No brother expects to be handed a positive pregnancy test from his sister. No brother expects this to happen in a Chipotle. No brother expects the silent announcement to include, "Will you adopt it?" But that's what James got anyway.
Six weeks. Ruth had known she was pregnant for six weeks. Both James and Ruth knew very well who the biological father was but neither of them was willing to contact him. This child, or parasite as Ruth considered it, would stay between them.
"Of course I will, Ruth," James said, "We can work out any paperwork right now." Ruth sighed relief and smiled grimly.
"I know you're only doing this because it'll make you look good," she was right, "but know that once this thing is born I'm done. We'll go back to how things were and you'll never see me again." Ever so blunt of a woman but who could blame her? James knew he had wronged her in the past and if taking care of the baby she didn't want would help, he was willing to do it. Of course, he expected to gain something out of it, Ruth knew that very well, but it wasn't her business what he planned to achieve.
"As long as you're not killing it." Ruth scoffed.
"Of course you'd bring that up," James prepared to hear a lecture from his sister on bodily autonomy and how health will always triumph over religion but the lecture never came. She sighed, interlaced her fingers together, propped her arms on the table, and rested her head against her fists. "The thought never crossed my mind, James, no matter how much I don't want this I've never thought about ending it." James was slightly shocked by how much Ruth was revealing to him. Before their relationship turned sour, she had always been a dam. All her opinions came out slowly and with control, her feelings were kept safely behind her walls, but dams do crack over time. An unplanned pregnancy seemed to be hers.
“I’m sorry,” was all James could say. He had so much he wanted to, needed to apologize, for specifically but there was too much to say and too little time to say it. At that Chipotle table at 3:35 on a Wednesday afternoon, he became the father of his sister’s baby.
top 10 worst possible dads in the centricide (except i am very, very biased)
1. blueman. he would not be present despite his supposed "values." even if he was present he really shouldnt be. insert something here about the fact that he also did not have a father present
2. antiradical. i just dont trust him
3. tankie. hes got dadly energy ill give you that but he didnt want shit to do with nazbol either lmao (i like this about tankie though i think id fucken hate him if i really thought he genuinely would be a good father)
4. if were going strictly off of canon ancap would certainly beat blueman for the number one spot but were not doing that and also fuck you. i think he would be better than the others, if only somewhat
5. hoppean. no offense, i care deeply for this man, but he is in no position to care for a child. just like. in general but especially mentally
9. the rest of the anarchists except for anpac. also i think anpac is canonically a girl iirc so she would not fit on this list anyways. by that logic also probably ancom and anqueer would not fit on this list, so for the record anqueer would be a shitty parent, too.
10. posadist and nazbol. they just dont seem like the the type to raise children
some honorable mentions: radical centrist, horseshoe centrist, and transhumanist
Uz Maršala Tita is the obvious answer, but it's genuinely such a good song. It's like the "White Army, Black Baron" of Yugoslavia. Amazing lyrics and choir. But that's a little bit of a cliche answer, so I'll suggest a few others. As I've stated before, the Yugoslav version of the Spanish civil war song "Ay Carmela" (Aj Karmela) is another one of my favourites. "Under the Balkan Stars" sung by the Red Army is also another great one, even though it's Russian.
Oh yes, your country that's fallen to capitalist ruin and sucks the USA's cock is something to be proud of, or are you talking about your non-existent Serbian clay next to Montenegro?
Don't call me a fascist again you offbrand Stalinite bunker kink motherfucker. I've slaughtered more fascists with my bare hands than you ever will in your lifetime. Smoke my fucking dick
Shut the fuck up, honestly. I thought I said do not mention Kosovo or can you not read?? Oh and by the way I don’t have a ‘bunker kink’ the bunkers are totally necessary.
Hola, mi nombre es Zapatista o EZLN, pero mis amigos me llaman Emiliano. Estoy aqui para responder preguntas. Soy Maya, soy Marxista
trans. : Hello, my name is Zapatista or EZLN, but my friends call me Emiliano. I'm here to answer questions. I am Maya, I am a Marxist.
[ Admin is a Chicano ML and a minor, he is not perfectly fluent in Spanish but will try his best/El administrador es un ML chicano y menor de edad, no habla perfectamente el español, pero hará todo lo posible.]
king do you have any opinions on taylor swift's lyric in her 2020 release "willow", opener to her 2020 album evermore, said lyric being "i come back stronger than a 90s trend" and how it could be a reference to the tragic dissolution of the USSR and Yugoslavia
I'm assuming that considering Taylor Swift is an American pop culture singer she's referring to 90s trends as in fashion trends that eventually came back in the 21st century. That's what I'm hoping at least, because calling the brutal dissolution of my country and many others a "trend" is something I find incredibly fucking insulting. Also, the lyric doesn't really make sense if it is a reference to the Eastern bloc. "Come back stronger" how? They literally collapsed