#I had a fish named after c!tommy but he passed away like two or three days ago...

[vineyl]

It seems almost embarrassing that C!Tommy's birthday is the same day as America's birthday...

Also i think it's Barbara's birthday from genshin. Lotta people to celebrate lmao

[xaeyrnofnbe]

(be warned. this is just a whole lot of me dumping my c!benchtrio headcanons onto a page)

thinkin about a dream smp au where c!benchtrio have finally had enough so they say screw it and run away together (with michael and shroud) to go settle down in a valley somewhere where nobody will ever find them again (aside from maybe phil’s crows. i like to imagine there’s at least a couple crows following each person at all times, just cause of how many there are).

i know it’s not a new idea whatsoever, but it’s popped into my mind again and it’s going places. they’d have a little group of buildings, farms, maybe some cute cobblestone walls that don’t get any taller than your waist, a dock for fishing and just for hanging out, plenty of benches…

their designs would change a bit, too. less formal wear, less “combat casual”, more practical and comfortable clothes. probably stuff with lots of pockets.

maybe they wouldn’t be alone in their little valley. maybe some travelers or other runaways would stumble upon their cottages and cobblestone towers, and maybe they’d join in on the shenanigans that would surely be commonplace. the three would probably get into more trouble than they did previously, and now with no authority or controlling figures to punish them for having fun and being kids, there’s no telling what kind of adventures they’d have.

and of course they would come up with a silly little name for their home, accompanied by a flag. i don’t think any of them would really be in charge, though. if anyone were to be in charge, i think the three would just all be president. it’s funnier that way.

they’d all be so dramatic. no more life-or-death stakes anymore, but just as many passionate speeches and quarrels and moments of togetherness. they’ve declared war on each other who knows how many times but all it really is is being petty friends. it’s all lighthearted, it’s all in jest, it’s all just fun to pass the time.

oooh and it would be a fantastic situation to play around with what kind of hobbies they would have. personally, i like to imagine that tubbos a hardcore tinkerer, and constantly comes up with new gadgets and tools, and even little robots sometimes. plus, after being in so many explosions, his right arm could only take so much damage before he needed a mechanical replacement.

i’m a big fan of the popular headcanon that tommy likes to sew and do other handcrafts, so that would definitely be a thing. he’d also probably rescue a lot of animals. he’s got his own little area where he keeps them all (there’s a lot of them). he also probably likes to test out tubbos more potentially dangerous gadgets.

and then ranboo probably does a lot of farming and mining (tubbos more of a builder, tommy’s more of a “runs around and wreaks havoc”-er) he helps provide for the others. his character was always a little hard to grasp so it’s difficult to imagine what he’d do in his spare time, but probably a lot of similar things to his friends. perhaps he’s into fashion and helps tommy make clothes (tommy’s great at the making part but can’t come up with a good design to save his life)

and the kids!! they’re best friends. personality wise, i imagine michaels pretty rambunctious. taking after his uncle tommy. he’s probably a bit of a leader, too, and takes after tubbo in the way that he also likes to tinker. shrouds more quiet and reserved, but really creative and likes to learn all sorts of skills. the two are a package deal and a menace to anyone who turns their back for too long. oh and if it wasn’t clear already, i’m imagining the two as being at least partially humanoid.

idk i’m just. it’s a shame how much they’ve all been through, (hell, two of them have died) and i think it’s good fun to imagine what could have been.

[everythingshawnmendes]

A Heart’s Memory (Teacher!Shawn Mendes x Reader)

A/N: I read something like this in a Harry Styles fic, I really don’t remember from where though. If you are the writer and want this removed, with all due respect contact me, I am in no way shape or form trying to plagiarize.

Summary: Shawn is an elementary school teacher and has a son with his wife who unfortunately died during childbirth. Y/N has a daughter the age of his son and they go to school together. Little does she know her kid’s teacher is her first love from school.

5k+ words

tag @xmanorianx @shawnsassymendes

Inspired from this: 

“Can you ever stop loving someone?

You never stop loving. Once you love someone, honestly, truly, you will never be able to un-love them. At that time your old love will not feel so strong, but it is a heart, and it will never let you forget something that ever made you happy.”

Shawn sat back and admired his newly decorated classroom. It was August 30th, the day before school would start again. He taught the 2nd grade, the grade his son Thomas was in.

Teaching elementary school made Shawn so incredibly happy. He loved kids, and what he loved even more than them was his role of leading them through the beginning of their lives and making sure each one of his students was happy. Childhood was really a crucial part to anybody’s happiness and life, and he wanted to make sure every child felt like home in his classroom. He decorated the room with plants, planning on assigning one to each student so they can water it and let it grow. In the corner, he put blankets and bean bags for naptime, because the lucky 7-year-olds he taught were granted a nap time twice a week after lunch. He also purchased new games, books and coloring sheets for downtime. He also hoped to get a pet fish or hamster, so they can look after it together, but he would have to check out the dynamic of the group before that. One year, his class and he had a goldfish and it was truly a part of their class; another year, they had a betta fish and the students completely neglected it and Shawn had to be the one feeding it everyday.

He also put posters across the walls, bright colorful ones to mask the dull white that surrounded the room. He checked out his class list. He was very happy, since from a special request, most of his students from 1st grade that he taught last year will have been moved to his class so they can do 2 years together. He wasn’t one to choose favourites but there was this girl that was best friends with his son Thomas, that he absolutely adored. Witty, comical and yet very understanding, Rose was for sure one of his most prized students.

He checked the cabinets to make sure there were cookies and cups. The first day of school always ended with a teacher-parent meeting. He was never really nervous for those, since he knew that he was a good teacher, and everybody else seemed to think so too.

Shawn closed his classroom door, waved goodbye to his colleagues and went to the school yard where he left Thomas. The end of summer breeze was certainly there, but he was warm enough in his thin button up shirt. 

