#like my mom and dad were both like ew why would we have child friendly foods in the house and then my brother was born and suddenly it was

[oswednesday]

because no one around me has ever cared about my preference as a child i was introduced to many foods and was not locked in that fear so many adults seem to get locked into in the usa at least

[chasingpj]

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬

pairing: percy jackson x child of zeus!reader and jason x older sibling!reader

requested: yes!

warning: two curse words, mentions of stealing, death of a parent, and i believe that is it!

category: headcanons, fluff

a/n: i may have gotten too carried away but... i had a lot of fun writing this haha. i hope you guys like it!

pre-relationship

you and percy invented the phrase power couple but coming together took a while

your relationship dynamic would be very similar to thalia and percy's at first

you're both natural-born leaders, so you guys butt heads very often

you're more calculated and organized when it comes to things and percy being impulsive really annoyed you

he's lucky that even though he is impulsive, things somehow always work out in the end

if it wasn't for annabeth urging you guys to get along, you probably would still be at each other's neck

how did she get you guys to get along, you may ask?

she locked you guys in a storage closet :)

and said figure it out ♡

this happened after a friendly sparring practice turned into a full-on fight with your powers

annabeth insisted she wouldn't let you guys out until you declared to be friends

at the time, you were like, percy will never be my friend, ew

percy was just as annoyed

after a good hour of bickering and resisting your urge to choke him out

you guys found that you had a lot in common, actually?

huh, who would have known?

apparently annabeth

you guys talked about your life outside of camp and bonded over the worst teachers you've ever had

turns out, percy wasn't that bad

you'd never admit that out loud though

after a while, you started to feel things

were percy's eyes always that pretty?

yes, they've always been

oh look, those freckles over his nose? adorable

did you just call Percy adorable? yeah, you did… gross

you tried to deny your attraction to him

you were pretty sure this was a cruel joke from aphrodite (it was… more for your dad's than for you guys, though)

then you started noticing changes in his behavior too

now you guys were sharing blankets at the campfire when it got chilly

he even shared the blue cookies his mother sent him too

that's when you should have known he was down bad

both of you have awful sleep schedules

you hated sleeping in cabin 1

it was clearly built not to be slept in, and every few days, you found yourself having late-night conversations with percy at the docks

once the harpies snuck up on you and percy told you to get in the water with him

you didn't know how to swim, and you were kinda horrified of open water

you wanted to refuse, but you were cornered on the docks

you either jumped or got eaten

the last thing you said was that you couldn't swim before percy didn't give you a choice

he grabbed your hand and jumped in

his arm wrapped around your waist to keep you in the air bubble he had made around you guys

at first, you didn't focus on it

too busy trying to defend yourself from his teasing

he continued to mimic the way you screamed when he dragged you into the water

"wow, you can fly, but you can't swim?"

you rolled your eyes, trying to defend yourself

you called him annoying, and he playfully threatened to let you drown

you guys joked and laughed, staying a little too long underwater

after your laughter ceased, you found yourself looking into his eyes

the both of you became quiet

suddenly his arm around your waist, the way your chests were pressed against each other made you horribly flustered

and you're not sure what you were thinking

actually, you weren't thinking at all, but you leaned in and kissed him

like really kissed him, it was a proper kiss

ahhhhhh!!!

probably would have kissed him longer if the water nymphs didn't giggle, exposing their little audience

once you pulled away, they scattered, ready to gossip about what they saw

the news made it to atlantis pretty fast

after the kiss, things were so awkward

you avoided him for days, and he avoided you

annabeth felt the tension, and she was upset because just when you guys were getting along, suddenly, you guys were avoiding each other

the battle of manhattan was approaching soon and the last thing anyone wanted was for you guys not to get along

you both avoided annabeth’s questions, not ready to confess what you guys had shared

eventually, annabeth kept pressing you about what happened

you blew up and admitted that you made out with percy in the water

annabeth was speechless before she burst into laughter

you didn't understand why it was so funny at first

but then you did

the both of you laughed until annabeth said that she wasn't surprised at all

the battle of manhattan comes around, and in the urgency of the moment, you guys were able to rise to the occasion

your movements, thoughts, commands were completely coordinated

you guys were an extension of each other, kicking ass

at the end, you were both offered immortality

the offer took you back to a conversation you guys had where you spoke about how you'd never want to be immortal

the both of you exchanged looks before you simultaneously denied the gift

zeus was offended x2

after that, you guys returned to camp half-blood

the both of you were upset at the campers you've lost and trying to recover from the adrenaline of battle

you and annabeth sang percy happy birthday and the three of you sat together and ate blue cake in a comfortable silence

weeks passed, and one day, you're met with annabeth barging into your cabin asking when you and percy are going to talk about your kiss

it was the last day of camp, and she was insistent on you talking to him

you reluctantly agreed, mainly because annabeth threatened to lock you in a storage closet again

you guys sat on the dunes in silence for a while

the both of you wanted to confess, but neither knew how to do it

after some silence, the both of you spoke at the same time

you stuttered over each other and then began bickering back and forth on who should go first until you blurted out that you like him

you cringed and looked away as percy froze in his spot

it was silent for a moment before percy whispered, "I like you too."

