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softiecaro · 3 years

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I am really wanting one where you go on vacation with Connor and you just have a amazing time and ahhhh

ROAD TRIP

Anon, I don't know if this was really what you had in mind, but I hope you like it 😢

Summary: You go on vacation with your group of friends (Connor, Alessia, Brian, Shawn, Sam and Camila). None of your friends know about your crush on Connor B, except Alessia, who is your childhood friend and also your neighbor.

Warnings: English is not my native language so I apologize if there are mistakes.

A/N: Sorry, I'm a fan of friends to lovers stories, I hope you are too.

"Ok, we'll pick up your boyfriend and Sam first." Alessia exclaims, glancing at me as she drives.

"He is not my boyfriend". I join in my seat.

"But you wish." I just ignore her. "If you don't make a move, then I'll do it myself."

As soon as we reach our first destination, Alessia honks the truck's horn countless times until the two boys leave.

Connor wears tight black pants with a black sweatshirt. On his head he wears a moss green cap that highlights his light blue eyes. Does it come in slow motion or is it just my imagination? I try to look away, but it's not until they are three feet apart that I force myself to do so.

He smiles at us and I feel my heart in my throat. Calm down Y / N, I say to myself.

"Hey" Both boys say hello at the same time.

Now we went to look for the others, and on the way I just hummed the songs from the radio "Hey guys, good morning." I hear my favorite boy as soon as we reach our second destination. Camila, Brian and Shawn get on. Unconsciously I glance at the rear view mirror finding Connor's calm face smiling at our friends. Apparently he felt my gaze so the blue-eyed man looks at the rearview mirror and smiles at me, I quickly look away and bite my lip nervously.

We are now heading to the supermarket in search of food for our trip.

"Ok guys, this will be quick. We will break up into groups. Camila, Shawn and Connor to the drinks." The trio grabs a cart and goes away, quickly disappearing from view. "Brian and Sam go get the treats, very important, indispensable."

When the three of them walk away, Less begins to walk and I keep up with her without saying a word. After wandering through various corridors and pulling out a few things, she speaks.

"That's it baby, come on." She announces and then we walk to the cash registees. It only takes a couple of minutes for the others to come to our side so that we could pay for everything.

We finish paying and I take one of the bags.

"Hey, I'll take it." I jerk my head around and look at Connor, who takes the bag from my hands, causing the two to touch and causing an electric current.

"Don't worry, I can do it alone." I whisper embarrassed.

"Anyway". He tells me back.

When we arrive, we quickly put things in the trunk and then I feel like a hand is placed on my back pushing me into the truck.

"Get up quickly, get up." Brian is the one who pushes me roughly, making me sit in the last row of seats, Connor follows me.

"There is no need to be such a brusque buddie." He exclaims, scowling but at the same time amused.

"I'm sorry." Brian apologizes in a tone of voice much higher than he normally speaks, while giving us a smile from ear to ear.

Sam, Brian and Alessia are sitting in the middle row of seats. The last one passed the keys to Shawn to be the pilot and Camila at her side as co-pilot.

For the first few minutes of the trip, Mila tunes the radio very low.

Beside me, I feel like the blue-eyed man takes something out of her pocket. I glance sideways to my right and watch as he puts his phone on his lap and then tries to untangle a pair of headphones. I turn my head and seeing his frustrated face, it's impossible not to let out a small laugh.

"What?" He ask with a sideways smile without showing teeth. "You are laughing at me?"

I quickly shake my head turning my gaze forward.

"Hey, Y / N" I turn my gaze to him, who offers me one of the headphones. I stare at the object for a few seconds, hesitating, but finally I receive it and put it to my ear.

"Thank you." I mumble and then the melodious voice of Elvis Presley to the song Can't falling in love reaches my ears.

I glance sideways at Connor, who closes his eyes while shaking his head gently, enjoying the song. I panic when I see his head come up to me until it rests on my shoulder.

His closeness makes me nervous and unconsciously I begin to move my legs restlessly, causing our knees to rub. He opens his eyes, wondering with his eyes if something was wrong and I answer him by shaking my head as gently as possible.