“Hey buddy, we’re leaving!” He ran up to his son, who was sliding down a slide that was Shawn’s height.

“Daddy I don’t wanna go! Rose is here.”

“Oh hey, Rose, didn’t see ya there!” Shawn waved at the smiling girl behind his son.

“Hi Mr. Mendes! Is Tommy gonna be in our class this year?” She asked, two (your hair color) French braids falling down on her shoulders.

“No unfortunately. Rules say it wouldn’t be fair if a kid had their parent as a teacher.” Shawn made an exaggerated pouty sad face.

“No!”

“It’s okay Rose, we will see each other at recess. And lunch. And second recess.” Thomas said affirmatively.

The two slid down the slide to join Shawn on the pebbled ground.

“Wait a minute.” Shawn frowned. “Rose, how’d you get here?”

“I Apparated, duh.” She said, making Shawn chuckle. The saying sounded vaguely familiar, but he just brushed it off, assuming he just watched Harry Potter too many times. “My babysitter drove me.” She pointed at a car in the parking lot, in which sat a woman on the phone.

“My bad. So will I be seeing your parents tomorrow?” He asked her.

“Hmm… I think my mommy will come!”

“Alright cool! I’ve never met her actually.”

“She’s the best. I’m cooler of course, but shh don’t tell her I said that.” She smiled even wide, her smile making Shawn melt.

The three walked to the parking lot, Shawn racing them to the fence and letting them win, feigning being out of breath.

“Beat ya!” Tommy shouted as he watched his dad stagger up to him, clutching his chest.

“Yes, you did! My man.” Shawn exclaimed, picking his son up and twirling him in the air.

They both waved goodbye to Rose and got on the road. They didn’t live very far, only a couple minutes away. It was a neighbourhood school after all, none of the students living over twenty minutes away.

On the way home, Thomas told Shawn a story about a game he played, but Shawn zoned out a bit.

He thought about what Rose said about her mother saying, which lead him to think about Thomas’ mom.

He got married to her and had Thomas, but unfortunately, she passed away from a mishap during her C-section. They were both so young. He pushed the thoughts away from his mind. It was very hard to get over at first, but he had quite a distraction since Thomas was still to be taken care of. They were quite happy, Shawn remembered. But she was gone, and it had been way too long, and the memory of her became very foggy. He wished Thomas could grow up with a mother, because even though he gave his son everything, all of his love, a child deserves a mother’s too.

“And then BOOM! Thomas the train crashed into the station!”

Shawn snapped out of his trail of thoughts and grinned at his son through the mirror.

“You’re kidding!” Shawn exclaimed.

“Nope.” Thomas said, before looking out the window, the TV episode clearly replaying in his head.

Shawn shook his head, smiling and pulled up to the driveway.

“Alright buddy, what do you want for dinner?” He ruffled his son’s head as they took off their shoes in the entrance, Shawn picking up a bunch of toys left astray.

Thomas pondered a while, as if this decision was as important as choosing a wife.

“Lasagna!”

“I think we can make that happen. Wanna help me?”

“Okay!”

+

Y/N turned her key in the doorknob and opened the door.

“Mommy!” Rose came running down the stairs to hug her mother.

“Rosie, hi darling.” Y/N kneeled down to hug her daughter tightly.

Y/N was a full-time single mother and worked her ass off everyday. She was a private optometrist, having her own clinic. Her hours usually extended from 9-6, which is still pretty late as Rose finishes school at 3. Y/N was a terrific mother, and Rose was the center of her world. She knew when to be soft, when to be harsh, what to teach and how to teach it. The only thing was she worked, to give Rose and her the most comfortable life possible.

Y/N got pregnant with Rose the last year of optometry school by her then-boyfriend. He left them and ever since then, Y/N had been on her own. She was definitely not as strong as she made her look, but Rose was her drive in life. Ever since then, she had worked so that she could be where she was today.

She lived in a comfortable home, not too big since they were only two, plus their cat. Rose had a babysitter from 3-5, as Y/N could almost never make it to pick Rose up when school ended.

When Rose was even younger, and Y/N’s clinic had only started and she had to work longer hours, Y/N would often bring Rose to her work. Now though, they had a much nicer schedule. Y/N’s clinic was popular enough for her to hire another optometrist to work the evening.

“Hi Sam, thanks so much.” Y/N hugged the babysitter goodbye. “So, what were you up to today?” She said, taking off her blazer and going to pull out a dinner out the fridge that she had prepped during the weekend.

“Can you come to the parent-teacher conference tomorrow after school? I wanna you to meet my teacher.”

“Wait, are you gonna have your last year’s, the one you absolutely adore?”

“Yeah! Mr. Mendes!”

“Hmm. Okay love, I’ll try.”

+

Shawn dressed up a tiny tad fancy for the first school day. It was elementary school after all, the dress code was very very flexible, but he wanted to make a good impression on the parents. He had a weird feeling in his stomach as if someone he knew was going to be there and he wanted to look his best, but he shook it of as nerves. He opted for a cool printed blue shirt and added a jacket on top. 

His day had been amazing, his students rushed in when the eight ’o’clock bell rang. They took their seats, and they played games, then designed their own name cards to stick on their desks. Shawn had lunch in the teacher’s lounge and chatted with the school secretary Amanda, a cute blonde he went out with once. The afternoon, he taught his students how to play chess and discussed on the subject of getting a pet, which was warmly welcomed.

“Can we get a dog?” A boy asked.

“How are we gonna keep a dog in a school?” Rose giggled. “We need an animal that won’t run around everywhere and won’t mind being in a cage at night when we’re not here!”

Shawn nodded.

“Wait, but don’t be sad Ollie.” Rose whispered to the boy who suggested the dog idea. “The dog was a really good idea. I actually really want one too, but my mommy doesn’t wanna.”

