but i wore a sweater anyway

Yoongi/Taehyung Scenario - ‘Rock-a-bye baby’

Requested by a lovely anon <3 (ok listen… this is that one about the young pregnancy decision and I know it was supposed to be specifically about Yoongi, but I kinda took it and ran with it. WILL BE MADE IN PARTS <3<3<3) 

*Don’t own the gif/s yo*

Author: Taebaby

You’d never felt so uncomfortable in your life. Sitting in a cold office on an unpleasantly hard chair, a loud clock ticking on the wall and Yoongi bouncing his knee in impatience in the seat next to you. Even though you wore a sweater, you couldn’t keep yourself from shaking. You jumped when the door banged open and a smiling man in a suit walked in and sat down behind the desk in front of the two of you.

               “Hello! Sorry to have kept you waiting, there was a phone call… Anyway, let’s get down to business, shall we? I understand we’re here on account of signing some adoption papers, yes?” The man looked from you to Yoongi, and when Yoongi didn’t answer, you did.

               “Yes,” Your voice scratched out and you cleared your throat, “Yes.”

               “Ok, great. Well, I have a few forms here to go over with you… Let’s start with something basic- do you know if you’d like an open or closed adoption?”

               “Um…” You looked towards Yoongi, but he hadn’t taken one glance at you the entire time you’d been there. It made you feel empty, so you looked away, “What’s the difference?”

               “Well, with an open adoption, you would be allowed contact with the child after it has been given to the new guardians. The parent or parents may want you present at holiday gatherings or birthdays, and things like that. In a closed adoption, you will have no contact whatsoever with the child after you have relinquished custody-“

               “Closed.” Yoongi’s voice was so hard that it made you wince. You felt a stab in your chest and tears prick at your eyes. You suddenly missed the sweet, warm Yoongi you were so used to before now. You tried to blink the tears away as the man appraised Yoongi (with an almost unappreciative look).

               “Well, alright.”

               The appointment went on like that, with Yoongi being the one making the decisions and you trying to keep yourself from getting sick. You were fine staring into nothing until a hand waved in your face.

               “Here,” Yoongi pushed a document and a pen in front of you, the stark black print on the white paper making your head hurt, “You have to sign.”

               You don’t know what it was. Something inside was tugging at you, pulling you away, telling you ‘don’t do it’. Your hands were really shaking now, and the clock was too loud, and Yoongi’s eyes were too cold. You cleared your throat out of nervousness. The two men in the room were looking at you expectantly and it made you want to scream. You stood up so abruptly that your chair almost fell backwards.

               “I-I need to use the restroom.” You said shakily, leaving the room quickly before either of them could protest. You were walking down the hall towards the bathrooms, fully intending on throwing up, when you spotted the EXIT sign hanging over a door farther down the hall. You stood staring at the glowing green sign for a few minutes, your breath hitching in your chest and your heart racing. In a split second, you made your first decision of the whole appointment and flung open the EXIT door and stepped out into the fading daylight, putting as much distance between you and the office as you could before anyone noticed you were truly gone.

                                                      *~~~~*

               Later that night, you found yourself at your best friend Taehyung’s house. He had been the first person you told about you being pregnant, even before Yoongi. If there was one person on earth you could trust and rely on, it was truly him. And you were beginning to feel this more and more as Taehyung continued to scold you heavily about not telling him beforehand what you’d planned on doing today. Though you had told him you wouldn’t consider abortion (not that anything was particularly wrong with that choice, it just wasn’t what you wanted to do), he was still mad enough that you’d almost given it up for adoption.

               “If anything, (y/n), if Yoongi doesn’t want to be a father, then… Then I can be.” Taehyung said suddenly, in the middle of his rant, catching you majorly off guard. You knew Tae had had a slight crush on you for a while, but you always kinda kept off the subject since you were already with Yoongi (whom Taehyung never seemed to like the minute he met him). You also knew he liked kids a lot, but this was unexpected.

               “What do you mean?” You asked him, and you caught the way he looked at you then down towards the floor. You admitted to yourself that he’d always been cute and you once imagined… being with him. But then you met Yoongi, this passionate, devoted, hardworking guy that made you see things in an entirely different way. Taehyung had always made you feel safe and happy, never bored, and always like you were wanted. These two men tugged you in different directions so much that you sometimes couldn’t remember who it was that you were in love with. Tae looked back up at you and you could see in his face that he was going to mean what he said.

               “Listen- Yoongi’s an asshole. He’s selfish and he doesn’t deserve you or the baby.” Taehyung grabbed your hands in his to make you look at him, “(Y/n)… I know this really isn’t the best time for this, but you know I have feelings for you. More than friendly feelings. And I know that you have feelings for me too… Even if you tell yourself you only have feelings for Yoongi. You’ve been here for me every time I needed help, and I’ve been here for you. Has he?”

               “Taehyung…”

               “I love you, (y/n), and I would do absolutely anything for you. Including raising a child that’s not mine.”

               “I-“

               *BRRRRR*

               The apartment intercom scared the two of you and you both looked over to see the little red light blinking on the box next to the door. Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows and walked over to the box.

               “Were you expecting someone?” You asked him and he looked back at you before pressing the talk button.

