically start knocking at the door calling her name. Until she opens the door looking as gray as a corpse.

Kaity: “What- what is wrong with you? What happened?”

Y/N: Remember the guy from last week?

Kaity: “The jackass?”

Y/N: You set me up with that guy. I’ll never let you forget that. Anyways, it 's Elordi… Jacob Elordi.

Kaity: Shut uppp!! Yessss babeee! I love that for you!.

Y/N: You need to help me find something to wear.

Kaity: I’m kind of in the middle of something, but I’ll help you when I’m done.

Y/N: Is there somebody here with you? You bitch! Go get it Kit Kat!

A man shouts, lurking his head from the bathroom “babe come on!” as you walk out the apartment feeling proud for Kit Kat. You get to your room and start looking for something to wear. You start getting frustrated because you don’t even know where you're going and don’t want to look overdressed for whatever it is you're doing. You decide to do what you always do when you have a fashion crisis, go on pinterest. You find the perfect happy medium, a black high rise bodysuit with an open back, paired with medium rise ripped black jeans and Air Force One. Your best friend walks in the room with the after sex glow on her face. She slowly sits on the bed.

Kaity: “Okayyy , I love the outfit you have on. Especially how your skin peeks out the waist cut outs.” You look literally stunning. He’s gonna be speechless .”

Y/N: I think I’ll be speechless. Do you think I should do a low bun or low pony?

Kaity: ”Low bun for sure and chunky gold rings. That 's classy af.“

You sit next to her and start wondering what’s taking him so long. Does he not want to see you tonight? Did his phone uncharge? Is he filming today?. You check your phone and notice three unread messages from him.

*Phone messages reads*

Jacob: pinned location “California State Fair”

“ Hope you’re not scared of heights 😉”

“ Meet me at the hot dog cart at 7:30pm “

You show the messages to Kaity.

Kaity exclamates: “fuck y/n you hate heights!”

Y/N: I’m not gonna say anything. I’ll just have to get over my fear today. You say to her laughing nervously. You lock your phone and grab your bag. I’m gonna head out now, lock up when you leave.

You finally arrive at the fair just in time. You parked near as usual. You get out of the car and start walking. Your heart starts racing as you see Jacob in the distance. He looks so hot in that plain black t-shirt with the gold chained wrap around his neck like a ribbon on a new car. When you get to the hot dog cart he’s playing with his chain, moving it from side to side with his fingers. He bends down to greet you with a soft warm hug. “You look stunning,” he says, bringing his moist lips together. You turn your head looking at the rides to not seem so nervous and answer to him politely “So do you.” He sees you looking at the rides and thinks you want to get on the ferris wheel. “I got tickets for the ferris wheel,” Jacob says excitedly. You don’t want to rain on his parade so you decide to go. “Sure” as you start walking. ”He’s so tall” you think to yourself.

It’s your turn to get on, but you wait for the ride to come to a stop. Jacob lets you get in first holding your hand so you don’t fall on your face. You can tell he can feel your sweaty palms on his cold skin. Jacob turns to you as he sits down and says ‘are you nervous?’. You look him straight in the eyes and just smile nervously. “Umm.. you can get closer if that 'll help” he says. The ride starts to take off and the cab starts squealing. “Oh- that doesn't sound right” you say. He leans in on you and puts his arm around your shoulders. You slowly place your head on his chest and he places his hand on your head. Somehow you forgot the height the cab was at. It felt like his heart was singing to you with soft harmonies.

[itsamendesmadness]

Jacob Elordi x female reader

part 1

Summary: Your best friend convinces you to go on a blind date, but did things go as planned? Is this your true chance at a relationship?

WC: 1,003

Warnings: none

a/n: This is my first ever post. I’ve wanting to do this for a long time so this year I said I’m gonna just send it. Hope you enjoy. Let your imagination fly. 🪶 (part 2 just posted) (remember to reblog if you want to see more of this work)

Your best friend convinced you to go on a blind date with her colleague. You don’t like the idea of wasting energy on someone you don’t even know nor know how he looks.

Kaity: It’s gonna be fun, trust me. I would hide somewhere in the restaurant but he knows who I am.

Y/N: That’s what you said last time and let me refresh your memory in case you don't remember. It was horrible. The guy kept saying my name wrong.

