#gone fucking feral for this man someone might need to sedate me

[full-of-malice]

another miguel o'hara one shot fanfic. this one's angst.

itsy bitsy

it's been a year exactly, and miguel can't get past the guilt. maybe if he drinks it will all go away. he can drink all night but he can't forget.

the itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout downed all the beer to drown the voices out up came the sun and brang back all the pain so the itsy bitsy spider went out to drink again

title and lyrics from the song itsy bitsy by lyn lapid

word count: 772

[bisexualfemalemess]

BRIDGERTON SEASON 3 PT 2 SPOILERS

Live reaction episode 5:

I’m a little disappointed that we didn’t get to see Penelope’s answer to colin’s proposal but in my head she just straight up faceplanted outta that carriage. On another note, colin constantly looking back at her to check on her is peak protective husband. Colin ‘my wife’ bridgerton indeed. Also Penelope’s so loved by his family and not him being willing to fight Eloise, his own sister, like hold your horses buddy. El baby she’s loved him since you guys were children. Both are honestly valid and i love them both so much, i just need my peneloise besties back right now. Like so expeditiously. Awww, colin checking up on pen. He’s truly already so far gone. I’M SORRY THE TREE???? What the actual fuck???? Lady tilley arnold needs to get the fuck off my screen. I’ve never read the books but booktok and twitter made me love sophie already, i need her. Not pen listening to her family reading LW Lmaoo she seems so smug about it. EY LADY DANBURY HAPPY ABOUT POLIN THEY’RE SO LOVED BY EVERYONE. KANTHONY MY BABIES. MY PARENTS ARE GONNA BE ACTUAL PARENTS STFU. Anthony’s so feral for her 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 aww hyacinth is so excited to tell them about polin’s new engagement my daughter fr. HYACINTH OMG IJBOL NOT HER SAYING GREGORY’S THE FAMILY PET I’MMA DIE. Eloise baby she did not use you, she loves you and you love her so make up bitches. Cressida is so gay for eloise no one can tell me otherwise. OH MY GOD NOT THE BOOK LINE ABOUT HIS LOVE BEING A THUNDERBOLT FROM THE SKY SOMEONE SEDATE ME (might need to make a part two and i’m only 10 minutes in) they’re not even married yet and Benedicts like “your wives” she’s always been a bridgerton for real. PORTIA I AM INDIFFERENT TOWARDS YOU BUT BACK OFF FROM MY GIRLY AND DON’T MAKE HER DOUBT HER RELATIONSHIP. COLINS SO HOT TELLING PORTIA OFF SOMEONE GET ME SOME HOLY WATER OR SOMETHING JESUS FUCKING CHRIST. HE’S BEEN WITH HER FOR LESS THAN 24 HOURS AND HE’S ALREADY THROWING AROUND THE L-WORD OH HE FELL SO HARD FOR HER IMMA THROW MYSELF IN FRONT OF A MOVING TRUCK. MIRROR SCENE OH MY GOD OH MY GOD ALRIGHT ITS HAPPENING ITS HAPPENING OH HIS SPEECH IMMA KILL MYSELF IM SO SERIOUS. THIS IS PERFECT OH MY GOD, NICOLA COUGHLAN IS A GODESS AND THEIR CHEMISTRY IS SO PALPABLE. “LIE DOWN” THAT WAS SO FUCKING HOT, COLIN BRIDGERTON CAN COMMAND ME AROUND ANY DAY. Sex scene, sex scene, sex scene….TO POV???? Oh, that’s such a beautiful song choice. This is literally so intimate, i feel like I’m intruding. Colin bridgerton is a canon consent man and as a woman i think that’s so sexy. That was the cutest sex scene of my life, cute, hot, awkward, everything a first time is supposed to be (i wouldn’t know🙊) KANTHONY SCENE. HES THE CUTEST ALL KISSING HER STOMACH. Newton and Anthony always beefing. Their so cute 😫😫😫. Awww John and Francesca are so cute as well. Awwww him asking about marriage 😖😖😖. VISCOUNTESS KATE IN ACTION MY BABY GIRL. She’s working overtime being pregnant, viscountess and giving eloise advice. She clocked peneloise’s tea. AWW Post-sex polin is the cutest with the book line too 🥹🥹🥹🥹 and the teasing!!! They’re truly so friends to lovers. NOT HER GETTING INTERRUPTED WHEN SHE WANTS TO TELL HIM SHE’S WHISTLEDOWN. FUCK ASS SERVANTS. Oh poor pen having to listen to her fiancé trash-talk her without knowing he’s taking about her, like i wouldn’t tell him i’m Whistledown either after this, bet. Also they literally have no sense of personal space and it’s too cute. Aww a colin and eloise talk. THEY WERE INSEPARABLE AND THEY NEED TO BE AGAIN SOON OR IMMA DO SOMETHING SO DRASTIC I SWEAR TO GOD. Peneloise as bestie sister-in-law’s is something that i need so bad it’s like not even funny anymore. Penelope’s sister need to leave her the fuck alone and portia needs to leave her ulterior motives at the door even penelope was like what the hell is going on. I don’t really mind will and alice plot honestly they’re just a cute married couple, much like polin will be. OH MY GOD NOT BENEDICT CALLING KATE SISTER IM DYING IM DECEASED. THAT FUCK ASS TOP HAH OH MY LORD. NOT COLIN CALLING PENELOPE HIS BRIDE TO BE 🫠