The day ended, and Shawn and the kids cleaned the class for the parents. The ones whose parents couldn’t come went home, and those who stayed colored on the paper cups their parents would drink coffee from later.

Thomas came from the other class to join his dad. He was sitting with Rose who was fast at work, decorating her cup with flowers. Her mom loved flowers.

A couple parents started walking in, greeting Shawn and then sat by their children. When only one or two chairs were empty, Shawn decided to start. He opened his mouth to greet the socializing parents but was interrupted by a woman’s voice by the door.

“Hi, is this- hey Rose!” Y/N said, spotting her daughter.

Shawn turned around and his insides came to a halt.

By the door stood a woman who looked no different than any other woman, that yet stood out to Shawn as if she was the only one he has ever seen. With soft (your hair color) hair that lay delicately on her shoulders, she had a smile that Shawn had seen too many times. Y/N, his first love from university. Her voice had not changed one bit, still honey-like smooth, and bird-song like melodic. She laughed when Rose ran up to her, and Shawn’s heart felt a pang. He hadn’t heard that laugh in over a decade, and yet the sound of it entering his eardrums again brought everything back and triggered a series of memories. Shawn ogled her. God, she was beautiful. She wore simple high-waisted work pants matched with black heels. Shawn smiled weakly, remembering something she once told him about loving loose pants, because it felt like she wasn’t wearing any. He was surprised to see her in heels though, because in university she absolutely swore off them. Well, things must’ve changed since they last saw each other, Shawn thought. Yes, things have changed. But the fluttering sensation his heart used to make around her did not fade away.

Y/N stood back up, placed a strand of her hair back and scanned the room for the teacher she had heard so much of. Her gaze laid on Shawn and she swallowed. Her university best friend turned lover looked ethereal to her right now. He looked exactly the same, and completely different. He was a man now, no longer a student boy; and yet all of his features were familiar. The brown of his eyes, the soft brown curl of hair that always fell in front of his eyes.

Shawn swore at himself internally. Of course, Y/N was Rose’s mother. Rose was the reincarnation of her, and all her mannerisms, her quirks. They had the same hair color, the same eyebrow shape, the same sense of humor, the same curiosity. He wanted to kick himself for not having realized the uncanny similarities. He gathered everything he had in him and approached her.

“Hi.” Y/N said, looking up at him. She chuckled. “Sorry I’m late, I wish I could just Apparate haha. I should’ve known it was you Rose was talking about when she spoke of a certain Mr. Mendes who loved to play guitar and had a mini Canada flag in his pencil holder.”

“And I should’ve known you were Rose’s mom. She’s just like you, it’s unreal.” Shawn said. He couldn’t help but glance down at her lips, and see they remained just as blossom-like, pink as they once were.

“Well, I’ll go take a seat. Maybe we can catch up after?” Y/N said hopefully.

“Of course.”

Y/N walked to Rose’s desk and sat down on her tiny chair, pulling her daughter onto her lap happily.

Shawn cleared his throat, suddenly way more nervous about this than he was twenty minutes ago. He proceeded to welcome everyone warmly, and talked about himself a bit, then his plan for the year, as well as some fun field trips he would like to take the kids on if the school decides to fund them.

In brief, Shawn thought the parents had taken a good liking to him. As they left one by one, he was greeted by handshakes and smiles. He saw Y/N in the corner of his eye looking around the classroom carefully. He knew she wanted to hang back and talk to him, and he was happy she did.

Thomas and Rose were in his little game corner, already cracking open the brand-new Monopoly game Shawn bought yesterday.

“I love what you did to the classroom.” Y/N turned around to Shawn, as he leaned back on a desk.

“Thanks, it’s really nothing. Just thought it’d be more pleasant to learn in a colorful class, you know?”

Y/N smiled at him, eyeing him. Finally, she said:

“I just can’t believe we bumped into each other like this again. How long has it been?” She asked almost breathlessly, as if amazed by the lapse of time that has passed.

“At least 8 years.” Shawn answered back incredulously. Y/N took a seat on the desk beside him, crossing her ankles.

“Damn.”

“So what have you been up to? How’d you have Rose?” There were so many questions Shawn had. They had gone from being inseparable to complete strangers, and a part of him wanted to make up that time. A part of him remembered her way too clearly now.

“Well. Since university, I’ve gone to optometry school. Got pregnant with Rose during my last year. When I graduated, her dad left us, so I worked my ass off to try to get my name out in the market. Worked for a couple clinics, before opening my own. And now I’m here!”

“I’m sorry about Rose’s father. Do you still have contact with him?” Shawn asked subtly.

“No, um we haven’t spoken since he left.” Y/N looked down, before looking back up at him. “And you? Thomas is a great kid.”

“Haha thank you. Um I’m widowed actually.”

“Oh shit, I’m so sorry.” Y/N put a hand on his arm.

“No no, it’s okay. It was a long time ago, I’m over it. But she was cool, you would’ve liked her.”

“Man, we’ve just got the best luck huh?” Y/N chuckled lightly, nudging his elbow playfully.

Shawn laughed with her, reddening slightly at the contact.

Y/N watched their two kids play.

“Rose loves Thomas, you know. Every day she’ll come home with some story about some shenanigan she pulled with him. He takes after you.”

“Thank you. And Rose is an absolute delight to teach.” “Really?” “Yeah.” “That’s great.”

They sat there for a while, just looking at each other and talking about nothing.

Everything had changed and yet, their conversation felt as if they had never lost contact with each other.

“Well, look at the time. I better get going, don’t want Rose to go to bed late and be sleepy for her second day of school!” Y/N stood up.

For a second, Shawn debated whether he should hug her goodbye or not. Who was he kidding, he couldn’t, they were good as strangers now. And that hurt him to think that.

“’Course. And don’t you worry about that, there’s a scheduled naptime for the kids tomorrow after lunch.” He smiled.