cue your second kiss

your teeth slightly bumping with his since the both of you were smiling so much

and you swore you heard thunder in the distance even though there were clear skies

relationship

you lived in a foster home on the other side of manhattan, so you guys saw each other every weekend

you guys went on movie dates, long drives, and you would sleep over pretty often

for the spooky season, you went to haunted houses and carved pumpkins

you watched horror movies together, teasing each other when one of you jumped and tried to cover your face during the scary parts

you went to his place for Thanksgiving and you arrived early so that the both of you could help sally cook all day

you and percy put blue food coloring on the mashed potatoes

for the first time ever, you felt like you were apart of a family since sally had welcomed you with open arms

everything was going great but then december came around

the last time you saw percy, you guys were christmas shopping for his mom

your last day of school ended a few days after his, so you planned to meet at CHB

but when you got there, you found out he never arrived

you called his home from the payphone in the big house

sally was relieved to hear from you, a part of her hoping he was with you

but you both found out that neither of you had heard from him in a few days

meeting jason

you and annabeth tried everything to find him

then you got a dream from hera that the answer to where percy is was with the guy with one shoe

you arrive and you find this blonde kid and not your boyfriend; you were kinda actually very annoyed

but this blonde kid felt familiar

you weren't sure what it was, and then you heard his name — Jason Grace

surely, it was a coincidence that he shared the name of your missing brother

you were too young to remember his disappearance

the only remembrance you had of him was a picture of the both of you as toddlers sitting happily beside thalia

you always wondered who was the little boy in the photo and it wasn't until a few years ago did thalia tell you about him disappearing

you were a bit wary of him at first, especially since he had no memory of where he came from

it wasn't until he conjured lightning with his sword, did you have no doubt in your mind that he was your brother

the first night you guys spent in the cabin together was awkward

you couldn't really catch up since he didn't remember anything, so you told him what thalia told you about him and your mother

you didn't reveal him everything, not wanting to overwhelm him and you had decided to call it a night before you went into detail

you explained the rest of the story after he came back from his quest

you tried to ask him questions hoping he’d remember more, but his memory wasn't coming back fast enough

both you and jason were growing frustrated, so one day you iris messaged thalia

the both of you came up with an idea to jog jason's memory by showing him things that he enjoyed as a toddler

jason was pretty sure it wouldn't work, but he went along with it

thalia recalled that the two of you really liked watching the flintstones as babies

so you and jason sat down and watched every season available on dvd

and well, it didn't work...

thalia also mentioned you both really liked sweets, so you tried to jog his memory with candy bars

you had to convince jason to sneak out of camp with you

he thought it was such a bad idea, but you reassured him he'd be fine

after reluctantly agreeing, jason and you escaped at night to buy actually steal candy bars from the closest gas station

jason panicked as he watches you shove candy bars in your sweatshirt

"we're gonna get caught"

"if you keep looking that scared, we just might," you replied a little too calmly

he tried to relax, but he just looked like he saw a ghost the entire time

on your way back, you may have electrocuted a harpy and fought a couple cyclops and all the fighting and running made you lose one of your snicker bars

you were upset, to say the least

unfortunately, after stuffing him with chocolate, that didn't work either

then you tried to show him the few pictures you were able to salvage before you were taken to the foster home after the death of your mother

jason sat in front of you on the floor as you pulled the box from under your bed

you smiled, finding an old picture of your mother, and you put it up to his face, taking in the similarities between the two

"yep, you look just like her," you confirmed as you smiled sadly

even though jason didn't know her, he felt a sense of pride when you had told him so

every time a memory would come back, you were the first person he told

when his memories with lupa came back, you were shook

and then you teased him, saying that he's basically a dog

once you threw a twig and told him to go fetch

he didn't find it as funny as you and leo did, but oh well

you also asked if he howled at full moons, and you were met with the straightest face you've ever seen on jason

it was the funniest thing ever to you

every week you guys kicked ass in capture the flag

you guys were more alike than you thought

it was guaranteed that whichever team you were on would win

in the months when the argo II was being built, you had a lot of times to bond with jason

your dynamic was really fun as you were a bit more rebellious and silly while he was a lot more responsible and mature

after the argo II departed

you reuniting with percy was something you thought about for months

you were so excited when the argo II was officially ready to fly over to camp jupiter

your pulse was thumping in your ears when you saw percy in the crowd

after months of worrying about where he was and if he was still alive, it was almost surreal to see him right in front of you

you lunged into him so hard, he stumbled back as you kissed him

just like your second kiss, the both of you were smiling so hard your teeth kept bumping against his

"i love your new look," you commented on his toga, and he snorted,

"yeah?"