               “No.” He pressed the button, “Hello?”

               “Taehyung, its me.” Taehyung took his finger off the button. Yoongi’s voice hit your ears like a 300mpr wind, and he sounded breathless and slightly frantic. You could see the muscles in Taehyungs shoulders tense before he pressed his finger to the button again.

               “What do you want, Yoongi?”

               “I can’t find (y/n) anywhere, have you seen her? Has she talked to you?” Taehyung glanced back at you. You shook your head.

               “No, hope you find her.” And before Tae could take his finger off the button, Yoongi’s voice rang out again, calmer than before.

               “She’s there, isn’t she? If she wasn’t, you’d be much more concerned. Let me in.” Taehyung let out an angry breath.

               “Fuck off, Yoongi.”

               “Taehyung, you-“ Yoongi’s voice cut off with Tae’s finger leaving the button. He turned with purpose and walked back to you sitting at the kitchen island. Your gaze lingered momentarily on the blinking light on the box, but you turned away to look back at Taehyung. The weight of the day finally hit you and you couldn’t control the tears that started to overflow your cheeks. Taehyung came around and wrapped his arms around you as your body shook with your sobs, combing a comforting hand through your hand and humming a sweet, calming tune. When you’d calmed down enough to stop shaking, he pulled away to look you in the eyes.

               “Listen… You don’t have to make any decisions tonight. About me, the baby, anything. Just… remember what I said. You know I’ll do anything. But for tonight, you just need some good rest. It’s late, you can stay here tonight ok? I’ll take the couch.”

               You had no fight left in you, so you let Taehyung lead you to the bedroom by your hand.

Molly wore the same sweater during the “I love you” scene as she did during her “date” with Sherlock, when he invited her to dinner (well, chips) knowing full well she was engaged but going for it anyway.  I don’t know that it’s terribly significant, but it was a visual recall to one of the more intimate and heartfelt moments between Sherlock and Molly, a moment where they both came very close to telling each other how they felt.  If it had not been for Tom and Molly being a loyal woman, trying to move on, they would have gotten together then..I’m sure of it.  Tom was just a plot device to keep them apart a little longer.

Also, I felt bad that Loo Brealey was barely in Season 4, but again, I don’t know that she could have had many more scenes with Sherlock before the big scene without giving it all away.  She alluded to the little moments that go on between them, the things that are not shown.  Given the evidence, I think a LOT has happened between Sherlock and Molly that has not been shown.

So in honor of Simon Snow’s birthday I’m going to do something I’ve never done before; post some fanart. Carry On inspired me to draw a lot (but I don’t like showing it to people because I can’t draw. Look at those hands wtf). Oh well, here’s a smol Simon I drew a few months ago. Inspired by a fic where he wore an oversized sweater and ripped jeans (which is like every fic ever but it was one in particular) (unfortunately I can’t remember which one it was). Anyways enough rambling.

Happy birthday Simon!!

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Cookie Cat!  He left his family behind!  Went with more Steven Universe shirts this time, with Cookie Cat flying his ship.  Also decided to make the cherry sweater that Greg wore in “Winter Forecast.”  (It also works pretty well if your town’s fruit is the cherry.)

Anyways, I hope you like them!  Feel free to let me know if you have any requests, suggestions, etc.

so last year i got my two cats matching collars because i thought it would be cute and because that’s normal shit that normal cat owners do. however I knew that my one cat was not going to be happy about it because when i put it on her she started rolling (it wasn’t too tight she just rolls when she’s not happy). it was my fault really, the collar had a bell on it and she doesn’t like to jingle when she moves. i knew that. she knew that i knew that. but i just figured that she would get used to it like a normal goddamn cat and we could move on with our lives. well that’s not the case and let me tell you this - the only reason that cat wore that collar for any longer than .2 seconds was to just temporarily appease me like other people do when they get gifts that they hate. like when you wore that ugly ass sweater ur aunt knitted for you for a day or two to be polite. anyway, my cat wore that collar every day for two weeks and i thought it was all good. then one night i fell asleep with her on my bed with the collar on and i woke up the next morning and it was gone. literally nowhere to be seen. i even remember looking into those blank ass eyes just blink back at me like she didn’t know how the fuck that collar disappeared off her neck. like i didn’t know her game. like i had no idea how she must have patiently waited for me to fall asleep that night so she could finally rid herself of the piece of garbage that i apparently had the audacity to put around her neck. it’s funny bc she amused me by wearing it for a bit and then shut that shit down. i remember feeling both insulted and frustrated at the same time because. we both knew what she did. but its not like i can confront her about it. she’s a cat. and i haven’t seen the collar since. 

Oh

I have a headcanon/prompt for Karmagisa :3

What if Karma planned to confess to Nagisa through notes passing in class, but changed his mind at the last minute. He stuffed the note in his jacket and completely forgot about it. A few days later, stepping into winter, Nagisa somehow left his sweater at home and was a bit cold. Karma offered his jacket. Nagisa wore it and saw something falling out. Karma, realizing what it is, tried to stop Nagisa, but the shorty opened it anyway. 

Inside, it said “Nagisa, actually, I really like you”