Pregnancy Meme!

[paterelohim]

CONGRATULATIONS, YOU'RE PREGNANT.

This is some serious shit. Knocked up, eating for two, the rabbit done died, carrying assbabies.

So what are you gonna do now, fuckweed? Cry, celebrate, hail the glorious Lord Satan for making this mpreg possible? Any way you slice it, you have to deal with this.

What you're gonna do is reply to this post, new mother/gypsy-cursed father, with your character's name and what numbered scenarios you're open to, as follows:

0. Finding out/telling people: you just found out you're pregnant, or you're just starting to tell people. Have fun!

1-3: Trimesters: this one is easy. You're in your first, second, or third trimester. Get as specific or not as you want.

4: Overdue: jesus christ just get it out of me 8(

5: Options: you're considering Other Ways of handling this pregnancy; adoption or abortion. With adoption, this could be either at the beginning or at the end.

6: Dealer's Choice: idk go crazy.

Of course, you can have more than one number at a time in a situation, since Options and Telling People can happen any time.

What about YOU, person replying? You can roll depending on what the person you're replying to is open to, and then figure out your own situation. Here are your options:

1: YOU ARE THE FATHER: wow way to go you suck. Better step up, asshole, or we'll feed you to the Darkness.

2: Friend: time for support, shopping, and maybe awkward magic help, depending on how horrified the pregnant father is. 8|

3: Enemy: point and laugh. Do it. Or make terrible evil plots, it's up to you.

4: Dealer's Choice: yeeeaaaaaah.

Comments

[mulletrock]

Well, my Dad's gonna beat the crap outta me when he finds out. I'm just tryin' to decide who's safe knowing and who's not.

[Dean always wanted a family but not here and not like this.]

[swedge]

So you want to keep it?

[ because that's the bottom line about this, after all. ]

[mulletrock]

Well, yeah it's my- our kid. It won't be easy but we can make it work.

[Then it hits him.] Do you?

[swedge]

Only if you do.

[mulletrock]

[This is hard for Dean. Reason is telling him he probably shouldn't, but he wants to with every fiber of his being.]

Then I want to.

[swedge]

[ jo nods, trying to hide the fact she's just...well. she's kind of relieved. if he had pushed her to make the decision she would have no idea what to do, and she can't deny the fact somewhere inside her. Well, she wanted it. Plain as day.

Her hand moves to her stomach absentmindedly, turning to look at him. ]

Guess we're doing this, then.

[mulletrock]

Wherever your mom is she's probably pissed.

[Dean cracks a smile but it's clear he's not all there. He takes another swallow from the glass and licks his lips.]

[swedge]

Wherever my mom is, you're already dead.

[ she sees something off and frowns, turning back to look at the ground in front of her. ]

Listen, I'm- [ what, sorry? Jo purses her lips, trying to think of the right thing to say. ] Are you sure you're okay with this?

[mulletrock]

The last thing I wanted to do here was raise a kid, but there's no goin' back now.

[No matter what the kid would have to be trained in the hunting lifestyle if he or she wanted to survive here and that killed Dean.]

Just takes some gettin' used to.

[swedge]

Yeah, well, at least-

[ at least I get to raise one at all. ]

It'll be tough, but I'm sure we'll manage. If you can survive telling your father. [ a small little smile. ]

[mulletrock]

[That gets a snort from Dean, which is as close to laughing as he'll come right now.]

I think I'll start with Mom to be on the safe side.

[swedge]

[ not really a laughing matter, is it? ]

How do you think she'll react?

[mulletrock]

Not sure yet. Guess we'll see.

[swedge]

[ Jo's silent for a moment, before she sighs. ]

Can we even do this? I don't know the first thing about raising kids...

[mulletrock]

[Dean goes the extra length and pulls her into his arms.]

Neither do I, but hey- we'll make it work.

[swedge]

[ It's appreciated and she curls into him, shaking a little. She's been trying to hide it, deny it, but now it's all fallen on her like a bag of bricks. ]

It just...I always thought it'd be different. That I'd at least have- [ she bites her lip, cuts herself off. ] Though the Apocalypse wouldn't be any easier, when you think about it.

[mulletrock]

According to Cas that's over and done with. So you don't have to worry about the world bein' overrun by demons and the devil.

[Dean runs a hand through her hair and tries to comfort her. Which is hard to do, he's never been good at that, he just puts his charm on.]

Even with the sirens and the shit the roams around in the dark this place is a helluva lot better than home. We discussed that.

[swedge]

According to Cas.

[ She sighs, Dean actually doing a fairly decent job at relaxing her. Good at it or no, it's working. ]

You know what this means, though, don't you?

[mulletrock]

What's it mean?

[Dean pulls back to look at her dead on, expecting the worst.]

[swedge]

[ she smiles a little to alleviate whatever horrible thing he might have been thinking. ]

You get to deal with me being crazy hormonal.

[mulletrock]

You mean you weren't before?

[swedge]

Hey!

[ That gets a sorta-smack on the arm, but also a laugh of sorts. ]

It's going to be worse.

[mulletrock]

Sure, it is. You know this means no more booze for you, right?

[swedge]

[ A pause, where she realizes what he's talking about. ]

Shit, is that- that's really a thing, isn't it. [ and her whole world come crumbling down. ] Damnit.