"oh yeah, it's kinda hot."

the both of you laughed, content to be in each other's arms again

after getting on the argo II, you were the reason jason and percy formed some sort of a friendship

you were the mutual ground for the both of them since they had a soft spot for you

the tension between the two was something you couldn't disregard and you hated how weird it was at the beginning

if they butted heads, you tried to mend the problem

you understood both of them well enough to understand where they came from

at some point, you and annabeth thought it would be funny to lock them in a storage closet

so you did

they kept complaining to be let out but eventually, they gave in

little did they know that you were standing near the door and listening to their conversation

jason told him how you helped him a lot and all the ridiculous things you made him do

and percy shared stories of you from quests and at camp

the both of them laughed and bonded over having someone as amazing as you in their lives

"y/n is pretty great," percy smiles

"yeah, they are," jason agreed

needless to say, your heart warmed at the praise from your two favorite boys

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[kendrixtermina]

for the ship ask Edelstance? (Edelgard x Constance)

General:

Rate the Ship -  Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs - Clearly from how we’re written we’re supposed to get that they like each other and work well together (for all that Constance can be a bit over the top at times), they get special dialogue when they wind up on opposite sides,  - their ending is cool too, Constance helps to advance science and magic in the new united empire and the whole thing helps her feel more confident etc. so they’re defs positive influences on each other, there’s Edelgard’s general affinity to smart driven types, they clearly divulge a lot of information to each other that they don’t trust many others with... they could easily be read as close friends instead, but if we assume that Constance is into chicks this could easily be a foundation for a relationship. Also they’re both fearsome badasses which automatically makes it hotter. 

How long will they last? - At least a couple of years. They’d remain friends afterwards. 

How quickly did/will they fall in love? - It sort of happened in between planning meetings and fancy tea outings

How was their first kiss? - Constance stumbled over her words a bit in the beginning, but then she just went and did it and they stood there smooching for a while

Wedding:

Who proposed? - Constance, in the most formal, yet flashy manner you can imagine. Magical fireworks were involved

Who is the best man/men? - n/A

Who is the braid’s maid(s)? - Hapi and Lysithea

Who did the most planning? - Constance

Who stressed the most? - Constance of course

How fancy was the ceremony? -Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.  I don’t think the big fancy wedding is optional with Constance. 

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - various nobles who were all too friendly with the PM’s cadre / involved in the war fiasco, apart from the ones who switched sides like Linhardt’s and Caspar’s fathers

Sex:

Who is on top? -  Constance

Who is the one to instigate things? - Constance 

How healthy is their sex life? -Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now  

How kinky are they? -Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head  - Something tells me Constance’s love of bizare experimentation extends not only to magic research if you catch my drift. El would veto some of the more loopy ideas tho

How long do they normally last? - they like to take their sweet time/ probably at some point agreed on a designated date night because else they’ll be too busy with stuff

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? - its a point of honor

How rough are they in bed? -Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? -No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory. 

Children:

How many children will they have naturally? - (see below)

How many children will they adopt? - Constance seems pretty work-focussed so I don’t think there’d be more than 1 or 2 babies, but she would want to carry on the family line - more as an institution, tho. So she wouldn’t mind if the kids are adopted and more about raising them properly to have big aspirations. El would probably soften this somewhat with a dose of ‘but you can do what you want’ and I think Constance would overall be cool to that, she clings a bit to the ceremonial stuff cause that was her way to maintain a sense of identity after losing everything but she is not bigoted or stuck up about it (I mean if she were she & El couldn’t be close allies, but also its clear in her supports) Basically they’d both be vocal about how what matters is the example you set for your kids and not if they have your blood. Might even make a point of adopting a kid without a crest... which then grows up to be a brilliant mage anyways.  If they are ever sad, their mommies told them how much butt Auntie Dorothea and Uncle Hubert kicked despite having no crests. 

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? -

Who is the stricter parent? - Constance, but they’d both be in the serious side.

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? - Edelgard

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? - The child doesn’t find out until lunchtime if they gets Bizzare Enchanted Lunch or Sushi rolls that were definitely chopped with an axe. 