He puts his head back on my shoulder and I feel like my eyes are closing until I fall asleep. Then, what seems like 20 minutes later, the background music from the truck makes my eyes pop open.

"I hope you know I'm for the takin '. You know this cookie is for the baking. Kitty, kitty, baby give that thing some rest." They all sing along to Rihana's Wild Thoughts.

"Guys, I need to go to the bathroom" Alessia's voice interrupts the "little" karaoke that had been put together. "Urgent"

"Ok Less, we'll stop at the next gas station." Shawn tells him kindly, how it is so typical of him.

✨

A/N: I know, this is very short. I want to turn it into a miniseries. What would you think? By the way, sorry for my English :( again.

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xeunoais · 3 years

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Connor Brashier MS

(A/N): ! = author’s favorites

- left with a broken heart !

- rumor

- better half

- four years !

- quarantined lovers (request)

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connordavidscamera · 3 years

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Spotify Playlist

And They Were Roommates

- Connor, Shawn, Brian, and y/n are moving into their place together

A Jealous Household

- Shawn and Brian want to throw a party, but it causes problems for Connor and y/n

Stressful Day Trip

- After the housewarming party, y/n is tasked with getting her idiot best friends to another party

It Never Came Up

Who knew that one not secret would lead to this?

First Halloween

- It’s the first Halloween you celebrate as one household... and a maybe couple?

Date Night

- It’s Connor and Y/n’s first date.

Tell Your Friends

- The roommates finally find out

Movie Nights and New Songs

- Connor and y/n now do couple-y things, even with other people in the room

#connor brashier #connor brashier x y/n #connor brashier x reader #connor brashier fanfiction #connor brashier imagine #connor brashier imagines #connordavidscamera masterlist

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2000sbitch · 3 years

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𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬

+ 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘌𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘴

+ 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘸𝘯 𝘔𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘴

+ 𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘳

+ 𝘔𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘉. 𝘑𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘯

𝐓𝐯/𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬

+ 𝘖𝘯 𝘔𝘺 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬

+ 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘈𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯

+ 𝘗𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘳

- - - -

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mendesbhraanth · 3 years

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MASTERLIST

Shawn Mendes

Requests

TRUTH OR DARE! ~ Reader x Shawn where they are secretly married and the secret relationship gets exposed when they play a truth or dare game with friends. (fluff and maybe a bit angst?)

Hurt ~ when you hear Shawn talk badly about you so you distance yourself.

Heart Shaped Eyes - you finish having sex and he’s just in utter disbelief of how good it was he’s saying stuff like “ nothing in life should be that good” “ there’s no way you’re real” or “ you blow my mind more every time”.

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bubbashawn · 4 years

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Honey

author: Here’s my first completed request!! Also this is day 7 or 8 of me posting in a row so I’m patting myself on the back. Hope y’all like it and yes it mentions the “pr” stunt w/ Camila so don’t attack me

synopsis: You overhear something you should’ve known all along. But why does Shawn care? He’s the one who threw 5 years away. Throw in a New Year’s Eve Party and everything is bound to go haywire.

warning: requested by anon. Forgive me I swore lol but really it falls in my brand so 2k of angst to fluff :)

“Baby, I love you.”

“Yeah well maybe you should’ve thought about that before Miami!”

“It’s all a PR stunt, Y/N. I don’t get it! Why is this such a big deal to you? That all means shit to me! You know that!”

“Because you didn’t tell me, Shawn,” your eyes started watering but you ignored them, “because I had to explain to my family why your tongue was down some other girls throat and I didn’t know how to because you didn’t tell me!”

Shawn knew a fake relationship would go haywire, he knew that he wouldn’t be able to love you right if he was pretending to love some other girl. Shawn knew what would happen and yet here he was. Standing, begging, in front of you to stay with him because he didn’t think he could ever lose you.

“Honey, you know I love you.”

“Saying I love you isn’t going to fucking fix anything!”

It was true. He loved you so much that he didn’t consider that you’d end things, not when you were so in love with each other. His stupid ego was causing havoc while you cried in his kitchen with your key resting on his counter.

You loved him too much. This hurt too much.

