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tw // vomiting, trans male pregnancy, accidental pregnancy

Frank was the first to admit that he wasn't great at eating, but the last few days... it wasn't that he wasn't trying, it was that he couldn't keep anything down. Since Abby had broken off the relationship and he'd been living in a shitty one bedroom apartment by himself, he'd maybe been less careful with his diet than he should be but... still. That didn't explain why, no matter what he ate, it seemed to come up again. He'd been more careless than he should've been, he'd gone drinking a couple of times, and whilst that was technically against the terms of his NA meetings... well, it had been stressful. He hadn't drunk in a couple months, at least. He took the time to rinse his mouth at the sink, hoping nobody had heard him throwing up, sparing a brief glance at his washed out features in the mirror before making his way back onto the floor. It was fine, he was... fine. It would ease off in a bit, and if he didn't, shit, he could get some zofran at least...

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pregnant mh viktor, an extremely niche market

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@rabbit-bitxh discussed

tw ;; trans male pregnancy, miscarriage, bleeding, it's a heavy one folks

For the last week, Frank had actually been feeling kind of… okay. Admittedly, the pregnancy had been absolute hell on his body. Worse than penny. He was already anemic and on iron supplements; he'd been recommended, over and over, to terminate, and he had refused every time, because he was determined to do this. Because Robby deserved to have a kid, and this was probably the last time he would ever manage to do this, and… and maybe more than a little bit of stubbornness.

It had also been suggested, repeatedly, that he should come off work early. He had agreed to do so at the end of the second trimester, determined to make it that far. Now the morning sickness had finally stopped, although the nausea had been lingering… he'd been struggling to eat at all, switching over to supplementary vitamins to try to keep himself going. He looked like shit, as well; constantly pale, shaky and dropping things…

The last few days, though, he'd been doing so much better. The vomiting seemed to have stopped, he'd even been eating, even if it was just a very pale broth. He was still exhausted, though; so he'd gone to bed not long after they had gotten home, and had still been sleeping like the dead when Robby had come up.

Now, in the dead of the night, he stirred. There was a low whine in his throat; skin burning with fever as he twisted in the dark, eyes cracking to the room lit by only the light leaking through the curtains. In that hazy deep blue, he was hit by the intense feeling of something… wrong. Something deeply wrong.

"Robby?" he whispered, voice trailing off, barely audible. He twisted his head, struggling to draw a breath for a moment, reaching out a trembling hand. It took him a moment to realise what the dark smudges on it were as he nudged his partner's back. "Robby… please…"

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fankid crumbs

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NOT TAGGING but heres just an insight into my mind

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hiii it's my day off today altho I do have to get up early for work ugh. the weather is finally cooling a little bit. I'll be about theoretically all day, hmu if you want to plot. I would loooove to do more stuff in the universe where Frank is pregnant lmao. Someone tell him off for overworking himself/getting knocked up/dating robby/etc <3 or maybe start planning cute things w him... yknow... just to make the tragedy worse :]