#shawn x jack

[shawn-meets-world]

[charlieconwayy]

[anewkindofme]

It was 3am when the last reply came in and I was too tired to answer but-

Jack and Shawn relationship is not talked about enough- BMW din’t do a good job with their relationship and It bothers me so much.

They never tried making their relationship actually work. Shawn always sees Jack as his “half brother”, when Rachel came in Jack and Eric literally kicked him out (they played it off as a joke but his literally seventeen and din’t have a dorm yet?-), Shawn said once that all his family is dead with Jack literally in the room, and theres so many other instances.

Ignoring that- the one thing I constantly think about it the fact that Chet (What is it with all my favorite sibling characters having daddy issues-) literally left Shawn to live with Jack and then disappeared. Shawn is seventeen living with his estranged older brother (who is either 19 or 20), sure they have Eric as well but still. The show had a great opportunity to make their relationship work solely on that plot, a younger brother needing guidance and his older brother trying his best to help. It din’t have to be “brother raising brother” kind of thing, just making their relationship work.

I constantly wish that their relationship was actually good and there is so little episodes that have their relationship be mostly normal. There’s barley any fics out there for them but when I do find one I put my grubby little hands on it and don’t let go because getting a fic is like throwing food to a starving person

I have a big problem with Shawn constantly going on these "I'm alone, I have no one!", when he had an entire network of people around him. Not just Jack (though he's important too!) but the Matthews, Topanga and Angela were all there for him, consistently. They always rallied around him. I tear up every time I watch the scene where Alan and Amy offer to adopt him.

I'm not saying he's not within his rights to have trauma about his parents abandoning him, but it was just poorly written. Like they constantly wanted Shawn to be this perpetual orphan when the writing didn't add up.

I understand he and Jack were new to one another, but it was such an underused plotline. I think, again, it's to prop up the message they tried to spew about Shawn being alone in the world. When the truth is, he hasn't been for a really long time. Shawn had Mr. Hunter to fall back on when Chet dipped the first time, then he had Jack.

I wish they would've called Shawn out on this more. Allowed him to develop that relationship with Jack, even if it wasn't in a typical brotherly way.

[dreammmakers]

just gonna leave these here if you don’t mind

[rowdyslove]

𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔. | jack hughes

jack has not moved a single inch of his body for an entire hour straight, and neither have you. the only difference here was that you were peacefully asleep on his chest while he tried his best to not wake you from your soft slumber.

he could have sworn it had just started with him explaining the events of his previous game that took place earlier that night. the complete details of his explanation he couldn’t quite recall exactly, but jack did remember so vividly how you would nod and hum in approval to show that you were still intently listening to the conversing. you were as comfortable as one could be as you slid into his bed. you immediately scooted yourself closer towards his side, where you threw one leg over his and wrapped a loose arm around his torso.

jack wasn’t surprised with your actions. you two have been dating now for way too long for his heart to thump and race at every little move you made, much unlike the ways it used to be when he was still pursuing you with every amount of affection he could think of.

but there was always something about the way you and him have gotten so used to things being like this—this kind of closeness, this kind of intimacy, this kind of comfort where you could wrap your arms around him at any given time.

and he would just accept it all with a smile and lean himself against you comfortably, instead of feeling stuck in place and hesitant to the idea of your bodies being this close.

he enjoyed it though. the fact that the two of you have reached this strong point in your relationship. the thought never failed to make his chest swell up with utter pride and adoration.

he hadn’t even realised that you fell asleep until you had stopped responding to him. and then it was just silence. it was a kind of steady silence in the room that felt all too familiar, mixing itself with the turning of the ceiling fan and the occasional loud snores heard from his brothers just across the hall.

and even though he could tell that you were asleep from the slow nudging of your cheek up against his shoulder and the gentle rise and fall of your chest pressed up close against his side, he still glanced down at you from time to time anyways to make sure. it was simply just another excuse to steal looks of you as well. he could hear your faint breaths, coming in and out as his chest heaved along; the more he focused on you, the more his breathing started to match up with yours, like he was dependant on your breathing to help his own. and your body felt as light as a feather over his, warm and subtle within his protective hold. he could tell you were safe, and he felt safe having you with him in this moment.

looking at the space around him in his room to the lovely curves of your figure—it was all something that jack could recognise as home to him.