You had that key since he first bought his condo, he remembered the two of you moving him out of his family home. You also used to have a key for there. The two of you had met back in Pickering before Handwritten, before Vine even and your relationship had guided the two of you through your rising fame. You were the one constant in his life, his love for you the only thing keeping him grounded through it all.

“I’m done. I won’t be made a fool and the paparazzi probably will be here soon, so I’m just going to leave.”

“Y/N…”

“Bye Shawn, have a nice life.”

You felt arms shift around your waist and your eyes snapped open. It was just a dream. Except it wasn’t because it wasn’t Shawn’s arms wrapped around you or his cologne covered pillow your head rested on. It was your boyfriend’s.

Not Shawn’s.

Collin must have noticed you shift in his bed because his crystal eyes were staring down at you. He had the sharpest blue eyes you had ever seen, a stark contrast to the familiar hazel.

Collin Bradford had been perfect.

He was what any girl like you could dream of. He wasn’t famous which was foremost the best because you didn’t have to deal with a rivalry about who’s better. He understood your strange hours and never complained about the red carpets or photographers. He was happy to let you take the spotlight. ENews was obsessed with him, not that you blamed them, Collin was by far the most attractive man you had been with since Shawn.

Collin Bradford had been perfect, until he wasn’t.

Once he got comfortable in the relationship he started letting all the new attention get to his head. He became flirty and arrogant. He was the golden boy of Hollywood and he always claimed to love you, so you let him stay in your life. When the cheating scandal happened you let him back in. And the 2 after that. Funny how you let him make you seem like a fool when you’d broken Shawn’s heart for the same reason.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, sorry. What time is it?”

“Almost 6. Do you need to get up?”

“Mmm,” you hummed in agreement, “I’ve got that interview with Spanish Vogue in three hours.”

Carol, your stylist, would kill you if you weren’t sitting in front of her within the next hour. You rose to your feet ignoring the ache that Shawn always massaged out of your back.

“Want an espresso?”

“No, don’t bother,” you smiled back at him, “let at least one of you enjoy a morning in bed.”

“Want to get me one?”

“Sure thing.”

“You’re the best Baby,” his face was hidden in his phone before you could say another word. That was his way of saying he’s done with this conversation.

You walked out of the bedroom and hurried to make your boyfriend his drink before scurrying back to place it by his head. He didn’t acknowledge you.

“We have Hailey Bieber’s New Year’s Eve Party tonight. You still want to come?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll be there.”

You were out the door by 6:10, accustomed to the tight schedule. It was two and a half hours when you noticed a 6’2” frame with curly hair towering over you. You didn’t dare look up until you saw his swallow tattoo emitting an unwanted gasp from your throat. Carol looked at you weirdly but your eyes were trained on pointed Chelsea boots that were hesitantly shuffling towards your seated figure.

“Y/N,” he sounded the same, honey smooth like the rest of him, “Y/N?”

Your gaze lifted from the ground where he stood, up his body and past the undone buttons of his shirt until you stopped on the hazel eyes from your distant memories.

“Hey.”

“Wow, Hi,” he was staring, “it’s been what, 2 years?”

“Just about. 2 years at the end of next month.”

Shawn didn’t pay attention to the nervous quake in your voice and if he did he didn’t make any moves to soothe your mind. He just remained mere feet away and looking down at you.

You hated that you could see the love behind his irises. He had put you through so much even after you left. Shawn hadn’t broken up with Camila for another 8 months after yours. That’s why you didn’t run back to him.

“Wha-what’re you doing here?”

“Oh, um I have an interview about my new work.”

“I heard about that. Congratulations by the way.”

“Thanks.”

He was still staring and watched you shift off the chair to stand before him. Shawn wasn’t paying mind to how close you two actually were until the air between you was mixing. You took his breath away, literally.

“Are you still with that asshole, Charles?”

“Charles? You mean Collin?”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Then yes, yes I am.”

“Why? Didn’t he cheat on you?”

“Keeping tabs on me?”

He was growing frustrated with your stubbornness.

“Believe it or not, I still love you, Y/N. And I hate seeing you get hurt, especially by some guy who doesn’t deserve you!”

“And who deserves me? You? Shawn, the whole reason I was in this relationship to start was to get you out of my head,” your eyes were tearing up just like that night years ago, “because believe it or not, you hurt me first.”