Y/N rolled her eyes.

“So lucky! I could’ve done with some scheduled naps when we were at school.”

Shawn chuckled. A vague image of Y/N laying on top of him, in nothing but underwear and a flannel, fast asleep, flashed across his mind.

“Rosie! We gotta get going hun.”

“I’m- I’m not even ti-i-ired.” She yawned. Y/N kissed her cheek laughing.

“Sure, you aren’t. Bye Thomas! It was really nice seeing you again, Shawn.” She waved.

“As for me. Oh! Will you come to the end of summer barbecue? I’m grilling.”

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world. I’ll look out for it in the school newsletter?”

Shawn would’ve given her his number, but nodded.

“Rose’s mommy is pretty.” Thomas said, once the two girls were out of earshot.

Shawn laughed.

“She is.”

+

The rest of the week passed very quickly. Although Y/N and Shawn didn’t see each other, they were all they thought about.

Y/N sat at her desk, fiddling with her glasses. Why did she feel all jittery at the thought of Shawn? Her mind wandered about, thinking of how nice he looked. He was always cute, when they were in university he was already very good-looking. But now? Oh my fucking lord. He was a man. Y/N shook her head and shrugged her shoulders, feeling herself get all warm.

She stood up, checked the clock and walked over to her next patient.

“Hi, how are you?” She smiled cheerily to the squinty-eyed old man in clear need of glasses.

Shawn sat at his own desk, eyes skimming over some exam sheets. The kids were currently playing (2nd grade was definitely a tough year) and he decided to take this time to try to sort out which examinations would be appropriate to give his students in the near future.

His eyes stayed unfocused on the text before him though. Instead, images of Y/N flowed through his mind. Man, he hadn’t seen her in years. She was beautiful when they were together in university, but now. God. She still had that youth glow and shine to her, but everything seemed to have matured, grown sharper. She was a woman now. He smiled to himself. He was really proud of her.

“What if, Shawn, what if I don’t make it?”

Shawn looked down at her, who was laying on his lap. He continued running his fingers through her hair, but turned the TV down.

“What do you mean, not make it?”

“You know. What if I fail at like, life? What if I don’t finish this degree, and then like become a secretary?

“Listen. You are the brightest person I know, Y/N. Seriously. You’re so fucking smart, sometimes I just look at you and go «What the fuck?»”

Y/N smiled, and Shawn’s hand stroked her cheek.

“Thanks.” Y/N kissed his hand.

Boy, have they come a long way. Shawn went pink, thinking about what happened after that little conversation they had. How Y/N trailed kisses a little further up his arm, then to his neck; Shawn shifted in his seat and focused on what was in front of him.

“Mr. Mendes, can I go to the bathroom?”

+

Friday rolled around the corner in a flash and before he knew it, he was out in the school yard holding a ladder still while Amanda attached big helium balloons onto the huge banner that said, “Welcome back to school”. He watched Rose and Thomas fast at work in the sandbox, constructing what weirdly looked like a temple.

“Enjoying the view?” Amanda teased.

Shawn looked back at her.

“Wha-oh um. Haha.” He frowned to himself.

“So, why didn’t you call me this week?” She said, hopping off the ladder.

“Oh um.” Shawn scratched the back of his neck. “Thomas, was sick.”

“Oh no!” She looked over his shoulder to see Thomas running full speed toward them.

“Yeha, he made um a fast recovery.” Shawn reddened. He turned around. “Hey buddy!”

“Hi daddy. I’m hungry, when are we eating?”

“Uuum.” Shawn checked his watch. It was 4:30. “Can you wait another half hour?”

Thomas nodded. Rose appeared at his side.

“Hi Mr. Mendes!”

“Hi Rose! Your mom thinking about swinging by?”

“Yeah I think so!”

And with that, the two kids ran off to help themselves to lemonade at the drink table that Amanda had unnoticeably went to go help out at. Shawn cleared his throat and took the ladder back to the storage room.

What the hell was Y/N doing to him? He didn’t expect them to get back together anything, so why was he getting so nervous and excited each time the prospect of seeing her came about? He glanced at himself in the mirror. Somewhere deep down wanted Y/N to look at him though. He wanted to catch her staring, so he can see her cute blush. And with that, he unbuttoned a button on his grey shirt. 

+

Y/N threw her purse over her shoulder and fumbled in it for her keys.

“Bye Gina!” She waved at her assistant, who lowered her glasses.

“You’re out early.”

Y/N leaned over the counter, smiling.

“Gotta go to my daughter’s school barbecue thing.”

“Ooh nice! You’re going to get tipsy on the free sangria for the parents, huh?”

“Maybe.” Y/N drummed her fingers on the desktop happily before walking out into the parking lot and hopping into her car.

Getting into her house, she ran up the stairs to her closet. Picking out an outfit she hadn’t worn since she became a mother, she looked at herself in the mirror.

Then sighed. What in the world was she doing? She was wearing a body suit with cut outs at her waist and shorts that Katy Perry sang about in “California Girls”.

“I’m way too fucking old for this.” She muttered to herself, taking off the ridiculous outfit.

Why was she so preoccupied about how she looked? She never gave a shit about her appearance. Hell, most of her life was spent in sweatpants, although that still attracted men’s attention..

It was Shawn. The back of her mind wanted to look good for him, wanted to see his gaze linger a little bit on her..

She checked her phone, 4:30. Slipping a simple black maxi dress on, she made her way to the school. 

Man, she felt like a teenager again.

+

It was a very pleasant evening. The air was warm, and a calm breeze carried it to wrap it around everyone’s shoulders like a cozy blanket. The sky was still sunny, but everyone knew that soon the sun would be setting much sooner. It was a quarter past five, and Shawn stood at the grills along with the gym teacher and were working on burger patties, hotdogs, corn and vegetable skewers (Shawn knew those would be untouched, but maybe he could bribe the children to eat them with dessert.)

