Love how you have so many stories were Stephen and Tony basically speedrun getting married. It's so hilarious and so them. So my prompt is just hoe fast can you have them speedrun marriage? Can it potentially somehow be before they even meet? If not whatever ridiculous scenario you can come up with is good.
Stephen couldn’t believe he was doing this. He had always prided himself on being level-headed and reasonable, and this was the furthest thing from it. Still, it didn’t stop him from pressing the submit button on his post, mentally hoping that this didn’t lead to something grisly like his murder.
Looking for a spouse on craigslist was definitely the sort of thing that would get him murdered.
It would have been easier if Christine had agreed to marry him, he thought morosely. The divorce a few months later would have been amicable. But Christine thought Stephen’s little ‘scheme’ was ill thought out. And hey, Christine was a good judge of that sort of thing. It probably was ill thought out.
Stephen just didn’t care.
If the doctors were right—and Stephen knew they were, having looked at all the information himself—then his mom had only months left, probably less. And his mom was desperate for Stephen to be married. It wasn’t something Stephen cared about, but he just… he wanted to make her happy in her last days. Stephen had been an idiot a year ago and had pretended he was dating someone seriously—another attempt to bring her happiness and peace—and he knew just how badly she hoped that a marriage was on the horizon. Her memory was going as quickly as her health and Stephen guiltily acknowledged that would let him fudge a few of the details he’d given her in the past, because she likely wouldn’t remember them.
She had to ask about his non-existent’s boyfriend’s name 75 percent of the time.
He sighed and pulled away from the computer. He’d leave it overnight to see if anything turned up. If not, maybe he’d go scout out local theatre groups. It’d be the acting role of a lifetime.
When he checked the computer the next morning, the number of responses to his post genuinely shocked him. Well, this was hopeful.
He skimmed through the responses, dismissing a few as he went—and if he was judging people by their grammar, he had to be cutting down the list somehow—and making notes on the details the different people had shared in their ‘application’.
Stephen sighed, going with his gut and messaging one of the men on the list: Tony Stark. He was close to Stephen’s age, an engineer, and had promised he could be charming. Stephen re-outlined the requirements: Tony would have to meet his mom, utterly charm her, propose in front of her, and hold a courthouse wedding within the month. They weren’t allowed to get divorced until after Stephen’s mom died, and while Stephen hoped that day was far away he knew, deep down, that it wasn’t. There would be a prenup, obviously, but Stephen would pay him for his service. An upfront charge and then a bonus for every month they were married.
Stephen tried not to think about the fact that he was still paying off debt for medical school and this was a very idiotic financial choice. But he had to give his mom this.
This was still probably an idiotic choice, but… it was for a good cause.
Go until it hurts. If it doesn’t hurt you haven’t gone enough.
People don’t like you. If they seem to like you, you need to test that and test that and test that until you’re sure they have a breaking point. But keep a smile on the whole time it’s jokes right it’s all jokes.
People aren’t here to tell you when you’ve done right. They’re here to point out what you can’t do and correct you when you’ve done wrong.
It’s unreasonable to expect someone to have a place to put a husky— huskies are loud and dangerous! Expect to curl up somewhere and know at some point you’ll get kicked on your way.
If people are laughing with you they probably won’t laugh at you so you should make sure people are laughing. They need to be laughing. You’re not safe but you’re a bit less unsafe after the laugh.
Things the husky thinks are abnormal: Mike. Mike you can’t just say that. Mike it’s not— no I do like you too, but you can’t just say that. Like, not all sincere like that. Come on, let’s take Stella out.
I'm so fucking scared to ask. Why does dickie live in a van in good bones?
Well. You’re not going to like the answer to that.
When I started nearly beefy I hadn’t yet begun the process of aggressively samisaing myself and so hadn’t developed my distaste for Steve Dickinson’s public persona, such as it is. Standard rpf disclaimer here.
In nearly beefy Dickie isn’t strongly characterized, he’s mostly a few cameos around Misa. Honestly if I was going to rewrite, the kids would get way more space on the page and I think that we’d spend more time experiencing the horrors of what is going on with them. I think those kids had a terrifying summer. I actually think maybe it fits thematically, being small and powerless and afraid of losing someone you love, while at the same time Mack is experiencing being powerless and afraid of becoming something that cannot love . . .
Anyways, Dickie is a fun little guy with a dad who seems to be a single parent doing his best blah blah blah. We know his mom either doesn’t live on the island or is away for a period of time extended enough that Laila refers to Steve and Sam visiting her. He’s just a little guy! He has a humourous misquote in a conversation with Will and once showed up without his pants!
By the time I’d written stick and poke I had a developed characterization of Sam Dickinson, and a fully developed fuck Steve Dickinson vibe. Again, RPF rules apply, I don’t know these people, I’m only working on interviews and stuff that’s available to the public. Based on that, Sam went from a quirky island baby to the half trained husky, eyes on the dangled meat he’s actually never going to be given. So. I suspect nearly beefy Dickie hit the school system and was . . . not easy. And didn’t get very much support.
Regarding living in the van, what I kind of think happened was his father in Sam’s last year of high school was like, ‘I’m moving. You can come with me, I guess’ in a way that I have seen happen to a lot of kids in my life, being parented by people who really . . . weren’t getting enough support themselves, but also weren’t really interested in parenting. And Dickie was like, ‘nah, I’m good. Got the van, I’ve got a little in savings, I’ll be fine.’ And Steve shrugged and moved to like. Fort Mac.
This is not a thing that should happen to a child.
Anyways. Reavo threw a raging fit, tried to move Sam into his place and sic Warso on Steve for child abandonment. Sam dug in his heels at this attack on his father and told Reavo to fuck off and this did so much damage to their relationship that things are where we see them in stick and poke. Sam is supposed to be his apprentice but Reavo is terrified if he makes the wrong move Sam will leave the island for good. What, like a year or so of that kind of hovering nauseating fear? It’s a bad time.
Fraser, honey. Can you teach these boys how to properly utilize their cap so they’re not SQUINTING their eyes off in every single outdoor picture?
Dont ask why i’m not adding bedsy in there, because bedsy graduated from fraser minten’s ‘when to use your cap; backwards or normally’ class a couple years ago.
Breaking into Russell's paddock and screaming that the Wolff is not a sheepdog and is going to eat him but he just blinks his sheep lashes and stares at me with his big blue eyes
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