Carol, bless her soul, gave an apologetic smile towards Shawn for interrupting your conversation and began walking you towards your interview.

“Honey, you okay?”

You nodded your head trying to piece your mind together before some poor interviewer talked to you.

“It was hard not to listen in,” she smiled softly, “but if you want my thoughts, I think he was telling the truth.”

You looked into her eyes searching for answers that you already knew.

“He loves you, Y/N, and I think you love him too.”

With one final look to make sure her observations got through to you, Carol opened the door and guided you towards your manager.

The interview went fine and before you know it, it was over. You spaced out one too many times, you were sure, but it was over and done with. A photo shoot followed so you would have a cover image on Spanish Vogue and before you knew it the sun was setting.

After a long day filled with too many people and the run-in with Shawn, the last thing on your mind was New Years. You had honestly forgotten about it until you got a slew of texts all talking about the plans for the evening. Everyone was going to show up around 10 and the night would progress from there.

You, however, wouldn’t leave the Vogue building until 11:20.

“Your dress is in the car so you’ll have to change in the back which is why I made sure the car would have a partition. And Collin can help you, okay?”

Collin would not be helping if you had a say in anything.

“Thank you, Carol, enjoy the holiday!”

“You too.”

You slipped into the Bentley waiting by the glass doors ignoring the flashes of cameras. And quickly pulled your dress from the door before turning to your boyfriend expectantly.

“Go up to the passenger seat.”

“It’s not like I haven’t seen you strip before,” he chuckled, eyeing the silky minidress in your hand, “is that even a full dress? Like I’m actually going to let you walk out of here in that.”

“Go to the fucking front and you haven’t had a worthy opinion about anything in the last 8 months because you cheated on me so get out.”

He glared at you but didn’t have any excuse. What could he say to you? Sorry? Collin hopped out ignoring the questions and the shouts about his scandals and sat in the front next to your driver. He glowered even more, if that’s possible, when the divider screen went up.

The party was in full blast by the time you had arrived. With only ten minutes until midnight everyone was bustling to reach their lover or any stranger with a decent pair of lips. Everyone was drunk, and if not absolutely hammered then tipsy. Not one person was standing without leaning on something for support.

“Collin, I’m ge-”

Your boyfriend who was minutes ago standing behind you was now leaning against the kitchen counter between some pretty girl’s thighs. His lips sipping from her solo cup before latching on her neck. Shocker.

Shawn was surely the only person aware of his surroundings and though no one else paid mind to you slipping into the party looking absolutely gorgeous except him. No one noticed the asshole behind you sneaking off to fuck some model. No one noticed your unsurprised yet hurt expression.

No one noticed except him.

He’d be lying to say he hadn’t been watching the front door since he arrived, looking for your familiar face. He was elated when you walked through the door because despite the fact that every time you two spoke it resulted in a fight, he still missed you. Had Shawn been a man with any common sense he would’ve shut down the whole pr relationship concept before it even became a possibility. But he hadn’t and then he lost the most important person in his life.

He made his way through the crowd offering friendly greetings to the drunk party goers before he was standing feet away from you again.

This time however your eyes didn’t shy away like they had earlier that day. No, they watched his gaze flicker across your entire being drinking you in.

“Hi,” your voice was breathless.

“Hey,” his hands found your waist.

“Are you drunk?”

“No,” he smiled before repeating your question back at you, already knowing the answer.

“Are you drunk?”

“No.”

“Good.”

Shawn’s lips were pressed against your own and he tasted the same as when he was 16. It was like his eyes, pure honey, just so undeniably sweet. You wondered how you didn’t wander back to him like an addict during your 2 years of deprivation.

“Happy New Years, Baby.”

His mouth latched to yours again not wanting to pull apart longer than he had to.

“We still,” you whimpered when your lips separated again as he looked down at you, “we still have to talk about this. About us.”

“As long as there is an us, I’ll talk to you forever. And you have to break things off with that asshole.”

“Mmhmm,” you hummed against his lips.

“You’re my honey. You’re my sweet, sweet honey.”

“You sure you aren’t drunk?”