Y/N had arrived fifteen minutes before they got the grills started and chatted merrily with Shawn. It only took them those few minutes to warm up and shake the formalities away. If anyone saw them now, they would indeed believe that they were once best friends in university. Not lovers though, because the two tried their best to keep their eyes to themselves.

But it was so hard to. Shawn forgot how good Y/N looked in dresses. And the one she was wearing highlighted every part of her, but flowed in the wind so she looked effortlessly beautiful. It was always like that with her. She never really had to try and Shawn would find her mesmerising.

And Y/N couldn’t really stop the pinkening of her cheeks. They laughed, teased each other slightly (friendly banter you know, nothing more), occasionally bumped shoulders.

Now, Adam the gym teacher had gone to chat with the other adults and Y/N stood beside Shawn, cooking her half of the grill.

“You know I hate the stereotype that only men can barbecue. Like, do you know what bomb-ass chefs women are?” Y/N said, flipping nimbly the corn on the cob to leave pretty, checkered black but not burnt sear marks.

“So are we not going to address that lonely sausage on the ground you dropped?” Shawn rose his eyebrow at her, clicking his tongs.

“I was distracted! Too busy fake-laughing at your terrible dad joke.”

“Suure. That laugh was genuine.”

Y/N eyed the drinks table, which did not go unnoticed by Shawn.

“Wondering if there’s some spiked punch over there for the parents and teachers?”

“Ooh, you read my mind, Mendes.”

“See you’re still a booze fanatic.”

“Hey, alcohol is a mom’s best friend. In moderation of course.”

As if on cue, Rose and Thomas came up to them with their ketchup smeared paper plates.

Y/N looked at the two children. Shawn watched her expression, one of pure adoration. He remembered once being on the receiving end of that look.

“What’s up guys?” Y/N chirped.

“Can we have dessert?” Rose beamed.

“Did you have a bit of veggies?” Y/N raised her eyebrows.

Rose looked up at the sky, shuffling her feet.

“Yes.” Thomas said.

“Gimme your plates, both of you, ya naughty kids.” Y/N teased, putting a vegetable skewer on each of their plates.

To Shawn’s surprise, Thomas ate it along with Rose. Normally, he had to hide it in dishes like smoothies or blend it into homemade pasta dough, so that his son would get his daily dose of vegetables.

Then, the two ran off to help themselves to sweets at another table.

“Well, I think all the kids have eaten. We can probably start now.” Shawn said, waving at the parents.

“Mhmm, I’ve been eyeing everything since the start of this thing.” Y/N said, helping herself to a hotdog and corn. “Ketchup?” She said, holding up the bottle.

“Oh yeah, thank you.” Shawn said, holding his plate to her so she can apply ketchup on his burger.

Y/N slipped the lid open, a bit of the condiment slipping onto her finger, then added a nice layer of it onto Shawn’s food. Closing the lid with her middle unstained finger, she set it down and sucked her index clean.

Shawn felt warm once again, vague memories of what her mouth can do crossing his mind.

They loaded their plates and went to take a seat at a picnic table where sat the principal, the secretary Amanda and a couple other parents.

They sat beside each other, chatting casually with the others. Their elbows touched lightly every so often, whether it was when they were using their knives and forks, or when Y/N would move her arm to tuck her hair behind her ear, or when they both rested their elbows on the table to listen to the conversation and Y/N’s right would coincidentally touch Shawn’s left.

“Ooh, I completely forgot about the drinks table. Want anything?” Y/N said gently, getting up.

“Yes please, thanks!” Shawn watched her walk away.

He was about to half-shout to her that he wanted a margarita, but seeing her pick up the jug with limes, he trusted that she knew his favourite summer drink.

“So, Shawn I never got that phone call back from you.” Amanda leaned closer to him.

“Oh, I’m so sorry! When are you free, we can go to dinner.” Damn Shawn and his polite Canadian self. But once again, he didn’t know why he was closing himself off to her. She was perfectly okay, nice, pretty.

“I’m free tomorrow night.” She said.

“Cool, I’ll pick you up at 8.” Shawn smiled, his jaw slightly uncomfortable at the not-so-genuine smile he gave. He told himself he was being stupid though, and that whatever tiny, miniscule feeling he had with Y/N was just surprise of having found each other again.

Y/N came back, setting a cup beside his plate.

“Welcome.”

“Thanks.” Shawn chuckled, clinking his cup to hers in cheers before they both downed the contents.

“So, Y/N. It’s so nice seeing you here, you’re like never around school.” Amanda said.

“Oh well, I have a lot of patients, but I try my best.” Y/N answered politely.

“What is you do again?” Amanda said, voice bright.

“I’m an optometrist.” Y/N responded. “And you?”

“I really like your dress, seems expensive.” Amanda complimented, disregarding Y/N’s question back to her.

Y/N laughed. “No no, I got this at Walmart actually. It was on sale, they actually have cool stuff.” She answered.

Amanda didn’t completely hide her distaste. Shawn breathed out, looking around for a way to end this weird one-way passive-aggressive exchange. Lucky for him, and Y/N, Rose came up to her mom, hugging her.

Y/N gladly pulled her up on her lap, and wrapped her arms around her little middle.

“Hi Rosie.” She said, bouncing her slightly on her thigh.

“Rose here, is a model student.” The principal turned around from his conversation once he spotted her.

Y/N looked positively gleeful.

“Ooh, are you Rosie?” She turned her head to look down at her daughter, kissing her temple. Shawn’s heart felt warm, his brain making an “aww” feeling.

“Maybe.” Rose giggled.

Y/N held onto one of her little hands, as the other one reached around her mother’s plate for any food.

“Uh uh uh no, you cannot drink this.” Y/N said, pulling Rose’s arm back.