Who is the more loved parent? - El. Constance would easily fall in the “embarassing dad mom jokes” category

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? - Constance

Who cried the most at graduation? - Constance

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? - constance

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking? - Constance

Who is the most picky in their food choice? - Constance

Who does the grocery shopping? - Constance - she likes to bring fancy novelty food. Given that El is open minded she goes along with everything up to a certain degree of exasperating crazyness. Rhubarb soda was great, but pickled cabbage juice might be taking it a bit too far

How often do they bake desserts? - Deserts. All the deserts. Especially fancy photogenic little tarts

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? - it depends more on the presentation. 

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? - Constance is very much the Grand Romantic Gestures type of person

Who is more likely to suggest going out? - Constance

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidently while cooking? - Definitely Edelgard

Chores:

Who cleans the room? - Both

Who is really against chores? -  Neither

Who cleans up after the pets? - Constance 

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - Edelgard if she’s had an exasperating day

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? - Constance

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? - Constance. She remarks on weird things she found and was usually the one who brought and lost those weird things in the first place, except for that one time she found a drawing of herself which El thought she had safely disposed of

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? - Constance

Who takes the dog out for a walk? - Edelgard, except maybe when it’s cloudy

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - Constance seems like she’d decorate if she could afford it

What are their goals for the relationship? - Its all about the stimulating company and the great accomplishments

Who is most likely to sleep till noon? - Edelgard, on her off days

Who plays the most pranks? - Constance

[losersweregoingclownhunting]

The One with Greta’s Sonogram

So I did it again, both as a stress relief and because my dashboard is full of sad Losers and needed something more positive. 

Bill was talking to Marsha about the newest article he planned on writing for the magazine’s next issue. Marsha was the secretary in his office and a bit too friendly if you asked Bill. He was leaning against the wall nearest to her when he saw Greta walk by the window.

“Speaking of issues,” Marsha interrupted. “Isn’t that Greta, your ex-wife?”

“Nope, never seen t-that person before.” Bill turned so Greta wouldn’t see him. He started to walk towards his office when the bell chimed.

“It is! Hi Greta! I haven’t seen you in forever.”

Bill groaned internally turning around with a fake smile on his face. “Marsha, isn’t it time for your morning break?” Marsha rolled her eyes before grabbing her coffee cup and walking out of the office. “I hate that you l-look g-great… Anything new? How’s the family? Are you still…”

Bill leaned against the counter edge, trying to be casual. “A lesbian, yes. But, thanks for checking, I guess? Marty’s still paranoid. Oh, I ran into-”

“Greta, stop. Why, why are you here?”

“I’m pregnant.” Bill’s arm slipped off the counter and he stumbled forward.

All the losers, except Bill, were at Ben and Stan’s apartment watching Three’s Company. Mike made a comment that he thought he’d seen the episode before. Eddie turned it off saying that every episode was essentially the same, just misunderstanding after misunderstanding.

“Are you done?” Bev asked, taking a half full cup from Richie’s hand. “Who’s balled up paper is this?” Bev moved to fluff pillows on the couch. “Ben, thanks again for letting me host dinner here. I get so nervous around my parents and having dinner at my place would just give them too much ammunition.

Bev kept running around fluffing Ben’s pillows, picking up the most obscure things she could find, and fixing things that were fine. Her entire demeanor could be described as chaotic and twirly, but not in a good way. “Bev,” Eddie stopped her. “Why do you always freak out when they come? Bill never does.”

“Well first of all, Bill is their birth child. I feel like I have to compete with that. Plus, he can do no wrong in their eyes. He’s the prince, you know? Apparently, the ceremony happened before I was adopted.”

Richie and Stan were standing by the window when they both shouted ew. The others ran over to look at what was happening. Someone across the street always left his blinds open. It wouldn’t be that big of an issue, but he never wore clothes. Today, Ugly Naked Guy was using a thighmaster. Everyone groaned as Bill entered the apartment.

“Hi,” was all he said. He sounded miserable. The others turned around, abandoning the window. “Greta’s p-p-pregnant.” Nobody knew how to respond. Bev was just stuttering out the word what. “Yeah, that’s all I could say for about two hours.”

“But thank god the pillows are fluffed,” Richie said. At the same time Stan asked, “How do you fit into that?”

Bev helped Bill walked to the couch, guiding him slowly. “She said both her and Sally want me to be involved. But I don’t even know what that means.” Bill sank to the couch. Bev rested her hand on his arm and half hugged him as she sat next to him. “They want me to go to the s-sonogram thing t-tomorrow.”

The others gathered around, except Richie. He was pulling spaghetti noodles out of the pot and eating them when nobody was looking. “Are you going to go?” Stan asked.

