Before We Go (2014) Dir. Chris Evans.

*pouts because I’m not getting fucked*

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS 🙌🏼😍

Because of You | Part 6

Authors Note: so, despite missing a post last week, we’re back to weekly updates! Lots of fluff and some real protective!shawn. Also, huge thanks to @alittletoomuchshawn for helping me with some maaajor parts!

Summary: Shawn can’t seem to keep his fists to himself and one punch turns into five and what better way to be punished than for his dad to be his number one cockblocker.

Word Count: 2,407

Shawn’s never been one to get nervous. Never had the experience of sweaty palms and frantic butterflies in his stomach, or a dazed head and blushed cheeks. But all at once he’s experiencing them when her lips meet his. His mind is in a frenzy, body still as a rock and he can physically hear his heartbeat in his ears. He moves quickly, though. He cups her pretty little face in the palms of his hands and his eyes gently flutter closed. He’s losing himself in it, in her.

Her lips are sweet… plump and soft and Shawn can’t believe he’s kissing her. Lola threads her dainty fingers through his Godlike curls and gives them a generous little tug. He’s seeing stars, his lips are tingling. Lola subtly slides her warm tongue between his lips, the sudden boldness catching Shawn off guard and he pants slightly into her mouth. She tastes like cherries with a hint of peppermint and Shawn finds himself completely mesmerised by it.

Shawn’s hand sneaks its way to the back of her neck, slim fingers twirling her auburn locks and tugging ever so gently, but it only makes her more eager. She’s shifting to the very edge of the bed, fingernails scratching at the nape of his neck and he lets out a soft groan against her lips.

Lola pulls away, panting with what Shawn can only guess to be a dizzy smile and she purses her lips to bite back a soft laugh. “I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have done that, I’m sorry.” She giggles through her embarrassment and Shawn can feel the heat that rises to her cheeks.

He clears his throat, his forehead resting on hers and he nibbles on his bottom lip, savouring the taste of her that’s varnished him. “No, it’s… it’s okay.” He tries to assure her, though there’s a thick silence that sits on them as they continue to lean into each other. Shawn doesn’t know what the fuck he’s doing. This isn’t like him, he doesn’t do this kind of shit. But it’s her, it’s Lola and Shawn doesn’t want to pull away. He doesn’t want to feel the coldness of her body not being close enough.

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real talk chris evans just pisses me off so much bc he’s an actual “get a man who can do both” meme like hear me out on one hand he’s a frat boy dressing dude who works the fuck out at the gym, buys 6 packs of beer to go along with his six pack on his body, invents games like “frozen blackjack” and is really good at throwing parties apparently BUT ON THE OTHER HAND he’s a gigantic disney nerd?? a huge romantic sap and a Take Home Guy™?? he talks to his mom about everything and makes everyone feel welcome all the time?? very tolerant and polite?? adopts DOGS and names them after characters in his favorite movies?? loves kids and wants to get married ASAP?? honestly what the. fuck

my four moods

AMERICA’S ASS

this is so real.

Goodness, I love this. So much 😍

Since We’re Alone | 4

a/n: 5k of getting to know each other.

Phoebe flopped down on her hotel bed with little enthusiasm, paying no mind to LA’s glistening skyline flickering up at her. She knew the team meant business by putting her up in a room just as expensive as Shawn’s, but she was too busy to gawk at the city because her mind was flooded with opinions and guilt and excitement regarding The Meeting. 

They’d Ubered to some corporate building in West Hollywood. The traffic was bad. Phoebe wore a pencil skirt. 

She remembered Shawn’s uneasy expression when the mock-up contract was slid across the table, Andrew’s face lighting up like that of a kid’s in a candy shop. 

Phoebe’s suspicious nature pushed her to read the fine print. 

Shawn’s A&R guy tapped his foot on the marble tile in annoyance while she inspected every word, but Shawn’s gaze was fixed on her chin as a proud smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth. 

She was no match for the industry. 

He kind of liked it. 

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So weird cos I was discussing songs from back in the 00’s with my colleague the other day and he said “whatever happened to Akon?” so of course I spent the next 20 mins showing him all the amazing stuff Akon has done in Africa.

And now he pops up on Twitter, tweeting one of my faves.

These weird coincidences keep happening to me!

Akon is busy building so many things in Africa and found time to tweet Shawn! Omg why do I wanna SCREAM?! This is fucking amazing!