“Not drunk,” he couldn’t help but smile against your lips, “just happy. Really fucking happy.”

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honestlyimstilllivinginthe90s · 4 years

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MASTERLIST!

🌟 Angst ❤️Fluff (H.C) Headcannons

TOM HOLLAND

Sleepover with the Hollands ❤️

I Love You 🌟

Protective Older Brother (H.C)

I'll be there ❤

HARRISON OSTERFIELD

Impossible (Acotar AU)❤️🌟

HARRY HOLLAND

Enemies To Lovers (H.C)

SAM HOLLAND

Baking Apple Pie Blurb ❤

Baking with Sammy (H.C)

Vanilla Ice Cream ❤

HOLLAND FAMILY

Being a Holland Sibling (H.C)

Quarantine with the Hollands (H.C)

Cuddling with the Boys (H.C)

CONNOR BRASHIER

The Girl With The Long Blonde Hair ❤️🌟

JJ MAYBANK

Only Love Hurts Like This 🌟 ❤️

Infinite ❤️

Impatient

RAFE CAMERON

I Say I Hate You To Show How Much I Care ❤️

Best Friend’s Brother ❤️

POPE HEYWARD

Cuddle Bunny ❤️

DREW STARKEY

Don’t Let Me Down 🌟 ❤️

Golden (Soulmate AU) ❤️🌟

#tom holland #tom holland imagine #harrison osterfield #harrison osterfield imagine #harry holland #harry holland imagine #holland family #connor brashier #connor brashier imagine #masterlist #jj maybank #jj imagine

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brianc521 · 5 years

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Shawn Mendes

Peter Mendes

Raul Masterlist

Connor Brashier

Brian Craigen

#new link page #new masterlist for the masterlist #time to revamp the blog #shawn mendes #shawnmendes #connor brashier #connorbrashier

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fanficshawn · 4 years

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FANFICTION CONCEPTS // MASTERLIST

SHAWN MENDES

RAUL MENDES

PETER MENDES

CONNOR BRASHIER

#masterlist #fic ideas #fanfiction #shawn mendes imagine #shawn mendes fanfiction #shawn mendes au #connor brashier #fanfiction concept #fanficshawn #concepts and bulletpoints #concepts

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brashierc · 5 years

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Waitin ~ You’re his girl ~

Perfection ~ He’s feeling insecure ~

Bad Day ~ He makes your day better ~

FAIY ~ Shawn calls you out in the middle of a show ~

NBLD ~ You’re his National Book Lover ~

Fate ~ It’s like it was just meant to be ~

Period ~ Brian’s an asshole ~

Yum ~ He’s got you feeling some sort of way ~

Check the Crib ~ Dad!Con taking care of his family ~

Surprise ~ Husband!Con just being in love with his wife ~

Let’s Do It ~ One wedding leads to another....in Vegas? ~

Close Friends ~ Instagram Memories (written with @connordavidscamera)

#masterlist #fluff #connor brashier #connor brashier imagine

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softiecaro · 3 years

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Can you do one where you are meeting his family and you are really nervous but they end up absolutely loving you?

MEETING CONNOR'S FAMILY

Summary: You and Connor are going to visit his family so you are very nervous. Your boyfriend promises you that everything will be fine and that they will love you.

Warnings: English is not my native language so I apologize if there are mistakes.

✨ Hey anon, sorry this is too short :( but I hope you like it anyway.

We are on our way to Connor's town to meet his family, there is an hour until the plane lands and I squeeze the blond's hand.

"I think I'm regretting it." I say as I settle into my seat.

"What do you mean?" He asks me turning in my direction. "I think you're cutting off the blood flow to my hand, by the way."

"I'm sorry." I say immediately releasing the grip a bit and taking it to my mouth to give it a kiss. "I'm just so nervous. What if they don't like me?"

He lets out a soft laugh and now he takes my hand to his mouth and kisses it.

"Why wouldn't they like you? You are fantastic." He whispers looking me straight in the eye. I blush and start to shake my head.

"For you."

"For me." I remove my hand from his grasp and put it on my lap. "Oh, come on."

"Don't blame me for being nervous." I whisper. I feel him move in his seat and bring his face to my neck leaving a line of kisses.