“No idea. It’s not like I c-can j-just not g-go, right? No matter what I d-do, I’m still going to be a dad.”

 Bill poured wine in his mom and dad’s glasses before setting the wine bottle on the table. Bev grabbed the appetizer that Ben had made off the counter. She couldn’t thank him enough for helping her prepare for the Denbroughs. Don’t get her wrong, she loved them. Her mom just tended to be a bit flighty and make hurtful comments without thinking. And her dad had the best intentions, but sometimes it came across rude or inappropriate.

“Oh, Bev! Martha Ludwins’ daughter is going to call you.” Sharon grabbed one of the appetizers. “What’s that curry taste? It’s very curry tasting.” Bev turned to look at Bill, exasperated. Sharon hummed, clearly not enjoying the appetizer. “Bill you remember the Ludwins, don’t you? The eldest had the biggest crush on you.”

“All of them had a crush on Bill!” Zack announced.

“Sorry to interrupt,” Bev said at the same time Bill said, “Stop it mom.” Bev shot him a look before continuing. “Why is Martha calling me?”

“She graduated recently and wants to start a business, so I told her you owned a coffee shop.”

Bill sat down on the arm of the chair next to Zack, eating the appetizers. The two of them didn’t speak, just listened to Sharon and Bev. Sharon was turned around so she could face Bev. Bev’s frustration was evident on her face as she prepared dinner.

“Mom, I don’t own the coffee shop, I work there.” Sharon turned around muttering something under her breath as she started fluffing pillows. “Bill! Could you help me with the spaghetti?”

Bill nodded, standing to help. Bev dropped the cheese grater and parmesan on the table. She put her hands up. “As selfish as this sounds, I’m wondering when you’re bringing up the whole my wife is a lesbian who’s pregnant with my child?”

Instead of answering, Bill put the silverware on the table. Bev had already finished getting everything ready and the plates of spaghetti looked really good. He looked up to see Bev waiting. “Maybe during d-dinner. They’ll b-be calmer,” he said softly before announcing, “dinner’s ready!”

Sharon and Zack sat at the table, eating the spaghetti Bev had made. “You know, you should learn to make something more challenging! Men love a good meal and spaghetti doesn’t always cut it.”

“Mom, B-bev doesn’t need to cook to find a husband. Stanley said his ex-fiancée couldn’t c-cook.”

Sharon took a drink, not hiding her eyeroll. Zack’s eyes lit up. “We ran into his parents at the club. I’m not going to tell you what they spent on that wedding, but forty thousand dollars is a lot of money! Don’t worry about your mother either. You’re independent Bev. Even when you were just reading alone in your room doing puzzles.

“Take Bill. He is someone who needs to shoot for the stars. He’s getting published, making waves. Then there are people satisfied with not achieving things. And those people never get cancer,” Zack continued. Bill and Bev didn’t say anything, just tried to not make facial expressions in response. “And now all these women are trying to have it all and I’m glad our Beverly doesn’t have that problem.”

Bev turned to Bill, resting her elbow on his hand. She pressed down, smiling. Her eyes pleaded for help. “Bill, you haven’t said anything all night. Do you have any fun stories you’d like to share?”

Bill jerked his hand out from Bev’s elbow, shaking feeling back into it. He stood, pacing behind his parents. “Alright. I know you have b-b-been wondering what happened b-between G-g-greta and me. Here, here it is. G-greta is a lesbian. She moved in with Sally and is p-pregnant with my child. They’re going to raise the child together.”

The Denbroughs didn’t respond. Sharon and Zack looked at each other, blinking. Sharon grabbed her wine glass and downed the rest of it. Bev mouthed thank you to Bill when he looked at her.

The Losers were back at the coffee shop. The place was closed, and Stan was sweeping. He’d gotten a second job at the coffee shop since he was only working part time at the accounting firm. Bev had helped get him the job. The others were sitting on tables and lounging around their favorite spot.

“Are your folks really that bad? I’ve never had a problem with them.” Richie swung his feet to rest on the coffee table.

“Oh they’re pros. They really do know how to make you feel like you wish you could choose your p-parents. I’ve got to pee,” Bill said, standing up.

Bev sighed, “if I could, I would want Bill’s.” Bill pointed at Bev before leaning down to kiss her forehead and retreating to the bathroom. Mike laughed, rubbing Bev’s feet.

Eddie leaned against Richie, resting his head on his shoulder. “At least you’re not a twin.” Stan looked at Eddie ready to clarify. “Oh, we don’t speak. He’s really weird and crazy eccentric. He works as a masseuse and sings these weird songs.”

