Sal Stilinski

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what if ... i resurrected this blog after 3+ years?

[derekwithblueeyes]

just a visit

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Derek froze when he heard his name being called, Grace looking up at him curiously from where she was holding his hand as they approached the cafe.

He looked over his shoulder and felt himself sag in relief when he saw who it was.

“Sal.” he greeted with a soft smile.

“Of everyone-” he broke off, lifting Grace up to prop her on his hip. “Hi, there, Ms Stilinski.” he said. “It’s nice to see you.”

Sal broke into a wide smile, approaching the two. Hand on his arm, she nodded warmly, “It’s been ages, clearly.”

Brushing back a bit of her hair, the brunette smiled again, “How have you been? It’s great seeing you too,” Sal turned slightly, addressing the small girl in his arms. She extended her hand, nodding, “And it’s nice to meet you, my name is Sal.”

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[text to; Sal] I can do pizza. [text to; Sal] Make it a big one with meat..or pepperoni. [text to; Sal] Spare me the ‘healthy disappointment’ that Stiles sometimes brings…

[ sms ; derek ] Pepperoni is meat!

[ sms ; derek ] Oh please, I lived on pizza during college. Joe’s 2 dollar slice was heaven.

[ sms ; derek ] Order placed. XL meat lovers.

[ sms ; derek ] If I die tonight, I want to go out with style. Angrily eating pizza.

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Lydia nods and flips a page in the magazine, “I know. I won’t even have a vague idea of what I want to do until I get back there and they tell me I am pregnant. Then I’ll talk to Stiles. Then he and I can figure it out.”

Soon the nurse was calling her back and weighing her and taking her blood pressure before escorting her back to the exam room. Lydia sits up on the exam table.

Sal was allowed to go with her, and sat in the seat next to the table, “So they’ll just be doing a small examination, a blood test and an ultrasound. It’s all really standard.”

She nodded, drumming her hands on her knees.

[beaconhillslibrarian]

I’m back from being gone all weekend!

But I’ve also started up a new blog.

if you like Star Trek (mostly discovery, but i’ll have other verses)

FOLLOW HERE

I’ll be doing replies shortly i hope

[beaconhillslibrarian]

I’m at my parents for the long weekend, so I’m stuck to mobile.

It also means I’ve been rewatching the first 3 eps of discovery, and now I want to make an rp blog for that.

At the very least I also want a Star Trek verse.

Anyone else interested in that kind of au?

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[text] I offered to pay him if he raked the whole side yard and he did it without help so I paid him [text] and he only gets the money after he’s done the job [text] it has been a fairly crap day [text] I had to arrest an old man who cashed a fraudulent check that his nephew gave to him [text] and we can’t find the nephew

 [sms ; Derek ] oh that’s terrible. I hope the man is doing alright.

[ sms ; Derek ] and I hope that nephew gets a good bit of karma catches up to that nephew.

[ sms ; Derek ] how about I make a huge pot of Thick Mac and cheese and some pigs in a blanket for supper?

[derekwithblueeyes]

beaconhillslibrarian:

@derekwithblueeyes cont’d from here:

[ sms ; Derek ] and he wonders why I haven’t given him an allowance yet. He has the money management skills of his father.

[ sms ; Derek ] okay I got everything else on the grocery list. So what are we thinking for cupcakes? Vanilla or chocolate? I can do either.

[text] … he’s been getting $5 a week from me as an allowance when he helps me rake the yard [text] is that bad? [text] I was going to ask for the terrible horrible ones from the in store bakery that taste like heaven but have more artificial colours than unicorn poop

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[ sms ; Derek ] I did not know that.

[ sms ; Derek ] provided the money only lines up with him doing chores to earn it, that shouldn’t be a problem. Just check in with me on stuff like that in the future.

[ sms ; Derek ] those ones? You must have had a rough day.

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friendship to romance tropes i can’t get enough of

holy shit i just realized i’ve liked you for the past 8274 years and i really wish i didn’t but i dO and everyone somehow knows about it except for you oh my god why is this happening to me

hey you’ve had a rough day so let’s get in our PJs and watch a cute movie together and cuddle bUT IT’S TOTALLY PLATONIC ALRIGHT

we drunk-kissed but you forgot about it and i don’t know how to act around you anymore wtf

we’re best friends and i’ve been in love with you for forever but i’m 3000% sure you just see me as a friend except why is this sexual tension happening rn

i will die protecting you. no question about it. i care for you more than anyone else in the universe and even though i act like you’re a pain in the ass i love you so much. you dweeb.

neither of us have kissed anyone before and what the hell may as well just get it out of the way. except hahah ha ha h a now i can’t stop thinking of ur lips why did i think this was a good idea ha ha ahah

we’re the Old Married Couple™ but lmao no we would never date each other. right? right?????!!!?

