No matter if it’s Iwaizumi’s birthday: the bigger half is always for Oikawa.

Better late than never. My contribution for Iwaizumi’s birthday. I’m really satisfied of this piece. I saw Gusari’s IwaB-day art this evening and I thought I should have done something too (obv Gusari is a God and I can’t reach her).

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  • *outside Speedy's*
  • Molly: *approaching Mary* What's going on?
  • Mary: *grins* I found the father of your baby.
  • Molly: *wide-eyed* What? How...how do you even know who the father is?
  • Mary: *digging in her purse* I believe this belongs to the father of your baby *removes the scarf*
  • Molly: *groans* Oh God...he’s in there right now?
  • Mary: Yup.
  • Molly: *sighs* Let's get this over with.
  • Molly & Mary: *enter Speedy's*
  • Tom: *waving* Hi, Molls.
  • Molly: ...
  • Tom: *looking between them* So, what’s up?
  • Mary: *nudging her forwards* Well, Molly has something that she wants to tell you *gestures the scarf* while we're on the subject, I believe that this is your scarf.
  • Tom: No... *unzips his coat* this is my scarf.
  • Mary: ...
  • Mary: *looks at the scarf in her hand* Ah. Could I get anyone a coffee or...poison? No? Just for me? Okay *hurries off*
  • Tom: *concerned* What’s going on?
  • Molly: *sits opposite him* Nothing. Mary just... sort of made a mistake.
  • Tom: *smiles* I’m pleased Mary called. I know we broke up because you thought we weren't compatible. I was thinking...does that matter?
  • Molly: *hesitates* Tom...
  • Tom: We were perfect together *holds her hand*
  • Molly: I’m pregnant.
  • Tom: Oh. *drops her hand*
  • Tom: ...
  • Molly: ...
  • Molly: You can go.
  • Tom: Thank you *runs off*
  • *John & Mary's*
  • Sherlock: *staring at the baby*
  • John & Mary: *enter the flat*
  • Mary: *smiles* Hi. How was she?
  • Sherlock: *shrugs* Fine.
  • John: *lifts his daughter* There's my girl. Were you good for your Uncle?
  • Sherlock: *sighs*
  • Mary: *smirks* You love her really. You're a natural.
  • Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* I'm going to have to get used to it.
  • John: *nods* Yes, you are.
  • Sherlock: *winds the scarf around his neck; smiles a little*
  • Mary: *looks up; points* That's your scarf?
  • Sherlock: *frowns* Yeeeeeees.
  • Mary: ...
  • Sherlock: *shrugs on his coat* Goodnight *leaves*
  • Mary: *squeals with happiness*

Imagine the Gladers celebrating Halloween + trick or treating:

Chuck would dress up as a ghost- which was basically a big white sheet with two holes for him to see through, he would have the biggest bag and the most amount of lollies.

Minho, Newt and Thomas would dress up as zombies and Teresa would do their makeup for them, and the whole night they wouldn’t speak and just make zombie-like noises, but they would laugh together.

Then Teresa would dress up as a witch and Gally a skeleton.

At the end of the night, Teresa tricked everyone and stole all their lollies and everyone chased her, Minho and Thomas leading, but Chuck was far behind because he tripped over his costume because it was to big for him. But then Newt would wait for him, acting like his older brother and helped him up, and then continued to chase Teresa to get their lollies back.


A summers day.

Today has been a lovely, hot day and now I am not the size of a whale we can sit out in the sun and appreciate a lovely summer day together as a family.

An ice lolly or two, couple of chairs, a play gym, some dance music and the sun, the perfect recipe for a afternoon full of laughter and happiness.
I cannot wait until i am well enough to be able to take a stroll down to the river and walk hand in hand with brad, pushing the pram, watching Lucas take in his surroundings. He has become such a alert little boy recently, he stares for hours.

I love days with my boys. Especially in the sunshine.