“Two Eddies, seems like a dream,” Richie smiled. Eddie poked him in the stomach before leaning away from him. Stan started walking to the back room to put the broom away. “Is that our signal to leave Stanley my boy?” Stan waved without a word.

The others stood up and started walking to the room. Ben dropped an arm around Bev’s shoulder as she asked him question. “So, you’re an only child, right? You don’t have any of this?”

“Nope. I had an imaginary friend though. Pretty sure my mom would have liked him more if she could have feed him. Looks like Mike is the lucky one.”

“Yeah, although siblings would have been nice when we were working on the farm.”

They exited the coffee shop and Bev flipped the light switch, knowing Stan would have asked. Stan walked out from the back, wiping down the counter where Ben had been sitting. Bill rushed out from the bathroom, stopping when he saw the dark, empty room.

“How long was I in there?” Bill asked. Stan stopped to look at him before laughing. “D-do you, uh, d-do you need any help cleaning?”

“No, no, that’s alright,” Stan said. He looked around the almost clean shop before sitting on the couch to stack the magazines.

Bill sat down next to him, clasping and unclasping his hands nervously. “So, are you nervous about seeing Patty tomorrow?”

Stan stopped stacking the magazines. He’d almost forgotten he was meeting Patty tomorrow. She’d called to say she wanted to return the engagement ring since it was an Uris family heirloom. “I am. I mean what do you even say in this situation?” Stan looked at Bill. “You probably feel the same when you’re with Greta and Sally. Why can’t we be back in high school when things weren’t complicated.”

Stan’s head rested on Bill’s shoulder, closing his eyes. “I mean, didn’t you think you’d meet someone, fall in love, and the rest would just fall into place?” Bill looked down at him fondly. “Bill?”

“Yeah, I definitely never thought I’d end up here.”

 Bill burst through the door at the doctor’s office. Greta was sitting on the chair, waiting for the doctor. Sally walked through the door after Bill. An unpleasant air settled between the two, something they were all to familiar with.

“Sorry I’m late Greta. There was a problem with the editor.” Bill shook Sally’s hand before speaking in a bitter tone. “Always great to see you Sally.”

“That’s fine Bill. We’re just waiting for Dr. Harkavay. And don’t worry, she’s familiar with our…special situation. She’s also very supportive.”

Bill took the cup out of water from Sally before passing it to Greta. He started playing with the models the doctor had sitting on the shelf. This whole situation was hard. How would it work, how would they make important decisions? For instance, how would they even choose a name?

“We were brainstorming baby names,” Greta said, as if reading Bill’s mind. “Marlon, if it’s a boy. Minnie for a girl.”

Bill stood there, making faces as he tried to process the names. Greta couldn’t be serious. “Marlin? Like the f-fish? And Minnie, as in mouse?”

“Marlon, not Marlin. And Minnie as my grandmother, Bill.”

Bill tried not to roll his eyes. When he heard Minnie, he thought Mouse. He would guarantee that anyone who heard it would too. “What about Julia?”

Greta repeated Julia, clearing entertaining the name. Sally, on the other hand, was not pleased. “We already agreed on Minnie.”

“Oh, weird. Greta and I agreed to spend our lives together, f-funny how things change? Learn to roll with the punches Sally.”

“Okay, fine. What about Dani? Nothing wrong with Dani!”

Bill scoffed, his voice rising when he spoke. “Dani Denbrough? It’s a bit too alliterate don’t you think? Who is she, a superhero?”

“It’s not going to be Dani Denbrough,” Greta yelled. Bill made a gesture as if to say, thank you, it is a ridiculous name. “No, Bill. It’s not going to be Denbrough. We were thinking Bowie-Mueller.”

“I’m sorry. Why is Sally in the title?”

“Because their my baby too. Look we all know how difficult this is going to be.”

“Oh that’s weird. I don’t remember you being there when they were made! If she get’s credit, I should too.”

“Dani Bowie-Mueller-Denbrough? That’s utterly ridiculous and borderline child abuse.”

There was a knock. The three of them all fell quiet. Dr. Harkavay entered with a smile. “Hi! How are we feeling today? Any nausea?”

“A bit, yeah,” the three answered in various ways.

Dr. Handor looked around. “I was just wonder about the mother-to-be, but sorry to hear that. If you could just lie back Greta.”

Bill started walking towards the door. “You know, I don’t, I don’t think I can b-be involved with this right now.” Bill stopped when he heard the heartbeat from the sonogram. He turned back, walking up to Greta and Sally, transfixed by the monitor. The three of them looked in awe. Sally held Greta’s hand and Bill placed his hand around theirs.