“Why?” Rose pouted.

“Because I don’t think you will like it.” Y/N laughed.

“But-but how will I know if I never try?”

Y/N looked at her daughter.

“Okay, stick your tongue in, see if you like taste for yourself.”

Rose stuck the tip of her tongue in the liquid, and immediately pulled back, frowning.

“Ew!” She said, making the whole table laugh.

“Told ya.” Y/N said, squeezing her daughter’s side.

“I would personally never feed my kid alcohol.” Amanda whispered to Shawn, and his laughter died down. He glanced sideways at Y/N who thankfully did not hear because she was too enamored with her child on her lap.

“Well, she had like a quarter of a lick, it won’t do anything.” Shawn pointed out.

+

Four drinks later for Y/N, and one for Shawn; they found themselves in a heated soccer match against their two children. Y/N had kicked off her sandals and was running barefoot, her dress flowing behind her. Thomas had the ball and was blocking her, who was making exaggerated arm movements to make him laugh.

Shawn was covering Rose, who was desperately trying to get to her teammate.

“Pass it!” Rose cried. “Thomas, we can lose to my mom! She’s the worst at soccer.”

Shawn laughed and looked at her, and she took this opportunity to escape and go join Thomas.

“Shit.” Shawn whispered to himself. He jogged up to what seemed like a leg wrestling match, with Rose and Thomas desperately hogging the ball and Y/N wiggling her leg in between them to try and take it away while unable to contain her laughter.

“Shawn come help me!” Y/N said through tears of laughter. If it hadn’t been for the drinks, she still would be in this state. She was a child at heart and had fun in anything.

Thomas had gotten a hold on the ball and began running toward Y/N and Shawn’s empty net. Rose was tugging on the back of her mom’s dress and seized Shawn. The three tumbled forward, knocking Thomas too in the process; all wheezing of laughter. Y/N rolled off Shawn giggling, Thomas picking himself up and dusting off the front of his shirt.

Shawn gave Y/N a hand up and admired her flushed skin.

Thomas stifled a yawn.

“I think it’s time to go home, huh buddy?” Shawn said, giving his son a piggy back ride.

“It’s probably Rose’s bedtime too.” Y/N said, taking Rose’s reaching hand.

“Hey, are you sure you can drive?” Shawn looked over at her.

“Yes..” Y/N giggled.

“You lightweight.” Shawn poked at her.

“Am not! But I can do with a lift.”

This did not go unnoticed by Rose.

“Can we have a sleepover?!” She asked.

“Please?” Thomas pleaded.

“I don’t want to be a bother, Shawn-“

“It’ll be my absolute pleasure. I have an extra bedroom and I think I still have a pair of Rose’s pyjamas in the laundry basket from the last time they hung out I think.”

“Okay then! You sure though, that we won’t be any trouble?” Y/N’s voice turned serious.

“I promise Y/N, you would never be a bother.” Shawn looked into her eyes.

Suddenly the cooling night air turned hot again.

+

Thomas and Rose were both in his bedroom on the floor in sleeping bags, and were playing a board game. Y/N and Shawn didn’t mind too much because they knew they would probably fall asleep very soon anyway so they let them stay up a little longer.

Y/N had changed into one of Shawn’s sweatpants and t-shirts  and was cozied up on the couch with blankets. The pants were a bit loose on her, but she tightened the waist the best she could and the t-shirt looked unbelievingly good on her.

Shawn handed her a mug of tea and joined her on the sofa.

They flicked through old photo albums and reminisced.

“What really happened to us?” Y/N asked him, head resting on the back of the couch.

“Honestly, now that I think of it, I don’t even remember. We just got so busy.”

“Well, I’m happy we bumped into each other again. You were one of the people I got along with the best.” Y/N smiled.

Ten minutes later, sat Shawn with Y/N asleep on the other end of the couch, wishing his night tomorrow could be just another cozy one with Y/N with full of meaningful yet fun conversation and tea, instead of a dinner with Amanda.

Part 2

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First chapter of my autobiography, enjoy 😉

The Life of A Mentally strong Women chapter 1

I was born in Magruder Hospital in Port Clinton Ohio on June 2nd, 1992. I was born with Spina Bifida and I am in a wheelchair. I have been in a wheelchair ever since I was three years old, I am now twenty-four years old. I have a shunt in the right side of my head, the shunt is mainly to make sure everything flows smoothly. I have very little strength in my lower body, but I am a bit stronger in my upper body. The first memory I have of my mom Shawne and I was, I was in the incubator and she was laying in a hospital bed next to me. She reaches up to touch me and I somehow managed to take my little hand and wrap it around her finger, I wasn't even able to open my eyes yet. So it's like my mom and I were connected instantly!

Describing my family, first and foremost my wonderful mom. She has short blonde a nd brown hair and a medium complexion. She also has beautiful brown eyes that look like brown ink and are intense. She is a bit taller than I am, I am 5'3 and she is 5'5. At the time she was dating my step-dad Brian. Brian is a pretty cool step-dad, he always managed to make me laugh and smile!

Brian has short dirty blond hair like me except mine is longer. He is about my moms height and has a tan complexion. He wears sweatshirts and Jeans all the time and he has soft pale green eyes. He and my mom have a son named Dalton who is my biological brother and he was born with Autism. He is tall for his age which is nineteen and he is about 5'8. He has light brown eyes and short light brown hair and brown eyes.

I have a dad named Scott who is my biological dad, he has darker green eyes that look a bit more focused and he is six feet tall with a tan complexion. He later in the story gets married to my mom. He almost always wears T-shirts and jeans, very seldom do I see him wear long sleeves. “ How could anyone stand wearing a T-shirt in winter? Brr!". He has two sons from a previous marriage named Alec and Noah. They are my step-brothers, Alec has dark brown hair and brown eyes and is tall with a light tan complexion. Noah has short hair and bright blue eyes with light skin, he is also very skinny and tall.