Kaity: Come on, you need to get some action. You got spiderwebs down there.

Y/N: Girlll Shut up. *sighs* Fine…fine, but if this one goes wrong, you better watch your back. You say to her with a straight face.

After hysterically looking for something to wear. You finally find the perfect outfit to look hot but also like you didn’t try as much. You head early to the restaurant to find good parking near the place. You don’t want to have to wait for the valet after a terrible date. And most of all avoid that awkward pacing around knowing that you will never think about seeing each other ever again.

The moment is here, it's time for you to head in. You say to yourself “please let this be it”. You fix up your lipgloss and shake your sweaty palms on your lap to fix your satin black dress.

You walk in and see the host.

Host: “Party of one?” She says hesitant.

Y/N: No, I’m actually looking for Carl. You say annoyed. Do people not think I could be here on a date, you think to yourself.

Host: “Come with me.”

Y/N: Thank you.

You walk nervously to what it seemed to be the back of the restaurant. It’s packed with people, even some people you somewhat know.

Host: “Here you are.” “Your waiter will be with you shortly.” “Enjoy.”

Carl: “Hey Hey, how are you?” He says confidently.

Y/N: I’m good. I’m great actually and you?

Carl: ”Good good. This place is packed, right? I didn’t think it would be like this considering it’s a Thursday.”

Y/N: I know… we’re almost in the kitchen” You say bursting in laughter.

You laughed unitedly with him. From first impression you think he’s cute but don’t want to get your hopes up. It’s only the first date. The hours pass and you feel like it’s going well.

Carl: “Can I ask you something risky?”

Y/N: umm… You say doubtful. Depends on what it is. Sure.

Carl: “so… wha- what’s your body count?” He says judgingly.

Y/N: Are you kidding me? Does that even matter?

You're not asking me that right now.

Carl: “Um… to me it does matter.”

Y/N: I’m gonna leave now. You say confused.

You walk away from the most denigrating conversation feeling utterly ridiculous and walk up to the bar.

Y/n: hey… Can I have a cosmopolitan? Thank you.

Bartender: Yes, but let me see an ID first.

You hand your ID thinking this always happens to you. It seems like you don’t look like a 24 year old. The bartender hands off your ID with your cosmopolitan.

Bartender: “Enjoy.”

You browse through your phone while you slowly drink the cosmopolitan. You noticed Jacob Elordi posted a story on Instagram in the same restaurant as you. You rewatch the story and see yourself in the background sitting at the bar. You start to look around to see if you could locate him.

Y/N: fuck… there he is. You say Nervously.

You don’t want him to walk up towards you, but at the same time that’s exactly what you want. You take out your compact mirror to retouch your makeup. You decide to go to the bathroom so you could really make yourself look decent. You see him getting up from his chair right when you get close to his table.

Jacob: “Excuse me.” He says to you touching your arm. His hand feels warm on your skin. Just like hot chocolate on a cold night. You let him pass through and proceed to go to the bathroom. But first you turn your head just a little bit so you could see if he was staring at you walking off. Just as you thought, he was looking at you. He was standing right there at the bar. You decide to not go to the bathroom and walk straight towards him again. It’s too late to go back he’s staring right at you, don’t chicken out you think to yourself.

Y/N: You know models get paid for pictures, right?

Jacob: “I’m sorry. What?” His accent is peaking through his words.

Y/N: Umm… on your Instagram story… you know what, let me show you. You say nervously.

You take out your phone thinking this was a stupid way to approach him. In your head it was a way more clever pickup line. You put in your passcode and enter his instagram story. You proceed to show him your phone.

Y/N: See… I’m in the background of your story.

Jacob: “I’m sorry. I didn’t even notice, do you want me to delete it?”

Y/N: No no, I’m not complaining. Anyways, you look really happy in that picture. You smile and stare at his eyes as that sentence slips out of your lips. You're talking for what it feels like hours and hours. The restaurant employees are starting to clear out for the night.

Y/N: It looks like their closing for the night. I think I’m gonna head out now.

Jacob: ”Before you leave, Can I see that picture again?” You hand off your phone to him. He scrolls off instagram and enters the phone registry. He enters his phone number and hands it back. You start walking with him outside to get to your car. He bends towards your ear.

Jacob: “text me, okay?” He says softly with desire.

Y/N: okay… You say nervously