 When Stan had got to Patty’s office, he wasn’t sure what to expect. Bill had suggested that he not look too great because Patty might feel worse about being left at the altar. Stan wasn’t sure what that meant, but he wore a pair of jeans and a polo shirt.

The receptionist pointed him towards one of the back rooms stating that Patty would be there. Patty stood when she saw Stan walk in. She looked great. She’d always been beautiful, but there was a lightness about her energy now that Stan hadn’t seen in a while.

“Are you sure it’s okay if I come in?” Stan asked.

“Oh, yeah. Robbie’s going to be here for hours,” Patty explained as she took off her surgical mask. Robbie jolted when he heard, looking surprised. “How are you?” Before Stan could answer the receptionist called Patty’s name over the intercom. “Sorry, I’ll be back in a moment.”

Stan looked at the door as Patty walked out. He turned around to see Robbie staring at him. Stan ran a hand through his hair. “I dumped her.”

“Okay?” Robbie mumbled.

Neither of them said anything while they waited for Patty to come back. Robbie looked at the posters on the ceiling. Stan adjusted the light over Robbie’s head. He picked up one of the instruments off the counter and checked his reflection. He jumped back when Patty opened the door.

“Sorry about that. What have you been up to?” Patty asked, sitting back on her chair and sliding towards Robbie.

“Nothing much, started working at a new accounting firm.” Patty nodded and smiled before moving to get something out of the drawer. “So, why are you so tan?”

“Oh, I went to Aruba,” Patty answered, looking over her shoulder. She picked up an instrument and moved back towards Robbie. “I actually went with, um, this might hurt.” Patty didn’t look at Stan. Robbie jolted again, pointing at himself and mumbling something. “Not you, don’t worry. I went with Matthew.”

Stan walked up to Patty, trying to process that. Robbie huffed either in annoyance or surprise. “Matthew? You went with my best man, Matthew?! And you dyed your hair and got contacts. Two things you said you’d never do.”

“Yeah, I don’t mind sticking my finger in my eye for him. But Stanley, listen, I want to say thank you. A month ago, I wanted to hurt you, more than anyone in my life. And Stan, I’m an orthodontist. But you were right! We weren’t happy.”  Patty rolled to the other side of the office and grabbed something out of the drawer. “Anyway. I guess this belongs to you. Thank you for giving it to me.”

“Well, thank you for giving it back,” Stan said. He backed out of the office feeling confused, angry, and almost satisfied. He felt ready to close that chapter of his life, almost.

 The Losers were sitting in Stan and Ben’s apartment. They were watching a video of Greta’s sonogram. Bill kept asking everyone if they found it as amazing as he did. He wasn’t too happy with the comments that it looked like an attack on the Enterprise or an old potato. Beverly blinked rapidly, trying to clear away her tears.

“Are you going to cry Bev?” Bill crossed to her. She was standing behind the couch, watching the video. “You are! You’re going to be an aunt!”

“Shut up,” Bev choked out, tears flowing freely. She shoved Bill, walking towards the sink.

Stan walked towards the window, dialing Matthew’s number. He picked up after the second ring. “Hi Matthew. Hi, it-it’s Stanley…Oh, I’m fine. I’m calling because, because I saw Patty today… No, no, she told me about everything…No, it’s okay. I hope you’re both happy…I really hope it works out. You know marriage, kids. I just hope they have her giant ears and your receding hairline!” He slammed the phone down.

He’d never thought he’d say that to someone. It really wasn’t him, but boy did it feel good to say something to Matthew. Stan looked up seeing the others staring at him. “Fine, it was a cheap shot. But I feel soooo much better now.” He dropped onto the couch next to Mike with a smile.

Again (I feel like I should put this) the characters are Stephen King’s and the story + some of the quotes are not mine, but property of Warner Brothers. 

[lunarymagic]

11 Questions Meme

Tagged by @edgeoflight! <3  :)

Answer 11 questions and then come up with 11 of your own and tag followers.

1. What place would you visit if money and time were no object?

Japan and New Zealand seem to be a tie for me!

2. What book have you read that influenced you the most?

It’s an obvious one but: Tolkien’s books. He saved me in so many ways (and in fact, some of the things he has said about himself makes me think he too suffered from bouts of depression.) His writing never ceases to give me hope. I watched the films when they first came out before reading Lord of the Rings but I was still heavily impacted, and when I got to The Silmarillion: damn. <3

3. Tell me about a time when deciding something differently would’ve changed your whole life.

I was an Art and English double major for a year before deciding I wanted to become a pharmacist. I always wonder what would have happened if I decided to just stick with that plan (FWIW, the first semester after my change in studies was one of the biggest highlights of my life both personally and creatively. So! :D *shrugs* )

(and putting the rest behind a cut because this got so long!) 