[adequatepipe]

The Accident

At the encouragement of my family, I'm going to post it! This does not have a happy ending, I'm trying for a "rip your heart out with rusty claws" kinda thing. If you like sadfic, please let me know what you think!

Words: 2103

Pairing: CherryBerry

TW: Car accident, trauma, character death

Taking advantage of the pause at the red traffic light, Red looked over at his partner in the passenger seat. Blue was rambling excitedly over all the cards and gifts he'd gotten at the baby shower. One hand was on his eco-belly, the other was holding every card up for Red to inspect and nod appreciatively at for the third or fourth time each. Which he did of course, because it made Blue happy. When Blue was happy, he was happy.

Damn, Blue was cute, and Red couldn't help the sappy grin on his face.

The light turned green and Red put the car into gear as he heard Blue huff good naturedly. "Can you believe this card from Papy?" He asked, holding up the offending card with a smile. Red took a peek. There was a picture on the front of two halves of an avocado. The text read, "holy guacomole, you're going to avo baby!"

Red laughed. Really, that one had been his favorite. He was about to say so when he saw the truck outside Blue's window.

"Shit! Blue!" he cried out, throwing his arm out across Blue as the world erupted in the sound of broken glass and screeching metal.

…

Blue was on his back, and all around him was chaos. A light flashed in front of his eye sockets, once, twice, three times. When it pulled away he realized he was moving, looking a ceiling as he followed a series of square tiles down an impossibly long hallway.

"…skeleton monster, equivalent 27 weeks pregnant…"

There were humans all around him, some touching him, some asking him questions. Faces filled and left his vision faster than he could focus on them.

He felt something sharp prick his right heel, and he tried to pull it back, but strong hands held him down. There was the distinctive feel of a needle being driven the the ecto flesh along his upper arm, and he found he couldn't move those either. He tried to speak, tried to ask what was happening, but the words wouldn't come out.

"…lateral mvc, gcs 9, e3 v2 m4…"

There was a jarring motion as he was lifted and yanked sideways. He cried out, pain, sharp, twisting, burning pain erupting across his pelvis.

The hands were on him again, pulling at his clothes. He saw a pair of scissors, and he tried to cry out to them, to beg them to please, please don't cut his clothes. Red had bought this outfit for him, Red had picked it out just for-

Stars, where was Red?

As if Blue had summoned him by thought alone, he heard Red's voice screaming, crying, from somewhere outside the circle of humans around him.

"Get the fuck off'a me, y'bastards! Fuckin' help him! Help him!"