MY PARENTS WON’T GET OFF MY BACK ABOUT GETTING A SIGNIFICANT OTHER AND THEY’RE HAVING A GET-TOGETHER IN A FEW DAYS PLS PRETEND TO BE IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH ME. THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE FACT THAT I’M HEAD OVER HEELS FOR YOU BUT IT SURE IS A NICE BONUS

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@trustmeimawitch

[beaconhillslibrarian]

@derekwithblueeyes cont’d from here:

[ sms ; Derek ] and he wonders why I haven’t given him an allowance yet. He has the money management skills of his father.

[ sms ; Derek ] okay I got everything else on the grocery list. So what are we thinking for cupcakes? Vanilla or chocolate? I can do either.

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[text] CUPCAKE

[ sms ; Derek ] Either you just got back from a run and you’re craving sugar.

[ sms ; Derek ] or Charlie got a hold of your phone again.

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“I never…I never pictured myself having kids and definitely not until after I finished law school if I had them at all, but…I love Stiles and he just, he would be such an amazing dad. I can’t imagine not letting him have a chance to be one?” Lydia tells her as they head towards the front door of the office building. “

She bites her lip, "I feel like I know nothing right now…” she jokes. She hands over her insurance card to the receptionist and takes her copay before they’re sitting in the chairs and she’s flipping through a parenting magazine.

“Which I get. But you also have to remember that if someone does say no right now, that doesn’t mean no forever. I’ve heard of couples who’ve terminated pregnancies when they were younger, only to end up with 3 or 4 kids once they’re in a much more stable situation. But there’s also people who have families at young ages and do just fine. It’s case by case.”

Sitting next to her, Sal shrugged, “Just ... don’t make your decision for him. You are important.”

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“I don’t know. It certainly sounds that way though, doesn’t it?” Lydia says, pulling into a parking space in front of her doctor’s office building. “I, I can’t say for sure until I know. It’s like picking between things, you never really know how you feel or which one you really wanted until you can tell if you’re disappointed by the one you picked or not.”

She parks the car and shuts it off, “I know. I haven’t really talked with my parents about it, but Nana Martin left me some money when she died and it would be a good amount to be comfortable with if that’s the route we decide…” She glances at the time, “Ready to head in?”

Sal nodded, before unbuckling, “Look, finances and quality of life are most important. You can’t know until you know. You might live your whole life assuming, no, if I ever get pregnant, i’m going to have a child, no matter what,” she slid out of the car, closing the door behind her, “And then you’re standing in your parents bathroom at Christmas staring a pregnancy tests, and ... everything flies out the window until you live it.”

[scartissueex]

Brought up by a liar. Got burned by the fire. Now I got blood on my hands. One track minded, on my own. I’m killing sixteen with the same damn stone. I’m riding on a little bit of reckless. I’m living like I’m ready to die. I’m on the  familiar path of self - destruction. I’m rolling high to throw down. Yeah, I guess I’ll never learn. To tell the truth, I’m hell bound. So, set it up and watch it burn.

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“I can’t even imagine honestly. I’d be a nervous wreck. They’d probably have to admit me to a mental unit or something. I’m barely holding it together and I know Stiles loves me and will support me no matter what,” Lydia says.

She quiet as they sit at a red light and she taps her fingers against the steering wheel and says nothing until they’re almost to the doctor’s office, “Honestly I don’t know what we’re going to do, but Stiles is going to be an amazing dad and…I can’t imagine anyone better to be a dad than him…”

She let the silence rest, just drinking her coffee and watching the cars go by, before turning back to Lydia when she spoke, “So ... if you’re pregnant, you’re thinking that you’d want to keep the baby and raise them?”

She nodded, no judgement in her tone, “There’s a lot of things to consider, not least of all money, but you’re right. I’ve seen Stiles with kids, and he’d be a goofy ass dad.”