what had initially started as a fond feeling slowly turned into one of exhaustion as the clock ticked with time. an hour passed slowly with him scrolling mindlessly through his phone, his other hand draped over your back to keep you close. but god, was his body ever starting to feel sore from not moving an inch for this long.

he glanced down at you once again after finally mustering up the courage to give your body a light shove, all in hopes to gently wake you up from your slumber. but he suddenly paused, his eyes rounding in soft lust at the sight of your small pouty lips that had unknowingly displayed themselves to him.

your head had readjusted itself from pressing against his chest to facing more upwards, in a way that jack could see a perfect view of your facial features for as long as he looked down at you. it caught him slightly off-guard. he was not expecting to see your lips so up-close like this, faintly agape but just enough for him to feel your warm breath fan over his skin.

and then it felt like he was relearning this kind of closeness all over again. he felt hypersensitive as his mind was once again introduced to the close proximity of your bodies, but seeing it in a more alluring way than before. your leg moving closer towards his lower abdomen, your hips stuck to his own, your chest pressed deeper into his chest, and your lips now brushing past the sharp skin of his jaw whenever you stirred.

jack could feel the shape of your body, just faintly, but it was enough to be the death of him. he wanted more than just the faint feel of you. he wanted all of your touch.

your eyes groggily began to open when you felt the sensation of lips softly grazing across your lips. it was clear to you that it was jack claiming the spot of your lips with his, so you were quick to shut your eyes again and respond to his slow movements. unlike the rough ways he acted when he was on the ice during a game, with you he was always very careful, and that was a trait of his that you always adored. his hand gingerly threaded its way through your hair and brushing back the strands by your ear, his body shifting to pin your back to the mattress causing your hands to raise and grip his arms for support.

the kiss was sweet and sensual; you could trace every part of his plump lips with your own, completely mesmerized by the way he pushed himself so perfectly against your frame. air built its way into your lungs as you steadily huffed through your nose, feeling as if jack was stealing all of your oxygen little by little both through your mouth and through the way his hands skillfully slid across your sensitive skin.

a whisper of a whine left your lips when he gently wedged his knee between your legs, your grip on his arms tightening. and your actions just riled him up in even more ways than one, a smirk slowly creeping its way onto his face. in response to your soft noises, jack decided to make a change in position, pulling away to sit himself up against the headboard of the bed. the air from your lungs was quickly pulled away again as he grabbed you by your hips and swiftly pulled you onto his lap with such little effort. bringing his hands up, they didn’t once leave your body as he trailed them up your sides until they met your soft cheeks, and he was quick to pull you back into him.

you held your breath, your hands flying up to his wrists and you weakly held onto him. any strength or willpower you had in you, left your entire body the second jack’s pillow soft lips pressed themselves upon yours in a harsh, bruising kiss. your lips worked together in rough harmony, sighs and whimpers leaving you all in one when jack caught your bottom lip between his lip before pulling away.

his hands slowly left your cheeks, the only warmth you felt being the heat that radiated off of his body. you looked at him with such admiration as he touched you with such gentleness, how soft he was with you despite the feverish kiss you two had just shared.

when his hand dropped down to fiddle with the hem of his oversized t-shirt that covered your frame, you furthered the space between your face and his. you could see much more clearly now, and although jack still held a tight lipped smirk across his face, his eyes were lightly hooded with a kind of tender shyness.

“care to tell why you woke me up?” you asked with a grin, letting your arms wrap over his shoulders and your fingers card through the long tufts of hair on the back of his neck. your cheeks definitely had a deep red blush spread across them, but you doubted that jack could see it through the dim lighting that engulfed the room.

“i just felt like kissing you,” he replied honestly, bringing his hand up to remove some strands of your hair away from your face and tucked them behind your ears, his gaze still weighing strong and heavy on you. his voice was low and raspy, tiredness starting to become evident in him.

jack’s lips would always be the death of you. like a poison that you would keep choosing over and over, you would always let him drown you in them whenever he wanted to without ever having to ask.

“you know, you were sleeping on me for a whole hour,” he exclaimed. “i could barely move, my body started getting sore.”

“it’s looks like you’re moving just fine now.” you hummed.

jack licked over his lower lip, his hands now moving up so his fingers could find the soft skin of your stomach under his shirt. “i can still move pretty well.” he uttered out in a seductive tone of voice.

a light knocking rummaged within your ribcage at his lustful words. you couldn’t help but grin, the corners of your lips turning up as his suggestive idea popped into your mind. jack already had his hands on your hips, keeping you still on his lap. you brought your torso forward, getting closer to him than before while also nudging your hips closer to rest on his lower abdomen. you could feel him so vividly underneath you and his breath hitched.