Blue was shivering, his clothing gone. The pain had started to recede, ever so slightly. The hands never stopped touching him, poking and prodding his naked bones and blue magic. His hip hurt, and he didn't know what was happening to his baby. Someone pressed something cold and sticky to his ribs, and then another, and another. It felt gross against his summoned flesh. There was a constant, frantic beeping sound coming from a machine by his head.

"…pelvic fracture, magic hypotensive…"

A pair of eyes leaned into his field of vision, commanding his attention. It was a human doctor, with a mask over their nose and mouth and strange, tight hat on their head. They were saying something, their voice calm and commanding. They were talking about his baby.

"…your baby. The team is going to be doing a lot of things, try to focus on taking deep breaths…"

Ok, he could do that. He inhaled, then exhaled, and the doctor nodded. There was more pain, this time across his abdomen. Gulping air, he stared at the light on the ceiling, struggling to breathe, to just keep breathing like he'd been told. In and out, ignoring the hands and needles and fear.

In and out, in and out, in and…. out…

…

Red was fucking scared. No, worse than that, he was terrified out of his ever loving skull. At first he'd fought the humans that came to help, struggling to reach Blue. The crash had busted multiple bones, the worst being his shattered ulna and radius. They dangled uselessly, threads of magic barely keeping them from scattering across the ground. But that had been nothing, he could handle broken bones, he wasn't going to die.

Pickup trucks weren't usually known for their intent to kill.

But he'd seen Blue. Now, every time he blinked he saw Blue, his namesake magic spilled across the pavement in an ever increasing puddle. Asgore's hairy ass, he'd had no idea a monster could lose that much magic and still be alive. But Blue wasn't dust, Red had seen him, and he wasn't dust.

So when they'd arrived at the hospital he'd yelled at the doctors, screamed at the nurses, did everything he could think of to get them to pay attention to Blue, not him.

They'd removed his jacket, and were trying to remove his shirt to look for more injuries. They were actually cutting the fucking thing off him! He knew they were just doing their job, but it didn't matter! He needed to find Blue, they need to help Blue!

Someone grabbed his unbroken arm, forcing him to look up into the face of a human nurse. "Hey! Hey you, what's your name, sir?"

He couldn't believe the gall of this human, who the hell did she think she was?? "Get the fuck off'a me, y'bastards! Fuckin' help him! Help him!"

"Help me out here, sir," she ordered, a hint of steel in her tone. "Please, if you don't calm down we will have to sedate you."

Fighting to pull his arm out her grip, he snarled at her, the feral gesture showing off every one of his sharp fangs. "Like I give a damn?! Help him!"

She was face to face with an angry monster in pain and she barely flinched. Red couldn't help but be the tiniest bit impressed as she stood her ground and glared right back at him.

"Sir, I'm trying but I need you to work with me here, and you can't help them if you're sedated!"

Shit, she was right. Blue needed him. "Fuck, fuck! I'll calm down, a'ight?" He stopped pulling against her, and she released his arm. He tried to look around for Blue, and couldn't see him anymore. "Where is he? What's going on with him?

"Your friend is being taken to surgery, and the doctors are doing everything they can to help her and her baby- Uh, I mean, help him and his baby."

Red could have laughed. Like this was the fucking time to be concerned about Stars damned pronouns? He held it in, worried that if he started laughing he might never stop.

Fuck, he needed to get ahold of Stretch. "Lady, please, come on, where's my jacket? I got'a call his brother!"

She looked around, and shouted a quick, "Hey!" across the room. A young man in grey turned and began to make his way towards them, although Red didn't have the slightest clue how he'd heard the single syllable through all the commotion.

"We can't let you make a call right now until you get admitted- hold on- I said hold on!" she exclaimed, her hands up as he shouted his dismay. "I'll make the call for you. What's your name?"

"San- fuck! Red. Name's Red." What the hell name was he supposed to give them anyway? That was something he certainly didn't have the fucking time for! "I need'ya to call Stretch, he's in my contacts."

"Got it. Now," she said, pulling the youth in front of Red. He looked about as happy with the situation as Red felt. "While I do that, Mark here is going to get your history and we're going to get a look at that arm, alright Mr. Red?"