"I promise you don't have to worry, they will love you completely, just like I do."

...

"There is my baby!" "A woman's voice catches our attention.

"That's Mom." Connor takes his suitcase with one hand and me with the other, while I do the same, he guides me through the crowd. " Mom"

"Oh my sweet boy." Connor lets go of my hand and approaches his mother, hugging her tightly.

I stay behind him, what am I supposed to do now?

"Hey, you must be Y/N." A man that I assumed is Connor's father, comes up to me and hugs me. "I'm very pleased to meet you, we were very excited for both of you to arrive."

"Mr. Brashier, I'm very pleased too." Just a second after he moved away from me, other arms immediately envelop me.

"Honey, we finally meet each other"

"Mom, let her breathe."

"Sorry." She apologizes while separating. "Hi, I'm Elaine, Connor's mother as you may have already noticed. This is my husband Craig, who you actually said hello already. How was your trip?"

"Pretty good, actually."

"He was sleeping most of the flight, so ..." I say and they laugh.

"Yes, he usually sleeps on all trips, no matter how short it is." His mother comments.

"Let me carry that." Mr. Brashier takes my suitcase and begins to guide us to the parking lot.

...

"Dylan, we're home now." the woman yells to the second floor.

"What a nice house." I say whispering to myself, but she manages to hear me.

"Thank you very much sweetheart, make yourself at home." She smiled shyly at him. "Come, I'll show you the kitchen. Can you take the bags upstairs, sweetheart?" I thank Connor's father while he's upstairs with my things. Then I follow Mrs. Brashier into the kitchen giving one last look at Connor, who carries her own things.

"So this is the kitchen, feel free to have whatever you want. Are you hungry?"

"The truth is, yes, I'm a little hungry."

"I'd cooked a lasagna for lunch and there was leftover. Do you want some? Or do you want me to cook something else for you?"

"Lasagna sounds fantastic." Just a few minutes later, Connor arrives in the kitchen and we begin eating as we chat with the three of us.

"Did you say hello to Dylan? I think he was taking a bath when we arrived." Asks his mother.

“Hey you.” Just a second later, a boy comes down the stairs and heads toward my boyfriend.

"Hey you." He repeats it. When he reaches her side, they both give each other a strong and rough hug. "This is my girlfriend Y / N."

"Oh, so you really have a girlfriend. Hello, nice to meet you." He says giving me a short hug. "Oh, and this is Bobby." A little cat that was behind Dylan jumps onto my legs and starts purring. "I think he likes you."

"Even my cat liked you. " Connor says, wrapping his arm around my waist. "I told you they would love you."

🖤

REQUEST ARE OPEN

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xeunoais · 3 years

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XEUNOAIS MASTERLIST

(A/N): i just figured it was time for my stuff to get a makeover! and regarding my series that is in the process right now, i hopefully will be posting more smaller things in the whole process too!

Shawn Mendes

Connor Brashier

Chris Evans

#xeunoaismasterlist #masterlist #chris evans masterlist #shawn mendes masterlist #connor brashier masterlist #fluffs #blurbs #series #fics #fanfiction #au

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wondershawns · 5 years

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Connor Brashier Masterlist

Small Touches

There For You, part two

Cute Photographer (requested)

Photoshoot (requested)

Sucker Punch (requested)

Proud of You (requested)

Remember I love you (requested)

Take care (requested)

Little Bit of Home (requested)

Collision, part two, part three, part four (UCLA au) (requested)

Out of line (doctor au)

Care for you

Relax

Confession

That One Night

Love and wifi connection (blurb)

You made these muffins for me? (blurb)

#connor brashier #masterlist #writing

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connordavidscamera · 4 years

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ANGST BLURBS

COLLEGE!AU CONcepts FLUFF MISC.