Alec tries his best to get straight A's and most of the time he does. Every now and then he'll get a B or a C and get upset, “ It's OK Alec, nobody is perfect. We're still proud of you and always will be. “. I think Noah has ADHA, even though doctors have said that he doesn't. The reason I think that is because, “ The boy cannot seem to focus on anything other than his video games and TV! “. Then again...I think all of us may have ADHD at some points in our lives am I wrong? Ha ha. I meet Alec and Noah later in the story as well.

I have three sets of grandparents, on my moms side I have my grandma Debbie and my grandpa Jim. Grandma has long pretty blond/brown hair and brown eyes. She is also skinny and my moms height and has a medium complexion. She is one of the most loveliest people I know, She is also very kind and I am very blessed to be her granddaughter. My grandpa has short black hair and a black mustache. He is also tall with a medium complexion and has brown eyes that, to me, always look tired or like they're wondering. They were married when they had my mom but they're not anymore.

On my dad, Scott's, side I have my grandma Sue and my grandpa Gerald. They live in Virginia, grandpa always goes fishing and is almost always wearing a fishing hat with a T-shirt and jeans. Grandma has short light gray hair and is very skinny with an almost tan complexion, I always have been calling her Granny ever since I was little. She always wears sweaters with jeans because she gets cold very easily like I do. She is also so sweet, every time I would come to visit she'd always have a pot of mac and cheese on the stove waiting for me! I loved her mac and cheese because the cheese was runny and delicious. And my mouth watered every time I smelled it or took a bite!

They have another son named Mike who has short raven black hair and a black mustache. He has black eyes as well that look kind of intense, he's also very skinny and tall with a tan complexion. Mike is not only my dads brother, but he is also my uncle and a criminal. I only know one thing he did and that is because my mom told me, when he was a child he burned their house to the ground, also every time he came over he would always ask my dad for money or a ride somewhere. How about this dude, “ Get a job and a car and stop asking my dad for shit! “ Last but not least they have a dog named Mindy, “ She is one of the cutest dogs ever! “.

My grandpa Bob and grandma Bonny are on my step-dads side. My grandpa had short gray hair, he was kind of short and had a gray mustache with a tan complexion. He loved letting me sit on his knee or belly while he bounced me. Grandma had short curly hair and a light complexion and was also very sweet! I don't know why but every time we visited my step-dad would always put a green monster mask on and scare me, I liked that and it made me laugh ha ha. They also had a daughter named Shannon and she was my cousin, she and I always had fun playing together.

I have three aunts and two uncles, they are all awesome! My aunt Judy passed away battling cancer, even though I didn't really know her I still think of her often. Megan and Tommy met in the Air Force in Korea when Megan was twenty-two. They are two of the strongest people I know! They get married and have kids, who are my cousins, but I'll get to that later.

Tom and Mary-Kate are very awesome as well and so is their son Dominic. Dominic is my cousin as well, he's sixteen years old. He has short brown well-kept hair and he is tall and skinny with a light tan complexion with brown eyes. Tom has short brown hair as well and a little brown beard and brown eyes, he's a little chubby as well but not to much. He just loves to eat and there's no issue with that, “ Who doesn't love to eat? Ha. “. Him and Dominic love to ruff house all the time, and even though Dominic may be tall and skinny that boy can kick some ass! They also love hunting together as well, they're masters at that! Mary-Kate has long brown hair and is tall, she also has brown eyes and a light complexion. Later on in the story Tom and Mary-Kate get married.

Getting back to my grandpa Jim for a bit, he had a horse named Skip. My mom and I would call him Skippo the Hippo because he was a bit corpulent. He was all brown with white hooves and a white stripe down his nose, he was the most beautiful horse I've ever seen! Grandpa Jim would also make me mac n cheese, that mac n cheese made my mouth water as well because it the cheese was really rich. One day I was sitting on the kitchen counter helping grandpa cook, “ I loved doing that! “. But when he walked away to check on something I thought of doing something dumb. I thought, “ Hey, I'll put my hand on another burner to see if it's on “. It was on and I burnt my freaking finger! “ What the hell was I thinking?! “

The first time I rode Skip I remember it being enjoyable, but also a bit fearsome. While I was riding Skip my grandpa tells me to tell Skip to trot. I didn't know what trot meant at the time and said OK I will. Little did I know trot meant gallop, I get nervous while I'm bouncing and I fall. Luckily I fell on my grandpas belly because he was riding with me and fell first. We didn't get hurt or anything, we just lied there in the grass for a minute guffawing ha ha!

The first day I rode Skip was also the Day that I met Alec. When I met Alec, I don't think he was feeling to good because I saw him throw up right in front of me. After he lied down for a little bit he and I started playing and acting like goofballs. The thing we really enjoyed doing is making what we called “ Skip's soup “ in his water. We would put grass, twigs and ricks in it and stir it until it looked a little brown/green. My mom thought it was very gross, but she saw we were having fun so she let us be. What I thought was gross though is Skip actually drank it, “ Eww Skip, you silly horse haha! “

The first house my mom and I lived in was in fact my grandpas house, we lived there until my mom was out of school and could fully take care of me. The next house we lived in was also in Catawba, in that house it was just my mom  and I. Then we lived in an upstairs apartment when Dalton was a baby. Then when I was five years old my mom and I, Dalton and Brian moved to Port Clinton into a house on Walnut st. The outside looked pretty, there were green tall hedges around the perinnater of the house and a sandbox below the balcony. And it was a two story house that was tan with white window frames and a white door.