4. What do you see as being the next big revolutionary technological innovation?

I want to see A.I. become a thing, and they are on their way. Unfortunately, governments are apparently already requesting for war machines because of fucking course. Meanwhile I’m thinking how wonderful it would be to marry a robot. Because I always was fascinated by them. I’d love to hold a philosophical conversation with a robot, at least. Why should everything be about war? That’s so primitive! Let’s have intelligent robots who can help carry humans from one room to another in hospitals while also holding friendly conversations with them! Or just keeping the sick company? Keeping elderly in nursing homes company? Keeping anyone who is lonely and doesn’t have family company?! Or nanny/babysister robots you can trust! Or even friendly robots you can just...feel safe around! Seriously, people stop being so fucking primitive we’ve had over hundreds of thousands of years of evolution just to make a fucking war machine WTF NO WONDER GOD HAS ABANDONED OUR ASSES!

*takes a deep, calming breath* I hate war. Anyhow:

5. If you reached out with your left hand, what would you touch?

A bunch of books, sketchbook, loose papers, tons of sketches, hand-drawn maps of the Ironverse, some open mail for some reason, an old tablet for some reason. Nail clipper. Is useful. Some cheap color pencils for idea sketching. And for some reason a box of unplayed-with puzzles. All stacked in a neat matter on a small table, too.

6. Which is the most important: truth, beauty, freedom, or love?

Truth is beauty, truth sets you free, and being true is to be love. So, truth! :D 

7. What’s your relationship with your parents like?

...Complicated. Well, with one of them at least. With Dad it’s pretty much good and stable and normal. With Mom it’s...it’s a roller coaster ride. Things have gotten very ugly several times before (don’t even ask about the past) but also? She has supported me in ways so-called “friends” never did and we would literally kill someone if they hurt the other even if we’re ready to mutually kill each other so...yeah, complicated! :D 

8. If I gave you a million in your own currency but told you that you couldn’t spend it on yourself – you had to give it away – what would you do with it? You can divide it up as much as you like, but you can’t keep any of it.

There are so many charities I would give to. And research funds, holy crap. If there’s anything that can help pancreatic cancer patients I would do that in particular because even with advancements in treating cancers, with there being more and more survivors now than ten, twenty years ago, PC continues to be a fast killer and I’d want for the next research focus to go on early detection and treatment.

9. Do you believe that patriotism is a good thing or a bad thing?

It depends on what we’re talking about. In the country I was born in, there are people trying to erase my entire heritage and culture and history. I’m patriotic in the sense that I will not back down, will refuse to be erased or written out of history. 

At the same time, I do live in America, am an American, and have seen the more toxic form of patriotism. There’s a balance to be reached. Patriotism when it is not about only you. When it’s love for your land but not at the expense of others or snubbing others. 

10. How would you define romance?

Ew. XD Well, that was my first thought when I saw the question! Which is weird because I’m considered shipper trash? I honestly don’t know how I would define it. I don’t care much for it in RL? And in fiction my ships come in a wide spectrum from the fluffiest shit to...the most violently abusive shit ever that I don’t even post on AO3 (yes I’m talking about the Valttu/Lalli stuff.) I just like the dynamics and that’s it I guess? I dunno! And in RL I literally do not even care or pay attention to it. Too busy making love to the Ironverse. XD

11. Imagine you are very old and dying. What do you think you will regret, if anything?

Nothing, maybe. Not because my life is perfect -- it is far from that -- but because I have learned to not ever live with regrets. Everything happens for a reason, even if it’s damn painful, and I learn something from them. That’s how I’ve lived all this time. 

And my questions:

1. Autumn or Spring?

2. What sort of dreams do you typically have?

3. Thirteen hungry dwarves have come uninvited to your house! Quick, what do you prepare for them?

4. Five songs or groups you've been into lately?

5. Would you rather be saved by an Elven prince plagued by a terrible Oath or a Space Alien princess overcome by grief?

6. This world is falling apart but a portal has opened up. Which fictional world would you like to live in for the rest of your life?

7. The most hilarious mishap you've had or had witnessed?

8. If you’re a fanfic writer: do you remember the first ever fic you ever wrote? Or if you write mainly original fic: first story? Artists: first art piece? 

9. What book or show or movie or game was dearest to your heart as a child?

10. Any book/movie/show/game rec for your followers?

11. Is the absence of evidence an evidence of absence?

And I tag: @inside-the-mountain, @pyropelove413, @superheroladies, @eatyourgrapes, @naryrising, @the-wavesinger, @squirrelwrangler, @sathinfection, @kainoliero, @independence1776, @yuuago

And, of course, anyone else who wishes to do this! :)