POEMS(not Connor Related) SERIES SMUT

#connor brashier #connor brashier x reader #connor brashier x y/n #connor brashier imagines #connor brashier imagine #connor brashier fanfiction #connor brashier blurb #connordavidscamera masterlist

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queenmendes · 6 years

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queenmendes masterlist

updated: april 14th

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Shawn Mendes

new life chapter pt. 1 pt. 2 pt. 2.5 pt. 3 pt. 4 (being rewritten so read at your own risk )

night in

things are changing [love triangle] | masterpost

cloud nine

favorite hoodie **

the end of an era and the start of a new one

hands [family]

successful pt 2

Triplet!Mendes

Raul

your soft boy

your alpha [werewolf au]

Peter

jackpot **

sunrise

Connor Brashier

kids in love

drunk cutie **

things are changing [love triangle] | masterpost

adore you

cozy day

#masterlist #Shawn Mendes Imagine #connor brashier imagine #shawn mendes #connor brashier #triplet!mendes

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mendesblurb · 2 years

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and because i can’t decide which song is my favorite can you also do one with piece of you!!

Piece of you

Shawn Mendes x female reader

Word Count: ~687

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

A/N: Thinking about making a longer version of jealous Shawn. But what do you guys think?

Blurb Week T&C Masterlist

A party is happening right now as the team wants to celebrate Brian’s birthday.

You choke back a laugh at the sight of a random girl trying to grind against Shawn, who stands still and solemn like one of those Queen’s Guards with those up-high furry hats. You catch his eye and lift an eyebrow as he sends you a suffering look. Well, if he’d rather dance with you, then he has no other choice but to come and ask for what he truly wants.

You were too busy or cooped up to realize that Connor had come beside you, “Hey, Y/n, dance with me?”

“Gladly.”

As you and Connor reach the dance floor, you turn around, your back to his front, reaching around to cup the back of his neck as he takes you by your waist. You grind against him while casting your gaze over the crowd for Shawn.

And oh, is he easy to find.

His eyes meet yours, even from across the room. There was something about your look tonight that made him lose his words. The black dress adorned your body, hugging your figure perfectly. The glossy black high heels and, to top it all off, lips painted in red, the undertones not too warm nor too cool. It was the perfect tone of red that complimented your skin.

He wanted to be the one close to you. He wants your body pressed up against his.

Jealousy, the green-eyed monster, was rather obvious, appearing in his eyes. He doesn’t even notice the girl flopping like a fish against him.

As the beat of the music picked up in pace, you turned and wrapped your arms around Connor’s neck, swaying your hips as he continued to take hold of your waist and press you closer, “You’re a great dancer, Brashier.”

“Oh, please, give yourself credit too. In fact, I- -.”

Just then, you feel a hand on your shoulder; your noses pick up the smell of such familiar cologne and feel his warmth radiating against your back as he steps right up against you.

“Excuse me, but I’ll be cutting in here.” Shawn declares solidly, shooting a glare at the two of you.

“I’m just going to.. go.”

You turn around and smile wickedly at Shawn, who watches through narrowed eyes as your former dance partner races away, “Aw, is someone jealous?”

His eyes flash to yours, and the fire in them knocks you breathless, “I think I’ve had enough of this party, haven’t you?” His voice is low, yet somehow you hear it clearly despite the loud music occupying the area.

Without waiting for your response, he takes your arm and steers you out of the party. You tried to wave him off, trying to escape his grasp in one quick motion, but he only tightens his grip quite tightly.

“Ow, that hurts.” You yelp; your wrist is twinging with pain at his tight grasp, but he doesn’t seem to care, “Let me go, Mendes.“

He finally stops when you reach outside the party venue, “You shouldn’t dance with him.”

“What?!” You said steam is probably radiating off of you, “Who are you to tell me what I can or cannot do?”

“Just don’t ever dance with him again, okay?!”

“Last time I checked, I am not yours,” You point a finger in his chest and stand close to his face, feeling your frustration and hurt building up, “I am not yours, so don’t you dare tell me what to do.”

“Yet, ”He grabs your hand, preventing you from walking away, “You are not yet.”

“Wh- -.”

He cups your face in his hands and kisses you forcefully, with abandon. Heat floods through you, and you melt. Your tongue matches each stroke of his, tasting the alcohol, the feistiness in his warmth. Your hand reaches up, running through his hair, and your head swims with the intensity of it all.

After a short while, he pulls away from you slowly, a small smile on his lips, “What do you say we get out of here?”

“Lead the way, Mendes.”

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