We had five pets in that house, in my opinion sometimes it was like a zoo! First was our dog Keto and he was a chocolate lab and he was the biggest dog I've seen at the time. I loved him very much, especially when I didn't feel good and he would lay right by me keeping me company. One day my mom, Brian, Dalton and I decided to go to the beach that was right across from our house. We're all just chilling on a beautiful hot summer day, my mom and I are sunbathing while my step-dad and Dalton swim. I loved sunbathing on the beach, one because the sun felt so warm and two because I love the sound of soft waves and birds. Then we decide to head back home, but when we get there Keto is gone! At first we were worried and then my mom says, “ Maybe it was his turn to go to the beach? “. We all laugh but he never showed up after he ran away.

Another thing that happened at the beach is Brian wanted to teach me how to swim. I was a bit nervous and excited to learn. I was nervous because the way he was holding me, he only had me by my waist and I thought I'd fall in honestly. I was excited because learning to swim seemed fun, and I actually wasn't doing half bad. I remember my dad telling me to keep kicking to keep myself up, I accidentally kept kicking him haha! But to this day I can't swim and I don't intend to, ever!

We had a blacktop across from our house as well, I loved to go there and just chill in the sun and be alone sometimes. Sometime Brian would join me over there and we would just talk and laugh, he'd even twirl me around in my chair and we'd dance. I loved that as well because it made me smile when we did stuff like that together, step-dad and step-daughter bonding time. He would also spin me in circles and have me do wheelies, wheelies were my favorite thing to do in that chair. Even after I did wheelies and my chair fell backwards and I hurt my head, still my favorite thing to do! I would just ask for help up and do it again anyway, “ Being careful not to hurt myself again though haha. “.

One more thing that my step-dad and I did that I loved is. he would take me along with him on his fishing trips. The boat ride almost always put me to sleep, also I loved the smell of the sea. There were times where I was actually tired and for some odd reason I slept on the floor of the boat, I perfered that over sleeping in a chair. Brian thought that was a little odd but he'd let me do it haha. “ I was quite the odd child, but I didn't really care what others thought. You don't like it then buzz off haha. “ One day on one of our trips as I was casting my line out, or trying to anyway, I got the hook stuck in my hair. My dad helped me get it out and I cast the line again, this time I actually caught a fish instead of my hair

My dad put it in the cooler for a half hour or so, after it was frozen he wanted to take a picture of me and the fish. The one thing that I did not like about that is he had me touch the fish as he took the picture. Now catching a fish I have no issues with, but touching a dead ice cold fish is just NASTY to me. As I touched it he tells me to look at the camera and smile, “ How on earth can you smile while touching a cold dead fish? “ So instead of looking happy that I caught my first fish, I looked kinda frightened with my straight smile and wide terrified eyes. Like, “ Get this dead fish away from me, please! “.

Shortly after Keto ran away we got another dog that we named Bosco. He was all white with a big black nose that was so kawaii, also he had a white stubby tail. He had droopy cheeks as well and although he was cute, he was a cute disaster! Lemme tell ya why he was a cute disaster, for one he slobbered on everything including my cloths. He chased little children that were on their bikes down the alley way that was by the house, “ Poor children, bad dog Bosco!”. He would even climb up the spiral staircase, now how he got up there without falling I have no idea! Then he would be to scared to come back down, so Brian had to go upstairs and carry him down. “ Bosco my man, you are such a baby! “.

The last thing Bosco did was when my brother Alec took him for a walk along the beach. Bosco was pretty much running, so it was more like him taking Alec for a stroll instead of Alec taking him. He was running so fast that Alec was sliding on the sand and could barely hold the leash! Alec's hands were red from leash burn, and he looked like he was gonna cry. My mom finally says, “ Alec honey, let go! “ So he did and Bosco ran off into the wilderness never to be seen again!

Thumper was our bunny, he had a white belly and white paws and a kawaii pink nose. Carrots seemed to be his favorite snack, I would sit by his cage and feed him carrots everyday. But one day as I was feeding him carrots he bit my finger, “ Geese Thumper, see if I feed you again! “. I knew it was an accident though, I'd never mean that. Besides me holding him once a day he pretty much just liked to hop around the house and be his happy bunny self. One day him and my mom were out on the balcony getting some sun, my mom decides to go downstairs and get him a snack. But by the time my mom got back up there to feed him he was gone. “ I can't believe he jumped from a two story high balcony and didn't hurt himself. “.

The next pet we had was actually a rat, “ Creepy right? “. He was actually cute though, he was all white with pink paws and a pink petite nose and pink ears. My mom named him Nickodemus, after a rat with that same name in the movie called The Secret of NIMH. One of his favorite things to do was crawl on us which at first FREAKED my out, but then after a few times I got used to it and it was cute! One night he was just chillin in his cage drinking water and I decide to get outta bed and pet him, as I'm petting him he nibbles on my finger until he bites it. “ Ok then, I'll leave you alone your Heiness geeze! “ Haha!

The next day Dalton goes into my room and plays with Nickodemus, I just think he's in there having fun until I hear my mom yell, “ Dalton no! “. She comes out of my room and tells me that Dalton has suffocated the rat with a pillow.  She says he was trying to create a place for the rat to sleep. He thought that putting a pillow over Nickodemus would help because it'd be dark. I couldn't be mad at him because he has Autism and didn't know better, so I just stayed quiet. But I was crying inside though a bit.

The last pet we had was an iguana that my mom was super excited about having. She was also very excited that she got to pick out the name for him, she named him Iggy. He was the cutest iguana I have ever seen, he was tiny with a pink tongue that came out very frequently “ Aww!”. His all time favorite food was lettuce, and it was so cute watching my mom feed him  while he nibbled on it! On sunny afternoons he would attach himself to a window and just chill there sunbathing, sometimes he'd fall asleep there. One sunny day my mom decided to go out and tan on the lawn and she brought Iggy with her. Iggy was just chilling on a tree when my mom got done tanning and comes back inside. After a few minutes she realizes she forgot Iggy, so she goes back outside to get him and by then he had already ran up or down the tree and was gone as well.