Red nodded, he didn't think he was going to get a better deal. "Make sure Blue's ok for me, will ya? And if you can, call my bro- ah, fuck, nevermind, he might come down here. Just let Stretch know, okay?" She nodded, flashed him a thumbs up, and disappeared off into the crowd.

"Now, Mr. uh, Red?" Mark began timidly. "I have just a few questions for you…" Red grimaced, already regretting that he let himself be talked into compliance.

Sometime later, Red, his arm freshly stabilized, was sitting up as Mark was carefully taping up his ribs. He didn't know how long it'd been. Might have been ten minutes, might have been an hour. They'd pumped him full of pain meds, and he was pleased that everything seemed so much more tolerable now.

"Heh, kinda nice not having to deal with all that fleshy junk, huh?" He asked, and the kid just nodded as he gently wrapped up one of Red's floating ribs. Fuck, he was young. He looked like he couldn't be more than 16, but Red didn't think humans allowed teenagers to work in hospitals. At least, he was pretty sure.

He had to admit though, the human had a skill for wrapping up bones.

There was a new commotion from the doors to the front, and Red looked up to see Stretch pushing his way inside, his cell phone still clasped tightly in his fist. Humans in colorful scrubs rushed him from all sides, shouting and trying to push him back out the doorway. His eye lights, blown wide with fear, fell on Red, and he took a step back from the humans, and vanished.

There's a pop of displaced air and suddenly Stretch was leaning over Red's hospital cart, grabbing at his shoulder joint. Mark jumped back with a yell, and Red flinched as his hand tweaked a rib.

"Red! Oh, Stars Red! What's happened? Where's Sans?" Stretch's grip on his arm was too tight, but Red couldn't seem to care.

"Stretch, there ya' are. It was a fuckin' crash, man. Fuckin' truck. Don't worry, Nurse Rachet's taking care of Blue. She said she would." He smiled up at Stretch, trying to reassure him. Stretch didn't look reassured. "They got me on all kinds'a fuckin' stuff right now. It's a trip, heh."

The confused look on Stretch's face was priceless, though Red knew it shouldn't be.

Stretch scowled down at Mark, who couldn't stop staring. Red didn't blame him, an angry Papyrus was one hell of a sight. "What did you do to him?"

"It- it's just demerol, for the pain," Mark stuttered out. "He'll b-be fine, he just has a couple fractures."

"Where's my brother?" Stretch demanded, growing more and more agitated. "Where's Sa- Blue? Whatever the hell he's here under!"

Red's concentration began to wander when he noticed a group of humans coming their way. Behind them he could see the tough nurse lady talking to someone in surgeon scrubs. "Heya, Stretch," he called, hitting the tall monster's chest with the back of his hand to get his attention. "There's Nurse Ratchet. She can tell ya'."

The nurse stared at the surgeon for a moment, then turned towards Red. Their gazes locked, and her eyes filled with tears.

Oh. Oh fuck, that was bad, wasn't it?

There was the sharp sound of cracking glass as Stretch's phone hit the tiled floor.

"Red, Stars Red…" There was pure, unadulterated horror in Stretch's voice. "We need a Reset. We have to get Frisk."

"…Yeah," Red replied. His Soul felt like a block of ice in his chest, heavy and immobile. He couldn't breathe. He glanced at the wreck of Stretch's smartphone lying shattered on the ground. "Ratchet's got my phone."

...

Frisk Dreemur was lying on the living room floor, working on solving a Monster Kid Crossword while Toriel sat on the couch behind them, a book titled, "The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating" clutched delicately in her paws.

There was the vrr! vrr! of a cell phone ringing on silent, and Frisk pulled it out of their pocket, looking at their mom before answering. Toriel glanced at the clock, then smiled, nodding her permission.

Frisk looked at the display, and saw that Red was calling. He and Blue were going to have their baby soon, and Frisk was going to be the best cousin ever. The thought of all the fun they were someday going to have filled them with Determination. They saved the game and answered the call.