“you’re such a tease j,” you whispered, your eyes hooded and gazing right into his, lips tauntingly brushing past his igniting the burning heat between you both even more.

“i can change that.” he mumbled, licking his lower lip briefly afterwards.

jack slipped his hand further up underneath the fabric of your shirt, touching every bit of your torso. his fingertips grazed and burned your flesh with every touch, sending shivers running all down your spine. a breathy chuckle left his lips as he felt your back straighten up in a small arch, the husk in his voice pushing your sanity over the edge to nothing. he was looking into your eyes so deeply, but the intensity of his gaze could have been felt from a mile away.

“is this okay love?” he asked in a hushed voice, his palms grabbing a firm hold onto your waist.

you brought your lips to his for one kiss, then another, until jack finally leaned himself forward to take in the moment. your hands rested on the bare base of his neck, gliding between his jaw and his shoulders. your mind focused itself on the sweet desparastion that was evident through his kiss, paired along with the familiar possessiveness he always held for you.

when you pulled away from him, he could see your eyes sparkle with a slight bit of submission for him, and when he furrowed his brows in question to you one more time, you gave him a quick nod and a gentle smile.

in that moment, jack knew that every night he could spend with you like this, he would never want to waste a single minute of it. everything about this moment felt right, falling more and more in love with you by the second.

yet, the one thing he could ever wish for in life, was that if this lifetime with you was all just a dream, he would never want to wake up.

[telly0uwhat]

s5 core

[fleursfairies]

cory matthews is the straightest gayest straight man ive ever seen

[queermeetsthe90s]

Shawn: Why don’t you go talk to him? He’s literally your roommate.

Eric, sarcastically: Oh. Yeah, sure.

Shawn: What? So you go tell him that he’s cute and you’re madly in love with him, what’s the worst that could happen?

Eric: He could hear me.

[singsadshantiesformyships]

I realized my ships have a trend...

The bratty sunshine invading the grumpy sarcastic stern one's space while they are working.

[readingrynbow]

what is it about matthews brothers falling for hunters? someone needs to study this phenomenon

not complaining abt it tho

[bufffamouspeeps]

Chyna with DX

[shawn-meets-world]

[boymeetsworldyippee]

Jack, looking at the picture of Eric in Cory’s wallet: I’m not gay but DAMN

Cory: Well you don’t have to be gay to appreciate a good looking man

Jack: Nah I’d fuck him

Cory: Oh, okay, shit

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

You know what's so funny is that I remembered parts of the scene because it was really me and Matt. I think this was the first time we worked together because we shot this episode first for the season. But my memory is in front of, is in the backyard in front of Feeney's Garden basically. And it's because we would've done the run through and all the rehearsals on our stage course. Of course. Yeah. There. So that was where we were pretending we're outside of course. And then we only went, went to the actual set on, you know, for shooting elsewhere on the sta on the, the lot for actually shooting. And we also had to reverse sides once we got to the stage. Like so in my mind, like it's completely reversed and we're in the backyard. So it was so weird to have that experience of like having never watched the show and to be like, oh my memory is, you know, the, the eight times that I did it during rehearsal. So I have that memory. The actual shooting day was actually, you know, only an hour of my life. So I don't remember that as as clearly. -Rider 

[lying-on-floors]

What if I tell you that Angela Moore is a lesbian and she dated "Shawn" bc "Shawn" is actually Veronica and she comes out to her and it all makes sense and they're a beautiful lesbian couple? What, then? Huh?

THEY MOVE TO NEW YORK AND "SHAWN" STARTS HER TRANSITION AND ANGELA IS SO PROUD OF HER GIRLFRIEND AND THEY HAVE QUEER FRIENDS AND THEN VERONICA INTRODUCES JACK AND ERIC TO THE QUEER SCENE IN NEW YORK AND CORY AND TOPANGA GO AND ARE SO SUPPORTIVE AND EVEN FINDING EXPLORING THEIR QUEERNESS AND THEY'RE ALL GAY AND HAPPY AND OMFG I LOVE THEM SM I LOVE LESBAINS!!!! I LOVE QUEERS!!! AAAAAAAAA!